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Emma looked around the room and sighed. The walls were dark red and there was a four-poster king-sized bed in the middle of the room.

“What's up?”

“Well…I know we came in here for you to fuck me, but…I wanted to try something out with you, if you’re into it.”

"What?" I said, noting the curious seriousness in Emma's demeanor. "Is this one of the…experiments?"

"Yeah." Emma said, looking at the bed, "you mind sitting on the bed?"

I shrugged. "Sure…ok." I went over to the bed and sat down on the edge, watching Emma walk over to a bag she’d carried in with her and pull out a harness.

I watched as Emma took off her glasses, putting them on top of a dresser. This wasn't one of those 'she just took her glasses off and she was gorgeous' moments, but taking them off transformed Emma's face shape. But she was utterly stunning either way.

"I made a strap-on with twelve discrete micro-vibration motors along the length of the shaft. It can do things that no other vibe can, and I like it when I use it on myself, but I haven't had the opportunity to have a…test subject." Emma took the dildo out of a black plastic box.

"Are you saying you want to fuck me with your mad scientist dildo?" I said, leaning back on the bed.

"I suppose, yes," Emma said, now serious again.

"So, are you consenting to me using this on you?" Emma said.

"Yeah, totally…I mean, it's not going to shock me or anything, is it?"

"No…though an e-stim dildo could be fun now that you mention it…" Emma made a mental note, "but this one is guaranteed shock free…and even if it wasn't, it would be like two volts and fifteen milliamperes, you'd barely feel it."

I don't know why someone being this nerdy about the filthiest stuff was turning me on so much, but I wasn't going to question it. "Alright, yes, to be crystal clear, I give you full consent to fuck me with your experimental dildo."

"Excellent." Emma said, getting ready and putting the harness around herself, the dildo jutting out. Emma walked toward the bed, "let's start slow, so I can find all the right settings…"

“I’m pretty sure I can take it no matter what, Emma.” I said.

“You say that, but you never know…” Emma grabbed my knee, angling my legs open while she observed the dildo. Emma hit a switch on the harness, and the dildo vibrated slowly. "OK, let's try the range of sensation I can give you…"

The dildo hummed against my thighs, the warmth and sensation making me swoon a bit. I wanted to press into it, but knew it could ruin Emma's experiment.

"Can you, umm…guide it in? I'm actually pretty blind without my glasses and I haven't put my contacts in yet." Emma said.

God, it was so adorable. I smiled and took the dildo into my hand, feeling the strange motion along the shaft. It was definitely moving and pulsating differently than anything I'd ever used before.

I pushed the dildo into myself, feeling it vibrate inside of me. "Ohh…" I said.

Emma bit her lip, looking at the dildo sliding inside of me. "Good?"

"Fantastic." I said as I relaxed to let more of it in.

Emma looked at me with a slight hunger in her eyes. "Alright, I want to start slow. Let me know if anything feels uncomfortable…"

"God, nothing about this is uncomfortable, Emma, it's all really nice." I felt a change in the pattern and my body tensed at the novelty. "Oh…wow…oh my god, Emma, this is unbelievable."

Emma's mouth twisted in concentration, and then she reached for her phone. I had completely forgotten that she was keeping meticulous notes on me. I blushed, knowing I was a subject, but in a really exciting way. "Mind if I make notes?"

"Do whatever you want…film it, I don't care." I said, utterly giving myself to Emma's experiment.

"That can be an option in the future, if you want. For now, let's just work with the data I already have." Emma's phone beeped, a log of notes in it already.

"Am I giving you good data?" I said, my ass squirming against the soft sheets, the vibrator giving me waves of pleasure.

"The best data I could hope for. How is your response, tell me more about it."

"It's good…like…the vibration isn't stronger than most vibes, it's just more…subtle. And it, like…moves in waves. "

"Yeah, the micro-motors really help. I'm surprised nobody has really tried them before." Emma said, admiring her invention, seeming to not even care that it was two-thirds buried into my soaking cunt.

"I can feel it in my clit, oh…I love it, it's really…it's really making my hips twitch…" I said, trying to describe the sensations but unable to come up with a coherent sentence. "You wanna try really pounding me with it?" I said.

Emma smiled at the request and looked down. "Yeah, sure. Let's see if I can…well, make it more like real fucking." Emma gripped the side of my thighs and began to slowly rock her hips. "OK, no more notes, I'm just going to fuck you now, sound good?"

"Sounds…" My body had a mini-orgasm at the idea that I had Emma's undivided attention, "fucking great."

I wrapped my legs around Emma's waist as she pumped the dildo in and out of me. The different movements in the dildo meant it wasn't the same thing over and over again, each thrust and movement was something new. I watched her focus on giving me pleasure, on making me feel good, and I felt adored in a way I don't think I had before.

I grabbed Emma's shoulder as I came, a soft and rolling orgasm, the vibration on a lower setting so it felt more like a warm buzz in my cunt. "Oh…that…wow. That even feels amazing after I've come…" I said, wincing at the wonderful pleasure.

