The following is another sexy short story featuring a sex robot. I came up with this one shortly after completing “My First Sex Robot,” which got such a great response. This story has some different themes, but I think those themes are both relevant and sexy.
Again, if you want to see more stories about sex robots, please let me know. Post your feedback in the comments section. If you have suggestions or ideas you’d like to share, please let me know. I’d be happy to flesh them out with you. Hopefully, this one inspires some new ideas, among other things. Enjoy!
“You’re a sweet, talented, hard-working young woman, Kelia. You’ve got a bright future ahead of you. Don’t let anyone derail it.”
Those were the serious, yet sincere words of Kelia Aden’s mother. She’d first heard them in junior high. It came shortly after she brought home her another straight-A report card and a letter from her guidance counselor saying that she was gifted. More than one teacher had told her that she had a great chance of getting into an Ivy League university if she maintained her current path.
It was a challenge, but Kelia always rose to the occasion. Even as she progressed into high school, getting top grades and high test scores, her mother kept belaboring that fateful message. At first, she thought she was just being an obsessive parent. Then, she suspected there might have been other motivations. That became obvious whenever cousins, aunts, uncles, and family friends saw her.
“Kelia is growing into quite the babe,” they would often say. “Pretty soon, she’ll be beating the boys back with a stick.”
Kelia often took that as a compliment. Even her two older sisters, Rachel and Sarina, had told her that more than a few boys had asked about her. Her standard response was to just smile and tell them she didn’t have time for relationships. She was too focused on school, extracurricular activities, and charting her future.
Her mother, however, treated it as a more serious issue. She even cringed at times whenever someone pointed out how attractive her youngest daughter had become. Kelia understood her concerns to some extent. She had promising future. Any caring parent would be concerned about protecting their child’s future. Even if she was overbearing at times, Kelia never doubted that her mother’s heart was in the right place.
At the moment, however, Kelia questioned the extent of her mother’s concerns. Whether out of love, concern, or something else entirely, her mother’s efforts to safeguard her future just manifested in an extreme way.
“Good evening, Kelia Aden. My name is John Bliss. I am your new robot boyfriend. Your mother, Carla, has instructed me to greet you.”
Kelia stood frozen in place. She’d just entered her bedroom, having returned from a college tutoring session at the local library. It was late on a Thursday night and her mother was working late, which wasn’t unusual. That made seeing a tall, handsome, half-naked man standing next to her bed very jarring.
She was in such a state of shock that she lingered in the doorway for a good two minutes, blinking several times to make sure she wasn’t seeing things. Near as she could tell, it was real. There was a man standing in her bedroom and that man claimed to be a robot.
“Is everything okay?” asked robot who’d identified himself as John Bliss. “Are you in a state of distress?”
“No, I uh…just need a minute here,” Kelia said. “Did I hear that right? You’re a robot boyfriend?”
“Yes, I can confirm those words,” John replied in a robotic, yet human-sounding voice, “although I am also classified as a sex robot, a lover bot, and a robot companion. Robot boyfriend is simply the designation your mother chose.”
“I want to say that’s crazy, but I can totally see my mother doing that.”
It began sinking in. Her mother bought her a sex robot. Apparently, she’d put a great deal of thought into it. As Kelia processed the situation, she entered her bedroom and closed the door behind her. She also made sure it was locked on the off chance that this was even crazier than it looked.
As she approached John Bliss, she took note of his appearance. If he really was a sex robot, then he was the most advanced she’d ever seen. His stature, build, and appearance were very realistic. His skin, eyes, lips, hair, and muscles looked so human. If he stood next to her on a street corner, she doubted anyone would surmise he was a robot.
Kelia knew robots existed. She even knew that sex robots were just starting to emerge. She’d seen stories about them in the news and online. The models she saw were mostly female and while some looked more human than others, none could pass for the real thing. John Bliss must have been the most advanced model.
