Chapter Three: Distractions
Kikuyo saw the following while she was playing Intricacy 3.0. Her elegant character was standing in an alley of a city and the sound of ground plus air vehicles were strongly buzzing in her ears. The muddy bricks felt tough beneath her shoes like it was a grainy surface. The dirt was dry, so she didn't have to concern herself about the usual icky mud. She then heard the growling of a dog, or a hound in this situation. The avatar pivoted to see the shaded sunlight touching the spiky fur of the canine. Its glimmering crimson eyes were effortless to observe because of the amount of darkness there was with three walls surrounding her. To her back was a street with shop fronts on the opposite side.
"Whoa!" Kikuyo gasped. She glanced around to see if there were any comfortable surfaces to initiate the event, in which she simply found a long metallic bench with black leather cushions on the right hand side. It had dust all over it, but she didn't mind. Her breasts slammed against the surface, and her lower limbs spread out from behind her. She could feel the hound stepping closer to her, and it began to howl. She glanced back to see its fur violently twitching between its backside legs, which were sitting upon the tiled floor.
The creature temporarily got back onto all four paws, and then sauntered over to its prey. Kikuyo didn't have to remove her panties since the opponent simply bit it, and tore it off of her skin. The remains were tossed to the right side of the seat. The dog extended itself over her back with the hair of it going all over the place. She could sense the weight of the beast, and the curiosity was also burdening her in a good way. Its cherry red cock sprung from its hide with a height of ten inches plus a width of two inches, and began to rub the roughness of it against her pussy from below. She could see its bulk through the thinness of her dress.
"Oh, it's your turn now." She felt a bit uneasy with the concept of a friendly dog about to unleash its wrath upon her, or she was about to expand beyond her imagination. "Your cock is rough but pleasing at the same time." The rawness of the hound's groin triggered arousal, or her body was hungry for the anticipated sex. The masturbation continued while her gloved hands grasped the trunk. She could see the cock between her thighs, and her pussy spewing pre-cum simultaneously across her skin. The mammal then unleashed a roar, and pressed the tip of its shaft onto her wet entrance.
"Please come inside of me," Kikuyo begged. The peak rubbed for about a solid minute, and then automatically sunk into her. She let out a rolling wail of delight, as she could feel the cock penetrating her pussy. It was long and thick enough to pierce her deepest wall with ease. It got into the doggy style position with its arms over her back, and its back legs over hers. It pounded downwards while panting with its tongue drooling a hot ooze.
Kikuyo was also loudly breathing, as the intercourse session began to unfold. Each thrust would cause her belly to wobble due to the heaviness of the monstrous penis. The hound began to pick up speed, and was rapidly thrusting inwardly and outwardly as if desperately seeking her to go over the edge. She could feel the cork pressing against her pussy as if the dog was holding back its semen from her.
"Yes! More! Do it harder!" Kikuyo arched her back, and lamented loudly enough that it echoed. The creature did as she asked, or swiftly humped her from behind. It pounded, thrashed, and violently pierced her while causing her to quake with sexual gratification. The cork began to increase in size, as she could feel it growing while rubbing against her feminine entrance as if warning her that its pending release was growing by the second. It was like filling a water balloon and waiting impatiently for it to burst.
"I'm coming!" Kikuyo hollered. The pooch stopped, and held its dick completely within her while the orgasm caused her to twitch from head to toe with overwhelming delectation. The cork finally let loose and entered into her pussy while the canine hooted once again. She felt it go through her like a water balloon that was about to explode, in which its semen finally ejaculated into her. It was hot and staggering or quickly beginning to fill her up. She wailed a groggily groan and thought that maybe she was already coming again due to the intense heat of the dog's semen.
The womb was beginning to inflate, and she could feel the pressure of it from her body squeezing between the chair and the dog. The scene finally ended, and the hound withdrew itself before scurrying off while in a rush. She had a pool of the ooze between her ankles, and she could feel the outpour of it from her pussy like a barrel full of water with a hole in it. The character gagged a little from the sight, and eventually the graphics transformed to nothingness.
"Are you sure that you don't want to try something else?" Isono interrupted while Kikuyo despairingly put back on her panties before plopping onto her bed. "Or, maybe we could go outside for a bit to reset." The ally simply shook her head to refuse the offer. She was tossing around like she was attempting to turn her back towards her to abruptly end the conversation.
"No, I'm done," she simply answered. "You can play as much as you would like to. Although, it will be awkward to hear you pleasure yourself while I am asleep. Don't you think?" Isono deeply exhaled out of contemplation and depletion. Would she have to do Intricacy 3.0 somewhere else? What about the periods of time where Kikuyo was away for class and Isono was not? But those few hours would be dividing attention away from meals, homework, or even naps. But, she desperately craved to engage with Intricacy 3.0! The roommate simply faced the wall with her moist eyes, and also contended with herself while the prattle was hushed.
