Chapter 1
Dana Tyson couldn't sleep. Ignoring the itch hadn't made it go away, but neither had her previous efforts at scratching it. Giving in to what she was sure would be another futile attempt, she rolled onto her back, pulled down her underwear, and applied her fingers to her cunt.
It longed to be touched. It welcomed the pressure she was applying. Her whole lower body was alive with blood flow: her body had decided that this was where its resources were needed. But her clitoris, in particular, demanded more. More what, damn it? Dana thought as she tried to figure out how to get her body to leave her the fuck alone. Touching it directly was clearly a mistake - doing so caused a raw grating pain. Even moistening her finger and touching it gently was, if not painful, than certainly too intense to be useful.
What then? Rubbing her labia, or sticking her fingers into her vagina certainly felt nice, but that just made her need for relief that much stronger. No, some instinct told her that her clit was the puzzle that needed solving. Whoever invented the human body is an asshole, she thought to herself as she tried to think of new ways touch herself.
At age 19, Dana was substantially behind the curve in facing the challenges of sexuality. It had quite simply never been an issue for her before. When all of her friends had started losing their minds over boys and sex, Dana had proudly declared herself above such things and instead devoted herself to more worthy pursuits: science fiction, video games, and for a few months in her early teens, the drums. She had no interest in sex, and that suited her fine. Masturbation was, as far as she was concerned, a crass animal urge, on par with throwing your own feces.
That's how it was. But now, for some reason, her body had betrayed her. Now her body was demanding crude sexual release. It wouldn't let her sleep, and it wouldn't stop yearning no matter how she touched herself. It was like one of those horrible moments when there's a tingle in your nose, and you know you're going to sneeze, but it won't happen.
Finally, Dana stumbled onto something that worked. If she tugged the skin of her vulva around, back and forth just right, something was happening. The intricate folds of her sex slipped against each other, lubricated by her unwelcome sexual fluids. It felt good. It was what her body wanted. It was building toward something.
Mother fucking shitstorm, how long is this going to take? Dana thought as she rubbed herself more vigorously. Her pelvic muscles contracted from time to time without her permission. Even her asshole clenched, and her legs flapped pointlessly. Her arm was aching from the exertion. Just let it fucking end! She thought.
Almost there - one last big push, Dana thought, ignoring the fatigue in her arm. Harder and faster she rubbed herself, praying that she'd reach the end - that fabled orgasm thing that the entire human race won't shut up about - and finally be able to sleep. The strength in her arm wasn't enough; despite her will, she couldn't make her muscles keep up their pace.
Panting, sweating, and on the verge of tears, Dana gave up. She pulled up her panties and rolled onto her side, cursing a God who'd better not exist if he knows what's good for him. She had given it her all, and failed.
Sleep still wouldn't come. "God damn it! God fucking damn it!" Dana exclaimed through gritted teeth. She threw her blanket off, pulled her panties down, and started rubbing her pussy furiously again. It felt so good, but feeling good wasn't enough. She was close to the ending - closer than she'd ever been. She swore to herself that she would not stop, no matter what. Finally, she reached the point of inevitability of her first orgasm. Her body took over - it would handle the rest. Muscles deep inside her abdomen pulsed even as her pussy gulped toward an absent lover. Endorphins flooded her brain, washing a warm weightless euphoria through her whole being. Her hand kept strumming her clit, maintaining the same nice feelings from before her climax, until her body finally settled down and her clitoris, even through the layers of skin, became raw and prickly.
Dana glanced at the clock while she recovered her blanket: she had to be at work in four and a half hours. "So not worth it," she muttered to herself, oblivious to the rose in her cheeks and the smile she wore.
Kai Miller stood outside of Mrs. Cates' apartment, holding a cat.
"Oh, you found Bleachfeet," Mrs. Cates gushed when she opened the door. "Come in!"
Kai didn't especially want to go in, but manners demanded that he spend a moment socializing with his neighbor. Leaving the door open would have risked further escapes from the apartment's other cats. Kai stepped in, and once the door was closed, set the cat down.
"I saw him prowling around outside," he said. "I figured you'd be worried."
"Thank you very much, Kai," the old woman said. "It's so nice to have someone else around during the day time." The tall blond man had spend his first three years after college wearing a tie in a cubicle farm, constrained by archaic processes. But for the last two years, he had been working from home, writing software for a company who appreciated his work regardless of how he dressed.
Mrs. Cates had just finished telling Kai about another cat's rash and was starting a discussion of the teenage vampire TV show to which she was addicted when the doorbell rang.
Mrs. Cates opened the door to see Dana, wearing her Stellar Deli uniform and holding a brown paper bag. The young woman's blue eyes shined in bright contrast to the black-as-space baseball cap and polo shirt she wore - both embroidered with the sandwich shop's logo of a spiral-armed galaxy devouring a hoagie. Her light brown hair was in a haphazard ponytail sticking out the side of her cap.
Seeing Kai, Dana gestured toward him with the bag. "I have your sandwich here, Mr. Miller," she said.
"Oh, thank you very much - I completely forgot," he said, stepping outside and searching his wallet for the right bills. "How did you think to find me here?"
"Huh, I don't know. I just knew you'd be here," Dana told him as he handed her her payment.
"That's... uncanny," Kai remarked.
Mrs. Cates joined the two outside. "Maybe you've got meta-human powers," she teased.
"Pff - fuck that!" Dana replied light-heartedly. "Oh, sorry!" She added to Mrs. Cates upon realizing the she was in the presence of an old person..
"It's quite all right, dear. We used to say 'fuck' when I was your age too," the old woman said.
"Well, thanks again, Dana," Kai said as they completed their business.
Dana delivered another sandwich, three days later.
"Any trouble finding me?" Kai said with a wink as he opened his wallet.
"You know, it's the funniest thing," Dana said excitedly. "I actually had a couple more of those hunches! I was starting to think that maybe I am getting mother fucking super powers. But then it just stopped. Weird, huh?"
"That is weird," Kai said, handing her some bills. "It could be, though. Has anything changed in your life recently?" Dana shrugged.
"Forgive me for asking," Kai said thoughtfully, "but has anything changed in your sex life?" The young woman's excited, friendly demeanor was instantly replaced by a storm of ire.
Dana thrust the delivery bag into Kai's chest. "Take this sandwich and shove it up your ass, you perv!" she said, and stomped off.
Chapter 2
Dana was bored. The cable was out and the Internet with it, so that meant no TV and no video games. She had already finished the stack of books that she had borrowed from the library, so reading was out. Calling a friend? Benny would be asleep by now, and Char was too mopey about her breakup. Go for a walk? Well, a mugging would certainly cure her boredom. Drive somewhere? Meh. Her mom wasn't even home - as if she could ever be that bored.
She was deliberately avoiding the option that her body kept putting at the top of the list. Her pussy had been nagging her for attention a lot lately - demanding to be touched. With the exception of the one sleepless night, she had always found a suitable distraction, but now she had nowhere to escape. "For fuck's sake, fine!" She said to herself as she stepped out of her pants, lay on her bed, and began to play with herself.
She found that she couldn't start right off with the little tugging circles that had done so much for her last time. Her clit wasn't ready for that kind of stimulation yet, and without her slippery secretions there really wasn't much to feel anyway. Stroking her labia seemed to be a good first step, though. Her clit tingled its awakening. She tried pinching her nipple: a memory pulled from a sex ed class, perhaps, or maybe a friend's morning-after story or a movie sex scene - she had never paid much attention to any of them. She immediately felt foolish and stopped.
Clit-circles were working now that she was wet. Dana was more relaxed about the situation this time - now that she knew she was at least capable of having an orgasm. Still, it was annoyingly slow-going. Another idea popped into her head - a technique from a book, she thought. She changed into a robe and went to the bathroom.