Once Kelia got close enough, she reached out to touch his arms and chest. It felt just as real as it looked. While John Bliss didn’t react much to her touching, he did smile. It sparked her curiosity, but it also raised plenty of questions.
“What the hell have you done, Mom?” Kelia wondered out loud.
“Her intentions are good. That, I can also confirm,” John replied.
“I’m sure she programmed you to say that too,” she said while touching his chest and arms.
“I assure you she didn’t. That assessment is my own doing. As an advanced companion model with human-level AI, I am as capable of rendering complex judgements as I am forming emotional bonds with my user.”
“Those are impressive capabilities…so impressive, I didn’t know they were possible.”
“In the current market for robot companions, they aren’t,” said John. “I am a model that will not ship for another two years. However, your mother is a valued employee at TrueTech Robotics. She was made aware of my capabilities earlier this year. She made it a point to obtain me as part of the final test. She even participated in my configuration.”
“That, I don’t doubt.”
Kelia blushed somewhat. Even as John spoke, she kept exploring his upper body. Robot or not, it – or he, as his configurations so effectively conveyed – had all the necessary traits to make him quite attractive to a healthy teenage girl. He wasn’t overly handsome like a famous celebrity. He wasn’t some male model, either. He had the poise, muscle mass, and complexion of an athlete. He looked like he could’ve played for her school’s basketball team. By most beauty standards, he was an attractive young man.
It was like John had been crafted with her in mind. Knowing her mother, she’d gone over her favorite movies, music, and books to determine every masculine trait that she found appealing. It might have been an extreme act of parental scrutiny, but she couldn’t argue with results.
It also helped that he only wore a pair of white briefs. The rest of his body was completely exposed to her. His arms, chest, torso, and legs conveyed an aura of masculine strength and sex appeal. If the slight bulge in the briefs were any indication, those configurations extended to other aspects of male anatomy.
“The reasons for your mother’s go beyond companionship,” John continued. “She and my designers made me aware of your situation.”
“My…situation?” Kelia asked.
“You’re a sweet, talented, hard-working young woman, Kelia. You’ve got a bright future ahead of you. Your mother doesn’t want anything to derail it. I’m here to help with that.”
Kelia stopped touching the robot figure and looked him in the eye. Him saying those words – the same words her mother had told her, no less – further affirmed that her mother played an active part in this. The novelty of having a robot in the form of an attractive, half-naked man in her room became secondary. Even that idea paled in comparison to the motivations of her mother.
“You’re also very beautiful,” John said, reaching out and caressing her face with his hand. “Your mother made me aware of that too. Based on my subjective analysis, she did not do justice to your beauty.”
“Thanks…I think,” Kelia said, smiling awkwardly.
“I’m certain more than one boy has noticed your beauty. A few might have even asked you out on a date. As you make your way through high school and university, there is a high probability that you’ll receive more inquiries. Beautiful women have a tendency to attract significant intention from heterosexual men.”
“Yeah, I’ve noticed,” she said, recounting more than a few colorful conversations with interested men.
“And while you’ve managed to avoid such distractions, your mother acknowledges that you are a young, heterosexual woman with natural inclinations for male companionship. She even accepts that you occasionally have desires, including those of a sexual nature.”
That made her blush even more. Kelia’s mother was less subtle than most when it came to sexual issues. She’d taught her about sex years before their school got around to it. Some of that might have been because her older sisters weren’t well-informed during their teenage years, but that didn’t make it less awkward. She just hoped her mother hadn’t told John why she took extra-long showers on weekends.
“Of course, it involves sex,” Kelia muttered.
“It is a rather important component,” John continued. “Both your sisters had promise. One ended up pregnant in college, which forced her to drop out. The other found herself in several unhealthy relationships that derailed her once-promising career in marketing.”
“I assume she told you about my father, too,” she said dryly, “better known as the secretive pussy hound who focused too much on his mistresses and not enough on his law career.”
