A New Body for A New World - 9) Breakfast of Champions

The next morning my arse and pussy felt a little sore. Hmm, guess maybe I’d been overdoing it a bit. I had been a girl for less than a day and already I’d lost track of how many times I’d been fucked.

The boys were nowhere to be seen but, as I could hear the shower running, I slid out of the bed and padded naked across the bathroom.

Danny was standing in the dressing room, drying his hair, wearing a pair of cotton trousers which set off his great buns fabulously. I could see Colin’s solid frame silhouetted in the shower, and was pretty quickly trying to justify that maybe I wasn’t that sore after all. Hell, who was I kidding? But there was one orifice that I could still use. I licked my lips in anticipation.

By the time Colin stepped out of the shower, I was on my knees, Danny’s cock was all the way back down my throat again. Shit, I never knew how much I would love giving head and how turned on it would make me.

I was so into licking Danny’s balls and shaft, taking his head into my mouth, sucking his great cock that I didn’t notice Colin had joined us. Not until he took my hand and pressed it against his hardening cock. I gave him some of the attention he so obviously deserved, then back to Danny.

Kneeling on the carpet like this, sucking off these two guys, was making me hugely wet and I started paying with myself. I was alternating between them, my hands cupping Danny’s balls and squeezing gently, and then it was all about Danny.

He put his hands behind my head and started fucking my mouth.

For a moment I resisted, afraid I would choke as his big cock drove down my throat, but I relaxed the same way I had before and gave myself to him. I could feel his orgasm building and, not wanting to waste a single drop, pulled back to take it in my mouth.

His hot, salty cum just kept on coming and, even after swallowing the first mouthful, there was enough to fill my mouth again. I held him in my mouth for a moment, running my hand repeatedly up his shaft to squeeze out every delicious drop, before pulling back, savouring the taste and feeling of his cum in my mouth.

I swallowed this load and licked my lips before replacing Danny’s cock with Colin’s.

I grabbed Colin’s bum with both hands and looked up to meet his eyes as I blew him. The soft, smooth head of his cock slipped easily around in my mouth and I loved licking the whole length of his shaft before running my tongue around the sensitive rim of his head.

Our eyes were still locked together as my head bobbed back and forth, taking him further and further down my throat. His balls felt great in my hands and, after slipping his cock out of my mouth so I could get it wet, I stuck a finger up his arse, tickling his prostate.

This was just too much for my beautiful boy and soon his cum was gushing into my mouth too, some of it spilling out to dribble down his shaft. I swallowed what I had then set to work licking him clean, making sure I got every last drop.

Utterly, truly fabulous and I left there a very, very happy girl, with the taste of their cum still in my mouth. Guess I could skip breakfast! Mmm, that was a meal I could easily get used to.

God, I was already thinking about turning back and going back for seconds! Wonder if there’s anyone else up at this time I could blow, but a few agrobots trimming the gardens and silently mowing the lawns, and a self-propelled room service trolley trundling by, were the only movement to be seen.

Oh well, maybe later. Maybe? Definitely! I would call Pix later and see who she could arrange for me to feed my addiction. Yum!

Chapter 10 - My Room is a Slut!

A New Body for A New World - 10) My Room is a Slut!

My pussy and arse were a bit still a bit sore when I got back to my room. Miranda32 obviously knew I never made it back last night but retained the decorum not to say anything. I rooted around in my bathroom but couldn’t find anything to salve my sore pussy.

“Miranda?” I asked, tentatively, “Um, this a bit delicate, but what could I use on my, you know, delicate bits?” When did I come across all shy, especially when talking to a machine?

“Do you require medical assistance?” it asked. Well, that depended on how cute the medic was, I thought. NO!

“No, no, that’s fine. Just needed a bit of cream, I guess” I could tell the bitch knew exactly what I wanted and was smirking somewhere in that mechanical brain.

“Bottom cupboard in your dressing room, you’ll find a tube of nanopaste, which will fix you up a treat. In the next draw up you’ll also find various lubricants, for future reference.”

“Thanks Miranda, appreciated”

“Don’t mention it, Miss. Here to help.”

The nanopaste felt like nothing I’d every touched before, seeming to move in my fingers of its own volition. I dabbed a little on my lips and arsehole and it immediately spread itself across me and into me, soothing the redness and numbing the raw nerves. I really liked the future. It was cool! I wondered idly what else I could spread it on, and put a dab on each nipple, watching it spread across my tit and disappear.

