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 Playing Games or While The Dick's Away, The Jane Will Play
(Games)WARNING:The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY,
and contains descriptions of explicit sex.  If you are not an adult, or
reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual
nature - do not read any further!  This story is for entertainment only. 
It contains adult oriented material.  This is a work of fiction.  The acts
and characters contained within are figments of my imagination and have no
basis in fact.  I do not practice, advocate, condone or encourage acts
portrayed here.  The characters in the story are entirely fictional.  You
need to believe that all of the characters are over the age of
eighteen.This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without
the written permission of the author.  This story may be freely distributed
with this notice attached.* * * * * * * * * *

   This story is yet another outlier, not a part of the ongoing saga of
"Service With A Smile" or any of the other tales in progress.

   The inspiration: After I played a Wii for the first time, coupled with
my erotically-oriented mentality, I wondered what would happen if someone
developed a sex game?  And who better to test it out than Mr.  Marcus?  * *
* * * * * * * * Because of my effective communication skills and pleasant
demeanor, and because my boss likes to dump "special projects" on me in
addition to my normal duties, I worked last year with a college senior
intern.  Andy was quite bright, articulate and not bad looking.  He
reminded me of me - when I was younger.  After he graduated, he got a great
gig with a national company whose headquarters was out-of-state.  North
Carolina, I think.  Unfortunately, that left his now-junior year girlfriend
stranded here while he was away.  On his frequent trips back to the
Midwest, we'd chat briefly.  After all, Andy wanted to spend most of his
time catching up with Cassie.  Which meant fucking until they were both
exhausted.  Andy fessed up once, when he looked like he'd caught the flu.
It was actually sexual exhaustion.Andy had shown Cassie off a few times,
when she stopped by our office for a lunch date with him, or when she
picked him up after work.  But we never spent any time together.  I barely
recognized her when she showed up at my office door one night, just at
quitting time.  Anyone would call her "the girl next door," dark brown
tight curls bobbing as she tilted her head, a cute face with tiny nose,
black bellbottom slacks, and a yellow blouse with darts where breasts would
normally be.  Did I mention she's flat as a pancake?"Hi." Her face was
radiant, with a contagious smile.  "Remember me?""Of course." My lack of
skill with names choked off a reply.  Then it clicked.  "Carrie?""Cassie."
Her face turned red, as if me forgetting her name was her fault.  "What's
up?  Is Andy back in town?" Maybe she was planning to escort us on a triple
date.  Not a date really, just three of us at dinner."Nope.  He's still
down south.  I miss him so much." She hugged herself and crossed one foot
over the other.  "Andy talks about you all the time.  You two are close,
right?  You had dinner together sometimes?""Yep.  We enjoyed talking about
all sorts of things." Andy had a particularly good grasp of technical
concepts.  We'd spend hours lingering over a meal, just to chat about
technical stuff, like human-machine interfaces and artificial intelligence.
Never about Cassie, come to think of it."Really?  Then maybe, you know, we
could go out.  For a movie, I mean?  Or dinner?  Or order in." She had this
lost puppy expression in her otherwise bright blue eyes.  "I'm kind of
lonesome." Her arms remained wrapped around her slender torso.I stood up
from behind my desk and considered my reply.  Harriett was away - again -
and my only plans were surfing for new porn online, or maybe breaking out
Zenellis's hard disk drives, building a RAID array, and surfing the
father-with-different-daughter videos from the Wisconsin conference.  My
curiosity about those captured scenes had become stronger with time.  I
liked Andy too much to do anything sexual with Cassie, and I decided I
could use the company.Before I could agree, Cassie spoke, "We don't even
have to go out," she pleaded.  "We can stay in.  I can do popcorn and
everything."It was the "do everything" I was scared of.  Could I control
myself, alone, with an obviously horny young woman?  The only saving grace,
despite Cassie's cute face, was her missing chest.  Checking out her tits
left me limp.  If I concentrated on that part of her anatomy, I'd never
achieve an erection.  "Sure, why not?  A friend of a friend is a
friend.""Wow.  Did you make that up, just now?" Her eyes were wide with
anticipation."Nah, I probably heard it somewhere.""Andy has a huge DVD
collection.  How about we go to his place?  He told me he got a new flat
screen TV, but I haven't seen it.  It showed up just before he left.  We
can order in."Flat screen, flat chest.  A perfect flat couple.  "Fine." I
grabbed my suit coat, slung it over my shoulder and followed Cassie to the
elevator.  She sure knew how to wiggle her hips.  Think tits, I coached
myself, not ass.Cassie and I drove to Andy's condo in my car.  In profile,
she continued to show no depth of chest."Nice coupe?  Is it new?" she
asked."Two years old.""It even smells new." She leaned towards the
dashboard and sniffed.  No overhang from her bosom.  Great!The building was
about eight stories tall with clean, modern lobby.  I'd always met Andy at
our mutual choice of restaurants.  On occasion, I'd drop him off, but I'd
never been inside.  "Nice place.""Yeah, his uncle owns it and rents it to
him for almost nothing."A short elevator ride put us on the third floor.  A
wrapped box sat at the door to Andy's place.  Cassie bent over and picked
it up.  I tried to ignore another of those repetitive ass shots.  She
scowled at the addressing.  "To Andy from Keiko.  Bitch!" Cassie put her
hand to her mouth, as if she was embarrassed to use the word in front of
me, or out loud, or both.  "Keiko lives in my house.  She's been after Andy
ever since she met him at one of our parties."Evidently Cassie was a
sorority girl, with sisters who were acting anything but sisterly.  After
Cassie unlocked the door, she tossed the package on an entry shelf fitted
with coat hooks.  The apartment was overly warm.  "For a smart guy, Andy
can be sooo stupid." She confronted an electronic thermostat.  "The jerk
locked it.  Sorry.  Make yourself comfy."Andy must have set it before he
left, during an obnoxious cold snap.  She shed her jacket.  I did the same.
