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Do not allow Myron to your body. She was still sitting and wondering what kind of clouding of reason she had yesterday. And in the evening there was a disco ... who thought up? Probably the captain again ... but it was fun and interesting. The people seemed to be the same, but in contests and games they were revealed differently, brighter. It turned out that the androids in their development are also completely different. At the height of the fun, Myron appeared. And again invited her to dance. She tried to keep him at a distance, talking to him dryly and in monosyllables. Not having danced, she suddenly said that she had to go out ... and again ... just seemed to her, or was there real surprise in his eyes? She went to the toilet and washed her with cold water. Even she was afraid to admit to herself that she trivially fell in love with this gray-eyed android, and that it was for this reason that she could not bear his touch to herself. Behind his back there was a slight movement. The mirror reflected Myron, who closed the door behind him on the latch.

Stunned, Lana turned around and silently looked at him. And he came up and, winding up her hair on the arm in a businesslike manner, he pressed his lips to her lips, and then the hot lips again slid over the skin of the neck, causing an involuntary moan of pleasure. And the second hand was crushing the chest through the clothes, twisting the nipples, and then slipped down ... under the elastic of the panties. By the edge of her ear, she heard someone try to open the door, but then she disconnected again from reality. Myron's fingers were already rummaging in the wet pussy that was ready to receive him. A sharp movement ... he turned her around, his back to himself, bite his neck and bent over in one movement, holding his hair tightly around his fist, another jerk — her panties cracked and scattered into two shreds, and Myron entered her in one movement and moved, forcing him to flex, pulling his hair over himself. She screamed ... the pain and pleasure mixed in one exciting cocktail, she did not have time to do anything, not a single movement to meet, and the orgasm scattered across the body with a firework of bright sparks, shaking every cell, turning off sweetly the mind. She came to herself standing over a sterile shining sink, resting her hands on it, feeling wet between her legs, and listening to completely weak echoes of pain in her head from stretched hair. She was alone. With difficulty in bringing herself to a more decent look, she slipped out of the closet and quickly, as far as the bending legs would allow, walked into her room. On the table were roses ... Alive ... and smelled. And next to them is a full glass of red wine. She drank it in one gulp and literally fell exhausted.

Awakened her smell ... incomprehensible, but painfully pleasant. He seemed to seep into every cell of the brain, agitated and excited. She wanted to get up, but her arms and legs were fixed. Like a star she was sprawled on the bed.

A faint light illuminated the room. She raised her head: Myron sat in the corner, wearing a mask. But there was no doubt that it was him: he was sitting in his favorite pose, having bent one leg under himself. On the table burned an aromatic candle, which exuded this smell. Seeing that she raised herself, he rose from his chair and headed towards her. Lana was stunned ... for the first time, even in a dim light, she saw naked Miron. A perfectly folded male figure, a steady phallus, small balls of eggs rolling at each step, confident movements instantly brought her on alert. She cried a little from the desire and inability to stop this delusion. He grinned a little ... she could have sworn that she saw his smirk ... and then with an imperturbable air, he closed her eyes with a soft bandage and quietly spoke into her ear: "My girl! How beautiful you are, I really want you! To trembling knees ... to clouding of consciousness "..

She was silent, shocked by this confession, and only listened, feeling how her hearing had become aggravated, as each cell of the body trembled in anticipation of the adventure and prepared to absorb, feel it ...And he slowly sat between her legs and started again from the weakest point, the neck. Again, kissing, caressing lips, tongue ... And when she was brought under him, slightly moaning - that's when he also slowly began to shower the body below with kisses, something tender, weightless slipped on the nipples, stomach, causing her to delight and incredibly exciting, and now it touched her lips, fluttered on the clitoris, bringing into a frenzy. Lana groaned loudly and twitched, trying to break out of tight chains. Myron stopped, letting her catch her breath and calm down a bit, and then began the torture, exhausting, from which she wanted to stop and which she wanted to continue again and again. His tongue has been in every fold of the excited pussy, writing out intricate patterns on the clitoris, bringing it to ecstasy, stopping to plead, again and again exploding with passion, forcing the body to beat again. And at one of those moments, she felt like a smooth, swollen head touched her lips ... that she understood this head when she caught her lips in passion and began to suck violently, choking with excitement, trying not to let it go and lifting herself up at the exit of the lips ..

Incredibly ... but Miron groaned ... protractedly and like a man, he finished moaning with a roar. This was the last straw in the cup of her excitement. She arched her whole body and trembled, crying and ending on his lips, feeling how the tongue strengthened the ending, continuing to caress the head of the contracting clitoris ... the consciousness left her for a few minutes ...

Lana opened her eyes and raised herself with difficulty. Miron sat dressed in a robe near her and gently stroked her hair, peering into her face. The night light was dim, but she did not see such a steel sheen as the first time. Seeing that she came to himself, he gently kissed her lips, put a finger to his lips and almost silently slipped out the door ...

