Cyber Paradise

Bringr_of_Paradis: Would you like to live in bliss? Would you like to see paradise?



Cheyenne scowled as the instant message popped up on her computer screen with a colorful chime. Rock music blared from her speakers as she shoveled some lukewarm spaghetti into her mouth. Her boyfriend, Luke, was chatting away in another box with only a momentary pause to type even more when he met his limit in words. How the hell did this guy get passed her security? Setting down the bowl and brushing her hands together, Cheyenne closed the window. She was just about to pick up her bowl when her cell phone rang beside her. The theme to Dead Like Me played and she instant knew it was Luke, the very person who was typing obliviously away. Or at least, he had been.

“What Luke?” Cheyenne cradled the phone in her ear and turned the volume down on her speaker. Picking up her bowl, Cheyenne spun around on the black desk chair and tucked her legs over each other. God, I need to clean my room!

“Are you even listening to me? You haven’t replied in….” He paused and Cheyenne rolled her eyes. No doubt he was checking the last time she replied. “…almost twenty minutes.”

“Well, if I could get a word in I would. You are just as difficult to talk to you over IM as over the phone.”

“Funny, Cheyenne. Anyway, as I was saying…”

“God, Luke. Breath…rest your fingers…do something else.”

“Meow. You are in a mood. PMS? It is called Midol…go pop one.”

“Look whose talking, Mr. Self-Absorbed!”

“Again. Funny. I am not self-absorbed.”

“Could have fooled me.” It was playful banter they had each time they were able to talk. They had been dating for nearly three years and most of it had been long distance. She went north and he went south after a year in community college.

“Hey, I listen when you talk.”

“Ha! Barely, I mention one thing and you are off on something else that involves you.”

“I love you too, honey,” he replied sarcastically. Cheyenne laughed and twirled around in her chair. Her room was really a mess! Clothes, papers and books were thrown all over. Her twin bed had not been made since her mother came to visit three months ago. A pile of dirty clothes were waiting to be sorted and cleaned. With school and work, her room had become atrocious.

“Have you ever received a message or email from Bringr_of_Paradis97?” Luke suddenly asked.

“Just got one a few minutes ago. Except it is bringr_of_paradis…no number at the end.” Cheyenne scooped more spaghetti into her mouth and swirled around to her computer. She clicked Luke’s IM box close and minimized her music. Behind the two boxes, her half written English paper was waiting for her. “Why do you ask?”

“I been getting these emails constantly and he just IM’ed me twice. It is always the same shit about paradise and bliss and disconnecting.”

“Maybe it is a virus.”

“Pretty damn persistent virus if you ask me. I doubt it though.”

“Maybe Haley is playing another prank again. You know she loves it.”

“I bet you are right. It has Haley written all over it. Well, I got to go. I have class in an hour and about a 55-minute walk.” Cheyenne snorted under her breath and wished him luck before hanging up. Now to get back to my paper, Cheyenne told herself and turned her music back on. Before she could type anything, the IM from bringr_of_paradis, popped back up but instead read: I can give you your own paradise, Shy_Hart08. Let me show you. All you need to do is disconnect. Cheyenne rolled her eyes and furiously typed a message.

Shy_Hart08: Very funny, Haley. I would compliment you on your hacking skill but I have a paper to write. Cute stalker-feel to it. Taking your psych a bit too far, I see. I have to pass on paradise for now. I have a paper to write.


Cheyenne closed the window and logged out before Haley could reply. She set to work on her paper, typing frantically when, without being prompted, her internet popped up to a website with a black screen. Cheyenne frowned, aggravated and tried to shut it off. It would not go instead a message popped up:


I can show you paradise. I can give it to you. All you need to do is disconnect.