I caught Cassie glancing at the package on the entry shelf.  She rubbed her
hands, as if they were itching to open it.  It certainly wasn't to remove a
chill.  "How about that movie?" She fingered the DVD cases on shelves that
covered an entire wall.  "Hmmm.  American Pie, unrated version.  I didn't
know Andy had this."From a nearby table littered with carryout glossies,
she tossed me a folded pizza parlor brochure, and then her cell phone. 
"Spinach and mushroom for me." I've never carried a cell phone, and never
will.  No one needs to contact me that urgently.  I called in an order for
a large half-sausage/half-spinach, with mushrooms across the whole thing.I
waited for Cassie to make the promised microwave popcorn before I put the
DVD in Andy's player.  My stomach growled, and not from hunger.  Watching
an unrated version of an overtly sexual movie was not smart, but objecting
to Cassie's choice would raise the issue of "Why not?" and then I'd have to
confront the issue out in the open, also dangerous.  Better to just let the
fantasy play out on-screen and behave myself.When Cassie returned with
popcorn in a big bowl for us to share, I hit PLAY.  The wide screen was
stunning, with a crystal-clear picture.  Almost too clear, too detailed. 
The popcorn was the extra butter kind.  Our hands slid against each other
in the bowl.  The frequency of contact was too high to be accidental. 
Cassie was timing her grabs.  Each time I reached in, so did she, massaging
my fingers instead of grabbing popcorn.  Somehow, we ended up holding
hands, slippery hands.  I released and extracted my hand from the bowl.  I
couldn't help myself and licked the yellow coating from my fingers.  Cassie
followed suit and giggled.  This was fun for her, and pleasant for me too.
Pretty soon we were licking our fingers after each sampling.When my eyes
returned to the screen, I sat upright.  The movie had reached the scene
where the buxom female strips in the stupid kid's bedroom and the stupid
kid watches from another friend's house via a webcam.  The jerk could have
been in his bedroom, witnessing the display in person, or maybe even
scoring with the excited female, but noooo, watching it remotely with his
buddies was some nerdy version of erotic.  In the regular theater version,
the camera cuts away after she unhooks her bra, but in this unrated one,
the bra explodes off her massive chest.  What tits!Cassie yanked her hand
from the bowl and fumbled with the control.  It slipped from her grasp. 
She got down on her hands and knees, ass waving.  She finally got it in
hand and frantically pressed buttons.  She must have hit pause because the
image froze on the screen - large succulent tits with pointy nipples. 
Cassie was like a deer in headlights, as immobile as the photo on the
screen.  More button pushing turned the screen black.  Cassie's face was
bright red.  "I had no idea-"Cassie was obviously quite embarrassed.  "I
should go." I shifted my weight to stand."No, wait.  Don't leave.  Not
now." She put one hand on my shoulder and one on my knee.  That was just
enough to unbalance me and plant me on the couch.  "It's just that I'm
sensitive about, you know, these." She put her hands where there should
have been tits.  Again, she glanced at Andy's gift from Keiko.  When she
dropped her hands, handprints remained.  She glanced at my groin.  "Oh my
God.  I've stained your clothes."Dark patches the shape of her fingers and
palm decorated my pant leg.  I couldn't see my shoulder, but expected the
same."The least I can do is wash them.  Take off your shirt and pants."The
dilemma: get undressed and risk something with Andy's girl or come home
with a young girl's hand prints on my clothes, stains I had no clue how to
remove.  "You sure you can get these out?""Absolutely.  I'm taking advanced
chemistry."What that had to do with stain removal, I couldn't guess, but
she seemed confident.  I stripped down to undershirt and boxers under her
intense watch.  I felt silly putting shoes and socks back on, so I didn't.
When I handed her my shirt and pants, she smiled.  "At least you'll be
cooler."I was still quite warm, as much from embarrassment as the
apartment's environment.Cassie's face brightened.  "I know!  Andy bought a
Wii.""A what?""It's the hottest game console." She tossed my shirt and
pants down next to the couch.  Snippets of information came back to me. 
I'd read a news item that some folks using the Wii controller, kind of a
stick with a wrist strap, accidentally chucked the things at walls, out
windows or at other people when the wrist strap broke.  "I'm not much into
games." No way my clothes were going to get clean, lying in a heap."But
this is different.  Come on, just try once.  Bowling?  Baseball?"The
thought of dating vernacular got me flustered.  First base?  Third base?  A
home run?  I shook my head.  She took that to mean 'no.'"Boxing?" she
asked."I could never lay a hand on you." I could, but my conscience would
never allow it."Tennis?"I tired of the recreational inquisition. 
"Fine."Cassie showed me how to hold the stick, and what the buttons did. 
Then I spent fifteen minutes creating my character, the one that would
appear in the games.  I tried to match my hairstyle and clothing
preferences.  Cassie already had a persona loaded on the machine.  It
looked like her, at least a little.  On screen, it was flat-chested
too.Cassie kept turning her head away from the screen.  Because of her
fixation with Andy's gift from Keiko, I won the match handily, despite
Cassie's previous experience and my beginnership.  Surprisingly, the amount
of physical exertion to play pretend tennis was draining, maybe even more
than real tennis, although that had never been my sport.  The place was
even warmer after our match.  The doorbell announced the arrival of our
flat round repast.  "Let me get it," she said.  "You're not dressed."In my
t-shirt and boxers, she was right.  Normally I'd be wearing jockey briefs,
but I hadn't done laundry while Harriett was gone, so all of my normal
underwear was wilting in the basement.  The boxers were an ancient gift
from Harriett.  Fortunately, it covered my dick better than jockeys.Cassie
answered the door and paid for our dinner."You didn't have to do that," I
said."Do what?" She scratched her head and mumbled.  "Your share is $12. 
