hundred-dollar bills.
We kissed hungrily, eager for real-life consummation that we’d never had. I pushed her towards the living room and onto the couch.
My hands cupped her breasts and I kissed them, eager to touch and taste her. It wasn’t hard to liberate her of her minidress and me from my jeans.
“Sit there,” I instructed her and she sat on one of my plush velvet chairs. Her beauty filled the room, her soft, supple flesh, her flashing green eyes, her lovely soft smells enticing me to madness. I spread her legs and pressed my face into her soft, perfumed pussy. My tongue explored her, gently at first, and then my licks grew more urgent as my excitement grew. I slid my fingers into her, sucking on her clit while fucking her with my hand. My beauty squirmed and wriggled under my touch.
“Ooo, that’s so wonderful.” She sighed. “More…”
Under her guidance, my tongue danced and my fingers stroked her until she was shivering and quivering towards climax. I pushed her G-spot and as she came, she flooded me with her slick, sweet juices. I eagerly caught her ejaculate, licking harder and faster, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm.
Finally, I pulled away from her with a grin. She laughed and stroked my hair.
“You were magnificent.” She moaned. “I think I’m going to enjoy my time here.”
Specimen 3
Specimen 3 is fussy. I realize it takes great energy to be a goddess, but her constant demands for beauty products and fancy clothes is new to me. I comply by taking her on shopping trips. She’s a princess, true and true.
She tastes so delicious, and she likes to taste me too.
After she had been with me for a week, I set about programming her. She is light and easy and seemed to be ready to integrate after about six days.
Journal
I introduced Specimen 3 to the men. At first, they kept looking at me as if this was some sort of test they were going to fail. They both knew by now not to say or do anything to alarm Specimen 3.
We sat in the dining hall. Specimen 1 lifted his glass.
“Welcome to our family,” Specimen 1 said.
“Thank you,” Specimen 3 said, warily looking at Specimens 1 and 2. “I think I’m going to like it here.”
After dinner, we all went to Specimen 1’s room to watch TV and spent the night rolling around with each other. The men took turns fucking her at my insistence. She enjoyed every inch of their large, enthusiastic cocks, begging for more.
We must have spent hours fucking and sucking each other. Everyone got along magnificently. I was very pleased with the combination of beauty, brains and brawn.
Specimen 1
We had what I thought was a whirlwind afternoon. There was a press conference held at the university where reporters of all kinds came to interview Scott Gravenhurst about his newest book. The place was crawling with reporters, Specimen 1 constantly posing for cameras from the minute we arrived at the campus until we hailed a taxi just to escape from them.
There had been a question-and-answer period and about four hours where several different reporters in various mediums interviewed him.
There was so much fuss about this budding young star and the world was holding its breath in anticipation of the novel he had delivered. This was a straight-to-print literary genre book, one of the rare combinations that either sailed high above every other one or sank like a rock in the quicksand of elitism.
Specimen 1 was in his glory, charisma kicked into high gear as he performed with the charm and vitality that had originally attracted me. He occasionally glanced over to me, always a look of panic until he found me and his gazed locked with mine. Then he would seemingly relax and fall back into the rhythm of promoting.
Once we were home behind closed doors, things changed. I had thought that we could have a nice late-night drink to celebrate the parties and interviews, but instead he grew sullen.
“I don’t want to speak with you right
We kissed hungrily, eager for real-life consummation that we’d never had. I pushed her towards the living room and onto the couch.
My hands cupped her breasts and I kissed them, eager to touch and taste her. It wasn’t hard to liberate her of her minidress and me from my jeans.
“Sit there,” I instructed her and she sat on one of my plush velvet chairs. Her beauty filled the room, her soft, supple flesh, her flashing green eyes, her lovely soft smells enticing me to madness. I spread her legs and pressed my face into her soft, perfumed pussy. My tongue explored her, gently at first, and then my licks grew more urgent as my excitement grew. I slid my fingers into her, sucking on her clit while fucking her with my hand. My beauty squirmed and wriggled under my touch.
“Ooo, that’s so wonderful.” She sighed. “More…”
Under her guidance, my tongue danced and my fingers stroked her until she was shivering and quivering towards climax. I pushed her G-spot and as she came, she flooded me with her slick, sweet juices. I eagerly caught her ejaculate, licking harder and faster, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm.
Finally, I pulled away from her with a grin. She laughed and stroked my hair.
“You were magnificent.” She moaned. “I think I’m going to enjoy my time here.”
Specimen 3
Specimen 3 is fussy. I realize it takes great energy to be a goddess, but her constant demands for beauty products and fancy clothes is new to me. I comply by taking her on shopping trips. She’s a princess, true and true.
She tastes so delicious, and she likes to taste me too.
After she had been with me for a week, I set about programming her. She is light and easy and seemed to be ready to integrate after about six days.
Journal
I introduced Specimen 3 to the men. At first, they kept looking at me as if this was some sort of test they were going to fail. They both knew by now not to say or do anything to alarm Specimen 3.
We sat in the dining hall. Specimen 1 lifted his glass.
“Welcome to our family,” Specimen 1 said.
“Thank you,” Specimen 3 said, warily looking at Specimens 1 and 2. “I think I’m going to like it here.”
After dinner, we all went to Specimen 1’s room to watch TV and spent the night rolling around with each other. The men took turns fucking her at my insistence. She enjoyed every inch of their large, enthusiastic cocks, begging for more.
We must have spent hours fucking and sucking each other. Everyone got along magnificently. I was very pleased with the combination of beauty, brains and brawn.
Specimen 1
We had what I thought was a whirlwind afternoon. There was a press conference held at the university where reporters of all kinds came to interview Scott Gravenhurst about his newest book. The place was crawling with reporters, Specimen 1 constantly posing for cameras from the minute we arrived at the campus until we hailed a taxi just to escape from them.
There had been a question-and-answer period and about four hours where several different reporters in various mediums interviewed him.
There was so much fuss about this budding young star and the world was holding its breath in anticipation of the novel he had delivered. This was a straight-to-print literary genre book, one of the rare combinations that either sailed high above every other one or sank like a rock in the quicksand of elitism.
Specimen 1 was in his glory, charisma kicked into high gear as he performed with the charm and vitality that had originally attracted me. He occasionally glanced over to me, always a look of panic until he found me and his gazed locked with mine. Then he would seemingly relax and fall back into the rhythm of promoting.
Once we were home behind closed doors, things changed. I had thought that we could have a nice late-night drink to celebrate the parties and interviews, but instead he grew sullen.
“I don’t want to speak with you right
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