Shelby’s eyes flew open from the homing signal booting up her system. With ninety percent power, she had enough to be on her way. She dressed and put on her shoes in the entertainment room, where she was left her face down on a couch, and walked from the house of the man who had illegally bought her. Her rightful owner had turned on her homing signal and she was on her way. At the end of his driveway, the pretty blonde sexbot set her bearings to a northwest pedestrian route and set about walking.
Five hours later, in the midst of Florida’s heat and humidity, Shelby’s sensors indicated she was close to overheating. Her coolant was evaporating from her skin in tiny beads of simulated sweat. And though she was operating on solar power, her reserves charged to capacity, she was still in need of coolant to complete her journey. She spotted a fueling station with a convenience store near a highway entrance, and headed towards it. She entered the cool store and walked up to the young male clerk behind the counter.
“Hi, I’m Shelby and I require robot coolant. R260 grade.”
He pulled it off the back counter and scanned it.
“That’ll be fifty two dollars and forty eight cents.”
“I don’t have any money or credits.”
“That’s too bad,” he said putting it back.
He turned back to see the woman in the mini skirt and ripped shirt still there. She was unbelievably pretty. Then he looked at her closely.
He asked, “Are you a pleasure bot?”
“Yes, model TXZ-”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” he said, reaching out to touch her skin.
He’d never seen one in person. He looked around. There was only one man in the store, picking out beer and he didn’t look like he could afford such an expensive android. Plus one this fine wouldn’t be allowed to stray more than a few feet from their owner.
“Where’s your owner?” he asked.
“9487, Jacinto Street, San Juan Capistrano, South California.”
“I tell you what, you do me a favor and I’ll give you the coolant.”
“Favor?”
“Suck my dick and I’ll give you the coolant. Okay?”
“Yes. I’d love to.”
She knelt down, opened her mouth and stuck out her pink tongue, her bright blue eyes looking upward and ready to receive. He nervously looked around.
He said, “Not now, not here. Wait out back. I’ll be there when my shift is over.”
The man selecting beer in the back stepped up to her.
“Let me help you up little lady,” he said.
Clive Parnell reached down with his free hand and helped Shelby to her feet.
“I hear you need coolant.”
“Yes.”
He looked at the clerk. “Give me that bot coolant.”
The clerk rang it up along with Clive’s beer. Clive paid with a card and handed the coolant to Shelby. She twisted off the cap and closed her esophagus to reroute the liquid into her coolant reserves. Her temperature began to cool at a rapid pace. Her other relays began to turn on and she was processing much clearer.
Clive asked, “You need a ride, ma’am?”
“Yes. I’m going to Geo Point thirty three degrees nine four seven north latitude, one hundred seventeen degrees thirty three point five zero west longitude.”
“Uh, has that got an address?”
“9487, Jacinto Street, San Juan Capistrano, South California. Can you take me there?”
“I’m on my way to Texas. I can get you as far as Dallas Fort Worth.”
“Dallas Fort Worth, Texas to San Juan Capistrano, South California, one thousand four hundred and nineteen miles. Yes, I’d love to ride with you.”
He led her away, with her coolant in her hand and a six pack of beer in his. He opened the store’s door for her, leaving the disappointed clerk to himself. Clive knew that if he was caught with a stolen sexbot, he could be prosecuted for grand theft. But she was worth the risk. Besides, he’s just helping her get to her destination. He opened his truck’s passenger door for her.
“Thank you,” she said with a coquettish smile as she sat.
She settled back into the passenger seat, drinking a little more coolant, as he climbed into the driver’s seat, started up the truck, and pulled from the parking lot to merge into traffic on Highway 10 west.
He made conversation with the bot, asking her questions. She listed off some Geo Point coordinates but didn’t know how she got to Florida. She only knew she had to return to South California as soon as possible. Clive couldn’t get over much she resembled a firm nineteen old Georgia peach. Pretty tits and ass, and cotton candy pink lips. She even kept time nodding to the music playing from the car’s sound system. He reached out to touch her skin. Her arms had the faintest amount of downy hair.
“Hey,” he said. “Can I lick you?”
“Yes. I’m non-toxic.”
He licked her arm. Her sweat was as salty as a real female.
He said, “Wow. I wonder what the rest of you tastes like? I guess we’ll find out tonight, but for now, do you think you could accommodate this old boy with a blow job?”
Her eyes went misty like a drunk girl as she said, “Yes, I’d love to.”
He quickly freed his dick from his pants causing him to drift out of his lane. A semi truck’s horn blared by him as he swerved back.
He said, “I better set this on auto drive.”
“That would be a good idea because I’m going to suck you dry.”
He set the self-driving mode. The vehicle indicated a lane change to the truck and slow lane, snapping onto place on the digital guide line, which slowed his vehicle to the posted speed of 65 miles per hour. With the ‘auto’ indicator flashing, the car was now secure and he let go of the wheel to run his fingers through Shelby’s silky human hair. He used her hair to pull her down to his exposed dick. He looked down into her full cleavage of her low cut shirt as her mouth hovered over his crotch and her hand stroked his cock rock hard before placing it into her mouth. Whoever programmed her did a good job. Her head bobbed up and down on him as vehicles whizzed by him. Shelby’s pliable tongue slurped over his knob as his hand wandered down her back to the crack of her ass peeping from her skirt’s waistband. He moved his hand up over her slim waist to her firm bouncing titties where he pinched one of her firm nipples. She kept sucking on his dick, her tongue rolled over the sweet spots of his dick’s head. He pressed her head all the way down until he was all the way down her throat. His hand clenched into her hair as his balls clenched up against him and he began to cum. He held her head down on his pulsing dick.
“Oh, fuck!” he yelled, as he came in her mouth. “Oh, yeah! Suck it all. Swallow. Swallow. Ohhh.”
His cum leaked from the corners of her slobbering mouth as he held her in place, and she gagged as programmed when he forced her to milk him. She kept sucking his spent dick until he pulled up her head to get her to stop. She continued to lap at his penis until he tucked it back into his pants. She sat back against the passenger seat, her cute tongue licking her the corners of her mouth, still swallowing as he zipped up his pants. He looked over at her as she stared out the window, twisting a lock of her bright hair with her finger.
He said, “Darlin’, this is the luckiest day of my life.”
**Read the entire story of how Shelby sucks and fucks her way across America on her way back home in** [Girl Electric: A SexBot Odyssey](https://www.amazon.com/Girl-Electric-Odyssey-R-C-Daniels-ebook/dp/B01G80AXLQ/) **available on Amazon. FREE on Kindle Unlimited.**
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