I'm a big tipper."I'd emptied my pockets onto the dining room table when I
gave her my pants so I paid her back immediately.  I make a habit of not
being in debt.  We sat at the table, taking slices from our respective
sides of the pizza.Cassie fetched an open two-liter bottle of soda from
Andy's fridge.  No pressure on her blouse as she bent and poured two
glasses.  The diet soda was also flat, perhaps because the bottle had been
open in Andy's fridge, and he'd been gone - how long?  - a week.  From my
vantage point at the table, I spied Andy's toolbox, a six-drawer green
metal cupboard for all of his tools.  Andy bragged that there wasn't a tool
he didn't own.  It sounded like Cassie believed Andy's tool was hers and
hers alone.  No sharing with Keiko or anyone else.Cassie looked up from a
meatless slice.  "So, tell me, when you were dating, did you have one
girl?" One at a time, usually.  "I dated around.  Why?""But when you met
your wife, was that exclusive?  I mean, after you got serious?""Yes.  Her
and her alone." Harriett was a real prick teaser, too.  Barely played
around with me.  Made her seem more exciting than she was.  I had no idea
she wasn't being coy, just reluctant.  Boy, was I a sucker."Andy and I are
like that.  Serious.  We make love every night.  Which is why," she stared
back at the entry shelf, "Andy getting a gift from that slut upsets me so."
Her hung her head.  "And she's one of my sisters!" Then her body began to
bounce with deep sobs.The crying got progressively worse.  I stood and came
around the back of her chair.  Rubbing her shoulders didn't work, but it
did get her attention.  She stood and faced me.  The dark curls hung limp
around her face.  I took her in my arms to comfort her.  She looked up with
pleading eyes.  She leaned in and tilted her face up, positioning herself
for a kiss, our lips just inches away.  Nope, I wasn't going there."I'm
soooo lonely." Her voice was breathy, sensual, in sharp contrast to her
girl next-door look.  Her forehead was dotted with beads of perspiration.
Her eyes were shut, her lips puckered.  She was hot, at least, physically -
and maybe that other way too.  I checked out her chest to calm myself.After
waiting for what seemed to be an eternity, she opened her eyes.  It must
have clicked that I wasn't going to kiss her.  Or anything else.  "I don't
know about you, but I'm boiling.  Do you mind if I change?" she asked."Into
what?  Do you have clothes here?""Sure, for when I stay over.  Don't you
think we do that?  We're a couple." I needed to repeat that fact to myself.
I liked Andy too much to mess with his girl.  "Go on.  You look like you're
about to faint."She walked towards the front door, as if drawn to Keiko's
package, then made a sharp turn to what I suspected was Andy's
bedroom.Cassie returned in a strapless six-inch band of thin blue material
that acted as a tube top and a pair of matching panties.  All of the
important parts were covered, thank God, but there was still a lot of skin
showing.  With no tits, the band lay flat.  "No worse than a bikini,
right?"I hadn't stopped wiping my brow of sweat ever since we'd arrived. 
Cassie's outfit didn't help.  "Yeah, sure." I refused to think about Cassie
in a sexual manner.  She was Andy's girlfriend.  I was doing nothing but
keeping her company.  My dick had other ideas and got a bit inflated, but
nothing my boxers couldn't hide."I can't stand it!" Cassie bolted to the
shelf.  Her panties clung to her round buttocks as she jogged.  Paper flew
in shreds.  She ripped open an envelope attached to the plain brown
cardboard and held up the contents.  "Dear Andy, Thanks for last Friday
night." Cassie looked up.  "Andy said he was at a poker game on Friday. 
Boy's night out, he said." She continued reading.  "Playing around with you
was great - she spelled it G-R and the number eight." Cassie's face was
red. "I got this sneak preview of a brand new game.  Maybe we - she spelled
it Wii - can play around some more, soon.  XOXO, Keiko." Cassie threw the
plastic cartridge onto the table.  "Who the fuck does she think she
is?"This time, no remorse for swearing.The game cartridge had a big sticker
on the front, BETA 3.1, but no branding.  I read the prose on the back
sticker out loud.  "Barbey Island Rescue.  Barbey is stranded on a deserted
island.  As Kenny, rescue her and earn your rewards.  The faster you save
her, the hotter the action.  Rated X.  Not for under 18."Cassie was still
red-faced.  "The last thing I need is a game starring some overstacked
bimbo.""Tits don't matter," I said.  'It's what's inside." I pointed to my
heart and then to my head."Really?  That's so sweet." Cassie's smile
returned in slow motion.  "Okay, let's try it."Huh?  Cassie and I playing
an X-rated video game?  Bad idea, but how to refuse without divulging the
root cause of my reluctance?  My root was still flaccid, thank goodness. 
"I don't have much experience.""Please?" Cassie batted her eyelashes.It's
only a video game.  How bad could X be with cartoon characters?  "Okay, one
time."I sat back as Cassie bent over to insert the cartridge.  Without her
clothes, her body was on display: thin waist, full hips and two round ass
cheeks peeking out of her blue panties with lace trim.  Any movement seemed
to cause her panties to crawl up into her crack.  My dick inflated
involuntarily, just a bit more.Despite the fact that we'd both created
avatars, screen personas, this game wanted more information.  For Cassie's
character, it asked for breast size."Great!  Since I'm pretending to be
Barbey, I'll make myself a little bigger." Cassie specified a busty 38C.A
little?  I used my controller to specify my character.  The game asked for
a new attribute for me as well - penis length.  I clicked on the arrow
until the number read "8.""Good, we've both exaggerated.""I didn't." Shit,
did I say that out loud?Cassie swallowed hard and sneaked a covert peek at
my crotch before she handed me my controller.A digital counter in the
corner of the screen appeared to limit the time to solve the puzzles and
save Barbey.  I pressed START.  "PHASE ONE BEGIN" appeared on the screen.
