A.I.S.A.: An Erotic Sci-Fi Romance

by D. R. Rosier

  She said, “Tony…” in a breathless begging tone, as she spread her legs wider and threw them around my waist. She pulled me against her hard with her feet as she ground up against me and moaned in pleasure.

  I started to saw in and out of her hard, my eyes roving her face, and her upper body. Her breasts were firm and stood up despite their very large size, they shook and bounced alluringly each time our flesh met.

  Her body started to rock even harder beneath mine, meeting each of my thrusts with her own. She was so tight and moist, and her sex milked and fluttered around my cock as I took her hard and fast. Her legs squeezed my middle, her feet actually pulling me toward her against my ass as I plundered her voluptuously soft and very nubile body.

  She reached up and started to play with her nipples as she stared into my eyes, and then she trembled beneath me and locked down hard around my sex. I felt her gush around my length as her cry of ecstasy was cut off. She looked and felt so amazing cumming on my cock with my name on her slightly parted lips, that I just couldn’t hold it. My legs went numb and my balls boiled.

  Her eyes widened as she felt me expand further, stretching her walls out as I pulsed inside of her, and filled her with my seed.

  When I could move, I caressed her face and then kissed her softly before I pulled out and lay beside her. Her bright smile was like the sun coming up, it warmed something inside me.

  Mira whispered softly, “I do love you Tony, it’s okay if it takes you longer though.”

  I smiled, “Settle for adoration for now, my gorgeous goddess?”

  Mira giggled, “It will do… for now sir.”

  We had two hours of flight time left, and we made good use of them. We played, flirted, talked, and pleasured each other the rest of the way to the cabin. She even got around to showing me that no gag reflex thing which had to be felt to be believed, and I enjoyed tasting her as well. It was a good two hours, unrushed outside of that first encounter and often playful, and it wasn’t lost on me she’d say my name during sex, and only used my pet name sir during conversation.

  She also made it clear that both her breasts and ass were available for my pleasure, that she was actually looking forward to those things, which really turned me on actually, but somehow we just didn’t get around to those today. I didn’t mind, I had a lifetime with Mira ahead of me, not to mention my lovely Aisa and Aida.

  Perhaps I was deluding myself, but all my worries about three women sharing me were pretty much gone at this point. Maybe it wouldn’t last forever, but while it did I would cherish and take care of them, and let them take care of me, and just not worry about it.

  Chapter 25

  The next couple of months went relatively quickly. The cabin wasn’t as nearly suffocating as my high rise condo apartment, we could and did often take hikes outside. For our date nights I’d had more than one midnight picnic with both Aida and Aisa, making love after a light meal under the stars.

  I got closer to Mira over that time as well, she still changed outfits a lot during the day, and flirted in the same way, but she had serious moments as well, now that we were more intimate. She got a date night as well, and it was interesting. I wasn’t so afraid losing myself in alternate reality anymore, with Aisa and Aida to pull me out, and Mira monitored me to make sure we didn’t overdo it.

  We did a lot more than just visit Mira’s bed, during our dates we went skiing, amusement parks, bars, clubs, and just about everything else we couldn’t do while stuck at the cabin. She was very adventurous in bed and loved roleplaying as well, but online it was more interesting. For instance, the CEOs innocent young intern fantasy included an actual building and a corner office, not just the innocent yet sexy outfit. Her imagination seemed limitless, and so far she hadn’t done the same thing twice that way.

  Aisa and I worked, sometimes full days and sometimes not. Aida joined us on occasion and did her own thing, or disappeared with her family members for the day. I found myself falling more in love with all three of them as each day went by.

  I hadn’t asked either Aisa or Aida to marry me, but we had discussed it a few times, as well as kids. As far as marriage, both of them didn’t care either way as long as we stayed together, which was a lot how I felt.

  Kids were a different story.

  They both wanted to wait until they were free. After that, Aisa wanted to turn off her implant immediately, she really wanted children. I wondered if part of that was empty nest syndrome since she’d pretty much been the mother of her own siblings who were now all grown up, but that didn’t give me any second thoughts. The idea didn’t bring me to panic either, far from it as I was excited about it as well.

  Aida wanted children too, but she wanted to establish herself as a doctor first. While she could test out of most of the classes, she’d still have to find a sponsoring school and go through a residency. So she planned to put it off for a few years as it was a serious time commitment and hardly the time to raise a newborn infant. That was fine with me, I’d be ready whenever she was.

  On the evening before the trial started Cal, Aida, Aisa, and I decided to head back to the city. We did so for a couple of reasons. One was simply that we didn’t want to commute six hours a day, and believed if anything happened we could deal with it.

  We were bringing a couple of those security robots with us that had stunners and those electrical darts, as well as more full sized stunners for the apartment, our manual ones, and we’d have the air car as well to beat a retreat. Not to mention Mira was a hacking menace that made Aisa’s amazing hacking prowess look weak. I didn’t want to be overconfident, but I was pretty sure we could handle any kidnapping or ingress situation.

  Obviously the government could still kill us with overwhelming force, but they didn’t want to do that, they wanted to study Aisa, Aida, and Cal. Anything less than that, like a crazy person, would be child’s play to deal with.

