Message-ID: <21626asstr$944201401@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: maria1971@aol.com-nospam (Maria Gonzales) Subject: {ASSM} Orgasmatic 1/? - (M/F) Maria Gonzales X-Original-Message-ID: <19991202220636.23099.00000198@ng-ff1.aol.com> Date: Fri, 3 Dec 1999 01:10:01 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: apuleius, gill-bates Normal stuff, if you aren't old enough to read this - don't. Don't post this anywhere without my permission, especially pay sites. E-mail me (Maria1971@aol.com) with any critiques, complaints, compliments or personal pics ; ) This HAS been proofed. Thanks to John A. and Denny for their help. Any mistakes that remain are my fault, I tend to change things at the last minute ; ) The Orgasmatic By Maria Gonzales Copyright 1999 "What is that thing?" Donetta asked as she looked around the brightly lit basement. "That," answered Shawn, "Is my newest invention. It's going to make me rich." "Shawn, if I had a nickel for every time you said that about one of your inventions I'd be a millionaire." "Ha ha, very funny. This time I mean it. I really have something this time. Something everybody will want." Shawn pulled a blanket off a coffin shaped object in the corner, "tada, this is it. What do you think?" Donetta giggled, "It looks like a cross between an MRI machine from a hospital and a video game from an arcade, or something like that. Or maybe even one of those fancy little rides for kids. You know, put in a quarter and a kid gets to pretend that he's in a helicopter or a fire truck." "Oh, it will give you a nice ride, but it's not for kids and it's going to cost more than a quarter." Shawn answered with a sly smile. "It's a ride?" "Sort of." Donetta grinned and asked, "Don't tell me what it is, let me see if I can figure it out." she paused for a few seconds and continued, "I know, somebody lays inside, the top closes and the thing moves around while the video screen in front moves around making the person feel like they are driving a car or something like that. Am I right? Like a ride at a one of the movie studio theme parks" "No. You lay inside, you got that part right, and there is a monitor inside, but it's not a simulator." "Not a simulator, huh? I got it, it's a coffin for Bill Gates, so he doesn't get bored in the afterlife." Shawn nodded his head and frowned, "Nope, and you aren't even close to being funny. Try again." "Okay, you got me. I have no idea what it does." "Want to try it?" "I don't think so Shawn. Tell me what it is." "I call it my Orgasmatic." Donetta laughed out loud, "Orgasmatic? What's it supposed to be, a huge vibrator or something?" "Sort of. Why don't you get in?" "I don't think so." Donetta answered with a nod of her head, "Tell me if I'm wrong, but I'm guessing that you've never tried it out on a living person. Have you?" "Well, not this one, the other one over there is for men, and I know that it works." Shawn said with a sheepish smile. "Here, let me flip it on, so it can warm up." Shawn pushed a button on the machine, and the lid closed slowly and the machine started to hum. "What's it doing?" "It's warming up. Once the inside reaches a temperature of eighty five degrees it will start to beep softly. Then you can strip off your clothes and hop in," Shawn suggested with a hint of excitement in his voice. "Wait a minute. First of all, I never said I was going to get in. And second of all, I am not going to take off my clothes." "But you have to take off your clothes. Try it out. I'm pretty sure I have all of the bugs taken care of." "No way, Shawn." Donetta replied emphatically. "You're my best friend and I really love you, but I'm not getting in that... that... that thing. "It's not a thing, it's the Orgasmatic. Listen. I'll give you ten percent of the profits if you do. I really need somebody to test it out first, so I can calibrate it with a real person. Please, Donetta. When have I ever asked you to anything dangerous?" "Never - but this is different." "No it isn't. Look, I've known you my entire life. You're almost like my sister. How many favors have I done for you?" Shawn didn't wait for an answer. "Lots, and you've helped me out even more. If you do this for me, I'll never ask you for anything ever again. I promise. Please Donetta." "Shawn." Donetta sighed. "Please. Trust me. In fact, after the first time that you do it for me, if you don't want to ever get in the Orgasmatic again, you don't have to." "Tell me exactly what it does first." "Okay. You get inside, and I'll put a headband around your head. With that, the machine will be able to monitor your pulse, body temperature and other stuff. Then, you'll push this button and the top will slide shut. The temperature inside will adjust to your comfort level, and will keep adjusting the entire time you are in there. At the same time, you'll hear music softly begin to play; it will seem as if the music is surrounding your entire being. The lights will slowly change colors; the Orgasmatic actually will be able to sense your mood and it uses the lights to relax you." "It does all of this automatically?" "It will. Right now I took my best guesses as to what women like, but it really needs to be fine tuned, that's what I hope you will help me out with." "Okay, I'm inside the machine and totally relaxed. Then what happens." "Then machine will gently begin to rock, and at the same time, sensors in the bed will be able to tell what