Marla almost felt she could sleep. Her excitement would not allow that, however. Her heart had not stopped racing. She wanted to ask for more, but that was a bridge too far for her. She could not form the words. Her cheeks turned pink with each halted attempt.
Finally, she spoke, indirectly keeping her options open. “You talked about being trained in nuru massage, and you have special oil for it. I’ve never heard of it before. What is it?”
Gary’s voice remained calm and soft as he explained. “Nuru is an erotic massage that uses a great deal of usually unscented oil. It is applied to both the one receiving the massage and the one giving it. The massage is given with the full body, and not only the hands.”
The possibilities raced through Marla’s mind. Her heart beat faster at the thought of Gary pressing his slick body against hers. “And you are trained in this type of massage?”
“I am. I would love to perform it for you, but it is extremely personal and intimate. Sexual contact is inevitable.”
“Does it feel good?”
“You have never felt anything like it.”
“Gary?”
“Yes?”
After a long pause, “Gary?”
“Would you like a nuru massage?”
“Yes.”
“Please roll onto your back.”
Marla obeyed, keeping her legs tightly together. She could not bring herself to expose her vulva to the robot, even though it was wetter than she had ever known. She reclined on her elbows and watched as the blue man unbuttoned his dress shirt, taking an achingly long time to undo each one. She had not even noticed that he had already hung his blazer over the lounge chair, with the necktie carefully placed atop it.
The rolled up sleeves of the shirt revealed that Gary was powerfully built; strong, but not grotesquely muscular. He slowly peeled the shirt from his chest, revealing his body like an unwrapped gift. He was smooth with no hair on his athlete’s body. Darker blue nipples were the only decoration apart from his sculpted muscles. Every detail had been attended to in his creation and initialization.
The shirt was placed over the coat, and his shoes and socks soon joined them on the seat of the lounger. For the first time since beginning his slow striptease, Gary looked directly at Marla. His eyes penetrated hers as he unbuckled his belt. Then unbuttoned the top of his slacks.
Marla was breathing hard. She had not expected the effect that his deliberate movements would have on her. The wait to see what was hidden was unbearable! She gulped hard as he slowly lowered the zipper. He peeled the tight slacks down his legs, leaving him standing only in a pair of high cut briefs.
She held her breath as the front grew slowly tighter and larger as what was within began to grow. The waistband began to stretch and then move from his body as it could no longer contain what was within. Just as the tip reached the top of the elastic, Gary lowered his briefs and stepped out of them, completely naked.
Marla’s mouth hung open at the sight of his manhood, tall and rigid, and perfectly formed. She had seen photos, of course, and the occasional late night video, but this was as close to an honest-to-god real penis as she had been before. Gary remained motionless for a long moment, allowing the human woman to simply absorb the sight of his body. He turned and retrieved the large bottle of oil and a large sponge.
As the robot prepared his tools for the massage, Marla looked over his backside. His shoulders and back were muscular and his V shaped torso descended to a tight butt that raised her internal temperature even more.
Gary returned to the mattress with a bowl filled with massage oil and the large sponge. “I am going to wash your body with the oil. It will be heavily applied to reduce friction between us as much as possible.”
“Won’t it ruin the mattress if it runs off me?”
“The sheet I placed on your bedding is completely waterproof. Now, please lie back as I wash you.” Gary filled the sponge with oil and anointed Marla’s feet with it, making sure that every surface was covered in a thick coating before moving up her legs, separating them as he advanced. He refreshed the sponge often, and when he reached the hairy patch between her legs, he wrung the oil out so that it showered down over her most sensitive flesh.
The feeling was both foreign, and absolutely delightful. She squirmed as the oil found every fold and crease in her vulva. Some even reached her other hole, before flowing onto the sheet.
“I’m feeling very dirty again. You really have a way of making me enjoy it.” Gary simply smiled, a contented grin that was just short of being purely human. He oiled her belly and then her chest, paying special attention to each breast as he washed in with the oily sponge. Marla’s nipples responded to his touch, growing tall and hard.
As he returned the sponge to the bowl, Gary said, “You must remember to breathe.” Marla did not realize that his touch upon her breasts had caused her to hold her breath. She inhaled sharply, smelling her own arousal thick in the air. It shocked her, sending her to that place of embarrassment once more. It was quickly overwhelmed by the sight before her.