After getting the water temperature right, Dana lay down in the tub and pressed her ass up against faucet end. The strength of the water's sudden pounding on her pussy was a pleasant surprise. She spent the next few minutes experimenting with changing sensations brought on by minute shifts in her pelvis.
I must look fucking ridiculous, Dana thought to herself, as she tried to find comfortable positions for her legs. The combination shower/bathtub was barely adequate for a comfortable shower - they clearly hadn't had this in mind when they designed it. It's not supposed to be this hard. Most kids masturbate several times a day, don't they? It can't possibly be this hard for them!
Despite her complaints, the water was doing its work: Dana was feeling excited - aroused - and that excitement just kept growing. She was relieved not to be limited by her hands' stamina this time. In fact, suddenly aware of her idle resources, Dana tried slipping two fingers into her hole. They went in easily and they felt good - really good - but her arm blocked too much of the thumping sputter from the faucet that promised to get her off. Maybe next time I'll sneak a carrot from the kitchen, she thought devilishly. I wonder what Mom would think if she saw me coming out of the bathroom with a carrot?
Dana began to moan softly. For the first time, she wasn't in a hurry to finish and find something else to do. For the first time, she was enjoying the act of masturbation, just for what it was. She was confident that she would come soon; she welcomed it. But she didn't mind taking her time.
The water level was creeping up her cheek, threatening to spill into her open mouth. The drain was open, but her ass was preventing the water from leaving the tub. Dana lifted her hips to let the water drain, and immediately discovered just how right it felt to thrust her hips into her lover, such as it was. "Huh!" she gasped, over and over, as she fucked the stream of water. Her orgasm approached her steadily, like an old friend spotted from across the park. When it reached her it hugged her hard, and everything right happened. Her pussy pulsed, her thighs came together and her abs tightened. Her whole body felt satisfaction, and even happiness. Oh fuck it, she thought, as she rubbed her thumbs across her nipples, until the joyous concert in her body went quiet.
As Dana turned off the faucet, she considered what suspicions her mother might have had, if she had been in the apartment. The bath faucet sounds different than the shower, and in a typical bath, you would turn off the water and bathe for several minutes before exiting. What conclusions would her mother reach? Dana didn't even have time to wonder whether her mother was home: no sooner did the thought cross her mind than she knew where her mother was: getting out of her boyfriend's car after sloppy drunk kisses, and staggering up the stairs. There was no doubt in her mind that she was correct. And it happened right after she came.
Kai opened the door and was surprised to see Dana standing there, once again in her Stellar Deli uniform. "Dana!" He said. "Did I order a sandwich? I don't remember..."
Dana ignored the question and declined the opportunity to point out that she wasn't actually holding a delivery bag. Instead she pushed her way inside and closed the door. "Why did you ask me about my sex life the other day?" Dana asked impatiently.
Kai answered apologetically: "Look, Dana, I'm sorry. It's none of my business, and I..."
Dana cut him off. "Just tell me what you know, pig fucker!"
Kai sized her up: she was afraid and excited - in unfamiliar territory. He sat on the couch and motioned for her to join him.
"My girlfriend had super powers," Kai explained. "For two or three days after an orgasm, she was invulnerable and could fly. Cause little earthquakes. It faded if she went without for too long. When we first met she was pretty inhibited, sexually: she didn't know how to ask for what she wanted, and she wouldn't try new things. As she came out of her shell - started having more satisfying sex - she became more powerful. It was a crazy whim, but I thought that maybe that was happening to you."
"You dated Quake Girl?" Dana asked, no longer aggressive, but now matching Kai's solemn tone. "What happened to her?"
"Remember that comet a year ago?" Kai asked. "NASA built the rocket to get her there, but Julie destroyed it. She never came back." Kai's voice grew wispy and light glinted from a tiny buildup of moisture in his eyes.
"I never knew," Dana said. "Why didn't they say something? She saved the planet and those sacks of frog shit in the government, or the media, or whatever, didn't think to mention it? God damn, that's fucked up!"
Kai smiled and pulled himself back together. "Anyway, that's all in the past. Was there something going on with you that you'd like to talk about?"
"Well, yeah, kinda..." Dana's sea of freckles disappeared into the blush on her face. "That finding people thing? I did it again. I did it right after having an orgasm."
"That's amazing!"
"It's infuriating!" Dana exclaimed.
"I don't get it. Why is that a bad thing?" Kai asked.
"It's a giant cosmic flaming dogshit kind of joke," Dana said. "Look, you know how everyone is either straight, gay, or bi? Well there's a fourth option: asexual. Some of us are born just having no interest in sex, and we live happy lives never having to deal with all the drama. There are documentaries and everything. Asexual - that's me. That was me. Except lately out of nowhere I've been getting these craptastic teen soap opera urges THAT I DON'T WANT. I couldn't fucking fight it, and so I..." Dana's voice got quiet for a moment. "I masturbated." She returned to her normal rant: "And THAT'S what gives me super powers? Dante better get to work on an appendix for me!"
Dana waited for Kai's reaction.
"Okay, wow," Kai said. "Well, I'm sorry that this clashes so hard with your sense of identity. Especially your sexual identity. That's got to be hard. But it is still pretty awesome. Even if you never masturbate again, you haven't lost anything. But on the other hand, maybe as you adjust to your new situation, you can be everything you are now and more."
Dana harrumphed a reluctant acceptance of Kai's advice.
"I do wonder why your sexuality is changing now though," Kai wondered. "Has anything else changed lately in your life?"
Dana shrugged. "I graduated high school and started working full time instead of part time," she said. "I still live with my mom in her shithole apartment. I still have the same friends. No radioactive goo or sunspot exposure that I know of." After a moment's though, Dana added, "I did just switch to a new medication, but I'm pretty sure we would have heard of it if antidepressants gave you super powers."
"Hmm. They don't give you super powers," Kai said, "but some of them do suppress libido. You said you switched from one type to another? How long were you on the old ones?"
"Like, since I was ten," Dana said. She explained when she saw Kai's look of surprise: "My mom use to enroll me in those horrible child beauty pageants. She says I developed a bad attitude, and that's when she took me to the shrink and he put me on the meds. My mom is seriously bipolar, so it was only a matter of time before it hit me."
"What made you change to the new medication?" Kai asked.
"I don't know," Dana began. "My mom came back from the shrink and she said he thinks I should try a new pill. And then... OH MOTHER FUCKER! Oh my god, I'm going to go tie both of them up, and bury them together in the deepest septic tank in the world if they did this to me on purpose." Dana took a moment to collect herself. "She said she thinks I should try a new pill, and then she started raving about how she wants grandkids some day."
A few minutes of online research supported Kai's theory: Dana's old medication was known for dampening sex drive in 25% of the population, while her new one was anecdotally reported to increase sex drive.
Dana said that she had to leave - she had gone way over her break from work. "If you ever want to talk about this stuff, I'm available," Kai offered.
"Thanks," Dana said on her way to the door. "Maybe in return I can teach you how not to be such a pussy in Kriegswaffen." She gestured toward the XBox, which had been showing the game's statistics page the whole time they had talked.
"I'm sorry, 'pussy'?" Kai challenged.
Dana responded with swagger. "Dude, rank 14? When you boot up the game, how many latrines do they make you dig before you're allowed to shoot anyone?"
"Are you sure you've got the skills to back up that smack talk, deli girl?" Kai teased back. Dana flipped him off with both hands and then strutted away.
That night, Kai got a friend request from the gamertag MentrualBomb.
Chapter 3
"Let's try to capture Bravo," Dana said to her team. She, Kai, and her friend Benny were playing Kriegswaffen online together. "It looks like our other squads are keeping them busy, so I think it's undefended."
"I'm in a plane right now, so I'll give you air support," Kai said.
"Excellent! A crashing airplane will distract their balls off!" Dana replied.
Kai defended himself: "Hey now - I don't crash that... Aw fuck. Spawning on you. Fuck you."
