Sorry, exams are annoying, 'nough said.

READ:Has use of electricity for erotic purposes, if you're not comfortable, ignore.

Clara stumbled around the TARDIS to the screen, naked, and feeling the cool air's effect on her body. Her towel was discarded by the door. Her nipples were rock hard. She pressed herself against the cool metal of the panel, and felt the slight pleasure. Near the door, a holographic projection sprang up. The Doctor was looking at her, not at all bothered with her highly appeasing nude form.

"Clara, this is protocol 47. This is serious, listen to me. Right now, I have fallen asleep. For all practical purposes, I am not conscience. The TARDIS will not leave, and you're inside for own protection. I am not in practical control of my own body, so stay away, this is data projection, it will answer all you ask, as long as it is relevant ... '

Clara had stepped closer to him, her breasts bouncing slightly in time with her ass with each step she took, after seeing the Doctor fast asleep on her bed. The first time she had seen him like that. Trust him to drool all over her sheets. It was comical though, he was too tall, and at the angle he was seeping in, his legs were falling off. The holograph moved his arms in a gesture, and it passed through her, her breasts to be exact. That was when she lost track of her surroundings. She zoned him out. There had been a sudden rush of current through her, turning her on faster than ever before. Her lust addled brain gave her an idea. She stepped right into the projection, and her knees buckled as the current hit her pussy, her clit, her nipples. It was coursing through her, literally. She felt the varying intensity of the current, riding and falling with the Doctor's voice. Talk about a deep voice getting you off.

That fact that she was being so naughty and getting of in the TARDIS, on electricity, just helped.

The source of her pleasure slowed down, and became a slow pulse. A dull throb. She opened he eyes to see that he had stopped talking. The one time she didn't want him to shut up, he goes silent. She asks, "Why did you shut up?" Instantly, he replies, not that she hears it all. She just understands something along the lines of - I finished ... also ... and this projection moves around with you.

She looks towards the TARDIS panel and notices a handle, a very phallic looking one. She orders the Doctor,"Follow me" Ordeing him, and watching him obey gives her slight thrill. She goes and climbs on to the panel. She aligns herself to the handle, crouching over it. She looks at the projection, and tells him"Stand here so that I'm in you again.' The projection did as told. The electricity burned through her, short circuiting mind. She crashes down on the handle in an instant, taking its short five inches straight into her sopping pussy. Her ache finally being sated. She did not even have to try to work it in. "TALK DAMMIT !AND DON'T SHUT UP TILL I SCREAM AT YOU AGAIN ! I NEED THIS ! YOU WILL NOT TAKE THIS AWAY FROM ME NOW! NOT AFTER ALL THIS BULLSHIT!", she screamed. She rode the handle with wanton abandon, not caring about the damage she may be causing. Serve the Doctor right for dropping in this way.

The sounds of her slopping pussy echoed around the room. The projection went on. She slid up down on the poor handle, thrusting. Time seemed to collapse for her. HEr thighs burned, with her constant movements. The handle pumped in and out of her tight, shaven pussy. She had chosen to shave that morning, keeping in mind her plans for the day Her ass smacked slightly onto the panel, adding soft slapping sounds to her erotic music. The electricity coursing through her veins was too much. She felt her high rise. The itch finally being satisfied. She would not let anything stop her now. She needed this sweet release. It came closer.

And closer

Closer still, with every move she made.

"oh soo ... close so so close uuhhhh yessss .. cummon cummm-on ... oh yes ... finally ... yes yes yes yes YesYes YES YES YESYESYESYESYESYES ! Oh FUCK MEEE DOCTOR! FUCK ME! OH YES! GIVE IT TO MEEEEE! OH -Oh- oh ... OH CUMMON! FINALYY ! "' she screamed. Her pleasure crashed through her. Clara came, hard. So hard, she squirted. She reached forward with one hand to rub her pussy between those explosive squirts. her juices shot across the TARDIS. Her hair was flying across as she tossed her head and squirted all over the small handle that brought her momentous pleasure. She came longer than ever before, hard. Her insides turned to mush.

She was reduced to a withering mess on the panel. Her chest was heaving up and down, and she was covered with a thin sheen of sweat. She slowly gained back motor control. She brought her finger up to her lips and licked them clean, tasting her sweet juices.. She finally got what she had been thirsting for all day. Although it was not from a big hard cock, she now realized how fun electricity could be. Clara rubbed her pussy gain, enjoying the after glow of that great orgasm. She sank down completely on the handle, and let her legs fall down. She sat there, the five inches sheathed in her.

Then she remembered, cock. Something the projection, now standing away, came back to her. She looked t the screen, at the Doctor. "Not in control of your own body, eh? This is going to be fun." she thought to herself. She continued to look at the screen, at the Doctor, who was now just sitting there with blank eyes. "Lets make this a fun weekend.", she grinned to herself. She raised herself off the handle, feeling empty. She got off the panel and walked to her towel, ignoring the longing, thinking of the hot piece of Time Lord meat she planned to replace it with. She wrapped it around herself.

"Lets start over, shall we?", she said out loud, and headed out of the TARDIS, her hips swaying as she slipped into a catwalk. She planned to enjoy herself immensely.

There you go! ;)

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