Fuck this, Cheyenne cursed mentally. I saved it. She fumbled with the power button and turned the computer off. The screen went black and her music turned off instant. She was left in silence as she pursed her lips and tapped her fingers against her elbow. After a few moments, Cheyenne turned her computer back on. It hummed to life and slowly loaded up the data. As soon as she sorted through passwords and other things that had to load before she could properly use her computer, Cheyenne pulled up her essay. Bringr_of_paradis did not message her for the rest of the night.
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After hanging up with Cheyenne, Luke tapped his fingers against his keyboard as he stared at the message from bringr_of_paradis97. Though annoyed, he was also curious about what they were selling. Though it was possible Cheyenne was right and it was Haley playing a clever trick, he was still intrigued. Luke typed back his acceptance and waited for a reply. Instead a website popped up, which turned the screen black. ‘Enter into paradise and connect to a world inside’ in bright white letters appeared on the black and caused Luke to scowl. He shrugged it off and clicked. The black faded and he was in a chat room with bringr_of_paradis97.


bringr_of_paradis97: Do you want to see paradise?

LuketheNuke888: ….sure

bringr_of_paradis97: Would you like to live in bliss.

LuketheNuke888:....sure. Yeah. I am up for it.

bringr_of_paradis97: Excellent.

LuketheNuke888: Does this cost anything?

bringr_of_paradis97: It doesn’t cost any money.

LuketheNuke888: Cool.



There was a standing moment between Luke and bringr_of_paradise97. Luke wasn’t sure what happen next. It was almost like his eyes had gone cross as the screen went blurry along with the rest of the world. He suddenly felt completely lightheaded and weightless and delirious at the same time. The screen before him began to shift and moved and something began to materialize in front of him. The wispy limbs curled out from the shimmering screen and caressed his cheeks. It didn’t feel solid but like soft electricity. It was numbing and gentle and pulsating around him. Luke moaned softly and closed his eyes.


“Wake up, sunshine,” a voice crooned in his ear. Luke’s eyes opened. He was no longer in his room but a tropical beach getaway. A wide window revealed a white sandy beach with blue and frothy waves. He could smell the salt and aroma of flower in the gentle, crisp breezes. Sprawled on a soft comforter, a slender and nude red-haired girl was lying next to him. She smiled at him with stained red lips and her eyes were hooded with dark lashes. Luke grinned stupidly at the girl and chuckled under his breath.

“What the fuck is this? Virtual reality?”

“Paradise, baby,” the girl whispered. She rose to her knees and hovered over him. Her long, sleek locks fell around his face. Her breasts were large and round with large, swollen nipples. Luke giggled and brushed strands away from her face. Her fingers stroked the growing bulge in his boxers. “Does this feel like virtual reality?”

“Uhh…“ Luke moaned as he felt her fingers slip underneath his bowers and stroke his growing manhood. “Paradise, huh? And who might you be?”

“You can call me Andrea.”


“This is fucking weird.” Andrea leaned in and kissed his lips. Her tongue sought acceptance into his mouth for a brief moment before pulling away.

“Don’t worry, honey. It will all be wonderful soon enough.” Luke did not argue and sighed deeply. She slid down his chest, still expertly working his manhood in her hand. With her free hand, she tugged at the waistline of his boxers and exposed him to the open air. It wasn’t until she gently kissed his bulbous head that Luke jerked away.

“Well, Andrea. I would love to stay but I have a girlfriend and this is just…unreal.”Andrea looked up at him and pouted, stilling holding him firmly.


“She will never know, baby. This is your own world. Let me pleasure you in ways she never could.” Her small and soft hand cupped his scrotum and messaged it with tender but firm care and she took his head into her mouth. Luke groaned and feebly tried to fight her. Yet her mouth and hand was sending his body into frenzy of lust that he did not want to stop. Her tongue twirled around his long shaft as her fingers massaged his heavy orbs. She worked him deeper down her throat and was literally swallowing his hard cock. Andrea’s mouth was wet and her lips grasped the ridged edges of his cock perfectly as her tongue flickered here and there. Fuck it, he finally gave into Andrea’s warm and inviting mouth. This is all a dream, he rationed. Just a fucking awesome dream.



Tell me what you think. Pay little mind to any grammar error unless they are really, really bad. I have the 2nd chapter somewhat done, so reviews and comments will help decide if I should continue. Thanks.