Master PC - NYC Edition Ch. 17-22

That should be enough covering my ass, for now, thought Nat. He moved on to pulling up Misha's profile. He looked under their relationship and it turned out that many of the feelings she had for him were real, not products of commands he'd made. She had a history of dating white men, and a special fetish for large dicks. But as far as personality, this just seemed to be a chemical attraction, the kind that can be too difficult to explain in words. Nat was pleased. "Of all the cafés in all the world," Nat whispered to himself in his best Humphrey Bogart voice, "She walked into mine."

He gave her the freedom to choose her next moves in the following week but, to help her, he removed any anxiety about leaving her teaching position prior to tenure. And she wouldn't feel concerned about finding a new job in NYC. She would have a sense of confidence in Nat that he would be able to provide her with both financial security, if she stayed with him, but, also, help her to find a new career or vocation, if she so desired. He increased her intelligence, sophistication, artistic and creative sense, and social morality up to a similar level of his and Anika's, though she had already been pretty smart and cultured, to begin with. He made her have a vague awareness of what Nat did with the program, but only the more humanitarian elements, and, like Anika, she would never consider that Nat had manipulated her with the program and she would never have thoughts about using the program to harm Nathaniel or anyone else.

Although she was pretty perfect, sexually, he made her a couple inches taller, removed some of her body fat, gave her tits a little extra, natural support. He made her extremely flexible, completely ambidextrous, ten percent more inclined to desire and enjoy punishment and give punishment to other women. Her orgasms would be ten percent stronger, and could occur during any type of position, including a blowjob or even a hand job. Finally, he made it one of her main duties, once she settled in, to recruit more women for Nat, using social media, web research, back pages, and street hawking. The goal would be to put together a diverse group of woman that would both suit Nat's needs, sexually and, at-times, emotionally, while also being good candidates in brains and personality to work for Nat's company. She would conduct interviews out of Anika's apartment and then deliver a portfolio with background reports of the finalists for Nat's approval. Misha would be able to impose the authoritative but trusting demeanor which would let these girls know they may be needed on both a professional level and for other "administrative services" to be determined by the boss. The girls would be hesitant but Misha would ultimately convince them to give it a try.

At that moment, Nat heard Anika calling him and Misha for dinner. Quickly, just for good measure, he pulled up his own profile and bumped his cock length up to eleven inches and made the girth twenty-five percent wider and his balls ten percent larger. He hit enter and felt the tingling in his nether regions and he smiled to himself. Then he shut down his computer and headed into the living room.

Twenty

The table was set beautifully. Each of the three settings had a healthy portion of some kind of Russian beef stew. The aromas were dark and rich, of wine or brandy almost, with a hint of herbs like parsley and perhaps clove. She'd also made some kind of red cabbage salad, and some little dumplings, of that looked to be sitting in hot oil.

Misha was sitting at far end of the table and Anika was currently pouring her a glass of dark burgundy wine. Misha saw him and smiled warmly, patting on the chair next to her for him to sit down. Anika looked up and smiled as well. As he approached the table he saw that Misha had put on a teddy that must have belonged to Anika. It was dark purple with black lace trim. Her breasts spilled out of the top. They were a little firmer because of the alterations and she looked lovely. Her hair was nicely brushed and she had on a very light layer of lip gloss. He wouldn't have expected her to look this nice just for a night-in, but he wasn't mad at all. Staring at her cleavage forced him to suppress an oncoming erection that would have been gigantic, sticking out of his pajamas. He sat down on Misha's left. She leaned in to give him a kiss on the cheek and hugged him at the shoulders.

"This looks delicious," said Nat, projecting his voice to Anika who was still tidying up in the kitchen.

"Yeah, this is amazing," Misha chimed in.

Anika turned around and smiled. "Thanks guys. It's my pleasure to serve Nat and his new—or old," she corrected herself, "friend."

"Come join us," said Misha. "I'll take care of that stuff later." Misha rested her hand on Nat's thigh as Anika hurried over to her chair, her breasts bouncing under her shirt as she ran. She took off her apron, revealing her sexy thighs almost fully exposed by her short jeans, and sat down. She then raised up her glass, and the others did the same.
Misha cleared her throat, "I'll say something."

Anika nodded emphatically, "Please do."

