Authors: Mia Perry
Julie looks at Bob and then says, “No.” She doesn’t
know why she said that.
“Lie,” Bob says. He raises his left hand. A
small screen shows green lines moving up and down. “Try again.”
Julie looks at the screen and mumbles, “Yes”. The
lines go flat.
“Good girl,” smiles Bob.
Julie was popular for being a bad girl, an active girl,
and a girl doing whatever she wanted. This is really the first time
someone called her a good girl. She feels really good. “Thank you,
Bob,” she smiles.
Bob walks one more step closer. He wraps his arms
around Julie and pushes her hard on his body. His muscles feel real, as
does his breath, his pulse, the hairs on the strong arms, and the already iron-hard
cock.
Julie gets excited. But she is a bit worried,
too. “Bob, promise you won’t hurt me,” she says, looking into Bob’s dark
blue eyes.
“I shall not,” says Bob.
What?
Julie almost laughs. This robot
must have been made in Britain by some weirdos.
It’s ‘I will not’, or
“I promise not”, you pumpkin head.
“Focus on the study, Object Julie,” Bob orders.
Oops. This is really no fun. A robot knows
everything in a girl’s mind. Isn’t this a bit too smart?
“Step one, kiss,” says Bob.
Oh my gosh, this is a computer program. This is
definitely not romantic at all.
Julie’s heart sinks.
Before she can think, Bob pushes his thick lips on
hers. Oh… those lips. They are so sexy, so elastic, so… Julie
couldn’t really find the proper words to describe how she feels. She has
no time to find those words either. For her, this is the best kiss she
has ever experienced in her life.
She closes her eyes, enjoying the sucking and massaging.
She opens her mouth a little bit, sticking out her tongue.
Bob’s tongue meets hers. They mingle and dance
together. At one moment, their tongues go deep into Julie’s mouth. At
the next, Julie is moving her tongue to explode the unknown world of a robot’s
mouth.
She tries to find the difference between a robot and a
real man. But she can’t find anything different at all. In fact, she
feels so good, she worries that she no longer wants to kiss a real man after
this fantastic event.
Bob lifts her body and walks quickly toward the huge
bed. He gently puts Julie down. “Don’t move,” he gives a new order.
Julie lies still on the bed. The bed is pretty soft
and comfy. Her body sinks deep in.
Should I spread my legs?
She’s not sure.
Before she could figure out what to do, her jeans, panties,
and socks are all gone. Bob puts his hand on her inner thigh, and moves
it slowly up. Julie closes her eyes, enjoying every move.
Bog touches her clit. He massages it gently, moving
his fingers in circles. Julie spread her legs wider to make it easy for
Bob. After a short while, her folds become wet. “Bob,” she moans.
“I want you in my body.”
Bob stands up and says, “Very good, successful with stage
one, level one.”
What?
Julie is not happy with this stage one
thing at all.
Come on, this is for real joy, okay?
“Take off your bra,” Bob orders with his flat baritone
again.
Julie is still occupied by the unhappy thought. She
lies still.
This silly bra order makes her felt worse.
Shouldn’t
a
real
man rush to remove my bra? This stupid robot is not romantic
at all.
She tilts her head and peeks at Bob.
You
dummy. Come and get me. My boobs are all yours.
“You have ten seconds to act,” Bob says in his flat
voice. Then he begins to count, “Ten, nine, eight, seven…”
Julie almost giggles. Every man she fucked took her
bra off eagerly. They simply jumped up and ripped it off. How
could those dump engineers design such an unemotional robot?
I
want to see what’s going to happen when you hit zero. Count again?
You dumb head.
“Five, four, three…” Bob counts once a second, not in rush
at all.
Julie looks at him, smiling.
Do it to me, you silly
computer.
Before she could think any further, her bra is gone.
Oh well, not gone but the bra broke into two pieces in the middle. Bob
simply broke it.
Julie wasn’t prepared to see this happen because that was
not any human being would do at all. It was not only rude, but almost
impossible because the bra is really strong. How could Bob have broken it
without hurting her a bit. She really didn’t know.
All she knew now is that her breasts have been set
free. Her nipples spring out like two big, red grapes. They stand
at the top of the flesh hills. No man in this world could resist the
temptation to bite down and suck in.
Bob is fast. Lightening fast. He reaches for
one breast with one hand, while wrapping the other breast with another
hand. He squeezes the breasts with both hands.
They work in rhythm. Left, right, up, down,
clockwise, counter-clockwise… The hands vibrate, too. Julie had
gone into her fantasy of imagining Bob’s dick might have a vibrator built
in. But she never thought that could be happening to his hands, too.
She is fully turned on. She feels excited, not only in her
lower body, but her upper body. This is the excitement she has never
experienced before. She screams and moans, pushing her hips high, wanting
Bob fuck her
hard
right away.
Bob pushes his mouth down and kisses really hard on her
left nipple. He wraps his tongue around the nipple, giving it a full
massage. He sucks the nipple deep in, holds it for a long while, and then
pushes it gently out. He repeats it again, and again.
Julie feels all her blood is flushing up into her head.
She sees nothing. The world disappeared. It’s now only her and Bob.
Bob switches to the other nipple, sending Julie to climax in
excitement. His hands keep working on her breasts, massaging and
vibrating really hard.
Julie pushes Bob’s head down. “Oh, Bob… Oh, Bob…” These
are the only words available in her dictionary at the moment.
Suddenly, Bob stands up and announces, “Stage two, level
one. Mission completed. Score, 4.8.”
Julie doesn’t hear the announcement. She is trying
hard to catch her breath. Her mouth is dry. Her throat is
burning. She had never cried and moaned so hard and for so
long.
Bob is a real hero. He is better than any my
boyfriends by thousands of miles. No, by millions of light-years.