I ran a deep, luxurious bath and lounged for a long, long time, topping up the hot water occasionally with my toes, and reflected on everything that had happened in the past 24 hours. I also wondered what had happened in the past 24 years but facing the realities of the wider world could well wait for another day.

I got Miranda to dig up some old music and lay there, jumping hedges and strolling the merry ways first, before drinking the clear, clean water for to quench my thirst.

After my bath I spent a couple of hours pulling open all the drawers and cupboards in my rooms, rearranging things and moving some furniture around. I had Miranda32 show me how to access the NuLife Adjustment Guides, and media suites, together with the hotel catalogues, from which I ordered some new furniture and clothing. All with the music cranked, a bottle of vinatge Widow in hand, and a running commentary from Miranda as to what suited me.

I felt nice to have my own space like this and to be able to try on various blouses, skirts, knickers, bras, tights, garters, trousers, suits, long dresses, short dresses, mini skirts, hotpants, shorts, bikinis, scarves, hats, gloves, coats, jackets, nighties, robes, jeans, teddies, thongs, boy-shorts, boy’s shirts, overcoats, boots, heels, sandals, capris, bustieres (though in my case there wasn’t much busting to be done), sunglasses, make-up, corsets, and LBDs. All of which ended up scattered around my room.

Once a slob, always a slob. When Miranda felt my frenzy abating, she sent out her bots to tidy, fold and put away. Since she had been so helpful today, my attitude to her was softening and I thought of "it" less and "she" more. I think she was starting to like me too, though I wasn't entirely sure of the justification for that. I did notice the music sometimes skipped a beat if I bent down and showed off my shapely bum.

I put a few selected items on the bed and asked Miranda to leave those, then spent another hour practicing walking in heels, doing up my bra, putting on make-up and all those other girlie things I had never really paid much attention to before. Miranda was actually very helpful, giving me tips and guidance along the way. After pulling on the fifth pair of silk stockings (the first four obviously not up to the task) I noticed my legs were unfeasibly smooth.

“Well, I guess I’ll have to get used to shaving those soon, either that or good old waxing” I mused aloud.

“Not in your case, Miss” said Miranda, and went on to explain that I had paid for the gene for armpit and leg hair to been suppressed. It turned out that retroviral research, biogenetics, nanotech and finally picotech had put paid to pretty much every disease known and unknown.

Even without another NuLife, I could expect a lifetime into the centuries, with no prospect of ever growning decrepit or sick. It explained that most people chose to start off with an appearance around the late teens before gradually topping out in their early twenties.

About an hour after this, Pix came by and I told her about my evening and morning. She lit up to hear Danny was back and I had a feeling Danny’s next port of call was going to be her tight little body. I suddenly felt a little jealous, not sure if it was because of Danny fucking Pix or the other way around. I thought about it a bit more and the jealously quickly passed, as I happily pictured my two lovers fucking. My eyes lost focus and Pix noticed, jabbing me in the ribs. I told her why and she promised to tell me all about it.

“Showing me the pics would be better” I said, half jokingly.

“That can be arranged. The Miranda’s have a full recording capability and can record anything. It’s on by default, ostensibly for your own protection, though nobody has ever explained what we could possibly need protection from. I think the Miranda’s are all a bit kinky and gossip about us, only because they can’t get fucked themselves.”

The concept of an AI with a sex drive was pretty bizarre, but the prospect of whiling away a lonely evening reviewing tapes of me getting fucked every which way had an appeal. Not that I thought I’d be seeing many lonely evenings, not with this body and my rampant nymphomania to feed.

“Anyway, to hear about your latest sexual exploits wasn’t the only reason I came over,” Pix told me, “even though they are pretty engaging. I actually wondered if you would like to meet another NuLife Resurrectee, freshly decanted. Her name’s Nicolette, she was Resurrected this morning. Like you, she used to be a man, in this case from Italy, and is looking to meet some new people. Unlike you, she’s not yet sure about having sex with a man. She’s a little bit shy and wants to talk to someone who’s gone through what she’s going through. Interested?"

“Sure, no probs! Always happy to help out the new girl. Pix, I’ll be honest: in case you haven’t figured it out yet, my sex drive is pretty much off the scale and I’m going to make the best use of this new body that I can. Any chance of a bit of girl on girl action with her to break down her inhibitions? Purely selflessly, of course.”

