Re: Moronic Curiosity 2
anonymous
June 12 2011, 23:53:02 UTC
Moronic Curiosity 2
(first of all I am SO SORRY for the long wait T_T The only excuse I can offer is that while I was writing this next bit I had to stop every few mins to get over my embarrassment :( never written anything like this before. Next part should be up soon, as I am almost over my embarrassment...I hope...)
As Curiosity was considerably shorter than him, her almost insane grip on him was causing her breasts to poke against the...dangling thing....between his legs. He found this current position both embarrassing and somehow pleasant, for two reasons. The first was that he found Curiosity’s....curves...to be somewhat attractive and to see them squished slightly against him was making them even more so. The second was that there was a delightful tingling in that...dangling thing...which he didn’t want to stop. He found that pressing her even closer against him seemed to prolong this sensation, and he gave a contented grunt as it seemed to increase in intensity. Curiosity smiled happily up at him before striking him with another barrage of questions: “Why is part of you poking me? why are you breathing quickly? oooh! What’s that?” This last question was punctuated with Curiosity poking back at the hidden appendage that was currently poking her. At this Wheatley visibly jumped and his breathing quickened even further. When he spoke it was with a rather breathless undertone and oddly (for him) he stuttered slightly “D-do that a-again!” Curiosity tilted her head in an inquisitive fashion and obliged. Wheatley’s face began to redden even further and he closed his eyes slightly as that strange feeling took on an edge that could only be described as blissful. His eyes snapped open in alarm as curiosity suddenly enquired “Why are my panties all wet? ew! why is it all slimy?” Wheatley’s eyes almost seemed to pop out of their sockets as he starred slack-jawed as Curiosity actually started to slide her dress out of the way and slip a hand into her wet underwear to feel around...curiously.
Swallowing heavily several times, as this sight intensified this unexpected sensation, he managed a strangled “I-I don’t k-know luv”. He found himself drawn to touch her slimy...folds...and shivered at the startling moan she released at the feel of his fingers. She had no idea what on earth he was doing, but right now she didn’t want it to stop. With a speed that surprised him, Curiosity seized his hand with her slightly slimy one and guided it back into place. Wheatly starred at her once more (something he wished he could stop doing, he worried he looked like a fool) and enquired “you like that?” she nodded happily and pulled at his hand again. He obliged, and started to stroke her, the sensation of bliss building with every moan she uttered at his ministrations. He shivred and gasped out “l-luv!” as the pressure continued to build and his...dangling thing....started to feel uncomfortably cramped against his clothing.
Re: Moronic Curiosity 3
anonymous
November 20 2011, 18:05:46 UTC
(Ok....its seems I was NOT over my embarrassment...heh. I am SO so sorry :( I hope the ending will make it up to you :) )
At last he decided that he could take the pressure no more and frantically tugged at his zipper in order to release it. Finally, he got it free and heaved a sigh of relief as the restriction on it eased somewhat. While pondering once more on how he could increase this wonderful feeling, he recalled a strange action he had once observed two Aperture employees engaged in while he had still been a core. As they both now possessed anatomy that was also human, Wheatley wondered if this same activity could be the answer to what he desired. While Curiosity stared in fascination at his...dangling thing, he asked “Luv...would you like to feel even better than you are now?” Eyes half misted with the pleasure she was experiencing, she nodded eagerly at his question. “Ok, uh...I think you have to lie down....that’s it...and..erm...open your legs...I think that’s how it’s started”. Scratching his head, Wheatley pondered what was required next. What did he have to do now? What had the...male...done? The one with the....dangling thing like his? Before he could consider the problem, Curiosity was unable to stop herself from spewing out a string of questions, thus distracting him and making him wish, for the first time ever, that she would shut up.
