In the FLiN – First Iteration Ver. 1.1

October 22, 2008

In the FLiN – First Iteration Ver. 1.1
By
Alex Hawk

I was heading from my bedroom to the living room that night when I heard the faint sounds from my sister’s bedroom. I paused and stood there, listening quietly at the door, trying to figure out what was going on.

After just a couple minutes of listening, it was pretty obvious. Sennii was in the FLiN, and she was cybering.

I grinned a little, my penis stiffening as I remembered taking my sister’s cyber virginity last year when she was eleven and I was twelve. The feeling of sinking into her vagina, and knowing that I was the first boy to go there, was one of the most bisque memories I had so far in my life.

On a whim, I overrode the lock on my sister’s door, I spent a LOT of time learning how to manipulate computers, and peeked inside. There she was. She was laying on her bed, completely naked, legs spread and twitching slightly from time to time as she had sex in the FLiN. People didn’t move too much when they were inside, but most everyone at least twitched a little when they cybered. People didn’t usually cyber nude, either, but sometimes people did. There was a belief among some that it felt better that way. I’d done it a few times naked and I hadn’t noticed a difference.

I stood there in the doorway, looking at Sennii’s nude body and realized that this was the first time I’d ever seen a girl naked in real life. She looked exactly like how she looked in the FLiN. She had small breasts, very little pubic hair and a nice, thin body. She was really cute. I loved cybering with her.

I took a couple steps into Sennii’s room, admiring her body as she laid on her bed. I reached down and rubbed at my penis through my clothes. It had been a long time since I’d cybered with her. Too long, I realized now. I had to do it with her again soon.

Then I paused. I’d never had sex in real life, of course. I was only thirteen and way too young for that. Most people didn’t have real sex until after they were married, and sometimes not even then. Why bother with real sex, when you can just do it in the FLiN, and do it however you want?

But that didn’t mean that I wasn’t a little curious about real sex. And as I looked down at my sister’s twitching, naked body, I started wondering about the differences. How would it feel if, for example, I touched her body? Would it be the same or different from touching her in the FLiN?

Licking my lips, I thought I’d just touch her leg and see what happened. See what it felt like. So that in mind, I reached out and gently placed my hand on her inner thigh. Sennii didn’t react at all, but I did. My penis twitched at the contact as I realized that, yes, there seemed to be a difference. It might’ve just been my imagination, but it was there.

I moved my hand back and forth on my sister’s thigh. It was incredibly bisque! There definitely was a difference between this and in the FLiN. I didn’t know what it was. Something about the texture, maybe, that the computer couldn’t recreate. Of course I knew in the back of my mind that this was nonsense. The implants in our heads made sure that everything was true to life. What’s the point, otherwise?

But still… there was something different and very bisque…

I lifted my hand off my sister’s thigh and moved up to one of her small breasts, cupping it gently, feeling her hard nipple under my palm. Very nice. On a whim, I leaned down and gave her nipple a little lick and a suck. Sennii still didn’t react, which was fine with me.

My eyes wandered down towards my sister’s vagina and I got a different idea. Very slowly I moved my hand down until I reached her sparse strands of pubic hair. I ran my fingers through them and then, finally, carefully, I moved one of my fingers down and slowly inserted it into my sister’s vagina.

My mind went numb for a moment. Her vagina was amazing! It was warm, it was wet, it was sooooo tight! I moved my finger in and out of Sennii a couple times, marveling at how it felt. I KNEW it was different from the FLiN. I couldn’t, as it were, put my finger on why, but it was different and in a very important way.
It was better.

Sennii’s twitching and light moans increased. I knew she was getting close to cumming. I wanted to have my finger inside her while she climaxed, but I knew that would be a bad idea. Some people slipped right out of the FLiN when they were done cumming and I really didn’t want to deal with the idea of her waking up and seeing me with my finger in her, so I withdrew. Both from her vagina and from her room, and made my way back to my bedroom, pondering the possibilities.

* * *

It was about three days before I finally decided what to do. It was going to take me a while to get everything set up. The programming alone would be a challenge. But after a full three weeks of effort, I was finally ready to go.

The conclusion of my preparations dovetailed nicely with our parents paying a visit to Earth. I waited until their last night away before I finally put my plan into motion.

