Yee-Haw! Ride Her Cowboy

Jane is troubled with vivid dreams and needs to de-stress, so when her son brings home a new game, she can't resist the chance to meet the gunslinger and visit the old west. Despite warnings of a gangbang, the “sexual thrill seeker” pulls on her cowboy boots and enters the game saddled up and ready to ride her cowboy. When she lands in the hands of outlaws, she's in desperate need of a rescue.

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Things just weren't going her way, and the recently divorced librarian came home from her new job with a lot on her mind. During Jane's first week of work, her boss took every opportunity to “accidentally” rub against her, and he spent the remainder of the time blatantly staring at her generous breasts and curvy ass. Besides that, she felt completely wiped out because it’d been nearly a week since she’d gotten a good rest. Lately, her sleep was plagued with realistic nightmares, and she thought they were somehow linked to her gaming adventures.

Her hobby of going into video games was her only relief, and that was suddenly a bit of an obsession for her. In the games, she found a sexual satisfaction that she couldn't get anywhere else, and when she came home her body even felt recharged. That being said, the last one was scary as hell, filled with possessed soldiers and terrifying monsters. Although the military man who rescued her was kind of unforgettable and he more than made up for the terror. Ryder was just as sweet as could be as he scrubbed her clean in the shower and then deep throated her.

However, if she had her choice, she'd return to see Damien from the first game she'd entered. When she met him in his cyberpunk world, he was recovering from an accident and adjusting to his new mechanical body parts. The two of them had really hit it off, and she thought about him constantly since then. Everything about him had pushed her buttons, from his handsome face to his scarred, half cyborg body. Besides that, she thought that he needed her as much as she did him. Unfortunately, her son loaned Damien's game to a friend, and she was desperate to get it back.

The front door opened behind her as she searched the game shelf and Zack watched from the entryway, worrying about his mom's recent strange behavior. He tilted his head curiously as she searched through his games almost frantically. He'd been concerned about her since his dad left, but thought things were now getting out of hand.

“Dammit!” Jane complained, disappointed that the cyberpunk game hadn't somehow miraculously returned.

“Something wrong, mom?” Zack asked, closing the front door.

She jumped and spun around. “Goodness! I didn't hear you come in. No, everything is fine and dandy. I was just looking to see if you got Damien's game back yet.”

Zack shook his head. “No mom, Brad's only had it for one day. I don't see what the rush is, anyway. Now that we're on the subject, why'd you have my game insert framed in your room?” he asked, tossing his backpack to the couch.

Jane blinked as she tried to think up a reasonable answer then quickly changed the subject. “So, how does spaghetti sound for dinner?”

“Sure, great. I'll just play my new game until it's ready,” he said, heading for the television.

While she prepared dinner, the sounds of gunfire drifted in from Zack's new video game. It sounded like a violent one, and she wondered what it was and felt a little thrill at the idea of entering another game. So far, every game she entered ended up with her getting roughly taken, and one even involved a terrifying interrogation on a space ship. In the gaming world, she could feel pleasure and pain, but also quickly recovered from any injuries. It was exciting to her to see what would happen next, and she'd come to realize that she was sort of a sexual thrill seeker.