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Day 1: masturbation
"That stupid dimpled dumbass!"
Rebecca was pissed off, she'd just arrived back at her apartment after David left her with Kiwi, he didn't even outright reject her which made it all the more annoying, that stupid face of his turned her on so much though, and she needed something to take the edge off.
"He's giving my pussy blue balls, and Lucy gets all that TLC to herself, lucky bitch"
Rebecca started rubbing herself through her clothes, or what passed as clothes with her anyway. She was so pent up and on edge, she knew her usual routine of fingering wasn't going to work tonight though, even with her knew chromed out cyber-hands, thankfully she was always prepared for such a situation, especially since Pilar got flatlined so she has the apartment to herself finally with no possibility of interruptions or weirdness.
Rebecca went to her room and wheeled out her new favourite toy, which she affectionately called the fuckmaster 3000, the thing cost her a fuckton of eddies but Rebecca definitely got her money's worth. It was a sleek steel chassis customized with Rebecca's favourite colours, inside the chassis was an electronic motor that'd make a militec vehicle jealous maybe it wasn't as quick as David's sandevistan but it got Rebecca's engine running well enough anyway, and the power from that engine was being pushed into a pistoning plastic cock that was perfectly proportioned as Rebecca had requested the manufacturer, she didn't know how big David was, but Lucy seemed to be satisfied, so Rebecca took a gamble and just specified for something on the larger size, Rebecca wasn't delicate after all and when she was in the mood she wanted to get her pussy absolutely wrecked raw.
Rebecca positioned herself on her bed so her legs were spread with the fuckmaster 3000 positioned at the entrance of her now exposed pussy, she may be short, but she wasn't delicate, she was gonna melt her fucking brain with this machine just to spite David, she didn't know how that thought process Actually worked but she was gonna do it anyway. She'd already chipped the machine controls internally so she wouldn't need to mess around with buttons and shit. When she was in position she started the machine on its lowest setting.
It sent a jolt of pleasure up her spine as the machine slowly started pounding her pussy, this was just the beginning warm up but the size and the tempo already had Rebecca moaning, she started teasing her clit with her cyber-hands to give her some extra stimulation, she was imagining what David was doing right now, imagining him Fucking Lucy at the same pace the machine was Fucking her with, she was so jealous but that jealousy made her want to get fucked even more, she felt so lonely and just needed cock to fill that void.
Rebecca pushed the pace up a notch, the machine was no longer slowly lovingly penetrating her, it was now quickly pistoning in and out of her dripping cunt, Rebecca was moaning so loudly that she bet her neighbours could hear, she didn't care though she was too preoccupied with the cock currently filling her void.
Rebecca was squeezing her tiny tits while the machine had its way with her, she pushed the speed even higher and nearly swallowed her tongue with the increased pleasure the increased pace gave her, her vision was blurring, she started picturing David in her mind on top of her instead keeping pace with the machine using his sandevistan, Rebecca was a drooling mess at this point, the pistoning motion was going at the speed of a jackhammer, her tongue was lolling out of her mouth as she muttered and moaned a series of gutteral noises and expletives, she was so close, so close.
The scream Rebecca let out could have woken the dead, she was hardly a quiet girl anyway, but after getting her pussy pounded by a piece of industrial grade clit tickling machinery she was even louder than usual.
She switched the machine off, but let the cock stay inside of her, idling her pussy and bed were absolutely soaked with her juices, her eyes were glazed over and her tongue was hanging out pooling drool as her head flopped to the side, but she thought to herself
"I wonder if lucy would consider trading for an evening".