His eyes pierced through her, wanting, longing, like a ravenous beast with sights set on delicious prey. The slick skin between her thighs quivered at his touch, body weak against his strong masculine form. Pushing between her thighs his member felt like hot iron, bulging, throbbing at her gates.

Offloading your thinking and sense of agency to an ephemeral machine that exists to extract more value from the common person, to water down human experience and creativity is a disservice to yourself and society.

“ai” or rather LLMs is not the same as the advent of the personal computer which assisted or augmented the person by providing a new medium to outlet their natural creativity, to share data and to develop tools to better humanity.

Each wave felt like a fierce current flowing through her body, emptying and filling her, leaving her uncontrollably quivering. Slowly she caught her breath, turning on her side the slick wetness rubbed against her clit bringing gentle after shocks as she tried to close her eyes. [8]

She felt herself pulled open at both ends giving into the pleasure and taste of her sweet fluid. The incessant hand finally giving her the reward she craved, a reward that would only make her hungrier. Her back arched in response, shock after shock of sudden overwhelming pleasure totaled her. [7]

Her panting grew stronger with each curl of the finger inside her throbbing pleasure. She groaned as the hand pressed deeply and then suddenly pulled out, in unison both swapping their duties. Her wet fingers demanding entrance at her lips as she worked her way back inside. [6]

Reaching its delicious target, the hand slid into her mouth, in response she sucked the fingers that caressed her so tenderly. The sweet juice of her merciless toying trickled down her pussy as her fingers found the tight entrance. A sudden gasp, covered fiercely by the hand at her lips. [5]

Another hand finding its way across her breasts found nipples firming, responding to the touch. Soft pulls and pinches made her body tense and stutter. The venturing hand slid up and around her neck, gently squeezing as her held moans fought to escape her soft lips. She panted, wishing, begging. [4]

Her hand slowly slid down past the band of her underwear, finding her silken lips swelled with wet pleasure. She imagined a foreign hand, caressing her passion, tending the fire burning inside her. With each teasingly slow circling of her slick clit, shocks of pleasure coursed through her. [3]

Yet at night when her mind slowly wound down, away from the tendrils of her research, body swaddled by the soft embrace of the bed, she couldn’t help but crave the company of another who shared her needs. Needs she could only handle so far, which demanded release with each throb. [2]

Oddly she couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen another human. Her research group had been stationed deep in recesses of the Xzysh galaxy as part of a Sophyarin joint initiative into early life formation on remote worlds. Had it been weeks, months, longer? The work absorbed her entirely. [1]

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