Thread: Mikulicious! (Exodus x Scribe)

Usotsuki smiled back at the polite hostess. As she bent over to strap himself in, he took a good look at her low-hanging breasts. D-cup? C-cup? Well, they didn't quite fit her frame. He still tried to catch a glimpse of her panties. The underwear matched her costume-slash-uniform perfectly. Good job. Usotsuki made himself comfortable in the cockpit. Most of his body was covered in the silicon skinsuit. The dashboard between his legs was still warm from its last play. How many players have you seen, thought Usotsuki, as he slid himself up and down, anticipating the simulated flesh of his play partner. A light vacuum permeated the suit, stretching it tighter across his skin. He wiggled his hips a bit more, so that the flexible plastic seat conformed to his butt better. His arms and hands were comfortably adjusted and calibrated, so that he could feel and fondle his partner better. His mouth even had attachments, if and when his partner wanted her boobs sucked, pussy licked, or even let him suck her fingers, lips, or other simulated body parts. He didn't need to wear glasses, either, as the machine adjusted its ocular vision to allow play without them. He summoned the Player's Wanted screen. Girls... girls... he unset the filter of Female players only off out of curiosity and saw several avatars pop up. He set on again, of course. Most of the girls had computer-rendered 2D avatars, pretty standard stuff. Some chose to look just like them, some added obligatory kawaii modifications. A few players went more of the 3D route, basing themselves on various AV and gravure models. A player, of course, may have had several avatars, and a player's avatar would rotate like a slideshow. Most moved a bit, sometimes provocatively, reflecting a few seconds of a climactic scene they played in. The longer a player played -- at least for the women -- the more likely they would accumulate a library of slideshows. One of them seemed to attract his attention. The avatar seemed to stare at him, unchanging. A new player? It looked like she chose to scan her face, then impose it in a Hatsune Miku avatar. A pretty face, though. Hatsune Miku with a realistic 3D rendering? It didn't quite look like a 3D Miku, so it must be... yep, another girl showing off herself as her avatar. Pfft. He wondered how close the avatar looked to her in real life. Even the realistic faces couldn't be trusted. Who know if this was her, or just some model, idol, or AV personality she put into a Miku skinsuit. Neko kitty ears? Well, he'd be making her purr all right. Usually, this sort of play would be fulfilled quite quickly by his fellow otaku, but he knew the orb was in less demand because it wasn't straight fucking. Or was she rejecting other male requests? Some members, in a vain attempt at hooking up, showed their actual pictures in their profiles. Usotsuki had one and... ah, best not to think too hard about this. Select. Usotsuki let out a low contented moan as the orb slowly started. Just as the Mitsuki character could feel the sliding of the slick ball across her skintight suit if she chose to wear one at all, he could feel the contented purring of the silicon flesh across his cock. It was as if he was the orb, infinite contact with the female body along his hardening shaft. He rotated the ball faster, adjusting the friction, so that he could feel himself glide faster along her slick skin. He groaned a bit, slowly edging himself, though it took quite a bit for him to come. His fingertips controlled the speed of the orb, and he wondered how fast she -- and he -- could take the pressure. He alternated it. Fast... slow... then fast again. He then slid it right... then left... then both, a perfect symmetry over his stiffening cock. Was she enjoying it, too? He groaned as the sliding sensation slipped to his balls and even closed his eyes to enjoy the sensation. He looked up at the screen. Was she ready for some actual riding? He flicked to piston mode and smiled.