Em is chilling in her sexy lingerie and posh chair reading about The BOT Fuckers. You too can read this short erotic story by buying the book (search ‘sultry renditions’).
Excerpt from Rendition 15 – The BOT Fuckers
“…Women in the 22nd Century have a great choice of sexual options. A small thing still favour men – clinging on to the last vestiges of tradition and history. Most women however, prefer to spend their money on robotic substitutes that don’t have demands or moods and don’t leave their partners unfulfilled. BOTS never tire and they don’t let emotion get in the way of a good fuck. BOTS can satisfy a woman all night if she so wishes, pumping her dry as she claws the bed in her ecstasy. These BOTs come in a range of designs and applications. All well and good – unless you get a rogue one!
The girls were high as a kite, pumped up on the adrenalin that the Neo-Hen nights demanded. The bride had paid in advance for the three of them to be bedded by the most expensive BOTS and she had ensured that the all-holes activation option was utilized. As the trio entered the Sex-venue each of them were led away by a beautiful male BOT and they gave each other an impish smile goodbye as they went to their respective penthouse suites.
When the youngest Maid of Honour turned to her BOT chap she inserted a digital command-card into his neck and the mechanised fornication began. She was only twenty–one and so she had played ‘safe’ in her selection, opting for “no-frills deep-vaginal penetration”. The BOT then picked her up and skilfully lowered her onto the bed. He said nothing as he undressed her and as her vagina started to moisten he shed his clothes. He then entered the young woman, his penis pulsing like a throbbing weapon. The reasonably sized penis started to rhythmically pump her and her vaginal juices dripped down her inner thighs. She then experienced an extended penetration as the…”
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