It began with me sitting in the kitchen killing time and eating while I waited for my sister to come out of her bedroom. I’d been monitoring her FLiN activities and knew that she was currently busy getting fucked by some boy. When she finished, I knew she’d come out and see me sitting there. I made myself busy reading a book.

Sure enough, not long after she was done, Sennii came into the kitchen. Looking down at me she said, “What are you reading?”

“‘Hero of Taggert’s Run’,” I replied. “It’s about how one lieutenant on the St Louis saved the remnants of the 3rd Fleet during the First Battle of Taggert’s Run.”

“History?” she asked as she got herself some food and sat down.

“Yeah, it’s pretty bisque.”

“Nice. I’ll have to check it out later.”

Trying not to grin, I said, “Sure, I’ll send it to you.” I closed my eyes and tapped into my implant, sending my sister not only the book, but a little something extra. “Done.”

“Bisque. Thanks.”

“No problem,” I said with total sincerity. “So what did you have planned tonight?”

“I don’t know,” she said with a shrug. “Probably just spend the night in FLiN.”

“Cybering?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah? I haven’t cybered in a few days.”

“I was on earlier with this boy named Arvid. He was pretty bisque.”

“Cute?”

She shrugged. “His avatar was. That’s really all that matters.”

Taking a moment to compose myself, I carefully said, “Yeah. You wanna cyber with me later? We haven’t done it in a while.”

Sennii considered the idea and then shrugged and said, “”Sure, it might be fun.”

“Bisque. Just let me know when you’re ready.”

“Ok.”

With that I stood up and cleared away my dishes before going into the living room where I switched on the HPD and turned on a sitcom I’d gotten to be fond of. My sister hated it, but she didn’t have any taste in what was good.

During one of the commercials, I said, “Hey, bisque!”

“What?” called out Sennii.

I stood up and walked into the kitchen. “They’re doing a series of news broadcasts from the starship Victory. That’s the one Captain Constantine is in command of.”

“Oh,” she said, obviously not recognizing the name.

With slightly strained patience I said, “You don’t know who that is, do you, Sennii?”

“Not really.”

“She’s the one who was the lieutenant at Taggert’s Run. The one who beat back the Kaldorn fleet long enough to let the 3rd Fleet escape.”

“Oh, bisque. I can see how you’d like that.”

“Yeah.”

I went back into the living room, Sennii tagging along. I wondered how long it would be before I’d get to put my plan into action.

“Anything good on after this?” she asked me.

“Anything good on after this?”

“Let’s see.” I scanned through the guide through the implant in my head. Shaking my head, I said, “Not really. There’s the remake of ‘Citizen Kane’ on later, though.”

Sennii made a face. “The one from back in the ’30’s? The one with Haley Joe Osmond, or whatever his name was?”

“Haley Joel Osment, and yes. With Ashley Olsen-Damon, too.”

She shuddered. “No, thanks. That’s about as anti-bisque as you can get.”

“True.”

Once my sitcom was over, Sennii said, “Since there’s nothing else on, you wanna cyber right now?”

I shrugged as my mind exalted. I was going to get to do this! WONDERFUL! But then, for some reason, I started to feel a little guilt. Cold feet, I guess. Maybe this wasn’t such a bisque idea after all. I mean, what I had planned wasn’t really moral.

My nerves finally got the best of me and I said, “I dunno. I was thinking I should probably go do my homework. I have a test Friday in my Physics of Hyperspace class. I have another one next week in xenososh, too.”

She shuddered. “I hate xenosociology.”

“Don’t we all.” I smiled. “I wouldn’t mind spending some time learning more about the Alanii, mind you.”

Sennii grinned back. “Me, either.”

I remembered a couple times I’d had sex with people in the FLiN who claimed to be Alanii. They weren’t bad in bed. If the real thing was anything like they were…

Sennii poked me. “So you wanna cyber?”

“Well, like I said, I gotta study,” I temporized.

“Yeah, but it was your idea to begin with. Don’t be a norbert.”

I sighed a little as my doubts began to flee. “Yeah. And it’s always nice with you, too.”

“Incest is best,” she replied.

I knew I was going to go for it. I said, “Ok. You wanna go to our rooms, or just do it right here?”

She thought about it for a moment and then said, “”Let’s just do it here. Mom and Dad aren’t due back from Earth until later. Hell, they probably haven’t even left Paris yet.”

“Ok. Your place or mine?” I asked, hoping she’d pick mine. It would be much easier that way.