"I just wanna say, Thank you, to Nat for letting me stay here and giving me an opportunity to relax and connect to some quality humans, instead of being stuck on a inane work trip. You both seem lovely and I'm honored to enjoy your company...and to eat this incredible food that Anika made. Thank you!"

"Cheers," they all said in unison, clinking their glasses.

As they indulged in the incredible culinary presentation, the conversation went in all kinds of fascinating directions, from the state of the NYC subway and politics, to television, to the writing of Marcel Proust, to the inadequacy of most men in the city, to their long-term ambitions for women's and trans rights. They, all of them, found an incredible amount in common and with the wine and the synchronization of their spirits through storytelling and light debate, they found they were all quite intertwined in a sort of love affair, by the end of the meal.

Nat remained somewhat blasé, wanting to see how things unfolded on their own. Misha continued to rub on his thigh and squeeze him when she made a point. She and Anika were clearly becoming smitten. When the meal was finally coming to a close, Misha volunteered to take care of the dishes. She got up to make one trip to the sink. Her ass pressed hard against the silky fabric of her teddy, swishing back and forth with each step.

On her return Misha said, sincerely, "Anika, thank you so much for cooking. This was lovely." Then she leaned down, put her hand on Anika's shoulder and brought her lips against Anika's to deliver a sensual kiss with some tongue. It lasted only a second or two, but they could all feel the aftershock of such a romantic and sensual gesture. As Nat observed them, his cock sprang to attention.

The kiss broke and Misha looked over at Nat, smiling mischievously. "Why don't I finish up these dishes now.You guys can get comfortable over on the couch, maybe start up another bottle of wine?" Anika and Nat looked at each other and nodded convivially.

"Actually, I just have to take care of one phone call, first." said Nat. "Anika, open up that bottle. I'll join you in like ten minutes...or less."

"I'll just help you with the dishes, Misha, until he gets back," said Anika getting up to grab more plates. It warmed Nat's heart to see his two "top girls," so simpatico. He ducked away into his office and pulled up Jennifer's number on his phone. He didn't really have a plan but he knew she was still probably infatuated with him and waiting for him to contact her. He didn't want to hurt her feelings so he pressed send on his phone.

"Hello?" answered Jennifer on the other end of the line.

"Hey. It's me." Nat said, a cold pragmatism in his tone.

"Nat. Hey! I've been waiting for your call..."

Nat rolled his eyes, to himself. It's funny because, besides her own issues and some minor attitude here and there, Jen had never been some kind of bully or major bitch, but for some reason he'd chosen to target her in that way with the program. He didn't have endless vindictive feelings and yet he felt the need to continue to make her, basically, his slave, to humiliate her, to disrupt her existence, and to use her body like his own personal sex doll.

"I don't wanna hear any attitude right now. You can come over my place maybe later this week but tomorrow we're gonna have some work to do at the office. I want you to wear a slutty, tight dress with no underwear, ok?"

"What? I'll get fired!" she said in a hushed and worried tone.

"Don't worry about that. I have more important stuff for you to do, and your job won't be an issue. I'm making a meeting for you me, and our boss at 9am. Be there on time and be ready to get worked hard."

He hung up the phone, definitely not having expected the conversation to go like that. But he already had two, sweet, loving women in his apartment, he needed a dirty mistress to compliment them.

Twenty-One

When Nathaniel walked back into the living room of his apartment, he was taken aback by the sight he saw in his kitchen. Misha was still at the sink where he left her, but Anika was now standing close behind her. Misha's teddy was hiked up above her ass and Anika's hand was penetrating her from behind. Misha's eyes were closed as she moaned. Nat felt his dick grow in his pants, once again reminded of the extreme length and girth he had granted himself. His pajamas were soft, so the material was both sensual and also extremely inadequate at concealing his hardness.

Nat approached the women, quietly. As he came upon the duo, he reached out his hands to wrap around Anika. She giggled out of surprise, a little bashful about their lesbian exploits. He grabbed her breasts and squished them with his hands, feeling her long nipples become slightly erect under his fingers. She moaned and he kissed her neck, slowly sliding his hands down to the button on her shorts, which he undid slowly. Anika continued to poke Misha underneath her teddy.

