Sex With SAM

Sex With SAM

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Genre: Erotica

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Genre: Erotica

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Summary

Better than any battery operated boyfriend (BOB), in the near future there are SAMs. Amy, a young business woman, is about to have her first experience with this new technological marvel in sexual gratification.

Summary

Better than any battery operated boyfriend (BOB), in the near future there are SAMs. Amy, a young business woman, is about to have her first experience with this new technological marvel in sexual gratification.

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Submitted: October 10, 2016

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Submitted: October 10, 2016

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Sex With SAM


The petty wars over the Middle East and Far East have ravaged the ranks of the global population in the year 2031.  Many in the Americas worried the reinstated draft into military service would force more women to enlist but the need never arose.  Instead, the world population of men diminished to sickening levels once these contests concluded.  The harsh years that came saw a drastic birth decline.  The population never recovered.  

At the dawn of 2050s, women have done it!  They’ve shattered through that glass ceiling holding them back and are equal to men in every way.  Finding a man hasn’t gotten any easier though.  All the good ones are taken and coveted with almost murderous possession!  Women are sneaker in this time, and understand all the ways to maneuver through society to accomplish their goals with ambition and success.

By 2075, so few males remain not spliced with other sorts of DNA to ensure their survival.  The strongest if born were females to live beyond the first few months.  Matters only progress to the worst ends by 2100, because millions of women fall victim to mass infertility.  

The current crisis is real for the progression of the human race in 2157.  The news is filled with lamenting religious folks pledging the end is near.  The atheists voice the same concerns but with a different platform blaming the government for their secret experiments back in 2080s, ushering forth the infertility suffered now.  In a nutshell, men...the real ones, unspliced, born of a healthy woman are an endangered species just as their revered mothers.  

On the other hand, women enjoy a renaissance of their enlightened age of superiority.  They are the power brokers in business, politics, and the home.  They run the world the men have left for them.  Moreover, their pleasures are fully under their control.  

With the expected advances in technology of the last half of 22nd century so has the sex industry exploded in the realm of virtual reality gaming and full-body immersion of role-playing.  The technological advances in sex toys particularly in the android with learnable AI floods the market.  

SAM...

Sub-animatronic Man or SAM is coined the perfect love slave in the age of equality!  SAMs are found in every home of the rich and powerful.  This is no different for Amy Benning.  Excitement fills her as she looks out of her space shuttle to a cloud-covered Earth below.  She heads up to her home away from home newly renovated.  Famed to be the premier in luxury housing at the space station Hughes, her Skytower apartment hovers with a view of what used to be Russia.  

Amy’s destination, the former science station, converted to a bustling metropolis for the elite over fifty years ago along with a few others scattered around Earth’s orbit.  At the same time, the first successful colony was established on Mars.  For the next month, this playground on Hughes Amy prefers as her choice escape. 

Everyone in her generation knows that while the moon is the very first colony settled in space about 80 years ago, it is also highly overrated.  It tailors to older generations and bores Amy.  Anyone young and on-trend comprehends the stars are the hot ticket.  Moving to the repurposed space stations maintaining orbit in the Earth’s atmosphere receives the best of both worlds.  They give spectacular views of Earth and provide great proximity to it for ease of traveling. 

Another possible vacation spot is the older-oriented moon colony where Amy was born.  Her parents still live there and would love if she could visit.  They complain of seeing so little of her as it is.  Ugh. She’d rather poke her own eyes out than suffer through a month with her parents! 

While Amy loves Mom and Mom dearly, they constantly try to match-make her with their friend’s children, which gets on her nerves.  Why is it that all anyone these days thinks about are damn babies?!  Ugh!  The last thing Amy wants or needs is a husband or wife right now.  Things at work progress on track.  She loves her job, yet even she needs some downtime.  What better way to do that than with treating herself to a new toy? 

Amy is ready to relax and enjoy the fruits of her hard labor for once.  It’s been several years since she’s experienced that.  Definitely overdue.  For weeks, she’s counted down the days especially after being informed by her e-messenger assistant that her personally designed SAM awaits her arrival in her vacay spot!