Benny chimed in: "Shit, I've got to go, guys. Catch you next time."
"Later," the remaining two players said.
After making sure that Benny was gone, Dana changed the subject. "So I saw my shrink. He was surprised that I was mad. He said he had explained all the risks before I started taking the pills. As if saying 'decreased libido' to a ten year old who's just been told she's going to be as batshit crazy as her mom counts as informed consent."
Dana stopped talking briefly to perform rude gestures at the enemy players she had just killed.
"... And he knew I considered myself asexual. He couldn't have put two and two together? Maybe given me a heads-up during puberty instead of letting me make a misguided outcast out of myself? Anyway, I fired him. If I had the money, I'd sue him. I hope he gets a burning inflammation of the anus that never goes away."
"Anything new going on with your power?" Kai asked. "Do you think you can control it?"
"Nah," Dana said. "It seems to have faded away. I guess it's been too long."
"So you haven't gotten off lately?" Kai asked. "It kinda sounded just now like you were warming up to the idea of being sexual."
"Eh, it's just too much fucking work," Dana said. "Like I want to take an hour of my day to get all sweaty and fuck up my wrist just for four seconds of pleasure. I still say the rest of the world is crazy for buying into that bullshit."
"An hour seems like a long time," Kai said. "I bet you just need practice. It'll get easier and quicker. Of course, the other option is to get someone else to do all the work. You're a beautiful woman - I bet there are tons of guys out there who would be eager to take the time to make you come."
Kai had more he wanted to say, but the game suddenly demanded more of Dana's attention. "Mother fucker! That cock-sucking sniper got me again! That's it - he's on my list. Dude, you have no idea what kind of hurt is heading your way!"
Benny Minor was stunned. He was sure he had heard the words right, but he kept turning them around in his head, looking for a more realistic interpretation. His best friend, Dana, had just told him, "I think we should have sex."
Deciding she had waited long enough without a response, Dana elaborated. "I think it's time I see what the big deal is," she said. "You're my friend, and I trust you. And you know what you're doing."
That last statement wasn't quite as truthful as Dana thought. Since their friendship had begun in the sixth grade, Benny had told a few white lies regarding sexual experiences he had never had. The lies had sprung from a variety of different needs over the years. At first, they were an attempt to impress her, so that she might find him a more worthy suitor. Later, it was to mask his shame that he, a guy with an unusually large sex drive, was on the same level as his friend who actively avoided sexual pursuits. Eventually, Benny didn't even think of it as lying any more, so much as sharing his fantasies with his friend. Despite having never slept with a girl, Benny figured he was close enough to an expert: he had spent years and years watching porn.
"So, do you wanna?" Dana asked. She was sitting on his bed, leaning against the headboard. The curvature of her boobs distorted the otherwise orderly lines of her plaid shirt. Her baggy pants made no effort to hug the curves of her hips, and yet they somehow revealed them. Right there, below her hips, between her thighs, was the pussy that Benny had whacked off countless times thinking about. Yes, he wanted to.
"Yeah! Yeah," Benny said, and sat on the bed with her.
"So, ah, how do we start?" Dana asked.
"Um, take off your shirt and lie down," he instructed her. Her boobs looked fantastic, contained for the moment only by her plain white bra. Were they bigger than he had expected? No, he decided. He had seen her partially dressed before, of course, but never like this: never with the expectation of touching them. Benny climbed on top of her and grasped a tit with each hand before leaning in and launching a machine-gun sequence of kisses on her face and neck.
Benny briefly planted his lips on Dana's. She did her best to mimic his actions, having never really thought about the details of kissing. But Benny couldn't ignore the feeling that his mouth had better places to be. He pulled down on the cups of Dana's bra, and once she assisted by wiggling free of her shoulder straps, Dana's marvelous femininity - part 1 - was exposed to him. He sucked on one nipple while kneading the other boob with his hand. He switched back and forth, several times, giving both breasts equal time. Her nipples were so wonderfully soft and pink. He delighted in shoving them around with his tongue.
Soon Benny gave in to the siren call of her pussy and started removing Dana's pants. He had to stop, once they were bunched around her ankles, to take off her shoes first, of course. Her panties were disappointingly bland, but they cut such a lovely shape against her otherwise naked pelvis. Benny stripped off his own clothes eagerly. At the same time, Dana finished removing her bra, and hung it on the bedpost, figuring that the symbol might make a nice memory for her friend.
"God, Dana, you've got me so hard!" Benny said. Kneeling by her feet, Benny grabbed his cock and gave it a couple wanks, thrusting his hips forward to give his partner a good show. Dana's look of wonder, which Benny took for awe over his meat rod, was due, rather, to surprise at the bizarre rituals of the bedroom that she had never suspected existed.
"Are you ready?" Benny asked with a bit of showmanship as he pulled Dana's panties down. This was it - he was finally going to see Dana's pussy.
It didn't look like he expected. For one thing, it was covered with hair - more than he had ever seen. It wasn't just a big bush at the top: she had hair all up and down the sides of her opening, too. The many layers of skin were recessed and wrinkled. He pulled her lips apart as if peeking through drapes, only to find more slightly pinkish weirdly shaped skin. This wasn't the gleaming smooth pussy of the nympho coeds he was used to seeing on his computer. Still, there at the bottom was her fuck hole. A disappointing appearance wouldn't make it feel any less marvelous.
Benny starting moving up closer to Dana between her legs.
"Um, do you think you could lick me?" Dana requested.
Benny wrinkled his nose. "Ah, you're really hairy down there. Let's just skip that for now."
"Oh," Dana replied.
Dana could see that Benny was positioning himself for the big act. She couldn't help but think that they had missed a few steps along the way. "There are some rubbers in my bag," Dana told Benny. "I bought them in case you were out."
"Oh, right - you're not on the pill," Benny observed. He was disappointed at having to wear a rubber - everyone knows they don't feel as good. But that was a temporary thing: now that he and Dana were together, she could start taking the pill right away and they wouldn't have to put up with rubbers for long.
Dana watched as Benny unrolled the condom onto his dick. There was still good length of it rolled up at the base of his dick when he was done. Was that right? Is it supposed to unroll all the way? Best not to ask - she didn't want to make him feel bad if his dick was smaller than normal. Benny knew what he was doing. Sure, his claims about the girls he'd slept with were undoubtedly exaggerated, but at least he wasn't a total beginner like her.
Finally Benny took position on top of Dana, resting his weight on one arm while he guided his cock into her hole with the other. He repeatedly had to readjust his angle, and sometimes tug her skin, to get it to go in. It was slow going.
Dana winced. "It hurts," she informed her lover, much like she would have told her dentist the same thing.
"That's okay, it's supposed to hurt a girl's first time," Benny explained. "It'll get better."
Dana wasn't so sure. This wasn't a stretching and tearing pain like one would expect from a broken hymen. She wasn't even sure if she had a hymen - if so she'd never noticed it before. This was the chafing and pinching of rubber on dry skin. Maybe Benny was right, though - maybe it would get better. She gritted her teeth and put up with it.
Eventually the lube from the condom smeared around enough that Benny could slide his cock freely inside her. Dana found the sensation curious. There was something filling her up, moving around inside of her. It wasn't unpleasant anymore - it felt kind of nice - but it wasn't causing the sort of excitement, the building sensation, that the bathtub faucet had made her feel. Her body eventually clued in on what was going on and started releasing lubricant of its own.
For Benny's part, he was in heaven. His cock was being gripped by something warm and slippery - a very different feeling than his hand. He was acutely aware of Dana's tits pressed against his chest. He could look down at her lips and the soft skin of her face. He could smell the girlish fruity scent from her shampoo. But mostly it was the girl-flesh wrapped around his cock, rubbing him toward ecstasy, that dominated his mind.