“Given the sensitive nature of that topic, I’ll skip over it. The choices of your sisters and father are in the past. They cannot be undone. You, however, have much more potential than they ever did. Your mother encouraged you to not let anything distract you from realizing that potential. I’m here to present a more tangible incentive.”
There was a distinct innuendo within his tone. It was the kind of lurid subtext she didn’t often hear outside a high school locker room. That innuendo became less subtle when John casually removed his underwear, revealing a set of male genitals that must have been designed with horny women in mind.
It was big, but not overly bit. It didn’t look like the kind of endowment that only existed in porn or novels. At the same time, it was perfectly shaped and proportioned to John’s stature. By any measure, it looked like a real penis. The healthy, heterosexual woman in Kelia couldn’t help but admire it. It effectively completed the perfect masculine figure standing before her.
“Whoa,” said Kelia, covering her mouth to temper her reaction.
“As you can see, my systems include a fully-functional,” John said, as though he was describing a new appliance. “The shape, length, girth, and texture was designed to offer maximum appeal to a female user. It has inner working similar to those of a standard male penis, but the engineers at TrueTech Robotic made it a point to optimize its function far beyond that.
“Yeah…I see,” she said. “I’m almost afraid to ask what you mean by optimized.”
“You don’t have to ask. I can easily show you.”
Before she could make another comment, his demeanor shifted and that perfectly crafted penis shifted with it. With speed and efficiency that defied male biology, he became fully erect. There was no touching or stimulation involved. It was like flipping a light switch. One second, it was completely flaccid. The next, it was completely hard.
Having been shocked and surprised in so many ways since entering her room, Kelia just smiled and shook her head in amazement. It wasn’t just sinking in. She was starting to accept it. She had a robot boyfriend and he’d come equipped with a working dick.
“Okay. I’m done being shocked. That’s impressive!” Kelia said.
“Thank you,” John said with a polite nod. “The optimizations go beyond basic male arousal. As I am not bound by the limits of male anatomy, my penis can remain fully erect indefinitely. It can provide sexual stimulation for as long as you desire. It even has a vibration function to further enhance intercourse. I can show you that too if you wish.”
“No. That’s okay,” Kelia said, putting her hand up to stop another demonstration. “I’ll take your word for it. You’re a robot boyfriend equipped for unlimited sex. I get the message.”
“Then, I suppose the only item left to address is for you, Kalia. As required by both my programming and TrueTech regulations, I require your affirmative consent prior to carrying out my role. Please note that denial will neither offend nor disappoint me. If you do not wish to have me as your robot boyfriend, I will simply deactivate and submit a retrieval order to TrueTech. I can be gone as early as tomorrow morning.”
“Deactivate? That sounds unpleasant,” she pointed out.
“It is no less strenuous than putting a computer into sleep mode. I am capable of forming intimate, emotional bonds with humans, but I am still a robot. My desires and my purpose are intertwined. Affirm my role and I will pursue it to the utmost. I will support you, aid you, and form a loving bond with you as you navigate your promising future. However, I can only do this if you grant me that honor.”
It was a strange, if not unprecedented, situation for Kelia. She faced a choice, as well as an opportunity. Moreover, she had to make a decision while standing in front of a naked man with a throbbing erection.
On many levels – too many, if she were being honest – she understood her mother’s reasoning for doing this. She’d seen her two oldest daughters miss out on promising futures because of their personal lives. Her estranged father was also testament to how passions and lust could undermine someone’s future. With John Bliss, Kelia might have the best possible alternative to utter solitude and total celibacy.
A robot boyfriend wasn’t going to derail her future.
A robot boyfriend wasn’t going to knock her up, cheat on her, or work against her.
A robot boyfriend would, for all intents and purposes, give her the best possible companionship, both emotionally and intimately.
The idea of having a loyal companion through the many challenges she faced had plenty of appeal. Essentially, she wouldn’t have to worry about her personal life. It was a luxury no promising teenage girl had ever enjoyed before. Her mother might have had other reasons. At some point, Kelia planned to have a long, awkward talk with her. For the moment, however, she had a choice to make.
