Robot Lover Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Robot Lover Ch. 01

... tight pink knot, as if I could open it.

"I have died and gone to heaven," I said.

"Unnh! Is there pissing in heaven?" she said, "Because there's gonna be some here in a minute... master."

I laughed. "Piss for me, robot."

I held my hands under her. She sighed and relaxed. I felt a spatter hitting my hands, and I rubbed the moisture on her open labia. Then she threw her head back, and a strong stream hit my fingers. I groaned, and so did she. I cupped my hands between her legs and caught as much as I could. The smell was very strong, a morning pee with a noticeable edge of coffee to it. I had no desire to taste it. I opened my hands and let the dark golden fluid fall into the tub, along with the steady jet from her body. It was noisy, drumming into the tub,

I watched, stroking my cock, until her stream began to dwindle, I again cupped a hand under her hairy little mound and spread a pool of piss all over her crotch. She moved her head blissfully from side to side.

When she stopped, she just sat there, waiting for instructions. The whole room smelled like piss. It didn't bother me, and it didn't seem to bother her.

I put my pissy hands under her armpits and said, "Upsadaisy, robot." We both stood up, and I turned her to face me.

"I loved that," I said. "You are my favorite robot ever."

"It was my privilege to give you pleasure, master. You like dirty robots?"

"Sometimes," I said. "Let me make this clear. I likeyou. Dirty or not. Clean is good, too." ...

... I climbed into the wet tub with her and pulled the curtain. "I am going to wash every inch of your body."

"You don't want to lick me clean?" she said, and looked at me with humor in her eyes.

That would be interesting but time-consuming.

"If I were the robot and you were the master, you could make me," I said. I turned and stooped to turn on the water and then the shower. While I was bent over, she grabbed me around the waist and pressed her wet bush firmly against my ass, fucking me with her hips. I stood up, turned, and again kissed her deeply, hungrily, and she returned it. As the shower splashed over the two of us, she took my cock in her hand and started jacking me again. I watched. I felt a rush of lust.

"Wash me," I said. "I want you to wash me... thoroughly."

"I thought you were going to washme, master," she said.

"Don't be an impertinent robot," I said. "Wash me. And let go of that thing, it's going to go off."

"I'll wash that part first," she said. She dropped to her knees in front of me and took my definitely unwashed cock deeply into her mouth.

"Mygod, I... Stop!"

She looked up at me, a bit surprised and a bit amused. She slid off me with a little smacking sound.

"I want to talk to Claudia now," I said.

"As always, here I am," she said, and she licked the head of my cock.

I reached down and pulled her up to face me. "I know this is weird," I said, "but I want our first time to be in bed. I want to... make love, face to face. No ...