Camryn's (Not So) Virtual Reality Experience - Episode 5 free porn video

“She’s a mess,” Chase said with a laugh, as we both watched the sexy MILF hurry barefooted to her car in the parking lot of the Starlight Motel. Her salmon colored tube top and short black skirt looked thrown on. Her top was crumpled, revealing much of her ample cleavage. The bottom of her skirt was twisted up in the back, exposing part of her naked ass.  Her long brunette hair flew in all directions and looked like a rat’s nest. Smudged mascara graffitied her splotchy face. Her nearly naked tan fit body was decorated with obvious streams of dried cum. She carried her shoes and purse in one hand while frantically digging for her keys with the other. Her frenzied behavior made her look like she was kicked out of her hotel room like a whore. She scurried to her car, embarrassed by the exposure of the bright morning sun. “Makes you wonder how the hell she got herself in that situation.”

“Like you said, Hun, it looks like someone got their money’s worth from her last night,” I said.

“Can’t blame them,” Chase confessed. “She’s hot.”

“You’d fuck her?” I asked.

Chase blushed. “Only if you were there with me, Camryn,” he lied.

“You’d fuck anything that’s warm,” I teased.

“Doesn’t have to be that warm,” he teased back. “I’ll heat you both up like I did you last night.”

I slapped him playfully in the arm as our car pulled out of the parking lot. “Last night was hot.” I was suddenly transported back to memories of our all-night fuck in the dungeon-themed room of the cheap hotel. I felt like such a slut. Nothing like a themed room to spice up our love life. My pussy moistened thinking about it. There isn’t anything either of us won’t try at least once.

Chase and I got married a year and a half ago. Chase is a regular guy, about 5’11,” with short reddish-blond hair, including his close-shaved mustache and beard. He has a muscular build with some signs of our shared enjoyment of a good beer.  

I’m 5’8” and fit with golden-brown hair, blue-green eyes and a broad smile. I’ve been told I’m the girl next door that every guy secretly wants to fuck. Part of that is because I’m a fun-loving girl who’s never met a stranger. No princess here. I’m a “t-shirt and jeans” wearing tomboy who likes sports, partying and hanging out. At the same time, my 34Ds, perfect ass and love of flirting make me all girl. I feel hottest when I’m showing it all off wearing bikinis on a beach or sexy revealing dresses on the dance floor.

“So fuckin’ hot,” he said with a broad smile, glancing at my body. “You’re such a slut.”

“I love when you treat me like one, Hun.”

“I’m so going to fuck you when we get home, Bitch.”

“Stop it. You know what it does to me when you talk dirty.” I reached over and raked his cock with my fingernails outside his pants. I love turning him on and fucking his brains out. Last night was non-stop. I looked teasingly at him. I could already see movement of his arousal in his lap. I knew images were flashing through his mind of having his way with my bound body in the dungeon-themed room the night before. I looked both directions out the car windows before pulling my shirt off, exposing my large firm tits as we drove down the road.

“What are you doing?”

“You might have to wait until we get home, but that doesn’t mean I do,” I said. I leaned over, unbuttoned his pants, lowered his zipper and manhandled his semi-hard cock free. I wrapped my lips around the top of his cock and swallowed his length.

“Oh fuck!” he said, trying his best to drive safely. His left hand gripped the steering wheel while his right hand moved across my naked torso. I knew his cock so well I could read his response to my oral affection. He moaned. It took less than five minutes for his ass to begin to stir in the car seat. ”Oh, fuck yes.” He squeezed my tit hard. I could feel that I was close to taking him over the edge of pleasure. Nobody gives head better than me. He was helpless to my lustful determination.

“Oh fuck, Camryn. Yes. Yes. Yes!”

Chase’s body moved while doing his best to maintain control of the car. “Augh!” he yelled as the first waves of cum flowed freely into my mouth. “Oh fuck!”

“Mmmm,” I moaned with delight as I swallowed all I could get. “I’m thirsty.” My tongue skillfully ran over the top of his sensitive head as my lips hungrily devoured his length. Saliva mixed with cum escaped down his cock as I gasped for air before swallowing him again, lapping up every drop of sloppiness.

Chase pulled into the driveway of our house as I finished. “Now for that shower,” I said.

“You’re such a fuckin’ whore,” he said with a smile.

“Say it again,” I said.

“You fuckin’ whore,” he repeated. “Get your ass in there so I can fuck you like one,” he said.

“I dare you,” I said playfully. I opened the car door and walked to the front door, leaving my t-shirt in the car.

“Damn, you’re insatiable.”

He opened the front door to our home, pushed me inside and shut the door behind us.

“Fuck me,” I said.

We peeled each other’s remaining clothes off as we moved toward the glass-walled shower. Hot water quickly steamed up the small room as we stepped into the glass enclosure. I reached down and took his cock in both hands. He leaned down and gave me a passionate kiss, pressing my back against the hot shower wall. He knelt down slightly, wrapped his hands beneath my ass and picked me up so my legs wrapped around his waist. He pressed his face into my large firm slippery tits. I suddenly felt his thick hard cock force its way into my soaked pussy.