“Let’s do yours.”

“Ok.” I let my eyes unfocus and slipped into the FLiN. More or less.

What really happened is that I went into the FLiN in invisible mode. This meant that my sister wouldn’t be able to see me. I set up the Eden program I’d used when I took Sennii’s cyber-virginity, then I sat back and waited for her to arrive. An instant before she turned up my “avatar” appeared in the garden.

Actually, he was a bot that I’d programmed. Making sex-bots was pretty easy. They’d come into wherever you were and have sex with you. But this wasn’t just a sex-bot. This was a persona-bot. He was designed to emulate my personality as much as possible. He’d be able to engage in light conversational banter, he’d react like I’d react to most stimulus, etc. Just programming him had taken me most of the three weeks I’d spent planning.

I watched as Sennii appeared and said, “Nostalgia?”

Thankfully the bot was smart enough to say, “Of course.”

As they advanced on each other, I pulled out of the FLiN completely and found myself sitting on the couch next to my sister. I looked over at her. She was totally out of it, submerged inside the FLiN.

Now for my next move. I stood up and pulled off all my clothes, leaving me completely naked. Then I reached down to Sennii and lifted up her small skirt. She was wearing rather filmy undergarments as most people tended to. Getting them off her was going to be a bit more of a challenge.

Or at least it would’ve if I hadn’t come prepared. I reached under the couch and pulled out a small vial. I opened it up and upended it over my sister’s underwear. At first nothing seemed to happen, and I wondered if the nanites inside the vial had died. I hoped not. They’d been almost as hard to program as the persona-bot had been.

Then I smiled as my sister’s underwear seemed to dissolve. The nanites were eating it away. It took about two minutes, long enough that I was starting to wonder if I’d have enough time to do what I wanted. I actually went back into the FLiN briefly to slow down time in the Eden program so that Sennii and the persona-bot would be in there longer.

Once the underwear were gone, my sister’s vagina was completely exposed to me. I reached down and rubbed a finger against her wet slit, slipping it up inside her. She was so very wet and tight! It still felt much better to me doing this in real life than it had in the FLiN. I didn’t know why, but I was willing to go with it.

I positioned myself between my sister’s legs and it occurred to me that after being sexually active for two years, I was only just now going to lose my virginity. It was a very surreal thought.

I moved around a bit to make sure that I was going to enter her properly. Once I was comfortable, I placed the tip at her entrance and pushed. I was astonished at how easily I penetrated, my thirteen-year-old virgin penis slipping so very quickly and easily into my sister’s very wet, very tight twelve-year-old virgin vagina. I pushed forward until I was all the way inside her, and then held myself steady.

The sensations traveling through my young body were incredible. I’d had sex more times than I could remember inside the FLiN, but actually doing it for real was soooo much more bisque! Maybe it was just an illusion. Maybe I just thought it was better because it was something different, and because I was doing something I shouldn’t have been.

Maybe, but I didn’t really care. I lifted my sister’s legs up and started slowly moving my penis within her vagina. It felt so wonderful inside of her! So great was the pleasure of having actual sex that it was just completely unreal.

I didn’t even bother to think about what I was going to do when I came. Why bother? I’d always cum inside the girl when I’d fucked in the FLiN. I knew that this was real life, so I should probably pull out, but I just couldn’t bring myself to. Instead, when the moment hit, I buried penis to the hilt inside my sister’s vagina and held still as my sperm fired off into her waiting young body. I pictured it traveling through her, trying to find an egg to fertilize and make our baby. It wouldn’t of course. Her fertility controls would see to that. But still, it was an interesting image.

When I was done cumming, I popped into the FLiN long enough to see that things were just about done. I quickly pulled my penis out of Sennii’s vagina, wiped up the sperm that was leaking out of her and took out the other vial of nanites. I sprinkled them onto her crotch and got dressed as some of them hunted out and destroyed the rest of my sperm while the rest made a new pair of underwear for her.

Once Sennii was completely ready to come back into reality, I sat back down on the couch and pretended to slip out of the FLiN just as she roused herself to consciousness. She looked over at me and smiled.

“Jovii… that was beyond bisque. It was almost like doing it for real!”

I smiled a sly, quiet smile and gave myself a mental pat on the back.

END ver 1.1

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. Inter arma enim silen leges. Don’t believe me? Look at the Patriot Act.

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