When Worlds Collide: Hentaiface Edition - Part 1 of 3

 

It's been a long day for our beloved nymphos. Gina, the town's most popular cougar, bombed a job interview for Landgraab Industries after trying – and failing – to "persuade" the interviewer to give her the position she wanted.

 

Gina: What do you mean you don't want me to blow you?! Are you gay or something?

Mr. Huan: Oh for fuc– For the last time, I am married! I have children!

Gina: So?

Mr. Huan: So, I'm not going to betray them just to make some slut with no education or marketable skills happy!

Gina: Bullshit, you're definitely gay.

Mr. Huan: GET OUT OF MY OFFICE!!!

 

It's her own fault, really. She should've known that Landgraab Industries takes workplace professionalism extremely seriously.

 

Charlotte, meanwhile, has run into a creative rut. Her usual songs – powerful pieces of music capturing the fiery passion of sex and carnal indulgence – have become flaccid and sterile. Her problem is so severe, in fact, that her bosses at the record label she's signed to are threatening to terminate her contract if she doesn't get her act together and boost her sales.

 

Charlotte: You can't be serious. You're gonna drop me after all this time?! Do you know how many hits I have under my belt?

Lawrence: Do you know how many other girls would kill to be in your position? Don't think you're hot shit just because you got a bunch of horny losers jerkin' off to your songs.

Charlotte: Fuck you! They listen to my songs cause they're actually good. Not like those shitty hipster-ass trance joints you and your little protege shat out last year. How many copies of those sold again? Like twenty thousand?

 

Lawrence: Listen, Sugar Tits, if you don't–

Wayne: Enough! Char, you've been costin' us more money than ever, and your numbers ain't makin' up for that. Go home, get some inspiration, and write some shit that people can actually vibe to. If you can't do that, then we'll find someone who can.

Charlotte: But...

Wayne: Shut it. Now get outta here. And don't make us have to meet like this again.

Charlotte: (Shit!)

 

Her typical tactic of hitting the club and finding flings for a quick lay ain't working. They fuck hard, scream loud, then cum fast, but they just can't shake away her ennui.

 

Just then, as she's napping in her studio apartment, she feels rhythmic vibrations pulsing against her leg.

 

She jolts awake and investigates the sudden sensation only to see a new message from her BFF from across the city:

"Girl, come over quick! I got beefcake ? from the grocery store with a side of latin fire ? from around the corner ?"

Charlotte shot back with an excited affirmation accompanied by a wink and a smile. A quick wardrobe change and a gargle of mouthwash later, she strutted out her front door, ecstatic nerves tucked under rehearsed confidence. If anyone knew how to lift her out of the dim and grey, it was Gina.

Seconds after knocking, she's greeted by a soft-eyed Celtic warrior type with the physique of an Ancient Greek champion. In a low, calm tone he invites her in, complimenting her shoes as she enters. Charlotte replies with a smirk and a soft scoff as her gaze lingers up and down the mystery man's face and figure. He doesn't mind, he's doing the same thing to her.

Their playful flirting and gentle teasing is enough to make them ignore the brutal summer heat. Charlotte couldn't remember the last time she'd hit it off with someone so easily and so well. Every smile they share is like a cool breeze caressing their skin.

 

Down the hall, a familiar face pops in grinning.

 

Gina: Char! I see you've met Cedric.

Charlotte: "Cedric" huh? That's a cool name.

Cedric: Thanks. It means "gift of plenty" or "bountiful" depending on the origin.

Charlotte: Hmm, I like the sounds of that...

Gina: Ahem, speaking of bounties, let me introduce you to my other guest. He's been dying to meet you.

Charlotte: Oh? Hm, alright. See ya, Cedric.

Cedric: I'll be waiting. (Goddammit, she's hot!)

 

Gina leads her into the living room, where she sees a slick dude with a shit-eating grin watching a muted beach volleyball game on the flatscreen. He turns to meet her eyes and shoots her a wink.

 

???: Hey there, beautiful.

Charlotte rolls her eyes. The man before her didn't exactly fit her idea of "Latin fire." Or charming.

Charlotte: And you are?