She was silent for a good minute or so. Still standing close to John, she reached out and touched his chest. She also found herself glancing down at his penis, which remained erect. In his stature, she saw a robot encased in attractive male flesh. In his eyes, however, she saw something more. That made her decision clear.
“John Bliss,” she said to him, her voice taking on a serious undertone. “The promising future my mom wants for me…I want it too. I also don’t want to isolate myself just to get it. I’m only human. I have wants…needs…passions.”
“I understand that. I cannot do anything to help you until I have your verbal affirmation,” John said, his tone sounding uniquely emotional, especially for a robot.
“Then, yes. Consider this my overt, unambiguous affirmation,” Kelia said strongly. “I want you to be my robot boyfriend. I want you go help me realize those feelings. And, in the interest of sharing those feelings, I’d like to test your ability to help.”
Kelia surprised herself by how sensual her voice became. It reminded her that, as focused as she was on her studies, she still had the same desires as any healthy teenage girl. She now had an opportunity to sate those desires in ways other than taking long showers.
Seizing upon the opportunity, she stepped back from John and took off her clothes. She was somewhat nervous. She blushed again as she took off her shirt, removed her pants, and undid her bra. While she wasn’t overly shy when getting undressed, she’d never gotten undressed in front of a naked man, especially in her bedroom.
John Bliss, whether by programming or some deeper emotional connection, reacted as well as anyone could ask of a good boyfriend. He smiled upon seeing her naked form. She felt him scrutinize her feminine features, paying close attention to her breasts, hips, butt, and genitals. She couldn’t tell if he was admiring her or scanning her as part of some robot interface. Whatever his reasons, Kelia appreciated his reaction.
“I believe I can accommodate such a test,” John said as he took a step closer. “And I must say, Kelia…your body is even more beautiful than my data files described.”
“I’m sure that’s just my mother’s input talking,” Kelia said with a humored grin.
“At this point, my activation protocols are complete. From here on out, my words and conduct are a product of my conscious desires.”
“A robot with desires and a raging boner,” Kelia said, noting his still-erect penis that was already pressing against her. “I don’t know if that’s a first, but I admit I’m very curious right now.”
“Then, by all means, Kelia…feed your curiosity.”
It was official. Kelia had a robot boyfriend and he knew how to use sexual innuendo. If her growing arousal were any indication, he used it very well.
Following her curiosity, she drew John Bliss into an intimate embrace. She wrapped her arms around his neck while he wrapped his around her waist. Natural human flesh made contact with unnatural synthetic flesh. It still felt very good. As far as her escalating desires were concerned, she couldn’t tell the difference.
She started touching and pawing his masculine flesh. He did the same, feeling up her hips, butt, torso, and breasts. His hands were so soft and smooth. His skin was so warm and firm. John Bliss exuded an aura of refined masculinity. Even if he was a robot, made for the specific purpose of evoking such feelings in horny women, it still ignited her desires.
“John,” she said while gazing into his robotic eyes.
“Yes, Kelia?” he replied.
He smiled warmly before complying with her request. With one hand on her waist, he cupped her chin and drew her into a soft kiss. Again, synthetic flesh met with human flesh. Unlike before, it didn’t just feel indistinguishable from another person. It felt better.
John was so affectionate and tender, savoring the taste of her lips before working in a little tongue. Kelia hadn’t kissed many boys before. The last one she kissed was at a middle school Sadie Hawkins dance and the boy she shared it with had been somewhat sloppy. John must have had a detailed program on how to properly kiss a woman because Kelia loved every second of it.
“You’re a good kisser,” she told him.
“If I am to be your robot boyfriend, I certainly should be,” John said, still smiling.
He kissed her again. This time, it escalated into full-blown foreplay.
