1. All Girls Want a Pony


    Date: 8/6/2015, Categories: Science-Fiction, Consensual Sex, Female/Female, Oral Sex, Toys, Author: Perv Otaku, Rating: 79.2, Source: sexstories.com

    to come back and do it a second time. I couldn't keep myself from checking the info page for the brothel. All the girls were available for sessions with men, women, and even couples. The rates seemed high, but nothing I couldn't afford. God, was I actually contemplating that? The following night I swore to myself I wouldn't go near the brothel page. After half an hour of laying in bed unable to fall asleep, and another half hour fingering and rubbing myself and unable to cum, I gave in and pulled Spectra's page up just to get some relief. I couldn't get her out of my head, even during the day now. I started rushing home at the end of the workday so I could look upon her and bring myself off. This couldn't go on. Something had to happen. I went to the brothel in person. I told myself I wouldn't go in, and knew that was a lie. The woman behind the front desk was surprisingly human, older and a little overweight. The owner, maybe? A madam for the modern age. She looked up and smiled as I entered, then said, "Hello there, welcome. Can I interest you in some time with one of our bioroids? We have a wide selection of very lovely girls, and some male models also." "I... uh... I was looking, I mean I saw... Spectra..." I stammered out, making a complete ass of myself. "Why certainly, I'll call her out for you," the woman replied, and tapped out some commands on her terminal. "Uh, no, that's okay, you don't have to that. I, uh, think I made a mistake coming here..." I mumbled, while ...
    slowly backing towards the door. Then she was there, Spectra in front of me, as naked and as glorious as in her profile images. My knees turned to jelly and my panties were suddenly soaked. She walked towards me, saying, "Hello Princess, are you here to see me?" and put her hand on my cheek. My breath caught in my throat. A few moments passed, and then my head nodded vigorously, all on its own, like an unconscious reflex action. Spectra smiled, and then bowed her head and raised her other arm in a faux curtsey. "I am honored, Princess. Are we ready to go?" said asked, directed at the madam, or receptionist, whoever she was. "Not quite, dear," the woman replied. Spectra reached into my purse, pulled out my mobi, and held it up. It had already linked to the local system, processed the transaction, and was displaying the payment confirmation screen. I barely even noticed my arm reaching up, my finger hitting the approval button. She smiled, set it to ignore incoming calls and messages, and dropped it back into my purse. Then she took me by the hand, and said, "Come with me, Princess." I followed her deeper into the brothel, past various rooms with various sounds of pleasure emanating from them. She opened a door and led me inside. This room was decorated like a bedroom owned by somebody wealthy, like you'd find in a mansion. Or a castle. She pulled me to the bed and we both sat down. She leaned in close to me, with her hand on the back of my head. Somehow reality finally kicked ...
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