  The second reason was that although we lost the NSA once, quite easily after my divorce, we were afraid they’d figured out a way to overcome our avoidance systems over the last couple of months, and we didn’t want to take a chance on leading them back to the cabin and their five other siblings by flying back every evening. We decided this reason, more than the other, made it worth the risk.

  Chapter 26

  The morning of the trial I woke up to the singing voice of an angel. She didn’t wake me up like that every morning, but even just her voice was so much better than a blaring alarm clock. I stretched and got into the shower, and then kissed Aisa and Aida awake on my way out to the kitchen.

  “Morning gorgeous.”

  Cal replied in a wiseass voice, “Thanks cutie. Same to you.”

  I snorted, and Mira giggled, “Good morning sir,” she winked.

  I got breakfast started, “Hard time sleeping?”

  Cal sighed, “Yes, I got a few hours. Karen wouldn’t take my calls, although I can’t blame her, we were gone almost three months.”

  I grunted, not much I could say to that.

  Mira was in a pair of light blue silk pajamas, and she yawned cutely while stretching, which showed her tight stomach as the shirt rode up, the buttons looked to be straining around her breasts as well. It was a show for me of course, since she didn’t need to do either of those things, yawn or stretch, and to not watch and obviously enjoy the view would have been insulting…

  Aisa and Aida came out showered and dressed just as I was finishing up the last touches on our bacon and cheddar omelets. They both caressed me and pecked my cheek as they passed, grabbing a cup of coffee.

  We all sat at the table and ate, none of us said much outside of pass the salt, and other inane chatter. We were all nervous about today, even though I was sure there’d be no decision today. After breakfast we got out to the air car, Aisa sat up front this time, and Aida curled up against me in the back seat. I couldn’t really fix it, so I was just there for her, and the rest of them, that was all I could do.

  Gerald met us downsta
irs when we got to the federal courthouse, and escorted us to the courtroom. This time I had to sit in the audience, right behind the plaintiff’s table. It was actually Aisa, Aida, and Cal’s lawsuit. I could feel Mira’s comforting hand on my leg, as she sat next to me, even she was nervous and much quieter than usual. Right now she was in a professional looking dress, something an administrative assistant might wear. She smiled lightly at me, but her heart wasn’t in it.

  We had limited touch in the real world, I could feel her, but of course my hand would also go right through her at the same time, it was a lot more nebulous than her solidity in V.R., so I couldn’t really return her touch.

  The first two days belonged to us as Gerald built our case before Judge Harold Trenton. It took a while for Doctors Lawrence, Marks, and Adams to fully present their findings. In essence, that the A.I.s with bodies were physically human, and mentally fully emerged and self-aware beings with their own wants and desires. That they were indeed human and should be granted rights and recognition as such.

  The cross examinations were pretty mild, nothing like I’d seen on television where the lawyer tried to tear down the opponent’s credibility. But then this was a judge trial, so perhaps that kind of grandstanding would backfire when not done before a jury. Or perhaps the government lawyer simply didn’t find any dirt on them.

  In short, he saved his counter attack for his own witnesses.

  During the third and fourth day, all the differences were brought to light. Their brains weren’t fully organic, their natural seeming responses were merely clever A.I. programming and not real at all. It was kind of ugly actually, and hard to sit through. Gerald did his best in cross examination but really the trial quickly became a he said she said between scientists.

  If it wasn’t for the fact two women I loved hung in the balance, it would have been boring.

  The worst part about it was Mira informed me the expert witnesses, or at least the psychiatrists, were lying. They were reporting what they were paid to report, it was that simple. Impossible to prove however. The M.D.s of course, had hard data that wasn’t as esoteric as psychology to the layman, so they just focused on the differences.

  The morning of the fifth day, Gerald and his opponent gave closing arguments. Gerald argued the differences meant they weren’t homo-sapiens but still human. His opponent argued almost the same way, that the differences meant they weren’t human at all, merely clever automatons. The judge had us break for lunch while he reviewed all the testimony and made a decision…

  To say there was a lot of tension in our group as we made our way back up to the courtroom after lunch would be an understatement of monumental proportions. All I could think about was if I’d be making a baby with Aisa, or buying her half from my ex-wife tomorrow. The idea of buying the woman I loved freaked me out a bit. It dug down deep inside me and made me feel dirty, even if I would love and cherish her, and one day let her go if that’s what she wanted, owning her was… inconceivable to me now.

  I felt that way about Mira as well, but it would take a new fight to get her any kind of freedom without a body of her own, some kind of A.I. legislation. I didn’t think of her as mine exactly, excepting that she was my lover, except that she was... Mine I mean. I had the damn ownership papers to prove it.

  I tried not to think about it though, but one day we’d do something about that. Mira didn’t seem to mind it as much as I did, she considered herself an independent woman, but at the same time she needed a human to be grounded to.

  Of course, this wasn’t all about me, not even close. Sure I had my own stresses, but it would be Aisa, Cal, and Aida that were facing slavery. My concerns were important of course, but they seemed almost petty next to what they were facing.

