Orgasmic, But Disappointing

"I came," Sue Storm said. "I mean, that sounds so silly, doesn't it? I've been so used to pretending with Reed, with going through the motions, the moaning, the eye rolls, the whole act as he pushed rope into me, his love dribbling out in wet little drops like so much water. But I actually came with the LMD. There was something so hard, so forceful, so different—or maybe it was just that I knew it wasn't Reed fucking me. That little forbidden thrill."

The Invisible Woman sighed and took a sip of her tea.

"Then what happened?" Dr. Stone asked. "After."

"Reed took the LMD back to the lab for cleaning and I washed the synthetic cum out of my cunt," Sue said bluntly. "I think that's when I realized how—disappointing?—the whole thing was. Like, I achieved orgasm. That was the stated goal. But somehow the way it happened, I just felt sort of empty afterwards. Not even ashamed. There was no guilt, no regret, just...nothing."

Dr. Stone nodded as if she had expected this.

"Many women feel the same way after using sex toys. Be it a simple dildo or vibrator or a fully automated sex machine. The problem is not in the physical enjoyment of the act, but the lack of emotional connection. There's no aftercare, no cuddling, no give and take of pleasure. You were able to pretend for a little while, but ultimately there's always going to be that moment when you have to power your android lover off and wash their dick."

Dr. Stone leaned forward.

"And it's important to realize that now, because it gives us an opportunity to address it. If LMD sex by itself isn't enough to meet your needs, then you'll need to replace or supplement it with something else."

The blue eyes of the heroine seemed to bore in on the psychiatrist.

"What are you talking about?" Then, after a pause, she added in a quite voice. "I can't actually cheat on Reed."

"I'm not suggesting anything so drastic yet," Dr. Stone said with a smile. "But you need an emotional amplifier. Something to make it more exciting. An element of risk, perhaps."

"Risk?" Sue said, curious.

Dr. Stone leaned back. The light caught her glasses in that odd way that it did which made it seem like the psychiatrist's eyes were glowing, and Sue blinked, suddenly light-headed.

"Your encounter was very much to your specifications, your control," Dr. Stone said. "So what if you took away some of that control? Like stopping your birth control and asking Reed to make it so there was a random chance real semen would be ejaculated by the LMD. Or letting Reed set up a scenario where you didn't know what was going to happen, which LMD was going to fuck you or how they were going to do it. Maybe disable your powers and set up a bit of a **** roleplay scenario. Or have Reed tie you up first. Doesn't that sound exciting?"

"Yes," Sue mumbled. "Exciting..."