“Absolutely. And I knew that about you, it was in your profile, which is why I was in the shower with you like a shot and introduced Colin to you so early. Though I don’t think the scale went quite high enough for you and you’ll give me a run for my money. I’m pretty unbridled too, which is why they were happy to grant my request to be your Facilitator. We usually wait for a day or so before introducing you to a Facilitator from the other gender, and give you a chance to get used to being around men as a woman before you move onto the sex. In your case I think you waited at least 2.3 picoseconds before thinking of going down on Colin.”

“No way was it that long! So, how do I meet Nicolette?”

“She’s in the suite two down from you and I suggest we go there. I’ve already shown her your pics and she’d like to meet you. I think her male perspective is still quite strong and you certainly appealed to her on a certain level. So yes, girl on girl is definitely on the cards”

Twenty minutes later, I was brushed up, dressed up and sexed-up, having had a great snog with Pix. I had gone for something demure, but revealing, hoping it would strike the right note for Nicolette, and it obviously went down well with Pix.

I was pretty keen on going down well ON Pix, and doing my best to achieve that honourable aim, when Miranda32 did its best impersonation of a butler clearing his throat and suggested we got back to the business in question. Killjoy, I thought. Nicolette didn’t know what was going to hit her.

Chapter 11 - Sapphic Satisfaction

A New Body for A New World - 11) Sapphic Satisfaction

Two days later I came back from a day of swimming in the ocean and lying in the sun with Nicolette to find Pix lying face-down on one of my loungers, just wearing panties, fast asleep.

Her tanned body was coated with a light sheen of perspiration and sun oil, and I could see a drop or two of perspiration had pooled in the small of her back. An open bottle of the '67 Chassagne Montrachet was chilling in a bucket beside her, with another empty one lying beside her.

I can resist everything but temptation and this inebriated beauty lying on my lounger was pushing the limits.

I looked at Nicolette and smiled. I sat on the next lounger, pour both of us a glass and toasted Nicolette.

Her Italian heritage had obviously extended to a love of wine and she complimented me on my cellar, before necking the whole contents and holding out her glass for a refill. I obliged, sipped my own and sat back to watch.

I knew Nicolette was thinking of her hands the feel of Pix’s soft, smooth skin. She straddled her thighs, and pulled her shift over her head, letting her full breasts swing free.

She still had a Mediterranean air about her; in the way she expressed herself; the way she moved; her deep passion; all of which her features, dark hair, dark eyes, deep tan and body complimented. She really was an Italian beauty and I was so attracted to her. Quelle surprise!

She shifted down, running her face along one side of Pix’s neck, her long, heavy, dark hair spilling around Pix’s head. First to one side, then the other, so she could feel her breath upon her neck and her ears. She nibbled her ear. Pix lifted her head to Nicolette and their lips and tongues connected, but only for a moment.

Pix could feel Nicolette’s body along the length of hers, pressing her into the lounger, Nicolette’s arms along hers, her hands on her wrists, her large breasts slipping through the perspiration and the oil. For now, she was hers.

Nicolette’s hands were now on her lower back, running hard from her pelvis, back up her gorgeous back, to her neck, then back down to her pelvis and her buttocks. They obviously felt wonderful in Nicolette’s hands and she gripped them hard. Pix raised her hips and Nicolette slipped her panties off, along Pix’s lovely legs.

She spread her cheeks and ran her thumb across her arsehole, down to her slit, easing her already wet lips apart with her oily hands. Nicolette shifted lower and swapped her hands on Pix’s back with her lips and mouth.

She slipped lower again. Her tongue slipped between Pix’s cheeks, following the same path her fingers had taken. Pix raised her hips and Nicolette’s tongue slipped between her lips, tasting her, licking her, loving her, while her nose pressed hard between Pix’s cheeks, hard against her arsehole.

Nicolette’s hips moved lower and Pix’s hips moved higher. Nicolette found her little clit and flicked it briefly with her tongue. Pix want her fingers in her so badly. Not yet. Nicolette pulled her hips up higher and spread her legs a little bit more.

Pix looked fabulous, and I was getting immensely turned on. My own legs were spread and one hand was in my bikini bottoms, while the other popped the clasp on my top and rubbed oil across my hard nipples.

Nicolette’s tongue and lips licked and nibbled her soft lips, slipping inside Pix, tasting her sweet wetness. Pix was getting wetter by the moment. I knew enough about her to know wanted a cock in her by this point but in lieu of that, Nicolette with a strap-on would suffice, but that would have wait: Nicolette really want Pix to come on her face first. God, she loved it when Pix came. Pix rolled over.