"God, Dana, you're so fucking tight!" Benny said. He had actually expected a pussy to feel much tighter. He knew that Dana was a virgin - she had never even masturbated before - so he worried that the problem might be with his own endowment. His mojo began to fail as he wondered that, so he quickly banished the thought from his mind. "Fuck yeah, Dana! I'm going to fuck you so hard!"
Dana shifted position under the machine-man pumping on top of her, and then experimentally tried squeezing down. She had, as far as she could figure, exactly one thing she could do to influence the sex she was having, so she might as well see what it does. Squeezing and releasing a couple times made the sensation a little bit different - she wasn't sure if it was better. Then she tried squeezing and holding it for as long as she could.
"Whatever you're doing, Dana, it's amazing! Don't stop!" Benny said. Most of his weight was pressing down on her now, and he was humping her faster than ever. "I'm going to come! Oh god, I'm going to come inside you! I'm going to come! Ahhh!" Dana felt a new kind of pulsing inside her. She imagined the rubber filling up with Benny's fluids, squirt after squirt, as he panted unmoving on top of her.
Long after the pulsing stopped, Benny stayed like that on top of Dana, breathing hard right next to her ear. When he finally moved, his soft dick slipped free, leaving him to pluck the soggy condom from Dana's pussy.
"Hey, uh, before we do it again, do you think you could shave first?" Benny asked. "You can use my razor."
Dana blinked at Benny's request. "I'm going home now," she said, keeping to herself her doubts about whether she even considered him a friend any more.
"It was god damned awful!" Dana told Kai on the phone a short while later. "I don't understand why any of the fucktards of this world put themselves through that crap!"
"Tell me what happened," Kai said, pulling his underwear up. Dana's call had interrupted Kai's own erotic pursuits with a home made German video of a young couple fucking in an easy chair.
"Okay, like, the instant I even suggested sex, he got stupid," Dana explained. "I could almost see the brains dripping out of his ears. And then he got on top of me like a big slobbery dog. And then he started to kiss me, and I was thinking, 'okay, well this is how it's supposed to start', but then he immediately stopped and played with my tits forever instead."
Kai interjected, "Has this guy ever actually been with a naked girl before?"
"Yes!" Dana exclaimed. "He's been sexually active since he was fifteen. He's had plenty of experiences! I wouldn't have chosen him if I thought he didn't know his way around!"
"Huh," Kai said with some reservation.
"So then we get naked," Dana continued, "and it's clear he's about to ramrod me, and I'm thinking, 'wait, isn't there supposed to be some foreplay first?' I was pretty sure I wasn't ready. So I asked him to go down on me first. And you know what he said? 'No, you're too hairy, so I don't want to.'"
Dana sighed. "I should have stopped him. All the omens were pointing toward disaster. But I was, I don't know..."
"You were hurt," Kai volunteered. "Your best friend, whom you had trusted with a very delicate intimacy, had just callously hurt your feelings."
"Yeah! The douchbag!" Dana agreed. "I mean, yeah, in hindsight I know I should have shaved - I know it's disgusting. But I haven't had to think about that shit ever before in my life. How about a little slack?"
"It's not disgusting, Dana; it's natural," Kai said. "It's just not what they show in centerfolds. This guy's expectations are fucked up."
"I guess," Dana said. "So anyway, then he stuck it in, and it ... fucking ... HURT! The rubbers said they were lubricated, but it didn't feel like it. It felt like he was shoving unfinished wood up in my cooch. It stopped hurting after a while, but it didn't feel good or anything. So he plowed me for a couple minutes, and then he just stopped. He collapsed on top of me, and he was breathing really loudly right into my fucking ear, and he just stayed like that. When he finally got off of me, the rubber stayed behind, sticking half way out of my snatch."
"Dana, you need to go to the clinic and get a morning after pill, first thing tomorrow," Kai said sternly.
"No, it'll be fine..." Dana said dismissively.
"Seriously," Kai said. "Tomorrow."
"Maybe," Dana said, sighing like a teen being lectured by a parent. Then she laughed, "So then, he says something about doing it again, because, like, the experience had been so amazing why wouldn't I? It was all I could do to leave without punching him in the throat."
"Where is this kid now?" Kai asked. "I need to go kick in his door. And his teeth."
"No, it's okay, I'll take care of it," Dana said. "He really is a good guy. And I guess he's still my friend. He just really let me down."
"Well, I'm sorry to hear it went so badly," Kai said. "But let me ask you something: Name three things that turn you on about Benny."
Dana stammered. "Well, ah, he's my friend. And he's pretty good at Kriegswaffen. And we like the same books..."
"The next time you think about having sex, ask yourself that question," Kai lectured. "If you can't come up with real answers, don't do it."
"Okay, but..." Dana began to reply.
"What about when you masturbate?" Kai asked over her protest. "What do you think about then? Do you fantasize about guys?"
"I think about how long is it going to fucking take to finish?" Dana said bitterly.
"I think that might be your problem," Kai said. "It's possible to have an orgasm purely from physical stimulation, but it's hard - for anyone. But if you can get the mental and emotional parts mixed in, it becomes so much easier and more enjoyable. I think you just need to find what turns you on."
"But nothing turns me on!" Dana said with great frustration.
"I'm not so sure," Kai said. "Maybe. But don't you owe it to yourself to try?"
Dana was silent.
"Here's your homework: Go out, read some smut stories, surf some porn. Find out what revs your motor. Peek in on every corner of the sex ecosphere and don't judge yourself. If you find out you're into bald guys, or tentacle rape, or My Little Pony, whatever it is, that's cool. Once you find it, your sex life will become so much more rewarding."
"One problem," Dana said confrontationally, "I don't have a computer. I refused to be one of those used-tampons who look at porn on library computers."
"No smart phone?" Kai asked.
"Dude, I deliver sandwiches, and all the money I make goes to Mom for rent," Dana said.
"Okay, I'll tell you what," Kai said. "I've got a spare computer. I'll set it up in the guest bedroom for you. Any time you want to come over and use it, you're welcome to. I play basketball at the gym three times a week, if you'd prefer a time when I'm not home."
"You are such a perv!" Dana told him. "Do you always invite teenagers to come feed their beavers at your bachelor pad?" Neither Dana nor Kai knew whether she was serious.
"Dana, I'm just trying to help. Do you really not get that?" Kai asked.
"I do..." Dana admitted. "It's just... I don't know."
"It's late. I need to get to bed," Kai said. "The offer stands, if you feel like giving it a try."
Chapter 4
Dana clicked through a never-ending sequence of erotic artwork. She was turned on - at least she thought she was. Her pussy was only a little bit wet, but it wanted her to know that it was on alert: when she needed it, it would be ready. Her left hand rubbed absently on top of her panties while her right hand navigated the web page.
Kai had left a few bookmarks for her to get her started. The professional porn videos didn't interest her at all: they seemed stupid and fake. The two homemade videos she looked at briefly had promise, but she wasn't ready to spend that much time on any one thing yet.
One of Kai's bookmarks had been to a "Rule 34" site. Rule 34, she learned, states, "There is porn of it. No exceptions." Sure enough, from Sherlock Holmes to Spongebob Squarepants to mathematics, for every topic she could think of, someone had drawn a dirty parody of it.
A link from that site had lead her to where she was now, a site filled with more traditional erotic drawings and paintings. Some were celebrities, but most were original characters, or perhaps un-famous friends and loved ones of the artists. This interested Dana. This was worth looking at.
She clicked past a few more pictures, without really thinking about them. Then she backed up one. It was a drawing of two men, kissing. They were both shirtless, slender, and young. They were clearly in love. And one had his thumb looped in to the front waistband of the other man's jeans. That detail intrigued Dana. Her eyes danced around the artwork for an unknown length of time, until she realized that her pussy was leaking through her panties. Her clitoris was stiff and peeking out from its hood. Dana dipped her fingers in her own wetness and slid them upward until they glided over her clit. She shivered with the power of the sensation. Too much, but oh so good!
