He let out a very manly chuckle. It vibrated against her slit, causing even more pleasure. “Mmm, you like that, don't you, baby?"
"Y-e-s."
Jonas added his fingers, sliding them into her wet core and pumping steadily. Nora gasped and pulled his face closer to her, wanting him to lick her more, needing to come by means of his tongue and fingers.
He took her hint and began sucking on her clit once more. The feel of Jonas finger fucking her left her making tiny, animalistic noises as she began to direct the movement of his head, encouraging his to be more aggressive. The second he began to swipe his tongue over her swollen bud in a half-circle motions, Nora's legs tightened and she had to grab hold of his shoulders to stay upright as her orgasm tore through her body.
"Ah, yes."
Jonas sucked at Nora, lapping up her sweet cream and while trying desperately to keep himself emotionally unattached from the droid. Something about her left her continuing to burrow her way under his armor. It wasn't right and it sure the hell wasn't natural. The first thing he planned on doing when he returned to Expedition Central was to see the on-staff counselor There had to be a pill, a shot, something to make his feelings and delusions of a life with a pleasure droid disappear.
Take her with you. Keep her all to yourself.
His conscious had clearly gone insane as well as the rest of him. Though, the idea had merit. Having Nora at his disposal at all times would not only ease his sexual frustrations but would give him a much needed companion.
Snap out of it, Myers. She's not human. Keep an emotional distance.
As Jonas slid his tongue into her pussy and tasted how amazing she truly was, he knew he was failing miserably. His cock, now painfully hard, pleaded with him to be in her. Jonas stood fast, picked Nora up and positioned her above his shaft. The moment the head of his cock pressed into her heated core, he gave into the carnal need to lay claim to her. Driving himself to the hilt, he moaned out as she wrapped her legs around his waist, tossed her head back and joined him in crying out. He took her hips in his hands, controlling her movements, making her take him deep, again and again.
"Uhh ... ahh, there,” she panted as he continued to orchestrate their encounter.
Jonas pulled on her, causing her to sink over his erection more, swallowing it into her silken depths, while she was fisting him to the point that he thought he'd explode from excitement and die a happy man. He held tight to her hips and began working her in rhythmic pattern that made his entire body tingle. She felt too good to be just a droid, too real, too perfect.
"Nora, you are fucking amazing!"
Her large breasts bobbed in his face and he managed to catch one in his mouth. Sucking on her nipple while he fucked her standing up, left his eyes rolling back and bizarre animal-like noises coming from him. Soon, the night would be over and he'd have to head back to his ship. The thought of leaving her sickened him.
Don't get attached. She's just a droid, isn't she? he thought to himself as Nora continued to slide up and down on him, riding him the way he always dreamt a woman would—with skill, with passion and most of all with eyes that seemed trained on only him.
Nora clawed at his back, digging her nails in deep, no doubt drawing blood as her pussy clenched down on his dick. Jonas didn't care if she ripped him to shreds so long as she let him find salvation in her silken depths. Increasing his pace, he let out a strangled cry as the walls of her channel held him in a vice-like grip as she hit her zenith.
Giving in, Jonas let himself go, fucking her madly. Thrusting himself in deep and holding there, his jaw dropped as his seed spit into her, soaking her completely. He couldn't stop as more and more semen filled her.
Where the hell is it all coming from?
His locater beeped and he did his best to ignore it. “Baby, that was wonderful."
Nora's eyes glistened and if Jonas didn't know better he'd have sworn that she was on the verge of crying. Kissing his lips gently, she gave him a soft smile. “Thank you."
Droids never showed emotion to this extent. Something was very wrong with the situation. His locater beeped again, this time rapidly, signaling it was an emergency. Not wanting to leave Nora's tight body, Jonas carried her with him towards his com unit.
She giggled and he paused. “Droid's don't laugh."
"I know."
Doing his best to dismiss the nagging feeling that Nora was not a droid, Jonas grabbed his communicator from the chair holding his uniform. “Admiral Myers here."
Nora stiffened in his arms. “Admiral?"