Pulling Anika's shorts all the way down to the floor, Nat helped her slip her bare feet out of the legs. She was wearing a yellow thong which revealed her juicy, rotund ass. He pulled those panties slowly to the floor, as well. He looked at Anika's hand and could see that it was becoming very wet. Misha's ass glistened as well from where Anika had accidentally spread the juices. Misha had put her own hand down in front to stimulate her clit. Nat placed his erect, pajama-constrained penis up against Anika's ass. Anika moved her ass back against the new member of their party. She pushed her fingers deeper into Misha, who moaned loudly as Anika used two fingers to stimulate Misha's G-spot. She started screaming, "Oh baby! Just like that." Anika reached her other hand around to pull out Misha's breast from the Teddy and squeezed it forcefully.

"Oh my God," said Misha, "I'm gonna cum."

"Yes, cum for me baby. Cum on my hand, baby." Misha rubbed her clit vehemently.

"Ohhhh! I'm coming." She began to convulse and Anika squeezed her tight. After the pleasure began to subside, she told Anika that that was the best orgasm she'd ever had. She turned around to give her kiss, surprised to find Nat was there, saddled up against Anika.

"Hey there, Baby" said Misha, "You liked the show?"

"You guys are very nice together," said Nat. "Two of the most beautiful woman I've had the pleasure of knowing, I might add." They both swooned. Misha turned around to place her body in front of Nat's where she leaned her head up to give him a wet, post-orgasm smooch. At the same time, her damp crotch pushed up against his fully-erect cock, being restrained by his pajama bottoms.

"What do we have here?" said Misha.

"I know, I felt him trying to stab me with that thing just a minute ago," said Anika with a grin.

"Well, do you think we should maybe let it out of it's cage? Just for a little?" asked Misha fecetiously.

"I like where your head is at," said Anika. They both pulled down on his waste band, staring affectionately as his eleven-inch cock sprang out from the abyss.

"It really hasn't been fair for this little guy, tonight," said Misha. "I mean he's been watching two sexy ladies parade about since dinner, and he's locked up in the dark with no friends or games or toys. I think our little boy deserves to play with his friends. Don't you, Anika?"

Anika nodded seductively. "I would agree with that, except that's it's not very little, it's actually quite massive!" The girls giggled in agreement. "Nat," Anika continued, "Do you agree that we should give this guy, this magnificent throbbing guy, some attention?" Nat didn't respond verbally. Instead, he lovingly grabbed the back of both of their heads and slowly, pushed them down to the ground.

Once they were both kneeling at his waist, they knew exactly what to do, sticking their tongues out to begin the process of giving him oral pleasure. On one side, he had the Eastern European-looking Anika with her sharp features, slightly sunken cheeks, her tits still gathered up inside the silk blue shirt. On the other side was Misha with her luscious lips, her chocolate skin, her course hair and her large fatty tits showing though the teddy. In the middle was Nat's massive rod.

The girls determinately went about licking and slobbering on his cock, until Anika positioned herself in front to take the lead, allowing the head of his cock to enter her mouth. Their faces were both so serious you might think they were ironing out legal documents, but the pleasure and hotness of the experience was almost hard to endure. Anika pushed her face down on the cock, slowly making her way further and further towards Nat's body. Misha moved to his balls. Anika made her way almost all the way down his poll and then started pumping, up and down, until she gagged a little and then sat back to recompose herself.

Misha stroked his cock forcefully in the interim. In a raspy voice she whispered to Anika, "Do you mind if I take a turn?" Anika nodded and Misha moved around in front, looking up sexily at Nat before diving in.

Seeing her sit a little idle, Nat piped in. "Anika play with yourself for me while Misha deepthroats my cock." Misha immediately took the cue to work on making her way down his shaft, while Anika leaned back against the lower cabinets. She took off her shirt, letting her perky tits and long, hard nipples bounce in to view and then she spread her legs to reveal her wet pussy. She pushed her hand down and moved her fingers slowly around her pubis area and then in and around the outer lips and then the inner lips. She moved her fingers in and out of the vagina and then up to her clit, which she started to rub in a circular motion.

Misha was now slamming her face down his huge cock and Nat held his hand around the back of her head to assist. After a few minutes of her pumping his cock, he made a sustained push against the back of her head, with her face all the way in so that her lips were pressed against his pubes. He made her sit there with his cock practically down to her sternum until she was gasping for air. Then he held her a little longer before releasing her. She came "back to the surface" with a smile on her face. "You're the devil," she said, spitting out a huge lob of thick saliva back on to his cock. Anika smiled at their cute repartee.