Dana teased the base of her clit, testing how to stroke it just right. The slippery girl juice on her fingers made it heavenly, but even so, she had to be gentle and indirect. She was sure that a great volume of her embarrassing fluids were soaking into the office chair's foam cushion, but she didn't care right now. This was what she had been searching for - this felt right. She had found the Holy Grail. Her slick wet fingers danced across her clit, over and over, while she watched her two lovers from the painting, perpetually on the verge sexual explosion themselves. Dana came, and for a few seconds it didn't seem like it would ever stop. She felt satisfied. Not angry, frustrated, or fatigued - just satisfied. "Thank you, boys," she whispered when she was done.
When Kai arrived home, Dana met him at the door wearing a gigantic grin and holding a cold beer in a glass stein. She offered it to him as he entered.
"Thanks, but I need water," Kai said. "But help yourself." With a shrug, Dana took a sip.
"You look happy," Kai observed as he poured himself some water in the kitchen. "Did everything go okay?"
"I came twice while you were gone!" Dana said, like a child showing off her report card to a parent. "And then I spied on you," she added impishly.
"Really?" Kai said, impressed. "What kinds of things did you see?"
"I don't really 'see' anything - I just sort of know things about whoever I'm concentrating on. It's like how you know things in a dream, sort of. Like at one point, I knew that you were on the court, trying to keep someone from getting past you. And I knew there were other people around. And the room was really fucking huge - way bigger than a basketball court."
Kai nodded. "There are four courts in that building, and a running track. Wow, that's impressive. Does it work with people you don't know? Can you tell what the President is doing right now?"
Dana took on a look of concentration for a moment. "He's in a room with a dozen other people sitting around a table. He's frustrated. He's not in Washington. Utah, I think? Does that make any fucking sense?"
Kai did a quick Internet search from his phone. "He is, in fact, in Utah this week," he said. "How about the Prime Minister of France?"
"No fucking clue who that is, dude," Dana said.
"Just curious how it works," Kai explained. "What about my neighbor, Mrs. Cates? You delivered a sandwich to me at her place. You've only met her once, right?"
"I've seen her a couple times," Dana said. "She's cooking something on her stove. Four cats are hovering around her. I guess they must be hungry."
"Amazing," Kai said. "Does Benny have a car? Can you tell where it is?"
Dana concentrated again. "Nope. Complete fucking mystery."
"Interesting," Kai observed.
"This is really cool," Dana said. "Thank you so much for helping me. Hey, some of those smutty stories were really good. Would it be cool if I printed some out before I leave?"
"Help yourself," Kai answered. "If you run out of paper, there's more in the drawer under the printer."
Interlude 1
The stylist finished up with Julie's hair and handed her a mirror. She loved it. As captivity went, she was mostly treated quite well. "Thank you, Paul, it's lovely," she said.
Also visible in the mirror were two of Julie's guards - right now, Sunny and Katarina. Any time she was away from her cell, or any time her chastity belt was removed for biological necessities, at least two guards would stand within arm's reach, ready to subdue her. Doctor Hephaesta knew her prisoner's power: she knew that even a quickie orgasm, unsupervised, might give Julie the power to escape. Even if she couldn't escape, Julie might choose to shake the earth and bring the ceiling down on her underground lair. Of course, Doctor Hephaesta had built the lair underneath one of the most densely populated cities in the world, just to insure against that option.
Octavio was sitting on the table when Julie was lead into the procedure room. He was wearing a suit, but the top several buttons of his shirt were undone. "As beautiful as ever!" Octavio said. He leapt to his feet and approached, kissing her hand. Meanwhile, two technicians removed Julie's sun dress and chastity belt.
"Good afternoon, Octavio," Julie said.
"Please tell me today will be the day," Octavio implored. "Please let us finally make love as a man and woman should. Let me appreciate the real you, and let me give you experiences from your wildest dreams."
Julie smiled politely. "No thank you, Octavio."
"I just don't understand," he told her. "You know that she'll take what she needs from you. Why not allow yourself some human comfort in the face of the inevitable?"
"It's a matter of principle," Julie explained, not for the first time. "I will not willingly feed my power to your boss' machine. She'll just have to keep raping me."
"That makes me sad. Farewell, then," Octavio said, and left.
The technicians strapped Julie down on the procedure table, and put her feet in the stirrups. Doctor Hephaesta would be along shortly with "The Tool".
Chapter 5
Dana was getting used to easy orgasms. She found that she liked to start by browsing drawings of couples being intimate - especially two men. After a little of that, she would read some erotic short stories, touching herself along the way. At that point, she could pretty much come whenever she wanted: it was easy. She even had enough memories of the drawings and stories that she could summon them to mind and get herself off without the computer or her printouts. On the days that she didn't visit Kai's apartment, Dana took many baths.
She did make an effort to keep sampling other types of porn out there on the Internet, if for no other reason than to justify continuing to come to Kai's apartment. So far none of the fringe stuff had appealed to her. Mostly she just liked the fairly mainstream stuff: couples together having intimate sex. Romance was a plus. She was also zeroing in on her "type": male, definitely; tall; athletic; smart and kind. Ideally, blond....
It was an accident that Dana found Kai's memoir of his sex life with Quake Girl. He had published it to the Internet after the Quake Girl sex tape had gone viral, in an attempt to set the public opinion right about his lost love. Dana had found it reposted as just another erotic story. She couldn't believe how much it turned her on, even though it made her cry at the end.
And then there was the video. She shouldn't watch it, she scolded herself; but she watched it anyway. The sex was a huge turn on, and whoever had edited the multiple camera views together had done an excellent job. But what truly amazed her was that all through this video of a chipper petite Asian chick getting banged by three guys, you could really feel how much Kai and Julie loved each other.
Dana wanted that. Something like that could probably never happen to her, but she longed for it anyway.
Kai was coding furiously when Dana knocked on the door with his lunch order. The client had demanded a last-minute change before tomorrow's deployment. They couldn't wait until the next release, and they couldn't postpone this one. Kai needed to make the change now, and it had to be perfect.
"I think I've figured out my 'type'..." Dana said leadingly, as she and Kai exchanged money and food.
"That's awesome," Kai said with uncharacteristic distraction. "I'd love to hear about it, but I can't right now. Work emergency."
"That's cool," Dana said with a hint of disappointment. "Is it still cool if I come over tonight and use your guest room?"
"Absolutely," Kai told her. "But if it makes a difference, I'm going to be home. I'll probably be working all night."
"Okay." Dana said.
Later that evening, Dana was lying on the bed in Kai's guest bedroom. She had tried surfing porn and masturbating, but for once she found she wasn't in the mood. Maybe it was Kai's presence in the apartment, or maybe it was his nervous energy. Or maybe something else: Who the fuck can tell? She mused. Instead, she read a Heinlein book from the library, and periodically focused her exotic perception on Kai in the next room.
Kai was in the home stretch on his work effort. If the database query he was writing returned the expected number of results, the rest of the plan would fall into place. It still could be wrong, of course, but there was no time for proper testing. Every once in a while he heard a popping noise, but he put it out of his mind. There was probably something wrong with the apartment's pipes or something. Whatever it was would have to wait.
Kai had just flopped into the couch with a beer in his hand when Dana emerged from the bedroom. "All done?" she asked cautiously.
"Yes, thank god," Kai replied.
Dana wasn't sure what to do. Is this an opportunity? She asked herself. Should I sit next to him? How close? Maybe the chair would be better. Should I kiss him? Or maybe just get on my knees and blow him? Is that what a girlfriend would do when her man just finished a stressful day? She wasn't his girlfriend, she reminded herself. Is that what a girl who wanted to be his girlfriend but wasn't in his league would do? She also didn't know the first thing about blowjobs. I'd probably just make a clusterfuck of it and make him hate me.