parts of your body are still tense, and with subtle vibrations and a tiny amount of current, it will softly massage you. Then comes the good part." "The good part?" "Yes, the good part. Little probes will silently come out, and gently run up and down your entire body. The machine will be able to sense what manipulations you like, and which ones you don't, all of which will culminate in the strongest, most intense orgasm you have ever felt. And the neat part is that the machine will remember what you liked and will become more efficient every time you use it." Donetta laughed loudly, "I finally figured out what it looks like, it looks like a fancy tanning bed. Are you sure that you're not making all of this up just to see me without my clothes on?" "Donetta." "Are you sure that it's safe? I mean, you mentioned current and stuff. How do I know that nothing's going to happen to me? I mean, I remember when we were in high school, and you had that science project..." "That," Shawn said with conviction, "was a long time ago, and I've learned a lot since then. Just because I accidentally fried one frog doesn't mean I would do it to you. Anyway, I've already checked everything out, and if there was any chance of something happening to you, I wouldn't ask you to do it. I'll be monitoring everything from out here, and the same button that you use to close the top and start the Orgasmatic is the same button that you use to turn it off. Just push it three times and the machine will shut down instantly. What do you say? Are you going to help me out?" "I don't believe that it will give me the 'ultimate orgasm,' but for you Shawn," Donetta breathed deeply, "I'll do it. I have to take off all my clothes?" "Yes." "Okay, but turn around until I get into the machine." Shawn turned around, but could still see her reflected in the mirror. He closed his eyes and waited for her to tell him she was ready. Donetta glanced at him, and realized that he could see her undressing in the mirror. With a soft smile, she realized that Shawn had closed his eyes. He would probably be more embarrassed watching her undress than she would be being watched. Shawn really was her best friend, and she knew that he had a huge crush on her, in fact, after the last couple of losers she had dated, she was beginning to realize that Shawn was probably the nicest guy she knew. She slid off her underwear, tossed them on the pile of clothes on the desk and slid into the machine. "Shawn." she called softly, "I'm ready. You can put the headband thingy on me now." Shawn turned, and approached the machine. He tried not to look at the attractive brunette lying naked in front of him, but his eyes kept wandering to her body. He glanced quickly at her naked breasts, the dark areolas in stark contrast to the lighter skin. Shyly, he removed his eyes from her breasts, and looked her in the eyes, only to find Donetta softly smiling at him. "Shawn. If you want to look at me, you can. You don't have to pretend like you're not looking at me. If I wasn't comfortable being naked in front of you, I wouldn't have done it." Shawn blushed and tried to place the headband on her head without actually touching her skin. He somehow managed to do it, sliding the band down and adjusting it snugly. "The headband is a little uncomfortable. Is there any other way to monitor my pulse rate and stuff?" "Truthfully, the pulse rate and stuff I can monitor with something on your arm or legs, but the neat thing about the headband is that it can read tiny electrical impulses in your brain and actually read your mind. I'm working on making the headband more comfortable. Hopefully by the time I get the Orgasmatic ready to show people, I'll have that done. Are you ready?" "Yes. I'm ready as I've ever been. And Shawn." "Yes?" "If this thing really works, you have to change the name. Orgasmatic sounds like something sold on late night infomericals." Shawn smiled and laughed, "What's wrong with that? If we sell it with an infomercial, you can host the show and demonstrate the machine. Do you have a better name in mind?" "I tell you what. Let me see what it's like, then I'll help you come up with a different name. I *am* in marketing." With a big grin, Shawn answered, "Yeah, telemarketing." "C'mon, that's not fair. The job market is tough right now. Let's see what this thing does," Donetta said as she pushed the button above her head. The top slid closed, and a pale blue light flashed on. She could hear a piano softly in the background, and a light scent of vanilla filled the air. Even though she was lying down, she had a sensation of floating, like she was weightless. Donetta could feel the muscles in her legs softly relax, and soon her entire body was at rest. She found it harder and harder to concentrate on her thoughts, instead feeling lost as the machine filled her senses. Without noticing it, she realized that the music had subtly changed, with strings joining the piano. A soft breeze ran over her body, slightly cooler than the air inside the machine, raising goose bumps all along her flesh and hardening her nipples. As Shawn watched the gauges in front of him, he could see that Donetta was totally relaxed already, and he waited for the machine to start the next stage. Everything was working perfectly. Of course, he wasn't surprised by this, he had used the other Orgasmatic on himself, and knew that the relaxation mode was perfect. But the teasing