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From: Don <roscoeny38@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Personal Plaything      (MF   MFF orgy)
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Date: Thu, 20 Apr 2006 14:10:01 -0400
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This story  describes sexual contact between
consenting adults(?). It is intended for the private
enjoyment of adults.   Any further distribution of the
descriptions and accounts of this story without the
express permission of the commissioner is prohibited. 
No animals were harmed in writing this story. 
Feedback is welcome.  Enjoy.

Don 


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   Jessica yelled, "Is she coming today?  I'm so excited."

   Jessica was a seven-year-old bundle of energy and curiosity.

   Her father, Jim, answered, "I think so.  We'll have to get ready for
her."

   "Where will she sleep?"

   "In my room, of course."

   "Why are we getting her, again?"

   "To keep me company at night and you company during the day."

   "Can I get my own Plaything, one day?"

   "Only when you're older.  Playthings are for adults, not for kids."

   "How old do I have to be?"

   "Most girls get their first experience with a man Plaything when they're
between fourteen and sixteen."

   "I can't wait until I'm big."

   Jim decided to get a personal Plaything when he realized that Jessica
would be living with him.  He divorced Jessica's mother when she was only
two.  Now, her mother wanted to remarry, and he wanted Jessica back. 
Although he would never do anything to hurt his daughter, he felt he could
control himself better if he had a Plaything for sexual release.  Also,
with his plays and novels finally selling, he felt he could afford it.

   He selected Heidi as his Plaything because he knew her from the brothel.
Heidi was probably not any more responsible than Jessica in terms of care,
but she could be her companion when he was out or at work.  His household
robots would actually run things.

   Playthings were people genetically engineered and trained to provide and
experience sexual pleasure.  About two thirds of Playthings were female. 
However, most Playthings were not intelligent or creative enough to perform
the technical tasks that kept society running.  Computers and robots did
almost everything.  Humans were needed just to build and program the
robots, care for the people who built robots, and provide the social,
esthetic, and spiritual services that made life worth while for everyone.
To keep society from using all its resources, strict population control was
necessary.  Playthings were the lubrication that kept the highly regulated
society moving without compromising personal liberty.

   Heidi arrived by robocar, lead by the hand by her agent, Tim.

   Tim said, "We just want to make sure everything is in order for her. 
Jim, you just have to sign here that you will take care of her and not
abuse her in any way.  She's not a slut.  She is just here to provide sex
to you and your friends, just as if she were a whore in the brothel.  I
will check back periodically to make sure you are paying into her account
and everything's okay."

   Although Playthings did not have any civil rights, agents like Tim
protected their human rights.  Heidi could retire when enough funds had
been contributed to her account over the years.  She accumulated more in
the brothel, but she wanted to become Jim's personal Plaything because she
liked him and thought the work would be less demanding than serving
numerous clients.  Most of her friends also became personal Playthings
after a few years in the brothel.

   Like most Playthings, Heidi just wore a short jacket, with nothing
underneath.  Her round breasts protruded from the gap below the collar. 
She had short blond hair, covering a round face.

   When Tim left, Jim introduced Heidi to Jessica.

   He said, "Heidi, this is my daughter.  You will respect her wishes. 
Please cover yourself with your jacket whenever she is around.  She will
usually be eating with us, and can keep you company.  Jessica, this is my
new Plaything, Heidi.  Start the dinner sequence.  I'll be out in an hour,
after I help Heidi move in."

   He then led Heidi to the bedroom.

   He said, "Heidi, you will live here with me and share my bed, just as
you did in the brothel.  Let me have your jacket."

   She removed it, revealing her naked body.

   He said, "Imagine, such a pretty woman is all mine.  I want to welcome
you in the appropriate way."

   He kissed her breasts, until they glowed.  Her nipples were like pink
cherries.  He inspected her expanded clitoris.  When he touched it, it was
as if he pressed a sex button.  She moaned and rocked her pelvis as he
rubbed it with his fingers, and then his mouth.  She secreted copious
fluids onto his lips.  Her first orgasm hit within a minute.

