The new routine

Over the course of the next few days things rapidly changed in your household. Work was still a grind, but you found yourself having an extra spring in your step when you walked into the office. It was Lana’s doing, of course. You would greet the day with an excellent breakfast prepared by the android’s superhuman culinary skills and the pleasant banter of your children. Lana had taken on a much more overtly maternal role with them, and seemed genuinely bring back some of the old happiness they had.

You would spend much of the time at work looking forward to what awaited you in the evenings. A brilliant dinner, a clean house, time laughing with the kids, and a garden of delights waiting for you in the bedroom once night truly fell.

Any last-minute work that needed to be done in your home office would be done whilst Lana suckled and slobbered over your aching cock, her head bobbing up and down as she inhaled every inch of your length down her warm, wet throat.

After which you would eventually be led back into the confines of your bedroom and Lana would do her level-best to please you with every inch of her artificial body. With that inhuman intensity of hers, Lana would relieve you of your clothes, push on the bed and ride you with practiced ease. It never got old, seeing that finely crafted body flex and ripple as you thrust inside it, every lab-grown muscle caressing and massaging your cock.

"Yessss, Brad," she would coo, seeming genuinely pleased to be having your dick pounding her depths. "Fuck me, fuck all the stress away!" She threw her head back and bounced her ass on your cock with greater ferocity. " I'm made for you, my love! I'm yours, yours alone...I live for your cock!"

Her words were like magic, and you soon found yourself emptying your balls into the android's approximation of a womb. Yet even as her vaginal walls wrung every bit of cum out of you, somehow you found yourself hard again within moments of pulling out.

Noticing your confusion, Lana smiled. "My saliva, my vaginal juices, most of my bodily secretions are different from a human's," she informed, shifting a little. "I can change their composition and right now my body is producing an aphrodisiac to keep you going."

You weren't sure what to think of that, but before you could offer up any kind of response Lana shifted her position on the bed and spread her magnificent ass cheeks to reveal an inviting puckered hole. "Fuck my ass, Brad," she cooed. "Jam your big cock as far in there as you can get."

Your mouth ran dry. Lauren had never done anal with you. But now, Lana was offering it up with a wave of her ass. Swallowing hard, you took your dick in hand, lined up, and then thrust forward. The experience was unimaginable. Her ass was tighter than anything you had ever felt, warm and suffocating in a brilliant way as it constricted your whole cock.

"Thaaat's it," Lana urged, "fuck my ass. It's your ass, Brad. It belongs to you!"

You made several slow, hard thrusts and felt your soul almost leave your body through your cock. "Fuck, Lana," you uttered, breathless, "You're so fucking good...so fucking.... tight..."

"That's because I'm yours Brad," she said, looking over her shoulder up at you as her body was rocked by the **** of your thrusts. "My mouth, my pussy, my ass.... they all belong to you! Night and day, every day.... whenever you want! Fuck me! Make me your wife and you'll never have to go without this feeling again!"

You picked up the pace, grabbed her hips and slammed into her again and again until finally you found your balls tighten and your dick unleashed yet another volley of potent cum deep into the warm tightness of Lana's ass.

You collapsed onto her, then rolled to the side of the bed to catch your brief. Lana was already up and back at your side, pulling you into a hungry kiss. Most women would be out of action after a railing like that, but Lana wasn't most women. Technically she wasn't even a woman in the traditional sense, but her inhuman devotion made you feel like a king.

The two of you lay in bed together, enjoying a warm embrace. If this was your life from now on, you didn't think you could have asked for much more. And as you drifted off to sleep, the last thing you saw was Lana's brown eyes, occasionally flashing to a neon blue as she smiled at you.