Alexa!

She was studying on one of the benches outside the school building, illuminated only by the light of the street lamp. How hardworking… well, if all went according to plan, she’d be working hard on your ‘hard work’!

Was that euphemism clever? Well, whatever.

Alexa’s last name was Jobs. Going on a tangent, you wondered why you remembered that so clearly. You’d heard her last name a few times when she got commended by the teachers for being a great student, but your subconscious just so happened to make a yet-unknown connection between ‘Alexa’ and ‘Jobs’.

Anyway, you had her last name, making her susceptible to your commands.

You looked around for a suitable location. Hmm… oh, that seemed appropriate. A more secluded bench over there, which you almost couldn’t see thanks to the faulty street lamp over it. You plopped yourself down on it, made sure the coast was clear, and made the command.

‘Alexa Jobs will come over and suck John Tyler‘s cock.’

And… submit!

You look over excitedly. Alexa sat up straight, staring straight ahead at seemingly nothing. Her hands packed the book into her bag in a daze, and she picked up the bag and started walking.

Walking towards you.

Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap.

Was this actually happening?

She got up to you, put her bag next to you, and got down on her knees, right in front of your crotch. Gazing up at you with nothing but lust in her eyes.

Holy crap.

This was actually happening.

Her hands went to unbuckle your jeans, pulling them down. Down went the boxers as well soon after, causing your cock to spring out. Alexa licked her lips.

It wasn’t the biggest, but you thought your mini-you was a respectable size. If anything, it was even bigger than usual. How? A side effect of the app, perhaps? Or you were so turned on that your erection was longer than it had ever been before.

Either way, Alexa immediately put her lips around the tip of your cock, and went down on it to the base, eyes looking up at you all the while.