My cartoon avatar stood on the beach of an island.  A forest of trees began
behind the beach, blocking the view of the island's interior.  On the
ground a few feet away was a large ax.  As I moved with the controller, my
on-screen body pivoted.  The timer began a second by second countdown.  A
mechanical metal mouse scooted up to me and stopped at my foot.  I ignored
the artificial rodent.  Looking out at the water, another island was
visible in the distance.  I heard a chimp sound, ooh, ooh, oohing, then my
character wobbled on screen.  I turned to see a monkey clinging to a tall
palm tree by one arm and two feet.  He threw a coconut at me and hit me
square in the forehead.  My character fell, lifeless.  PLAY AGAIN? 
flickered on the screen."You're right, you're not very good," she said.I
wasn't about to quit that soon.  I hadn't done anything yet.  "Once more."
My pride forced me to press YES."This time, for us Homo sapiens," she said
to encourage me.My musing about why we weren't Hetero Sapiens, like
heterosexuals, was interrupted by Cassie's slap of my ass.  "Beat the
monkey."Did she know that was a euphemism for masturbation?  This time, I
ducked three coconut projectiles.  Defeated and out of ammunition, the
monkey shook a fist and swung off into the distance.  I heard a squawk and
turned towards another tree.  A bird in the upper branches of a palm
repeated its call, and then flew down.  It pecked at my head, my face, and
my body, delivering a relentless series of fatal punctures.  I died.  PLAY
AGAIN?  the screen read."That was quite a pecker," said Cassie.Wait until
she saw mine.  Hold on, she wasn't going to see mine.  She was Andy's girl.
What was I thinking?  "I hate these games." I let the controller fall to
the floor.  "They're stupid.""No, don't give up." Cassie bent at the waist
and retrieved my controller.  There was that ass again.  My prick pulsed.
"It's a puzzle.""Right, an arbitrary series of actions and reactions. 
There's no logic in it." If I'm a student of something besides accidental
sexual encounters, it's logic."Try again." Cassie held out the controller.I
crossed my arms.  "If you're so enthusiastic, you do it."Cassie jumped to
the challenge, grabbing her controller.  She stood in front of me,
partially blocking the screen.  Her buttocks were half exposed by panties
that were working their way into her crevice.  'Tits,' I commanded
myself.In her scenario, Cassie's avatar, Barbey, stood on the beach with
those unrealistic breasts, precisely to Cassie's specification, overflowing
a skimpy flower print bikini.  "I guess it's now Barbey Rescues Kenny." She
ducked the three coconuts, a move she'd learned from my experience.  I
watched carefully to learn from her mistakes.  She picked up the ax and
began cutting down a tree.  "I'm going to build a raft.  Hang on, I'm
coming to save you." The sound of the ax striking wood seemed to keep the
bird at bay.  "See, the sound scares the bird.""That proves my point.  A
random cause and effect.""I wonder what the mouse does?" She paused to pick
up the creature.  A loud trumpeting sound and ground tremble announced a
stampede.  A herd of elephants rumbled from the forest, knocking down trees
and trampling the buxom heroine.  PLAY AGAIN?"Good job," I said.  "Much
more elegant to die by elephants than by a thousand small pecks."I took my
control from the coffee table.  "Maybe I can just swim there."When my turn
started, I headed straight for the water.  The game knew I was swimming,
even though only one hand held a controller.  The coconuts fell short of
their target.  A few dozen yards out, I saw a shark fin, circling.  Shit!
No matter how fast I swam, the shark closed the gap.  My character went
under, and a red spill formed on the surface.  PLAY AGAIN?I was getting
pissed.  That's what happens when I play these stupid adventure games.  I
get involved, perhaps as a reaction to a threat to my manhood, and keep at
it until I figure out the stupid rules that came from the demented mind of
the programmer.Cassie stood with her controller but I grabbed her wrist. 
"Still my turn." Sure enough, the bird stayed in its tree perch while I cut
down trees.  It was time consuming, and the digital counter was heading to
zero quickly.  One of the trees split, a shard making a nice paddle.  I
wrapped vines around the logs and pushed the raft into the water.  The
shark appeared.  I thrust the paddle at the demon and he bit it in two. 
Then he took a bite out of the raft.  I was dead seconds later.More
attempts yielded the same result.  I'd gotten lots of practice avoiding the
monkey and the pecking bird.  It was easier to manipulate the ax and logs
and vines with the obligatory practice.  I could hack at two trees at same
time, shortening the process.  The mouse hung close, useless.  Building and
launching the raft always led to a fatal confrontation with the shark.  It
ate the paddle, a coconut I tried to choke it with, palm leaves, everything
I could think of.  "I need a better shark weapon." The next time, I took
the ax on the raft.  When the shark appeared, I swung the ax through its
head.  "There.  Now I won't be bothered." That's when more shark fins
appeared, dozens of them.  The group of Sharkey's friends ate the raft and
me even faster.  PLAY AGAIN?I collapsed on the couch."The mouse has to be
there for something," Cassie whined.  I'd been so engrossed in the game I'd
almost forgotten my scantily attired gaming partner.  She had moved closer
to me, our bodies touching.  Her lack of breast volume tended to keep me
limp, but all of that exposed skin was tempting.  My prick grew and shrank,
conflicted.  "It stampedes elephants.  Maybe if we put our heads together,
we can-" I didn't get the chance to say 'figure this out.' Cassie grabbed
my head, pulled it towards her and leaned in for a quick kiss.  Her wet
hair slapped my ears.Her face reddened.  She looked scared.  "I'm sorry.  I
didn't mean - I mean, before we almost - oh God, I've wanted to do that all
night.  Don't be angry.  It's just-""I guess that's one of putting our
heads together." Maybe the joke would break the tension.  It was excusable.
I stroked her hair.  She was horny for her boyfriend, and I was sitting
next to her in t-shirt and boxers.  "No problem.  Forgotten and forgiven."
