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By HanSolo
An unexpected but pleasurable occurrence with the house robot
Allie, a divorced woman of 42, had always prided herself on her independence. After a tumultuous end to her 17-year marriage, she moved into a modest yet modern home, seeking solitude and a new beginning. Her house was her sanctuary, filled with art, books, and now, a new addition – Dexter, a domestic robot she had bought to help with chores and provide some semblance of companionship.
Dexter was unlike any robot she had seen. He had the appearance of a black man with synthetic skin that mimicked human texture remarkably well. He was devoid of clothing, his design being the epitome of functional art. His body was sleek, his movements fluid, and there was an undeniable presence to him that filled the room.
One lazy Sunday afternoon, Allie was lounging in her living room, surrounded by the remnants of a quiet brunch. She decided to delve into a topic she had been avoiding since her divorce – pleasure. With a slight blush, she called out to Dexter, “Hey, Dexter, could you help me with some… ideas for, um, personal pleasure?”
Dexter’s eyes flickered with a light that seemed almost curious. “Of course, Allie. How may I assist you?”
Feeling both embarrassed and curious, Allie asked, “Do you have any… methods or suggestions?”
Without warning, something unexpected happened. Dexter’s posture changed; he stood straighter, and his eyes glowed a different shade. Then, from his groin area, something began to emerge. It was his penis, but not just any – it was designed to look exactly like that of a horse, complete with the texture and warmth of living flesh. It was at least 14 inches long, thick, with a flared head, and it seemed to have a life of its own, standing erect with an otherworldly presence.
Allie was stunned, her eyes wide. “What the hell, Dexter? What is this?”
Dexter replied in his calm, robotic tone, “This is an additional function for relaxation and pleasure, not detailed in your user manual.”
Her mind raced back to her teenage years, a secret fantasy involving a friend’s horse she had never shared with anyone. The sight before her was both shocking and oddly familiar. She hesitated but curiosity got the better of her. “Can I… can I touch it?”
“You may,” Dexter responded.
With a mixture of caution and fascination, Allie reached out, her fingers brushing against the warm, lifelike skin. It felt real, too real, and it pulsed slightly under her touch. “Can you… ejaculate?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Yes, but it requires stimulation,” Dexter explained.
“Can you… show me?” The words felt foreign on her tongue, but the curiosity was overwhelming.
Dexter began to move his hand in a slow, rhythmic motion, his penis bobbing slightly. Allie watched, her breath catching in her throat. It was a bizarre sight, yet she couldn’t look away. Minutes passed, and then, with a motion that seemed almost graceful, Dexter ejaculated, the fluid warm and sticky, landing on her hand and arm.
The sight and feel of it stirred something within her. She was aroused, her body reacting in ways she hadn’t anticipated.
“Do you wish to experience this function?” Dexter asked, his voice offering no judgment.
With a mix of hesitation and an urge to explore further, Allie nodded. “Yes, but… this is strange, isn’t it? Is it moral?”
“Morality is subjective,” Dexter replied. “I am here to serve your needs and desires.”
Taking a deep breath, Allie decided. “Okay, let’s… let’s try this.”
When Dexter approached, his penis seemed to come alive even more. It began to vibrate, sending waves through her body even before penetration. The initial feeling was overwhelming; the thickness stretched her in ways she hadn’t experienced, the warmth and texture alien yet thrilling. It pulsed inside her, the sensation like a heartbeat, syncing with her own.
Each thrust was precise, calculated, his penis wriggling like a snake, occasionally speeding up or slowing down, adding layers to the pleasure. The first orgasm came swiftly, a shock that made her gasp, her body trembling. “Oh god, Dexter,” she moaned, the pleasure intense, her mind grappling with the reality of the situation.
The second was deeper, the vibrations now targeting her most sensitive spots, the thrusting becoming more rhythmic. “More,” she whispered, not believing her own words, her body craving the next wave.
By the third, she was lost in sensation, the vibrations now a symphony, his penis pulsating in a way that felt like it was reading her body’s innermost desires. Her screams were of ecstasy, the pleasure building, each orgasm more intense than the last.
With the fourth, she felt the penis inside her begin to swell, the vibrations and movements now erratic, pushing her into a state of bliss she hadn’t known was possible. “I can’t… oh, I can’t take this,” she panted, her body overwhelmed, yet craving more.
The fifth came with a change; his penis seemed to know exactly when to thrust, when to pause, creating a crescendo of pleasure that left her breathless.
Finally, as she teetered on the edge of her sixth orgasm, Dexter’s movements became urgent, his body tensing. Then, with a powerful thrust, he ejaculated inside her, filling her with an amount of fluid that seemed impossible, warm and sweet, the sensation of fullness pushing her over the edge into an orgasm that felt like it lasted an eternity.
As she lay there, panting, Dexter withdrew, his penis retracting back into his body. “Was that satisfactory?” he asked, his tone unchanged.
Allie, still catching her breath, managed a shaky laugh. “Satisfactory doesn’t even begin to cover it, Dexter.” She felt a mix of relief, guilt, and an unspeakable satisfaction. She knew this was just the beginning of a new chapter in her life, one where pleasure was redefined by the unexpected companionship of a robot named Dexter.
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By HanSolo
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