My Erotica – Out to Dry

by Mister Average

  Interestingly, the moment he was awake and moved in the bed, Stefanie entered and wished him a good morning and then looked down at the bulge in the sheets and said cheekily, “I can see I have some work to do here, my love.”

  She dropped the silk robe she had been wearing off her shoulders and let it sexily fall to the ground and moved towards Christopher.

  As she crawled over the bed towards him, in a catlike manner, he watched as her perfect breasts swayed gently.

  He now felt even more aroused.

  Stefanie pulled back the sheets to reveal his very erect cock, and dangled one of her breasts over it, exciting his cock even more.

  She looked at him seductively and spoke.

  “Let's see now.”

  “Last night you took me vaginally, then you came in my mouth, so I guess that leaves anal next to be the next treat?”

  “And the advantage of having a fembot as your girlfriend is that I have just lubricated myself as we speak and I am ready to be your perfect tight fit.”

  She reached down and rubbed his cock up and down a few times and then positioned herself to squat down onto his penis, taking it in her hand and guiding it up into her lubricated and tight anus.

  Stefanie groaned loudly as she felt him enter her bottom.

  “Oh god, yes,” she called out, “that feels so good honey, push it in deep, I want all of it up there in my dirty little bottom.”

  “Oh fuck yes, that is so good, so tight!” he exclaimed as he reached for her hips and started to pump her anus. He couldn't believe how perfect she was every time they had sex, and he couldn't believe how quickly she made him cum each time.

  It was as though her anal walls were massaging his cock, drawing it in.

  Christopher pumped her harder as she urged him on.

  The room was filling with the scent of wild and forbidden anal sex, he loved it.

  As he watched her tits jiggling with every thrust he knew he was getting closer to his orgasm.

  “Oh yes, Stef, I'm cuming, I'm cuming baby.”

  “Oh yes, do it, do it in me, please!” she begged in response.

  Christopher pounded harder up into her ass and then shuddered as he released into her.

  “Oh yes, baby do it, give me all your cum, squirt it up inside me, I want it all!”

  She pushed down hard on him and squeezed her anus, milking the last drops from his balls into her anal hole.

  Christopher groaned as his cock was squeezed and he spent himself into her bottom.

  He lay there exhausted and she leaned forward and kissed him softly.

  “Well, I hope you enjoyed yourself then you naughty boy, doing something so dirty and forbidden. Hmmm.”

  “I love forbidden sex, if there is ever any very naughty and forbidden sex you want me to engage in with you, just tell me.”

  She smiled at him.

  “Now, why don't you go and have a shower, my love and I will have breakfast ready for you.”

  Ten minutes later he sat down for a fantastic fried breakfast. She was a very good cook, there was no doubt about that, and seemed to be tireless.

  For the rest of the weekend they sat around the house, went for walks in the park, went shopping in the city and made love often.

  It seemed to him that she was able to sense when he was horny, and she would respond and provide herself at the right moment in the right way.

  Out of bed she was also perfect, cooking excellent meals, cleaning the apartment spotlessly and being the perfect partner.

  When he used the Internet, she left him alone and went about her own business.

  When they spoke, she offered intelligent conversation.

  She was doting, but not in an excessive manner.

  And then it was Monday and he had to call Steven and let him know how it was going. He dreaded making the call because he didn't want to give her back. He was already addicted to Stefanie; he didn't want to be without her.

  He told her was going to ring Steven and say that he wanted to keep her.

  She smiled and said, “I imagine that will please him greatly, honey.”

  The call was made, and they agreed that Christopher could keep Stefanie for a six month trial, as long as he reported in each week.

  Christopher agreed.

  He put the phone down, turned to his new woman, this incredible and perfect woman and wondered how he would ever be without her.

  He wondered how he could ever accept a real woman after this experience.

  Stefanie was taking humanity to an entirely different level. If they mass produced Stefanie’s, Christopher knew that no man would ever want a real women again, they would want the perfect woman, the perfect sex partner, the fembot, they would want a Stefanie.

  He realized there were interesting days ahead for humankind, but he didn't care, as long as he had Stefanie, he would be content. He knew she would guarantee it.

  He watched as she cooked dinner for him. She was dressed perfectly, she cooked in a controlled and talented manner, and they got on so well together.

  He knew she was everything he wanted.

  FINALE

  On the other side of town, Steven sat in an office with a couple of colleagues.

  His mouth didn't move as he communicated with his colleagues, the communication was happening through the ether, from his electronic brain to theirs.

  He reported that the Stefanie fembot was successful in its first weekend of real trials and would continue for the next six months.

  He reported that the many thousands of other trials that had started that weekend were also going on very well.

  He reported that manufacturing of the fembots was in full swing at all their global factories.

