John and Aeolia's Streaming Adventure 2: Wide Eyes

The array’s activation signal caught Vivian by surprise and she nervously paced around her room.

“How’d I let Aeolia talk me into this?” she muttered as the receiving array on her wall ticked down towards showtime. “Oh yeah, that damn smirk of hers.”

She looked at the array, nearly a third of its pre-programmed lead up time spent. In two minutes, it would start to project whatever was being picked up by the transmitting array she gave Aeolia. And there was only one sort of show the winged woman would want to show her.

Vivian stopped her anxious pacing and took a deep breath.

“You can do this,” she affirmed, slightly surprised by the volume she used. “You’ve helped fight robots and beasts today after years of sitting forgotten on the sidelines, and now the two people who’ve made that possible are doing this.”

That thought caused her heart to race more, now more from arousal than nerves, and she quickly began to shed her clothing as the timer dipped below one minute. She caught herself in her closet mounted mirror and idly hefted her breasts. The pale pair filled her palms nicely and her pink nipples poked from between her fingers. She let out a quiet moan as she played with them before she sat down on her bed.

She felt her mana ripple as the array reached thirty seconds. While the array Aeolia had simply needed a charge to pick up the events before it, the one affixed to her wall was a bit more complex. It received the visual signal the same way a tv would, but then was designed to tap into her ability to project the image as a hologram. She could only maintain it for around fifteen minutes and had to be fairly close, but for an array she designed in about an hour and a half and didn’t need to concentrate on powering, it was somewhat impressive.

The array lit up as the timer ran out, the image of John and Aoelia in the 69 position manifested before Vivian, and her breathing hitched. She drank in the feed of her partners pleasuring each other, one hand drifting down between her legs while its twin remained at her breast. Fingers pulled, massaged and flicked her sensitive flesh as she watched with attentive eyes, committing every movement to memory.

Her gasps and moans became the soundtrack to the silent picture while her fingers grew more frantic as she stoked her passionate fire. She was no prude and no stranger to self care, but watching the live demonstration pushed her pleasure to new heights. The fact that it was John and Aeolia, people she had fallen for fast, putting on a show for her was the final push.

She cried out as she came, body shuddering along with John and Aeolia’s as their orgasms hit. Vivian fell back on her bed, breath coming in light pants. Weakly, she **** herself back into a seated position; a shaky hand brought to her brow to brush away some errant strands of hair her small collapse had knocked out of place and froze as her unobscured eyes locked with the projected Aeolia, her face decorated by a few strands of John’s cum and a knowing smile. Then she started to clean her face, scooping John’s seed into her mouth. Vivian’s core gushed at the erotric show and she began to play with her folds once more, any weariness from her previous orgasm gone.

Vivian watched them exchange silent words before John flicked his hand out and Aeolia shuddered, her shaking breasts drawing Vivian’s eye. She watched them exchange a few more words before Aeolia positioned herself over John’s renewed erection. Vivian plunged her fingers into her pussy as Aeolia sank down on John’s cock, pistoning her digits as the winged woman pressed herself flush with John’s chest, her lips moving as she whispered something in his ear before she straightened up and began bouncing up and down.

Vivian’s ministrations picked up speed as she watched their increase in pace. John’s hands had firmly grasped Aeolia’s hips and aided in her bouncing on his cock, both of their faces contorted in pleasure, a visage Vivian was sure she matched. Suddenly, Aeolia slowed her motions, now gently rolling her hips as she leaned close to John, bringing her mouth to nibble his ear before she said something to him.

Whatever was said spurred John into high gear and he started to drive his cock harder into her. Aeolia pulled back from John’s head, her hands braced on his chest as she bounced up and down, going high enough for Vivian to make out a good chunk of John’s pussy slicked dick. She matched their speed, her other hand tweaking one of her nipples. Her flushed skin glistened with sweat and her breathing became more labored as her second climaxed neared. Her peeled eyes drank in John and Aeolia’s actions as they grew more frantic.