Days flew, rapidly approaching the date of arrival at the base. Lana tried not to think about it. Miron came every day, night, caught her in different places, she managed to seep into his flight control room ... and everywhere was sex, passionate, mind-blowing. What did he not invent ... but maybe he knew? But Lana did not ask herself where this experience and knowledge came from. She simply surrendered to his hands, in love and without brakes. Looks like he let the situation out of control. Passengers again began to make frequent squabbles and disassembly, but these two did not notice anything obsessed with the thirst for sex.

The alarm signal caught them in Lana’s room at the most naughty moment, but Myron found himself dressed in two seconds and jumped out into a long corridor. And then something seemed to squeeze time, crushed the weight to the bed, pressed into it and turned off the consciousness.

When Lana came to herself, the ship was buzzing somehow strained, trembling, although it continued to move forward. The loud voice of the commander ordered everyone to urgently go into the common hall. Lana quickly put on her arm and walked into the hall. All were assembled, who as dressed, anxiety flew over their heads. Myron, serious and focused, stood in the middle, and again his eyes glittered with steel brilliance. It turned out that the two girls managed to sort things out in the control room, forcing the android to let them go. The program ordered him to obey and he launched them. As a result of the fights, one of them pressed something ... Lana did not particularly listen to the technical details ... she only understood that the temporary space had collapsed, as a result of which they arrive at the base tomorrow. But during this temporary compression, the ship’s defense system was turned off and the asteroids broke through the envelope. it was necessary to go outside for repair, otherwise they may never fly. Only Miron possessed this qualification. And he appointed in case something happens to him, the commander of one of the androids. Lana listened inattentively, she only thought that her life would end tomorrow. All dispersed from the common room, and only she sat, unable to digest this news.

Myron entered with a quick step, special clothes made him even more and more menacing. He silently lifted her chin and looked into her eyes ...His eyes were pure blue and shone with love and affection. He silently turned and left the hall. And only a few minutes later, a startled Lana jumped out after him ... The exit hatch was already closed, and Miron was on a long cable outside the spacecraft. Lana went around the whole ship, looking for a porthole in which one could see him. It is not known how much time has passed, but the work was completed, and the ship stopped buzzing and shaking. But Miron did not hurry back. He pressed against the glass and looked at her, not taking his eyes off. She waved her arms, urging him to return ... he shook his head sadly. In a panic, she ran to the android, which was now for him, but he said impassively that he had no right to let him go back due to the fact that some kind of infection was raging outside, which destroys all living things. She rushed back ... tears flowed down her cheeks, she pressed herself against the porthole and said, spoke ... about her love, that she would never forget him ...

Myron stroked the porthole, as if Lana were in the face, and suddenly his lips moved: “I love you, my girl,” she read lips. She sobbed and looked into his blue eyes, they radiated so much goodness and love that she was not subject to any real man. And he collapsed ... he knew that he would not last long in this atmosphere, that the plague that all ships flying here fear is already devouring him. Buying a tear rolled down from his eyes ... Lana stretched out her arms, hugged the porthole, and only then she realized that the experiment of the famous professor, to turn the android into a man, took place with her active participation. Sobs shook her body ... but she did not know the most important thing, the fact that life began in her ... real life !!!

And he ... he cut the cable and carried it into space ... he did not want her to see him die ... he wanted her to remember him alive ...

16 comments
  • Wiki (a guest)
    January 14, 2015 5:58

    This is great! I already shed a tear! Bravo!

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  • January 17, 2015 17:17

    Thank.

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  • January 14, 2015 7:10

    10!
    Excellent fantastic story! Straight nostalgia for Isaac Asimov with his humanoid robots. The truth is that not one of them managed to humanize enough to become a father, but Tashin was able to !!!

    An alternative continuation is required: Scientists again took up the project under the code name: “Miron”, soon their aspirations were crowned with success: robots flew to all distant Worlds, including Earth, (I prefer this name more than the android) to level humanity. After about three generations, the balance was completed, and the robots quietly disappeared from human society.

    Of course, the project was classified, and a monument (not fading tride projection) of a man named Miron was erected on the planet Earth, the height of the mountain past Jomolungma (it was demolished due to lack of territory) that saved humanity.))))

    My apologies, Tasha, for an alternative continuation. But it was precisely such thoughts that were buried like bees after reading your story.))))

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  • January 17, 2015 17:20

    An interesting sequel. But my heroes have no future, that's why I finished the story.

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  • January 14, 2015 10:17

    Tasha, on all points voted "yes" and put the top ten. I am glad that in the sea of ​​delirium there is still romance. Alas, a little. Thank you for being one of those rare romantic authors. For me it is very important: otherwise there is simply nothing to read)))

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  • January 14, 2015 15:58

    I support. Great story. And thank you very much for it.

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  • January 14, 2015 20:11

    Tasha, thank you. You are just clever. I'm not a big fan of fiction, but damn it, I could not tear myself away. And in the end I wanted to cry. Of course 10.

