V's Dream

On her hands and knees with a man taking her from behind, V gave a content sigh and opened her eyes.

They were in a huge bed surrounded by curtains, but she could tell by the way they rustled that they were outside. She threw them open to welcome the sunrise which was just starting to peek over the horizon and gasped partly from the beauty of nature and partly because her man had picked up his pace on her pussy.

The sand on the beach was tinted bright orange which contrasted perfectly to the ocean's deep, sapphire blue. A breeze picked up bringing with it the salty, fresh smell of the sea, and V closed her eyes and let it blow through her long hair.

She bit her lip in ecstasy and bent down so she was laying on her stomach with her ass in the air. Her man took the hint and repositioned himself to take her deeper, but he kept up his gentle pace. This wasn't the dirty, erotically charged fucking she was used to, this was lovemaking, and she couldn't think of any place she would rather be than here, with him.

They remained like that for a moment, him steadily plowing straight down through her while she raked her fingernails through the sheets. Finally, she felt her body building up to something. Her whole body went ridged and she propped herself up on her elbows. She rolled her tongue over her two front teeth and gasped softly through her orgasm.

Something didn't feel right, V realized. Not unpleasant, not at all, no she was drowning in pleasure, but it felt... different.

First there was no electricity to her orgasm. No voltage. No spark. That didn't mean she felt empty and hollow afterwards, it meant there had literally been no electrical discharge. It had happened without her euphoria circuits.

The second clue was that when she tried to speak, her words came out quiet and muffled like she was hearing them from a long way off and through a wall. She wasn't even sure what she had said. Her man replied with something equally incoherent, but she seemed to like what he said because she felt herself laughing and she reached behind her to hold his hand.

That was the final clue and V realized what was happening. She wasn't in control, she was just a spectator. That was so hot though, she thought, and settled in to watch through this mystery woman's eyes. V felt herself get back up and was a little bit disappointed when the man pulled himself out of her before cumming, but then to her relief, he laid back and lifted her up and over his cock. She lined him up with her pussy and slid down until he was all the way inside her. She took charge now and started bouncing up and down on his long shaft, but slowly, as if going too fast would break some kind of spell.

The man started to buck his hips beneath her, but she said something incoherent again and he stopped. Then she leaned back and arched her back for the pleasure of the rising sun and when it rose higher, it rewarded her display with a warm embrace. She was clearly just enjoying having a nice dick inside her but after a while the man grabbed her hips and started pistoning in and out of her. Now they finally picked up the pace and V gladly listened to the fast, heavy slapping of flesh.

V could feel another one of those weird orgasms approaching and she leaned forward planting her feet on the bed for more leverage. The two of them went faster and faster until finally they both came and V felt the woman she was riding in finally scream out loud while her man exploded inside of her like a volcano. She felt him fill her to the brim with his cum and part of it broke the seal between between their flesh and gushed out all over the man's waist and the bed sheets. Her legs started quivering and she fell over sideways with her tongue over teeth again. That last one had exhausted her and she tried hard to catch her breath while her man pulled her into his embrace.

She smiled then rolled over on top of him. V bit felt giddy with anticipation to see who it was that had treated her so royally. Before she got to see his face though, she opened her real eyes and she was back in the small bedroom at the safe house. She sat up in bed and rubbed her forehead in confusion.

The indicator on her wrist showed her that her battery was full and her HUD told her biofuel reserve was topped off after processing all that honey. So she unplugged herself from the wall outlet and climbed out of bed.

"What was that?" she asked.

Somewhere in the house she heard a powerdrill whirring so she left the room half hoping to walk out onto the beach she had seen, but it was the same hallway she had seen for several days now. Her HUD told her that her hydrations were low, which was nothing critical to her systems but it helped lubricate her synthetic pussy and her mouth for more pleasant sex. Swinging by the kitchen, she poured herself a glass of water, filled it with sugar, and went to find who it was that was working.