The Thief by Crude

Well, there's some time since I posted something here, and frankly this is another one of my pale tries in doing quick smut.

There's more sci-fi bullshit than sex, but probably it'll push someone's buttons as mine were when writing this, and as I don't find it in other stories I write my own.

I'll probably write a conclusion. As usual, forgive my english mistakes, but don't hesitate in pointing errors, I'm sure they're there, I just dunno where.

“The plan is really simple, you know? I have a hint that'll be your easiest job,” He said, pushing his cock deeper in her pussy, bashing his sack against her. She loved it doggystyle.

“There's some details that I can't mess with in the briefing, but I'm sure I can do it with the current nanotechbots at my disposal, fuck, push it harder, I thought your implants could do better than my cyberskin dildoes...” She panted, looking at her tablet, reviewing the plan.

“Oh, so you want it hard, huh? I'll show ya, clever bitch,” He reached for his wristclock and pushed some buttons, unveiling a hologram menu. “Higher pressure”, he clicked, and the bionic implants in his organs flushed a drop of sex stimulants and first-generation nanodroids to do the hard work.

“You call that hard? My kitchen's table leg is harder than the cherry-filled muffin you're pounding me. Look, this door is always open? The key will be in the fourth locker around 3 AM? I don't need CSI catching my nanobots signature in the keyholes.” She turned around, holding the tablet while he thrusted hard inside her, pushing his swollen organ as fast as he could.

She felt good, filled up by his member but obviously putting a contractor in overload just to make her cum normally was fun and granted a tidy bonus.

“Yeah baby, I feel it, you're greasing me so hard, I can go bigger, you know?” He glanced his watch by their side in the bed, the holo-menu blinking, signaling the blood pressure limit achieved.

“Just go for it tiger, I'm almost there, oh yeah, cum inside me, fill me with you thick spooge, daddy...” She flexed her legs around his back, pushing him harder inside her, moaning like a pro.

He came, and she had a good-sized orgasm of her own, pinching her perky nipples while he throbbed good inside her.

She smiled, satisfied, and he gave her a quick peck before pulling out and throwing the thin condom is a near trashcycler to be converted.

Ten used condoms and the sperm samples granted a ten dollar gift or the corresponding amount in a discount for the room rental.

His implants were at the brink of severe damage, and so was his own body, fainting in a deep sleep hugging her, while she still examined the pad, checking her portable personal computer holomenu at her fingernails for a second to write down the sex data in a spreadsheet for her personal blog.

She could be very professional when the pay was big. And