“Why are you standing there? What do I have to do now? How are you going to make me feel better than before?” Hoping that his voice didn’t communicate the irritation he felt, he replied: “Give me a moment Luv and I’ll show you, I’m standing here so I can think”. Finally, he remembered what had happened next and pulled Curiosity’s underwear fully off her legs, removing his own underwear and trousers just afterwards. “Ok, I think this might hurt at first, but it will feel really good the longer it happens alright? I’m sure you will like it, humans seem to like it a lot, the amount of times they seem to do this”. Carefully straddling her small frame, he manoeuvred his ....dangling thing at the hole in the centre of her ....folds and thrusted. Curiosity cried out, arching slightly off the sofa and Wheatley pulled out of her in alarm. Just as he pulled back from her, her hand suddenly shot out and grabbed onto his...dangling thing causing him to cry out as she had done only moments before. “Don’t stop! Please don’t stop! That felt good as well, didn’t you feel it too? Do it again! Keep doing it!” Blinking at her in surprise, he obligingly thrust into her again. She gasped and suddenly gripped his shoulders; her nails digging into his shirt. Remembering what she had requested, he pulled back and thrust again, feeling that blissful pressure building once more. Unable to stop himself he began to gasp out his inner monologue, this became more and more breathless the longer he continued thrusting. “Oh god, that feels bloody amazing! Can’t believe we’re...doing what...humans...do! Looks...like....being...human...isn’t...so...bad....after...all!”
Re: Moronic Curiosity 4
anonymous
November 20 2011, 18:08:50 UTC
(ending :) plz let me know what you think ^_^)
Wheatley obliged and the pressure built to an almost unbearable level. Both Wheatley and Curiosity continued to throw out words, although neither of them could process exactly what the other was saying. As he thrust as hard as he could, the pressure suddenly broke and he and Curiosity both cried out as a whirlwind of lights and sensations completely overwhelmed them and he fell abruptly onto Curiosity. As his senses returned to him, he dazedly clung to Curiosity, smiling in a stunned fashion. As curiosity smiled back at him, the atmosphere was abruptly shattered by a horrified voice from the intercom. “That was disgusting! Who do you think you are? I never gave permission for you to do that! Get back to work!” The couple jumped as GlaDOS’ voice filled the room before reluctantly untangling themselves from each other. Wheatly shot a glare at the camera in the corner of the room before smirking and whispering “I know where there is a room without cameras” Curiosity smirked back at him before they both left the break room.
(first of all I am SO SORRY for the long wait T_T The only excuse I can offer is that while I was writing this next bit I had to stop every few mins to get over my embarrassment :( never written anything like this before. Next part should be up soon, as I am almost over my embarrassment...I hope...)
As Curiosity was considerably shorter than him, her almost insane grip on him was causing her breasts to poke against the...dangling thing....between his legs. He found this current position both embarrassing and somehow pleasant, for two reasons. The first was that he found Curiosity’s....curves...to be somewhat attractive and to see them squished slightly against him was making them even more so. The second was that there was a delightful tingling in that...dangling thing...which he didn’t want to stop. He found that pressing her even closer against him seemed to prolong this sensation, and he gave a contented grunt as it seemed to increase in intensity. Curiosity smiled happily up at him before striking him with another barrage of questions: “Why is part of you poking me? why are you breathing quickly? oooh! What’s that?” This last question was punctuated with Curiosity poking back at the hidden appendage that was currently poking her. At this Wheatley visibly jumped and his breathing quickened even further. When he spoke it was with a rather breathless undertone and oddly (for him) he stuttered slightly “D-do that a-again!” Curiosity tilted her head in an inquisitive fashion and obliged. Wheatley’s face began to redden even further and he closed his eyes slightly as that strange feeling took on an edge that could only be described as blissful. His eyes snapped open in alarm as curiosity suddenly enquired “Why are my panties all wet? ew! why is it all slimy?” Wheatley’s eyes almost seemed to pop out of their sockets as he starred slack-jawed as Curiosity actually started to slide her dress out of the way and slip a hand into her wet underwear to feel around...curiously.