   When she relaxed, she said, "Do you want me to undress you, sir?"

   "Yes.  Very much."

   She undid his jump suit, and removed the rest of his clothes.  She knelt
on the floor to address his prick.  She sucked it, until it expanded into a
cylindrical pole.

   "That feels wonderful, Heidi."

   She kept up her oral activities, until he was not sure he could take any
more.

   He instructed, "Stand up and lean against the bed.  I want to welcome
you properly."

   When she did so, he positioned himself behind her.  He entered her pussy
easily.  As he pushed into her, she began panting with rising passion.  He
used her breasts as levers to control her motion.  As a Plaything, she had
no difficulty achieving orgasm, early and often.  Soon, the only sounds in
the room were the claps as his pelvis struck her buttocks, and their groans
of pleasure.  She gasped and screamed as he led her to one crisis after
another.  Only when he reached his peak, he pushed himself to the edge,
grunting as he filled her with frequent hard squirts of love.

   When he was finished, they fell onto the bed.  He was glad that as a
Plaything, she was sterile.  They lay there for several minutes, until a
robot announced that supper was ready.

   That night, Jim crawled next to Heidi's naked body.  They had sex that
night, in the morning, and every day that week.  Because of the frequent
sex, he slept better than any time in years.

   Jim especially appreciated how Heidi accommodated his whims and wishes
beyond the usual fuck.  If he wanted oral, she fastened her mouth onto his
prick like a vacuum and sucked him dry.  If he wanted anal, she would relax
her sphincter until he could penetrate her rectum.  And if he just wanted
her tits, she let him climb on top and squeeze his prick between her boobs
until he squirted over her chest.  Each time, she was able to cum at least
once, while giving him as much pleasure as possible.

   If they ran out of new positions, Jim would ask Heidi to recall
something from the brothel or they would find something in the video
computer library.  Heidi made it her task to prevent the sex from getting
boring.  Thus, they developed an intense and satisfying erotic
relationship.

   Jessica was able to accommodate sharing her father with Heidi.  A few of
her friends' parents also had Playthings.  Those who did not were envious.
She and Heidi would play games on the computer.

   Jessica asked, "What do you do with my father."

   "I'm not allowed to tell you, dear, but it is very nice."

   "Do you miss your old friends?"

   "Yes, but I can contact them by video phone.  Sir is very nice in
letting me talk to them."

   For Heidi, the best part of being a personal Plaything was the time
spent outside.  Jim would take her and Jessica to the parks and nearby
woods.  When she was in the brothel, outside visits were rare and heavily
supervised.  Heidi enjoyed running though the grass and racing Jessica
around the fields.

   One day, Jim wanted to take a longer trip.  As a professional writer, he
was more interested in nature than most men.  He took Heidi in his robocar
to the mountains.  He steered the car manually, because he was not sure he
could trust it to find the day-use campgrounds.  He had packed some lunch
and a blanket.  He also fitted Heidi with an ankle bracelet, in case she
wandered off from him and made her wear slacks so she could walk in the
woods.

   When they got to camp, Jim told Heidi to spread the blanket and set up
the camp.

   The he said, "Let's do some exploring.  But stay near me.  I don't want
you to get lost."

   Heidi was having a great time running after some squirrels.

   She screamed joyfully, "Look, sir, a bunny," and went running after it
into the woods.  But when she turned around, Jim was not there.

   When Jim found her, she was on her hands and knees, breathing heavily,
and perspiring, in an obvious panic.  He ran up to her.

   He said, "Heidi, my poor little Plaything, what happened to you?"

   She looked at him, surprised, "Oh Sir.  I thought I was lost.  I thought
I'd never see you again.  What would happen to me?"

   "You were only gone for a minute.  I found you with the ankle locator."

   She was crying, She then stood up, feeling supremely grateful.  He
helped her get up.  She leaned against him, still feeling weak.  She tried
to thank him in the only way she knew, by pressing her pelvis against him.