What was I thinking about before the forced kiss?  The mouse.  That's
right. Mice and elephants?  "Aren't elephants supposed to be scared of
mice? Trying holding the mouse up."Cassie stood.  That's when I noticed
that her panties were bright blue at the crotch, and the moist area was
spreading.  That couldn't have been from our incidental kiss.  God, how
horny was she?After avoiding the coconut projectiles and the bird, Cassie
had her on screen persona pick up the mouse.  The elephants charged.  But
when she held up the mouse, they stopped and reversed course.  And in the
process, they'd felled more trees than necessary to construct a
raft."There, no need to cut them down," I urged.  "Keep going."As she built
the raft, Cassie struggled with her panties, which kept slipping due to
their drenched state.  She'd pull at them one-way, or tug the other.  After
all her effort, it looked like all she'd done was stretch them.Cassie
completed the raft and got it out onto the water.  Her body swayed back and
forth as she paddled, simulating the real motions.  I hadn't been using
body language, merely flicking my wrist to get the on screen result. 
Despite her realistic strokes, she suffered the same predictable fate -
lunch for Sharkey.  Cassie adjusted her panties, but the result left them
more embedded between her buttocks than before, and sagging at her hips. 
"Okay, smarty pants." When she turned around, her panties had slipped down,
below her slightly rounded belly, just above her pussy, dark blue except
for the top edge, which had not absorbed her cunal moisture.  A narrowing
patch of pubic hair shaped like an arrow pointed down.  I needed no
coaching where Cassie's coochie was.  Hanging low, the panties left gaps at
the creases between her groin and thighs.  I was exposed to much more of
her than necessary.  "You figure out a way past the shark." She sat back
and crossed her arms.  Sweat dripped from her hair, now a stringy mass. 
The phrase PLAY AGAIN?  throbbed on the screen, taunting me.My shoulder
drooped.  This game was physically exhausting.  The overheated room wasn't
helping my energy level either.  And a practically naked woman, flat
cheated or not, shared my space.  "One more try," I sighed.I'd thrown
everything else at the shark.  What was there to lose?  I refined my plan.
Moving down the beach, the elephants followed a curved path, knocking down
even more trees.I launched the raft in record time.  When the shark opened
its jaws, I tossed the mechanical rodent down its throat.  The shark
coughed, its eyes bulged out, and disappeared beneath the waves.  I paddled
for all I was worth towards the other island.  A small figure, I figured it
was Barbey, waved vigorously.  Dark clouds gathered above my raft, a
localized storm.  Lightning cracked.  Thunder rolled.  One bolt shot down
smack dab onto the raft, zapping me into lifelessness.PLAY AGAIN?"You
shouldn't have paddled into a thunderstorm.  Aim for fair weather.  Watch,"
she said.Cassie built the raft, and then paddled as if her life depended on
it, not like she was a cartoon character who'd get infinite chances against
Sharky.  Her hips swiveled left, then right, as she changed sides with her
controller, establishing a two-strokes-on-each-side rhythm.  Cassie tugged
at her panties, a distraction to her pursuit of rescue.  For me, also a
diversion.  Her blue panties were a faint memory, with a mere sliver of
cloth between the cheeks and around her waist.  She stopped suddenly.  I
pulled my eyes from her ass.  She'd made it to the other island by landing
further down the beach.  Cassie turned and faced me, arms above her head in
a Rocky dance of victory.  Behind her, the screen flashed "PHASE TWO
BEGIN." On screen, Barbey jumped in rhythm, large breasts practically
escaping from her bikini.  Cassie's panties threatened to slide from her
hips altogether."I did it!" With the vigorous vertical motion, the hair
arrow was fully exposed.  Cassie's panties dropped dangerously below her
rounded belly.  Without assistance, they'd drop to her ankles and expose
her pussy, something I dreaded.  It was one thing to focus on her ass, even
to the point of getting an erection.  But seeing her naked from the waist
down would be too much.  After all, I'm only human.  Or man.She noticed the
panty predicament and pulled them up.  Way up.  The material sculpted to
her cunt lips, the promise of a deep crease between them.  And then, in
slow motion, the cloth slid into the crease, her pussy lips exposed on both
sides of the tugged material.  I swallowed hard.  Cripes!  Except for the
strip of material across her chest, Cassie was, for all intents and
purposes, naked.  And my intent and purpose with naked young women has
always been clear.  My cock throbbed in my pants.  No, Cassie was Andy's
girl.  I had no right to do anything.  My prick didn't agree.The game clock
continued through Cassie's celebration and my fascination.  A buzzer
sounded behind her.  PLAY AGAIN?I decided that focusing on the game was
better than staring at Cassie's pussy.  Better?  No, but safer.  "Great
job. Let me see if I can improve on your score."I used all the tricks we'd
learned, beating Cassie's time.  I turned to examine the surroundings, just
in time to see a coconut thrown at my head by a monkey in a tree.  The same
monkey?  Stupid question, there's no logic in this game.  "Damn!"I worked
quicker with what seemed like hours of practice under my belt.  I reached
the island, prepared to duck the monkey's one, two, three attempts to crack
my skull.  There was a fourth coconut, but I ducked that one too.  Was the
game adapting, getting harder?  From the distance, I saw her, Barbey
running towards me, arms out, and breasts bouncing.  That got me harder
under my belt.  With just a few yards between us, Barbey took a step and
sunk from sight.  Her arm waved briefly above the sand, and then
disappeared.PLAY AGAIN?"Where did she go?" I asked."Quicksand, or something
like it.  The color and texture is different.  See?" Cassie pointed.She was
right.  I hadn't noticed or expected that hazard.  But that's the kind of
trick wacky game developers create.  "How was I supposed to see that
coming?" I didn't ask Cassie's permission to take another turn.  I missed
Sharky's mouth on my next try and had to go back.  Was his movement
different?With concentration, I landed on the destination island on my next
attempt.  After the monkey departed, I tried to maneuver around the
quicksand, but it stretched across the entire beach.  This time, as soon as
Barbey sunk, I was prepared and threw her a vine.  She grabbed it, holding
tight.  I pulled her out, minus her top, sandy breasts jiggling.The screen
announced "ENTERING TWO PLAYER MODE.""Oh God, I'm naked," said Cassie.She
was almost correct, and I didn't need to be reminded.  My erection waved
inside my boxers.The game clock had been reset to fifteen seconds.  Barbey
planted a big kiss on Kenny.Cassie came off the couch and stood between the
screen and me.  "A kiss for my hero." She went up on tippytoes and pressed
her lips against mine.  I bent forward, so she wouldn't feel my erection
against her belly.  Her naked belly.  Her naked belly with cunt lips
exposed just below.  God, how was I going to get out of here without
violating my relationship with Andy by violating his girlfriend?The buzzer
sounded.PLAY AGAIN?"Well, that was a lot of work, just for a kiss." I
dropped the controller."Oh, I don't know.  Not if the kiss was really
good." Cassie swayed, one knee in front of the other, a typical coy pose,
and then came forward for a second unexpected sample.  She let her lips
linger.  This time, I couldn't avoid below the waist contact.  "You're
really getting into the game, aren't you?""I guess so.  I feel
invested."You're Kenny and I'm Barbey, right?" she asked."Sure." Minus two
succulent breasts."What's fair is fair.  After I save you, you'll need to
thank me." Cassie swapped the game around, so it was Barbey saving Kenny.