Amy walks through the apartment door only to be surprised by SAM taking her luggage from her. His green eyes sparkle at her with…life!  She's dumbfounded by how real they look when he blinks at her so human-like.  She thinks perhaps that those eyes would be like a doll, empty, colored glass, but they weren't.  SAM smiles at her stunned expression, and she gasps.  His smile looks real, too, a bit bashful, and his cheeks even blush with color.  Seriously?!

With emotion that seems friendly, he greets, "Hello, sweetheart.  Welcome home."

Something happens to her insides as her mouth drops open.  SAM wears a thin, short robe over an average body.  Amy likes looking at really buff men, but she much prefers a man who has a normal body like her own.  The creators at the shop didn't understand this, but her needs were specific.  Amy models him to look like he did in her dreams.  These things she never shared with anyone before.  Sometimes in them, she felt like another person in another place in time.  SAM was there with her.  His face and body were etched in her memory.  

"Hello, SAM," Amy manages and stumbles into the apartment.  The lights are low.  The blinds are open and the view of the stars is exquisite.  She never thinks that she will ever get used to it.  Acquiring the apartment since there was a waiting list required more than luck.  Amy uses her vast networking skills to her benefit.  She learns early to collect favors.  

One way or the other Amy usually accomplishes her goals.  It’s why she is so successful in business.  Already VP of her Entertainment division in eight years of working there is huge.  The youngest ever to accomplish that means the world to her.  Her parents are proud.  Daydreaming in her office one day, she happens to see an advert for SAM and knows along with her vacation spot that she would pay a king's ransom to have him.

"Amy?  Are you just going to stand there or will you come sit and eat?  The food is getting cold," SAM scolds after returning to her by the front door.  He retreats to the back for a moment with her bags but approaches her again empty-handed.  Amy stares at him in amazement.  He moves with cadence to his walk.  Not jerky or machine-like at all in comparison with some of the less sophisticated androids she encounters in daily life.

SAM scoops her up bridal style as if she weighs nothing.  He chuckles which makes his eyes sparkle with a bit of crinkle at the corners. Amy yelps in shock.  He gently deposits her in a chair at the glass dining room table.  It's her favorite meal of baked lemon pepper fish with steamed brown rice and sautéed vegetables.  Amy couldn't do it though.  She couldn't eat because she is too busy studying him.

"Are you not hungry?" SAM inquires as he chomps down on his salad.

Amy nods, but she couldn't look away from his eyes.  So green...

"What?" he questions as he looks down at himself.

"Take off your robe," Amy says not looking away from his eyes.  She has no idea SAMs eat.  She wonders what else is life-like about him.

His eyes…they seem to change... darken as his smile turns sexy.  Her heart flutters.  Could this be for real?  Was she getting turned on by a machine?  Well, in the next few seconds Amy would have her answer.

"Oh, Sam," she whispers when the robe drops at his feet.   Wow.   SAM was perfect in his proportion in every way she desires.  Well worth all the months of salary she pays for him.

"Do I please you, Amy?" he asks with the tilt of his head.   His smile is almost shy but not.   There is something in his eyes.   Something so ... sincere in his eagerness to please.  

"Yes.  Come closer," Amy orders smacking her lips.  Her throat is so dry, and she swallows.

SAM comes with a widening smile.  He stands next to her, looking down at his dick.  Amy touches it, astounded by how smooth the texture of his skin feels.  She slips it in her mouth shocked at his taste.  Salty.  Warm flesh.  How real!   He's growing in reaction...to her hot mouth!  But how?  Amy sucks his mushroom tip to see if she can taste any more of him.

SAM moans softly rubbing his hands through her hair.   "Oh, Amy...  Yessssss!"

Amy moans more, closing her eyes for a second.  She caresses his balls stunned by how squishy and smooth they feel.  SAM moves his pelvis against her sucking mouth. 

"Fuck!" he cries as she looks up to his face flushing with pleasure.

Amy sucks him completely in her mouth gagging on him when her nose meets his pelvic bone.   The scent of his body wash fills her nostrils with each deep inhale and tickle of his public hair.   She moans because this manly scent of him is more than she can bear.   Her head vigorously bobs on him, making him harder in her mouth.  At the last moment when she feels the build of jizz he would release, Amy snatches herself away from his cock breathing hard as she stares up at him.

"Now, SAM!  Lick my pussy now!" Amy shouts in demand.