Gina: This is–

???: I, my dear, am Federico de la Rosa III! Adventurer, daredevil, scholar, gentleman... lover.

Charlotte: You work a shitty nine to five in an office building, don't you?

Federico: I'll have you know that I am the most passionate accountant in my district.

Charlotte: Sure you are. *Whispering* Gina, you better have some vodka in this house, or I'm leaving.

Gina: *Whispering* Oh relax! I know he's an ass, but trust me, this guy's good.

Charlotte: *Whispering* Gina.

Gina: *Whispering* There's vodka in the pantry. Just sit tight, okay?

Cedric: What's with all the whispering?

Federico: Bah, they're probably gossiping or something. You know how females are.

 

Charlotte glares at the man, then directs her scorn towards Gina.

Gina: I have absinthe, too.

Charlotte: Better be fuckin' strong.

 

Once the booze start flowing, Charlotte and everyone else begins to loosen up.

 

Charlotte talks about her recent industry woes, Gina mentions the awkwardness from her recent interview, Cedric speaks of his time in the navy and his job as a carpenter, and Federico drones on and on about, well, nothing in particular.

Once enough time passes and the alcohol does its thing, Gina announces that the time for the real party has arrived. Charlotte sets her eyes on the strong redhead from across the room, but her seasoned friend nabs him before Charlotte can even get to her feet. Seizing the opportunity before him, Federico sits down next to the inebriated singer and throws every pickup line and compliment in the book. Normally, she'd tell someone like this to piss off, but right now she's too drunk to give a shit. She'll just have to tune his words out and let his cock do the talking.

Before long, clothes start flying, and lips start locking.

 

Federico: Ahh, these must be the biggest breasts I've ever laid my hands on. So firm and supple too.

Charlotte can tell a boob guy within seconds of meeting one. Having a rack like hers, it makes it impossible to not notice all the subtle and not-so-subtle looks men – and even some women – give her. She didn't care. This was just gonna be another lay.

A few swift hand movements later, and her top is on the floor with the rest of their clothes.

 

On the other couch, Gina's getting more than comfortable with her new friend.

 

She's always had a soft spot for romantic types, and she could tell from the way Cedric was nibbling on her neck as they rubbed each other that he was as willing to give pleasure as he was to receive it. He is obviously no stranger to fingering. He reads her body like a manual, checking each little spot to see what sort of reaction he could draw out of it before finding the perfect rhythm and pattern.

Gina can't let him get the upper hand though. She was the host, after all, and a good host always ensure that their guests have a fun night. A man who spends all his time in charge, making sure everything goes as planned, whether it be aboard an aircraft carrier or a construction site, that's a man who needs extra attention; a man who deserves to lay back and relax.

 

Gina: Lick me, finger me, do whatever you want, just don't work yourself too hard, dear.

Cedric: Mmm, yes ma'am. Ah!

 

Gina: Mmm, I've been wanting to taste this cock as soon you came in.

Cedric: Oh, I might cum in again if you keep doing that.

Gina: Hehe, you're cute.

 

Seeing Gina and Cedric getting so close made Federico jealous. He pushes Charlotte off his lap and shoves her head into his crotch. She squirms at first, but she lacks the will and strength to leave. As she wraps her lips around his cock, he thrusts himself up into her throat, making her gag before she can manage to relax her throat. Soon, her lust takes control. As much as Charlotte hated to admit it, this kind of sexual roughness drove her mad with desire. She grips his leg and sucks him with more intensity than he could've ever imagined.

 

Federico: Ah! Fuck! I'm cumming!

Charlotte dives down to the base of his cock, her tongue stroking and licking every part it comes into contact with. Federico howls as he climaxes, his dick throbbing with every ejaculation. Charlotte made sure that not a single drop escaped from her mouth, and she swallowed. 

Federico: Órale! That was the best blowjob I've ever gotten!

Charlotte: Don't think – hic! – that we're done – hic! – done here, you fuck.

Federico: Ha! I'm just getting started! Bring that ass over here.

 

Charlotte: Ah, shit! Fuck, that's good!

Gina: Haha! I told you, didn't I?

