Herself

Jayson was pleased to see that Becka had decided to project as herself and couldn't wait to see what she had planned for the sexy Melissa. He typed in some commands and pulled up the images running through their shared minds and moaned softly to himself.

Becka was currently straddling Melissa's face and grinding against her mouth. Jayson moaned again and began to undo his buckle. He knew the facility was nearly empty, and knew for certain that this wing of the building was completely empty, so he was not in fear of someone catching him, but he had never done this before. Ethically, Jayson was supposed to be professional and taking his cock out and jerking it to a CPI in progress is anything but ethical or professional.

He stopped for a moment and then glanced at the screen again. That sealed it. Jayson's pants came down to his thighs and his hard cock was already throbbing and crying precum. Becka was now laying on her back and letting Melissa devour her. Jayson turned up the sound and listened to the two women moan together. His hand grabbed the base of his cock and started stroking. Slow, even strokes, letting his hand feel every throbbing and pulsing inch of himself.

Jayson closed his eyes and just listened to them. Listened to the wetness and the moaning and the cries of "oh yes! Right there!" and "more!" He let his imagination reach out and insert himself into the simulation. Jayson imagined himself coming upon those two going at it and them taking him to the ground and shredding his clothes. His hand worked faster on his cock as in his mind Becka was on all fours, presenting her ass and pussy to him, while Melissa spread herself open in front of Becka, waiting for her mouth.

Jayson was in heaven. His cock was vibrating in his hand as he picked up the rhythm as their moans and whimpers took on a note of desperation and finality. He realized that he didn't need to see what Becka was doing to Melissa or vise versa, he just needed to listen. Again, in his mind, Jayson was entering Becka, stabbing into her wet pussy. Deep. She was crying out for more and he was all too happy to give it to her. In his mind, Jayson pushed Becka's head down, until she got the hint that he wanted her to lick Melissa's exposed cunt. She complied and his driving **** caused her tongue to fuck Melissa more.

Another sound began to invade Jayson imagination and when he opened his eyes he could see Becka panting from her chair. She was close and so was he. He picked up the pace and looked back at the screen. Melissa was fingering Becka with such **** that Becka's knuckles were white from trying to stay in one place on the bed. Jayson felt his balls tighten and that unmistakable sensation of an impending release. On the screen, Becka was coming to hers as well. At the moment that he watched Becka squirt on Melissa's hand, Jayson grunted as his own squirt flew from his cock and he stroked into it, prolonging the sensation.

Jayson sat there panting, eyes closed, enjoying the after orgasm flush and dump of endorphins in his system. He knew he needed to move. Needed to clean up. Becka would be waking up from the simulation and it would not do to be sitting here with his half erect cock and cum all over his lab coat and pants. Jayson got up and went over to some lockers along the far wall, quickly changed into his spare clothes, and restated himself before the computer just as Becka's lovely eyes opened.

"So, Dr. Cannter, how did I do?" Becka asked, while giving Jayson an odd look.