Perfect Creation - Sex Stories

Perfect Creation

... excess being pushed out of her pussy, trailing down and dripping off of Adam’s testicles. “Yes! Yes!” Adam firmly grabbed her waist, his cock erupting, filling her with his semen. The lights Adam could see through her black, slightly translucent skin, lit up, her hair and eyes glowed, her body convulsed her vaginal sensors picked up his fluid’s presence, sending her into orgasm overdrive. After a moment, she bent backwards; Adam chuckled at the mechanical noise her spine bending in such a borderline scary way produced. She gave him an upside down kiss. Lifting herself off him, her hands propping herself up, she contorted once more, her legs in the air, lowering her pussy onto Adam’s face, dragging it playfully across it. She cleaned his cock; he licked at her juices, savoring the sweet taste and smell. The past 20 years had been difficult for Adam. He felt alone. No one else around him aged. When he wondered out loud why the newscaster looked the same as she did years ago, Anna confirmed that she was an android. When he noticed the residents of the city never aging over the years, he assumed they must be machines too. Their always friendly demeanor and smiles became more apparent when Adam’s hair turned gray and his skin had more wrinkles. He wondered if he was the last of his kind, he wondered if they all thought he was some sort of relic. He buried his feelings, opting to feel the void with his own machine, the love of his life – Anna. ************ More decades past. ...

... Adam’s health remained strong. He looked old, his skin withering and wrinkling, his hair solid white. But he never suffered from any major illnesses. Now in his 80s, most of his time was spent playing holographic card games with Anna, cuddling in bed, and bathing with her. There were no wild and crazy contortionist sex marathons. There were, however, countless slow lovemaking sessions. Sometimes and entire day was spent kissing all over her body, slurping up the random fruit flavored artificial pussy juices Anna excreted. They didn’t leave the apartment much either. Anna was always nude. She received one more upgrade and joint maintenance during Adam’s final decade of life, but that was it. They barely paid attention to their surroundings – they never did, really, opting to focus on each other instead. The realization that Adam felt was too much to face. Giant spacecrafts glided along the horizon. Modifications to the cylindrical city were made; the power of flight bestowed upon it. The people around him remain unchanged, never aging, never dying. The same newscaster occasionally interrupted Adam and Anna’s quiet intimate moments with a news report about preparations being made to leave earth, or some new technology the extraterrestrials, that were encountered years earlier, have shared. Anna quickly turned off the hologram, continuing to tenderly kiss Adam. Chapter 13 “We have to leave soon, darling,” Anna quietly told Adam. He was one month from his 95th birthday. “Leave?” He ...