Simon's Satisfaction System

Ch 5. System Failure Imminent

The promise of the system's funds and a potential escape from his financial struggles weighed heavily on him. However, he couldn't ignore the nagging feeling inside him. 

He contemplated the idea of giving up his virginity solely to satisfy an enigmatic force. The thought of succumbing to such pressures did not align with the path he had envisioned for himself. He desired his first experience to be meaningful, where genuine connection and shared passion would drive every moment.

The laughter of his college peers echoed in his mind — the same people who had bullied and ridiculed him for his modest lifestyle. Their disdainful remarks about his appearance and financial struggles had always haunted him. Would losing his virginity, under such circumstances, to get the system online to help him really be worth it?

He hesitantly walked through the entrance. As he crossed the threshold, his eyes were immediately drawn to a stunning busty blonde. She wore a tight, black leather dress, and a pair of diamond earrings as fake as her smile.

She leaned over the bar and her tits almost spilled out of her dress. 

“What can I do for you, honey?” she asked, licking her red lips.

“Uhmmm… I don’t really know,” Simon replied, feeling awkward. “I was just wandering around and… uhmmm… I just wanted to check out your place. The neon sign looks cool.”

A smirk curved her lips knowingly, but her eyes betrayed her amusement. “Virgin, right?”

Simon nodded, his gaze darting towards the door as he contemplated how to make a swift and graceful exit, if possible. 

The blonde laughed. “Don’t worry. I have a friend who will be happy to help you. She can take care of you and teach you a few things.”

Simon followed her, his feet dragging and his mind in a daze. 

The blonde led him to a door and knocked. "Hey, I've got someone for you. A fresh one!"

A silky yet confident voice responded from inside. "About time! Send him in."

Simon's mind raced, and a sinking feeling settled in his gut. He knew he had made a mistake, but it was too late to turn back now.

Seeing his hesitation, the blonde whispered in his ear,  "Oh, relax! She's a pro. You'll thank me later." 

Then she opened the door and ushered him inside. Without closing the door, she leaned with her shoulder against the doorjamb and winked, her hands crossed over her chest. 

Simon's heart pounded in his chest as he found himself in a room that resembled a classroom but with an atmosphere far more uncomfortable and surreal. 

At the front of the room sat a raven-haired woman. Her long hair cascaded down her waist, and her outfit seemed more fitting for a nightclub than a classroom — a parody of a teacher’s suit. Her short skirt and revealing blouse left little to the imagination, and Simon felt his cheeks flush.

The busty brunette gestured for him to sit down, and he reluctantly took a seat, feeling like a fish out of water.

She leaned forward, her ample cleavage almost spilling out of her blouse, and fixed her smokey gaze on him beneath her glasses. 

"Welcome to Sex Ed 101," she purred, her voice like velvet.

Simon squirmed in his chair, feeling increasingly uncomfortable under her gaze. 

"I'm not sure why I'm here. I didn't sign up for this," he stammered.

The woman chuckled, her laughter sending shivers down his spine. 

"Oh, but you did… Err… What’s your name?”

“Simon…”

“Simon, you may not have known it, but your desires brought you here," she said cryptically.

"I don't understand…" 

"You desire knowledge, experience, and understanding, don't you?" she asked, her voice low and sultry.

Simon nodded hesitantly, unsure where this was leading.

"Well then, consider me your guide," she declared, leaning back in her chair with a wicked grin. "I'll teach you all you need to know about the art of pleasure."

Simon's cheeks burned, but he couldn't tear his eyes away when she spread her legs giving him a clear view of her inner thighs and the pink triangle formed by her underwear. 

Summoning his courage, he stood up abruptly, surprising both the woman and the busty blonde who lingered in the doorway.

"I'm sorry, but this isn't what I want," Simon declared firmly, his voice trembling. "I want it to be special, with someone I genuinely care about."

With newfound determination, he turned to leave the staged classroom. As his left foot crossed the threshold, he stopped next to the blonde who was still there for the show as he heard the synthetic voice again. 

[10 minutes remaining until system failure]

Simon froze in place. Could he really pass up this opportunity? He had been longing for a taste of something more in his life, a way to prove his worth.

He swiveled on his heels and peered back at the fake teacher. 

Her smile widened, and her eyes sparkled as she leaned in. “Did you have a change of heart?”

“Maybe…”

“I could pamper my student with these,” she said, her voice trailing off as she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled her huge tits over her bra. 

Mesmerized by the two hard nipples pointing toward him, Simon could barely breathe. He closed the door behind him, leaving the blonde outside. 

“Or would you prefer to play with this?” 

Her hand moved to her pink panties. Before she could remove them, Simon was already in front of her, his hand on her wrist, stopping her from pulling her underwear down.

“This will do,” he decreed, taking her hand and placing it over the bulge in his pants.

[5 minutes remaining until system failure]