My hands reached around his head. I dug my nails into the back, pulling his face into me. I gasped at the glorious feel of his cock penetrating me roughly, slamming my body against the slippery shower wall. The moist air created a thick fog, forcing me to gasp for breath. “Harder!” I begged.

The climax in me grew quickly. It felt like it was coming from every extremity of my aroused body, moving toward a thundering climax. Goosebumps covered my skin in the hot shower like cold-chills in fevered heat. I gasped again, surrendering to the growing climax.

Suddenly, Chase’s body convulsed in sheer pleasure. “Oh fuck!”

I felt him fill my body with cum, further lubricating my desperate pussy. I screamed with pleasure as my orgasm crashed over me. My fingernails instinctively gripped his muscular shoulders to hold on. “Yes, yes, yes!” I screamed. “Fuck me!” I begged.

Chase continued to pound me against the shower wall, having his way with me. My body melted into his strong arms as wave after wave of ecstasy poured over me. I can never get enough of that feeling. I love being fucked. I love the dizzying whirlwind of orgasms. I am voracious. The more I get, the more I want.

We took our time drying off. We both wrapped towels around our bodies rather than getting dressed, mine around my chest, his around his waist. Neither of us was convinced we were done fucking for the morning. We sat down and ate. “What do you want to do today?” he asked.

“Get fucked by you again, Hun,” I said teasingly.

“You’re such a skank,” he said.

“And?” I asked. I scrunched up my face playfully as if to say, that’s only a start. “You complaining?”

“Fuck no,” he said.

“Good,” I said, looking at him lustily. “Then get ready, because I am horny as hell.”

“I hear there’s a new virtual reality place that is supposed to be insane,” he said, making his best attempt at changing the subject.

“Sounds fun. What do they have?”

“Like anything. I hear the snowboarding is amazing,” he said with excitement in his voice. “I’ve heard you can pick any mountain in the world to board and they have it.”

“Wow. That’s impressive. Let’s do it,” I said. “Then we can come back here and you can finish what you started.” I winked as I released my towel and let it fall to the chair.

“Nothing like a good fuck after a day on the slopes,” he said.

We got dressed, Chase in a t-shirt, shorts and tennis shoes. I put on a white t-shirt without a bra, a tangerine thong, jean shorts and converse shoes.

“Are you going to snowboard?” I asked as we started our drive across town.

“I don’t know,” he said. “I think so. Sounds amazing. What are you going to do?”

“Have no idea,” I answered honestly. “I guess I’ll have to see what my options are.” I could tell Chase’s excitement was like a kid going to an amusement park.  We turned into an industrial area in a seedy part of town.

“You sure this is right?” I asked.

“That’s what the GPS is telling me.”

We followed the road another couple miles past endless nondescript warehouses. We turned the corner and saw the sign: Ultimate Reality.

“There it is!” he said. “Look how big it is. This place is supposed to be legit.”

The parking lot looked about half full with a few guys standing outside. They stopped talking and stared at me hungrily as we walked toward the entrance. I smiled coquettishly at them, enjoying their lustful admiration. I’m such a fuckin’ tease, especially when I know all they can do is look.

“Welcome to Ultimate Reality!” A tall, handsome black guy with deep eyes announced as we walked through the door. The walls were painted different colors with a large neon script sign that said “Ultimate Reality.” He wore a black “Ultimate Reality” t-shirt. His name badge said Sam.

“Thanks,” Chase answered. “I’ve heard this place is legit.”

“It is,” he added, laced with his own excitement. “The best. First time here?”

“Yes.”

“This is next-level VR,” Sam said. “There’s nothing like it. If you’ve played with VR on a headset using your phone or been to other places, you’ll definitely experience the difference. The technology is developing faster than ever.”

“Sound’s cool.”

“I just don’t want it to be hokey,” I said. “I feel like a lot of virtual reality is more about being virtual than real. I don’t want some pixelated experience that feels fake.”

“Totally get that,” Sam answered. “That’s why this is better than anything you’ve ever experienced  – better than anything else out there, guaranteed.”

“Guaranteed?”

“Guaranteed. If you are not completely satisfied and convinced it’s real at the end of your experience, I’ll give you your money back and give you another free session of your choice.”

“Okay. You’re confident,” I said.

“It’ll blow your mind,” he bragged. “We have two options. You can pick regular VR, which is sick or the upgraded ultimate reality experience. Both are amazing.”

“What’s the ultimate?” Chase asked.

“It’s an enhanced visual experience that uses new HST technology. If you think virtual reality is cool, HST is virtual reality on steroids. It stands for Hyper-sensory technology. It adds and integrates AR, physical and mental stimuli to the whole experience. It augments the reality while using your senses, imagination and emotions to create a unique one-of-a-kind experience.”

“I’m not sure I get all that, but sounds crazy,” I said.

“Like a good woman, you might not always understand her, but that doesn’t stop you from enjoying the ride she gives.” He glanced back over at me. “No offense.”

