Robot Lover Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Robot Lover Ch. 02

Once again, in case you're seeing this first instead of Chapter 1, this isn't about real robots. I'm sorry, but I'll bet somebody else has written that story. The whole thing will make more sense if you start at the beginning. Also, please pay attention to the story tags, because the nature of the fetishes here can change from chapter to chapter and people seem to be very specific about the kinks they don't like. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 2

After that huge, sweet orgasm that felt like I was turning inside out, I went from "insanely horny" to "just happy to be here" in a matter of moments.

I pulled Claudia to her feet and turned the shower back on. Then I kissed her, deeply, tasting my own semen in her mouth.

It's not that bad, but let's not be silly.

"I forgot who was supposed to be washing who," I said.

"Do me," she said, and handed me the soap. She put her hands on my shoulders and spread her legs. "Deep clean," she said.

I lathered my palms enthusiastically. "I'm going to enjoy this," I said.

"Me too," she said.

I began with her neck, lifting her heavy mop of hair with the back of one hand and rolling my soapy fingers firmly into her muscles and nerves as if I were massaging her, down from the back of her hairline around both sides and down to her throat.

"I'm getting soap on your hair," I said.

"We'll take care of that later," she said. Keep going."

I soaped her shoulders using both hands, and then worked slowly ...

... through her armpits and down her arms. Her eyes were shut. I lathered up again and did her pecs, digging deep around her breasts, and then, slowly, over them. I strummed her nipples. It was wonderful to roll my hands over her breasts with soap all over the place. Slippery. Cleanest breasts ever. She groaned.

I debated for a second whether to do her whole front before doing her back, or do her whole top before doing her bottom. Her pussy won. I knelt in front of her and gave her little belly a slippery massage, then applied the bar of soap directly to her mound. With both hands, I worked up an good pile of bubbles and took them under her and into her. I looked up and she was looking at my face.

"Does the soap sting?" I asked. I was slowly rolling my fingers through her labia.

"No," she said.

I took her hips and gently turned her away from me, then pushed the inside of her thighs apart. She leaned against the wall for support and opened her legs even farther than they had been, then bent her knees, opening her ass up. I swirled my soapy hands over her tight bubble butt. It was like Christmas morning.

"Thank you for this, robot," I said.

"My master is a perv."

"You got that right," I said. She laughed.

I worked soap all around her taint, scrubbing the joints at the top of her legs, and moved back into her ass. With the lubrication of the soap, I had no trouble getting one, two, then three fingertips into her tight bottom. I pushed, and she made a guttural ...