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  • Anouk (a guest)
    January 14, 2015 23:38

    I also shed a tear)))) I really liked *))))

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  • Kristin (a guest)
    January 15, 2015 11:05

    Thank you so much.

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  • Non (a guest)
    January 15, 2015 19:25

    The scientific side of the story is absolutely crazy. To introduce a factor into the fictional universe, such as a birth deflection or a cosmic virus (sic!), Without explaining it at all - moveton. Press the button during the fight in the cabin of the spacecraft (KK) - this storyline is not even a gun, but some kind of mortar, given that:
    a) The function of protection from children and close to them in intelligence blondes are now embedded even in most televisions and washing machines.
    b) Being robots, androids (from the words andro and droid - outwardly similar to male robots) can control QC systems remotely, leaving the buttons locked, just in case. Although who in the future will generally make buttons, if they can be replaced with a much more functional touch screen, and access to the QA control will be opened after an instant retinal scan?
    c) Even modern auto pilots of unmanned aerial vehicles (UAVs) and passenger aircraft allow them to fly without (in the case of UAVs) or almost without additional control. Thus, the space transporter of the future, flying from point A to point B, does not need not only a control panel, but also a captain.
    Passengers of KK do not cause the slightest empathy, being an example of spoiled, undeveloped people with low levels of not only ordinary, but also social intelligence.
    It is impossible to get pregnant directly from the robot, although the cloned human seminal glands that produce spermatozoa with a gene code identical to the DNA donor gene code can be embedded in it.
    The plot of the story is banal, like the vast majority of the stories on this site.
    Spelling limp on both legs.
    Scenes of sex are described at an average level.
    My story rating is 3/10

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  • Non (a guest)
    January 15, 2015 19:40

    Recommendations to the author:
    The study of the handbook of spelling and style Rosenthal https://www.rosental-book.ru/
    Reading science fiction classics and high-quality modern books in this genre (quality benchmark — literary awards received by a work, for example)
    I recommend Peter Watts's "False Blindness"

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  • January 17, 2015 17:16

    Yes, I'm not torn by one shelf with the classics of science fiction. I write what I like. By the way, I fantasize ... these are MY IMAGINATIONS ... And I don’t want to fill erotic stories with scientific content. This site is so sex and porn stories ... if that, I remind you. As for the spelling, I will argue ... show spelling errors ... I am a teacher by education with a higher education and a great experience in school. Maybe a few typos or typos ... And I'm very good friends with spelling.

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  • Non (a guest)
    January 20, 2015 15:34

    The scientific content of the text is not equal to its scientific accuracy. I will give an example: the description of the laser operation, the pumping in it, the source of energy, the focusing system - this is the scientific content. It is not obliged to be in the work. But the author at the same time, if he undertook to describe the scene using a laser in battle, he should know that the laser beam is not visible from the side, and it is impossible to reflect it in practice with a mirror. And if the product laser beams are visible from the side and can be reflected by simple mirrors - this is called scientific unreliability. It rather worsens the attitude to the work of those who are able to notice it, so it is desirable to avoid it. All-spreading infection in interstellar space, unreasonable significant birth rate distortions, different on different planets, the presence of a future archaic remote control without the possibility of blocking on a cyborg-controlled ship of the future - all this without author's explanation is perceived as something anti-scientific, created,to be a crutch on which a limping plot will rest.

    I used the word spelling in a broad sense, as synonymous with literacy. Spelling in the narrow sense, that is, spelling of words, everything is fine here. You have trouble with styling, punctuation and building sentences. Critical abuse of dots and fanfics style written by one of your students.

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  • February 4, 2015 10:32

    It's amazing what such a science-enlightened person does on such a site. Have you ever heard of the author's style? The fact that the author can put ellipsis where you wish? Maybe you just did not understand the meaning of what I wanted to say? The causes of the dot set? And once again for you I will repeat: yes, my story is ANTINAURAL, my goal is a description of relationships, sex, and not proof of the scientific nature of the experiment, the construction of the ship and other scientific problems, I do not write for Science and Life. This is my fantasy, a fairy tale ... After all, nobody in the fairy tale explains to you the principle of operation of Baba Yaga's stupa? Let me remind you again, this is a porn site and sex-stories ...

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  • January 25, 2015 16:55

    The story on the full 10-ku. Loved it. Everything is beautiful, with meaning, therefore, in such details as remotes with buttons and space infection, you don’t think much about it. The main thing is that you start to empathize with the main character, by the way, which is very realistic. Scenes of sex - right to the point, what you need in a romantic style. Therefore, you should not pay attention to every bore, keep up the good work. I will be happy to read.

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  • Gunnhilda (a guest)
    October 30, 2016 5:00 pm

    In spite of everything, I liked it. Of course I would like to have a good end, but ... many wonderful works are tragically finished. Please write esche.)

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