Machine Sex Novels & Stories

My heart raced, each beat echoing in my ears as Damien guided me toward the stage. The space transformed as we approached, the lights dimming further to cast a spotlight on the stage. I looked around a bit before my eyes landed on something that was on the corner and I let out a small gasp as goosebumps spread across my body. There were four smaller viewing rooms with glass walls with couples inside having sex in threes and fours. It was a mating of hard cocks claiming the women’s pliable bodies. Some were getting nailed by two men at the same time. The ecstasy on their faces, vivid and stark.

The stench of sex filled the air, and there were so many couples fucking themselves in the dim little arena while others watched. I gasped when I saw a lady on her knees, getting rammed from the back while another man had his dick lodged deep in her throat. "That's not... That's not right," I mumbled, pressing my thighs together when the ache between my legs grew stronger. I got led to a bench where we could see everything else happening

Her partner reaches up with one hand, grabbing her tit and squeezing, his thumb teasing the point as she keeps up her breakneck pace. Again, that curious warmth begins to build deep within my core, and I glance at another woman laying over a chase, her ass up, her chest down, her legs spread so wide I can see past the man shoving himself inside her. He’s holding a camera and the image of his cock sliding into her very wet center is displayed on a screen where several people watch. Some of the watchers touch themselves, some are being serviced by others, some have people sitting in their laps both sexually and nonsexually, but everyone seems intent on what they’re seeing and doing.

The angle made me cry out in pleasure. Chloe moved to straddle my face. I eagerly licked her pussy while Derrick railed me. Marcus stood beside us, stroking his cock, occasionally pushing it into Chloe’s mouth. The room was filled with the wet sounds of sex, skin slapping skin, moans, dirty talk, and the occasional squirt. “Switch,” Jax called out after a while. They rearranged like a well-practiced dance. I ended up riding Liam on the couch while Sophia sat on his face. Elena was between Derrick and Marcus, sucking one cock while the other fucked her from behind. Chloe was on her back on the floor, Jax between her legs, fucking her slow and deep.

The audio turn loud through the boardroom speakers before victor could do anything, a loud, gasp that made every single person in the room freeze in absolute horror. It wasn't just any sex clip. It was an explicit, raw sex clip of Victor and my Aunt Marissa. The camera angle was crystal clear, capturing the two of them tangled together on the desk inside Victor’s private office. On the massive screen, Victor’s face was fully visible, twisted with pleasure as his hands gripped Marissa’s waist, driving into her from behind while her back was arched against the glass table. Her expensive silk blouse torn open at the front, exposing her breast, her skirt pushed up past her hips. Her hands were c

Alex whispered, his body trembling with a mixture of fear and anticipation. Marcus pressed another button on the remote. The machine sprang to life, the dildo sliding into Alex's tight hole in a slow, deep thrust. Alex cried out, his body arching against his restraints. The machine was relentless, its rhythm steady and unforgiving. It fucked him with a mechanical precision that was both terrifying and incredibly arousing. Marcus circled him, his camera clicking, capturing every angle, every moment of Alex's degradation and pleasure. He would occasionally reach out and pinch Alex's nipples, or stroke his cock, pushing him closer to the edge, only to pull back at the last second.

SEX ACADEMY 2: MY INITIATION. At least a dozen guys were tangled together in every configuration imaginable. The air was thick with the heavy scent of sweat, cum, and lube. Low moans and wet slapping sounds filled the space. On the big sectional couch, a muscular guy was getting railed doggy-style by two others, one in his mouth and one pounding his ass, spit-roasted and loving it.

What could it be? “What is this? I shouted imme diately I entered Caroline's room, met them both naked on the bed having sex.

His breathing grew ragged. Sara reached between her own legs with her free hand. She was still soaked from her orgasm and the constant arousal. She rubbed her clit in circles while she sucked him, chasing another release. The dual sensation made her moan around his cock. The vibrations made him curse under his breath. He watched her the whole time, eyes half-lidded. “That’s it. Touch yourself while you suck my cock.” The dirty words sent another thrill through her. She rubbed her clit faster. Her second orgasm hit her while she had him deep in her mouth. She whimpered around his length as her body shook again. Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs.

He hadn’t spoken to Douglas in years, but that hadn’t seemed to bother his old friend. They’d talked for quite some time about Rowena and her situation. Douglas had convinced him to trust that she knew what she needed and had recommended ‘Healing Sex: The Right Approach to Healing Sexual Trauma’ a book that encourages women recovering from sexual abuse to live a normal sexual life again and teaches them how to say ‘yes’ to their own sexual desires and on their own terms. He’d bought it immediately and had been racing through it, trying to nail down a game plan before contacting Rowena. There was no doubt… He’d be consulting it frequently and he wasn’t even halfway through.