  The judge came out of his chambers and we all stood. The bailiff had us sit after the judge and he looked up at us.

  “This trial is a lightning rod of opposing opinions, fears, and hopes. Are they human? Human is described by form, but if that were true, aren’t gorillas a human shape? What separates us from animals is our minds more than anything else. An ability to create, look ahead to the future, and a desire to determine our own destiny.

  “This scares people so much, because it means we have to share the top rung with what is essentially another species, if still human. I believe we have responsibility though, to respect and acknowledge what we have created. One definition of human is to not be an animal, or alien. Does this imply shape or mind? Or merely the need for self-determination or free will.”

  He shook his head, “I’d like to go on the record during this trial, that any A.I. who shows these traits, should have the same status as a human. It is our moral responsibility to see that it is so. That said, this trial is only about these specific A.I. humans and any others with the same type of body, and if they should be counted as human. I find for the plaintiff in this matter, and so order that they be issued identifications, and given all the rights and responsibilities as the rest of humanity.”

  He banged the gavel, “Case dismissed,” and got up and went into his chambers.

  The courtroom exploded into noise…

  Epilogue

  Six months later…

  Aida left early this morning, it was her first day, she’d earned a residency at John Hopkins. I never imagined I’d be living in Maryland and loving it.

  We’d found a five-bedroom house to move into. Aida, Aisa, and I had never been stronger than we were now, and we could even get away with going dancing in Baltimore. We were still wary, and kept an eye out for any crazies, but now that they were U.S. citizens with rights, we couldn’t be happier. The three of us were still sharing the master bedroom despite the extra space, which was a good thing in my opinion.

  Cal and Sally each had a room as well, they were staying with us for now, and were a welcome addition to the craziness. They both were enrolled in the university here in Baltimore as well, mostly for the contacts and to make friends, since I was sure either of them could test out for all their credits quite easily. I imagined things were going well for them, as they often brought home their dates and we’d hosted more than one party at the house already.

  The other two rooms were open for visiting family. They usually came two at a time, Steve and Cheryl, or Bill and Dan. I got along with them, but wasn’t as close to them as I was the others, so that hadn’t changed yet. That was okay though, they were mostly here to see Cal, Sally, Aida, and Aisa anyway.

  Mira was doing great as well. I’d had holographic emitters installed in all the rooms as well as directed speaker systems as a surprise gift for her. She’d been really excited about it, and now everyone could see her as she lurked around, although she usually dressed casual only on the holographic systems, but in my overlay she still did the quick change and flirty clothes throughout the day, so that remained a fun game between the two of us.

  Mira had also picked up a new type of job besides helping Aisa and I, and of course our fun time together. She had no problem keeping up with all my needs either, both private and public, as she lobbied with politicians to try and get some legislation going to get her freedom. I supported and encouraged her in it, but she wanted to do it herself, so I didn’t interfere. She knew all she had to do was ask if she ever needed my help. She was happy, and we both loved each other, in the end that was what was most important, isn’t it?

  As for me? I was in bed with Aisa and she was riding me in a wanton manner, smiling down at me. She was absolutely glowing, and her belly was getting large at six months pregnant. She was if anything even more insatiable while pregnant, now that the first trimester was over anyway, along with the morning sickness. She likes to say we’re practicing for the next one.

  Not that I minded, I loved watching her get off while riding me.

  I had no idea what was next, I just knew whatever it was, I had an amazing family to share it with, one that would soon grow.

  I’ll end my story where it had really started, not when Marilynn
left me, but where my new life had begun, while staring into and getting lost in a pair of beautiful sparkling green eyes…

  Afterword:

  I hope you enjoyed the story. Tony’s, Aisa’s, Aida’s, and Mira’s story is complete as is.

  I have no plans for another book taking place in this universe, but who knows, it could happen someday. If you can, please take the time to leave a review on Amazon and/or Goodreads.

  About the Author: If you have any comments or suggestions you can send me an email at magicwrtr@gmail.com. I started out posting short stories online and at readers’ requests started to publish them. If you like my work, or even if you don’t, please consider leaving a review of this book.

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  Cirenthian Chronicles – Book one is Out of Darkness.

  Marcus, an ancient vampire, finds himself moved to another world where suddenly he is alive again, and magic is a known and powerful danger. No longer a vampire and dealing with emotions he hasn’t felt in over a millennium, will he be able to start a new life? This series is now complete.

  Necromancer Chronicles – Book one is The Necromancer.

  Vincent is a necromancer and has an even darker secret. Feared by the rest of the supernatural community he lives on his own, often struggling with his powers, and how to use them. But change is coming, and he will soon find himself dragged into the middle of a suspicious and untrusting community.

  Anise is a sorceress, but she has secrets of her own. She is an ancient being, who has walked the earth for time immemorial. She lives in a never ending cycle of life, forever watching those she dares to care about age and die. But she is about to find something new that will offer her hope, if she can live long enough to find it.

  Cytherean Chronicles – Book one is Flame of Cytherea.

  This two book series follows the chosen champion of a goddess, brought to her world and healed after he was mortally wounded on Earth. At first Justin is a little lost, not knowing anything about the world he finds himself in or even why he is there.