Bianca wants all the cum

Bianca woke up like she usually did: horny and needing sex.

This in itself wasn’t an oddity. The active use of the World Processor had created a world where women very, very rarely achieved orgasm. One of the many implications of this was that, in general, women had a higher libido because they couldn’t easily get rid of their pent up sexual energy.

Being covered in semen helped, and was always a satisfactory end to sex, but it hardly mattered in the long run.

This morning Bianca had it bad– today was Wednesday, which meant she’d be spending the evening at Nick’s place. Lots of sex was planned for tonight’s agenda.

She awoke with two fingers inside herself, slick with peach-tasting juices, and enjoyed a few minutes of self-pleasure. Her fingers roamed the outside of her sex, teasing her clit as she imagined all the things Nick would do to her come twilight.

She especially looked forward to the climactic end, where Nick would pull out of her, his cock shining with her lubrication, and explode all over her naked body. She’d have semen spanning her crotch to her chin, her tits would be covered with white man-juice, and a euphoric high would pass through her, finally satisfying her.

She brought her fingers to her mouth, the taste of peaches still slightly alien to her, and moaned.

She slipped on a pair of panties, not wanting to have an awkward moment with the guys, and rushed to the bathroom for a morning shower. She was tempted to play with herself some more, her pussy still slick between her legs and her nipples pointing hard at something invisible in front of her, but she knew it wouldn’t help.

Only Nick could relieve some of her sexual tension. And the sooner she made it through her day, the better.

Her morning passed in a blur of routines, the girl barely acknowledging Kyle when he left for work and completely ignoring Thomas when he followed suit. The house fell into a quiet silence, its comfort only broken when Bianca passed in front of Pamela’s room.

From the inside, she could hear the sounds of her roommate lost in the throes of masturbation.

For a second, she pitied her roommate. While she understood how Pamela felt, Bianca had the luxury of having a boyfriend to help with her sexual release, a luxury that her best friend didn’t share. Bianca knew that Pamela had been single for a few months now and, with the girl’s current pursuits of Alex going nowhere, it resulted with a girl who seriously needed to get laid.

None of this helped Bianca’s sex-filled mind as she went through her morning. She had difficulties packing her schoolbag, her thoughts still stuck on the evening’s plans.

She couldn’t wait to be fucked. She wore a loose shirt and shorts; something easily removable once she got to Nick’s place. Her boyfriend wasn’t one for small talk, she’d probably be rushed to his room the moment she arrived. There, he’d get her naked as fast as possible, feast on her pussy, and dive cock-first into her warm wetness.

As a bonus, she no longer had to worry about him accidentally cumming inside her. With yesterday’s change, he’d only do so if she gave him explicit permission. And, while an orgasm (her first one!) would most likely be mind shattering, she wasn’t ready to take that risk.

At least she’d end the night covered in cum. And Bianca wanted to be covered head to toe.

That triggered a thought.

When Bianca left for school that morning, she was smiling from ear to ear.

She ignored the hardness of her nipples, poking her bra with every step, and the slickness of her pussy, which was already forming a wet stain on her panties.

She was of single focus: get through the school day.

In the attic, the World Processor displayed a single sentence:

0002: Guys always produce at least a cup of cum during orgasm.