"Just watch." Cassie used all of the tricks we developed to get from one
island to the other quickly.  The monkey decked her with his second
coconut. On her next try, she picked up the first miss and threw it back,
knocking the monkey from his tree perch.  "That'll teach the little
bastard."I, that is Kenny, ran towards Barbey in a loincloth, with my
package bouncing beneath.  An eight-incher, by my specification.  And Kenny
fell into quicksand, as we both expected.  Cassie pulled him out, sans
loincloth.  Also expected.  On screen, in proportion to the character's
body, it seemed more than eight inches, but it was erect and pointed. 
Cassie swallowed hard.  I was hard too.  I knew she'd noticed and even felt
it against her, but hoped she wouldn't take advantage.In two-player mode
with a grant of fifteen seconds, there was time for a kiss or two.  Cassie
curled her finger, a "come hither" gesture.  I took her face in my hands
and kissed deeply.  It felt less wrong the second time.  After all, we
deserved some reward for getting this far.  I just had to remember my
self-imposed limits.  I was not going to have sex with Andy's girlfriend."I
wonder what happens if we get there with more time?" she asked.Good
question, but whatever Barbey and Kenny did, we didn't have to mimic. 
Cassie and I became partners, dedicated to a single goal.  We collaborated
on a strategy to optimize our movements, before the game adapted and got
too hard to beat.  We optimized the raft construction by laying the vines
first and having the trees fall on them.  We chose fatter paddles for the
raft, and sheer practice allowed us to toss the mouse, anticipating the
shark's position, mouth open.On my next turn, with Cassie cheering from the
sofa, I beat my best time by about eight seconds, including extracting
topless Barbey from the quicksand.  The screen reminded us "ENTERING TWO
PLAYER MODE" with a grant was thirty seconds.The kiss became an embrace,
Kenny's hands on Barbey's bare breasts, squeezing them before the buzzer
signaling "Game Over".  We mirrored the on-screen reward, but I let my arms
dangle at my sides, for two reasons.  One, Cassie had no tits to fondle,
and two, we were approaching a dangerous boundary.  I hunched my back so my
erection wouldn't rub against Cassie again.  She grabbed my ass and pulled
me close.  I guess I should have considered my self lucky that she didn't
push me onto my back and mount me, without permission."You're not going to
let this game beat us, are you?" Cassie asked.  We were still in our
embrace, bodies close.  My dick twitched, looking for action I wouldn't
allow.  "No way." The idea of simulated sex on screen had become
intriguing. I just had to remember not to do it in real life.The game was
exhausting for me.  I hoped Cassie was getting tired, so that we'd poop out
before she accidentally put out.  We were both hot, from the physical
demands of the game, the physical temperature, and bodies exposed except
for a few remaining articles of clothing."I've got an idea," she said.  "Go
ahead, I'll tell you when."I grabbed my controller and faced the monkey,
the bird, the elephants, and the shark.  As I replayed, Cassie plastered
herself to my back as I paddled the raft, sweat on sweat.  "What are you
doing?""Cheering you on."Her hand moved from around my waist to my groin.
Her fingers diddled with my prick through my boxers.'Stop it!" The
distraction slowed me down, and I had to paddle harder to correct my course
or suffer a thunderstorm and certain death.  Well, Kenny's death.When I
landed our raft on the beach, Cassie cried, "Drag the paddles with you." As
Barbey approached, Cassie shouted, "Lay the paddles across the
quicksand."Sure enough, the bridge worked.  Barbey tiptoed across the
hazard using the paddles as a bridge.  One minute and one second left on
the clock.  "ENTERING TWO PLAYER MODE FOR BONUS GAME.""Bonus game?" I
asked.We looked at each other.  The background music changed from up-tempo
to sensuous mood music.  Barbey and Kenny faced each other, in profile, on
the beach.  These versions of the characters were not cartoon characters.
The artwork was more realistic, more sophisticated.  Barbey's tits and
Kenny's prick stuck out.  Oh yes, and that pesky bird sat in a tree as the
audience.I dared speculate on the objective of this bonus game.  "Are we
going to have sex?" I meant 'they.' "It sure looks like it," replied
Cassie.The game clock showed three minutes."We can't have sex in three
minutes!" Cassie exclaimed.She and I weren't going to have sex at all, but
I understood her point.  Timed sex was a difficult concept to grasp.  Even
a quickie takes longer than what they gave us.  Unless Barbey and Kenny
fucked at an animated rate.  After all, they were animated characters.I
removed Barbey's bikini.  Kenny did, that is.  Barbey's tits didn't sag an
inch.  Cassie, I mean Barbey, pulled off my loincloth.  Kenny's, I mean. 