John pulled Aeolia down as his body tensed in climax, Vivain’s lust flooded mind imagining his cum shooting out into her. As John’s orgasm trailed off and his head lolled slightly towards their array, Aeolia reached her peak, her head thrown back in an unheard scream. That image, of Aeolia bending backwards, her eyes closed in bliss with John’s half lidded eyes staring up at her with a goofy smile, sent Vivian over the edge.

Once again, Vivian collapsed on her bed, her breathing and eyes heavy from the back to back orgasms. After a few seconds of respite, she **** herself up, not wanting to waste the array’s remaining time. The sight before her had shifted from erotic to wholesome; John and Aeolia were still entwined, though now the wing woman was drapped over John, both of them looking slightly tired, John far more so. They were engaged in conversation, though heavily favoring Aeolia as John’s eyes drooped every few seconds.

Then Aeolia turned her head towards the array on their side and her enchanting yellow eyes seemed to pierce Vivian’s. A sweet, if tired, smile graced her face as she rested on John’s chest, then she winked and made a come hither motion with a finger. Then Vivian felt her mana reach the cutoff point and the projection faded away.

She swallowed a lump of sudden loneliness and let herself fall back on to the bed, curling into herself slightly, thoughts running through her tired mind.

“Well,” she breathed out, trying to sort them out, “let’s focus on the original question first. Am I a voyeur? Maybe. Might be the post high haze, but I don’t think I want to watch just anyone.”

The notion of getting off on watching anyone but John or Aeolia left her feeling sick and she pushed that idea away before it ate at the lingering warmth still running though her body.

“And,” she continued, her voice barely a whisper, “I think I don’t want to wait to answer Aeolia’s call. I wonder if that’s what she whispered to John.”

Relaxed, and with her thoughts fixed on that, she drifted into a pleasant sleep.

A pinging sound caused John’s face to scrunch as its incessant noise pulled him out of his comfortable respite. He opened an eye to see a number of floating notifications hovering above him, their contents obscured by the still waking organ. He closed his eye, thankful that seeing the popups had quieted the pinging and let his mind fully boot up.

Aeolia remained blissfully asleep, her naked form draped over John’s similarly attired body; neither of them had bothered to put on any sleepwear after their broadcast ended. He had only enough energy left after that to exit the Barrier and crawl into his proper bed. His thoughts drifted back to last night and he smiled as he slightly drew Aeolia closer to him.

She let out a light content hum and nuzzled into John’s chest. For a minute, John just listened to her breathing. If it hadn’t been for the growing light level, he felt that it could have lulled him back to sleep. Sadly, like the sun, he too had to rise.

With a **** sigh, John opened both eyes and took in the notifications.

Good Morning! Nice show last night. Just letting you know there have been a few minor updates to your system. Have fun!

John dismissed the wakeup memo and moved onto the update page.

Evocations will now be labeled as ‘Evocation’ as opposed to ‘Skill’. Character Sheets now display stats and mana amount on a scale of 1 to 7 in relation to you, as follows:

John left the display up and tilted his head towards Aeolia, firing off an Observe

The personal info hadn’t changed much from last night, so the changes to the stat portion stood out, even more so because of the splash of white against the usually green and black. He carefully lifted his arm so as to not disturb his bedmate and tapped the changed display.

Stats are now organised into Physical, Social and Mental. Physical represents the target’s ability to impart ****, react and maintain strenuous activity. Social represents how well the target can navigate interpersonal situations. Mental represents how effective the target is at logical reasoning and information retention.

‘No surprise she’s over seventy-five percent more than me in Physical and Social. Between her having less Mental than me but more mana puts the nail in the coffin of other people not having the same Intelligence to Mana amount correlation as I do.’ he thought as he dismissed all the displays, leaving him with a trio of achievement popups.

Achievement Unlocked: Going Down
Ate a girl out. Good on you, too many don’t.
Reward: +1 Libido

Achievement Unlocked: Synchronized Climax.
Had an orgasm at the same time as your partner. Good timing!
Reward: +1 level to all sexual skills

Achievement Unlocked: Showstopper
Your enraptured audience sure did like what she saw.
Reward: Incubus Elixir

John cleared away the displays and pulled out the gifted item. A small vial, only slightly bigger than a chemistry test tube, appeared. A glowing purple liquid filled the container that was warm to the touch.