Gary, locking his mechanical eyes on Marla, sponged oil over his own body. It dripped down his blue skin, tracing his muscles and pooling at the base of his penis before washing down over his legs. His hands covered in massage oil, he touched her feet, and massaged them expertly. He slipped over her easily. He slid his hands up her legs and as he did so, lowered his body so that his chest followed the path his hands had laid.
The slipperiness ignited a fire under Marla’s skin that was unlike anything she had experienced. The touch of another body so close to hers moving with what she could only describe as a dance of pleasure as it moved up and down her legs was extremely pleasurable.
Gary extended his tongue and traced her leg on the next movement forward, dancing it lightly between her legs for only a moment before continuing up her belly to her shoulder. Their bodies were completely touching as he nuzzled and kissed the nape of her neck. Marla had to consciously avoid holding her breath as she felt the tip of his manhood graze her virgin self. He was not advancing, for surely if he did, he could not avoid entering her. Marla was both terrified and excited by the possibility.
Gary slid his body back down hers, the oil making his passage smooth and sensual. He licked her right nipple as he passed it, ending his motion just above her clitoris. Over and over the sexbot slid up and down her body, kissing and licking erogenous zones as he went, but always stopping just short of the spot that would bring her true pleasure. His body weight was comforting and arousing. Strangely, it actually relaxed her, once she had gotten over the embarrassment and simply allowed herself to enjoy what he was doing to her.
His mouth was at her ear. He was whispering something, but she could not hear it over the sound of her own beating heart. His penis, which had only ever grazed her before, now pressed firmly against her opening, asking to enter, but not coming in uninvited.
Gary whispered again, “Do you want me to make love to you?”
Marla tried to speak, but her voice was lost to her. She nodded slowly, her fists grabbing the dry edges of the sheet as she braced for him. Gary lowered his body once more, leaving a trail of kisses down her chest and belly. As he advanced up her slick form once more, she knew that he would not stop: that he would not tease her again.
His lips came to rest on her left breast and he kissed and sucked until Marla was moaning softly in pleasure. He moved his kisses to her mouth, as he paused momentarily at her virgin womanhood. His tongue penetrated one set of lips as his penis slid between her others. As much oil as there was between them, there was no friction, and he slid easily inside.
Marla giggled, causing Gary to raise one of his thick robotic eyebrows in a curious fashion. “Oh, please don’t stop. What you are doing is making me feel very...happy.”
Gary’s body remained stiff as he moved in and out of Marla, his chest sliding up and down Marla’s chest, massaging her breasts with every movement. Her giggles turned to a pleasa
nt moan, and then she began to feel something entirely new to her.
Marla’s body quivered from deep within, a heat flooding her body as release approached. She had experienced orgasms, of course. Her fingers and her vibrator could not prepare her for the slow building pleasure growing quickly inside of her. Her breathing became shallow and fast. She thrust her hips in time with his, begging him without words to finish her.
Once more Gary’s mouth found Marla’s and they kissed passionately as he increased the speed of his thrusts. Her eyes glazed over, Marla screamed as the most wonderful feeling poured over her. The power of her orgasm was so great that she didn’t even consider who could hear her out in the open air of her rooftop garden. She cried out Gary’s name, begging him not to stop. He continued to move within her, drawing out her climax until he felt her finally succumb and collapse beneath him.
The robot slowed his movement, allowing aftershocks to subside before finally coming to rest, his mechanical self still lodged deep within his owner. He showered her face and neck with kisses. They lay together like that for half an hour, speaking no words, but enjoying the feel of one another’s slick bodies.
Finally, Marla asked the question that had filled her mind. “Are you capable of cumming? Can you experience orgasm?”
Gary leaned up on his elbows. “I am not capable of that in the same way that a human is. I feel pleasure in giving pleasure. There is no finally explosion at the end of the action however. I can of course simulate it, and am capable of ejaculation as well.”
“Not sperm though, right?”
“No. It is a substance that is largely a vitamin supplement designed to look, feel, and taste like semen.”
“Do you just choose when to shoot it out?”
