Better Than Life Ch. 05

Better Than Life

by Kris Cherita

The story so far: Dan, a writer, is plugged into an artificially intelligent virtual reality program. All characters are over 18. Comments welcome, as always.

Chapter 5: Come Together!

"Do you want to return to where you left the game, or do you want to skip ahead to the orgy?" the hostess asked.

My time in the Better Than Life game had run out a few minutes after the VR foursome in the lift, and I'd waited a week before returning to give both my body and my credit card time to recover. "I'm supposed to be judging the masquerade," I said. "Let's start there." I relaxed in the recliner, donned the headset, and an instant later I was sitting at the judge's table between a movie reviewer and a naked fortyish Asian porn star and director who'd started in the business by working behind scenes as a make-up artist and wardrobe mistress. Morgana, sitting in the front row of the audience in her Elvira cosplay, waved at me with her boobs as well as her hand. Unlike the more conventional masquerade happening at the main venue, this one was mostly lookalikes re-enacting famous topless and nude scenes from mainstream movies, with the background projected on the screen behind them. Most of them were female, though one couple re-enacted a famous scene from Life of Brian, and the porn star perked up noticeably at the sight of a muscle-bound Terminator. Highlights included convincing doubles for Scarlett Johansson as the female from Under the Skin, Darryl Hannah as Madison from Splash!, Jenny Agutter as Jessica from Logan's Run, Mathilda May as the space girl from Lifeforce, Kitten Natividad stripping from Bodacious Ta-Tas, and my pick for winner, a shaved Rosario Dawson double as Elizabeth from Trance. Rog, the reviewer, voted for the Scarlett lookalike, but the director, after grudgingly acknowledging that we weren't going to vote for the bodybuilder no matter how big his pecs were, eventually sided with me after we agreed that first, second and third place winners would all be invited to the orgy.

"I've read some of your work," the director said as we walked to the lift. "Want to pitch me a script?"

I thought quickly. I knew that while most of her films featured other Asian stars, she'd also directed at least two Fucked-Up Fairy Stories, Little Red Riding Ho and Slurping Beauty. "Do you know the Christina Rosetti poem 'Goblin Market'?" I asked.

"I don't think so."

"It's about two sisters who're told not to eat the fruit from Goblin Market because it tastes so good that they won't be able to eat any other food after they've tried it." The lift door opened, and we stepped inside. "One of the sisters succumbs, and discovers that it's true -- and that after eating it, she can't find the goblins again. Eventually her sister locates the goblins and tries to buy some of the fruit, but the goblins won't let her take it away. They try to force her to eat it, and she escapes and tells her sister to lick the juice from her face, and it cures her of the addiction. So, ah, instead of fruit, you could make it about a woman who swallows cum and gets addicted to it, but when she can't find the goblin again, she tries a wide variety of sex acts but none of them satisfy her. Finally, her sister, out of desperation, finds the goblins, but instead of swallowing cum she gets creampied or bukkaked and... Of course, you could make it a girlfriend instead of a sister..."

"I like it," said the director. "I have actresses who can pass as sisters, and fauxcest sells nowadays. If you write a short treatment, I can send you a contract." The doors opened on the floor for women only, and the director stepped out. "Bye!"

I'd been warned that the sex party was enormous and catered to a huge range of preferences, not just mine. There was another floor for gay men, a dungeon in the basement for the hardcore BDSM crowd, and many rooms above those, with a bar on the roof for people who wanted to relax and recover. I exited the lift at one of the floors dedicated to more mainstream tastes, and noticed a sign on the wall saying, ALL GIRLS ARE YOURS. I blinked at that, because it was the premise of free use porn, a sub-genre that had never really appealed to me: if you're going to fuck a woman and she barely even notices, then you might as well use a fleshlight. Even high-end sex robots could be programmed to respond to good sex, as a way of teaching people to become better lovers.

A moment later, I realized why the line was familiar. The same sign pops up in the party/hallucination at the end of Hesse's Steppenwolf. Maybe the AI had read the novel, or maybe it had taken it from my memory. Either way, I turned left and began walking down the corridor past gyms and saunas, indoor pools and hot tubs, schoolrooms and doctors' surgeries; strip clubs and lingerie boutiques and sex shops with gloryholes -- and tunnels and rooms to enable voyeurs to look through one-way mirrors at exhibitionists. I noticed one room decorated like a Vegas honeymoon suite where Quinn, her body paint somewhat smeared, was riding a man cowgirl style. She turned around and smiled at me, then beckoned and pointed at her asshole.

I'd never tried double penetration: no-one I'd dated had ever suggested it, nor had any of my male friends. As tempting as Quinn's ass was, I decided I'd pass. The mirror on the ceiling above the heart-shaped pink bed didn't help, even though I knew that VRAI was recording everything anyway. I wondered briefly whether the man Quinn was riding was real or just a computer-generated NPC, and decided I didn't need to know, so I blew Quinn a kiss and continued down the corridor.

I looked through the next doorway, and saw a maid café, with six maids servicing the customers (five male, one female) in different ways. I paused for a moment, half-aware that something was odd, but I had to look again to realize what it was. All the maids looked Japanese except for their hair - one was blonde, one redhead, and the one who was giving a young-looking Japanese man a titjob had long turquoise twintails. A closer look at the turquoise-haired one revealed that her face, while expressive, had the disproportionately large blue eyes of an anime character to go with her hentai boobies. I'd read about Tokyo's aniago models and sex workers before, so I suppose I should have guessed that VRAI would find a way to incorporate them into Porno-world for fetishists. I was wondering whether I was likely to encounter Jessica Rabbit or Chel in any of the rooms, when the blonde maid, who was being vigorously buttfucked, turned her head to look at me curiously. "Just looking at the menu," I replied, and kept walking.