   He said, "Now, Heidi, you've had a bit of a fright.  Let's not do that
yet.  Let's just go back to the blanket."

   He led her back to the blanket, and served her something to eat and
drink.  She relaxed and leaned back on the ground.  Jim noticed that there
was no one else in the campgrounds.  He lay next to her to open her jacket.
]

   She sighed as he manipulated her globular boobs.  He moved to kiss them,
at first softly, and then harder.  He licked his way down her chest until
he came to her slacks.  He then untied them, to lick his way down to her
slit.  She opened her legs to give him greater access.  He pulled her
slacks off and began to kiss her clit in earnest.  She had no trouble
reaching her peak in a manner of minutes.

   She said, "Do you want me to undress you, sir?"

   "Yes, but do it slow.  I want it to last."

   She undid his one-piece suit, and then removed her own jacket.  She
placed a hand on his prick, rubbing and kissing it until it reached a full
eight inches of male power.

   She then lay back.

   She said, "I want you to fuck me, sir.  I want to feel you deep inside.
Please."

   He moved on top of her and entered her rapidly.  She moved her legs
until they were near her head, and placed them over his shoulders.  That
gave him full access to her body, she could not move herself.

   She urged, "Yes, sir.  Fuck me.  Don't hold back."

   She felt another orgasm flow though her body.  She felt as if she were a
giant clitoris, and nothing else.  She screamed as he slammed into her.

   He relaxed slightly, but he did not loose his erection.

   She urged, "Keep going, sir.  Don't stop."

   He resumed filling her up.  He mashed her body.  His prick expanded
until it was about to burst.

   He yelled, "I am going to cum, Heidi."

   "Yes.  Fill me with your cream.  Hit me hard."

   He grunted as his hit the inner reaches of her uterus with a series of
bursts.  Only then could they relax fully.  He lay on top of her for
several minutes, moving his shrinking penis inside.  He finally lay down
beside her.

   He said, "That was great, as usual.  We have to go now.  Get your
jacket, but you don't have to bother with your slacks, because we're going
right home."

   Jim set the robocar to drive home automatically.  He still felt he had
to monitor it for the first few miles to make sure it did not get lost on
strange roads.  Once it was on a normal highway, he felt he could relax. 
He moved over to Heidi and put his hand inside her jacket.  As usual, they
both enjoyed it when he fondled her tits.  She leaned back to give him
greater access.  Then she reached over to his prick.

   She asked, "Do you want to fuck me again, sir?"

   "Yes, we have half an hour with nothing else to do."

   She opened his slacks to extract his cock.  He had no difficulty
regaining his full length and stiffness.  She leaned over to kiss and suck
its energy.

   He instructed, "Take off your jacket, and then sit on me."

   She moved over to lean against him.  She eased herself down on his
hardness until she was fully impaled on him.

   He urged, "Let's take our time and make this last."

   She used her hips and knees to move over him slowly.  He resumed working
on her breasts, making them tingle.  He put another hand on her ass,
pinching it and helping her to move.  Soon, she was ready to for the
excitement to burst.

   Because Jim had already ejaculated once, he had less difficulty delaying
his pleasure.  Heidi continued to bounce on him, letting her full weight
fall on him, and then rapidly raise herself again.  His prick penetrated
even deeper than before.  He felt the pressure inside expand until it was
almost painful.  She moved faster until she reached another climax.  By
this time, Jim was ready too.  He grunted as he pushed up at her, in rhythm
with her downward movements.

   "Here I cum, Heidi," he yelled.

   The collided in mid stroke, as he exploded deep inside her pussy. They
closed their eyes so they could wallow in the feeling.

   When he opened them, he said, "Heidi, we have to get dressed.  We're
home."

   Jim eventually wrote a short story about loneliness and loss, and about
how sex can restore connection.  It was very well received.

   Later that night, Heidi sighed, as she pressed her naked body up to his.
She said, "l love being with you so much.  Please don't ever leave me.  I'd
be lost without you.  I want to stay with you forever."

   He replied, "I love being with you, too.  You can live with me until you
retire as a Plaything."