He held tight to her ass cheeks, kneading them gently as he locked gazes with her. Her flushed cheeks and swollen lips made her look completely human. The feel of her hot, wet pussy only confirmed that. No droid had ever been able to replicate the after-sex glow like Nora could.
"I'm sorry to bother you during your leave, but General Morris has moved his visit back two days. I thought you would want to know, Sir.” Lt. Commander Dirks cleared his throat.
Two more days? That meant he'd have a bit more time to play with his new favorite toy—Nora. Dirks had earned himself a reward for thinking to notify him.
"Dirks, transfer down to planetside immediately. Hook onto my location."
"Sir?"
"Come on, boy, I'm only offering this up once. She's too fine a specimen to pass up. I'm even thinking of buying my own model of her.” Glancing into Nora's face, he caught her panicked look. That was odd. He didn't think droids had that capability. He shrugged. The evening was fast proving that he was no expert when it came to sex and the advent of machinery.
"Yes, Sir,” Dirks said as he cut communications.
Jonas moved and touched the droid's long, curly blonde hair. It was so shiny, so lifelike—so something he could wake up to every morning. He shook the thought from his head. Nora was a droid and she belonged to someone else. It was absurd to think they had any sort of future. Hell, he didn't even know her droid number.
Easing her to her feet, he traced her lower lip with his thumb. “An officer, under my command, is going to join us. I will handle the fee with your owner. I wish for you to service him as well."
Her eyes widened, as she shook her head no. “Please ... I only want to service you."
Jonas was shocked to hear Nora protest. With the age of models they got in brothels like this, it was easy to tell a droid when it spoke—it always agreed and it never sounded scared. No. Shy and timid could be requested but scared wasn't an option. If men wanted that they had to crawl around in the scummy, low-life brothels that were into that sort of thing.
Newer models obviously had the ability to give any response they deemed appropriate. The idea of this little sexual hole in the ground springing for the finest in droid technology surprised him. It didn't make sense but the pleasure he felt while in her was too much to pass up. Too much to say good-bye to easily and too much not to have someone else confirm just how special she was.
"You will please him as well. Am I clear?"
"I only want to please you."
Grabbing her chin gently, Jonas stared down at her sternly. “I have given you an order and you should be programmed to obey all my requests. I selected the XT model and that includes multiple partners, so get that sexy little ass of yours ready, it's about to get fucked."
"Jonas, please,” she said grabbing hold of his upper arm.
Jonas? Had she really just called him by name?
The room buzzed and Jonas turned to see Dirks materialize before him. Dirks glanced up and down the length of Jonas and laughed. “Thanks Sir, but I'm not into that sort of thing."
"Shut-up, you moron. I called you down to share in a bit of fun with the pleasure droid I purchased for the night—but now thanks to the information you shared with me—the entire weekend."
Dirk ran his hand through his unruly blond hair and shrugged. “It has been a while since I've gotten anything more than a hologram romp."
"Great, pick your poison, or should I say
position."
Nora let out a soft cry. Jonas gave her a warning glance and felt a stab of guilt in his chest. Exhaling, he rolled his eyes, unsure why he felt the need to partially cave. “If you don't like it, we'll stop, okay?"
She bit her lower lip and nodded. She was so shy, so innocent for a droid that was supposedly versed in every sex act known to man that it didn't seem right. It made him want her more. “Get on your hands and knees, baby."
Reluctantly, Nora dropped down, her eyes seeming to plead with him the entire time. Jonas walked around behind her and kneeled. Wrapping his arms around her, he closed his eyes as he held her tight. She felt so right—like she'd been made to fit there.
Jonas leaned her forward and caressed her spine. Even her back was flawless. The apple shaped globes of her ass cheeks begged for a kiss, so he leaned down and gave her one. His cock hardened with the promise of feeling her inner depths once more. Sliding his fingers between the lips of her pussy, he growled when he found her dripping wet. “You're still so fucking tight. Gawd, you have to feel this, Dirks."
Dirks got to his knees next to Jonas and touched the droid's pussy. When he dipped his finger in, he moaned. Jealousy ripped through Jonas and it was all he could do to sit idly by while Dirks finger fucked his woman.
