Now You Are Fucking With Portals

“Here’s how this is going to work,” Gracy told him, her breath tickling his neck.

Nicolas nodded, trying not to let his nervousness show, and trying really hard not to let the feeling of Gracy’s voluminous chest pressed against his back, or her hands sneaking up under his shirt, distract him too much. He was a skinny young man, not even twenty yet and awkward in general, with lightly freckled pale skin, sandy hair and eerie green eyes.

Gracy on the other hand, was voluptuous in her mid-thirties with a deep tan and wavy black hair. She also happened to be quite the seductress, and had a taste for younger men. Technically speaking, Nicolas worked for her, and he knew that technically speaking, what she was doing was sexual harassment, but sexually neglected as he was, Nicolas wasn’t complaining.

It had all started about a month ago when she’d let him catch her half-naked in her office, ostensibly while she was changing out of the Aperture Science test-course protective suit and back into her normal work clothes. The sight of her in her skimpy red underwear had given Nicolas a boner right on the spot. Gracy had thrown him out and he’d spent the next twenty-four hours in a panic that he was going to to be fired. Of course it had all been Gracy just messing with his head. The next day she’d cornered him alone in a supply room, shoved him down on a Companion Cube, ripped his pants off, and fucked him silly. They’d only had sex a handful more times since then, but Gracy liked to tease and grope him on a daily basis.

Gracy picked up the first item on the table before them, one hand still sneaking across Nicolas’ concave belly. “This pair of underwear is made out of a special material, one that will hold a portal on its surface even when it moves,” she purred.

The part of Nicolas’ mind that wasn’t beffuddled by Gracy’s sexiness noted that with fascination. “I thought that was only theoretical.”

Gracy chuckled softly. “Oh it’s quite functional. See, the orange portal is placed inside,” she said, “and the blue opens here.”

She pointed to a leather-covered half-cylinder that was roughly the size of a man’s stomach, pelvis, and hips. Gracy reached around it and did something Nicolas couldn’t see, opening the portals she had just described. To demonstrate, she stuck her hand through the inside of the underwear, and it emerged vertically from the seat. She waved.

Releasing him, Gracy stepped back and ordered, “Strip. Get your clothes off. Now.”

“Yes Ma’am,” Nicolas acknowledged, tossing his shirt to the floor then pulling down and stepping out of his pants. Exposed to the air and to Gracy’s gaze, his semi-hard cock quickly swelled to attention.

She handed him the Portal Panties. “Put these on.”

Nicolas complied, pulling on the strangely thick garment, guiding his erect cock through the portal as he pulled it into place. He saw his manhood appear out of the blue portal on the seat, sticking up like an extremely life-like dildo.