“No offense taken, Hun,” I said with a smile. “We’re complicated but worth it. Doesn’t stop him from coming back for more.”

“Damn right,” Sam said, glancing at my body again. “This HST is next-gen. You can’t tell what’s virtual and what’s real. It actively engages your senses with a blend of virtual and real sensory stimuli. For example, if you’re cooking, your brain becomes so convinced that it activates your sense of smell and taste buds. You actually smell and taste it. If you hit something with your hand, you feel it. The brain takes it all in and creates the reality for you. It was originally developed for military combat training.”

“Wow.” Chase was getting more excited the more he heard.

“The brain is powerful. When you’re HST scuba diving, your mind is so convinced, you not only feel the water but the water pressure when you dive deeper. Or, if you decide to climb Everest, your brain becomes so convinced you’re at 20,000 feet altitude that the air gets thin, the temps gets cold. Or, when you’re flying a F-16 fighter jet, you’ll feel actual g-forces.”

“Holy shit,” Chase said.

“To make it real, HST blends virtual and physical stimuli. HST doesn't just enhance virtual reality, it takes actual reality to another level. Blows your mind. What you thought was impossible not only become possible, it becomes real. Of course, you can always just do regular virtual reality. Totally up to you.”

I looked at Chase’s face and knew his decision was made. “So, things like snowboarding?”

“Is fuckin’ amazing. You pick from different mountains around the world and carve your way down. And, if that’s not enough, there are no wait lines on the lifts!”

“Fuck, that’s so cool.”

“There are endless options to choose from.” Sam picked up a couple of iPads and handed one to each of us. “Look through these and see which one you want to do today. I guarantee it will be hard to pick. The good news is you can always come back for other ones.”

“OK!” Chase said.

“When you click on the one you decide, it will prompt you through a quick registration process. It’s only three screens and takes two minutes. Confirm what you want, sign the liability form and pay.”

“Liability?”

“Just standard shit like you acknowledge you want to do what you pick, no one is forcing you to do anything and you release any liability from anything you experience, expected or unexpected. HST adds a special clause releasing liability for all risks, real or imagined.”

“Sounds good,” Chase repeated with excitement.

Sam looked at me, glanced down my body, and then back at Chase. “I tell you what. Since this is your first time, and the fact she’s so hot and complicated, I’ll give you a two-for-one price.”

I smiled and blushed.

“Awesome!” Chase said. “Thanks. Her being hot pays off in a lot of ways.”

“No shit,” Sam said, looking back at me. “You two can sit down there and look through the options. You’ll see they’re categorized with tabs. When you’re finished, we’ll lead you back to the rooms or pods set up for the ultimate reality you pick.”

Chase’s eyes lit up with excitement. We sat down next to each other and looked through our iPads. There were seemingly endless choices under categories like sports, outdoor adventures, video game simulations, historical experiences, and flight simulators including space flight. I knew Chase would focus on the extreme outdoor adventures like snowboarding, white-water kayaking or climbing Mt. Everest. I also knew the hardest part for him would be picking only one. Then I noticed the “adult” section in the back. Unlike the other bright tabs, it was black with grey letters. It would be easy to miss. They really did have every kind of option.

I glanced over to Chase. He was engrossed in his iPad. I looked back down to the screen on my tablet and pushed the black tab almost hidden behind the others. The screen opened up to more options than I anticipated. They included a romantic beach fuck on a tropical island, office sex, spa treatment, threesomes, orgies, being a stripper, a call girl on the Vegas Strip, and BDSM options. I slowly scrolled down the screen. They all looked so good. Then I saw it: home invasion. The idea of being taken and used in my own home was a secret fantasy of mine. It was scary and hot as hell. Unlike the others, there was no way to make that happen for myself in real life. Could they really deliver on realistic experiences? My pussy tingled with excitement. 

I clicked the square with a nervous eagerness. The first screen gave three intensity options. The first was to choose between beginner, standard or extreme experience. The second was to choose one, two, three or four intruders. The last option was to choose from orgasm options of denial, standard, and unlimited. “Wow!” I thought to myself. I looked up again at Chase before looking back down to make my choices: extreme, four and unlimited.

The screen immediately advanced to the liability page. I scanned it quickly as I scrolled down to the bottom. I clicked “accept” and signed with my finger on the line. The page advanced immediately for payment. I tapped my phone on the screen. The page instantly filled with bold letters: Welcome to your new Ultimate Reality. Please return your iPad to the counter. Your Ultimate Reality is about to begin.

I stood up and said, “I’m done.”

“What’d you pick?” Chase asked, surprised I was done so quickly.

“That’s my secret, Hun,” I said teasingly. “If you’re good, I might tell you later.” I turned and walked up to the counter.

Sam smiled knowingly as he watched me approach. “You made your choice,” he said.

“I did. I hope it will be realistic,” I said with a wink.

“Guaranteed or your money back,” he said. Just then, a side door opened next to the counter. “Kyle here will take you back to your pod.”

