Final Fantasy Porn Story: rad hummed nervously as he busied himself cleaning his room, making sure things were as presentable as possible. After thinking the situation over, Brad had realized just how quickly he had been to agree to Jenny’s request. To be sure, he still had the op
rad hummed nervously as he busied himself cleaning his room, making sure things were as presentable as possible. After thinking the situation over, Brad had realized just how quickly he had been to agree to Jenny’s request. To be sure, he still had the opportunity to stop this before it went any further, if he wanted to. But the thing was that Brad really couldn’t say that he *didn’t* want this… the more he had thought it over, the more exciting the idea had become. Jenny *was* pretty, in her own special way, and having been her friend for so long a certain kind of attraction had naturally built up. Maybe this was just the logical next step in their friendship? Brad wasn’t sure, and pondering it at length wasn’t helping any. Best to make sure this went smoothly, at least. He’d already gotten the basics set up: tea candles set up around the room, romantic music ready to play at the touch of a button, lighting dimmed appropriately. Brad had even changed into his “Hugh Heffner” style robe and pipe combo, which he was thoroughly convinced made him appear much more suave. The only thing really left was for Jenny herself to arrive…
Speak of the devil, thought Brad, as Jenny gently tapped a finger against his second-floor bedroom window. Brad swung the window open to let his friend in, and caught sight of her outfit when he did. “Wow, Jenny, you look really… elegant in that dress. Come on in.” Jenny covered a smile with her hand and hovered into Brad’s bedroom, landing soundlessly on the carpet in the center of the room. “Well, this place sure looks different.” began Jenny, making small talk. Brad closed the window behind her and turned to face Jenny with a serious expression on his face. “Before we start anything, I just want to ask you one more time Jen, that you’re sure you’re… that we’re ready for this.”
Jenny rolled her eyes, not grasping the severity of the situation. However, if Brad needed to be sure, then she supposed it wouldn’t hurt to humor him. Crossing her arms over her chest, Jenny closed her eyes and soberly stated “Yes, Brad, I’ve thought it over and I’ve decided that I’m ready for you and I to do this sex thing.” Peeking one eye open, Jenny took another look around the room. “So how do we start? I don’t see any special equipment or instruction books…” Brad just cleared his throat, and muttered “uhh, those come later. For today just follow my lead, ok?” Brad pressed “play” on his remote control for his stereo system, filling the room with soft, rhythmic music. “Hey! I like this song.” exclaimed Jenny with enthusiasm. “I think I understand now… sex is a dance, right? That would explain why Brit and Tiff found out about it at dance clubs.”
“What? No.” corrected Brad, stepping in close to Jenny and placing his hands on her shoulders, halting Jenny’s attempt at a dance. “The music is just for atmosphere. To get you into the mood.” Jenny’s eyes wandered to Brad’s hands resting on her, suprized at the increased intimacy. “Mood? Now I’m confused again.” When Jenny’s gaze rose back up to meet Brad’s she found her voice suddenly gone, startled by the look of… desire that she found. “Just trust me for now.” said Brad softly, before pressing his lips against hers, sharing their first kiss.
Jenny froze, then gradually relaxed, leaning against Brad and attempting to return the kiss. Admittedly, she didn’t have a lot of practice with kissing, but she thought she did pretty well. Brad’s arms slid around to encircle Jenny’s shoulders, and she returned the gesture by hugging him around his torso. Jenny’s lips pressed against Brad’s again and again, each kiss lasting longer and growing more passionate then the last. After a few moments, the teens began swaying to the beat of the music as they embraced. Jenny really hadn’t expected this, and yet, it did feel right somehow. Before, Brad had always been her closest friend and companion, and she knew he had saved her life more then once. But she had never thought of him as more then a friend before now. But then again, why not? Because he wasn’t as popular as Don Prima? Because he wasn’t a fellow robot like Silver Shell or Kenny? Jenny knew those reasons weren’t valid… Brit and Tiff were proof that popularity isn’t any way to judge a person’s worth, and if there was something wrong with a robot dating a human then she should’ve given up trying for Don Prima a long time ago. Jenny closed her eyes, surrendering to the situation. Just when she thought she was getting the hang of things, Jenny felt Brad’s tongue push past her lips and slide into her mouth.
“Yeow!” exclaimed Brad, pulling his head back sharply. “What, what’s wrong? Did I make a mistake?” asked Jenny, confused. “No no, I was just suprized. I didn’t expect your mouth to be so hot inside.” replied Brad, closing the gap between them to try again. Jenny opened her mouth to make it easier, and extended her own tongue as Brad french kissed her. As Jenny returned her attention to their kissing, Brad’s hands began feeling around Jenny’s back, searching for a familiar zipper or clasp but only finding complicated clamps and locks. Brad pulled away from their kiss, frustrated. “Ah, Jen, I think I need a little help back here. How does this come off exactly?”
