Virtual Reality: Chapter 1

Author's note: The following story is what my brain fusses over when it seems that I'm too quiet to be doing much of anything. It is dedicated to the Playhouse and to two special people. Also, my idea of what would happen if the movie “Inception”..were erotic.

CHAPTER 1

Tweeds couldn't sleep. He was supposed to be sleeping by at least midnight. But, his mind was stirring and tossing. It is a strange thing to have a mind that tosses. Picture a very choppy sea and you're getting close to what it felt like. To top it off, he'd just gotten paid and heard there was a new virtual reality store opening in his town. At midnight no less.

“What the fuck,” Tweeds mused to himself. Getting into his old beater car, he drove into town. The worst that could happen is a virtual reality that was too pointless and stupid to be real.

He stopped at McDonald's and got a large coffee to go. Flirting a bit with the gal at the window (because that particular McDonald's he pretty much knew everybody), Tweeds gave her $2 even though the coffee was a buck. She tried to give him the line about “You're paying me double...”. He told her to stick it somewhere and drove off. In his rear-view mirror, he watched the girl lean out the window and stuff the dollar down the front of her shirt. Into her bra, Tweeds assumed but didn't want to go back to find out for sure.

He drove to the center of the small town he had grown up in all his life. He passed by the one building where he'd found a parking meter that weirdly gave time for pennies. He mused, “I still wonder whether or not the parking meter man got really mad at me when I stuck a penny into the nickel slot that had a bit of gum on it.” It became a “broken meter” and many a driver would spot it right off and park there for “free”.

The virtual reality store was an old bowling alley. The lanes had been converted into paths that users walked while having a weird helmet on their head. When Tweeds got to the spot, there were several people already walking around. He was a bit amused and astonished to discover that this particular virtual reality allowed interaction with other people. It faintly reminded me of a John Grisham book. But, that's another story that actually got PUBLISHED.

Walking to the front counter, he found a knowledgeable young man who was quite willing to explain all the possibilities with virtual reality. The young man resembled “Tracy” from the movie “The Tooth Fairy” and Tweeds wondered how often the man got the question of the resemblance.

He paid the fee of $45, grabbed a quick lesson on the differences between virtual reality and the real thing, attached all the wires to his hands and feet, put the helmet on his pile of hair, gave a thumbs up, and then his vision changed to black. It was like a theater when the screen goes black right before the movie. He sat there in anticipation, but nothing happened.

Finally, he reached up to his head to take the helmet off and just like that, his vision returned. Only, it appeared that he was no longer in the place he'd just paid $45. HE was on a beach! Tweeds could not remember ever being on a beach, not as sudden as this. He reached down just for the heck of it to pick up some sand. To his amazement, he was holding sand and could feel each of the grains!. Reaching down take his shoes off, he realized that his shoes were off and that he was standing in socks.

Looking around to see if anybody else had noticed him standing there in his socks (and little else), Tweeds noticed that this whole “socks on feet and little else” seemed to be the theme. It was like a nudist beach, but everybody was wearing socks. It was the weirdest thing. He was reminded of the days when he used to go with his cousins to a local pool during the winter. Going to the pool wasn't the memory. The memory that was sparked was, “I wonder what it would be like to walk through the Girls section of the changing room...”

Changing room or no, suddenly Tweeds was seeing women of all ages. From the “HOT DAMN!” to the “Woman, cover that up! We don't want to see your tits being blankets from your worn out pussy!” And of course there were the men who obviously spent time in the gym with their muscled bodies. Some were so chiseled, women were wondering which rock they came from. Others were so unchiseled, women were wondering which rock to stay away from!

“Hey you! Hey, new guy! He-ll-oo!” The voice was to his right. Tweeds stopped curiously gawking at the entire crowd as his attention was steered to the voice. If it would have been the voice of a guy, he would have ignored it. But, the voice of a woman is something that he rarely ignored. Voyeur that he was, there are never enough chances to watch some girl do something sexy.

As it was this particular girl looked to be about five inches taller than him, but what she had in a addition of height, she added up with her puppies. Even with her arms crossed over her breast, Tweeds was working hard on not salivating. The thought of all the fun that could be had with her breasts...and then she just dropped her arms and he was rooted to the spot. As though cemented, he didn't move. Well, correction. His trunk didn't move; but the handle did! Like the handle of an old water pump, his cock was quickly standing at attention.

“That's NOT why I called you, dude. I was going to introduce you to the rest of the crowd here, but it seems you're most interested in me. My name is DeeDee.” Her straight brown with blonde highlights hair and hazel eyes should have been what held Tweed's attention, but nudity has a way of shifting importance. She stepped forward to shake his hand. Tweeds couldn't help but notice that as her hand pumped, her breasts bounced. The thought of a cowgirl bouncing on top....

“Look, you wanna meet the rest of the group or do you have something else in mind?” asked DeeDee kinda impatient-like.

“Oh, I definitely have something else in mind, but I seem to have forgotten any type of protection.” Tweeds hoped he didn't sound as nervous as he felt. At those words, her face broke into a wide smile and she cupped her breasts and just jiggled them at him.

