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Standard disclaimer:  If you should'nt read stories that involve sex between
consenting adults (ie.. minor) stop
                      reading, otherwise read on.

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    Virtual Weekend
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     This was not Phil's day.  First thing this morning he discovered his
transmission was shot so he had to take the bus to work.  Secondly he was
late to work and got his ass chewed out by Dr. Tyler.  Dr. Tyler was a real
bastard.  Even though Phil was a janitor, he was highly educated.  He studied
English Literature and minored in philosophy in college, but when he could'nt
find a teaching position he had to take whatever he could.  "Its only
temporary"
he would think to himself.  After all, he was only 28.  He still had his
whole
life ahead of him.  Phil also, even though he would never admit it to
himself,
was a bit of a playboy.  Always womanizing and partying, quitting jobs and
going across country to "find" himself.  He had for his young years put quite
a few miles under his belt.  All of this being the case he always hated the
way Dr. Tyler talked down to him, treating him as if he was a lower form
of life.
     Phil did not have many friends at the laboratory.  The other janitors
thought he was a bit snobbish and used to call him "professor".  The
scientists
who also worked at the lab, if they ever noticed him at all, thought of him
only in terms of "Thats the guy who forgot to empty my trash can last week!".
Therefore it was not unusual for him to work alone.  All day long he brooded
about his car.  "Where in the hell am I going to get $1000 bucks to fix my
transmission?" he thought to himself.  "Shit, I also promised Karen we would
go on a picnic for labor day, damn!damn!damn!".  All day long he brooded and
brooded.
     About 5 o'clock Gerome, the janitorial supervisor, said "Phil, go
upstairs
and clean up the computer lab.  After you finish, just let yourself out."
Reluctantly Phil got all of his supplies together and headed up to the third
floor computer labs.  Since there was a
three day weekend coming up most of the people up there were either gone or
in the process of going home.  Just as he turned the corner he ran in to Dr.
Tyler who was frantically gathering notes and papers in his office.  This
was the first time he had ever even seen Dr. Tylers office, he usually had
it locked up and noone ever went in without his permission.  He thought to
himself this might be a way to get in good with Tyler since his ass chewing
this morning.  Maybe he could do something for him in the way of a raise or
perhaps if not that maybe a little overtime.  He was going to need money to
fix his car afterall. "Dr. Tyler, um I see you are cleaning your office up.
There is no need for you to do that sir I can do that for you." Phil said.
Dr. Tyler looked up half irratedly and half frantically.  His hesitation
indicated that he really did not want anyone in his office but his
franticness
indicated he really did not have time to get his papers in order.  "Ok, well
listen I have an important dinner engagement tonight and I can't miss it.  I
am already running late and normally I would never trust anyone in here but,
I guess I don't have to worry about you." he said with a sarcastic laugh.
It took all that Phil could muster not to punch him right in the mouth, but
he held his temper and just smiled.  "Ok Phil, straighten up my desk but
don't touch any of my equipment.  This place needs to be clean as a whistle
Tuesday morning because I am having some visitors who are coming to inspect
my invention.  I appreciate your help so DON'T SCREW UP!" He said and he
ran out of the office.
     "He is such a prick" Phil muttered aloud to himself.  Oh well, maybe
this will pay off in the long run.  He gathered all of his supplies and
began to clean up.  As he was picking up some documents off of the floor
he saw a memo that started:  Virtual Reality Machine Plans.   He sat down
and read the memo.  Most of it was alot of technical jargon he couldn't make
out but he got the jist of it.  Tyler had invented a working virtual reality
machine.  His device did not require gloves or a helmet but was transmitted
straight into the brain through electrical pulses.  This made the experience
seem to the participant to be completely real and was not limited to only
sight and sound senses but included touch,smell namely all of the senses.
Phil was so excited he could barely contain himself.  He had to experience
this.  He looked over at the device.
     The device looked like nothing more that a pc with some headphones
attached to it.  From his readings he figured out that the headphones fit
on both sides of the temple.  From there it would transmit the electrical
stimulus straight into the brain.  He sat down in the chair and turned on
the machine and put the headphones on.  Nothing happened at first so he
switched on the monitor.  There was a menu that said "Experiences: a1 through
T22".  He clicked on A1.  Immediately he was thrown back in the chair.
He could not move.  His eyes were slowly closing like he was going to sleep,
however it was different.  A few seconds later and he was flying!  Oh what
an experience.  He was going faster and faster flying right above the
treetops.
This was fantastic.  A few minutes later and it was over.  He was trembling
with excitement.
     He then looked at the device.  The front of the machine had a small
door on it, like a cd player.  He pressed the release button and the cd
came out.  On it was written a1 through t22.  He looked around the room
for other cds and out of the corner of his eye he saw a cd in a jacket
marked "For Tylers use only!!!".  This is where he keeps his private
experiences he thought.  "I wonder, if flying was so realistic, how about
sex.  I bet thats what he keeps on this cd."   He took the cd out of its
case and placed it in the machine.  After the screen came up he chose
experience 1683.  Again he went into his paralyzed trance.  When he
came to consciousness again he was in an old fashioned victorian bedroom.
He was also completely naked, as he could see himself in the mirror.  It
was odd.  His image looked like him but then again not exactly.  He was
bigger both in muscle-mass and cock size.  He was quite a stud.  Suddenly
the door opened and in walked the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.
She had a body like a goddess and the most alluring figure imaginable.
