What's This?

The start of a dreamy relationship.

“What’s this?” Diana asked Shelly.

“It’s a dating site. Don’t look at me like that. I don’t have time to do anything off line. You should give it a try.” Shelly offered her laptop to Diana for a looky-look. “Go ahead, check it out. You can be me.”

Shelly’s fingers helped Diana flip through shots of likely online connections. “Nope. Too cute. It’s not him. Some scam artist got by the A.I. check points,”

“How do you know?” Diana flipped back and stabbed the ‘I’m interested’ button. It flipped from red to a pulsating green.

“Now you’ve done it. Whoever that is wants some action. Play horny. Let’s get some giggles out of this.” Shelly let her laptop settle on Diana’s side of the desk. “That bottom left button starts record. The one next to it is your A.I. auto reply. It brings up a menu box. Select Text Fuck. Let’s see how creative this jerk is.”

Hello, sweet cakes, I like your bio. Slow down a bit, I’m a romantic. Think you might have a taste for a little tongue in cheek foreplay?

Diana giggled as her fingers typed out a reply.

You crack me up. How do I know you are real? I’m not into A.I. porn.

“Good girl.” Shelly nodded. “Keep him off balance.”

The words appearing on the screen screamed at both Diana and Shelly. They’d never done a threesome before. Their eyes met. “If he looks as good as his online image, I’m in.” Shelly found herself slapping Diana’s palm.

For fun, the two dressed up as twins, wore the same short skirts and blonde flowing wigs. They sat down on both sides of Sam’s wide grin. “I’m having double vision. Twice the fun?”

“If you can keep up with us sweetheart,” murmured Shelly into the hunk’s ear.

“We thought it would be fun to dream up this fantasy, but we can be whoever you want us to be.” Diana whispered into Sam’s other ear.

The two girls felt safe being together. It unleashed a passion with Sam they were determined to explore.

Twelve hours later they lay on each side of him, sprawled in satisfied disbelief. “He’s real.” Shelly’s hand stroked Sam’s growing tumescence.

Sam laughed pure happiness. His fingers went exploring on both sides of him as he whispered out loud, “Hmm, what’s this?”

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