As their tongues twirled, she hungrily traced her fingers around his manly sinews. He grew bolder with his touching, squeezing her butt and fondling her breasts. His erect penis kept pressing up against her as well. It helped intensify her arousal, but it heightened her curiosity even more.
“Let’s take this to the bed,” Kelia said after their lips parted.
“Of course,” said John Bliss. “Do you have any preferences for how you like to be sexually pleased?”
She laughed and blushed somewhat. He sounded more like a cross between a computer prompt and a mannerly boyfriend. It was an odd way to go about sexual intimacy, but very appropriate for a robot boyfriend.
“My sexual experience is…limited,” Kelia admitted. “You said you have in depth knowledge of female anatomy, didn’t you?”
“Indeed, I do,” John replied. “I also have data specific to your body and psychological profile. So, if necessary, I can surmise a means for optimal sexual satisfaction.”
“I’d love to know where you got that information, but I’m too horny to care right now.”
She latched onto her robot boyfriend’s arm, feeling more playful than she had in a long time. She led him to her bed where she pulled back the covers and guided him into another intimate embrace. Having such little sexual experience, she didn’t have much to go on. She had an idea for how she wanted to pursue quality, satisfying lovemaking. She just didn’t know how to go about it.
Traditionally, girls like her had to stumble around in the dark with boyfriends or hook-ups. For all Kelia knew, she was the first woman in history to have a robot boyfriend help maximize her emerging sex life.
“Here’s how I want to do this, John,” Kelia said, now sitting on the side of her bed. “I’m going to lie down on my back. Then, I want you to get in top of me, use whatever advanced systems you’ve got, and do what you determine works best. I trust your systems, as well as your judgement.”
“That’s quite a bit of trust to put in anyone, even if they are a robot,” John said to her.
“I know,” she admitted, “but if you’re going to be my robot boyfriend, then we’ll need that trust. Let’s start that now!”
Kelia drew John onto her bed. He eagerly followed, his eyes never diverting from hers. She saw an intensity in his gaze that seemed more than robotic. It further confirmed that he’d been programmed to form emotional bonds with his users. She could already see hints that he was forming one with her.
The depths of that bond remained in question. As she laid down on her bed, her naked body on full display to him, she awaited the next phase of this unprecedented journey. She’d just placed her trust in a robot programmed to be the perfect boyfriend. There was no telling where that could lead.
“I will honor and preserve your trust, Kelia,” John said.
“Is that a promise?” she asked with a seductive grin.
“It is more than that,” he said. “As a robot, it is my purpose. But an artificial intelligence with human emotions, it is my greatest desire.”
There was nothing robotic about his voice. Kelia could hear the sheer desire in his words. There was more desire in John’s voice than she’d heard in any man she’d ever known. That boded well for whatever determinations he’d made with his systems.
“And, in the interest of full transparency, I surmised the optimal means of pleasing you before you took your clothes off,” John added. “From here on out, you need only relax and enjoy my advanced capabilities.”
Before Kelia could respond to that, John Bliss laid down on top of her and kissed her again. It was more intense than before, evolving quickly into more extensive foreplay. It got her heart racing and set her loins ablaze. There was no turning back now. She was going to make love to her robot boyfriend.
It started with simple, intimate gestures. She continued exploring his masculine features while he did applied affectionate touching to hers. The weight of his body – which, oddly enough, didn’t feel as heavy as that of a normal man – pressed against hers. Naked skin meshed with synthetic skin. It helped establish part of that bond that he mentioned. It didn’t just make her horny. It made her want to share a passionate moment with this being.
“John…” she gasped.
Her blissful reaction prompted him to step up his process. As her breathing intensified, John directed his hungrily lips down her naked body. He was gentle, yet direct, tasting her naked skin and making his way down her torso. He stopped only briefly to give her nipples some added stimulation, which sent shivers of delight coursing through her body.
Kelia didn’t know she liked having her nipples teased. That must have been something John surmised before her. The fact that a robot boyfriend knew what she liked before she did said more about her than it did about the robot.