 

Gina: Mf! He's kind of a–ahn! annoying, but... but Federico is – ah fuck – amazing in the sack.

Cedric: Ahem!

Gina: Oh, don't be jealous, dear. Can't you feel how wet my pussy is? Ahn, that's all because of you.

Cedric: Ah, whatever. This feels too damn good for me to care.

 

Charlotte: Hahn! Ah fuck!

Federico: Ah, I-I'm gonna cum again!

Charlotte: Inside...

Federico: W-what?

Charlotte: Cum inside me! Please!

Federico: The fuck?! Are you serious?!

Charlotte: It's fine, I'm on the pill! It's just... I... I love creampies. I want to feel you pump your hot fucking cum inside my pussy!

Federico: Holy shit, you don't have to tell me twice!

Charlotte: Come on, baby! Gimme all you got!

Federico: Ah, fuck! Here it comes!

 

Charlotte: Ahn! Ah! Oh yeah! It's so fucking hot!

Federico: Oh yeah, fucking take it all, you bitch! Ah, shit!

 

Gina: Hehe, looks like those two are – ahn – having fun. How're you – ooh! – doing, dear?

Cedric: Ugh! You feel incredible!

 

Gina: Ah! Haha! It is isn't it! Ahn, yeah! Just like that, baby!

Cedric: G-Gina... I'm getting close.

Gina: Wait!

 

Gina slows down to an agonizing grind. Cedric twitches in frustration, wondering why she stopped.

 

Cedric: H-hey! Why'd you–

Gina: Shh! *Whispering* Listen, I think Charlotte really likes you.

Cedric: *Whispering* Y-yeah? You think so?

Gina: *Whispering* I'm positive! So instead of cumming inside me, why don't you save that load for Charlotte? She'll really like that.

Cedric: *Whispering* Uh, I dunno, Gina... I think you're exaggerating here.

Gina: *Whispering* Trust me. I've known her for years. I've been beside her, on top of her – hell, I've even been inside her – and nothing makes her happier than a creampie. You'll get on her good side if you do that.

Cedric: *Whispering* Uh... well...

Gina: *Whispering* Come on, dear. I saw you two making kissy faces at each other outside. I could see it on your face, and even more on Charlotte's, that you two like each other. Now, how 'bout it, big guy?

Cedric: *Whispering* Yeah. Okay, I'll do it.

Gina: Atta boy! Hey, Federico!

 

Charlotte: Hahn! Ahn! Oh fuck!

Federico: Unf, w-what?!

Gina: How 'bout you and Cedric switch places? I don't want Charlotte to keep you all to herself.

Federico: Ah, so you miss me, huh? Ha, alright!

 

Federico pulls out of Charlotte and dumps her onto the rug. With a grin growing on his lips, he pushes Gina onto her back and thrusts inside her.

 

Federico: Aw, yeah. Tell me how much you love this cock.

Gina: Haa, your cock is fucking amazing.

 

Meanwhile...

Charlotte: Ow! Fuckin' asshole!

Cedric: You okay?

Charlotte: Eh, my ass is a lil' sore, but I'm fine I guess.

Cedric: From the fall or...?

Charlotte: From the fall, genius. I don't do anal with guys I've just met.

Cedric: Ah, yeah! Of course. How silly of me to think otherwise, haha.

Charlotte raises an eyebrow to Cedric's last statement, but her expression softens up as Cedric sits down next to her. Seeing him makes her forget all about Federico. His awkward humility is a breath of fresh air when compared to Federico's unfiltered arrogance.

 

Charlotte: So... what're you waiting for?

Cedric: Oh, sorry. It's been so long since I've been with a woman. I don't exactly remember how to initiate this type of thing.

Charlotte: So I'm guessing Gina broke you outta your shell, then?

Cedric: Yup.

Charlotte: Pfft, figures. Tell ya what, how 'bout we start simple, then move however far feels natural?

Cedric: Uh, yeah, sure. Then, how about we start with–

 

Charlotte: I'm sorry, did I interrupt you?

Cedric: Nope.

Charlotte: Good.

It's been a long time since she's kissed anyone like that. Playful, mildly cautious, but curious. They explore each other's mouths with their tongues before pulling away. Slow, heavy breaths fill the blissful silence between them.