   Retirement was close enough to forever to satisfy her.  Their emotional
bond strengthened something to greater than lustful affection, if not quite
to love.

   As her guardian, Jim had a proprietary concern for Heidi.  In the months
since she arrived at his house, he did not have sex with anyone else, and
he did not let her have anyone else, either.  The conventions of having a
personal Plaything did not permit having sex with another Plaything without
the express approval of that Plaything's guardian.

   After four months together, it was the longest time Jim had been
monogamous since his divorce.  Of course, Heidi had never been monogamous
at all.  Therefore, it was with some trepidation that Jim decided to accept
an invitation to a BYOP (Bring Your Own Plaything) party, because that
meant exposing both him and Heidi to other partners.  Jim had been invited
before, but he never attended because he felt hypocritical that he would be
going just of the sex, without a Plaything of his own.  But he decided than
some variety might be good for both him and Heidi.

   A local association of writers that published stories and taught courses
gave the party.  This year, it was held at a local restaurant.  There were
eight women and seven men in the association, including Jim.  Eight female
Playthings and four male Playthings accompanied them.  Some female writers
had same sex Playthings, but male writers who prefer same sex Playthings
attended a different party.

   Jim introduced Heidi to his friends.

   A writer named Susan said, "Heidi, we're very glad to meet you.  I hear
you are the inspiration for Jim's excellent essay on loneliness and sex. 
Open your jacket so we can get a good look at you."

   When Heidi did, Susan said, "You are lovely.  Jim, perhaps later you can
show us how you use her."

   Another writer, Sam, said, "I could use her right now.  Jim, you can
have my Jasmine instead."

   Susan was the only writer who was as pretty as a Plaything.  Jasmine
stood there, naked, displaying her body.  All the Playthings were naked or
just wore a thong.  The female writers were dressed provocatively, in short
dress and open bodices, but they were at least dressed.

   Jim replied, "Maybe later.  I want to introduce Heidi to everyone
first."

   As they strolled through the restaurant, they noticed other couples and
Playthings beginning to pair off.

   Jim told Heidi, "You can do whatever you want with whomever you want,
like in the brothel, but you have to leave with me after this is over."

   She replied, "I'll some fun, but you are special."

   Many of the other writers, including two woman writers, surrounded Heidi
because she was the new girl at the party.  Even though Jim wanted to
concentrate just on Playthings, he found seven new girls at the party.  He
had difficulty filtering through the abundance of nude female flesh to make
a choice.  He strolled over to the food to consider his options.

   He noticed two female Playthings just standing there.  The dark skinned
one wore a thong but a lighter skinned one was totally naked.  He
approached them, putting a hand one each one's shoulder.  He introduced
himself.  The dark skinned Plaything said her name was Inga, while the
light one was Eva.  Eva pointed out their guardians, one with Heidi and the
other with another Plaything.

   He pulled Inga to him, kissing her.  He then did the same with Eva.  He
sat down in front of Eva to kiss her tits.  While he was doing that, Inga
fell to the ground to open his slacks and seize his penis.  He then lowered
himself onto Eva chest, until he kissed her between her legs.  Eva began to
tense up, but he did not want to bring her off yet.

   He said, "Inga, help me out of my suit, so we can enjoy each other
better.  And then you can switch places with Eva."

   When she did so, Jim lowered her thong, so he could touch her clitoris.
He kissed her clit, while Eva sucked his prick.  Soon, Inga thrust her
pelvis at him in spasmodic climax.  She was still panting, when he pulled
out of Eva's lips.

   He commanded Eva, "Lie on that bed, so I can fuck you.  Inga, you can
sit on her face."

   He inserted his penis in Eva's eager box.  She reacted immediately,
pushing up at him.  He thrust into her, while at the same time fingering
Inga.  They moved like that for a while, but Jim did not to cum like that.
Instead, he pulled out of Eva, and instructed Inga to eat her instead. 
When Inga was in position, Jim got behind her and penetrated her chocolate
lair.

   He suggested, "Let's all three cum together."

