Sex with Alicia Vikander

“Well, we should probably call it a night and get some rest.” Rebecca sat up and started to move as if to get off the bed. It was now or never.

“I thought you wanted to share the bed tonight?” I asked, trying to be as innocent sounding as possible.

“I… I did?” she was sitting on the edge of the bed and turned to look back at me with confusion.

“Heh, yeah. I thought it was a little forward, myself, but I’m okay with it.” I sat up, leaning against my arms to look at her. “Unless… you’ve changed your mind?”

Rebecca was clearly confused, but she didn’t want to go back on her ‘word’. “No, you can stay. Sorry, I guess my brain is still in the role of that Rebecca character.” She grinned with a hungry look in her eyes and crawled like a cat stalking its prey toward me. “I’ve got you right where I want you.”

I laughed and prepared for her telegraphed leap, catching her in the air and rolling with the motion. We crashed into the bed, her lithe body pinning me against the ruffled blanket and sheet. I grabbed her slim waist and twisted, playfully pushing her down next to me. Vikander broke into uncontrolled laughter as my perusing hands tickled her back and sides and she squirmed next to me. In the fun, Rebecca twisted too forcefully and accidentally crushed my erection between our legs.

“Fuck!” I exclaimed, pulling back in pain and checking to make sure nothing was damaged.

“Oh no, I’m sorry! Was... was that your…” Rebecca sat up in bed, wrapping herself in her blankets while I stumbled out unto the floor. As her prior laughter faded, she grew concerned and ashamed, but there was a mix of some other emotion in her expression as well…

After a couple seconds, the dull throbbing passed, and I caught my breath. “It’s all good, just nicked it a little.” I said with a chuckle. I took the moment to look at my phone on the nightstand, which was still unlocked, and saw the colorful diagram of her brain from before. There were 3 colors that stood out: Blue, Purple, and Pink. I knew the purple was fear which was probably the concern she had for my damaged little member, and I assumed the blue was the shame that she was feeling for the accident. The pink… was she feeling a little horny?

Curious, I picked up the phone and quickly opened the Emotion menu before heading to Lust. Sure enough, _Lust was defined by the pink hue that was taking up space in her brain’s representation. The angel on my shoulder didn’t even have time to react before I took the slider under Lust _and pushed it up to 80%. Instantly, the pink hue overtook the entire diagram and pushed out the other shades and my erection returned in full ****.

“What are you doing with the phone? Come back into bed, handsome.” Rebecca was laying back down now and she seemed almost out of breath. She didn’t have to ask twice! I switched off the screen and went back under the blankets with her.

Almost immediately after I was comfy, she was fully pressed up against me, all signs of pretense gone from her body language. I leaned into it and wrapped my arm around her, feeling her full breasts push against my torso and her hot breath against the side of my face. Rebecca explored my body with her hands, sliding up my back with one while massaging the curve of my butt with the other. With a sly wink, she gave my ass a playful squeeze.

“Woaaahh, someone’s feeling a little touchy-feely,” I replied coyly.

“I’m trying to return the favor. Why… aren’t… you… ticklish?!” Now that I recognized her squeezing intentions, I couldn’t help but laugh at her frustration in failing to find a weak spot.

I pinned her searching arm under my own, leaned forward, and kissed her before she could react. Her eyes were wide in surprise at first but closed as she melted into my grip and embraced the kiss. Rebecca’s arms wrapped around my torso and squeezed as we continued to make out. The kiss started slowly and quickly gained speed as our hands moved up and down each other’s bodies.

It was a heated blur that moved quickly as my hands found her bra clasp and hers found the top of my trunks. In moments, my hands were grasping the firm small breasts pressed against my chest as hers toyed with my sturdy cock, now free from the boxers lying loose between my feet. Our kissing increased in speed and fervor as our heart beats sped up. I broke the slobbery kiss to push myself close to her, our mouths pushed against each other’s cheeks and my dick rubbing against her still-clothed groin. Rebecca responded to my thick bulge against her navel by roiling in a repeated undulating motion as our breaths turned to carnal panting.

We held this pose for a few minutes before Rebecca pushed me back playfully and forcefully removed the covers from her bed. Her sweaty body slinked off the bed and entered a kneeling position on the floor. I had no time to even react as her hands reached for my staff and directed it towards her face.

I gasped in pleasure as my penis slowly entered her open mouth. I’ve never been much for blowjobs, if I’m entirely honest, but I was getting one from my celebrity crush! Her head bobbed back and forth vigorously as her tongue and hands coiled and twisted themselves around my cock and balls. She expertly maneuvered her mouth on my dick like I’d never seen before, not even in the many porn videos I’d enjoyed. In moments, I was on the verge of busting the largest orgasm I’d ever known… so I thought fast.

“I… I thought… you wanted… me to fuck you t-to… till the morning?” I managed to ask in between her strokes. She stopped her sucking and with a loud SLURRRP leaned back, a mischievous look in her eyes.

I had about 2 seconds to catch my breath before she jumped on top of me, pushing me back down into the bed and soaking it in my sweat. She swiftly pushed down her green-white thong and clamored on top of me into a cowgirl position. Gingerly gripping my erection, she guided my penis into her wet snatch and gasped in pleasure.

