by Perry, Mia
Josh is scared. He stops moving. He looks at me, not knowing what to do. His cock is slipping out.
“Oh, Josh,” I gasp. “you did a perfect job. Keep fucking me. Please, don’t stop.”
I hold his neck and push his head down. I stick my tongue into his mouth. He pushes his tongue to play with mine. But he forgets to keep pushing his cock.
I turn my head aside so I can talk. “Josh, fuck me. Hard!”
Josh begins to push again. But he forgets to give me kisses. This lad needs practice for sure.
Suddenly, he ejaculates. A huge surge of fluids rush into my body. I haven’t had the feeling for a long time. Oh, Josh, you are melting me.
He slips down to my right side. I turn around to hold him. My boobs are still burning hot. I push my boobs tightly on his skinny body. I can feel my boobs sinking into his ribs.
I wrap my legs around him. “Josh,” I give him a big kiss. “Oh, Josh,” I give him one more kiss.
Josh doesn’t say anything. I kiss him again. “Josh?”
His eyes are closed. Soon, his breaths turn smooth and long. He is now sound asleep.
That’s men. Never forget men are sex machines. When they want you, they are full of energy. Once they unload, however, they will fall to sleep right away.
So many girls complain their men ignore them and refuse to talk after a romantic sex. Unfortunately, this is just how man’s body works. It’s a sex machine. Girls, never expect more than a good sex. A sex machine doesn’t talk. It fucks.
I check Josh’s dick. It’s now tiny and soft, like a squeeze ball. I try to push it back into my vagina. It doesn’t work at all.
I had only one orgasm. I want more. But that’s all I can get for today—unless Dave has the energy to fuck me again tonight.
I wrap my arms and legs around Josh. I swear, next time, I will make him hold me instead. I fall into sleep slowly.
I wake up. I look around. There is no Josh. I lie still, thinking about every detail of what happened this morning.
Is this real? Did I really get fucked by a young body? A lad for his first time?
Yes. I’m such a lucky hot mom.
Naturally, my hand moves down. I touch my clit. I massage it slightly. Then, harder and harder. I begin to moan…
Suddenly, the door opens. I look up. It’s Josh.
He stands at the door, looking at my pussy. His cock is thick and hard again.
I spread my legs wide and wait.
Josh jumps on my body right away. “Close your thighs,” he demands.
I obey.
He charges. This time, he pushes into my body right away. He pushes hard and deep. “Raise your thighs,” he orders.
I raise my thighs high. He pushes all the way through. His dick reaches a depth no one had ever reached.
He moves his cock up and down, and turns his body in rhythm to massage my pussy with his thick and hard cock.
I cum. I moan, groan, and then scream.
Josh locks his lips on mine. He sticks his tongue into my mouth; wraps it around mine. I push my tongue through his as if we are fucking with tongues.
He is so focused with this tongue game, he stops fucking me.
I hold my thighs tight to remind him.
Now both his cock and his tongue are doing a perfect job.
I cum again. Oh, Josh, you are a terrific lover.
This time, Josh lasts a lot longer. By the time it’s finished, we both are exhausted.
He stays on me. His dick shrinks rapidly. Then it slips out.
I can still feel a hole open on my pussy. Slowly, it closes. Hot juice drips out, bit by bit.
I wrap my thighs tightly around Josh’s body. “Josh, you are a little liar.”
“Liar?” the lad’s eyes widened.
“You said this is your first time.”
“Yeah,” his face turns red. “but this is true.”
“How come you improved so much when you were fucking me the second time? Did you hide your skills this morning?”
“Oh, no, Mrs. Sullivan,” Josh’s breaths turn tight. “I didn’t hide anything.”
“Mrs. What?” I ask. I kiss him really hard, “Kate, okay? Kate!”
“Okay, okay, Kate. I… I…”
“I what? You little liar.”
Josh shakes his head rapidly. He thinks for a while and then says, “Mrs. Sullivan…”
“Hmmm?” I give him an angry look.
“Oh, sorry, Kate,” he flushes again. “I improved.”
“You mean you improved your skills this morning? How?” I can’t believe this little lie because I felt a big difference. The second time, he acted like a pro lover with many years of experience.
“Tell me you learned all the skills this morning, all by yourself.” I stick my finger on his forehead.
“Ouch!” Josh moves his head back. “Yes, you are right, Mrs… oops, Kate. I learned all these just now.”