Nicolette slipped her arms under Pix’s legs, running her hands across her tummy. Pix liked this position because Nicolette could pull her sweet lips to hers. So she did. Nicolette paused for a moment, savouring the way she smelled and looked, before nibbling Pix’s thigh and lips, her fingers in her brief pubic hair. I heard Nicolette sigh as she buried her face in Pix, her tongue spreading her wet lips, finding her hard clit and flicking against it.

Her tongue alternated between touches so soft they were barely there to hard against her. I could see Pix’s orgasm coming, building, cresting, there. She wanted to push Nicolette away because it was too intense, so she back off just a little, just enough to ensure that her orgasm just kept going and going and going. Pix was a very happy bunny. Nicolette lay on her, gently, while she caught her breath. Now Pix took control.

Without a word she stood and led Nicolette towards my doors. Miranda32, sensing I was there, opened the doors for them. I followed, requested some suitable music, and then slipped off my swimwear. Having retrieved my tickle box from a draw and selecting a suitable vibrator, I sat in one of the large padded armchairs, one leg draped over an arm, with a front row seat.

Pix pushed Nicolette onto the bed, on her back and kissed her deeply, while she rubbed her wet slit against Nicolette’s leg. Her hands were pinning Nicolette down and there’s no question as to who’s in control. This should be interesting, as Nicolette had yet to be fucked, but I think that time was about to come to an end.

I reached into my tickle box and selected a small, slim vibrator which I passed to Pix. She smiled that amazing smile and, if I wasn’t wetter that Niagara Falls already, that would have done it for me. I little moan escaped my lips and I slipped the tip of my own vibrator between my silky lips.

Pix pinned Nicolette’s wrists again and soon her mouth was fast on Nicolette’s mouth before moving down to her neck and breasts. Soon Nicolette’s wet pussy pressed hard against Pix. Pix was loving it, the way she tasted, felt, and being in control. I should know; she’d fucked me enough in the past two days.

Nicolette stretched her arms and legs out wide on my bed, reaching to each corner, loving the feel of the crisp, fresh cotton under her body. Pix’s tongue was augmented by the slim vibrator, and I saw Nicolette’s mouth open in pleasure as Pix eased it up and down her moist slit, its buzzing tip stimulating her clit before entering her gently. Nicolette opened her legs wider, encouraging the vibrator into her.

I could see Nicolette’s earlier inhibitions about being penetrated slipping away as the vibrator slipped deeper into her.

I could resist no more and knelt onto the bed where I could kiss Nicolette’s full lips. She responded eagerly, pulling my head to her.

“How are you doing, sweetness?” I asked

“Oh my God, you were right” This does feel fabulous!”

“Are you ready for something a little bigger?”

‘If you’re sure. You haven’t been wrong so far,” said Nicolette, “but I’m still a little wary.”

“Don’t worry, my sweet one, this is your time and it’s at your pace. I’m happy to help you.” I returned to my tickle box and pulled on a harness before selecting and fitting a medium-sized dildo.

I climbed onto the bed and lay on my back, and Nicolette straddled me, having the control back to let her guide the strap-on into her. Pix’s face was behind her and she couldn’t resist another quick tongue-thrashing before taking the dildo and rubbing its tip up and down Nicolette.

Nicolette pushed back and down slowly, gently, tentatively as she eased the dildo into herself, getting used to the feeling of being spread, being filled like that. If the beatific look on her face was anything to go by, she was enjoying the sensation immensely. Her large breasts were hanging in front of my face and I couldn’t resist the desire to take a nipple in my mouth and grab her bum.

I hadn’t been in this position since being a girl and it brought back numerous memories of fucking like this. Watching her starting to get the rhythm of this, her hips raising and falling as she took the dildo further and deeper into her with each movement.

I could see her breathing coming faster and faster as she started to grind her clit against my mound. I must admit I missed the sensation of it being my own cock buried in this beautiful body above me, and that ball-aching feeling of coming inside her, but the expectation that she would soon be fucking me was more that adequate compensation.

My lips on her nipples became my teeth and I thrust my hips up towards to her descending pussy, fucking her harder and harder. All her inhibitions were now well and truly gone as I gave her the fucking of her life. Literally. Then her mouth was against mine, hard, as the orgasm ripped through her lithe body, wave after wave of pleasure taking her to ecstasy.

And a convert to the wonderful art of getting fucked was born.

Her hot lips were against my ear as she whispered, almost breathlessly, “Nina, you were right yet again. And I’ll have to take you up on you suggestion of a real cock. But before I do that, can I fuck you?”

