Mech Touch Novels & Stories

She jerked her head in his direction and saw he was still catching his breath and his eyes were droopy like he wanted to sleep. Alita walked to the door and pressed a button to lock it. The doors were designed in a way that only the person that pressed the button that jams it from the inside could unlock it -fingerprint recognition made it so. Benson was perplexed as he watched her walk back after jamming the door. She went on her knees and took his cock in her hands and guided it to her mouth. He yelped as her tongue touched his head. He was very sensitive to all they had done. His face lit up with surprise and pleasure altogether.

Don't forget the hand that he put in his pants pocket to control it via the remote. "Stop it!" Camella whispered. Instead of stopping the thing, Alland pressed it into hard mode, making it vibrate violently. Camella bit her lower lip holding back a sigh, her hands already gripping the bag in her lap. A few minutes passed, Alland didn't turn off the object, he just looked at Camella with a grin. While Camella was desperately holding herself back.

"T-touch me. Do it. Please." I pinch her nipple. Gardenia arches her back, groaning low in her throat, and then I'm cupping her breast, kneading it and weighing it in my palm. Fuck. One touch won't be enough. One taste won't be enough. Any foolish notion I had that this could happen just once, that we could simply get it out of our systems–it melts away into the heated air.

Ace seems to enjoy the sparks erupting at our touch as much as his wolf and I wait just until the sparks start stinging to move my hand back away. “Maybe we can try to breed the first offspring without you touching me. I seem to be able to touch you,” I offer, getting him to crack up. “You are insane. Do you want to torture me? How do you expect me to fuck you without touching you? I wouldn’t stand the chance as my fingers are itching to touch you now, imagine if I am inside you.” He leans closer, lowering his voice to a whisper. “It’s unbearable if I can’t grab you to hold you firmly to be connected with you as much as possible. I want you all over me, every inch of our skins should be touc

Gale-force winds and torrential rain battered the flight deck, but inside the drop bay, the atmosphere was suffocatingly tense. Three mechs stood at the edge of the open bay doors. Two were the new Mark VII "Vanguard" Twin Mechs, their sleek, aerodynamic chassis pulsing with a ghostly cyan nanolaminate glow. Behind them stood Jack in his heavily upgraded Mark VI Defender mech, looking like a walking fortress.

Her toes curled at the overwhelming sensation—it was too much. "Raven...please..." "I'm not done yet, my love," he whispered and kissed her belly button. Then his mouth found its way into her pussy, licking it. "Ohh, Raven!" Brienne moaned. She doesn't know where to turn her head because of the feeling. Raven slid a finger inside her, moving slowly at first, teasing her with each deliberate thrust. Brienne gasped, her body tensing at the sensation before melting into pleasure. "I'm...almost there..." she said. A soft groan escaped her lips, followed by a breathless moan as he curled his finger, finding the spot that made her tremble. Her hands gripped his shoulders, nails digging in slightly

His hand slipped boldly into my pants, fingers wrapping around my cock, despite everything — the shame, the fear, the soreness — I hardened instantly under his touch. I hated how easily my body betrayed me,damn it Why does his touch feel so good?. Jayden pulled back just enough to speak, his voice calm and dangerously intimate against my ear. “My good boy… I want to fuck you so bad, so hard that the only thing you can think about is me, the only name on your lips will be mine.” I turned my face to the side, trying to hide how flushed I had become. Deep down, a forbidden thrill ran through me at his words,I wasn’t supposed to like this,i wasn’t supposed to want it.

Could there be a much simpler way to be able to do all these normal things without me being triggered, or would it help me stop myself from these habits that I’ve created to help me cope through the day? One of the coping mechanisms that I have developed recently is by pinching my arm I am trying to keep my mind focused and I realized now that I’ve been doing this since I got up and that I'm going to have a bruise by the end of the day. I saw the clock hitting seven so I finally stepped out of my room and made my way to the living room to look for my backpack wanting to make sure that I have everything that I’ll need. My mind was racing from one thought to another wondering how I’ll last thr

The noise stopped in my head but one question popped up, why did the girl sit behind me where there were so many vacant chairs inside? The question faded when I realized that was not my concern. So, I went back to reading until such time I finished doing my research. When I was done, I gathered all the books I took, I even fixed my jacket. When I was about to bring them back to the shelves, I stood up and carried them when accidently, the girl and I bumped to each other. So, technically, he touched me, I touched her. Due to excessive fear combined with surprise, I froze like I was under a spell wherein I was motionless. I could not even breathe; the fact that we touched each other, for sure,