“Just now? When?”
“When you were asleep.”
“How?”
“Online videos. You know, Mrs., oops…”
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Book 3: Robot Cock
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Today is the first day of Julie’s first job. Getting to Manhattan is never easy, especially in a busy Monday morning. When Julie sees the white building of the AD Gaming, her heart almost jumps out of her body.
Working for a gaming company is Julie’s dream. She likes 3D animations. She wants to create online games everyone in the world can enjoy.
Over a hundred new grads were competing for this job. But Julie won because she showed the most impressive drawings in her portfolio.
Her future boss, Mark, kept asking how she did that because he had never seen anything so real before.
Julie put up the sweetest smile and explained how hard she had worked and how much she had been inspired by the greatest artists of the history, from Michelangelo, to Picasso , to Van Gogh…
In her heart, she was smiling big time. Adult videos, you dummy.
Julie loved adult videos. She watched them almost every day. For her school projects and the job hunting portfolio, she utilized those “nude models” to the extreme. She could watch them again and again all night until she couldn’t keep her eyes open. Her hands were so busy on her clit and nipples, she could barely raise her arms in the morning.
But, hey, art needed inspiration and hard work. After a short nap in the morning, she would come up with the 3D animation that brought the characters to life.
So…, in fact, she knew she was going to be given the job before the interview.
Working for AD Gaming is Julie’s dream coming true. This company creates online games for a very specific group of people—adults. Well, to be more specific, for those who
have got married but are still looking. The gamers can pick the sexiest characters they want, like an alien with a muscular, three foot long cock, and fight a female vampire (or several) with the biggest boobs they could ever imagine.
The best part is, the gamers can chat and exchange information, such as their photos, phone numbers, and email addresses. So, they usually get together from their fantasy world in the real world after a hot fight in the game. It can be two, or several.
Of course, Julie understands a business is a business. Her job is to animate those hot characters. She has to do a good job—an artist’s job.
Julie goes to the 48th floor. She picks up the phone at the door and dials a four digit number. Mark comes out, smiling.
“Good morning, Julie! Are you ready for the new job?”
“Good morning, Mark! Yes, I’m more than ready.”
They go in. Mark shows Julie a big cubicle near a large window. “Hope you like it,” smiles Mark.
Julie looks out of the window, and sees the cars and people like little ants. Wow! The view is just gorgeous! “Thank you, Mark,” Julie smiles from her heart. “I really love it.”
“Come on, let’s meet the HR guys,” Mark tilts his head.
Julie follows Mark through the long hallway. Mark introduces people they bump into. Julie can’t remember all the names. But she feels everyone is so nice.
The door is open. Mark knocks on the door jokingly.
“Come on in,” a middle aged lady stands up and extends her hand. “Welcome, Julie! I’m Kate, the HR manager.”
“Thank you, Kate. Nice to meet you,” Julie extends her hand, smiling.
Mark chats for a few moments and then goes back to his office.
In the next two hours, Julie goes through a big pile of paper , filling in all the forms—the nondisclosure agreement, the electronic access to her bank account for paychecks, and many, many more…
After a quick lunch, she spends another two and a half hours to get access to her computer, call the help desk to access a few online systems, and get ready to work.
She wants to impress Mark on her first day. But by the time she really begins working, it’s almost three thirty.
Julie is tired. In college, this is normally the time when she took a nap. But she has to work today.
She goes to the kitchen to grab a coffee. She likes black coffee. The Columbian smells great. She takes a big sip and walks slowly back to her cubicle. Now what? She wants to sit down and work right away. But she feels like something is missing.
Julie holds her coffee with both hands. She rolls her eyes and thinks ,Did I miss something?
The food. She needs food. Unlike most girls, Julie doesn’t care too much about her diet. In fact, she hates diets. Food does build fat on her body. But she is so happy to discover that the fat goes to the perfect places, her boobs.
Sometimes, she feels her boobs are dragging her down when she is walking on the street. She really hates it. But… when men’s hungry eyes are staring at her boobs, she feels like she should eat a lot more.
One time, a guy was so focused on her boobs, he dropped into a manhole and disappeared. Julie could still hear the howl after walking away for ten minutes. Well, that serves you right. She was so happy.
Now, she urgently needs some food. She needs energy. Unfortunately, there is only a kitchen on the floor. People can get fresh coffee or heat up their lunch. But they can’t buy food from there.