"Beer?" Kai offered. Dana shook her head.
"So what's up with you? You said you've made some discoveries?" Kai asked and gestured toward the couch. Dana sat a half-seat away from him.
"Yeah. I think you were right - I just needed to figure out what turns me on. I think I'm ready for a mulligan on my virginity," Dana explained.
"Not with Benny...?" Kai joked.
"Fuck no!" Dana replied.
"Well then, got anyone in mind?" Kai asked. The stress of the day had been slowly bleeding off, but it was clear that he was still wound tight.
Dana slid right up next to Kai, her heart beating quickly. "I was hoping it would be you," she said. Summoning all of her courage, she put her hand on his thigh. "I know you're experienced - you'd know how to do it right. And we like each other and I trust you." She looked down. "And I'm attracted to you like no one else. I mean, if you find me attractive."
Kai put his arm around Dana, and took her hand in his. For a split second she thought he would kiss her, but he didn't. "You're absolutely stunning," Kai began. "Any guy would be lucky to have you as a friend, much less a lover. But I'm not sure I can give you what you're looking for." His face took on a far-away look. "You know I..."
"I know you're still not over her," Dana interrupted. "I wouldn't ask you to give that up. But don't you get lonely? Couldn't we be together, just for tonight, without dishonoring what you and she had?"
Kai looked in her blue eyes and considered. He smiled. "Maybe we could - but not tonight. Like you said, you deserve someone who's going to do it right, and I am just way too tired right now."
Dana nodded, disappointed.
"I'll tell you what," Kai went on, "let's plan to go out tomorrow night. No promises or expectations, but we'll see where we end up. Sound good?"
"Yeah, sounds good," Dana said.
Kai cradled her head and pulled her into a kiss. It was a strong, assertive kiss, even if it only lasted a moment. A warm flash swept through Dana's body.
"I'll make reservations at Hideo's," Kai said, standing and leading Dana to the door. "It'll be a chance to dress up."
Dana couldn't believe how good Kai looked in his suit: he looked like he belonged in a fashion magazine. Dana herself was wearing an outfit almost entirely borrowed from Benny's mom. Despite her current tensions with Benny, his mother was thrilled to finally get a chance to treat her like the daughter she never had. Her sleek red dress was restrictive in unfamiliar ways, and the kitten heels they had settled on were a challenge to her coordination. None the less, she felt pretty, and she thought she saw that reflected in Kai's eyes.
Hideo's was not the sort of restaurant for casual vulgarity, but despite her best efforts, Dana slipped repeatedly. Kai told her about some of the ins and outs of the software business. It struck her as odd that a guy who's so clearly smart and knows computers so well could be so astoundingly mediocre at Kriegswaffen, but she kept that observation to herself. She enjoyed her first taste of sushi, and hoped that that boded well for losing her virginity later in the evening. The time with Benny, she had decided, didn't count.
Standing by the bed back at Kai's apartment, he kissed her neck while removing the sparkling necklace and earrings she had borrowed. It made sense, she supposed - you wouldn't want to risk any snags while engaging in whatever sort of primal acrobatics they were about to perform. This is it, Dana thought, amid shallow breaths and quickened heartbeats. He's getting ready to fuck me. It wasn't anticipation she was feeling: it was anxiety.
In front of her now, Kai ran his fingers through her hair and studied her face. Dana wouldn't meet his eyes.
"I know," Dana said self-consciously, "my face is all splotchy."
"Your freckles are beautiful," Kai contradicted her kindly.
"Nice of you to say," Dana argued, "but my face is a mess." The floodgates of her insecurity flew open: "My nose is too small, my hips are too wide, my hair is stringy, and my tits are freakishly pointy. Honestly, if you want to just put a pillow case over my head while we do it, that's probably for the best."
Kai tried to soothe her. "Dana, none of that is true. You're gorgeous."
She still wouldn't meet his gaze. "Can we just get on with it, please?"
"Dana, we're not going to have sex tonight," Kai declared. "Why don't you lie down and let me give you a back rub?"
At first, Dana hurt by Kai's rejection; but she quickly realized that he had made the right decision. She was making it impossible to have the kinda of evening she hoped for, and he knew it. She surrendered as Kai took off her shoes, unzipped her dress, and began stroking her back. His touch was intimate: friendly, perhaps even loving, but not sexy. It was like nothing she'd ever felt. She had no misgivings when Kai removed her dress and began touching more of her body. She drifted off to sleep in trust.
Kai woke up to Dana's lips kissing his. It was light out. Birds were chirping. The two were lying side by side in his bed.
"Oh good, you're up," Dana said.
"Well, yeah...," Kai replied with a smirk.
"It looks like you're ready, so fuck me now," Dana commanded. She pointed at Kai's dick which was morning-wood hard. He had gone to bed naked the night before, after Dana had drifted off, figuring that it would help make Dana more comfortable in the morning.
"Are you sure you're ready? Are you sure this is how you want it to happen?" Kai asked.
"Dude," Dana explained, "I've dripped like a quart of pussy juice onto your sheets, staring at your cock and thinking about what it would feel like inside me. I'm ready."
Kai gave her a quick kiss. "Okay. Let me just pee and brush my teeth first."
"Fine," Dana said impatiently.
Dana watched when Kai returned from the bathroom, his rock hard cock leading the way. As soon as he was back on the bed, Dana climbed on top of him, moving her hips around until his shaft was pressed up against her labia and butt cheeks. She kissed him fiercely all the while, and grabbed his shoulders. She had never hungered for a man like this before - never even known that she could. She had certainly never expected to feel this free expressing these new feelings. But this was right. Kai wanted her, too; she could feel it in his throbbing member and in his lips and hands.
Kai's doubts about whether Dana was ready this time were quickly put to rest. He could feel the considerable wetness of her pussy as she painted it up and down his shaft with her gyrations. Her eagerness was beyond that of any woman he had ever been with. He grabbed her ass and groaned.
"I'm about to fuck you so hard...," Dana whispered into Kai's ear. Without waiting for a response, she rose up onto her knees and started feeling around below her for Kai's member. Kai grabbed his cock himself and helped position it near her hole. Dana had to rise up even further - onto one knee and a foot - before she had enough height to overtake the cock head. Kai steadied Dana with one hand while holding his dick still with the other as the two found their final alignment, and then they shared a look, and a smile. Then with slow, comfortable ease, Dana lowered herself down, pushing her lover inside her.
It felt good. It was what her body had been wanting all her life, even though she hadn't known it. It was what her body was made for. And more than just her body: there was some abstract part of her - an almost spiritual part - that felt correct for the first time.
Kai watched the minute changes in Dana's face with joy as she reacted to this new experience. Gradually, she began to move up and down, rewarded by the feeling as she learned what it really meant to fuck.
"Your tits are perfect," Kai said matter-of-factly as he caressed a nipple, his other hand still squeezing Dana's ass. Dana chuckled and kept bouncing on his cock. Her pussy was smooth and hairless, Kai noticed. He never would have criticized if her muff had been hairy, but he certainly did prefer it this way.
The hard flesh moving inside her was doing something to Dana. It was different than her fingers or the bathtub faucet. Those had been focused on her clitoris, she realized, but this was touching her in a deep, slow, powerful way. This was the bass line and the drum beat of sex, she decided, and not the guitar. Sounds escaped her mouth, not easily classifiable as grunt nor moan.
"If you're getting tired, you can keep your legs steady and just tilt your hips back and forth for the motion," Kai advised. "Or I can take over." Dana tried what Kai had suggested, and immediately she felt like a whole new world opened up to her. Now the pounding in her tunnel was joined by the most amazing friction on her clit. The whole band was playing now and she was dancing up a storm. She leaned forward some more and wiggled her hips to and fro faster, giving her clit all it had ever wanted.
"Damn, Dana - you really know how to move your body!" Kai complimented.