SAM knocks their meal off the dining room table with one sweep of his arm.  It all crashes to the floor when he lifts her to the table.  Instead of unzipping her, he rips into her jumper at the crotch exposing her to him.  

"Fuck!" she cries when he kneels before her and lifts each leg out of his way gently.

SAM licks the wet folds of her flower and wiggles it in play.  He seems to be enjoying himself at least by the sounds he makes.  More moans surface from him when Amy thrusts herself into his face. 

“Yes!  More!” Amy commands, urging him on.  On he goes, faster than ever, not missing a spot to tantalize or tease.  She didn’t need to say where, he knew… Did she reveal so much of how she liked to be eaten out for creators to program her SAM for that?

No real man could do her so well, not even the ones in the brothels on Earth.  SAM’s wicked swirls go on forever.  He adds more pressure, more pleasure!  Amy’s body tingles with her shivers of desire making her cream for SAM in gushes.  He sucks up all like a vacuum.  Still he moans, eyes closed, at work on his dinner.

Her breath pants because no other toy Amy owns could do this to her.  No man could lick her so relentlessly, so impeccably each time.  Only her SAM is equipped with an AI structured to learn her every desire and perform it exactly as she likes it.  Amy drives her eager fingers through his hair that feels so soft and yanks him further along her slit. 

“Harder,” she pants with need.  “Make me cum, SAM!”  Each rock of her hips reward her the feel of his nose and chin against her bud.  Both stimulate her to come just like that.

“Ahhhh!  Right there! Riiiight... fuuucccccckkkkkk!” she exclaims rocking into his face.

Still SAM licks her with vigor sensing her climax.  He groans with delightful regularity.  Licking her clit and sucking on it repeatedly, he feels her fire off like a shooting star. 

God his tongue!  So fucking perfect!  Amy wants to continue but doesn’t because her need for something else is far greater.  Sitting up she yanks him away because she came but still SAM continues to make her cum again, the fucker!  He looks to her confused with his face creamed with her. 

“I want to taste more of your pussy, Amy.  Please?  So sweet!”  He tries to go back when Amy snatches his head away by his hair and shakes to make her point who is in charge here.  He hisses but relaxes against her hold meeting her eyes again.

“No!” Amy snaps and grits her teeth.  She couldn’t wait anymore.  If she did, she would die!  “Fuck me, SAM!  Right now!  Fuck me hard!”

Obediently with a look in his eyes that sends more trembles of desire through her, SAM presses his hard cock between her supple thighs still clad in shreds of her travel jumper.  As she orders, his first thrusts are hard.  Amy shrieks with each thrust that fills her slutty hole.  The table rocks with the power of his thrusts that are fast.  Unrelenting in force.

Amy already feels how sore her cunt is, but doesn’t care.  This kind of pounding, aching soreness she’ll take gladly until she can’t walk.  And, the way SAM thrusts deep now, feeds her newest climax… Fuck!  This is how Amy’s always wanted to be taken… screaming and out of control.  Surrounding that was the wet sound of her pussy being stretched as it strained to hold on to the hard cock fucking it so very good. 

“Fuck!  Ahhhhhhhhh!!!”

“Yes!”  The look of pure lust on his face.  Was that programing?  How could it be? 

Amy doesn’t care!  She believes he feels what she does.  Can SAM feel?  The heat in their exchange?  The desire and wanting of each other?  She so needs this release.  Has waited so long!

It is by far the best fuck she had in ages… maybe of her life.  Amy wants it always like this where she could lose it in safety.  She never found the right person and needed to rely on virtual sex games to get her off or a brothel.  Nothing like this… not until SAM.  He is the perfect sub to satisfy her every need.

Her back arches.  The back of her legs brace at his chest before they fall to either side of him.  SAM grips her waist.  Both sweat with each hard clap of their flesh faster and harder than ever.  Amy tries to hold on and stop the tide from overtaking her.  In the end, it seems pointless, and she gushes through her shivers.  With her own juices, she feels his seed expel from him with his groan of her name.

SAM collapses on her breathing as hard as she.  He rests his head between her full breasts.  Amy feels the rise and fall of his breath and his sweat against her hand.  She is amazed.  Truly amazed by this man-toy she is given.  After having this first taste of her SAM, she knows this vacation is bound to be the best ever!
 


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