Master PC: Phantom Edition Chapter 5

Sam made it home, she had dismissed today’s events as
hormones and such.



‘Won’t happen again’ She assured herself. She couldn’t
believe she masturbated, in the school bathroom none the less! She was even
more surprised no one had caught her…



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Tucker rushed home, he wanted to be comfy when he started
having fun.



So he made it up to his room.



“Hi mom, hi dad!” he said, giving his mom a kiss then
running up his stairs. He booted the Master PC again.



He typed in that when he did homework that he would know the
answers. That got his homework done fast. Now that he was done he laid in bed…



‘Now lets see…’ he found Sam, she was reflecting on her
session in the bathroom…



‘Well now….I guess we can do an encore.’ he smiled. He would
gradually turn her up. It built up pleasure for him and Sam. He took delight in
the little things, like a gasp, a moan, blushing, and the fact he could make
any girl feel or do anything he commanded made him feel even better. Heck, he
had a boner now from thinking about what he was going to make Sam do. Another
little thing, before he left, he had plans, and he didn’t want them to be
spoiled by a boner. So he made it so that he wouldn’t get boners unless he
allowed it. So no embarrassing Dash-moments.



‘Hey Sam…why not take off your cloths, they are getting a
bit constricting…’ Tucker sent to her thoughts.



At Sam’s house she was in her room, sitting doing homework.
She then felt her clothes were tight…she took off her shirt, and sat in her bra
and skirt.



‘Oh no, still a little uncomfortable, better get the bra off
too.’ he said



And she got up and unhooked the bra, now her breasts were
hanging out. They were a generous C-cup. Not deformed huge, but not flat
either. Perfect was the word. And her nickel-sized areolas were a perfect
contrast on her pale breasts.



‘Wow, Sam’s got a nice rack! Better turn up the AC, it’s a
bit sweaty…’



Sam went and turned on the AC and went back to her work…



Tucker let her go, as she worked, her nipples were standing
out from the cool breeze of the AC.



Next step, he guided her so she was leaning closer to her
work, her boobs were hanging and her nipples were touching the wool blankets…



He then made her get up, and turn on some music…to work
with. She resumed her position, bobbing her head to the beat…and her breast
swaying…



After a minute or two, Tuckers slight manipulations took
effect, her nipples were tingling, and rock hard…Sam was a bit flushed from the
tingling…but it wasn’t out of control. She would have moved, but found herself
unable too…she just shrugged it off as being too comfortable…



‘You notice your nipples…how sensitive they are, the
tingling…its arousing…’ Tucker projected



Sam continued her homework...but was getting a bit slower,
her mouth parted and she was taking deep breaths…



‘You pussy swells, getting wet…’



Sam then squirmed…she was laying down, and the squirming
just helped rub her skirt against her puffy lips…



She bit her lip…and glanced at the door. She got up and
locked it.



‘You push your homework aside for now…and lay down.’



She complied, her thoughts were a bit hazy from his
influence. She laid down.



‘You spread your legs, and you take your fingers, you rub
your inner thigh, but don’t touch your throbbing pussy…’



She began stroking herself, her blush growing darker and she
was panting a bit...



‘Come on…closer…’ Sam moaned in her head…



‘You know brush your lips…and find them hot…your cool
fingers send tingles through your body…’ Tucker sent in response.



She then brushed herself, and she gasped sharply and
shuddered..



‘You poke around, and you find your clit.’



She parted her lips, and ran a finger up and down her
slit…moaning.



She found her clit, poking proudly out of its hood.



‘Stroke it’ he thought simply



Sam stroked the shaft…and she pressed herself to her
fingers…



‘Enough foreplay…stick your middle finger in…’



She took her middle finger, and she pumped in and out of her
vagina, finding herself very well lubricated.



Tucker let her go, masturbating, he simply watched as she
was gasping and moaning, pleasuring herself.



Tucker began to tend to his own needs. His dick was erect
and pulsing, over the course of the day, it was now painful. He began to pump
his dick…



‘This is better then a porn flick!’ he said, masturbating
himself as he watched Sam. AS she pumped in he pumped himself…



“I got it!” he said out loud



He took his cock, and he “inserted” it into Sam’s pussy,
just like he tongued her pussy earlier.



Sam went wide eyed, and she gave a long moan…



‘So big…’ not saying Tucker was huge, but she wasn’t used to
having anything but her fingers in there…



‘You bought a dildo, and your using it.’ Tucker thought with
the rational part he gave himself via the MPC. And Sam then wasn’t shocked, and
resumed her masturbation, her hands moving the “dildo”



Tucker was in heaven, he wasn’t even touching himself, and
he was ready to blow…



‘Sam…so hot…so tight!’ He thought, he rammed into her
forcefully. And it was his turn, he grunted and moaned as he climaxed. He gave
a push, and Sam climaxed with him, she grabbed her crotch and moaned twitching
as her vagina contracted on her “dildo”. Tucker felt even more then before! His
dick died and went to heaven as her pussy contracted over him.



After 3 minutes they died down. Sam was panting still and Tucker
was gasping for breath.



Tucker got up…he noticed his load spattered on the wall…



‘Oh great…’ he then widened as for the second time tonight,
his program would help him. He typed in some words and in a flash it was gone!



Sam on the other hand, wasn’t so lucky. She got up…and
sighed, a smile on her face and her eyes half closed…



“My god that was wonderfulll.” she purred, still relishing
in her post-orgasm glow.



She then looked at her bed, she didn’t stop smiling, but she
was a bit annoyed



‘Oh well, it was worth it.’ she thought as she eyed the cum
puddle that was on her bed. It was about as large as a tennis racket, mostly
due to her thrashing around the bed…



“Well, good thing I do my own laundry.” she said, taking her
sheets and putting them in a hamper, she sprayed air freshener, to try and
cover the odor. It didn’t smell spring like. But it helped to change it, it
smelled like perfume…a bit more musky, but good enough.



She then pulled out new sheets and laid them out. She then
noticed her legs felt sticky…



‘I need a bath…’ she finished tidying up, put her clothes
away, and proceeded to the bathroom.