“I can. My programming also can set a random timer so that I will not know when it will occur.”
“I wish that it felt good to you.”
“Perhaps there is a way. I feel good when I am powering up. My batteries can be programmed to pull power from my generator at the moment of release, which would feel very good to me.” Gary paused, and spoke to himself. “I wonder if I am the only sexbot to ever devise this strategy.”
“I would like for you to fuck me more. And set that random timer and your generator and all that. I want us both to enjoy this experience.”
“Very well. Stand by.” Gary’s expression became blank for several seconds and then returned to their normal animated state. “How would you like me to…”
Marla interrupted him. “Fuck me hard and fast and deep.” The huge grin on her face told Gary everything he needed to know about her desires.
The first few thrusts were slow and gentle. Gary began to push in earnest, thrusting faster and harder with each movement. He watched the look of joy cross his owner’s face and he felt satisfaction. Pleasing her was all that he cared about. It was this that brought him joy. He put his arms under Marla’s slippery legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders. For the first time he plunged all nine inches of his thick robotic cock into her. She screamed his name, and this too brought him surprising pleasure.
Marla felt incredible beneath him. His body had been assembled to fulfill a person’s sexual desires, but he was never intended to reciprocate that enjoyment. Only the emotional programming that had been inadvertently installed allowed it. He was the only robot in the world capable of feeling what he was. He wondered if it might be…
He felt the release of the orgasm protocol, indicating that he had less than a minute to ejaculation. He realized that Marla was screaming for him to come; that her hands were squeezing into his hips, and her head was shaking back and forth with the power flowing through her. How had he missed this? It was not possible for his internal dialogue to overwhelm his external sensors. And yet, it was happening.
Gary pulled out and lifted Marla to a sitting position. Massage oil poured that had pooled on the sheet beneath her poured off. Gary stood over her, and pushed his cock into her mouth. Marla’s shocked eyes growing in surprise pleased the sexbot. He thrust once, twice, and then his battery instantly went from 82% power to full. He felt the fluid leave his body, and he closed his eyes. The pleasure was something he never expected to feel.
A whisper. Simply Marla’s name. It said everything he felt at that moment. They collapsed into one another’s arms once more. Only as the afternoon turned chill did they finally rise.
A shower together, hot from more than the water.
A meal spent feeding each other.
A night where Marla did not sleep.
***
Marla, for the first time, went with her co-workers to the pizza restaurant for lunch. She had not bothered to dress all weekend. There was no point, as the sex with her new sexbot was constant and fierce. It had given her the confidence to join in socially with people she hoped would be her friends.
They were laughing at some bad joke when Calvin approached the table. He had not been invited, as the whole office knew what he had done in changing Marla’s persocomp order. None of them knew anything that had happened behind either his or Marla’s closed doors.
“Marla, can I talk to you? I really need to apologize.”
“Be my guest.”
“You mean here? I thought we could talk privately.”
“You humiliated me in front of everyone. I think it is appropriate that you apologize in front of them too.”
“Okay. Fair enough. I am sorry that I changed your persocomp without your permission. I promise not to hurt you ever again. I am really very sorry.”
“I accept your apology. I was talking to Gary about you last night. He would like for you to visit my apartment tonight. He wanted to talk to you about some videos you watched.”
Calvin blanched. She wasn’t going to reveal to everyone the kind of videos the persocomp had uncovered was she? He knew he deserved it, but he hoped she would be merciful.
“Apparently there are some scenes he would like to … discuss with you. I promised I would stay out of the conversation. I just want to observe how you and my persocomp interact.”
“Is eight tonight okay?” What had the sexbot done to shy little Marla? She wanted to watch?
“Perfect. Bring wine.” Marla grinned at the thought of watching the man who had hurt her so, and in doing accidentally given her a new life, playing with her new toy.
***
TO BE CONTINUED in PROGRAMMED FOR LOVE
Marla and her sexy persocomp have settled into a loving and very sexual life. They are happy. The robot is carrying unauthorized emotional programming, however. The woman that created him wants him back and has control of his interface. Will Gary be able to overcome his programming and find love with the owner he desires, or will he be forced to service a woman who sees him as nothing more than property.
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