Julie rushes to the elevator and presses the button G. That will bring her to the ground floor.
The elevator zooms down and the door opens. Oops! The underground garage. Julie steps out of the elevator. Maybe I pressed a wrong button.
She sees a spiral stair nearby. That must be the way to get back to the ground floor quickly. Maybe I can walk outside to the street from there.
Julie walks up along the stair. After two minutes, she sees a door at the top. She holds the handle and pushes down. The door opens.
A long corridor shows. Odd. The marble walls and dim lights feel peaceful and quiet. Julie walks slowly down the corridor. Maybe this is the area for the security and cleaning staff, She thinks.
The corridor is super quiet. Julie can hear her own breath. Too quiet! She wants to get out of here soon.
Then, she feels like someone is following her. Goosebumps explode on her arms. She speeds up. But she can hear the footsteps coming closer.
She begins to run. After a few steps, she falls on the floor. Her high heels are now a big burden. She kicks off the shoes, gasps for air, and struggles to stand up.
“Stay…” a flat man’s voice come from above.
Julie freezes. Every horror story she knows pops into her mind. Oh my gosh! Am I going to die today? She tries to run away but can’t move.
She turns over and looks up. She sees a robot. Thank God!
The robot is at least six feet tall. He’s not those kinds of ugly ones for industrial use. There are no wheels, cameras, or antennas. Instead, he looks like a big, muscled man.
In fact, he looks pretty handsome. He has brown hair and dark blue eyes. His six pack are clearly visible from under his black T-shirt. He’s cologne is Julie’s favorite kind. Oh, man, those engineers, they know how to make a good robot.
Julie’s cheeks flush. She can tell it’s a robot because the voice is flat—a kind of voice from a text to voice software. But still, she feels like he is real.
“Give me your hand,” the robot orders.
Julie hesitates. She never held hands with a robot. Is he going to crush me?
The robot doesn’t wait for her response. He reaches down to hold her hand and pulls her up.
To Julie’s surprise, the hand is warm. It feels soft, too. Julie has held hands with different boys. The robot’s hand is just like a real boy’s hand. But it’s way more powerful. Julie feels completely powerless. She whispers, “Let me put on my shoes.”
“Later, Object R20168,” the robot says, dragging her down the corridor.
“What?” Julie can’t believe her ears. Object? I’m a girl, I’m not an object. She’s a bit angry. But she knows being angry won’t help at all in this lonely corridor. The robot can do anything to her.
“Sorry, robot, I’m Julie,” Julie protests with a weak voice.
“Object Julie,” replies the robot. “Call me Bob.”
“Hi, Bob,” Julie tries to be nice to Bob, the robot.
But Bob doesn’t seem to be well programmed to behave like a real man. He keeps walking fast, holding Julie’s hand tightly.
Julie stumbles ahead. She tries to free her hand several times. But each time, Bob grabs tighter. She tries really hard to keep up with Bob’s fast pace. She’s sure if she falls down, Bob will drag her body along the floor.
Julie only hopes they will reach the end of the corridor soon and see people. She can then scream for help.
Suddenly, Bob stops. He pushes a few buttons on the wall. A door opens. He drags Julie in and closes the door.
Julie looks around. She sees many instruments. What the heck are these? She’s a bit scared.
“Object Julie,” demands Bob. “Get ready for the study.”
“Study?” Julie is totally confused. “What study?”
“The study of human body,” Bob says softly. His smile is charming and warm. But his flat voice makes Julie feel uncomfortable.
“You mean…” Julie knows the answer, but her curiosity makes her ask. “my body?”
“Yes,” Bob grins.
“What do you want to study?” Julie’s voice trembles. Are you going to cut me into pieces and see what’s inside? She looks around in panic. Oh my gosh, there is a bed there! That must be it!
“To study your orgasm,” Bob looks at her with affection.
“What?” Julie almost drops on the floor. Is this Bob robot going to fuck me?
She has never had sex with a robot. In fact, she never heard about any such experience from friends. This is definitely the weirdest thing
to do in the world.
Meanwhile, Julie is a bit curious. What does that feel like? Being fucked by a robot. A machine. Well, that must be special.
Julie has had sex with a few boys. But one thing she was not happy about with these boys was they always finished too early—long before she could fully enjoy her orgasm. More than a half of the boys couldn’t even hold long enough to turn her on.