 

No words are needed. They both know what the other wants, and they are both happy to oblige.

 

 

 

There is no warning, no gesture; not that Charlotte would've wanted one. It's an incredibly rare and special occurrence when two people climax at the same time. When Cedric and Charlotte did, it was as if the rest of the world didn't exist. They wrapped their arms around each other in a tight embrace before, during, and after it was done, they stayed together for a very long time. Just staring into each other's eyes, basking in euphoria, still connected by their flesh.

 

 

They are only able to snap out of it when Gina interrupts them.

 

Gina: You two lovebirds have fun?

Charlotte: Mhmm.

Cedric: Most definitely.

Gina: Haha. Federico went home. He said if he's out too late that his wife'll get suspicious.

Charlotte: Oh... wait, he was fucking married? Did you know?

Gina: No, he wasn't wearing a ring. Why?

 

Charlotte: Fuck you mean "why?" I can't fuck a married man!

Cedric: Yeah, that's pretty fucked up. His wife is probably worried sick if he does this on a regular basis.

Charlotte: Plus, if she does find out, she might hunt me down and murder me!

Gina: Alright, alright, chill out, I'm not here to get a lecture on morality, I'm just here to see if Cedric wants to sleep over or go home.

Cedric: Eh... I should probably go. I've got work in the morning, and I'm supposed to meet with the architect for the project I'm a part of.

Charlotte: You're not hiding a wife from me too, right?

Cedric: Of course not! I'm very much single, and I've never been married before.

Charlotte: Good! Good...

Gina: Well, in that case, do you want me to give you a handy before you go?

Cedric: Uh, as tempting as that sounds, I think I'll pass. I would like a quick shower before I go, though. I'm sweating like a priest at a playground.

Gina: Wow. Dark.

Charlotte: Mind if I hop in with you? We could save time and water, I could wash your back, you could wash mine, and we could... do other stuff.

Cedric: I'm up for doing some "other stuff" in the shower.

Charlotte: Sweet! Follow this ass, baby.

 

Cedric: Don't mind if I do.

Gina: Have fun you crazy kids. (Great, now I'm sleeping alone. Thanks a lot, Federico, you spineless douche.)

 

Shower sex is something that can be a bit uncomfortable and even dangerous if you don't know what you're doing, but satisfying as all hell if you do.

 

 

As Charlotte sees Cedric out, the man stops short of leaving and turns towards her with a nervous look on his face. Worried, Charlotte asks him if anything's wrong.

Cedric: No, everything's fine, it's just... look I know you're probably busy with doing shows and recording songs and all that but...

 

Charlotte: But...?

Cedric: There's this bar that I like to go to on the weekends. It's got good drinks, games, a jukebox...

Charlotte: Mhmm...

Cedric: So... do you want to go out and get a drink with me this Saturday?

Charlotte: (Finally.) That sounds fun, but I try to stay away from bars these days. I tend to get into trouble when I drink. As you, uh, probably saw earlier.

Cedric: Oh no, that's fine! Uh, so?

Charlotte: There's a cafe that just opened up near my place. Maybe we could go there instead? I hear their croissants are bomb.

Cedric: Mm, I don't know if I want to be around a bunch of hipsters...

Charlotte: I'll tittyfuck you if you say yes.

Cedric: Have I told you how much I love chai?

Charlotte: Hehe! Pick me up at three?

 

Cedric: Sure thing! See you then.

Charlotte: Bye Cedric.

 

After a quick kiss goodbye, Cedric heads back home. Despite everything going wrong at work, Charlotte can't help but feel happy. She got to hang out with her best friend, meet some new people, and found herself a muse. Or is he more than just that?

With heavy eyelids, Charlotte crawls into the guest bed and drifts off to sleep. Her mind wanders off into the comforting dreams inspired by her day as well as the possibilities of her future.

 

 

But the future, as we must remember, is always unpredictable.

 

 

Stay tuned for more!

Many thanks to @Hentaiface for sharing his beautiful sims, Gina and Charlotte. Without them, this story wouldn't exist.