Moving to the Sexworld

Elisa came, hard. “FUCK!” she moaned as the third random stranger in the last hour was fucking her right in the cunt like it wanted. He blew his load inside of her, gave her a kiss, and wandered off to find his next conquest. Elisa just lay there, letting the cum drip from her pussy knowing that it’ll be attended to soon enough. Some other guy will want to fuck or some girl will want to eat her out, and the cycle will start again. Elisa wished she could have come to the Sexworld sooner. Clearly she belonged at home.

The rest of the Transfer Interview had gone basically exactly as Elisa had hoped. Skylar had brought out a guy, the two girls took turns sucking his cock for the camera, though Elisa did most of the work. Once the nameless dick had cum all over Elisa’s face, Skylar lay her down on the couch and started fucking her good, Elisa’s leg on his shoulder so she was spread nice and wide for him. Skylar alternated between filming the two of them and making out with Elisa. At a couple of points Skylar even presented her cute little boobs for Elisa to suck, and that was an invitation she wasn’t about to turn down. Elisa came hard on the dick, the dick pulled out and came all over her body, and then it was time for the next round.

Elisa was told to fuck him reverse cowgirl, so she did. She put on a show for Skylar’s camera as she rode the guy’s cock, her legs spread wide to show every last inch of her cum covered body to whatever audience would be reviewing this. Elisa orgasmed twice during this part of the interview, shaking and convulsing for the camera. She might have played it up just a bit, but the fact was, she was getting properly fucked Sexworld style for the first time and she was loving every second of it. For her efforts, she got another cumshot right in her tight little pussy.

Then another round of fucking on the couch, this time he spooned the much taller Elisa, which must have looked hilarious on camera. Short guy or not, his dick was great, and they both came again. Then it was time for anal. His dick was super lubed up from all the fucking, so a nice hard doggy style anal fuck while Elisa ravaged Skylar’s tits and pussy was up next. The interview ended with one last load of jizz right up her ass.

With the three of them in orgasmic bliss, Skylar had covered a few last technical questions. How long did Elisa intend to stay in the Sexworld? Permanent residency. How long until she could make the Transfer? Two weeks’ notice on her job, 30 days’ notice on her apartment. Did she have a job or a place to stay lined up? No, but she had the money saved up for a group room somewhere and was planning on trying to reconnect with her brother.

By the time she’d gotten home, she was already horny again. Her Hitachi was against her clit as soon as she sat down at her computer. It was time to do some research.

Skylar McElroy, officially a DHS employee but that was pretty standard for international and interdimensional travel. Her social media was private, probably because she’s a Sexworlder and prude world social media hated boobs. A basic google search showed that she went to high school in Ithaca New York, and that she was actually nearly 40. Damn she looked good for her age. A quick dummy account set up under the name of a classmate and one friend request later, Elisa had access to Skylar’s Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook.

Turns out Little Miss Government Drone was a party girl. There were a lot of pics of her making out with guys and girls at various clubs. A lot more of hardcore shenanigans typical of a Sexworlder. The guy they fucked in the office, he was actually her husband – one of them anyway, she was in a group marriage – another DHS employee. They had two kids together, both boys, the eldest was about to graduate middle school.

Skylar’s personal email was easy to crack. Her oldest son was named Bobby and was born in 2006. It didn’t take too long to logic bomb her way into the password, and luckily for Elisa, Little Miss Government Drone didn’t have two-factor authentication. A plan started forming in Elisa’s mind. Skylar was a bit of a BDSM freak. She kept talking to one of her wives about how much she wanted to be dominated, and that none of her three husbands really gave it to her the way she wanted.

A few days later, Elisa “accidentally” ran into Skylar getting lunch at an Italian restaurant about a mile from the Transfer Authority office. They made small talk for a bit, but that took a turn when Elisa took her to the restaurant’s bathroom, fingerfucked her to what seemed like a spectacular orgasm, made Skylar lick her feet and then her cunt, then **** her to give a blowjob to a busboy. Elisa left the restaurant leaving Skylar very satisfied. Elisa never really went the domme route, she was fine just getting fucked, but she had to admit playing the role for the little blonde minx was really satisfying.