A tall, lanky, twenty-two-year-old looking guy around 6’2” with sandy brown hair walked through the door. “Are you Camryn?” he asked. His eyes met mine, but quickly assessed the rest of my body without apology. A lusty smile came across his face.

“I am,” I replied, feeling his eyes stripping me in front of Sam and Chase.

“Right this way,” he said, holding the door open for me. “Your Ultimate Reality is ready.”

My stomach fluttered with a kaleidoscope of butterflies. Part of me couldn’t believe I actually picked the option I chose. “Was that a smart choice for my first experience here?” I wondered. “Should I have started with something tamer and simpler?”

I heard Chase walk up to the counter behind me, as I walked through the door.

“All set?” Sam asked him as he took the iPad from Chase.

“I am,” he said. “Have fun, Camryn” he added as I turned the corner, following Kyle.

“You have some interesting options with yours,” I heard Sam say to Chase before the door closed behind me.

“Follow me,” Kyle said. “Right down this hallway.”

My eyes worked to adjust to the dark, dimly lit hallway. The walls and ceiling were painted black. I followed him a short distance until the hallway came to a T. We turned right. That hallway was also black, but with unmarked doors on each side, one after the other. We came to another intersection and made a left. We continued down that hallway and others, making a few seemingly random right and left turns through an endless maze. We finally came to a door in the middle of a long black hallway deep in the bowels of the massive warehouse complex.

“Here we are!” Kyle said, opening the door.

I looked back behind me, realizing I hadn’t kept track of the pathway we had taken to arrive here. All the dimly-lit black hallways looked the same. I smiled sheepishly at him as I stepped through the door. What had I gotten myself into?

“Here is the pod for your Ultimate Reality,” Kyle said.

The room was large and spacious although also dimly-lit with black walls. There was a bed with nightstands at the opposite end of the room. Closer to the door was a table with two chairs. The door had no inside doorknob. Kyle held up a small headset with two thin cables coming out of each side. Each cable had a soft circular electrode at the end. 

“Here is your headset,” he said. “It’s fuckin’ surreal. It has a gyroscope, accelerometer and screen that puts what you see right up against your eyes, making everything you experience seem real. The gyroscope and monitor track your head movements that put you in your own little world. It’s called stereopsis, creating a perspective through your eyes. Sensors help track your head in 3D, letting you peek around corners and other shit like that. These two probes attach to your temple. When the headset turns on, it will actively engage and integrate your own thoughts, imagination and senses into the experience. Our brain adapts because it’s learned to trust our senses. It accepts what it experiences as real. It’s what makes HST next level. It also makes it unique to you. No one has the same experience because no one has the same imagination.”

“Sounds intense,” I said, impressed, but nervous. “My imagination can get pretty freaky.”

“Even better,” he said. You’ll never go back to regular VR after this. Fuck, you won’t probably want to go back to regular reality after this.” Kyle was geeking out about the technology. “Especially with what you picked,” he added.

There was a sudden awkward tension that filled the room between us. He knew what I picked. I could tell he was not just enjoying lusting over being alone with me in the room, but knowing what I was there for.

“We’ll see,” I said nervously. “Reality is pretty fuckin’ amazing for me sometimes.”

“Yeah, I bet,” he said, stealing another glance at my body.

I could feel my nipples hardening under my t-shirt.

“Your experience starts at the other end of the room,” he said with a seriousness to try to break the awkwardness. He walked across the room toward the bed. I followed him over. You’ll need to take your shoes off to allow your feet to experience the sensations in the room. You can set your shoes there next to the bed.”

I kicked off my shoes. I could feel the bottom of my feet were a little sweaty against the hard cement floor.

“Go ahead and put the headset on,” he said. “I want to make sure it fits right and then attach the probes.”

I stretched the strap of the headset over my head and fit the headset over my eyes.

“If you don’t mind, I’m going to adjust them for you.”

“Go ahead,” I said. I felt him adjust the strap so they felt snug.

“It should feel snug but comfortable. How does that feel?”

“Good,” I answered. The headset was very lightweight. A thin layer of cushion around my eyes made it comfortable and blocked any light from outside.

“Now the probes. These just stick to your temples on the side of your forehead. You won’t even really feel them once I put them on.”

“Okay,” I said.

I felt him attach the probes. “Pretty soon you won’t even realize the headset is on.”

I felt my nervous excitement grow, realizing I was standing there barefoot in a dark room with him, unable to see anything around me.

“Your experience begins with you in a semi-relaxed state on the bed,” he said. “I’m going to take your hands and lead you to the side of the bed so you can sit down on it. You will want to wear what you normally wear to bed, to make your experience more real. Once you’re sitting on the bed, I will leave the room. You will hear the door close. When you do, remove any clothing you would not normally wear to bed, lay back on the bed and get comfortable. Your headset will turn on and your experience will begin.”

“Okay,” I said nervously.

“There is only one more thing,” he said. “Once the headset turns on, you must not remove it. It will begin integrating your virtual reality, HST and your own mind in ways that will mess you up if you take it off. The headset must be powered down before it can be removed. Understand?”