A moment later she was panting, still on her hands and knees above Kai and he thrust his cock rapidly in and out of her cunt. Something broke free inside of her - it was an orgasm, like the ones she had had before, but more complex. She was overwhelmed by sensations. Her body did things it had never done before. Her skin tingled despite the most satisfying warmth in her core. Her pussy squeezed Kai's cock gratefully. A tiny bit of drool threatened to escape her lips. And did she just pee? No. Well, probably not - whatever. Ripples of awesomeness kept sweeping through her body.
And then suddenly she was on her back, with her legs wrapped around Kai and he was pounding her. Was she still coming? Maybe. It was hard to tell. Whatever it was felt great. This moment was about his need - she could see it in his eyes. It was something fierce and primitive. But there was something else, too. Love? Could it be? Whatever it was, it was just for her, she knew.
She wasn't still coming, Dana decided, right as she began to come again. She moaned as she let the amazing clockwork of her body turn its gears and give her pleasure.
Kai grunted as he let go of his own restraints. Fluids moved within him and then gushed out in rhythmic pulses into his lover's belly. Relief and joy saturated his consciousness for a few seconds while he finished his ejaculation.
For a moment, the two lovers were still, lying next to each other. Then suddenly, Dana erupted into laughter. Kai gave her a questioning look.
"We sort of forgot something," Dana said, pointing to the box of condoms on the nightstand.
"Oh crap, Dana, I'm sorry," Kai began.
"No, it's okay. It's better this way," Dana said. "I mean, I'm sure as fuck going to get a morning after pill," Dana added upon seeing Kai's nervous reaction, "but I like that you came inside of me. I'm full of your spooge." Dana touched her finger to Kai's nose playfully.
Dana felt a different sort of relief as she sat on the toilet and emptied her bladder. She had been so comfortable lying there in Kai's arms, reflecting on the sticky mess between her legs. She hadn't felt any sort of need to pee while she and Kai were doing it, but as soon as she was relaxed and certain she didn't want to move, it became annoyingly urgent.
"Dana!?" Kai yelled from the bedroom. He sounded alarmed. Was this another weird sex behavior that she didn't yet understand?
"Cool your jets, dude, I'm taking a whiz!" Dana yelled back.
When Dana walked back into the bedroom, Kai was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at her with an unreadable expression on his face.
"What?"
"Dana, what the hell just happened?" Kai asked.
"Ahhh, I peed?" Dana answered, humoring his bizarre question.
"And before that?"
"We had sex," Dana joked. "You remember, there were grunts and squirting things."
"But how did you get to the bathroom?" Kai pressed.
"I walked," Dana said with a little less patience than before. This was getting stupid.
"Did you?" Kai asked again.
Dana didn't actually remember getting out of bed and walking to the bedroom, but that's hardly surprising. Everyone's days are full of little moments that they don't remember, even minutes after they happen. How else would she have gotten there? What the fuck was Kai's problem all of the sudden?
Kai connected his eyes to hers and explained. "Dana, you didn't get up from the bed and walk. One moment you were here, then there was a 'pop', and then you were gone. I had no idea what had happened to you. I think you might have teleported...."
"No...," Dana said dismissively. In a fraction of a second, Dana's mind went from "that's ridiculous" to "it does sort of feel right." Just then, with a pop, she found herself back in the bathroom.
"Holy fuck!" Dana said excitedly as she ran back into the bedroom.
"Wow...." Kai said. "I've never heard of anyone with teleportation powers. I don't think you're going to be working at the deli for long."
Interlude 2
Julie contemplated the strange popping noise. She was in her cell, reading a chemistry journal. They had sent Poppy in to guard her closely the first time it happened, ten minutes before, so whatever it was had her jailers spooked. It was probably just a glitch in their surveillance system, Julie figured.
Chapter 6
"Wake up, dude - she's alive!" Dana shook Kai awake. She had a towel wrapped around her and her hair was soaked. As Kai's consciousness returned, he decided that he was sure that Dana hadn't been in his apartment when he had gone to sleep that night. Dana had been practicing her teleportation over the last week, but usually she allowed Kai some degree of privacy.
"What are you talking about?" Kai said, reaching for the bedside lamp. The clock showed 1:12 AM.
Dana answered excitedly. "I was just at home getting myself off - you know, recharging my powers. And I was thinking about..." Dana hesitated. She wasn't sure how Kai would react. "You know that video of you and Quake girl and those other guys?"
Kai nodded.
"I sort of watched that a couple times. Don't be mad. But anyway, I was thinking about that when I came, and then my mind just sort of locked onto her. Dude - Quake Girl is alive. She's in a room in some kind of huge bunker or something. At first she was alone, but now there's a guard standing next to her."
"Where?" Kai asked with sudden intensity.
"Southern Asia, I think," Dana said. "I could figure it out if I had a map. I don't think she's in any danger, but I'm pretty sure she's a captive."
"You are fucking amazing," Kai said. "Okay, keep watching her. Try to get a feel for any schedules you can - when she's least guarded, that sort of thing. Absolutely do not try to teleport to her. I'm going to reach out to some people."
The rescue went about as well as could be hoped for. With a pop, Dana appeared in Julie's cell with Tire Iron Thom. The guard, Sunny, instantly sprang to action, but her knee was shattered with a blow from Thom's namesake weapon. Her block would have been sufficient to protect her against any normal attacker, but she just couldn't resist Thom's superhuman strength. Dana woke Julie up while Thom watched the door for reinforcements, and then the three of them disappeared before the knockout gas could saturate the room.
Back at the construction site that was their rally point, Julie leapt into Kai's arms.
Thom patted Dana on the shoulder. "That's some talent you've got there, kid. Ever think about joining the game?"
Dana's face lit up at the praise. "I'm not really sure what I'm going to do yet," she answered.
"Well, if you ever want to talk about your options, Kai knows how to get a hold of me," the veteran hero said.
Kai and Julie ended their embrace to talk to the others. "Thom, I can't thank you enough," Kai said, shaking Thom's hand.
"Yes, thank you for saving me, Thom!" Julie added.
"It was the least I could do, Quake Girl. The whole world owes you."
Julie smiled meekly. "Do you think you could give me a hand with this?" she said as she hiked up her dress and revealed her carbon fiber chastity belt. With a quick yank, Thom broke the lock and freed Julie.
"See you both around," Thom said, and then leapt into the sky and flew away.
"Thank you very much, too!" Julie said to Dana. "I'm Quake Girl."
"This was Dana's very first rescue," Kai offered.
"He's been coaching me," Dana added playfully.
"I want to hear all about it!" Julie told Dana. "But," she added, turning her attention to Kai, "I think I should get charged up as soon as possible. Doctor Hephesta knows where we live."
Julie didn't miss the awkward look passed between Dana and Kai. Studying their faces for a moment, she looked at Dana and added, "Maybe you'd like to join us?"
Dana's face was flush with embarrassment. She looked to Kai for guidance. He just smiled and nodded. With another pop, the three were back at the apartment.
"So, are your powers charged up like mine?" Julie casually asked as she took off her dress near the bed. "Charged up by sex?"
"Yeah..." Dana said, distracted by the strangeness of her situation. "I called Kai a perv and told him to fuck off when he first suggested it. But he was right." A comfortable shiver passed through Dana as she watched Kai take off his shirt and pants.
Kai turned to Dana and put his hands on her shoulders. He looked into her eyes with his own shining blues. He could have done anything - anything in the world - to her right then; she would have let him.
"This is something you want?" Kai asked. Dana nodded dreamily. Kai went on: "I'm going to focus mostly on Julie at first. Like she said, we need to get her charged up just in case. But after that, I promise you'll get plenty of attention. Okay?" Dana nodded again.