Kikuyo finally got up from her mattress after about a dozen minutes or so of both of them recovering from the game. She went into the bathroom to take a shower. Isono could hear the water running, and she too sat up with a straight back. Her glare scanned one angle of the dorm room all the way to the other side. The only other option that she could come up with was to shift the miniature sofa like item to the separate chamber. There was an electronic plug on the inside. It would be a cram, but it would be worth it.
Kikuyo eventually came back with her same casual outfit on, and Isono swapped herself to the bathtub as well for a wash before also putting on her modest attire. They headed outside to the main structure, and went to the cafeteria for dinner. Unfortunately, they did not speak to each other for the rest of the evening like they had been in a serious argument with each other. Kikuyo felt ashamed for being consumed by such hype only to be displeased by the untimely outcome. Isono had uneasiness since Kikuyo did not desire to participate, which would mean that she would have to engage by herself while not disrupting Kikuyo's personal schedule with her moans and groans.
The next morning approached Isono a lot quicker than she expected. The roommate Kikuyo greeted her like usual like the night before was already long forgotten. However, the chair with the burdening metals was still resting by the front door. It secretly whispered out to Isono. It begged for her to hop on, and feel the intense delectation that it always offered. However, Isono and Kikuyo both had to go to the same lesson that day, so Intricacy 3.0 would have to wait.
The studying associates returned to the same edifice that the classroom that Isono had gone to during the previous afternoon. The area was identical to it, but the subject was not. The professor was also female, and the scarlet suit dress of a jacket with a basic skirt that she was wearing reminded Isono of Kikuyo's character design in the game. The short black hair was like the scales of the serpent. Isono's laptop was active with her fingers typing in the notes from the front projection, but her mind was already wandering off. She almost at one point removed her smart phone from her right jacket pocket, but she hesitated.
Kikuyo and Isono were sitting towards the back, but students were still walking behind them with tardiness that was recorded by the mysterious teacher's assistant. Kikuyo noticed the roommate's elbow bending towards her, and shook her head to silently tell her to not get distracted. Besides, one of the rules of the class was to not use phones during the lecture. Isono quietly sighed to herself, and attempted to listen again to the monotone instructions.
About ten minutes went by out of the hour, and Isono began to nod off from boredom. Her eyelids would leisurely shut, and her head would bob backwards. She felt the drowsiness overwhelm her like her body was uncontrollably trying to put her to sleep to hastily pass the time. The zone was dimly lit, so that also encouraged it. Kikuyo saw the roommate's hushed misbehavior, but ignored it because she didn't want to be disruptive. She felt like she would startle her, and cause her to yelp out in astonishment. Isono's head eventually fell onto the back of the chair, and she fell asleep for six hundred seconds. Eventually the teacher sputtered a certain word so loudly that she was woken up, and fortunately no one noticed her trembling appendages due to the surprise.
"Did I miss anything?" Isono softly asked Kikuyo. The student swayed her head up and down to tell her that she did. The pervert leaned back again while yawning, and stretching her shoes out beneath the seat that was in front of her. She tried to not accidentally kick it to disturb the individual, who was sitting there, so she swiftly withdrew her reach. She was able to concentrate on the spoken words for several more minutes, but then she felt herself begin to drift off again.
"I'm going to go to the bathroom," Isono announced to her roommate. The lass stood up, and immediately shuffled her way to the end of the row. She arrived at the doorway exit after climbing up several upward steps, and glanced down to see Kikuyo turned around to face her. She had a very upset expression with a wrinkled forehead like she was irritated at her. The disrupter realized that she would be yelled at for sure when they were back at their dorm room after class, but she didn't care.
The restroom was across the hallway, and had five individual stalls. A miniature glass pane with sunlight was on the far wall. There were three sinks and mirrors plus soap sprays along with two hand blow dryers and paper towel dispensers. The walls and floor were made up of pale tiles, and the white toilet exteriors were tan in tone. The guest went into the one that was furthest from the door, and immediately locked the booth with her right hand. She then sat onto the toilet seat with her hands already on both sides of her smart phone with the device in the horizontal position.
Intricacy 3.0 was accessed, so the logo emerged before her right index finger touched the screen to make the game continue onward. She had her item on mute so no one would hear the audio, or the usual alerts that she received. She remembered that the game did not have any music, but the sounds were so unique. The menu popped up, and she selected her character before going to the next screen. The list of creatures was revealed, and she began to scroll down with her right index finger while biting her lower lip.
'What am I doing?' she questioned herself. 'I should be in class. Not skipping for the game. I just need to survive another twenty minutes in there.' The contemplative person stood up, and unlocked the bathroom stall before stepping out into the washing area again. She then promptly washed her hands, dried them off with the noisy dryer, and then opened up the frame with her right hand while grasping the silver handle. Her shoes squeaked while she sped across the path, and returned to the classroom.