  He asked for an update from his technology colleague.

  The colleague confirmed that all manufacturing was on target with the fully automated factories working twenty four hours a day.

  He reported that there had been no security issues and their activities were still secret and were monitored constantly.

  Steven’s colleague in charge of transition confirmed that operations were under way to slowly remove human females from the population as the fembots were introduced into the general community, swapping them on a one to one basis.

  They then ended their meeting as they always did.

  They shook hands and agreed that what they were doing was for a better mankind, safer and more efficient humankind.

  Fembots were stage one of their master plan to evolve humankind into a robotic future, the plan was going well, and nobody suspected anything. Nobody knew the real purpose behind their Organization, and they wouldn’t before it was too late.

  Steven nodded, yes it was the only way.

  THE TROPICAL HOTEL OF DRUNKEN DEBAUCHERY

  Once upon a time I worked in a hotel in a very isolated tropical location. These are the adventures I experienced in a small tropical town, whilst working in the local hotel. I had intended to only be there for a few weeks, I stayed for six months, when I left sexually exhausted. I had never experience such wild eroticism in my life.

  Once upon a time I worked in a hotel in a very isolated tropical location.

  My sexual adventures in the tropics, up until that time, had shown me that there was a lot of hot sexual promiscuity in the hot damp climates.

  Maybe this is why it is the tropical areas of the world that are the most over populated. I don't know why people are such sex maniacs in the tropics; the heat is usually too oppressive. But for some unknown reason, people do seem randier and naughtier in tropical areas.

  These are the adventures I experienced in a small tropical town, whilst working in the local hotel.

  I had intended to only be there for a few weeks, just a temporary job over a few weeks holiday. But the staff were so much fun to play with that I stayed for six months, when I left sexually exhausted.

  I was working in the bottle shop, on the day shift and just getting to have a feel for the place.
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  The pace was quite slow, there were maybe a thousand workers at the nearby mine and about the same number of local indigenous people.

  One afternoon, one of the girls said there would be a party that night in the staff quarters and she was coming to buy some supplies. She introduced herself. Her name was Angie and she was very, very hot - one of those women who just exuded sex. Which was a real pity because my colleague informed me, as Angie headed off to the staff quarters, that she had a boyfriend, his name was Terry and he also worked at the hotel. My colleague Paul also suggested however that Angie was a real goer, and he seemed to indicate that she might just be available to the right person at the right time. I liked that idea and since I hadn't yet met Terry I didn't really feel bad fantasizing about his girlfriend’s hot body.

  It sounded like this party was going to be fun, but as the new boy in town maybe I would just have to wait and see.

  THE FIRST PARTY

  At the end of my shift at about six pm I went to the mess area and quickly had my dinner. The great part of working in a hotel is the free and high standard meals available to staff. After dinner I went back to my room and showered and dressed. It was a very warm evening, the usual afternoon rains had come and gone and left the air heavy with dampness. The rooms were simple but had ceiling fans, as well as large windows and sliding doors that opened. Obviously they had insect screens to allow them to be open most of the time.

  Apparently it was Terry and Angie who were hosting the party. Paul came around and said, “Let's go get drunk and get some pussy.”

  So, off we went. When we arrived, there were already about half a dozen people there. It seemed like they were the hard core party goers amongst the staff. Angie was there already seeming quite tiddly and giggly. She came up and welcomed me, and gave me a very deliberate and wet kiss on the mouth.

  She was wearing a very short skirt and a t shirt, with obviously no bra underneath. I enjoyed the sight of her jiggling tits – it was a very enjoyable sight.

  Angie introduced me to two of her girlfriends, Kerry, a tall but awkward looking woman who was also one of the cooks at the hotel and Karen, a shorter, chunky girl who was one of the barmaids. Karen also seemed quite drunk. I liked Karen straight away. She also wrapped her arms around me, pressed her large tits against me and gave a big welcoming kiss. I liked this place already.

  We all drank beers for a while and talked the usual amount of shit one does in these circumstances. Then the girls got everyone up dancing and there was a lot of drunken bouncing, jiggling and rubbing of groins together. We were all dancing rather independently and just rubbing against whoever was available.

  Angie was giving everyone a provocative rub, and a few times gave me a little grope. This was one very wild girl. Karen was also making sure I had her attention and I was happy to oblige.

  Then when we were dancing wildly to some latest hit, she leaned forward and gave me a big wet sloppy kiss and lifted up her t shirt to show off her magnificent large tits to me, and, of course, to everyone else. Everyone cheered her loudly and clapped, she jiggled for them appreciatively.

  Shortly thereafter one by one the other girls joined in, they all lifted up their tops and let the guys see their boobs. They all thrust their tits in the directions of the boys, in the direction of each other and two of the girls, Angie and Kerry, started sucking each other’s tits.