‘Well, this’ll make things fun,’ he thought, willing the vial back into his Inventory before tapping the unknown effect.

Aura of the Incubus: Those who find you attractive will have their Libido increased by 30% and are more sensitive to your touch.

‘Definitely will make things fun,’ he added, closing the readout. ‘Just, better not drink it outside of the bedroom. Don’t want any accidents to happen.’

No longer distracted by popups and gifted items, John relaxed, figuring he had a little time before he had to get up and pretend to get ready for school. Then, he heard hurried steps from downstairs.

‘Mom’s up and about,’ he thought with a frown. ‘Sounds like she’s in a hurry.’

Aeolia groaned and curled into John more, pressing her face into his chest. “Hmmm, your mom’s loud today.”

“Yeah,” John replied, idly running his hand up and down her lower back.

“Think Vi had a good sleep after our show?” she asked quietly.

“Well, I got an achievement that said she sure liked what she saw,” John answered. “Hopefully that translates to a nice and good sleep.”

Aeolia nodded, her hair tickling John’s neck. “And hopefully it leads to her joining us.”

“That would be nice,” John added. The noise of drawers opening and closing continued to sound from below, drawing a frown to John’s lips. “Mom’s really moving down there. I’m going to head down and see if she needs any help. Meet me at the shower?”

Aeolia didn’t respond immediately, opting instead to lift herself off John, arching backwards to stretch out any kinks. She then swiftly compressed to her innate size, flew to collect her veil bracelet and faded from view. John smiled and hauled himself out of bed, slipping on a t-shirt, underwear and shorts before heading downstairs.

He heard his mother’s footsteps from the kitchen before the sound of falling papers followed by a soft curse interrupted the sporadic tapping of heels.

“You okay, Mom?” John asked as he walked in, freezing as he saw her bent over at the waist, her pencil skirt clad ass pointed right at him. His eyes drifted from her thick, well sculpted butt down her stocking clad legs before he wrenched his gaze away.

“I’m fine, sweetie,” Brenda said, as she finished collecting her fallen paperwork and fixed her posture. “Just knocked some files down. Nothing to worry about.”

She placed the papers back on the table, smoothing out the few wrinkles in her blouse, unknowingly causing it to strain against her breasts. John gulped at the sight, thankful his loose shorts hid his emerging erection.

“So, early day?” he asked, hoping a conversation about work would help to quench the nascent incestuous desires that kept welling up in him.

Brenda sighed. “Unfortunately. Another one of our clients decided to reduce the number of accountants they had hired and we were the lucky recipient of a fifty percent increase in our workload.”

“That sucks,” John said. “Anything you need me to do here to keep the workload down?”

Brenda shook her head and smiled at John. “You don’t need to worry about anything, sweetie. Once we get on top of the extra work, everything will settle down. You just focus on school and that new job of yours.”

Her eyes flicked to the stove’s clock and she sighed.

“If I don’t get on the road soon, it’ll be another late night. See you tonight, John.”

She leaned in and gave him a quick peck on his cheek, then headed for the door, paperwork and purse in hand. Her quick steps caused the braid she had worked her hair into and her ass to sway enticingly in time as she left.

Before John could break out of his stupor, an unseen pair of bare breasts pressed up against his back and invisible arms lightly circled his neck.

“I’ll say it again,” Aeolia said into his ear, her voice amused. “Your mom’s got a great ass.”

John made a **** noise, which caused Aeolia to laugh as she faded back into view, a light chuckle on her lips.

“Come on, momma’s boy,” she said with a smirk, lightly shoving John before leading him out of the kitchen. “We have to get ready to head over to Vi’s.”

She shot him an impish smirk as they reached the stairs.

“And I can think of a good way to get nice and clean,” she purred.

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