mode was programmed with his best guesses as to what a woman would enjoy. He didn't have any idea if the programming would heighten Donetta's erotic senses. Inside the machine, Donetta was now nearly asleep, her entire body was limp, and she doubted if she could actually move her hand to turn off the machine if she wanted to. She became aware of the bed as it softly massaged the back of her body; however she failed to notice the breeze start to concentrate between her legs. Even if the machine failed to give the ultimate orgasm, Shawn would be able to make millions selling it as a sensory relaxation machine. >From the outside, Shawn could hear the gears and levers start to grind, as the mechanical arms he designed started to move. If he had programmed everything right, the probes would softly massage her flesh, further relaxing her without her even noticing what was happening. Inside the Orgasmatic, Donetta was nearly in a trance, with the combination of the warmth from the machine, the tiny electrical impulses and the mechanical action of the handlike probe. After a few moments, she realized that something was slowly caressing her legs, the mechanical hand had moved to her inner thigh, where it slowly moved closer to its ultimate destination. Still relaxed, but now more conscious of her body, Donetta felt the mechanical hands on her thighs move within inches of her vagina. She also felt two of the hands now softly caressing her breasts, gently pinching her nipples. With a soft sigh, she pushed herself against the hands that had reached her moist slit. Donetta gasped audibly as one of the fingers on the mechanical hand gently parted her pussy lips and penetrated her. The other hand that had moved up her thigh had somehow found its way to her clitoris, and was very softly rubbing it. She thought about pressing the button and stopping the machine, but she was now enjoying what was happening and decided to continue. She could feel the sexual energy begin to build inside her, and knew that even if this was all the machine could do, she was going to orgasm. Maybe it wouldn't be the ultimate orgasm, but comparing this machine to her vibrator would be like comparing a Wal Mart with Neiman Marcus. They both did the same thing, but how it was done was the difference. Shawn looked at the gauges, and noted that Donetta had quietly slipped into the first phase. Everything that he had designed for the machine to do up to this point had worked flawlessly. He leaned back into his chair as he realized that the Orgasmatic for women was a success. The rest of the cycle was easy, only a mechanical problem could cause any problems now. His design had passed the test of acceptance of a woman. Not just any woman, he boasted to himself, but his best friend and fantasy woman, Donetta. He tried to imagine what she was feeling, and realized now that it was too late that he should have rigged up some kind of camera. Donetta arched her back, as the finger that had penetrated her grew larger. It was now about three inches long and the width of a tapered candle. The finger, or whatever it was, slowly fucked her, moving methodically in and out of her moistened pussy. She was vaguely aware that the music had changed, the piano and strings now replaced by acoustic guitars, accompanied by a bass line that was growing louder as her desire grew. Another finger had reached Donetta's neck, and instead of growing, this finger seemed to open and be kissing her neck, occasionally sucking on it. The probe that had been rubbing her clitoris had also opened somehow, and it was busy sucking gently on her little button. She also realized that her nipples felt as if they were being sucked, too. She didn't know how Shawn had managed to make a machine feel so real, but she could have sworn that there were mouths sucking and kissing her neck, breasts and clitoris. If Shawn could program the machine to do all of this, maybe he would be pretty good in bed, she thought. He sure has the imagination. With a loud moan, Donetta pushed against the probe that was fucking her. It had grown larger, and it was pounding into her faster and faster. Donetta moved her hips in rhythm with the machine, and she could feel an orgasm build within her. Shawn smiled as he noticed that Donetta was nearing climax. If the machine did what it was programmed to, and if his calculations were correct, the Orgasmatic would bring her to the edge of orgasm, not letting her come until she felt like she was on fire. Donetta's moans were growing louder. As her orgasm neared, she flung her hips wildly against the probe inside her, but instead of fucking her harder as every man had ever done with her, the probe stopped moving, shrinking to about half of its size. She tried to pump her hips against it, but the probe simply moved with her. Wild with desire, Donetta felt the mouths move faster; her nipples felt as if they were on fire as they were sucked on gently while the bottoms of her breasts were caressed by the machine. The mouth on her clitoris was pulling on it and sucking intensely. As her clitoris was being sucked, she felt something smaller from inside the mouth tickle her clitoris. Every time Donetta felt herself start to orgasm, the machine would back off and leave her on the edge. Frustrated, Donetta tried thrusting her hips against the machine, trying to make it fuck her harder. Finally, the machine responded and the probe grew