1 Chapter 4: Sex Simulator

Surrounding me was the same empty darkness I had initially seen when I was informed that I had been given the magical phone. Soon multiple panels of words appeared in front of me and I started reading through them.

[Welcome to the game, Sandbox of Dreams! In this game you are free to experiment with anything, ranging from the surroundings to the people! Do you want to have sex on top of a volcano? You can do it in this game! Do you want to be banging four girls in a jungle while being watched by animals? You can do it in this game! You are only limited by your imagination!]

After reading the description I had a wide smile on my face. This was exactly what I had been hoping for, a game to help me increase my prowess in sex. I was aware that this was real life, not some novel or anything dumb like that. I couldn't just stick my dick in a girl and expect her to start cumming until she went stupid, it took skill, knowledge, and technique to make a girl orgasm.

So I decided to start practicing my technique in this world. I had a sufficient amount of knowledge on the subject because before I had received the magical phone I had researched how to make girls orgasm due to my fear of becoming the victim of an NTR hentai. Now I just needed experience and experimentation.

I closed my eyes and thought of my bedroom. I thought of every single little detail in my room, from the dust on my windows to the big sticker on my wall that says "gaming." When I opened my eyes the black nothingness had been replaced with an exact replica of my room.

I was amazed at how realistic my surroundings looked. I put my hand onto my desk and felt no difference between real life and this simulated game. This excited me and I felt like experimenting with the extent of these abilities, but I knew I couldn't get sidetracked. I had one goal right now, and that was to become a god at sex.

I sat down in my chair and began to think about what kind of woman I should create, and eventually I decided to style the woman I would create as a girl I had a sexual crush on.

I closed my eyes to concentrate better and thought of that girl's short brown hair that reached her shoulders, her fair skin color that highlighted her athletic body that gave her perky C cup breasts and a thick butt that he would give a C+ grade, and a pretty face with two brown eyes. I also imagined her wearing our school uniform which was a black polo with a red rose on the top left of the chest, and a khaki low skirt that reached the middle of her thighs.

When I opened my eyes again the girl I had been thinking of appeared in front of me. I won't bother saying her name because it's not important as she is simply a temporary subject for my sexual experiments.

First of all, I wanted to see how well of a grading I would receive if I simply had sex. After that I would work on anything I did wrong, and if I kept practicing I would become the greatest fucking fucker ever!

My mind worked in overdrive and I thought of what I should do first. The articles I read, the stories I read, and the porn I watched all accumulated and in the next second I decided on my first action in my first ever time having sex.

I grabbed her hand tightly but not painfully to show her who would be the dominant one and pulled her over to me. Because I had thought of her as a normal person with the intent to fuck her she obeyed me with a smile.

I grabbed the back of her butt and lifted her up and onto my lap, putting her in a straddling position while facing me. I left one hand on her booty and my other hand slowly traveled up her back while I tried my best to keep eye contact with her, and eventually my hand rested at her cheek. She responded by putting her arms around my head, filling my nostrils with her wonderful scent.

I gently pulled her closer to my face while I tried my best to not do anything wrong, not be creepy, and keep a calm mind.

She allowed me to take the lead, and when I saw her soft lips I subconsciously gulped my saliva down in nervousness. Honestly, I had never kissed a girl before. When I was a kid I didn't kiss girls because I didn't want to, and when I grew to an age of yearning for physical contact I had already taken on the shape of a chicken nugget with no confidence.

I steeled myself and knew that I couldn't just back out of this. I parted my lips and tilted my head left to line up our lips, puckered my lips to aim for her top lip, and soon our lips collided.

From an article I read I had learned to keep the start of a kiss soft and gentle. I used every bit of information I had to my advantage. I swallowed any extra saliva to not make her face a river, I kept my left hand active by feeling up her bottom cheeks and my right hand active by feeling up her lower cheeks, and I pulled her as close as possible so that our bodies were touching.

A few seconds passed and I felt myself wanting more, and from her pants I could tell she thought the same way. I nibbled her lips and light grazed along it with my tongue, and when she reciprocated the act I knew I had made it to round two.

Our lips parted a bit more, signalling entry for our tongues to explore the others mouth. I first moved my tongue softly against her lower lip, and then I infiltrated into the motherland.

It was at this point that I was stumped on what to do. I had only read that after stage two you french kiss, and if it gets steamy enough you fuck. But what do you do in a French kiss? Do I just lick her mouth or something?

I decided to follow her lead and do what she did. Right when my tongue entered her mouth she greeted it with her own tongue, and we started a dance with our tongues.

For a few seconds I simply enjoyed the sensation of our tongues, but after that I started experimenting. I changed from the top lip to the bottom lip, and than would change back to the top lip, I explored her tongue and eventually her mouth, familizaring myself in finding the areas that gave a woman the most pleasure, and I constantly moved my hands.

After a minute of French kissing I decided that it was time to get steamier.