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"Sooo, Johnny. You know I'm kinda glad I picked your house to break into."

"What? The wine was that good?" I joked. Azula actually smiled at my lame joke.

"The wine, the bed, the owner." She slowly got up, shakily but steadily she made her way over to the sofa where I was sitting and plopped herself next to me. I turned my head to her, and she placed her face a few centimeters from mine.

"Did I actually thank you for being so nice?"

"You did. Rather spectacularly as well." Her smile grew even wider at that.

"Want me to thank you again?"

"There are few things I'd rath..." But I was cut off by her pressing her lips against mine. This time she didn't hold back, practically assaulting my mouth. Not that I offered any resistance of course. When I felt her tongue slide over my teeth I opened my mouth and mashed my own tongue against hers. We stayed like this for a while, getting lost in each other. After Azula removed her mouth from mine, coming up for air we were both panting heavily.

"Damn." She blurted out.

"Damn, indeed." I agreed.

"I need more." I was just about to move my head over to her again, but apparently Azula had other plans. She turned her leg over me, nearly falling over as she straddled me. I took that as an invitation to move my hands to her waist, securing he on top of me. We kissed again, I felt Azula's hands cross behind my neck. The incredibly sloppy kiss combined with her sitting on top of me caused my cock to harden. When we broke our kiss she looked down at the bulge in my pants.

"You're really glad, I chose your house, huh?" The lack of blood in my brain prevented me from coming up with a response so instead I put my hand behind Azula's head and pushed her into another kiss. She didn't resist and started grinding herself on my bulge as we made out. Emboldened by her acceptance I moved my hands to her butt, slightly kneading it which caused her to moan into my mouth.

She broke our kiss again. "Naughty." She commented between pants.

"You're one to talk." I wheezed, equally out of breath. Her eyes sparked as she opened the button and zipper of her jeans before guiding my hand to the front of her opened pants. I slid my hand into her panties over her pussy. It was very wet already. "Talk about being glad." I commented. She was about to retort but I slid my index finger into her slit so whatever she had wanted to say turned into a very erotic moan. I started moving in and out of her at a slow rhythm as she matched her grinding with me, fucking herself on my finger, smearing it in her juices.

Azula was in a blissful state, so I used the opportunity to go in for another kiss, while adding another finger. This threw her off balanced so much that she accidently broke our kiss, giving me an involuntary lick across the face. "Oh fuck, John I..." This was the cue for me to speed up, letting my fingers slide in and out of her at a much faster pace. This was enough to drive her over the edge, as she started moaning in a symphony of lust, her entire body starting to convulse as a massive orgasm crashed over her, drenching my hand in her juices. I was trying to keep up my speed to let her ride it out as long as possible.

Slowly her shaking became less strong, and she moved her hand over mine, wordlessly telling me to stop. For a few moments she seemed completely out of it, with only her fast panting being audible. Finally, she opened her eyes again and gave me a longing look.

"Fuck John, that was... wow." I smiled at her, removing my hand from her jeans. It was wet from her pussy and glistered with moisture. It certainly looked inviting, so I gave my fingers a tentative lick.

"You taste sweet." I told her. Under normal circumstances she probably would've been embarrassed by my actions but as of now she was still preoccupied with the afterglow of her orgasm. As she slowly shifted her weight away from me and sat next to me again I became increasingly aware of my own predicament, my still very hard cock tucked in my pants. Azula apparently noticed that as well, as she started to unbutton my pants.

"Don't worry" she told me between her heavy breathes. "I won't leave you like this." She had managed to pull down my pants and boxers down enough for my penis to spring free. She gave it a satisfied look and started rubbing my glans which was already quite lubricated from my precum. Now it was my turn to groan with pleasure. But apparently Azula was not yet content with the lubrication, as she stuck her hand into her own pants, lubing up her hand with her pussy juices before gripping my cock and slowly moving her hand up and down. Damn, this was sexy as hell. Her hand was wonderfully soft and very warm. I wondered if all robosluts had this function or it was due to her being a firebender.

After working on my shaft for a bit, she went into a kneeling position on the sofa, stroking my cock with her one hand while using the other to turn my head around to hers. She kissed my again, while still jerking me.

"You're right, I do taste sweet." She whispered into my ear between kisses. My cock was rock hard, and she kept increasing her speed. I wouldn't last long between the teasing over the last days, Azula's erotic own orgasm, the making out and her stroking.

"I'm about to..." I pressed out between my breaths. And just like me, this prompted her to go to maximum speed, jerking my cock while kissing the crook of my neck. Just when I felt my own orgasm approach she whispered into my ear. "Cum for me, Johnny, show me your nice big load." That was really all it needed and I shot my first shot with a groan. Thankfully Azula didn't stop jerking me, and so I kept ejaculating a second, third and even a small fourth load. When she saw that I was done, she removed her hand but kept looking and my dick. It looked like she was pondering if she should taste it, too, but she ultimately decided against it and sat back on her butt.

"Well, that was fun." She commented, giving me a satisfied smile.

"I'll say." I agreed. It took a while to get to this point, but now I was sure that ordering an Azula-bot had been a great decision.