“Yes,” I said. “How do I turn it off?”

“You don’t. You say a safe word.”

“What’s the safe word?”

“You tell me. Something you can remember, if you can, in the middle of your experience.”

“Starlight,” I said, without giving it much thought. It was the name of the motel from the night before.

“Great. I’m required to ask you one more question before I leave and your experience begins, you sure you want to do this? You ready?”

“Yes,” I said. His question made me even more nervous.

“Very good,” he said. “You’re about to have an awesome time that will rock your world.”

I heard the sound of his footsteps move away from me and the door close tight. I thought about what I would wear to bed. I decided to take my shorts off and lay back wearing only my t-shirt and tangerine thong.

The bed was soft and comfortable under me. My plush pillow softly cradled my head as I laid back into it. The headset vibrated briefly with a soft buzz before going quiet. The screen lit up. I felt a gentle warmth begin to fill my body. My mind relaxed.

I opened my eyes and glanced around the room. There was a familiar dresser, lamp and closet across the bedroom. Moonlight streamed through the window next to my bed, allowing me to see the silhouette of the familiar furniture. I was strangely in a familiar room, my room, but deep down in my subconscious, I also knew it wasn’t real. There was no window. The line blurred between what was real and virtual. It felt surreal.

“This is amazing,” I thought to myself as a small smile came across my face. I could hear crickets outside like I often do at home. It was comforting. My body began to relax more in the calm safe confines of my strangely familiar space. I looked over at the clock that appeared on the nightstand. The soft red display showed 12:32 am. My subconscious awareness of the virtual experience began to fade as my mind settled in the comforts of the familiar bedroom.

I pulled the thick plush comforter up around me. My hand glided over the soft skin of my naked leg beneath the heavy blanket. “Mmm.” My body responded to the feel of my fingers moving across the tenderness of my inner-thigh. Heightening arousal mixed with a peaceful serenity, almost like a soft high. I could feel my senses heighten, yet my mind lulled into a pleasurable daze.

Crash! I was startled awake by what sounded like an almost distant sound of breaking glass.

“That’s strange,” I thought to myself. “Chase?” I called out impulsively. I knew I heard something, but I couldn’t place it. I laid quietly on the bed, listening. Did I hear something or was it a dream? Was it my imagination? As I listened, I heard what sounded like a door opening slowly. “That’s strange,” I thought again to myself. My heart began to race.

I pushed the comforter off and put my feet on the floor. My toes buried themselves in the soft plush carpet beneath me. I walked toward the bedroom door to see what the noise was. Everything in me assumed it was what it was Chase coming home from being out with the guys.  

I looked around the corner and saw the shape of a big guy who looked five inches and fifty pounds heavier than Chase over by the dining room. There was someone else by the front door who looked closer to Chase’s size. “That must be him,” I thought to myself. I stepped through the door into the room. “Chase?” I asked.

The big guy laughed with a deep voice. “Well, look what we have here,” he said.

Adrenaline suddenly spiked in my body. The voice sounded vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t place it.

“Who are you?” I asked. I turned to the guy at the door. “Chase?” I asked again.

The guy at the door laughed too. It wasn’t Chase.

“Damn,” I said to myself. I had no idea who the two strange men were. The guy at the front door slammed the door shut and secured the deadbolt. I realized the glass in the pane next to the front door was broken out. I turned to run back into the bedroom. As I did, I ran right into another guy who had slipped behind me. He didn’t move when I bounced into him. I tried to push away from him. Another tall, lanky one appeared from the side.

“Oh shit,” I said, realizing I was surrounded.

The one I bumped into grabbed me around my waist. I fought back. The tall lanky one grabbed my wrists.

“She’s a feisty one, Kyle,” the guy holding me around my waist said to the skinny one. I didn’t recognize his voice. One of his hands purposely slid up my body to take hold of my tit through my t-shirt. I suddenly realized I was only wearing the t-shirt that didn’t quite cover my ass and my tangerine thong. I tried to kick the tall thin guy in front of me.

“Fiery! I like that, Dave,” Kyle said as he held my wrists more tightly to keep me from fighting.

My heart raced. Adrenaline flooded my system. Sudden fear paralyzed me suddenly surrounded by four intruders, but strangely mixed with a deep subconscious faded realization that I somehow asked for this.

“Damn, look at her, Sam,” the one near the door said. “She is hot.”

“A fuckin’ whore, Jay,” the big ring-leader said. As he got closer I could see his handsome black face. It looked vaguely familiar. I tried to remember where I had seen him.

“She looks like she was waiting for us. What a hungry little slut,” Dave said, squeezing my tit harder.

I could feel the wind of his words against my ear. A strange mix of emotions ricocheted in me. Trepidation mixed with a strange growing lust. The way they were talking didn’t help. When Chase fucks me, the dirtier he talks, the hornier I feel. I am helpless to it. I had fantasized many times about being taken and used in a home invasion. It was one thing to fantasize about it, when my imagination was in control. But now, all of the sudden, I was alone and captive to four strangers who wanted me. They were in complete control. I was helpless to them. Remembering the time on the clock, no one would expect to hear from me for hours.