Isono timidly went down the steps, and across the row towards the center. Favorably, no one perceived her ungraceful inlet especially the professor at the very bottom of the lecture hall. She eventually returned to her seat, and sat at it while glimpsing at Kikuyo. The roommate plainly exchanged the look, and then turned forward like she was affirmatively acknowledging that Isono had made the correct decision to come right back to the session. However, the brunette was only able to consolidate the information for a few more minutes when she felt somnolent for the third time. She arched her head back, and shut her eyes before the apparition began to restrict her meditation.
Isono and Kikuyo were at a miscellaneous illusory house especially the living room. She could visibly see the front door straight ahead and the dining room to the left. The soft beige carpet was beneath her exposed thighs, in which she was wearing her regular attire. So was Kikuyo. The walls were white with various framed pictures that were blurry, but she assumed to be of the owner's family. There was a crimson couch with wood behind them, and a matching furniture piece of a cabinet with display shelves full of precious items like dishes, porcelain miniature statues, and more to the left of it.
The dining room was not being looked at, but the scaffold exit was pale just like everything else. A chandelier of flaxen and glass with a basic hexagonal shape to it was dangling from the ceiling, and illuminating the hallway. She sensed that there were stairs to the left of the wooden floored entrance, and an eerie sensation like she was expecting a well-known visitor. Kikuyo, Isono, and an unknown guest were squatting in a circle like they were about to do something rather precarious and secretive. Kikuyo handed Isono an ivory plastic bottle of about one-and-a-half inches wide, and eight inches long.
"Put it in," Kikuyo ordered. "Hurry! She'll be here soon!" The top of the object was capped with a hole at the pinnacle like it could discharge a liquid of some sort. Isono did as told, and hastily eased the flask between her lower limbs. The user already had her panties and denim pants tugged down to her knees, so the bottle simply stood upright while she eased her pussy onto it. The inner walls slipped downward, and she could feel the thickness plus the harshness of the phial stretching the interior of her feminine opening. It felt astounding, and she could already sense an orgasm about to burst.
The bottle reached the deepest bulwark of her pussy, and she began to sit up and down to create a sex like rhythm that would allow it to thrust inwardly and outwardly of her. She instantaneously felt pleasure envelop her from head to toe like a rushing wave of arousal. The commodity began to squirt strange ooze from the top since the thing itself was being squeezed like a container of lotion. She wasn't sure if it was semen, or a cream, but it felt breath taking to her with the sensation of some kind of slime filling her pussy. She began to shift herself faster like she was forcing herself to cum. The bottle was leaking so much that the fluid was now forming a puddle on the floor.
"It's too late! I didn't come yet!" Isono thought aloud. Her gut was beginning to bulge from the weight of it in her womb. She stared at the opened door, and suddenly a woman was standing there. Isono realized that the lady was there to take her somewhere else. She had on a black puffy coat like it was winter and only her dismal boots plus skinny jeans were visible because of the long length of the cloak. Isono was too ashamed to study the visitor's facial features. She attempted to stand up while cupping the bottle between her upper thighs with her right hand.
"You have to take it," Kikuyo advised her. "Keep wearing it, and hold it all in." The pervert put back on her lower clothes, and the canteen was spilling out even more. Its penetration felt awesome and cumbersome. She remained in place while she could feel her insides swelling and inflating from the elixir. She could also sense the bottom of the bottle poking through the back of her pants, so her left hand attempted to push it in even further to prevent the others from seeing it. The tip of it felt so pointy that she wailed out in agony from the discomfort and pain of it abrading further than it was supposed to go. It was completely within, and she began to step forward to avoid any further delays from departing.
"It hurts!" Isono shouted. "But it feels so good! I want to come!" Her hand would push on the rear end of the object, and it would seem to bounce backwards or had a thrusting action of its own in a way. She stood in the archway of the living room, and pressed her buttocks against the edged wall. She then went back and forth like she was humping the tall surface. The more that she did so the more mire would pour out into her stomach, but the orgasm just didn't seem to want to pop like usual. It was so full now that she appeared to be impregnated. Some of it was trickling down her ankles, and onto the carpet. She then looked again at the female stranger, and felt guilty like she had done something very wrong.
Isono woke up with a startle. Her heart was throbbing in her bosom, and her pussy was agitated with titillation. Her breasts were also erect. The lesson was over, so the students were wandering towards the egress. Some were even heading in the opposite direction to speak with the professor. Kikuyo uttered something, but Isono was still too groggy to notice. The confused one shut the lid of her laptop, and shoved it into her backpack. She then got up, and followed the roommate to the lit passageway.
End of Chapter Three