Bob asks, “Thirsty?”
Julie says
yeah
. But no words come out of her
mouth. She has lost her voice completely. She nods.
Bob walks to a fridge and grabs some drink. He
passes it to Julie.
Julie looks at the drink and smells it. Well, it
seems to be orange juice. But she’s not so sure.
Why the heck
does a robot keeps any drink at all? Doesn’t Bob run on electricity?
“Object Julie. Stay focused and drink,” Bob
orders. He stops for a short moment and then adds, “you have ten seconds,
Ten, nine,…”
Julie doesn’t know what’s going to happen when Bob says
one
.
But she knows it’s going to be a big surprise.
Oh, well, cutting my
bra is okay. Doing something to me with the juice? I don’t think
so.
She begins to guzzle down the drink as fast as she
can. It tastes… like orange juice, too. So… she’s quite sure that’s
orange juice.
Maybe these robots have been designed to have a
heart. They know how to treat their girls right.
By the time Bob says
one
, Julie has finished the
juice. She shows the empty glass to Bob with a big smile.
See?
I beat you this time.
“Open your mouth,” Bob orders.
Judie opens her mouth wide right away. It’s not
smart to wait for Bob count those magic numbers.
“You are still thirsty,” Bob declares after observing her
mouth carefully.
Julie shakes her head immediately. She doesn’t have
a tiny bit of room left for another big glass of drink.
Those
engineers must have put a wrong sensor or done some programming horribly wrong.
Julie begins to hate those silly British engineers.
Luckily, Bob does not insist. He takes the glass and
puts it in a sink. He comes back and orders, “Now, stage three, level
one.”
He strips himself and then pushes his body on
Julie’s. Julie feels like a strong man is crushing down on her.
She’s not scared at all.
Bob pushes his chest tightly onto Julie’s breasts.
Julie gets excited with the bulky muscles and long hair. Bob holds her
tight and begins to kiss her.
Suddenly, Julie hears some weak humming. Is it some
noise from an instrument nearby? Julie wouldn’t usually notice this kind
of little noise when she was having a good time with a boyfriend. But
this time, she feels it. It doesn’t come into her ear, but goes into her
body from somewhere.
She closes her eyes to fully enjoy Bob’s kiss. Bobs
pushes down really hard. Now she feels some tiny vibration. The
humming noise becomes more audible. She listens carefully, just wanting
to find out what it is.
Bob pushes his body a bit up to move to a better
position. The vibration and humming noise disappears immediately.
Bob pushes his body down. He’s lips lock Julie’s
completely this time. The vibration and humming noise comes back again.
This time, louder.
Suddenly, Julie realizes it’s Bob’s body that produces the
vibration and noise. It’s a big machine running inside. I’m being
kissed by a
machine
!
While holding Bob tightly and enjoying every kiss, Julie
sees the dishwasher, the vacuum cleaner, the car, the bulldozer… Oh, man, this
is odd to think about all these silly machines. But inside Bob’s muscular
body, it is really a machine just like those.
Maybe I’m the first girl
getting turned on by a humming machine in an office building.
However, Julie is a very romantic girl. She likes
things totally different. Big surprises. For example, she read
about being fucked on the kitchen floor and figured that must be cool and
exciting. The next day, she invited her then-boyfriend over to do just
that. The boy’s eyes widened. He looked at her like she was a real
alien from Venus, speechless. Finally, he mumbled, “That must be cold.”
“You can stay on top,” Julie began to strip herself. “Come
on, let’s do it.”
It turned out, her boyfriend was right. It was not only
cold. It was sticky, too—though she had spent over two hours cleaning and
drying the floor with large towels.
So, she really enjoys the fact that a machine is going to
fuck her. She pushes her tongue tightly on Bob’s. When Bob’s tongue
comes into her mouth, she bites down slightly, holds for a while, and sucks as
hard as she can.
Now, Bob’s tongue is out of her mouth. He moves down
to lick her neck. Then, her nipples. Then her tummy. And
finally, her clit.
She spreads her legs wide to make it easy for Bob. Bob
moves his tongue around her clit, up, down, turning left, and then right.
No boyfriend had done such a perfect job to her.
She is fully turned on. She pushes her hips high and
gasps, “Bob… fuck me now!” She holds her thighs tight but has to let go
immediately because she doesn’t want to make Bob feel uncomfortable.
But Bob seems to feel really good. He is now acting
more like a man than a robot. He breathes heavily. The warm air
goes through Julie’s pubes. It feels like thousands of little fingers
teasing every inch of her pussy.
Julie lets out a big groan. Her tiny hands are
clenched in tight fists. She pushes her hips skyscraper high and begs,
“Bob… fuck me now. I can’t wait any more.” Liquids run out of her
pussy. They go down like rain drops, one by one, or several
together.
Bob moves his mouth down, and licks really hard on Julie’s
folds.
Julie feels the surge of orgasm right away. Her
groans turns into a long, high pitch scream.
Bob pushes his tong into her pussy. He moves and
turns his tongue to touch every cell of the pussy. It goes deep in, where
every sensitive cell is waiting to be stimulated and excited.
Julie begs again, “Oh, Bob, please…”
Bob sits on his knees. Julie sees a huge cock standing
straight forward, aiming right at her pussy. She has never seen a cock
that big. But she’s not scared at all. “Bob, fuck me, NOW!”
She says in a determined voice, giving an order for the first time since she
met Bob.
Bob attacks. Julie feels a huge thrust into her
body, going in all the way, to a depth where no other cocks have ever
reached.
Oddly, she doesn’t feel any pain. Her body rocks in rhythm
with every push from Bob.
Bob is pushing harder and harder. He holds Julie
tightly. His kisses never stop.