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TDM 009: I'M IN LIKE WITH YOU
| TDM 009: I'M IN LIKE WITH YOU |
00. Arrival This time, you come out of the water, the Nameless Island's own inherent energy drawing people in. It's like being suspended between realities and abruptly pushed from behind through a rift in dimensions. It may make you sick, or that might be the motion of the ocean, lifting you to the surface and carrying you to shore. Waterlogged and covered in sand, new arrivals will be greeted by robots who welcome them with towels and bracelet devices. The A5 card is already loaded up. Feel free to explore the Island, though there isn’t much to see. Most of the buildings are abandoned and in dire need of repair, and beyond the city lingers a thick fog that obscures much of the wilderness from view. Wander too far into this fog, and you will find yourself mysteriously looping back to where you began, your memories of what you were doing and how you got there erased. With that in mind, it may be wise to stake your claim on a rundown apartment, a tent on the beach, or a bed in the “comfortable” new barracks. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each person's makeshift home. I. STARGAZER On the first night that new arrivals wash ashore, the moon rises. It's full and beautiful and surrounded by stars. The robots quickly bring old, dusty telescopes out of storage and line them up on the beach to help people get a truly spectacular view. "Look to the heavens! Behold, the chicken, the cat, the owl, the donkey!" It's... the cock, the pussy, the hooters, and the ass. For the rest of the night, characters will become fixated on the specific asset associated with the constellation they've gotten an eyeful of. Whether this leads to some body worship or just casual appreciation is up to you. You can learn about the stars and constellations later this month in some of the rare, non-pornographic books in the library. (More info will go up soon, so please be patient!) II. STIMULATING CONVERSATION An ancient courting ritual has been announced! It involves the give-and-take of candy hearts with slogans printed on them. Of course, since these hearts are being manufactured by robots, their sense of taste is a little... off? Or perhaps off-putting? "You'll do." "5/10." "Acceptable." "Sloppy Seconds." Receiving a negative heart makes one feel insecure, jealous, and submissive. "Be mine." "Nicest ass." "Swell bulge." "They're good lays, Bront." Receiving a positive heart will make one feel confident, boastful, and dominant. Your friendly neighborhood 'bots will give them out to anyone who asks - and maybe even those who don't. III. Eat Or Dare The robots have set up a stall by the beach with a banner that reads: Eat Or Dare. They have procured bigger candy hearts than ever before -- fist-sized and larger -- with actions written on them instead of derogatory slogans. "Take a dive." "Lick me." "Get handsy." The name of the game is to follow the instructions or forfeit the challenge by making the evidence disappear into your mouth. Delicious! Those who eat the candy hearts will feel themselves getting giddy and unreasonably invested in the love affairs of others. They will feel compelled to play matchmaker to spread the cheer. N A V I G A T I O N |
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The slow pace was even more agonizing than if 6O had given her everything at once. There was a temptation to push back and take over a little, but she thought better of it. She wanted to see what would happen if she built up 6O's confidence.
So she waited until 6O was fully sheathed inside her to do anything more. When that happened she took a few moments to savor the feeling before moaning out "6O you feel so good."
Then she grabbed one of the cushions in the tent pulling it over to herself to lay her head down on it, putting her face down and raising her ass up more prominently against 6O.
If 6O's main experience was with someone more domineering than this heavily submissive position would be quite a new sight. Accord was putting herself almost fully at the other android's mercy.
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Biting her lip to stifle another moan as the feel of Accord's shifting hips, she began to slowly move her own. Rolling at first, still fitting inside the android, pushing herself even deeper with the slight adjustment to their position. She just felt so good and hot...
"Accord... you feel amazing...," she remembered to speak at least, before she started to pull and push a bit more, to actually thrust inside of her.
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A gasp left her lips as 6O finally began to thrust inside her. While she had taken the time to think and decide she wanted to give the lead to 6O that didn't mean she was particularly experienced herself. The feeling of someone filling her like this was something she hadn't felt in a long while. Her duties didn't exactly give her much company other than her own hand.