Julie pulled back the bed covers and sat down. Dana stood frozen. She couldn't believe all this was happening. If someone had told her it would a few weeks ago, she would have punched them for such a flagrant lie. Kai touched Dana's cheek and then set about undressing her: first the buttons on her outer shirt, then her inner shirt, then her pants. He kissed her while he unhooked her bra, and then he smiled at her breasts. And then he turned his attention back to Julie.
Kai removed his underwear before lying next to Julie. And then, for a strangely long time, they just looked into each other's eyes while his hand moved absently on her hip. Julie's smile became naughty and she began stroking Kai's half-hard penis. They started kissing as Kai applied his hand to Julie's pussy.
Dana moved around to the other side of the bed to get a better view. Kai's hand was mostly covering the outside of Julie's sex, but the tips of one or two fingers may have intruded deeper. Over the next minute or two, her pumping and his rubbing became more and more animated, until it seemed like they were actually being violent toward one another. It was obvious even to Dana's inexperienced eyes, however, that they were treating each other exactly how each of them wanted.
Julie broke their kiss. "Okay, now," she said hungrily. They seemed to both know exactly what to do. Julie got up on her hands and knees on top of a towel that she put down, and Kai moved behind her.
At first, Kai slowly rubbed his dick along among the folds of her pussy. "Oh, Kai, I've missed you," Julie moaned. And then he put it in - just a little bit. He fucked her for a while with just the head of his cock, and she groaned with need. And then he started delving a little deeper with every push, always pulling almost completely out before diving back in.
Soon, Kai was sinking his rod all the way into Julie on every stroke. How her tiny body accommodated such a thing was still a mystery to Dana. Julie's moans became louder and shriller, until Dana was sure that Julie had just had an orgasm, but her moaning didn't abate. Kai closed his eyes and fucked his long-lost soul-mate, uttering, "I love you so much, Julie." Then Julie's moans went up another octave. Their bodies were shaking, as was the bed and possibly the apartment building. Finally, Kai came, rocketing load after load of sperm into Julie's receptive body. Kai and Julie kept moving their bodies, slow-fucking even after it was clear that Kai had emptied everything he had. It reminded Dana of cool-down stretching after rigorous exercise.
Julie sat on the towel and wiggled - another bedroom ritual that Dana didn't understand. Soon, though, it became clear: she was pushing the bulk of Kai's come out onto the towel. Kai then lovingly wiped her down with the unused portion of the towel, folded it up, and set it on the floor.
Then Kai surprised Dana by scooping her up into his arms and setting her on the bed. He crawled between the two women, spooning with Dana. He began by kissing her shoulders. One of Kai's hands - the one coming from under her neck - was caressing the tops of her breasts. The other was gliding around her leg, hips, and belly. His hands could do no wrong. Every once in a while, his hands would get achingly close to her pussy, or her nipples. Dana kept anticipating that touch - longing for it - almost crying for it. But it never came. Whatever Kai was doing felt so good, but the anticipation was driving her mad. She squirmed and moaned continuously.
"Are you enjoying yourself?" Kai asked Dana in a soothing whisper.
"Uh-huh," she answered in a gasp.
"But...?" Kai asked.
"God mother fucking damn it, Kai, you know exactly what you're doing to me!" Dana blurted. "You're killing me!"
"Is there something you'd like me to do to you?" Kai teased, still whispering.
"Yes, you sadistic shit!" Dana answered. "I want you to fuck me! I want you to split me open with that magnificent dick!"
"I can't do that," Kai said in a normal tone of voice, "not yet. But I bet I can still find a way to take care of you." That's when Kai thrust his hand into her wet panties and pressed hard against her pussy, lighting Dana's body on fire.
A moment later, Dana was screaming into a pillow while Kai licked her cunt. She wasn't coming, but everything she was feeling was just so overwhelming - even more so when he slipped a finger up inside her. If she did come, Dana figured she'd probably shatter into a million pieces.
From somewhere far away, Julie asked, "Would it be okay if I touched you?" This other woman - practically Dana's role model in recent days - was lying right next to her with a thoughtful smile on her face. When Dana nodded her permission, Julie didn't reach for her breasts or her lips or whatever else would have happened in the porn videos. Instead, Julie held Dana's hand, and gently stroked her forearm.
Kai's tongue continued to dance with Dana's clit: holding it close, and pushing it away; twirling; lifting; moving in unison. Meanwhile, inside her pussy, Kai was doing something - Dana didn't know what. It wasn't the same feeling of pressure and motion as when they'd had sex: it was something different - something more precise. Kai was winding her body up like a spring.
"Maybe if Dana's willing, you can teach me how to do that?" Julie asked Kai.
Kai looked up from Dana's pussy to answer, but before he could get a word out, Dana exploded. Several jets of fluid shot out from her cunt: the first into Kai's eye. Kai blinked hard and tried to wipe his eye clean with one hand, but the other hand never stopped stroking Dana's G-spot. For the next thirty seconds, Kai finger-fucked Dana through her screaming orgasm, unable to see.
"Okay, please, please... that's enough," Dana said finally when her body had no more to offer her.
"Well you've definitely got a type," Julie teased as she handed Kai some tissues.
"Oh fuck. I'm so sorry," Dana told Kai. "I don't know where that came from. I didn't even need to pee when we started."
Kai smiled at her. "It's not pee," he said. "It's female ejaculation. Some girls squirt. Most guys find it pretty damned sexy."
Dana laughed with a hint of frustration. "How the fuck have I never heard of this?" she asked. "So what you're saying is that sex is even more messy and disgusting than I thought?"
"Welcome to the club!" Julie responded.
Julie told her story over dinner. The rocket had actually been designed to bring her back to Earth - if it could survive the destruction of the comet. It was damaged, but her pilot did a miraculous job of getting the vessel back on course home. She died to a capsule rupture a few hours from Earth.
"Major Tonya Weathers," Julie said, suddenly emotional.
"Communications were out," she continued. "From there, all I could do was wait and hope for rescue. When it came, it wasn't NASA or some other country - it was Doctor Hephesta's people."
Doctor Hephesta, Julie said, had seized the opportunity to take Julie captive while the world thought she was dead. She somehow found a way to channel Julie's power into some machine. Julie didn't know what the machine did, but she knew it wasn't altruistic.
Julie wasn't phased to learn that a secret video of her pre-flight orgy had been the year's #3 download. It was problematic that Kai had revealed all of her secrets in his letter to the world explaining the sex tape, but Julie wasn't about to get upset over something so small after all she'd been through.
As the evening wore on, sadness weighed down more and more on Dana's mood. Despite her admiration for Julie, and the thrill of hearing about Julie's epic adventure, it became even more obvious to her that Kai and Julie were completely, unshakably in love with each other. There was no room for her.
Dana did her best to keep a happy face, but sometimes she slipped. It was during one of those moments when Julie locked a compassionate brown-eyed stare on her that made her feel incredibly vulnerable. Dana tried to look away, but Julie wouldn't let her.
"Hey..." Julie told her, "it doesn't have to end. Whatever you and Kai had? I don't... We'll figure something out, okay?" Julie took Dana's hand in hers, and then Kai followed suit by grasping Dana's other hand.
"We'll figure something out," Kai reaffirmed.
Dana remained a part of Kai's sex life - and Julie's as well - for quite some time. Eventually, Dana became more comfortable with dating and her dalliances with Kai and Julie became less common. Dana's friendship with each of them never faded.
Dana did become a crime fighter, mostly providing transportation and information to stronger and more durable heroes. She took on the name Victory Girl, and she absolutely delighted in her fans' well-intentioned suggestions that it wasn't an appropriate name. She also started a lucrative career providing "research" for private eyes and bounty hunters. She kept her methods a secret, however.
Quake girl went right back to fighting crime as well. She couldn't keep her identity a secret and keep dating Kai, so she didn't even try. Julie announced their upcoming wedding at her first press interview.
Kai never did get any better at Kriegswaffen.