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The Prototype    (21st century erotica)

Welcome to....Master Creation Laboratories......
Today you will build....Your Fantasy......

Sit....your eyes will adjust...to the candlelight...
this gets your imagination to join the party...
Yes...that semi sweet smell in the air Is pheromones....
we thought it would Enhance your lustful creative juices.

Relax...and unwind...
completely
clear
your
mind...
Now
Lets focus on your Prototype...

Hair, Face, Eyes...yes ...chest...broad shoulders
and thighs..hmmm I believe that this is right
now enjoy your ride.

Engaging Mental Projection Screen...
Feels like a dream as I smell musk and cream
surrounding me laid back in this chair feels
like the air is full of electricity

I hear his voice next- to in- to me like
my prototype is speaking inside of me
I reach out as if he's standing  in front of me
I feel muscled flesh upon bone ....and its toned
How can this be? As I breathe deep and excitedly
As He....
exits from the Mental Projection Screen Into me
I feel his touch .... completely
fingers long... thick and strong they begin to soothe me...

  Now....just...let...go...
Let your Prototype take control...its alright
This experience is coming from your mind
As he whispers in my ear "baby ....take your time"
" I am here....to please you"
As my panties instantly get wet
I have a sense of DeJa Vu...
as I feel the
 heat from him near my skin
I open my mind and let him find his self within...
The folds of me...
as I am gripped with triple whips of electricity
moving through my entire frame...
I arch my back as I am tempted to moan out his name...
" Call me,what you will" he says as if he has always known me
Then he sucks the nape of my neck...
That's the "sweet spot" that allows him to own me
Now...we are moving into ....the meshing process
allow yourself to be...Swept away....

Somehow from this chair I feel as if my skin
is completely bare as the room I'm in
disappears...as if it was never there
 And his image evolves into my view
as he licks his fingers still covered with my dew
 As he beckons to me...
To visualize him entering me...
as if by osmosis I feel him
Moving rhythmiclly
ebbing and flowing inside of me
His voice is guiding me into a cyber
version of hide and seek...
as he liquifies me and makes me weak
As Climax after climax makes me seek
I feel as though I am floating into thin air
With his strong arms touching me
everywhere...still in a state of shock
as my prototype begins to slowly rock
still feeling him inside...
somehow
I feel his perfect body slide down my frame
kissing my stomach then my navel, then my
feminine feline mane...
He says..."Your ultimate pleasure, has not yet been reached"
Now I lay back and let this fine specimen teach...
As he begins to lick and suck my bud between his virtual teeth
Never before have I experienced such ecstasy....
As he showers my womanhood with his tongue lashing generosity
I wonder " How could he possibly"....
and he answered my thoughts by saying
"Because, this is what you want from me"
As he quickens his pace I arch my back and plunge
my love into his perfect face
grabbing him by his perfect ears
I feel my whole body vibrating
while he continues to play this harmonious song
upon my flesh....
I collapse from the pleasure....
 Creation Complete...you have now meshed
As I open my eyes
He is standing before me...
Designed by my mind...
to do nothing but please...
and adore me.....
Written by Firebyrd
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