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Chapter 7
by TMJ2008
Well, since she asked so nicely, how can you say no? How do you want to take the sex-droid? Hard and fast or nice and slow?
Slow and steady wins the race, but fast and fierce gets me off!
There's really no way you could hold back any longer after having been stoked to such heights of lust by Evie's mouth and dirty talk. While taking it slow could have served to prolong things and maybe even explore the truth of Evie's reactions more fully, you don't think you're in a place right now where you could focus on such things. No, with your thick prick buried deep in tight, wet robo-pussy, there's really no room for any thought other than how much you want to fuck this metal slut until her circuits are scrambled.
To that end, your hands move down to grasp her smooth, firm hips, your hands gripping the cool metal of her form tightly as you look down at her shining chrome feminine form and lick your lips.
"If that's what you want, darlin', you ain't gotta ask me twice.", you say to her in reply to her sultry pleading and, without hesitation, you draw your cock from the heavenly embrace of her inhumanly pleasurable cunt and then thrust it home in one hard and fierce movement.
Evie lets out a warbling moan at that ferocious penetration, but, before that moan even fades, you're already moving again, drawing back and thrusting in over and over until her vocalizing capabilities seem to fail her and warbling moans just become noise. You pound her synthetic pussy with your rock-hard cock, your groin grinding into the softness of her sex every time you bury yourself to the hilt within her. Despite the firmness of her metal body, your savage thrusts have her petite metallic form rocking on the bed and the bed itself slamming its headboard into the wall as you take your sex-droid as hard as you wish.
"Yes! Yes! More! Moooore! Fuck me! Fuck meeEEEeeeeEEeee...", Evie cries out, her artificial voice box losing consistency towards the end as she again degenerates into pleasured noise that you take to mean you're doing a damn good job of putting those modifications of hers that let her feel this rough fucking you're giving her to the test. The light of her eyes flickers and dims and flashes and her hands have moved down to bunch in the sheets, tangling them into her fingertips as you impale her on your thick cock again and again.
"Ahhh. Aaaannhhhh! Goooo-goood! Ah...ah....Captain...Hallowaaaaay! I'm goin...going...toooooo....AAAHHHHH!", Evie stammers and then loses coherence once more as her entire robotic body goes stiff and her eyes go dark and lips go slack as a high-pitched static-like cry of ecstasy leaves her artificial voice box. Her pussy contracts and pulses around you, milking and hugging your fat cock so intensely you almost find it impossible to continue thrusting. It's almost like a flesh and blood woman's orgasm except perhaps much more intense given that it's wracking a robotic body.
To your credit, you manage to ride out the long minutes of mind-shattering tightness of her pussy's contractions around your dick as Evie's body eventually goes as slack as a robot body can and a dim light comes back to her eyes. It seems that whatever version of an orgasm your synthetic sexual partner had been assaulted with right then was coming to an end and you once again had the ability to extract yourself from her, if you wished. As close as you felt you were to cumming yourself, though, just sliding yourself out of her could have you spurting so maybe just getting a few more thrusts in and flooding her insides would be good. Of course, giving her chrome form a new paint job of "fresh cum cream" wouldn't be so bad either.
No matter how far into the future humanity may go, the age old question of where to blow your load remains. So synthetic cream pie or robo-facial time?
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A Smuggler's Life For Me
Get Paid and Get Laid in Ethically Questionable Ways...in SPACE!
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