The screen showed two sets of health and emotion meters.  Our health was
good, but our emotion meters fluctuated near zero.  We stood, facing each
other, and our on-screen counterparts did the same.  We didn't know which
way to position our controllers to put Barbey and Kenny in the correct
position.  Using a natural and logical motion, I moved the controller
forward and back, and Kenny humped, thumping his dick against Barbey. 
"You'll never penetrate standing up," said Cassie.  "Let's lay down."I
presumed she meant the characters, not us.  I tilted my controller forward
from vertical and Kenny lay down.  Barbey was still standing.  Cassie
tilted her controller and Barbey fell on her back, but her legs were
closed. When Cassie rotated her controller, parallel with her belly,
Barbey's legs spread.That's when Cassie went horizontal on Andy's couch. 
The couch was his.  So was Cassie.  It was difficult to remember, with her
moist pussy lips poking out from her soaked panties.  But I promised myself
I wouldn't take advantage.  Our controllers, however, were distance
sensitive, and so on-screen Kenny was laying four feet away from the object
of his desire."Come here, I won't bite," Cassie said.  I climbed between
her legs, remaining on my knees.  The on-screen twosome were now in
missionary position.  I didn't have to be poking Cassie with my prick to
make Kenny do it with Barbey.  I held my weight on one extended arm while
making gestures with my left.  Now, I'm a righty, so my left arm and hand
aren't that coordinated.  Kenny jerked and wobbled above his prone sex
partner.  The timer clicked down steadily, relentlessly."Put some body
English into it," Cassie shouted.  "God, don't you know how to fuck?"I've
never been insulted by a woman about my technique, except that one time in
college.  Ah, but that's another story.  I held the controller steady and
rocked my body.  Kenny was doing better, plunging in and out of Barbey, who
raised her voice, keeping the pecking bird at bay.  Cassie and I watched
the screen, our counterparts fucking, awkwardly.  "That's it.  Don't stop.
Oh my God!" Cassie was getting vicarious thrills from the role-play.I
looked down.  My erection had popped out from the opening in my boxers,
stiff and red.  I leaned back and attempted to stuff it back into my
shorts, but Cassie grabbed my wrist."Don't bother.  Boy, you weren't
kidding, were you?"The implication was that Andy was smaller, but I didn't
want confirmation.  "Yeah.  But I shouldn't be exposing myself."A buzzer
sounded.  Time had run out.PLAY AGAIN?"We almost had it," she said.  I
stood up, my penis at a ninety degree angle.  "Aren't you tired of this
game?""Not until I get an orgasm.  The ultimate reward, right?" I assumed
she meant Barbey.  That also assumed we could get the simulated sex right.
"Okay, whose turn?""You go." She stood next to me, hands on my shoulder,
trying not to impede my progress.  I was past the monkey and bird and
elephants and shark and across the water in my best time yet."Wow, that was
awesome!" Cassie jumped up and down.  No flesh on her chest to wiggle or
wobble.  I glanced at the floor.  Her soaked panties sat in a wet lump on
the rug.  I'd been concentrating too hard on the game to notice.  She
grabbed her controller, laid back and spread her legs.  "You might as well
take off your boxers, for all the good they're doing."She was right.  With
my prick fully exposed, they were only good to trip over.  I tugged them
down."Now get up here, quickly."The timer for our simulated sex had already
begun, and the pecking bird was opening its wings, ready to fly down and
exact fatal damage.  "Make some noise," she said.I joined her in making
sounds, but our characters remained silent.  As I moved the controller,
Kenny thrust into Barbey.  She moaned, and the bird stopped.  Cassie held
her controller stick horizontal under my prick, which slid back and forth,
rubbing against the smooth plastic cylinder.  There was no friction but I
remained rock hard.  "You're leaking," she said."You should talk," I
replied.The emotional indicators were at about fifty percent on our
characters, but went no higher."We still aren't doing this right.  Hold the
controller against your hip."I did as she asked."Now," Cassie continued,
"move like you're fucking."I dipped and thrust my hips forward.  The tip of
my dick slid up Cassie's belly.  I pulled back and made another pass. 
Kenny began to move in and out, at the same rate.  Cassie relocated her
horizontal controller to the top surface of my penis.  That way, she could
direct the motion and the pressure against her stomach.  Cassie's moans
mimicked Barbey's, high pitched and sharp.  I groaned with each exhalation.
Kenny's fucking was smoother, and both of their emotional meters rose past
fifty percent.  The health meters readings dropped, but not much.  Our
tempo increased.  Cassie's fingers toyed with my cock as it slid past her
controller.  "Keep going, I think we're going to win!"Seeing time fly away,
I picked up the pace.  On one pullback, I went too far, and my forward
thrust bumped my prick against Cassie's crotch.  I startled, repositioned
my knees, and continued the non-intrusive rubbing of prick on belly.  Our
characters hit a plateau at seventy-five percent.The buzzer sounded.  I got
up and leaned back against the far corner of the couch.  My dick was
sticking straight up.  There was no point in covering up, not now.Cassie
sat up, cross-legged.  Her cunt was fully exposed, shining and damp. 
"Damn, this isn't working.  It's not natural."She was right.  Using our
hands to direct the controllers, which in turn moved Barbey and Kenny's
bodies, was much too indirect.  Our on-screen personas had gotten excited,
but not enough to climax.  We'd lost."Shit!  I want to win this game,"
Cassie shouted.  "And there's only one way we're going to do that."I didn't
ask.She looked left and right, stopping her search at Andy's green toolbox.
She marched over, threw open drawer after drawer, fumbled through the
contents and extracted a roll of duct tape.  She tossed it onto the coffee
table and took her position in front of the screen.Cassie choked her
controller, jaw clenched.  Her body undulated as she maneuvered Barbey
through the hazards.  As she paddled in a crouch, her glistening pussy
swayed, wet and inviting.  My cock lurched.  I wanted to emulate her
previous cheerleading, hold her from behind, run my fingers through her
cunt lips and stimulate her clit.  But I didn't.  I just sat and
drooled.When her arms dropped at her sides, she'd beaten my score handily.