My woman? he thought to himself. She's not mine, nor is she even a real woman.
"Sir, she feels so real."
Jonas nodded and grit his teeth. “I know."
"Sir?” Dirks asked. “You sound like you do right before you bite one of our heads off."
Unable to control himself, Jonas pushed Dirks’ hand away from Nora and stood quickly. “I'll buy you your own droid for the night."
"Sir, this one you're with will more than do,” Dirks said, licking his lower lip as he stared at Nora's pink pussy, raised up to him like a forbidden offering.
Jonas saw red and he made a move towards Dirks. “You will avert your gaze now. She is mine and I will not tolerate any man touching her. I'll be back with a different droid for you.” He glanced at Nora and felt as though he'd been stabbed in the chest when he spotted a lone tear running down her cheek. It was then he knew what he suspected was true. Guilt hit him hard and the need to protect and comfort her took over. He put his arms out. “Come here, baby."
Instantly, Nora turned and moved into his embrace. Stroking her silky hair, Jonas planted a kiss on the top of her head and pulled her to him tighter, shielding her nakedness from Dirks as best he could. “Shh, it's okay. I'm sorry, baby."
"Sir?"
"Wait in the hall for us Lt. Commander,” Jonas said sternly. “I was wrong to call you down. I assure you that you will be pleasured this night, just not with this droid."
Dirks nodded and did as he was instructed to do. The moment the door closed, Jonas cupped Nora's face and stared down at her. “Droids don't cry, Nora."
Please let what I suspect be true. Please.
She nodded slightly and wiped the tear from her face. “I know."
"Did I force you to do anything against your will?” he asked, afraid to hear her answer.
Nora's brow creased as she shook her head. “No. You stopped it before it happened."
Exhaling, he gave her a soft smile. “No, baby. Did I, when it was just you and me, force myself on you?"
"I wanted you.” She tipped her head slightly and narrowed her gaze suspiciously. “Why are you asking me this? Pleasure droids can't be forced into anything. They do whatever their assigned master instructs them to do. They obey every command and have no opinions of their own, Jonas."
"I'm guessing that's a sharp contrast from you and has been extra hard on you since you're pretending to be one."
"Yes, it has been hard to pretend to.... “Nora stopped in mid-sentence and stared at him with wide wild eyes. “I didn't mean ... I'm not a ... err ... I mean I am a...."
Capturing her mouth with his, Jonas silenced her as joy ripped through him. She was real. His Nora was real. “Mine."
"I am Desire-Model 4551. How can I please you, Master?"
The sound of a woman's voice coming from behind him surprised Jonas. He pulled back from the kiss a bit unsure if he'd actually heard something or if it was just his imagination playing tricks on him. As he turned, he found a tall redhead with green eyes that seemed anything but real. She stood with a hand on her hip and her obscenely large breasts pushed out far. Naked and apparently ready to go, Jonas arched a brow as he tried to reason why she was there. “Huh?"
Nora stiffened. “Jonas, I didn't plan on being here with you. I just needed a place to hide. I had no clue that you would be coming in for...."
"Are you married?” he asked, silently praying she'd say no. When Nora glanced away and shook her head, he knew there was more to the story than she was letting on. “Nora?"
"I wish to fulfill all your fantasies, Master. Let me suck you off. You can come down my throat. I will swallow every last drop of your hot cum, Master. You can bend me over and fuck me in the ass. You like that, don't you, Master. I know that you do. My uploads told me that you like to pull out and ejaculate all over my back. Is that what you want, Master? Mmm, let me give you what you want. Let me please you, Master."
Jonas cast a wary look in the droid's direction and grimaced. How could he have thought that was sexy? Overdone breasts, no personality, forced speech and lack of emotion. It was pathetic at best. Now that he'd had a taste of paradise, a taste of Nora, he would never be able to go back to fucking droids and be satisfied.
Desire-Model 4551 moved toward Jonas seductively, opening her thighs and inserting a finger into her already wet pussy. Nora tried to pull away but Jonas held tight to her. “No, baby."