larger, until Donetta felt completely filled, but still wanting more. Shawn looked at what he jokingly called the depth gauge, and shook his head in amazement. He had made the maximum size of the vaginal probe twelve inches long and about the width of a medium sized cucumber, and it was now at that size, but according to the information in front of him, Donetta's body wanted more. The thrusting speed was nearing max -- it looked like at least he had made that fast enough -- and Donetta's signs indicated that she was nearing total climax. Lost in ecstasy, Donetta's conscious mind had long lost control of her body - it was now along just for the ride. With a loud scream, she orgasmed more powerfully than she even imagined was possible. The probe inside of her continued to pound into her, and her orgasm continued to grow stronger. Waves of sexual electricity raced throughout her, as her every erogenous zone was being stimulated. One orgasm turned into two orgasms, which turned into a third and a fourth which she screamed and moaned loudly throughout. The orgasms were coming in waves one after the other, with no end in sight. With a final moan, Donetta's mind drifted into unconsciousness, her body gently twitching as the orgasms that filled her body subsided. The Orgasmatic sensed this, and the probes slowly withdrew from her. The music, which in the final stages was a fast repetitive bass line, quickly changed into a soft Spanish guitar playing in the distance. The lights which had been changing rapidly, switched to a calming blue light. Shawn pressed the only button on the outside of the machine, and the top slowly slid open. His eyes gazed on Donetta's nude body in front of him, as it still involuntarily twitched from the intense orgasm it had experienced. His eyes took in her hardened nipples and the soft skin of her stomach. He noticed that the hair between her legs was carefully trimmed. He gazed at her beautiful face, her pouty lips barely open, as she softly breathed. Not wanting to take the chance of her awakening and finding him staring at her naked form, he pressed the button and watched the top slide closed. In a few minutes, Donetta awoke. A solitary guitar played in the distance and the sweet smell of cinnamon was in the air. Her body was illuminated by a pale blue light, and she looked down on it as best she could, lifting her head slightly. She felt as if she had just run a marathon, muscles that she didn't even knew she had sent messages to her head that they were overused. She closed her eyes and relaxed. Taking a deep breath she reached her hands toward a large glowing button above her head, and pressed it rapidly three times. The lid slid open, and she was momentarily disoriented as the bright light of Shawn's lab filled her eyes. "So. What'd you think?" she heard Shawn ask. "Wow," was all she could answer. "I take it you liked it then." Shawn said with a smile as he handed her a robe. "Liked it? That was amazing. Can you make me one for my apartment?" "The second one will be yours. I have one half finished already. Do you think I'm going to be rich?" "We..." Donetta answered, "will be very rich. This machine will not only be the solution for the thousands of unsatisfied women out there, it's also the answer for the world's population explosion." Donetta said with a smile, "Once a woman experiences this, she'll realize that no man can make her feel like this thing does." "I don't have everything completely calibrated yet, I take it you'll continue to help me out?" "If you don't let me help, I'll kill you." Donetta said with a smile. "And I'm sure I'll be able to convince a few of my friends to help out too. Once word of this gets out, you'll have women over here day and night. You'll have to fight them off with a stick." "Donetta?" Shawn asked. He wanted to tell her how beautiful she was, how attracted he was to her, but couldn't find the words. "Yes?" "Never mind." Shawn paused for a second. "I... I'm starved. Wanna grab something to eat?" Donetta smiled at him, realizing how good of a friend Shawn was, not only that, for the first time she noticed how cute he really was. Put that together with his shyness, and he was pretty close to her perfect mate. She wondered why she had never realized that before. "Shawn, I would love to go to dinner with you." Shawn grinned brightly, and was surprised as Donetta stepped toward him, pursed her lips and kissed him on the lips. "I have the perfect name for it. The CliMaxer." Shawn felt his cheeks grow bright red, surprised by Donetta's kiss. Then he smiled at her, "CliMaxer, that's even worse than the Orgasmatic." ****END**** Just a note. This is the first story involving Shawn, Donetta and the Orgasmatic/CliMaxer. Instead of writing their story in one large file, I decided to write it in multiple shorter stories. I have an idea where I am going with them, but I ain't telling you. It's a surprise. .. actually, I'm not telling you 'cause then I can't change my mind. Write me with your comments, positive or negative. Maria1971@aol.com. I read (and appreciate) all of email and eventually write back. ; ) Or you can just send me a picture. I love exhibitionist pics ; ) More Maria G. stories at: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/MariaGonzales/www/ -- If you enjoyed this work, take a moment to email the author. Your comments are their only payment. 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