“What do you guys want?” I asked.

“What a good whore,” Sam said. “If you want to make it out of here, you’ll have to earn it, you little bitch.”

Jay reached up and grabbed my t-shirt. He ripped it right down the middle. Dave ripped the rest of it off my body from behind, leaving me wearing only my thong. My tits were completely exposed to them. The men surrounded me hungrily like a wolfpack. My nipples stood out in front of me like thimbles, betraying my arousal.

“Damn, look at her,” Kyle said. “She likes this. She wants us to fuck her.”

“And those tits,” Jay admired.

I tried to focus my eyes on them in the dim light. I couldn’t deny the arousal I felt of being taken by these four strangers at the same time. I decided I would do anything and everything they wanted to escape my captivity.

Sam reached down with his massive hand and pushed his fingers between my legs. “Oh fuck, this bitch is soaking wet. You’re right. You want us bitch, don’t you?”

My body tingled from the feel of his large fingers on me. I stood quiet, not sure how to answer.

“Answer me, Slut. You fuckin’ want us, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I answered quietly, partly out of fear, but partly in truth. I strangely wanted to be used by them.

“What’s that?” Dave asked. “I couldn’t hear you.”

“Yes,” I answered again, this time a little louder.

“Beg us, Bitch,” Jay demanded.

“Fuck me, please,” I said. “Use me! Make me your little slut.”

“Look at that Jay, she’s begging us,” Sam said.

“I’m not convinced,” Jay, the one originally by the front door answered, toying with me.

Sam, the leader continued to fondle me between my legs until he suddenly slid his large fingers beneath the thong and yanked it forward. The thin fabric tore like paper in his hand, leaving me naked in front of them.

“Oh god, please,” I said, half begging for escape, half begging for them to fuck me.

“That’s good,” Jay said. “That sounds more convincing.”

The four men laughed. “Now, down on your knees and suck my dick, Slut,” Sam ordered.

I knelt down in front of Sam and opened his pants before working his already hard dick out. The black cock was as big as any I had ever seen. I gasped as I took hold of it with both hands. It felt so real. Wrapping my petite hands around him made me hornier. I moved my tongue from the very base of his thick long shaft and slowly licked its length until finally arriving at the beautiful bulbous head.

“Suck it, you fuckin’ bitch,” he said.

I loved the salty taste of his skin on my tongue. I opened my mouth wide to take him in. My lips pressed against the thick head of his cock and began to swallow his length down my throat. I gagged. It would be impossible to swallow all of it. He palmed the back of my head in his big hand and pulled me toward him, forcing his manhood deeper down my throat. Saliva filled my mouth. I gulped for air as my mouth tried to pull off of him.

He laughed at my desperation. I quickly grabbed a breath before being forced to consume him again down my hungry throat. “She’s got spunk,” he said, impressed at my determination.

“She’s going to, Sam,” Jay said. I suddenly felt my ass being grabbed from behind. Jay pushed in behind me, using his hand to toy with my soaked pussy from behind. His body moved against my ass. His hard cock pressed against my pussy. He teased my clit and folds before sliding it in. I gasped again.

I moaned from the pleasure of the cock in my mouth and the glorious feel of being fucked from behind. I felt so used. I felt like a slut. A switch flipped in me. If they were going to take me, then I was going to turn the tables and take them. The more their hands groped my body, the more I felt ravenous. I reached up and with both hands to take hold of the other two dicks, one in each hand.

“Fuck, this whore can’t get enough,” Kyle said.

“Damn, she’s good!” Sam complimented after only a few minutes. “Fuck! I’m going to cum.” He grabbed my hair in his hands and fucked my face hard. Saliva poured from my mouth, further lubricating his long shaft while pouring down over my tits. He refused to slow as I gagged on the monster cock with the sloppy blowjob. “Oh fuck!”

The hose of his huge black cock suddenly flooded my petite mouth with thick cum. It was more than I had ever experienced. I wrapped my red lips around his cock, not wanting any to escape. It was more than my mouth could handle. He forced it in again, fucking my face with reckless abandon. The more he did, the hornier I became. It was the roughest blowjob I had ever experienced.

“God, this all feels so real,” I thought to myself. I was lost in the moment. The taste of cum from the giant cock was addicting. Jay pounded me harder from behind, ready to fill me with his first load. Dave and Kyle both moaned with pleasure at the skill of my hand work. I could feel my own first climax growing fast and hard in me. My body buzzed as if was out of control.

“Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” Jay yelled. His warm cum filled me just as my own climax met his.

I desperately pulled my mouth off the giant dick to scream from the volcanic orgasm quaking my body. Just as I did, a huge load of cum launched from Sam, covering my face. I squealed as my first orgasm rocked my entire body.