Swallowing heavily several times, as this sight intensified this unexpected sensation, he managed a strangled “I-I don’t k-know luv”. He found himself drawn to touch her slimy...folds...and shivered at the startling moan she released at the feel of his fingers. She had no idea what on earth he was doing, but right now she didn’t want it to stop. With a speed that surprised him, Curiosity seized his hand with her slightly slimy one and guided it back into place. Wheatly starred at her once more (something he wished he could stop doing, he worried he looked like a fool) and enquired “you like that?” she nodded happily and pulled at his hand again. He obliged, and started to stroke her, the sensation of bliss building with every moan she uttered at his ministrations. He shivred and gasped out “l-luv!” as the pressure continued to build and his...dangling thing....started to feel uncomfortably cramped against his clothing.
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At last he decided that he could take the pressure no more and frantically tugged at his zipper in order to release it. Finally, he got it free and heaved a sigh of relief as the restriction on it eased somewhat. While pondering once more on how he could increase this wonderful feeling, he recalled a strange action he had once observed two Aperture employees engaged in while he had still been a core. As they both now possessed anatomy that was also human, Wheatley wondered if this same activity could be the answer to what he desired. While Curiosity stared in fascination at his...dangling thing, he asked “Luv...would you like to feel even better than you are now?” Eyes half misted with the pleasure she was experiencing, she nodded eagerly at his question. “Ok, uh...I think you have to lie down....that’s it...and..erm...open your legs...I think that’s how it’s started”. Scratching his head, Wheatley pondered what was required next. What did he have to do now? What had the...male...done? The one with the....dangling thing like his? Before he could consider the problem, Curiosity was unable to stop herself from spewing out a string of questions, thus distracting him and making him wish, for the first time ever, that she would shut up.
“Why are you standing there? What do I have to do now? How are you going to make me feel better than before?” Hoping that his voice didn’t communicate the irritation he felt, he replied: “Give me a moment Luv and I’ll show you, I’m standing here so I can think”. Finally, he remembered what had happened next and pulled Curiosity’s underwear fully off her legs, removing his own underwear and trousers just afterwards. “Ok, I think this might hurt at first, but it will feel really good the longer it happens alright? I’m sure you will like it, humans seem to like it a lot, the amount of times they seem to do this”. Carefully straddling her small frame, he manoeuvred his ....dangling thing at the hole in the centre of her ....folds and thrusted. Curiosity cried out, arching slightly off the sofa and Wheatley pulled out of her in alarm. Just as he pulled back from her, her hand suddenly shot out and grabbed onto his...dangling thing causing him to cry out as she had done only moments before. “Don’t stop! Please don’t stop! That felt good as well, didn’t you feel it too? Do it again! Keep doing it!” Blinking at her in surprise, he obligingly thrust into her again. She gasped and suddenly gripped his shoulders; her nails digging into his shirt. Remembering what she had requested, he pulled back and thrust again, feeling that blissful pressure building once more. Unable to stop himself he began to gasp out his inner monologue, this became more and more breathless the longer he continued thrusting. “Oh god, that feels bloody amazing! Can’t believe we’re...doing what...humans...do! Looks...like....being...human...isn’t...so...bad....after...all!”
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Wheatley obliged and the pressure built to an almost unbearable level. Both Wheatley and Curiosity continued to throw out words, although neither of them could process exactly what the other was saying. As he thrust as hard as he could, the pressure suddenly broke and he and Curiosity both cried out as a whirlwind of lights and sensations completely overwhelmed them and he fell abruptly onto Curiosity. As his senses returned to him, he dazedly clung to Curiosity, smiling in a stunned fashion. As curiosity smiled back at him, the atmosphere was abruptly shattered by a horrified voice from the intercom. “That was disgusting! Who do you think you are? I never gave permission for you to do that! Get back to work!” The couple jumped as GlaDOS’ voice filled the room before reluctantly untangling themselves from each other. Wheatly shot a glare at the camera in the corner of the room before smirking and whispering “I know where there is a room without cameras” Curiosity smirked back at him before they both left the break room.
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