As Kelia took in those sensations, the anticipation kept building. By the time his lips reached her inner thighs, she was already gripping her bed sheets. She eagerly spread her legs and hitched them around John’s shoulders. Her body ached for more stimulation. She been horny before, but never like this.
“I’m going to give you oral sex, Kelia,” John told her, his eyes still locked on her.
“Is this where all that data on female anatomy comes into play?” she asked with a playful grin.
“Only to a point,” he said. “Data is only part of what makes my system work. What I do with it and why…that’s where I affirm my purpose.”
John Bliss went to work proving the worth that system. Like a perfectly honed machine – an accurate, if not too literal description – he proceeded to orally please her. As soon as his lips and tongue made contact with her outer and inner folds, Kelia’s own systems went into overdrive.
“Ooh John!” she squealed joyously.
The initial surge of sensations made her entire body shudder. She squeezed the bedsheets and spread her legs wider, closing her eyes and soaking in the feeling. John hit every nerve in and around her womanhood with perfect precision, including a few she didn’t know existed.
He skillfully used his fingers to tease, stimulate, and caress her folds. He used his tongue to probe her depths, hitting those deep, intimate areas that sent ripples of bliss coursing through her body. Kelia had heard stories from her older sisters about how little men knew about a woman’s anatomy. That was not an issue with John Bliss. Already, he’d done plenty to prove that he was more than just a man and not just because he was a robot.
“Your pussy tastes very good,” John said while lightly fingering her depths. “My taste sensors are quite active.”
“Active…right,” Kelia laughed, figuring that was a robot’s way of giving a compliment.
“I also sense that you are very much aroused,” John said. “Would you like me to continue until you climax? Or would you like to climax through intercourse?”
He presented her with two objectively good options. It wasn’t a matter of if she would achieve orgasm. It was only a matter of how. Were he just another man, she would’ve called that bravado. For a robot boyfriend, Kelia saw it as a given.
“I’d…like to feel you inside me,” she told him through her breathless pants.
“As you wish, my darling,” he said. “I was make love to you until you are satisfied.”
“Spoken like the perfect boyfriend,” she said with a beaming smile.
“Don’t you mean robot boyfriend?”
“No. I don’t.”
He smiled at her. Again, that emotional component of John’s system was working. She could sense it in his gaze. He wasn’t just fulfilling a function. There was desire and affection in his demeanor. Now, he was poised to channel all of it into a single act.
Having given her all the oral teasing a young woman could want, he got back on top of her. She kept her legs nice and spread. There was no fumbling or nervousness on his part. Being a robot, as well as a boyfriend, he already knew what to do. He grabbed hold of her thighs, positioned himself over her, and aligned his still-rigid penis with her wet entrance. She grabbed onto his shoulders while gazing passionately into his eyes, making her own passions clear to him. Whether robotic or human, those passions resonated.
“Kelia…my love,” he said.
With those fateful words, John Bliss thrust his hips forward and entered her. What followed next defied everything Kelia thought she knew about a teenage girl’s sexual experience.
The union of their flesh was seamless. As soon as he was fully inside her, Kelia felt her inner folds tighten around his penis, as if to mold the perfect fit. When he started moving his hips, creating that balanced sexual rhythm, it was so intimate and smooth. With every motion, more intimate stimulation followed. The pace soon intensified. Before long, they achieved a perfect pace of passionate lovemaking.
“Yes! Yes! Ohhh yes!” Kelia cried out.
It felt incredible. There was little of the discomfort that her older sisters had warned her about when they described their first sexual experiences. They’d told her that it was normal for teenagers to fumble around a bit with sex. Sometimes, the man blew his load too quickly. Sometimes, the woman just wasn’t in the right mindset to enjoy it. Just getting on the same page was a challenge.
That was not the case with her and John Bliss.