I turned over onto my back, still holding the two cocks in my hand. I turned my legs toward Dave and pulled his cock down to me. “Fuck me, you son of a bitch,” I said. I pulled the cock in my right hand down to my mouth. Kyle pushed his long cock into my mouth from above, while Dave pushed my legs up into the air and entered me.

Kyle grabbed my tits roughly as he fucked my mouth.

“Oh, fuck yes!” Dave said as he slid easily into my drenched pussy. “She really is a fuckin’ whore.”

The more they talked filthy, the more my own arousal intensified. I had flashes of awareness of how none of this was real, but the thoughts were fleeting. I had never felt anything so real. My body already began to ache in ways that felt so amazingly real. The first orgasm was as intense as any I remember and a second was quickly growing on its heels. I crossed my ankles with my feet above my head. Dave fucked me hard as the long cock fed my face.

I whimpered as the approach of the next orgasm grew like an ocean wave rising to crash over me. I usually cum easily, but had never experienced such a powerful one come so quickly. I gagged on the cock fucking my face. My body tingled with overwhelming pleasure. My body shook in ecstasy as the second climax hit. I gagged on the cock, but neither of the men stopped having their way with me. Watching me climax beneath them took both of them over the edge. Dave suddenly pulled out, spraying my stomach and tits with the thick paint of his cum. I drank down the warm milkshake from Kyle.

Sam immediately grabbed my arm and pulled me up. He laid on his back on the table and pulled me on my back on top of him. Jay climbed up and knelt on the table between my legs. He pushed his cock into my soaked pussy.

Then I felt the huge bulbous head of Sam’s cock press against my ass.

“Oh fuck,” I said out loud, knowing it had nowhere else to go. It had been a long time since I had been double-penetrated. He spat on his fingers before moving his hand to my waiting ass. He slowly pushed his thick index finger into me, while Jay continued to fuck my pussy. The anticipation was killing me. I moaned at the feel of Sam’s two fingers moving into my ass, stretching me further. Then suddenly, the tip of his cock pressed against me. I gasped as his bulbous head penetrated me. He slowly pushed until his beautiful cock disappeared completely into my ass. “Oh fuck!” I yelled. I had never felt more full. “Fuck yes!”

I dropped my head back over the edge of the table.

Kyle laughed out loud. “Look at those amazing tits! I’ve never seen anything more fuckable.” He climbed up on the end of the table, straddling my chest on his knees. He took each of my tits in his hands and pushed them together roughly before sliding his cock between them. “Oh fuck, they’re good,” he said. He twisted my thick aroused nipples with his fingers.

Dave stepped in front of my face and raised his cock to my red lips. “Suck it, bitch,” he ordered.

I hungrily took his cock in. He tasted so good. My nipples were electric between Kyle’s fingers. My pussy and ass were being pounded mercilessly by Sam and Jay. My senses were more acute than I had ever experienced. Taste was enhanced. Smell was intensified. Pain was fuller, in the best ways. Pleasure was heightened. My head spun. The more I experienced, the more I became desperate for more. I was insatiable. It was like an out-of-body experience.

All of that worked like a perfect storm to bring me toward another torrential climax. My mind spun and dizzied as I lay helpless and used by these four intruders.  

“Oh fuck!” I cried, my voice muffled by the cock. I had never been fucked by four guys at one time. I felt like such a slut, which added to my arousal. I had no choice but to allow them to use me like a whore, but deep down, I also wanted nothing more. Sam’s body shook beneath me like a giant earthquake. His cum filled my ass, taking me over the edge for my own climax. It was so overwhelming.

Jay grabbed my hips and suddenly thrust his cock harder into me. Jay moaned with deep pleasure. Thick cum filled my pussy again.

“Oh, fuck yes!” I heard in front of me. Dave pulled his cock out of my mouth and emptied his cum on my face. I was helpless to him painting my face white. The thick cream flowed into my eyes. Kyle suddenly erupted, adding his cum to cover my naked body.

The four continued to fuck and use me for hours, causing me to climax again and again. Strangely, every climax was stronger than the one before. I had never experienced anything like it. They were breathtaking. They were mesmerizing. They were dizzying. They were addicting. They overwhelmed me until I finally passed out.

I have no idea how long I laid there. I woke up on top of the bed. I felt like I was rousing from a deep sleep and intense dream. I remembered every moment. It had to be a dream, but it seemed so real. The headset was dark. I slowly pulled it over my head, before releasing the adhesive electrodes from my temples. I laid it on the bed next to me.

My eyes tried desperately to adjust to the dimly lit black room. None of the bedroom furniture was there that I saw in the dream. I was alone. The clock was gone. I turned my body to put my feet on the hard floor, realizing there was no plush carpet. “It was a dream,” I said to myself. While it all must have been a dream, my body was sore as if I had really been fucked all night by four intruders.

“Damn,” I said out loud. “That did seem real. That was fuckin’ amazing.” My body still buzzed from the back to back intense orgasms. “That could be addicting,” I said to myself, still trying to wrap my head around the experience. I stood up. My body ached. My tits, pussy and ass hurt in the best ways. I looked down and realized I had no clothes on. “How could I lose my clothes if it was all virtual? Did I take them off?” I looked around for them. My shoes and shorts were still next to the bed, but I couldn’t see anything else. My t-shirt was gone. My thong was gone. I reached down and put my shorts and shoes on.

