It's time.

Chloe was on all fours and I was kneeling behind her. She was moaning softly. I reached down and guided the tip of my manhood to her eager slit, eliciting a small grunt of pleasure.

I placed both hands on her hips and thrust as hard as I could. I felt the dull pain of friction give way to the soft, throbbing embrace of her opening as she gave a small cry and lurched forward slightly. "You like that?" I asked, pulling out briefly. Her meager and thoughtless response died in her throat as I pumped again, replaced by a soft gurgle.

I began to pump rhythmically into her, feeling the initial harsh resistance give way to a tight, pliant grip around my cock. For her part, Chloe was silent, barely keeping rhythm with me. She was panting slightly. As we picked up speed, I could see her dangling breasts moving and realized that it probably hurt. She just didn't have the wherewithal to do anything about it.

I paused and she kept weakly thrusting herself back into me. "Chloe?" I asked. She responded with a dull grunt. "How do you feel?"

"Mmmm... more..." She formed the words with great effort. She had stopped thrusting and was still.

"Are you feeling any pain?"

"Boobs hurt. Pussy hurts."

I grabbed her by the waist and flipped her over onto her back. She gave no resistance and stared at the ceiling slackly, breathing hard.

"Chloe, do you want me to continue?"

She closed her eyes. "Yeahhh." She bit her lower lip. "Mmm. Yeah."

I lay down beside her. "Do you remember what we talked about earlier? About the sex?"

She stared into space for a long moment. Finally she responded. "What?"

"I said I wanted more than a sex doll, I wanted real sex. Do you think you could be a little more... interactive for me?" When she didn't respond after a second, I gave a command. "Chloe, get on top of me."

She clumsily clambered onto me and lay prone with her expressionless face inches from mine. "Chloe, get into a cowgirl position."

She maneuvered herself into place and drew in a sharp breath as she felt my still-hard member press against her. "Good. Now reach down and guide my cock into your pussy." She did as I said, her face taking on a vacant arousal as though she was having a sex dream. I felt myself enter her again, much more easily this time. "Now pump."

I could see the conflict between her horniness and her lassitude written across her body. She slowly began to grind against me. I helped by matching her rhythm. She very gradually picked up speed, closing her eyes and leaning back. I reached one hand up to cup her breast and placed the other on the small of her back. As I firmly pressed her into me, I lightly circled her areola with my finger.

As we moved against each other, I could see beads of sweat forming on her brow. I reached up and grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her down to me. Feeling her warm body pressed against mine, I put my lips to hers. To my disappointment, she made no attempt to reciprocate. Without stopping our motion, I broke the kiss off and spoke. "Chloe, that was the worst kiss I've ever had."

She gave no response, her eyes still closed. "Chloe, open your eyes and look at me." She did so, but there was no light of recognition or emotion in them. "Kiss me like you mean it."

She awkwardly attacked my mouth, both passionate and sluggish. As she did so, our rhythm began to speed up. At this point I was doing most of the work, but I didn't mind. We broke the kiss and I commanded her again. "Kiss my neck and chest. Do it right."

She began to work her way down my neck sloppily. I almost felt bad for putting her through her paces like this, but it was what she wanted. I grabbed her ass with both hands and sped up my thrusting as she rubbed her face into my chest.

I could feel the crescendo coming for both of us. I pulled her back up and embraced her, planting kisses along her left shoulder as he head hung limply over mine. I put a hand on her back and squeezed her into me as she groaned with pleasure.

Finally, I felt my climax approaching. I suddenly grabbed her shoulders and pushed her head up, pulling her into another deep kiss. We broke the kiss and I cried out as she let out a guttural moan, both bodies locking together for a moment.

When it was over, she fell into me and began gasping to catch her breath. I was still inside her and could feel the heat radiating from her. We lay like that for a long moment, then I pushed her off of myself. She limply rolled over and stared at the ceiling. I glanced over and smiled. "I think this is gonna be a good partnership." She didn't respond, of course.