Both his robot systems and his intimate desires culminated in this act. The way he looked at her, having both desire and passion in his eyes, obscured the line between man and machine. He wasn’t just tasked with satisfying her. He wanted to satisfy her. When she neared the cusp of orgasm, his expression only intensified.
“John! Ooh John! I…I’m coming!” she cried out.
He sensed it even before she loudly shouted it into his ear. He steadied his hips, held her closely, and made the final few movements to send her over the edge. When it came, she wrapped her arms around his neck, closed her eyes, and let out a cry of delight.
It was the best orgasm she’d ever experienced. There was no close second. Feeling a strong, handsome man in her intimate grasp, knowing his every act had been driven by real desire, made it special. As her lower body contorted to the onslaught of ecstasy, she cast her robot boyfriend a beaming smile and kissed him. Seeing her return his passions and hearing her moan from the pleasure triggered a reaction in him, as well.
“Kelia…my lover,” he said distantly. “Your touch…your passion…your pleasure…I feel it too.”
“Yes, John…feel it with me,” Kelia said breathlessly. “Please…give me more. I want more!”
The side-effects of a great orgasm had set in. As much as Kelia enjoyed it, she wasn’t satisfied. She craved more and John Bliss did not hesitate to continue. Their flesh still entwined, he resumed their sexual rhythm. New waves of intimate bliss followed.
As he rocked her body with their sex, he kissed her. That left no room for ambiguity. He felt the same sensations. His synthetic skin, his artificial intelligence, and his robot system allowed him to share in the feeling. That gave him even more motivation to satisfy her. Once again, Kelia couldn’t deny the results.
Their lovemaking unfolded like an impossible fantasy made real. John never lost focus for an instant. He continued working his body against hers, his masculine flesh slithering smoothly within her womanly depths. More ecstasy followed, but even as the feeling intensified, Kelia dared to be a little playful.
They rolled around on the bed, laughing and exchanging affectionate gestures. They made love in various positions. She let John Bliss make the most of his data, guiding her through various bodily alignments that tested both her flexibility and her stamina. She quickly learned that she loved being spooned from behind. She also enjoyed pinching her nipples during extra-hot moments.
Her intimate exploration with John led to more orgasms. Every time she came, he reacted in a way that made her suspect he achieved some kind of orgasm as well. It might have been unique to a robot. She didn’t know if it was as intense, but it certainly kept him going. Unburdened by traditional bodily limits, he could go for as long as she needed.
“Kelia…my darling…my purpose…my love,” he said throughout their lovemaking.
“John Bliss…my robot lover,” she replied.
Those passionate words echoed alongside a steady succession of moans and grunts. Kelia lost track of how many times she climaxed. However many it was, John made sure they all felt incredible.
While he probably could’ve made love indefinitely, Kelia was still human. She remembered that all too well once her limits caught up with her. After what ended up being her final orgasm, she let out a deep, content gasp and collapsed onto her bed in exhaustion. John must have sensed it because he withdrew his flesh from her and laid down next to her.
“Kelia…are you satisfied?” he asked her, still embracing her in his arms. “I cannot finalize my status as your robot lover until you confirm your satisfaction.”
“Mmm…” was all Kelia got out at first.
“What was that, my darling? Please, tell me whether or not you’re satisfied.”
“It’s okay, John. I’m satisfied…very, very satisfied!”
He smiled joyously, as though he’d just achieved his greatest life goal. For a robot boyfriend, it probably wasn’t too far from the truth. She smiled back, curling up next to him under the covers and enjoying the shared warmth of their naked bodies.
As the afterglow set in, the bigger picture became clear. She’d just made love to a robot boyfriend and it felt amazing. She now had a lover who was fully committed to satisfying both her intimate and sexual needs. In his loving gaze and warm embrace, she felt a connection that went beyond human.
“Hey John,” she said while resting her forehead against his.
“Yes, my love?” he replied.
“Robot or not…I’m glad you’re my boyfriend.”
“As am I, Kelia. I look forward to satisfying you.”
“So am I!”