“Oh, okay. Since you asked so nicely.” And I lifted my bum as Pix slipped the harness off me.

Nicolette was gone for a moment as Pix showed her how to put on the harness, and she swapped the dildo for some altogether more substantial. Pix had encouraged me to order quite a selection of toys through Miaranda32 (who seemed overly interested in my choices, even making a few suggestions of its own. Great, my room was a voyeur) so there was plenty of choice.

"Miranda, you enjoying this?" I asked, not expecting and answer, and getting none. Which was an answer in itself.

Pix and Nicolette were laughing and giggling together, while I lay on the bed and idly played with myself.

I was enjoying lying there face down listening to the Thievery Corporation, swirling the wine around in my mouth, content in so many ways and filled with expectation for what I knew was to come. I didn’t hear them come back to the bed, but I did feel the chill oils drizzling across my back.

Nicolette’s hands press me down, warming the oil with strong strokes across my body, across my bum, between my cheeks. I felt her hair around my face and she bit my neck. Hard. I like it. I felt her breasts, her hard nipples, sliding across my back through the warm, scented oil, and I could feel the dildo pressed between my cheeks. I could feel she and Pix had chosen one of the larger ones and my hips rose in anticipation.

Her hands rubbed against my arse, down to my slit and my clit. I raised my hips higher for her, letting her slip her fingers into me. I could feel the dildo against my pussy and, remembering Nicolette’s previous gender and passion, I let her take the lead. Nicolette’s hands were on my hips as she pulled me back to her with confident ease, obviously have done her fair share of fucking doggy-style before.

She was quite gentle at first as the head spread me, herself getting the feel of having a strap-on rather than a her own cock. I absolutely loved getting fucked this way (actually, fucked any way, come to think of it) and soon she was well inside me.

I rose up onto my knees, spreading my cheeks and my arsehole for her with my hands as she slowly went deeper. Her strong hands felt good on my hips as pulled me to her, pushing the dildo in deeper at the same time.

There was nothing left to give: her whole length is in me and her hips were finding my rhythm as she fucked me. God it felt so, so good. Her hands gripped me harder and it’s definitely a case of her being the dominant one, of her fucking me.

I could tell she loved as I felt her pressing her groin up against me, fucking me harder and harder. My nipples are hard as she reached around to run her hand across my breasts. I arched my back and turned my face to kiss her.

She was hot, sweaty, turned on, happy and utterly delicious. I loved the full feeling of her in me, forgetting it wasn’t a real cock as it felt so real, and she fucked me for ages, sometimes long and slow, sometimes hard and fast. “I want you to lie on your back” she said. I obliged.

She spread my legs wide, my knees hooked over her lovely arms, and then she slipped the dildo back into me. Still very much in control, she bent down so I could kiss her beautiful mouth, her hair falling about my face, the hard nipples on those big breasts rubbing against mine.

She had the most amazing tongue and I loved the feel of it against mine, in my mouth. She let some saliva fall from her mouth into mine and I swallowed it greedily, imagining it was a mouthful of cum. I was not sure how much longer I could take this as it feels way too good.

"Pix, get your sweet little muff over here!” I said. Pix, who had been playing with herself with Nicolette fucked me, was only too happy to indulge me. She spread her legs over my face, her bum towards Nicolette.

Her pussy was above my face and I was in utter ecstasy as I licked, nibbled and sucked her clit and lips, then my tongue met Nicolette’s from the other side, as she tongued Pix’s little arsehole.

Pix’s pussy on my face, my tongue in her, Nicolette fucking me with the dildo for all she was worth while she tongued Pix, worked their combined magic and, unbelievably we all gave together, collapsing on the bed in a giggling, sweaty, slippery, stated mass.

Nicolette was lying on her back, the dildo sticking up in the air, with one hand over her eyes, panting. I smiled and put my mouth on her still-hard, sweaty nipple.

“So?” I asked, archly

“Stupendous! I LOVED getting fucked like that! LOVED IT!!!“ she said, rolling around on the bed and laughing until she was on the floor. Her head appeared above the edge of me bed and I kissed her.

“So, ready for the real thing? Pix, can you think of anyone who might like to fuck our delight Ms Nicolette here?”

A disembodied voice came from the floor on the other side of the bed. “I’m sure I can come with one of two names.”

Nicolette just smiled, and licked her lips. Oh, I think she was ready.

Chapter 12 - A Little One-on-One