Actually, that wasn't a bad metaphor. Visiting the orgy house was like going to a huge buffet when I wasn't desperately hungry and could pick and choose... and then I looked into the next room, and it was as if the computer had read my mind and decided to present me with something irresistible. Three women were having sex on a long divan; two of them were sucking each other's nipples while a third, the Kitten Natividad lookalike from the masquerade, was dovefucking Tiff. The dark-haired woman bending over the other end of the couch worshipping Tiff's boobs resembled porn goddess Angela White at the height of her career, and my dick immediately stiffened at the sight of the gorgeous tit-flesh. The VR Angela looked at me, and stopped sucking Tiff's tits just long enough to ask, "Want to join us?"

I didn't need any more prompting; I peeled off my t-shirt as I hurried into the room, and undid my belt and unzipped my jeans as I knelt behind Angela and feasted my eyes on her perfect ass and cunt before covering her butt cheeks with kisses and burying my face in her already wet cunt. It smelled and tasted divine, and I licked her clit until she came, her moans muffled by her mouthful of breast. She turned around and looked down at me, smiling. "Your turn, now," she said. "What would you like?"

"I'm guessing he likes boobs," said Kitten, rubbing her nipple around Tiff's clit. "He'd probably like a titty-fuck. Am I right?"

"Uh... yeah. Yes please."

"Which of us do you want?" asked Angela, pushing my head down into her cleavage, then shimmying so that I was motorboating her. Tiff climbed up off the couch and stood beside her so that my face was completely enveloped in beautiful boobs, and then Kitten joined in, pushing her right tit into my mouth so I could taste Tiff's delectable cunt juice on her nipple. I was eagerly sucking as much of that gorgeous firm breast into my mouth as I could when Tiff whispered in my ear, "Angela loves having both her tits sucked at once."

That was all the persuasion I needed, and Tiff and I grabbed Angela and kissed her already hard nipples. She squealed with delight, and Kitten dropped to her knees and sucked my cock before Angela could grab it. She and Tiff diddled each other's clits until Angela came again, and Tiff purred, "You still haven't said which of us you want to tittyfuck."

I hesitated. How the fuck are you supposed to choose between a dark-haired Australian, a blonde Canadian and Mexican redhead when they all have boobs that taste like ambrosia and feel like cloud nine? Then Angela pushed my hair aside and whispered in my ear, "Pick me, and I'll rim you while you do it."

I couldn't possibly turn down an offer like that, even if it was only in VR, so I reached for her tits with both hands and said, "You."

She grinned, and lay down on the couch. I straddled her, facing her cunt, and Tiff grabbed a bottle of scented massage oil and squirted it over my cock and Angela's cleavage while she rubbed her boobs across my face until one of her cherry-like nipples slipped into my mouth. Angela sandwiched my cock between her beautiful breasts and I felt her tongue slide slowly up my butt crack before circling my asshole. The sensations were delightful and I wanted them to last forever even more than I wanted to come. I saw Angela spread her legs so that Kitten could kneel between them and lick her cunt, getting her even wetter before dovefucking her with her bodacious boobs as she diddled her own clit. I managed to delay my own orgasm even after Angela began coming beneath me, frantically licking my asshole as she squeezed her tits together and pulled at her suckable nipples.

"Fuck..." Tiff moaned. "That was so fucking hot... Is it my turn now? It'd be a shame to waste a hard-on like that."

"She loves it up the ass," said Kitten cheerfully.

"You say that like it's a bad thing!" said Tiff.

"I may not be able to last very long," I warned her.

"I hear you. I'm close to coming just from watching you and feeling you suck on my tit. I'll probably come once while I'm lubing my butthole," she said, grabbing a bottle of Pjur from behind the sofa; then, a moment later, "Oh fuuuuuuuuuck, I did! Quick, fuck me now!"

She lay down on two sections of couch, face-up, and diddled her clit as I pushed my cock into her hot slick asshole. She pulled my head down to her huge boobs so I could resume sucking her nipples as I fucked her amazing ass. She came again almost instantly, and her ass was so tight I wasn't even sure I could come, until Angela knelt behind me and sucked my balls into her mouth, then popped them out as she resumed licking my asshole. Then Kitten crooned, "I love to see girls getting cornholed," and my throbbing cock slid all the way inside Tiff's ass and I came so hard I almost expected to see my jizz spurting out of Tiff's mouth. Instead, she grinned as she felt me erupting inside her, and wrapped her arms around me as though she never wanted to let me go.

"That was hot," said Angela, after giving my asshole one last loving lick. "Maybe I should let you fuck my ass when you've recovered."

"That may not be for a while," I admitted. Tiff continued to hug me while Kitten frigged herself and sucked her own tits until she came, and then I slipped out of Tiff's grasp and kissed her on the mouth. Then I kissed Kitten, then Angela, then I kissed all six of their beautiful breasts, and then their delicious juicy cunts.

"There are showers outside the sauna down the hall, on your left," said Angela. "You can stash your clothes in a locker there, too. Nobody here will mind."

"Thanks. I'll see you later."

"We'll be here," Tiff promised, as Angela knelt behind her and began licking the jizz that was trickling out of her spectacular gape. I took one last look at this triple goddess and blew them a kiss before I headed along the corridor to wash up.

(To be concluded)