   However, the Playthings were way ahead of him.  When he realized that,
he abandoned his control, and concentrated on his own pleasure.  He pounded
Inga unmercifully until he sensed the inevitable.  His thrilling penis
poured out its contents into Inga, but he pulled out so that Eva could
sample some on her chest.

   Both Eva and Inga were satisfied that they could pleasure him so
thoroughly.  They obtained some cloth to wipe themselves.  The three then
went to the food table.

   Jim noticed two women writers going down on a male Plaything.  He was so
huge they had difficulty inserting his prick into their mouths.  Finally a
man writer offered his cock to one of them.  Although he was much smaller,
he was easier for suck and lick.  The other woman writer coaxed the male
Plaything onto a bed, raised her skirt, and lowered herself on his giant
phallus.  She grimaced, but she impaled herself on him and road him hard.
When she was finished, she climbed off and the other one used his massive
rod.  The Plaything was able to control himself until each was finished
before he found his release.

   After he had rested, Jim found himself next to Jasmine.

   She asked, "Are you still in the mood for some fun?"

   He replied, "I just had a wonderful time with Inga and Eva, but you
might be able to persuade me."

   Jasmine had dark eyes and a feline disposition.  Jim often felt put off
by such an aggressive woman, but tonight he could welcome her.  She had
perfect large oval breasts that looked as if they dripped off her body like
honey.

   She said, "Sit right here, and I'll take care of everything."

   "Only if I can play with your bodacious tits, too."

   "Some men think my tits are my best feature, but I have others."

   He sat on a couch, and she climbed up next to him.  His prick was still
flaccid, but a lick from Jasmine brought a sharp response.  As she sucked
him, he resumed his full dimensions.

   He remarked, "You have a smooth, sensuous mouth."

   She replied, "Your prick is almost as big and responsive as a
Plaything."

   She continued to suck him like a slice of ripe fruit.  He leaned back,
trying to absorb the feeling.  Every few minutes, she looked up at him,
trying to gauge her effect on his face.  He resisted the temptation to
seize her head.  Instead, he reached over to fondle and pinch her nipples.

   Finally he commanded, "Lean back.  I want to fuck your breasts."

   He placed his rod in the valley between her boobs, and pressed them down
on it.  He moved back and forth, briefly touching her lips.  She tried to
grab him with her lips, but could not quite succeed.

   She cried, "I love it if you rub and pinch my tits.  It will make me
cum."

   She pressed her body back, pulling him with her.  As he pinched her, she
launched into her biggest orgasm of the night.  He moved faster, knowing
that he was close.  His penis was stretched like a rubber pipe.  He pressed
down on her chest, squeezing her breasts against his rod.  Finally, he
released a torrent of cum, pouring it over her chest, and hitting her face.
She tried to swallow as much as she could.

   "That was yummy," she said, using her fingers to wipe up some extra.

   He climbed off her, letting her recover.

   He said, "You are a very good Plaything."

   As he looked around, some of the writers and Playthings were starting to
leave.  Jasmine's guardian came to fetch her,

   He said, "Jim, thank you for letting me try Heidi.  I hope you enjoyed
Jasmine as much as I enjoyed Heidi."

   His mention of Heidi made Jim wonder what had happened to her.  When he
found her, she was lying in a daze, covered with cum and sweat.

   He cried, "Heidi, are you all right?"

   She tried to focus on him.  "Oh sir, this was too much.  They had me
cumming so much I couldn't stand it.  I'm tired.  More men and women
surrounded me than I could count.  It was more sex than I ever had at one
time in the brothel.  I don't want to do that for a long time."

   "Don't worry.  That was just because you were the new girl at the orgy.
Next year, you won't be the new girl, so the orgy will be easier.  Now
let's just get you something to eat and drink, and then go home so you can
shower and rest."

   After that experience, Jim did not take Heidi to too many orgies. 
However, he occasionally shared her with his friends or would exchange
Playthings for a few hours.  They both enjoyed the variety.  But Heidi
always slept alone with Jim every night.  


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