"Do you want me to keep it in?" Emma said.

I nodded, feeling another orgasm coming up, not wanting to lose the moment. I ground my hips against Emma, letting her watch as the dildo worked me into a second orgasm, more powerful than the last, this time sending my whole body into shivers, my toes curling.

"Oh…fuck…" I said, gasping for air. "Holy shit, Emma. "

Emma pulled back, the dildo slick with my wetness, and smiled. "Did that work?"

I looked down, not believing that Emma was actually asking if it had worked, the answer was obvious. "Oh…gosh…Emma, yes, that worked. That thing's going to make you a millionaire."

"Well…with company stake and stock options, I am, but…yes…it could be a successful invention." She said. God, a tech queen millionaire had just fucked my brains out.

I collapsed onto the bed, blissful and ready for so much more. "How much data do you have on me now, Emma?"

“A lot.” Emma looked at me as she took the strap-on off, setting it to the side of the bed and sliding up beside me. "I could see gathering a…lot of data from you in the future…" She kissed me, missing my lips slightly because she couldn't see. We could work on that.

“Your turn?” I said, trailing my fingertips down Emma’s arm, ready to finally give back to her after she’d given me so much.

“Oh, that’s right, we did come in here for you to fuck me, didn’t we?”

“That we did…” I said, crawling down Emma’s body before stopping with my face just inches above her pussy, feeling the heat of it, wanting to finally sink my tongue in.

“God, you’re so pretty…” Emma said, playing with my hair as I kissed her stomach and under her ribcage. Even if tonight was going to be full of as much wild sex as I could manage, I wanted this time with Emma to be calm, slow, and perfect.

“Thank you…you’re not bad yourself.” I said, kissing the hollow of her hip. I took a finger and traced it along the one tattoo on Emma’s body, an angular rendering of a crow that contrasted her soft curves perfectly. “You know, I feel almost under-prepared to do this, since you’re such an expert.”

Emma looked down at me, smiling and cradling my cheek as I gently licked just above the tuft of her pubic hair. “I think you have more experience than you’re giving yourself credit for, Vi. I saw you and Yara, and that was not the work of an amateur at all.”

“Guess there’s only one way to find out, right?”

I leaned down and licked the gap between Emma’s thigh and her hip, teasing her while I got into position for the real thing. Her legs were toned but light and smooth, and I loved how they felt in my hands as I parted them, exposing her pussy again.

It was so pink. So fucking pink. Maybe it was just because I was instantly enamored by Emma, but I found every single thing about her the most attractive thing in the world in that moment. I sunk my head between her legs, fully tasting her for the first time, and I found myself in heaven.

“Fuck…” Emma shuddered as my tongue came into contact with her.

“That good?”

“Your tongue, Vi…please don’t stop.”

And so I didn’t. I sucked on Emma’s lips, tasting her wetness in my mouth, savoring it. She was sweet and warm and everything I wanted. She bit her thumb while she looked down at me, her eyes rolling back in her head.

“You taste incredible, Emma,” I said. I slid two fingers into her silky entrance. She reacted, holding my shoulder and narrowing her hips as if she was trying to draw my fingers in further.

“I could sit on your face if you really wanted to taste me…” Emma said, staring at me with intensity.

She didn’t have to convince me at all. I rolled over on the bed and laid back, awaiting my prize. I’m not sure what it was about having a woman sit on my face, but it felt so naughty and made me feel so powerless and powerful at the same time. I was at this woman’s mercy as she smothered me with her pussy, but I was also giving her pleasure that other positions just couldn’t really match.

“My god, Vi, a girl who lets me sit on her face on the day we meet is a woman after my heart…” Emma said, but before she could give me a chance to respond, she straddled my face, spreading herself over me, giving me no choice but to go wild on her.

I held Emma’s hips and guided her back and forth across my tongue, tasting her deeply, feeling her both sway and shake with every new move. The witty, detached Emma disappeared quickly as she turned into a giddy pleasure-seeker, soft moans escaping her throat, her ass and thighs prickling with goosebumps.

“Fuck…Vi…I’m not going to last long…” Emma said, leaning back and giving me a new view of her body. We matched gazes, and I took her statement as a challenge. I couldn’t help myself, I wanted to race Emma to the finish line as quickly as possible. I licked as hard as I could, putting to use the techniques many girlfriends had praised me for, and within a couple seconds, Emma was blushing and her head flung back, the orgasm washing over her body. If I liked having a woman sit on my face, I loved having her come while I did it. There was just something about feeling her entire body press against me, loose and pliant, trapping me for those brief moments where she completely lost control.

“God…oh my god…Vi…” Emma rode out the last bits of her orgasm, her hand tugging on my hair. “That was…I don’t even have words. Fuck…” She gasped and fell over onto the bed, then started giggling uncontrollably.

“Good?” I said, rolling over onto my elbow to admire her in her orgasmic haze.

“Good doesn’t even begin to describe it, Vi…”