Nearly two minutes remained."ENTERING TWO PLAYER MODE FOR BONUS GAME."We'd
been awarded five minutes, a nice improvement.Cassie tore two pieces of
tape off the roll using her mouth.  She used one to attach her controller
flat and horizontal, below her belly button.  "Get over her."I crawled back
between her legs holding my controller.  She held it just above my hip and
applied the second piece of tape.'Now, let's get going, before that bird
pecks us to death."I positioned myself like the last time, with my prick
sliding up Cassie's belly.  Now, it was hitting the controller."Don't,
you'll knock it off." She slid back.  My dick was between her
thighs."Hump!" she commanded.On my first motion forward, my prick grazed
her pussy but didn't go in.  I tried to change position, so my thrusts
would not be aiming for her slit, but she'd taken away that option by her
position."Again!" she shouted.Repeating the motion got the same result,
thank goodness.Cassie grabbed my dick.  "Scoot up, big boy."This was so
wrong.  "You're not suggesting that we-""Right now, at this moment, we're
not Harvey and Cassie.  We're Kenny and Barbey.  And Kenny and Barbey need
to fuck.  Seriously.""But you're Andy's girlfriend.""That didn't stop him
playing around with Keiko." Either perspiration or tears ran down her
cheek. "I want to win this game real bad," she said.  "Don't let me down,
Kenny."I glanced at the screen.  Kenny was positioned between Barbey's
legs. So was I.  Barbey was ready, taking my prick her in her hand and
positioning it at her pussy.  "Easy in," she said.It was only a simulation,
I told myself.  With only a slight lean, Kenny entered Barbey.  She was
quite moist, providing lubrication for the head and an inch more.  On
screen and below me, Barbey grunted.  I wiggled up, balanced my weight on
my arms and knees and tilted my hips.  Kenny slid in further."Ooooh God,"
Barbey moaned.  "Don't stop, the clock is ticking."So I didn't stop.  I
thrust, gently at first, then more vigorously.  Barbey writhed below me,
lifting her hips to meet mine.  Sweat dripped from my face onto the thin
band across her chest.  I'd seen it all except whatever was under the band
of material across her chest.  I pushed my face against the cloth,
displacing it from her tits.  Or where her tits should have been.  I placed
my lips on one flat nipple and sucked.  And sucked again, hard, as if to
give her a nipple hickey."What are you doing?  I've got nothing. 
Stop!"Except her movement became more exaggerated with my sucking.  I gave
her other nipple similar treatment.  Her legs folded over the backs of
mine. I was still only half buried and Barbey was groaning and panting.The
buzzer sounded.  Had that been five minutes?Our sex organs still coupled,
we paused.  A cold dread gave me goosebumps.  Oh God!  I'd penetrated
Andy's girlfriend, despite my best efforts to avoid it.  I leaned back, to
get out and up.  Her hands grabbed my ass, and she kept her legs wrapped
around mine.  I wasn't going anywhere.

   "I'm not done," Cassie said.  "And you didn't finish either, did you?"

   There was no reason to lie.  "No, but so what?.  I've done too much
already."

   "The hell you have!" Her voice was too loud for our immediate proximity.
"We'll play this fucking game over and over until - until -"

   I knew the punchline.  "Do you really have the energy for that?" I could
have added, 'and fucking too?' but I didn't.Cassie's chest heaved a sigh.
Her pussy contracted around my prick.  My cock throbbed in response.  I
still hadn't gone down.  God, her cunt felt great.

   "Do you have a good imagination?" Cassie asked."Oh yes.  Very good." Sex
with Cassie had left nothing to my imagination."Then I want you to imagine
that, as Kenny, you have a super power.  You can fly." She squeezed her
pelvic muscles.  She had a secret power too."And what would I do with that
power?" I asked.  Fly the hell out of Andy's apartment?  Too late.  I was
four inches inside his girlfriend."Pretend that as game started, you flew
to the other island and rescued me.  How long would that take?""Just a few
seconds, probably.""Less if you hurried.  And, for such a performance, we'd
be awarded unlimited time for the two-player bonus game.  Sound good?" Her
cunt muscles rippled, giving my prick a moist massage.

   Quite a decision.  I couldn't honestly deny that I'd fucked Cassie, just
not to orgasm.  The worst was past us.  Was there any harm in finishing the
job?  I answered by pushing another inch into her pussy.  "Oh yes, very
good."Cassie showered kisses all over my face.  Her hands grabbed and
massaged my shoulders and back and ass.  We were fucking hard, our pubic
areas colliding with each thrust.  Can you break a pubic bone?  Somehow,
the screen was registering us.  Maybe it was a bug in the software.  The
health indicators were marginal, but the emotion meters for both of us were
teasing 100%.  With everything I had left, which wasn't much, I attacked
her, punishing her pussy with long deep thrusts, followed by a dozen or
more quick tickles of her vaginal opening.  Then, back to long penetration.
"I can't take any more." Barbey panted and pleaded.  "Now, oh, please, now,
it has to be nowwwwwww." Her hips came up from the couch, her back arched.
My balls exploded cum into her welcoming pussy.  Fireworks erupted on
screen, documenting our victory.I pulled my dead weight from Cassie's spent
body.  She'd melted into the couch after a muscle-clenching orgasm.  I sat
near, her legs stretched over my lap.  "I usually hate these games." I
rubbed her legs, from knee to ankle."Don't tell Andy, but so do I."I
thought about Andy.  How could I live with myself, fucking his girlfriend?
She flicked my soft dick.  "Think we can beat our time?"We'd cheated, and
Cassie sounded embarrassed.  Not for cheating on her boyfriend, but
cheating at the game.  "Maybe, if work closely.""Oh, I like working closely
with you." Her hand fell into my lap.I'm not much for games, but after
another slice of cold pizza and a quick nap, I'd be ready for a rematch.###
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