For a little while she just let 6O go at her own pace, Accord certainly wasn't complaining with her soft moans and sighs indicating she was enjoying herself. However after a minute or so of this she moaned "6O... y-you can push harder if you want. Please... I want more of you."
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But how could she ignore that sweet, honey-like plea? She nodded, stiffing another pitched cry as she started to do just that, working her hips more firmly, faster, her ears burning with the sound of her hips smacking against Accord's backside.
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Her moans were more frequent now. Long strings of mewls, moans and groans as 6O's cock stirred her up. She felt a bit selfish for not doing some of the work for 6O, but she wanted to see how far 6O would go with some prompting.
To that end after 6O had found and stayed on her rhythm for a while Accord would encourage her "Y-you can touch me more if you want. Grab my ass, spank it if you like or maybe grab my pigtails?" She offered some options thinking it might help 6O avoid being paralyzed by indecision.
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An idea did occur to her.
Her hands moved, no longer clamped at Accord's hips. One crossed over her chest, lifting her up, clutching at her chest with a possessive grip, while the other circled around her hips, finding her clit with relative ease, two fingers rubbing briskly at the stiff pink bundle of nerves.
All the while, her hips started to move faster, thrusting her cock even more roughly into her fellow android, her moans carried on heavy, whimpering pants as she did so.
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Then the blonde android had her moaning hot as she not only teased her clit but began to fuck her so vigorously. It had taken all words from Accord for a few good moments, all she could do was shudder and moan at the sensation.
Regaining her wits a little she moaned out "6O that's so good, keep going!" She wanted to lavish praise for the unexpected, but welcome initiative.
There was also another desire that came over her. Accord shifted her body, leaning back just enough so she could turn her head and look at 6O. "P-please-" she got cut off by her own moan "please kiss me 6O."
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But more than anything... Absolutely. Absolutely she wanted to kiss Accord again. It had been that first kiss that really stunned her, after all, and she eagerly pressed her lips and tongue to Accord again, swallowing up a keening moan.
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That feeling was even more intense as those haptic motors were used for something probably beyond their intended purpose. She cried out from the sudden feeling and found herself reaching for 6O's arm to just have something to hold onto.
When 6O pressed into the kiss she moaned openly into it. The kiss was something intense, passionate and less in control than the one from earlier. Accord parted her lips immediately and began to rub her tongue against 6O's. It wasn't really so much a wrestle as a dance. Accord was not in the mindset to dominate at all, but she did want to show her appreciation to 6O in that moment.
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Her hips bucked even harder, thrusting faster as the vibration intensity in her fingertips increased. She wanted, so badly, to feel Accord come, to reach that high. Every sound was drowned away by their kiss, but she still wanted to feel her. She was so amazing...
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When she finally went over the edge Accord's body went rigid, her eyes shutting tight and she moaned loud enough that even the kiss couldn't muffle it. All of Accord's pleasure simulators were firing off in this blissful moment leaving her stunned for a few good minutes. Probably longer if 6O still needed to push towards her own orgasm.
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It was absolutely amazing. It felt like her visual sensors glitched, dropping resolution, everything going fuzzy for a moment, all while her hips hammered against Accord, reveling in the tightness and constriction. Her voice cried out, driving herself as fast and as hard as she could until finally...
She burst inside of the other android, cock swelling and exploding, flooding Accord with thick, white, synthetic come that burned hot, round after round, her hips hammering each time until finally slowing down to an exhausted finish...
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Unable to keep the kiss going after her own climax 6O would be treated to hearing Accord's moans and cries as she kept going past Accord's orgasm. Each thrust getting a squeaky cry from her.
When 6O finally came Accord moaned at the lewd feeling of her walls being coated in 6O's hot cum.
Once it was over she fell limp against 6O's grip. She wasn't truly tired of course, but she was definitely going to take a break after those sensations.
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With a wince, the sensitivity feeling well too high, she pulled herself from Accord, feeling some of the come she'd shot inside of her pour out as she did so... She could only watch, panting, just finding the whole sight of her so... wonderfully erotic. She committed the whole image to her memory archives. She wanted to cherish it.