My Late Uncle's Gadgets

Her wet mouth started to smoothly and rhythmically slide up and down Toby's cock. The rhythm was set by the pulsing of the appendages that penetrated her. When she went too fast, they slowed her down, and when she slowed too much, they encouraged her to go faster. More detailed instructions were given to her through the headphones, as the device carefully plotted a trajectory for Toby's arousal.

The device was playing them both now - using Sally as an extension to pleasure Toby, and measuring the reaction in Toby's body through the sensor against his skin. Toby had never felt anything like it, the instructions pumped into Sally's mind by the headphones had given her a knowledge of how to pleasure him with her mouth that she had never had when they had dated eighteen months ago. She hadn't enjoyed oral sex and had always done it only to please him. As a consequence, he had never enjoyed it either.

Now, due to what was being done to the rest of her body, she was associating incredible pleasure to the act of going down on him, and she seemed to know exactly when to slow down or speed up.

He reached up and caressed her cheek, brushing a few strands of hair away from her eyes, where they had come loose from her ponytail.

Her tongue slid up the underside of his cock, lips circled the head before sliding smoothly down to the base, his cock gliding against the wetness in her mouth. Her hand squeezed rhythmically at the base of his cock, before reaching down to his scrotum and scratching gently behind his balls.

Toby had never been very vocal during sex, but found himself unable to hold in the groans provoked by her ministrations. She varied what she did constantly, never allowing herself to settle into the sort of rhythm that would allow his arousal to boil over into orgasm, but instead bringing him to increasingly extreme levels of arousal by keeping him off-guard and surprised.

All she knew was the feeling of the hard cock in her mouth, the softness of its skin against her tongue, and the incredible echo of that sensation in her body. Every time she took him deep into her mouth she felt tingling touches around her waist. When she licked the underside of the head of his cock, she was rewarded with a wonderful sliding, pulsing sensation in her ass, and every time he groaned or she felt his cock pulse with arousal in her mouth, the cock in her pussy would shudder, sending ecstasy rippling through the muscles in her belly, a premonition of the orgasm to come.

Toby was groaning constantly now, unable to control himself, and surrendering to the sensations coming from between his legs. He had always liked receiving oral sex, but this was completely different - this was the kind of pleasure he had thought was impossible in real life, limited to fantasies and the couples who'd starred in films produced by uncle Carl.

He felt the distant orgasm approaching, and realised that Sally's mouth and hands were leading him there. He looked down at the gorgeous girl whose head was in his lap, and the sight of her lips sliding up and down his cock was almost enough to send him over the edge right there, but sensing his reaction, the device caused her hand to tighten at the base of his cock, and her rhythm slowed ever so slightly, keeping him just this side of orgasm, holding him back from release by the smallest of margins. He was going to orgasm when she made it happen, and not before.

Sally was also being led towards orgasm, her body caressed and stimulated to the very brink, but not allowed over it. The device had carefully prepared the simultaneous climax, and for the desired effect to occur, needed her orgasm to occur in conjunction with his, and with specific messages being delivered through the headphones.

Sally felt the fabric just above her pussy, at the bottom of her belly, become slightly wet where it touched her. This part seemed to stick to her skin, and then it lifted and spread slightly. This pulled the skin at the top of her vagina, and lifted the clitoral hood up, revealing the tiny pink button for the first time since she had sat in the saddle. She felt the sudden exposure of her most intimate place, and her eyes opened wide in anticipation. She felt completely vulnerable and exposed. Instructions fed into her ears through the headphones and her eyes snapped up and locked onto Toby's. His face seemed to take up her entire field of vision, and all she could focus on were his eyes.

Her mouth settled into a steady rhythm and her small hand wrapped around the middle of his cock, squeezing in encouragement. Her other hand cupped his balls and squeezed incredibly gently. Toby's body began to tense, he felt Sally's mouth and hands push him inexorably to the edge. Her handling of his cock and balls had him as helpless as she was, and the experience was better than his wildest fantasy.

Sally suddenly felt something soft and wet touching the skin around her clit. It felt like hundreds of tiny fingers caressing her labia and clitoral hood. She desperately needed to come, and renewed her careful attention to Toby's cock, understanding instinctively that her pleasure was completely linked to his. She had been given knowledge of how to bring him to orgasm, taught somehow while her body had been played, and she knew exactly how to make sure his orgasm was as powerful as possible. Her orgasm would inevitably echo his in its intensity, so she had to give him the strongest orgasm she could. Despite her desire to writhe against the minuscule caresses she was feeling, she understood now that the best way to obtain her pleasure was to focus on the cock in her mouth.

The cilia converged on her clitoris, pushing back the skin at the base, gently exposing as much of it as possible, and then one or two strands started stroking around the base. It felt as though her clit was huge and more sensitive than ever. Tiny wet fingers seemed to reach around and hold it, caress it. Tongues licked it. More and more sensations echoed through her sex as the gentle fingers caressed and probed. The dildo in her ass lubricated more, thinned out and started sliding against her, and the cock in her pussy seemed to pulse in time with the caresses on her clit. Fingers were stroking around her waist and massaging her belly just above her vagina.

