Reality Bytes Part Three--Dante's

She continued to kiss his neck and stroke his cock until it was fully erect. Then, she lay on her back and Derek moved to hover over her. Instead of the penetration she was expecting, though, Alicia felt an explosion of sensation from her upper body, centered on a breast. She gasped in surprise as Derek took Chloe's nipple into his mouth, kneading the breast expertly with his fingers as his lips and tongue sent ripples of pleasure that seemed to gather and build within the walls of her vagina. He moved to the other and the sensation increased once more. Incredibly, Alicia could feel herself riding the wake of another shared orgasm, this time though, without even having been touched below the waist. The tide rose still further, hovered at some indescribable point, right on the edge, then exploded into the most intense orgasm yet, a surge of giddy warmth from deep inside her body. She closed her eyes and breathed slowly as the feeling slowly faded.

She flinched at the touch on her shoulder. Clara was kneeling on the ground next to her. It was her touch she had felt. "Hey, you doin' alright?"

Alicia swallowed. "Yeah, I'm fine." She waved her hand toward the couple on the stage, who were slowly moving closer together. Alicia could feel the caresses over Cloe's body. "What just happened with them?"

Clara shrugged. "She is...augmented. Her nipples are about as sensitive as a normal woman's clitoris. I had a girlfriend who tried it once. It was fun in bed, but she never got used to the feel when she was wearing clothes."

A twitch of sensation sent a chill up Alicia's spine. "What was that?" she asked.

Clara was smiling. "We're getting to the good part. Derek just activated his rig."

"You mean--"

"You'll be feeling it from both sides, honey. Better hang on."

She was still trying to absorb what Clara was talking about, so the sensation took her totally by surprise. On the stage, Chloe had just lowered herself onto the tip of Derek's erect cock. Alicia had felt what each of them must have felt, the gentle pressure of lips being parted but in the same moment, the feel of surrounding warmth. "Oh GOD," she moaned aloud, for the moment completely overwhelmed. Chloe maneuvered herself slowly, expertly, teasing Derek's member into frustrated ecstasy before letting herself evelope him fully.

Her eyes were closed again, so at first she was not aware that the kisses on her neck were not from the bodies of the two performers. When she opened her eyes, Clara gazed down at her, her features flushed and alive with wanting. "You are so beautiful," she crooned.

Alicia froze, uncertain how she should react. Clara's deep dark eyes betrayed a flicker of uncertainty. "You don't have to," she said, but she raised a hand to brush Alicia's face with her long fingers as she said it. The sensations coming through the VR rig disrupted her thoughts before she could form them. She perched on a wave of torrid emotion. Joy, fear, and lust slid over and around one another until she could no longer tell which was which. She didn't want to be lonely. She bent forward slightly, pulled by a longing for closeness and suddenly her lips met Clara's. She very nearly pulled away, a thread of conscious thought valiantly trying to assert itself, but she let it go and gave herself over to the experience.

The thought of lying naked in a room full of strangers never crossed her mind as Clara pulled the clothes from Alicia's body. She was surprised that the third bundle of sensation was so easily distinguishable as Clara now explored her body with hands, lips, and tongue. The thrusts deep within her and the silken-smooth warmth sliding over her imaginary cock were now joined by the more familiar feeling of soft stroking across her clit. She could feel each of the three separately but with total immersion.

Again, the sensations changed. She had been ignoring the stage for several minutes, letting herself go in the sense of touch, but at the sound of padding feet she glanced there now. As expected, Michael and Sharon had rejoined the other two. Chloe paused in her motion to lean further forward over Derek as Michael squatted behind her. Alicia realized with a sense of trepidition what was about to happen. Sure enough, Michael positioned himself so that the head of his cock pressed against Chloe from behind. Adjusting her position, Chloe slowly pressed backward, taking the new member into herself along with the other.

A flood of new sensation coursed through Alicia. Every move Chloe made sent tingling all through her body. The intensity of it was enough even to mask the immediacy of Clara's ministrations. Surely she would have gone over the edge if it had been her own body, but Chloe somehow managed to build the height of her pleasure even more. Alicia idly wondered if Sharon would soon be entering the thick of things herself. What she felt now seemed already more than she could truly handle.

"Ally."

Alicia sat bolt upright. What the hell? She had heard a voice, but it had seemed to come from everywhere at once. Clara straightened and wiped her lips surreptitiously. She looked as though she were afraid she had done something wrong.

"Ally, it's me, Adam. I've been trying to reach you. I tried to warn you, but now it's too late."

Alicia rose to her feet unsteadily and looked around. No one else appeared to be hearing the voice. She pushed down her dress to cover herself. "Excuse me," she said to Clara, adding a belated, "I'm sorry," as she hurried towards the exit. The VR rig continued to work, making it difficult to keep her feet. When she neared the door, a member of the staff appeared and tried to stop her.

"I need some air," she said, her knees trembling as another wave of pleasure played across her skin. The man looked like he might make another protest, but Alicia swallowed as though she were feeling sick and he quickly stepped out of her way.

The next room was the third circle of Hell, where gluttons resided. Actually, it was were food was served, holographic snow and hail serving as punishment to the residents here. Alicia hurried to a private corner and sat down, still struggling against the throes of ecstasy being forced upon her. "Damn it, Adam," she whispered fiercely. "How the fuck are you doing this? Can you hear me right now?"

"I got access to the interface controlling the nanomachines in your rig. There were enough still active to fashion a tap into your aural and speech centers. You don't have to form the words out loud. Just subvocalize and I'll understand you."

"Jesus fucking Christ," she murmured. "What do you want with me? Why can't you leave me alone?"

There was a moment of silence, then, "I will leave you alone, if that is what you want. In fact, after tonight I won't blame you if you never want to speak to me again."

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"Your research, Ally."

A pang of terror went through her. "No!" she cried out loud. A server turned in her direction, but Alicia shook her head calmly and smiled. When the woman turned her attention away, she continued. "What have you done?" she asked under her breath.

"They forced me to. Someone must have been monitoring my time with you. They must have figured out what you were designing in your lab. Ally, I'm so sorry."

She needed to remain calm. This might all be a trick. He might only be fishing, hoping to find access to the lab's computers by frightening her. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Ally, they made me steal your research. The smart phage."

And just like that, the bottom dropped away from the fragile hope she had built. He knew what no one outside of her research group could know. He had hacked a top-grade firewall and accessed her project database. "You son of a bitch," she swore coldly. "Just leave me the fuck alone!"

"I'm sorry," he said again, and the connection went silent. She began to sob just as the first orgasm shuddered through her.