Perfect Creation - Sex Stories

Perfect Creation

... Adam’s side, holding his arm. “See?” Dr. Fong asked. “Even if another touches Anna at her trigger point, she will always desire you.” Adam smiled weakly, nodding at Dr. Fong, his arm around Anna’s waist. Denise found her toy, playfully swatting his arm, leading him out of the ballroom. Adam chatted a little longer with Dr. Fong before heading home. It was the last time Adam saw him. He moved on to other projects within the corporation. ************ Anna was laying on her back, writhing with pleasure, Adam slowly guiding his cock in and out of her, “That man, or robot, was much bigger than me. His penis was huge.” “Uh huh,” Anna moaned. “You would still rather have me instead of another?” “Yes, always!” another orgasm overcoming her. Adam felt her body shake, leaning down, he kissed her erect, black nipples, gently squeezing her large black breast. He kissed along her tummy, feeling the artificial warmth of her body on his mouth. Adam pulled out of her, kissing her way down to her lubricant dripping pussy. He pried apart her pussy lips, seeing the teal glow inside her. “Do, do you want a child?” She asked; another orgasm building. “I’m unable to provide you with one. Unless we have one created for us.” “No. I only want you, always,” He said, swirling his tongue around inside her, tasting a sweet flavor of the lubrication. Chapter 11 Adam sat in the waiting room nervously looking over his shoulder into the large workshop behind him. It reminded more of where trains are ...

... repaired. He saw large, deactivated plasma harvester robot in the corner. It looked fairly charred; Adam wondered how a machine could even get close enough to the sun to obtain plasma from it. Looking along the wall of the huge room, he saw various parts such as: arms, legs, metallic skeletons, large rolls of material used for synthetic skin and so on. Looking one last time, waiting patiently, he saw Anna. A technician led her into the workshop. Adam stood, peering through the large window. He was scared. She wasn’t. He knew she wouldn’t feel pain, but that didn’t change how he felt. He couldn’t help but cringe and look away when the technician removed her arm. Anna sat still, looking forward, seemingly not concerned about her arm. A minute later the other one was removed. Adam couldn’t watch anymore. He sat back down, hands to his face, hoping that everything was ok. He kept telling himself that it was just maintenance, nothing more. Adam had recently turned 30 years old. He kept thinking how horrible a birthday present this would be, losing the love of his life during a freak joint maintenance procedure. Anna wasn’t as limber as she was when they met 10 years prior. She didn’t seem to notice or mind. One day a representative from the corporation contacted Adam about bringing her in. When Adam learned Anna would be taken apart, maintenance performed, then put back together, his paranoia and fear kicked in. That evening he made love to her as if he’d never see her again. Anna was ...