Then, just as Toby's cock stiffened in her mouth, it felt as though all the fingers converged on her clit at once, rubbing from the tip, wrapping it up completely and giving it a wet massage, like a miniature blowjob. She heard Toby's loud groan even through the feminine voice on the headphones that had been guiding her subconscious for almost an hour now, and which had prepared her for this moment. She instinctively began to swallow as Toby orgasmed uncontrollably, large quantities of fluid entering her mouth. After Toby's first couple of convulsions, the cilia around her clit had hurled her over the edge, and although some part of her subconscious had been programmed to continue swallowing and to keep looking straight at Toby's face, the rest of her body convulsed violently. She moaned against Toby's cock, the vibrations caused by her voice encouraging his orgasm to continue, and the muscles in her belly, vagina and ass all convulsed together, over and over and over. The sensations rippled through her entire body like a shockwave, her eyes rolling up in her head as the voice in her ears strengthened the associations between the pleasure she was experiencing, the pleasure she had brought to Toby, and the act of swallowing.

Toby's orgasm had abated after thirty or so seconds, although it had clearly been the strongest and longest climax of his life, and he had slumped in the seat, breathing heavily with his hands hanging by his sides.

Sally had not gotten off so lightly. Her mouth was still around his cock, even though it had begun ever so slightly to soften, and she was still orgasming hard after 45 seconds. She began to come down from it, her sight coming back into focus. She was still looking into his eyes. Then the sensations, which had reduced gradually during the final convulsions of her orgasm, began to pick up pace again, she felt a million caresses on her feet and thighs, the vibrations between her legs began again, and a small part of her panicked instinctively, because she had never been able to have multiple orgasms. She was always too sensitive after the first one.

She quickly forgot about this problem as the device expertly managed her arousal, bringing it back close to the previous high in a matter of seconds. The penetrations both increased in size and as the pleasure returned like a storm front, she automatically began sucking on Toby's cock again, cleaning it with her tongue, caressing his balls with her hand. The second orgasm crashed through her with little warning, and her breasts bounced as she shook in her seat, her orgasmic scream muted by the cock in her mouth.

Although it was less strong than the first, this second orgasm seemed to go on forever. She felt her muscles clenching over and over around the penetration in her pussy, and warmth spread throughout her lower body. The device seemed to have no intention of letting her stop, and for what felt like an eternity, she existed only in a state of pure pleasure.

Toby was trying to gather his senses when he felt her begin sucking again. Her attention was less of an attempt to get him off as a gentle massage with her mouth, tongue and hands. There was absolutely no way he could orgasm again so soon, but her continued sucking and caresses were incredible nonetheless. She suddenly convulsed again, the second orgasm hitting her like a freight train, and unfocused eyes looked into his. The little headphones were still deeply embedded in her ears, and he could see the cable going behind her neck where it went down the length of her spine. She looked completely out of control, and she continued to convulse for at least as long as the first time.

Eventually, her orgasm subsided, and he felt his cock slide gently out of her mouth. Her eyes began to close and her head fell forward until it was resting on his lap. She fell asleep, her hand still wrapped gently and possessively around his softening penis.

It took him two more minutes to recover sufficiently to climb out of the seat. By then the machine had shut down, the final messages having been passed into her mind as she had gradually slipped from consciousness. The device had released her and he lifted her easily out of the seat, noticing how wet and sticky the saddle had become. He carried her to the bedroom, cleaned her up a little with a wet towel, pulled the sheets over her and returned to the living room. He resisted a deep sense of exhaustion, and forced himself to clean the machine out carefully. Then he put it away in the corner, under a blanket, returned to the bedroom and fell asleep behind Sally, one arm wrapped around her waist.

Toby awoke to a wonderful sensation. He emerged from sleep with a raging hard-on, moments before Sally lowered herself onto it. He had no time to gather his senses before he was aroused beyond the point of rational thought. When he opened his eyes, the first things he saw were her breasts lowering slowly as his cock slid into girl he had obsessed about for the last eighteen months.

Her face was framed by her hair, which she had let down. She was smiling and looking straight into his eyes.

"So if you wanted to get back together, Toby, you succeeded."

He was about to talk when she tensed the muscles in her vagina and his words became an incoherent groan.

"But you better be ready to have a great deal of sex, because I think you awakened an appetite last night that you're now responsible for."

He reached up to cup her breasts, but her hands intercepted his, wrapping gently around his wrists and pushing them back down on either side of his head. Her face was now above his, and he felt her rise slightly on her knees and then come back down on his cock, sliding gently and smoothly. He looked down at her waist and saw her slender body rise again, her taut abdominals clearly visible as they controlled the movement, before lowering again, his rock hard cock sliding into her, the sensation sending his thoughts scattering in all directions.

She had always been a bit reserved about sex, and had never taken the initiative during the three months they had tried to date. It had been one of the problems between them, that he had always felt like he was asking for sex, and he was never sure of her enthusiasm since she never seemed to want it until he mentioned it first. The wanton behaviour he was now the target of was completely out of character, and very welcome.

"So you better get used to being woken up this way, because I don't expect to be sleeping in my apartment any time soon."

Her hips were moving up and down rhythmically now, and he was going to orgasm embarrassingly fast. He looked up at her, a slightly panicked expression on his face.

"Don't worry lover", she whispered into his ear, "every once in a while, it's nice to remind myself that I can make you lose control".

The last thing that occurred to him, just before the pleasure exploded in his cock and his entire body convulsed under his girlfriend, was that he now had a fair idea of how uncle Carl had created his little harem of adoring girlfriends and porn starlets. Given the results of this little experiment, he would have to take a very close look at the contents of the other seventeen boxes he had inherited, and which were right now sitting in the garage, taking up almost the entire space.

Then he let out an incoherent noise, his toes curled and his back arched, and he unloaded into the beautiful blue-eyed blonde that was straddling him.