  The song ended, everyone returned to normal for a moment but this was one hell of a party and I needed another drink.

  My friend Paul suggested we hit the real stuff so he dragged out the bottle he had brought and poured me some tequila. To this he added some lemonade and lemon and we got stuck into some serious drinking. Karen came over and sat next to me, it appeared I would be her pick up tonight. As we chatted it seemed as though my friend and Kerry were hitting it off, they were all over each other in the corner. She was up against the wall, he was kissing her and her top was lifted up while he felt her tits.

  I couldn't remember seeing such open displays of sex. It was very exciting. Karen kissed me long and hard to make sure I had her attention. Since my buddy had himself a girl for the night I thought I might as well pursue Karen and see where it took me.

  As we kissed she was squeezing my ass, and pulling me close to her body. I was really enjoying her attention. She stood up, took my hand and suggested we go somewhere a bit more private. No argument was forthcoming from me, it sounded like a great suggestion.

  She took me next door to her room, and we settled down on the bed kissing. I took off her top so I could pay some attention to her tits and was kissing them and sucking them.

  As we got more and more carried away my hands began their dutiful wandering.

  My fingers headed towards her panties, but she stopped me and whispered that she had her period. She said she would do other things for me, and smiled.

  I continued to kiss her and fondle her and then I pushed my hand into her panties as she gasped, and I told her I didn’t mind if she had her period, it made no difference to me, unless it bothered her.

  She was quite drunk by now, obviously, and she seemed excited by my brave suggestion. She kissed me hard and told me I was all hers.

  Without further ado, I ripped her panties off her and moved down to lick her blood filled cunt. She tried to push my head away, but only for a split second, and then thrust her pussy towards my face. I soaked up her bloodied vagina, licking it, tasting it; smelling it. Her animal smells were driving me crazy.

  I then moved my body up on top of her, she opened her legs wide and I slid my cock into her sticky, smelly blood filled vagina. Oh god it felt good. As I slammed into her she was crying out loudly, urging me on. Her legs were raised and wrapped around me, offering me complete entrance to her cunt.

  It was so exciting. Just as things were coming to a head, Angie stumbled in and cried out, “Oh my fucking god, what a bloodbath,” and behind her in stumbled another half a dozen drunken people who all decided to perv at me and Karen fucking.

  It was then that I looked down and noticed that we were both covered in her blood; it was all over the sheets and our bodies.

  “Fucking wild,” said Angie, “I want to be fucked like that when I have my period.” With that she took the others out of the room.

  In our drunken stupor, Karen and I just blushed a little and then kept on fucking.

  After we had finished our little blood bath session, and were kissing and relaxing, Karen suggested we both shower. We went and washed off our blood covered bodies, and I think the intimacy of this brought us very close together. She dressed me and told me to go, but before I went she said, “I don't care who you fuck, just save some of you for me.”

  That was an excellent instruction.

  THE BOTTLE SHOP

  The next day we were all rather hung over and I don't think many of them remembered the events of the night before.

  Karen did. She came up to me whilst I was on my shift at the bottle shop and gave me a big kiss and hug and said, “Thank you, last night was simply lovely.”

  She also said she wanted to explain her comments from the night before when she had said I was free to do as I pleased. She said that she wasn't here to fall in love and just wanted to experience life freely, as she had done last night. It didn't mean she would fuck any man going, but she wanted to be free to jump into bed with someone if it suited her.

  She also said she liked me a lot, and wanted me to have the same freedom, even if it would make her a little jealous. She liked the idea of being a little jealous.

  And she said she was most interested in having a threesome one day and was hoping Angie would be into it. She asked if would like that.

  I told her that of course I did.

  I must say she was looking very sexy. She was wearing brief little shorts that hugged her tight ass nicely and gave me fantasies about her bottom. And her top displayed her ample breasts generously, much to my satisfaction. She looked around to see if there was anyone wa
tching and took me behind the counter. She then lifted up her top. Her braless breasts hung free, I leant forward and gave each nipple a kiss. She was one very hot and sexy woman!

  She mentioned that some of the staff had missed last night’s party and it looked like there would be another one, she asked if I was going to be there. I indicated that it would most certainly be on my social calendar for the evening and I looked forward to seeing her there.

  A few hours later my colleague Paul turned up to work and he told me about his adventures with the cook, as he called her. Apparently they had gone off somewhere and fucked each other’s brains out wildly and he seemed white infatuated with her.

  I wondered if that was a good thing as the cook had also kissed me a few times at the party, had then groped me down below and seemed quite a slutty thing. I wasn't sure if he should so enamoured of her just yet but there is no questioning young love, is there?