Jenny pulled away from Brad, confused. “What do you want to take my dress off for?”
“Well, it’s kinda necessary Jenny. We both have to be naked to have sex.”
“Naked?!” shouted Jenny, alarmed. “But… but I’ve never let anyone see me naked before. Well, except for mom, but that doesn’t really count. Are you sure?” Brad nodded solemnly. “’Fraid so. Remember, this was your idea, not mine. I’m just teaching you how I learned it at summer camp.” Jenny clasped her arms over her front protectively, her gaze falling to the floor as she thought it over. “Well…” she took a breath, “I guess so. But… you go first, ok? I’m kinda nervous still.”
“Ok. That’s fair, I guess.” Jenny took a seat on the edge of Brad’s bed and watched him undo the belt holding his robe shut. Letting the housecoat fall to the floor left him in one of his typical white shirts, and a pair of loose fitting tan slacks. Without skipping a beat Brad pulled the shirt off over his head, tossing it into a nearby laundry hamper. Brad paused to gage Jenny’s reaction, but she sat fairly expressionlessly on his bed, her hands folded on her lap and her eyes intently watching his every move. Brad hoped he would get a slightly better response from her when the rest was revealed… Cautiously and deliberately Brad unbuckled his pants and them slide off his legs, his underwear following right behind them. Brad felt relief wash over him and a smile grow on his face when Jenny gasped at the sight.
“What the hell is that?!” exclaimed Jenny, pointing at Brad’s groin. Brad’s smile disappeared instantly, and he nearly fainted when Jenny’s forearm sprouted into a complex looking laser aimed directly at his manhood. “Don’t move Brad, I’ll get it!”
Brad quickly covered his genitals with both hands, his blood turning ice-cold. “Jenny, STOP!!! Put your gun away! Everything’s ok, please!” Jenny slowly retracted her weapon and returned to her normal arm shape, but Brad’s hands remained clamped over his nether region as he shivered, his face pale. “I’m sorry Brad, I thought that fuzzy thing between your legs was some kinda parasite attacking you. What is it?” asked Jenny. Brad calmed down slightly, getting his breathing back to normal. “You mean you’ve never seen a guy’s wang before? Not even in a textbook or something?”
“Never.” Jenny claimed “I didn’t even know what a “wang” was. Can I see it again?” Brad shifted nervously “You promise not to attack it?” Jenny nodded in agreement, reassuring him, and Brad lifted his hands away and stepped closer to Jenny, letting her take a closer look. For a minute Jenny just looked it over, extending a single finger to gently poke at it. “You gotta admit, it does look like it has a tentacle. I can hardly be blamed for my mistake. Who would’ve know it was a… wang, right?”
“Wang, Johnson, Peter, Dick, they’re all good names. Most people I know call it a penis or cock though.” Brad stated, watching Jenny carefully to make sure she didn’t attempt to pull it off or anything. Exploring, Jenny cupped Brad’s testicles in her palm, feeling their weight in her hand and jiggling them around a little. While touching and feeling Brad’s male organs, Jenny suddenly realized that his cock was lengthening and starting to stick up towards her. “Did I do that? I hope I didn’t break it…” She looked up for reassurance from Brad, who had a pleased expression. “Oh, you’re doing just fine Jenny.” he answered, “But now it’s your turn. You’ve seen me naked, so now it’s my turn to see you.”
With a sigh Jenny rose to her feet and stood in front of Brad as he took her seat on his bed. “You know, it took me twenty minutes to get this dress on.” Jenny complained, her arms extending to reach behind her and begin undoing the clamps that held the dress onto her. The top three came undone first, and Jenny allowed the top of the dress to fall forward, exposing her bare chest. Brad kept himself from saying anything, but couldn’t help but stare at her stark white skin and light blue nipples. Jenny worked the remaining seals open, trying to ignore her nervousness. Finally, the dress released it’s grip on her frame and slid to the floor, making a metallic clank when it hit. Jenny paused before she went to work on her thong, while Brad gave an appreciative whistle. “You really think I’m attractive Brad?” asked Jenny, her voice timid. Brad nodded, answering “I really do Jenny. I think… that I’m really glad you asked me to teach you.”
Jenny smiled, and went to work removing her thong. A few moments later she slipped it off, standing fully naked before Brad. Jenny waiting Brad’s next instructions, but Brad only continued to stare at her body, now focusing on the spot between her legs where he could see what looked to be a fully developed pussy. Unlike the other girls Brad had been with however, Jenny was completely hairless below her head, which he found quite arousing. “Ok, so… what next?” she asked, getting anxious at being ogled … Not enough points to view full story!