“How do I leave without a shirt?” I wondered. Then I heard a knock on the door across the room. Without a doorknob, I wasn’t exactly sure where the door was. Then I saw it open. I pulled my arms up to cover my tits, feeling exposed. With the black walls in the room and hallway outside, it was impossible to see who was coming in. Was I about to go through the whole experience again?

“Hey, Camryn,” Chase’s familiar voice said. “It’s me. How was it?”

“Shit, it was fucking amazing and real, Hun,” I said. “I still can’t figure it all out.”

I saw Chase’s smile as he got close. His face was lit up. He was as happy as I’d ever seen him.

“It was fuckin’ real, wasn’t it,” he said.

“No, shit.”

“What’d you do? What experience did you pick?” he asked.

I blushed. “Um, just a fantasy experience they had,” I said. “I can tell you more about it later. What did you decide?”

“I can’t wait to tell you all about it. Let’s get out of here first. You ready? Where’s your shirt?”

“I don’t know. It was here. I started with it. I woke up and it was gone.”

“Well, let’s go,” he said.

“I can’t go out there like this!”

Chase laughed. “I was just playing with you.” He pulled his t-shirt off his body and handed it to me. “Here, wear this.”

I took it and slipped it on. It was a little big and sweaty, but at least, it was something! I felt dried cum on my stomach as I pulled the shirt down. Chase took my hand and led me toward the door.

“You know your way out of here?” I asked.

“Not really. Sam’s waiting for us in the hallway.”

“Sam?”

“Yeah. The owner we met when we came in.”

My mind was still foggy from the experience, blurring what was real and virtual. “There was a Sam who was one of the intruders in the home invasion. Did I remember him from when we checked in? Did my imagination create him for the experience? Or, did he? No, he couldn’t have.” My mind wrestled with putting the pieces together of what was real.

“Hey. How was your experience?” Sam asked as Chase and I walked into the hallway. His face beamed with a broad smile. His voice sounded eerily familiar.

“It was fuckin’ surreal,” I said. “Like it really happened.” I looked into his face for any sign of a reaction. It was hard to see because the hallway was so dimly lit.

“I’m so glad. Hope it was everything and more of what you hoped for. Right this way.” Sam led us through the endless maze of hallways until we arrived back to the entrance. There were a few guys standing in the lobby talking.

“Yeah, my name is Jefferson. Everyone calls me Jay. I work at the bank but Sam called me in to help out around here this afternoon. Always glad to help a friend.”

“Jay,” I thought to myself. Vivid memories of the experience were coming back. I even felt aroused by them. “One of the intruders was named Jay. But how could that be?” I pondered.

“We hope you come back for more,” Sam said, interrupting my mind trying to put more pieces together.

“Damn,” Chase said. “That was amazing. We’ll be back.”

“You too?” Sam asked.

“No doubt, Hun” I said, offering a smile. “I’ve never experienced anything like it.”

Sam’s face lit up again with a broad smile. “So glad you liked it. As I said, it's guaranteed to feel real.”

Chase drove slowly back to our house.

“Fuck, that was crazy,” I said. Everything was surreal.

“It was. Tell me more about what you did.”

“I was fucked like a whore,” I confessed.

“What?” Chase asked.

“I don’t know if you saw it, but they had an adult section in the back. One of the options was a home invasion of four guys. It’s always been a secret fantasy of mine, but not exactly one I could make happen. I guess I’m not the only one with that fantasy, and damn, they made it happen.”

“Damn,” Chase said, with a smile. “How was it?”

“I’ve never felt sluttier. They used me like a piece of meat, with no real way out. It all felt so fuckin’ real. I kept asking how the hell I got myself in that situation.”

“You asked for it,” Chase laughed, rubbing it in. “And what happened?”

“I passed out from the orgasms. Somehow they made every one more intense than the one before.”

“Holy shit,” he said. “Knowing you, that would make you want the next one.”

“Until I passed out,” I said.

My body still buzzed from the whole experience. I could feel the awkward tension in the car from Chase taking it all in. “What did you do?” I asked, breaking the silence.

“I was going to snowboard, but Sam offered me something new when I went up to the counter. He called it an integrated HST experience.”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“It’s integrated because my headset and sensors were connected to the real-life actions of another person participating in one of the HST experiences. It wasn’t just a headset, but a whole suit with sensors for the entire body.  I became him. I saw what he saw. I heard what he heard. I tasted what he tasted. I touched what he touched. I felt what he felt. I experienced what he experienced. Pretty crazy. I paid extra for it, but it was totally worth it.”

“Wow, that sounds amazing. So, you do that with snowboarding or something?”

“No, something completely different.”

“What was it, Hun?” I asked.

Sam pulled into our driveway and stopped the car. He looked over at me. “I was the leader of a home invasion.”