“What's your name, dude?” she asked with a saucy grin on her face. Her eyes kept flitting from his half-flat tire stomach, average man boobs, cool gray-blue eyes, and the one part of him that was still standing at attention.

“The name..is Tweeds. And if you going to just stand there looking at me, I prefer being touched to gawked at.” He finally walked over to her and felt like a midget. He was used to being able to look a girl in the eye without looking up or down. In this case, he was looking up and then grinned as she reached out and touched his reddened cock that was pointing almost directly at her belly button.

“ I was about to say the same thing, but if you're thinking you need protection, this is the virtual reality set and all of this is what you paid for. So, no protection needed.” She still had hold of him and was starting to slowly rub her hand over his dick. It had been a while since ANY girl or her hand had been down there and I was enjoying it. “Don't just let me do all the touching though,” she added as she noted that he was just standing there enjoying the massage.

Tweeds took that line literally and reached out and began to walk his fingers up her arms. Getting to her neck, he softly massaged right below her ears and then worked his way around back and slowly pulled her to him. Her head tilted downward and their lips came together in a soft kiss. Her lips so soft and moist, her breath smelled sweet. His soft lips felt her tongue on the outside and it was the last wall of defense.

With a swift move, he side stepped and dropped her backwards onto the sand. It was warm to their naked skin, but not burning hot. Tweeds looked around and noticed with amusement that this part of the beach was FULL of people having casual sex. He turned his attention back to DeeDee and kissed her lips again. This time, her tongue was pushing against his own, so he opened his mouth and let her in.

At the same time, he had crawled on top of her and she'd parted her creamy white thighs. Slipping into her moist and inviting honeypot Tweeds moaned at the feel of her velvety canal parting to his cock. Tongues dancing and sliding around each other, his hips slowly revolved and thrust as he started the dance that brought moaning from both of us.

He broke off the kiss first and DeeDee was left with a slightly breathless look. He leaned backwards while still inside of her and took a breast into each hand. They seemed bigger with his hands on them. Thumbing over each nipple, he felt a ripple of desire go through her. Looking into her eyes he said, “I was watching you jiggle when you were walking over. Now, I wanna watch you jiggle to this tune. Lift your hips for as long as you can.”

DeeDee complied and he scooped a mound of sand under her so that her ass was pointing slightly up. Then, his hips settled into a harder and deeper thrusting rhythm. With each thrust in, her breasts bobbed a bit. It wasn't what he was looking for, so he thrust harder. They bobbed a bit more, but it still wasn't quite “the right way.”

“Here, you get on top and ride. I think that's the view I was trying to achieve but get up and ride because you know you wanna.” Tweeds was rewarded by another saucy grin as her arms pulled him down on top of her again. Virtual reality that it was, she had no problem keeping the sand out of her vagina or ass.

After a bit more lip-lock and nibbling on her ear a bit, he was rolled over and she settled her 5' 2” frame on top of him. Her weight was comfortable and not pinching or pushing too hard in any place.

He relished in the feel of her ass firmly against his thighs. Her clit red and wet, her pussy firmly holding onto his cock, DeeDee began to grind her hips in circles on top of him. She slid backward and then pulled herself forward. Then, she settled into her own rhythm which was a mixture of horizontal and vertical circles and gradually increased speed.

Tweeds was entirely relaxed and entirely entertained. Her boobs were bouncing with each downward thrust. He tried to hold onto the wave that was cresting in his balls, but there was no stopping. His hands were unconsciously digging into the sand and she simply laughed. Finally, his toes curled and with a convulsion that arched his back, his rod of steel became a volcano and his eruption of creamy lava squirted into her hot engine.

She cried out in ecstasy. Tweeds was pleasantly surprised when she tightened her canal and milked him for every drop that he had. He was about to ask her for her number when suddenly his vision went dark. At first he thought DeeDee had thrown something over his eyes, but then a green scrolling marquee informed him that his 15 minutes were up and that he had to give up that spot for the next person.

With a sense of being lost, Tweeds reached up. This time, he was able to release the straps and his eyes came back to the bowling alley. Self consciously, he looked down and saw that he was still fully dressed, but he did have a boner!. Looking around to see if anybody noticed it, his gaze was drawn to a woman 5 lanes away from me. She was laughing and talking with her friends about how much fun she had on the beach.

As he was walking over towards her to get her number for real (and not in a virtual reality world), he overheard her talking to another attractive woman. “You would not beLIEVE what happened to me, Cherry! Everything is soo real that you won't even know or realize that you're in another world until your time runs out. Cherry, are you listening to me? Who are you looking at?”

The other woman simply pointed at me. My eyes met with DeeDee and her mouth dropped open in astonishment. “Tweeds???” She got up and and gave me a once over and then that saucy grin appeared as she noted my tent.

“One and the same, DeeDee,” he replied with an easy grin. “I never got your phone number and after that show you gave me, I wanted to see if you knew any other positions.” He grinned wider as her face actually flushed in embarrassment. Then, she remembered her friend.

“Cherry, you take your turn in the virtual world. I have to talk to this guy. I'm sure you'll have your 15 minutes of fun.” She helped her friend (who was as attractive to him as DeeDee was) into the helmet. As soon as Cherry walked away, DeeDee turned to me.

“Did you want my number or did you want to try another position?”