"I can't be here when you,” she glanced at the pleasure droid, “fuck her."
"What makes you think I'm going to do that?"
Nora's brows drew together. “Aren't you going to want us both to please you?"
Jonas smiled wide. “Lt. Commander Dirks."
The door to the room opened and Jonas made sure to keep Nora's body shielded. “Yes, sir."
"I'd like you to meet Desire-Model 4551. She's yours for the night. Enjoy her."
"Really?” Dirks asked, sounding like he couldn't wait to sink his cock into the droid.
Jonas chuckled. “Really. You can have this room."
Nora gaze him a questioning look and he couldn't help but smile as he kissed the top of her nose quickly. “I'm taking Nora somewhere special and then...."
"But, sir, droids aren't permitted to leave the establishment."
Jonas stared down at Nora and sighed. The idea that she may be human but working in the brothel servicing thousands of men hadn't occurred to him. “Call the owner in. I want to buy this one."
"Buy me? I'm not for sale.” Nora's eyes widened as she shook her head. “No. Don't call him in. He'll turn me over to the authorities. I don't want to go back. They...."
"Go back to what?” Jonas wasn't sure he really wanted to know the answer to that.
Nora shook her head, clearing not wanting to share the details with him. “Can I just enjoy being with you tonight, Jonas? Please don't take this from me."
He wasn't sure if it was the please or just the mere fact that it was Nora asking for something but the idea of denying her was unfathomable. Brushing her long blonde hair back from her soft face, he smiled. “I'll give you whatever you want, baby. And I'll take you away from here. I promise."
Pressing her fingers to his lips, she silenced him. “No promises. Some things are even beyond the control of an Admiral."
* * * *
Dirks glanced around hesitantly, clearly afraid of being reprimanded for nothing again. Jonas nodded at him and then in the direction of the droid. Dirks beamed as he moved towards her. The droid wasted no time in going to him as she licked her fingers free of come. “Mmm, I want to please you. Let me suck you off."
Dirks moved quickly to her and she dropped to her knees, unbuckling his gray uniform pants as she wen
t. The moment she took Dirks’ cock into her mouth Jonas went to pull Nora to her feet only to find her turning around for him.
"Nora?"
Thrusting her apple-shaped ass up and at him, Nora giggled, sounding a bit nervous. Jonas tried to will himself to force her to leave with him, but the sight of her sweet ass and pink pussy combined with the sound of the droid was making as she sucked Dirks off, was entirely too erotic for him to do so.
"What do you want, baby?” he asked, running his hand down her spine slowly. He took hold of his dick with his free hand and smacked the head of it against her ass cheeks several times. “Do you want this in you?"
"Yes."
"We're not alone."
"I know.” Nora pushed back, almost taking his shaft into her in the process. “Please, Jonas. I need you in me. I don't want to ... umm ... I want to feel you as much as I can before we part."
"We aren't going to part, baby."
She didn't comment. Instead, she bucked against him again as he continued to smack his cock against the smooth cheeks of her ass, getting the blood pumping more and creating an erection so stiff, so firm that it now bordered on painful. As much as he wanted to take her, he wanted her prepared first. Bending down, Jonas kissed her shoulder first, smiling as she moaned beneath his touch.
Running his hands and kisses down her spine, he continued, slowing momentarily as he reached the small of her back. He kissed the left side of her ass, giving it the tiniest of swats as he went.
Nora moved a bit and let out a sultry giggle as he rubbed the spot where he spanked her tenderly, needing to assure himself that she was indeed enjoying it. “That's it, Jonas. Again. I've been a very bad girl."
"Have you now?” he asked, gently slapping a new spot on her ass and then quickly kissing away the sting. Parting her cheeks, Jonas stared at her pink pussy and tight rosette. Unable to help himself, he kissed his way down her slit and stopped to rim her pink rosette.
Nora's tiny moans and animal-like sounds told him exactly how much she liked what he was doing. Needing to stimulate her even more, Jonas slid his finger into her wet pussy while he continued to lick her.
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