"Hi, my name is Anna, I am programmed to please your every need" the girl
said.  She then dropped her sheer nightgown to reveal the most perfect
breasts he had ever laid eyes on.  They were absolutely perfectly round and
as she walked over to the bed they gently swung back and forth from their
tremendous weight.
     She knelt down beside him and gingerly took his cock in her hand.
By this time it was completely hard.  "Do you want me to suck it for you?"
she asked.  Phil couldn't believe this was happening.  "YESSSS" he whispered
and she took the very tip of his cock in her mouth.  As she began to suck
he realized this was unlike any blowjob he had ever received before.  Every
nerve ending was on fire, he could feel his blood coursing through his veins
and it was like he was aware of every sense he was experiencing.  All
sensations seemed to be magnified 100 times in here.  Right as he was about
to shoot she stopped.  "Must'nt cum too quick, there won't be enough for
the others.  Please choose your options from the menu."   All of a sudden
there appeared floating letters in the air.  Beside each letter were
instructions; A.  continue with Anna alone  B.  Add number of extra girls
you wish to entertain.  "What do I do Anna?"  Phil asked.  Choose which
option you wish.  If you want to have only me, choose option a, if you want
more than one girl at a time choose option b.
    "My god! any number I want!" Phil exclaimed. "Yes, any number you want"
replied Anna.  Phil grabbed the letter b.. The message "Enter how many"
came up.  "How do I respond Anna?"  asked Phil.  "Well, lets make this
interesting.  Input can be given in many forms, lets say for each lick of
my left breast, thats how many women you will have."  she replied.  Hungrily
he pulled her tit to his mouth an proceeded to give it twelve long, slow
wet kisses.  After he finished the last lick the door to the bedroom opened
up.  In walked twelve of the most beautiful women in the world.  There was
something for everyone, blondes, redheads, brunettes,
orientals,blacks,whites.
All types of beautiful women seemed to be represented.  They all gathered
around him and began to slowly lick,stroke,massage and kiss his entire body
from head to toe.  He was in heaven!
    As he reached for one of the women to pull her onto his throbbing
erection
another menu appeared.  "Name your preference:  A. straight sex  B. oral sex
C.  Anal sex  D. Bondage  E. Bondage & tickling." " Which choice will it be
tonight Dr. Tyler" Anna asked.  That kinky s.o.b. Phil thought.  So he was
into bondage and tickling was he, well I think I will try a little straight
sex first.  As he reached up to grab the floating A. one of the girls who
was giving him such good head hit a particularly sensitive part of his penis
causing him to let out a loud groan.  Phil closed his eyes and layed back
down on the bed.  "Ohhhh that felt so goooood.  Please do that again I am so
close" he said.  Anna replied "The choice has been made, Bondage and
tickling."
"What!" Phil exclaimed sitting straight up in the bed.  In the throes of
passion he had accidently grabbed the E.
     The room began to change.  The charming victorian bedroom slowly
morphed into a stonewalled dungeon.  The bed he was laying on became a
rack and before he could move he realized his wrists and ankles were chained
securely to the sides of the table he was laying on, thus exposing him
completely spread-eagled and naked.  The girls appeared again except that
now the all were carrying long white feathers.  "This can't be happening!"
he yelled but it was futile.  Two girls began to tickle both sides of his
rib cage while two girls attended to his feet and another two attended to his
neck.  Phil had always been ticklish, but in here all his senses were
magnified
100 times.  He screamed and howled with laughter.  "NOOOOOOO, STOP PLEASE
STOPPPP, NOOOOOO" but soon his helpless cries of anguish were muffled under
the dripping pussy of Anna who planted herself right on his mouth.  Even
though he was dying of torment the scent of her snatch and her juices running
down his face and into his eyes along with the flicking tongues of the
girls that were working on his cock made this the most erotic experience
of his life.  Anna, who remember was not real, had one virtual orgasm after
another spreading her love juices all over his face.  She then switched
with one of the girls who was servicing his cock.
     "Whyyyyyyyy cannnnnnnt IIIIIIIII cummmmmmmmm" he gasped between the
rolls of laughter pealing out of him.  He was teetering right on the edge
of orgasm but would not cum.  Wave after wave of glorious exctasy combined
with exquisite torture racked his entire body.  "Thats what this fantasy is
all about." Anna answered nonchalantly.  "Its the buildup and the
anticipation
that is the best part" she continued.  "Aaaaahhhhahahahahahaha" he screamed.
     Hours of this torture went by and finally the program came to a halt.
A message appeared before him saying "Loop begun".  Shew
he thought, now maybe I will wake up.  He was still strapped to the table
though and that made him nervous.  All of a sudden everything started back
up again Anna replied "The choice has been made, Bondage and tickling."
"OH NO!" Phil screamed.  Then he realized
what was happening, the cd had a scratch on it and was skipping.  "Oh my
GOD!" he thought "This will go on until someone comes in a shuts off the
machine.
Well Frank will come looking for me soon, I asked him for a ride home".  The
girls began tickling him again and his torture started anew.
     "Hey Gerome, have you seen Phil?"  Frank asked.  "I was supposed to
give him a ride home tonight."
     "No, I haven't seen him for a few hours.  I think he took the bus
home."  Gerome replied.
     "It figures the professor would'nt want to ride home with me, oh well,
if that's how he wants it.  Have a good weekend Gerome."  Frank replied.
     "I'll walk you out." answered Gerome.  "I am really looking forward
to this three day weekend, you know."
      "I know" said Frank as he cut out the lights and locked the door.




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