Rebecca was already super wet and there was very little resistance as she bobbed up and down on top of me. I grabbed her waist to support her as we bucked and bounced in rhythm as our speeds increased. I felt my balls begin to tighten up once more and held back from unloading for as long as I could. As I sat on the edge and heard her breathing get more and more shallow as she approached an orgasm of her own, a loud sound reverberated through the room.

DING

It came from my phone. I turned my head to that side to see what was going on as I watched the low battery symbol flash on the screen. Shit. I let go of Rebecca and weakly reached for the phone, but it was too late. Without another sound, the screen went dark.

I held my breath, no longer quite enjoying the cowgirl ride as I was before. Rebecca continued to ride my cock for a few more minutes, but the enthusiasm was slowly going away, and a growing look of confusion was spreading on her face. “What… what’s going on? I feel… everything feels weird.”

“Weird? Weird, how?”

“Like… I don’t know, I feel like my head is in a fog.” Rebecca reached for her head and held it as she finally stopped bouncing. As she held her head in her hand, I noticed that her breasts seemed to be growing a little and the muscles were becoming less defined on her arms and legs. The changes we’d made were reverting now that my phone died! Oh shit.

I tried to move her off my dick and act fast, but I was too slow. Rebecca grabbed her face in pain as her skin tone lightened and her hair shifted back to its natural blond.

“What the fuck!” I exclaimed, my dick still inside of the transforming woman on top of me.

“Why… When did we start having sex? Who am I?” Rebecca was looking around in fear, and I took the time to finally remove myself from underneath her and roll onto the floor.

I jumped up, found my removed boxers, and slid them back on. Taking another look at Rebecca, I noticed that her skin pale once more and her eyes were shifting back to their original blue color as her face finished returning to its natural shape. I started to get dressed and was buttoning up my jeans when a pillow slammed into the back of my head, catching me off guard. I spun around to find Rebecca looking extremely mad.

“You ASSHOLE! You used the Mind Patch on me!” The British inflection was entirely gone as what was left of Alicia Vikander was officially gone once more. She threw another pillow at me that I deflected as I quickly ran to the door.

“Shit, Rebecca, I’m so sorry! I was going to put you back to normal after-“

“After you fucked me? After you took advantage of me?!” She was throwing anything within reach at me now as furious tears started to stream down her cheeks. “Get the FUCK out of my room!”

I grabbed my remaining clothes and made a beeline to the door, dodging the flying objects as best as I could. I was back in the lit living room, and I turned around to see Rebecca in the doorway of her bedroom struggling to pull the Mind Patch off her back. Unfortunately, it had already gone under her skin like the Body Patch. After a few minutes of struggling with this, she shot me a venomous glare, grabbed the dead phone from my hand, and closed her door.

I’d spent most of the following morning outside the apartment, kicking myself for being so selfish and so foolish. When I came back to the apartment and noticed nothing had changed, I resigned myself to the fact that the entire experiment was officially over. All that was left now was picking up the pieces and making sure I didn’t end up in jail.

Rebecca’s bedroom door finally opened sometime in the afternoon, and I stood up from my seat in the living room. Rebecca stood in the doorway with a face as impassive as stone and held my phone out to me without a word. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing I could think of to say seemed to work. So, wordlessly, I gingerly came forward and took the phone from her outstretched arm. It was still dead from the night before, so I took it to my room and plugged it in to charge.

Taking a breath to stabilize my emotions, I re-entered the living room and found Rebecca sitting at the breakfast counter on a stool. She was facing me and looked ready to have a very serious conversation.

“Hey…” I started with my arm behind my head in an awkward fashion of repentance. “Can we talk about last night?”

“Here’s what’s going to happen Brett.” Her tone was sharp and businesslike, further stabbing the dagger of guilt deeper into my heart. “What you did last night was practically ****. You toyed with my emotions and my memories and took advantage of my confused state to get laid. If I wanted to, I could call the police, shut down this whole operation, and watch the company use your actions as a scapegoat.”

An icy chill ran down my back. I wasn’t sure if everything she said would actually work out in that way, but I had no doubts that the company would throw me to the wolves before losing out on this amazing technology.

Rebecca took a deep breath to calm herself down before continuing. “I’m not going to do that though. IF you agree to my terms.” She stood up and turned away from me, lifting her blouse up on the back to show the purple patch where I’d placed the Mind Patch. “You are not allowed to use this patch on me under ANY circumstances unless I say so.”

Rebecca turned around to me for confirmation. I nodded slowly, ready to put this whole unfortunate incident behind me whatever it took.

“Okay. Second, we’re no longer friends. I’ll help you test the app for the remainder of this process, but we’re done at 6pm no matter what. Then I’m back to my room and you can do whatever the fuck you want out here. Third, at night, I get the phone. You can give me your charger and maybe this rule can change if I learn to trust you. Maybe.” Rebecca crossed her arms and leaned back against the counter. “Do you agree to these conditions? Or is this whole experiment over?”

I felt like shit. I’d fucked things up so much, but I was grateful she was willing to give me a chance no matter how small it may be. “Of course. I’m sorry, Rebecca, I really am.”

Rebecca didn’t say anything for a while. She remained looking at the floor with her arms crossed. Finally, she looked up with pain and distrust clear in her eyes. “I trusted you, Brett. I really did. I hope… I hope I can again…”

And with that, she returned to her room and closed the door.