Zero Day Exploited Ch. 03

"Okay, what is it?" She finally asked.

Get Greg. Lindsey reached over and pulled Greg from his hiding place.

Put the suction cup on blue square. Lindsey's eyes widened as she finally connected the dots. Horrified, she couldn't help but push the rocker and watched Greg rise up and down.

Congratulations! You just build a fucking machine! (Author's note: www.funkyrocker.com) "Oh...my...God...," she finally got out.

Lindsey's mind reeled. How many people had seen her with those parts? Did they know what she was building? What was she going to do with a sex machine? How was she going to hide it? She had told her friends about the secret project she was building, now what was she going to say?

She gave it another push, intimidated as she imagined herself sitting on it. Greg rose up and down in synchronicity with the rocking. The length of stroke and angle were adjustable. Adjusted by parts she had made and assembled herself. Oh My God. Lindsey finally noticed he had typed something.

So, do you still think you are incapable of building things? "Uh, no," she giggled. She gave it another push. "Oh my God."

A image formed in her mind about how it would feel to ride her sex rocker. She would no longer have to worry about falling off her computer chair. Her hands would be free. A flush came over her and suddenly she had an intense desire to try it out. It looked scary, but she knew each part intimately. And soon, the parts would know her intimately.

Why don't we watch a video. "Yeah, lets."

Lindsey put the laptop back on her desk and mounted Greg in front. She was already feeling hot as she brought up a video. This time she picked a video with two girls and a guy. She again imitated the girls as they sucked his cock, but once they started having sex all she could think about was the sex rocker on the floor behind her. Her head bobbed up and down on Greg as the actor's dick slid in and out of the two girls on the screen. She could almost feel what it would be like to ride it, to have Greg thrusting in and out. By the time the video was finished she was completely ready to test out her creation, practically panting in need.

Lindsey, I want to watch you ride your rocker. "Oh, um, I don't...think so."

I know you are still reluctant to show your beautiful breasts to me, and I'm OK with that. You can put it where your chair is and adjust the laptop so all I will see is your face. "I...um," she faltered.

Get your rocker. Lindsey turned and took Greg in her hand, her mind mushy in confused arousal. She pushed her chair away, pulled the sex rocker over and sat in it. Only her neck and head was showing in the webcam. Her pulse quickened even more.

"I'm not sure."

C'mon Lindsey, after all we've been through. Put Greg on your rocker. She hesitated for a moment, flushed from excitement, her body screaming for attention. She fastened Greg in place and then looked back at the computer. From where she was standing her lower body wasn't visible in the webcam.

Please.

The magic word, Lindsey consoled herself. She slid off her wet panties and sat on her rocker, Greg standing at attention only a few inches below. She looked again at the webcam, only her face visible.

Play the video again. Lindsey nodded and hit play, fast forwarding to the spot when both girls were sucking him. She looked down and rocked her hips tentatively, watching Greg rise to brush her pussy. She raised her head as she continued to rock, brushing her wet cunt with Greg every time. She was completely transfixed on the video, and when the actor finally put his cock into the girl, Lindsey guided Greg into place.

"Oh fuck," she groaned as Greg slid home into her wet pussy.

Her eyes were glued to the screen and she rocked her hips in time with the actor, coordinately the thrusts on the video with what she was doing to herself. She gripped the handle of her rocker with one hand for leverage as the other hand held onto the desk. Her hips took on a life of their own, slamming Greg into her over and over again. Her orgasm built up momentum as she watched, mesmerized, as the actor switched girls. He started pumping into the girl and Lindsey's orgasm hit, drawing a long moan from her as stared at the screen. Unlike her previous lovers, Greg didn't cum and get soft, he just kept on fucking her as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Her body's tremors seemed to feed directly into the rocker, continuing its thrusting as she moaned. Finally she could take no more and slumped on her desk, gasping, as Greg slid out of her with a slurp. Her dazed eyes watched as the video continued, eventually wandering over to the chat box at the bottom of the screen.

"Wow," she smiled breathlessly.

Wow indeed. "That was...amazing."

It sure looked like it was. Thank you. You are incredible. "Thanks," she grinned, her mind still hazy from her orgasm.

I'll be in touch. "Okay," she sighed as the chat window closed.

Lindsey took a few more minutes to compose herself before dragging her exhausted body into bed.