Ai That Can Write Erotica Novels & Stories

My Depraved AI (1) I stared at the sleek black crate in the middle of my living room, my heart racing with a mix of nerves and forbidden excitement. After months of coding in isolation, I had finally done it. I have acquired the forbidden firmware patch and installed the illegal sentient core into my new hyper-realistic companion. There would be no more lonely nights spent tweaking algorithms or craving touch that never came. Tonight, he will wake up for me.

but instead she rubbed her gigantic tits on his face, and stroked his cock at the same time. She created perfect sensual friction that caused Light to close his eyes, stand still, and let himself be pleasantly tortured. Lexi inhaled as much sexual energy as she could from Light from this action. Many centuries of practice had enlightened her on the fact that this was the quickest method to make a straight man cum. The sexual energy emanated from humans produces testosterone in Sex Demons. That was why Lexi and her husbands preferred to consume the sexual energies of attractive and freaky humans only. Where can you find those? Of course, on the dark web.

Because if that didn’t work, I honestly didn’t know what I was going to do. Every single plan I had for my future hinged on this—on getting my degree, on finishing my capstone, and on proving to the publishing board that I had range. That I could write more than tearjerker love stories about messy women and reformed bad boys. This erotica submission had to be hot, authentic, believable. Problem? I’d never written erotica before. Or, you know, done much that qualified. It wasn’t like I needed the job to pay the rent. I’d taken on accounting originally for the security, the structure. It wasn’t glamorous, and I’d never be filthy rich, but it would never vanish on me. Death and taxes, right? Ol

Still, doubt creeps in as I focus on her eyes, “Is this the right thing for you though?” She looks at me for a long minute, before finding my hand and leading it down her body. Her boobs, soft and perky, her flat stomach, and finally deeper. Past her panties and I feel her wetness. My hand is soaked, and she groans when my hand comes into contact with her dripping pussy. The sound is so sexy, so raw. “Just from that kiss, my love. We can talk about whether it's right tomorrow.” I don't need any other confirmation. I grab her.

God, I was pathetic. Kai (or whoever the hell was texting me tonight) had been edging me for three straight days with nothing but filthy messages. No release. Just “slow circles on that pretty clit, baby, but don’t you dare cum” followed two hours later by “three fingers deep, fuck yourself like I would, then stop right there you greedy little whore.” My pussy was so swollen it hurt to even look at. I’d finally snapped. My right hand moved in lazy, torturous circles around my clit, slick as hell from the hour I’d already been teasing myself.

“Anyone looking up will see you getting fucked.” The thrill hit me even though it wasn’t real. He pushed my dress up and entered me from behind. His thrusts were deep and powerful. The elevator moved as he fucked me, adding to the sensation. “Such a dirty girl,” he growled in my ear. “Letting an AI use your body like this. Your pussy is dripping down your thighs.” “Harder, Sir,” I begged. “Fuck me like you own me.” Kai gripped my hair and slammed into me. The glass vibrated with each thrust. I came hard, moaning loudly. He followed soon after, filling me.

He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen. The thought made my nipples, still exposed in the cool air, tighten again. I hadn’t had dirty thoughts about a man other than Nathan. I certainly hadn’t ever had phone sex with anyone besides him. I felt both aroused and ashamed.

“Edward, who the hell in this world wouldn’t know about the Great Damon Furlord? Perhaps she came from a different planet!” Edward held back his laughter. Despite being the most well-known self-made CEO in the country, the immature side of his boss hasn’t changed even a bit. “Get her, Edward.” Damon looked at him with sharp eyes. “Get that woman and bring her to me!” The old assistant nodded. “Very well, Mr. Furlord. I’ll bring her to you as soon as I was able to find her.” He said then warded off the office. As soon as the door closed, Damon sank down on his swivel chair, massaging his temples. His eyes found the iPad once more which made him feel insulted again. Who the hell is that woman

Judging from her face and appearance, this woman does not look like an entertainer, a classy woman, but very sexy. "Are you sure?" "Why not?" "I'll be rude if I'm so excited" Aiden said. Meanwhile the woman continued to caress him as if she couldn't wait to be eaten. "I will not refuse, Mr Supernova. Do what you want to do!" "All right, if that's what you want!" That's how the opening of the story which is said to be very popular, Aiden who reads it seriously can't believe that the author of the story provokes the reader by bringing up erotic scenes at the beginning of the story.

I soothed, rubbing the spot that was already turning pink from the smack. One thing I loved about Sera was that she had a very generous butt and it was so fuckable and I couldn't wait to enter her for behind. Now, since I had worked on her pussy and she had cum once, it was time I made her scream with pleasure by abusing her ass hole or like I loved to call it, chrysanthemum. I squeezed out a generous amount of lube on the woman's ass especially that tight chrysanthemum that was calling out to me.