Nat wasn't sure what to ask of these sex-craved ladies next, but he knew he was tired of standing in the kitchen. At the same time, Anika looked so good, naked on the floor and she was so ready for something to happen.

"Anika," said Nat. "Do you think Misha would mind if I gave you a little taste of my sperm, since you've been waiting so patiently? Call it an amuse bouche."

They both laughed of his use of the fancy culinary word. "I don't know," said Anika. "Would that be OK with you, Misha?"

"Of course," said Misha. "I know there's plenty more to go around."

Nat was pleased at both the level of understanding he had created about his sexual "availability" and also, the girls' unfailing love for his secretions. "Misha," he said as he walked closer to Anika, who was still naked on the ground. "Come over here and stroke me off to completion onto Anika's body. Anika, you keep playing with your pussy and rub on your tits and your long nipples."

The girls both performed their commands with fervor. Misha's black hand stroked strongly and quickly up and down his length. Anika, rubbed her pussy vigorously, looking right into his eyes as she did so. She used her other hand to pinch and twist her nipples, and she moaned as the pleasure became greater. She stared at his cock being stroked by Misha's experienced hand, her tits bouncing around in the teddy that actually once belonged to Anika.

"Misha, make him cum on my body," said Anika. "Make this little Russian bitch get covered with Nat's cum." She rubbed her pussy faster and faster. Misha stroked harder and harder. Anika jammed three fingers into her pussy hole, pushing them in and out several times before she returned to her clit. "Nat. Please baby. Shoot it on me! I'm yours to do what you want with! Please use me!"

Nat could tell Anika was getting close. He screamed out that he was close too. Misha spit several times onto his cock and spread the spit up and down, before she grabbed the shaft again and started to do long strokes with a twist at the end as she massaged the head of his cock, each time. Nat felt ready to explode and he guided Misha's arm down a little so his cock was aiming right at Anika's tits. Then he released.

The cum shot hard against Anika's tits, bouncing in different directions, on the floor, against Anika's chin and thighs. Misha began directing the cum for Nat, pushing his cock down to shoot against Anika's vagina, then up to get the cum on her face. Anika kept rubbing herself until she, as well, erupted into an orgasm, her body shaking as she took her hands away to slather the cum that had collected all over her body. She brought a big gob up to taste it. Nat stopped his cock from ejaculating and Misha kept stroking, making sure that he was truly finished. Nat lightly removed her hand and gave Misha a nod.

"That was nice." said Nat. "But I'm still hungry...". He paused then resumed his leadership role. "Let's say we move on to the appetizer course. Anika, go rinse off in the shower. Misha, you come with me to the bedroom." The girls followed their orders. Nat led Misha into the bedroom, his cock still rock solid, his sex drive still in full form.

Twenty-Two

Foregoing the foreplay, Nat jumped on the bed, lying on his back, his cock standing straight up and told Misha, "I want you to ride me, now."
"Gladly," Misha said with a huge grin. She teared off her teddy and jumped on top of him, lowering her wet snatch on to his large member. He watched her beautiful face come into sharp focus as her large breasts hung down against his chest. The two lovers locked eyes and mutually shared the feeling of her taking his full length into her love canal. He was in heaven. He reached around to hold her gorgeous ass as he helped pump the rest of his dick into her pussy. They sat together like that and just appreciated each other. There was really nothing like being filled by a good dick—and nothing like having your fuck stick consumed by a nice, warm cunt.

At that moment, Anika entered the room wearing a white robe. Her hair was wet, having been lightly dried. For a minute, she just stood there, a little unsure of what to do, where to go. Misha propped herself up, still wiggling around on Nat's cock which seemed to almost sink deeper into her cunt. She stared at Anika for a minute, biting her lip as she enveloped Nathaniel's manhood. Anika put her hand to her neck, a bit awkward, but extremely turned on by the scene. Misha put her hand out towards Anika. "Here, baby, come sit behind me. I wanna feel your warmth." Anika tentatively took off her robe as she made her way on to the bed. Misha continued to move her hips so that Nat could feel the slimy walls of her pussy gyrating, slowly against his cock.