Build-A-Partner: Experimental Tech, Part 7

PART 7

With his dick softening and his rampant sexual appetite sated - for the time being, at least - Nick felt his thoughts beginning to clear up. It wasn’t quite the same kind of post-nut clarity that other guys experienced, but even with how incessant his sex drive was he was still kept somewhat in line by his refractory period… not that Sabrina was making it any easier. She had scooted forward with his flagging cock held in her palm and was continuing to trail kisses up along his slick shaft.

“H-Hold on a second, Sabs…” Nick grunted out.

Despite having just cum he could feel his oversized prick beginning to stir back to life; the sight of Sabrina on her knees doting on his dick was enough to get his blood pumping again. Getting the chance to throat such an impressive cock was its own reward, but Sabrina was also relieved that she had managed to expertly and effectively distract Nick from using the P.A.D. - or so she thought. All of the pieces of her new reality had fallen neatly into place and her current situation followed a logical chain of events that made perfect sense to the newly created cocksucker. The only thing that gave her even a moment of pause was when she tried to think of the reason she hadn’t sucked Nick off earlier; she definitely didn’t need the P.A.D. to get into a guy’s pants.

Sure, she was built like a twig, but Sabrina’s confidence came from a discovery she had made when she first started developing an interest in boys; they didn’t care how big her tits were if she was willing to suck cock. A lot of her shyness and apprehension had been undone when she realized that a forward offer of no-string-attached fellatio worked almost every time. She watched prettier girls strike out because they weren’t willing to go the distance, but Sabrina took pride in the power that came with being on her knees. She struggled with the actual physical act at first, but repetition helped form the positive association in her brain and, well, here she was. A nineteen-year-old with oral skills that would make a porn star blush.

But she wasn’t going to let Nick’s tasty cock get in the way of her mission - she had to get the device out of his hands. He hadn’t used it yet and she was aware that even if he did she wouldn’t know, but surely any kind of big shake-up to her life would be somewhat noticeable… right? So her plan was to keep one hand stroking his dick to keep him distracted while she rose to her feet and grabbed the P.A.D. out of his hand, which would have been a fine course of action if it wasn’t for Nick’s heightened libido.

He had just begun to regain enough rational thought to realize the scary implications of the unassuming card he held. Nick was a little more mature and a little more wary of the apparent power of the P.A.D., but unfortunately the tune-up that he had received to his sex drive made it easy for his sound judgment to get clouded by the hormones coursing through his body. He had tried to warn Sabrina but his dick was already bobbing at attention, held firmly in her soft hands, and his train of thought was quickly shifting from ‘why was the device doing this’ to ‘what could the device do’.

Nick let out a quiet, shuddering groan and surprised Sabrina with another needy kiss; she had barely managed to stand up before he had her pinned against the wall again. He could taste himself on her tongue, the reminder of her amazing deepthroating driving him wild… and driving the P.A.D. back into action. He had one hand on the small of her back and the other between her shoulder blades, the small device pressed between his palm and her body so that he couldn’t even see the display. Nick’s horny brain figured that her squirming meant she was into it and not that Sabrina was trying to knock the device loose so that it was out of reach; the idea that she was getting so turned on from a kiss made him double-down and deepen it, slipping his tongue into her mouth with a muffled moan. His hips rocked forward to glide his cock between her fingers and press it against her flat stomach. The P.A.D. thrummed but he couldn’t see what selection he had inadvertently made, the results only becoming apparent when he felt it against his lips.

At first he thought the pressure was coming from Sabrina leaning forward into their kiss, but the expanding softness spreading across his face made him reconsider. Nick’s curiosity won out and he pulled back, albeit reluctantly, to observe. Sabrina’s thin lips were steadily swelling, the sheen from their shared spit-swap accentuating the perfectly-shaped curve of their plump, slightly bee-stung appearance. Her tongue flitted out and ran over her new pink pillows, then she sighed in a breathy coo. Nick would have to double-check the P.A.D. to find out that it had cemented Sabrina’s new oral skills with a full-blown fixation, the pleasant sensations coming from her bigger lips no longer just psychological feedback but a very tangible physical response. It felt very good, so much so that she almost regretted that he had broken off their kiss so early.

Nick had to take a moment to admire how much the change altered the landscape of Sabrina’s face. Her lips were soft, full, and kissable, not artificially bloated; they drew attention, easily the most noticeable and attractive feature on the otherwise mousy girl. He could taste… lipgloss? The slight fruitiness was on his tongue and spread across his own lips - Sabrina definitely wasn’t wearing that before. But it made sense now; why wouldn’t she want to make them more noticeable? Her sexuality was so centered around her mouth now that Nick wondered… what if he…

“Wh- Mmff! Mnhhh…” Sabrina’s surprised squeak was cut off when Nick slid his index finger between her plush lips.

Her gaze immediately fell into a half-lidded look of content pleasure, her perfect pillows wrapping around Nick’s finger almost instinctively. Sabrina began to lazily bob her head, her tongue swirling around the offered digit, cheeks caving slightly with suction as she fell into what was now a behavior of rote comfort. Her scrawny body leaned into Nick’s embrace, concerns about the P.A.D. drifting to the back of her mind. She was too caught up in the pleasurable friction of his finger gliding between her lips when she pushed her face far enough forward to meet his knuckle, and gasped out in delight when he decided to introduce his middle finger to her mouth. Nick marveled at the apparent off-switch that he had just discovered, the oral-obsessed teen that he had accidentally created happily suckling on his fingers and letting out little sighs through her nose. It was hot in a way that he wasn’t expecting, his stiff dick grinding up along Sabrina’s stomach when he tightened his hug, pinning it between both of their bodies.

“You love this, don’t you?” Nick teased in a low voice.

“Aahhnn…” Sabrina couldn’t manage a coherent reply, especially not with the way Nick spread his fingers apart in her mouth, forcing her plump lips to separate and making drool dribble down her chin.

He brought his fingers back together and began to pump them in and out of her eager mouth, fingerfucking the girl’s lips to her vocal delight. Her moans were mostly stifled by the intruding digits but the way she wriggled against him gave Nick all the feedback he needed. He could feel her stiff nipples pressing into his chest, even through her apron, and Sabrina had wrapped her spindly legs around his thigh so she could grind against him through her jeans. While it didn’t feel as good as the blowjob Nick was more than happy to rub his engorged cock against Sabrina’s slender frame, their mutual dry humping driving the both of them to higher and louder peaks of pleasure until-

“Mnnnhh!” Sabrina’s body stiffened and shivered, her eyelids fluttering and her lips clamping down hard around Nick’s fingers.

He chuckled softly and held her close while she rode out her climax, eventually withdrawing his soaked hand; the front of Sabrina’s shirt and apron were similarly damp with the spit that had flowed down her face.

“That was not fair,” Sabrina laughed weakly as she caught her breath. Her heart was still thumping in her chest and something as simple as wiping her mouth with the back of her hand was enough to make her shudder in pleasure. “You’ve seen me blush when I use a straw so you decide to - mnh - ram your fingers into my mouth? Dick.”

“What about it?” Nick joked back as the dick in question gave a heavy throb that Sabrina could feel near her sternum. “It’s only fair. You made me cum so I-”

Unfortunately their cute moment was interrupted by the familiar shrill voice of the Bean Roaster’s manager, immediately jarring the new lovers back to reality.

“What the fuck are you two doing?!”