The next day, Elisa got an email that her authorization for Transfer was approved pending security check. And one month after that, after flying to Colorado, she was on the train to her destiny.

The train’s seats were extra comfortable, probably to accommodate horny travelers to the Sexworld Going through the Cheyenne Mountain Transfer Terminal was very interesting, and this train car descended into an orgy almost immediately. They were required to be naked going through security, and very few people chose to reapply their clothes. As soon as the train departed, the mood from its passengers was one of excitement and anticipation. And once the ribbon of colors and lights washed over their bodies, well that meant it was time to fuck!

And fuck they did. There were guys and girls releasing an incredible sexual tension all over the train car in every combination imaginable. Couples, threesomes, foursomes, there was no limit to the amount of ways people could fuck, and they were taking advantage of it as much as they could during the three hour train ride.

… Except for the one asshole next to her. Even as the fourth guy was positioning himself to start fucking her well-used cunt, here was this thirty-something white dude with glasses not four feet away wearing a full suit and tie, looking at his iPad, and not caring at all at the utter debauchery going on all around him.

“Yes, that feels good,” Elisa said. This constant sex was exactly what she needed. Not even back in the Army was she this thoroughly fucked like she needed. And this was going to be her life now. Hell yes.

But her curiosity got the better of her. Call it a hacker’s curse. Who was this dude next to her? She looked at him. “Hey. You.”

Suit Man looked over at her, unfazed that yet another random man was fucking her good and hard. “Me?”

“Yeah, you. Take that tie off, man, loosen up a bit!”

The look on his face was one of bemusement. He adjusted the tie at his neck and pulled his iPad back up. “I like my tie.”

“Oh come on. Don’t be such a spoil sport! Let’s see what’s under those slacks of yours. Come on over here, let me suck your cock.”

“Nah, I’m good, thanks.” He didn’t even bother looking up.

“Dude, what is with you? You’re a bummer, man.” Elisa tried not to moan as she was getting fucked, even as another orgasm started bubbling up within her.

“Oh, yeah I’m harshing your vibe SO bad.” Suit Man was a sarcastic one it seemed. “You’re clearly having SO much trouble getting laid. Only four guys in the last forty-five minutes? You should be at three times that by now!” He made a show of rolling his eyes.

“Man, you’re an asshole.”

“Yup,” he replied proudly.

Elisa felt herself laughing before launching into an orgasmic moan. “Sorry, man.” She extended her hand. “I’m Elisa.”

“Tom,” he replied quickly, shaking her hand.

“Business or pleasure? As if the question isn’t obvious.”

He chuckled. “Business. Always business.”

“That why you’re glued to your iPad?” She smiled at him. He was kind of cute in his completely incongruous confidence.

“Yeah. I have a lot to catch up on before I hit LA. As much as I’d like to join in all the fun, I have bigger fish to fry.”

“Bigger than getting fucked by all these sexy people?”

“Sadly.”

“That’s too bad.” Mystery Man Number Four blew his load inside of her, making her squeal. All this attention her pussy was getting was making her giddy. Like the last few, this man left her alone pretty quickly. So many people to fuck, so little time.

“Can’t help but agree there.”

“Well good luck with whatever’s got you cock blocked. I’m gonna find another dick to ride. I’ll be thinking of you while I do!”

“Have fun!” he replied.

As she got up to find her next conquest, she noticed the glitter of gold and a gun holster on Tom’s hip. That’s awesome, she was flirting with a cop.

Her mystery cop friend Tom was soon forgotten however, having found herself in a sixty-nine with a cute as hell black lady, all while a nice fat cock fucked the black lady’s ass. Ah, this was the life. She was glad to finally be home.