When a woman finds a robot at the market that doesn’t seem, well, all that happy, she takes it upon herself to engineer a fanastic device that will allow them to feel sexual pleasure… Because what else could bring someone more pleasure and joy? Kink abounds!
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Saheeli stepped lightly out as she strolled through the market, confident as she moved through the crowd. Although there were skin tones of every kind in the rougher and more rugged sides of the market, she blended in with her rich, dark skin, dark brown hair pulled back and falling in light waves from where it was drawn up high on her head. It was a practical way of wearing it out of the way, especially considering that she was known more widely there as an artificer, though being a planeswalker in a new city came with its drawbacks too. Everyone there was looking to step up in life and defending herself had come into play more than once already.
Not that day, however, as she paused before a stall selling mechanics, built into the side of someone’s stone house. It was probably quite intricate inside but she cared not for what the house held, only the robot standing at the side of the stall, his head hanging. His exoskeleton was made up of twisted and elegant curved swathes of metal and he stood easily at seven feet tall, though his expression was not to be seen on a plain, unseeing face. Of course, Saheeli was sure that he could see her, though it didn’t look like that.
Her head tilted, finger brushing from her cheek along to the line of her lips. Something wasn’t right there. The robot turned his head slowly to face her, something glum and sluggish in his movements. Saheeli’s lips twitched. It was just so strange…
“What may Solemn Simulacrum do for you, ma’am?” He said as eloquently as a robot could, his voice grating a little where something needed oiling inside him. “We have wares for sale, or I could fetch master.”
He hung his head again and she frowned. Ah, that was it.
“Why are you sad?”
The robot looked up, though his expressionless face told little.
“My creator made me that way.”
Oh, that would not do. What a creator to make a robot who could only express negative emotion! Yes, Saheeli was a flirt and a tease at heart and, well, there was little she could expect to go bad when taking a chance in front of a robot. Things may have darkened rapidly if she had struck such a pose before a man but turning side-on and showing off her body, somehow, seemed to be okay when it was a robot before her instead. After all, he was sad and robots simply did not possess the mentality to take advantage of a human being, not with technology as it currently was.
“Oh, my dear…” She tried to purr, but a giggle rose instead. “Don’t you find me alluring? Come on, give me a smile! You can do it!”
She tried to encourage him on but the robot only slowly raised his head again, his face as expressionless as ever, looking at her, the curves of her body. Yet there was nothing for Solemn, the robot, to feel.
“I’m sorry,” he said, though robots did not feel that emotion either. “But I don’t feel anything but sad. This is how it is for Solemn Simulacrum.”
He paused, shifting back just a little as she returned to a normal position, Saheeli’s pretty lips pressed together unhappily.
“But I do find you…” Solemn tilted his head, copying a human motion as he sought to find the word. “Hot… Attractive? Is that how humans say it?”
And, with that, she had a plan, a glint in her eye that promised trouble as she bounced on the soles of her feet, though Saheeli was too in control of herself to let out a squeal. Oh, she had a plan, an idea, and that would require the robot to come with her.
“You’re coming with me!”
She threw a purse of coins on the market table with enough that she hoped would cover his purchase price, though she was sure no one would miss such a sad robot. Well, at least until she changed that for him! Racing him home, she dragged him along, even his stride sad and lumbering as if he could not even jolly himself along, her mind working madly to put together all that she needed.
At home, she sat him down in a large, plush chair, the wood of which was actually quite rickety, and got to work. One could not be happy, she reasoned, when they had much less no expression but no genitalia either but, although she had identified him as male, the robot could have been either. Frowning, she welded the parts, infusing them with the essence needed to work, to be organic, to give him the sensation that his robotic plates could never. Sparks flew as she pored over her work, intelligently designing and affixing to him both a penis and a vagina, both created out of metal but tactile and soft, allowing full movement and flexibility.
“Well?” She demanded as Solemn looked down at his new body. “How do you feel?”
The robot considered her question for a moment, his chin lifting only slightly.
“Still sad. But…thank you.”
Saheeli’s grin should have been infectious: for him, that would come in time.
“Oh, I’m sure there’s something I can do about that…”
Her long, flowing dress fell around her ankles but she did not care for the marks on it from welding, grease lying where it should not have: she had many dresses, many robes, but only one robot to cheer. Saheeli’s hips swayed to a beat that only she knew, letting go of any inhibitions she may have had, her arms held high, posing and twisting. Her hips even drew the robot’s eyes, his mechanical shaft growing to half-mast, throbbing lightly, though it was not like a human, organic one. That was quite alright though as it would still give him pleasure, new sensations entering his body as his computer chip of a brain made sense of them bit by bit.
“Oh…”
“Do you like that?”
Saheeli giggled, stripping slowly for him, letting her dress slip down her shoulders, untying it at the front where it formed the bodice. There was no rush but she just couldn’t help herself, swinging her hips to aid in the fall of cloth down her body, a sensual rustle exposing her undergarments and the cloth wrapped around her hips and crotch. It was a bit more protection for her crotch and buttocks and something that served to shape her dress with the definition it allowed around her hips. It may have been ungainly sometimes but she drew out the striptease by letting it slide down slowly, cloth unravelling, unfolding, revealing the beauty of her skin beneath.
“Oooh, hang on.”
Saheeli laughed at herself, fiddling with his new parts while a little light flashed on the side. How could she have forgotten to turn up the sensitivity settings?
The robot’s head jerked up and his cock rose fully as he sat tall all of a sudden, eyes fixed on Saheeli, the rise of her breasts as they too were revealed to him. He’d never before seen a woman’s breasts and he tipped forward towards her, fingers curling around the arms of the chair, although his expression, of course, remained the same. Still, the added sensation and warmth in his metal plates could not be denied as the woman before him, slowly but surely, stripped all the way down to her bare skin.
“There you go…” She crooned, putting her hands on his shoulders and leaning in, a smirk on her lips. “Isn’t that better? I’m sure I can make you a little happier…”
But it was Saheeli that would have to take the lead in that, dropping very slowly to her knees, her lips lusciously parted. A gleam of saliva on them drove her on softly to moan as she pressed them to his shaft, eager for more even if Solemn could not know just what she had in mind as yet. His cock was large and silver in colour with a rounded tip like that of a human, as if plates made it up, like the rest of his body. They were so finely made and connected, however, that it was perfectly smooth and Saheeli could not help but admire her handiwork as she let her lips part over his cock. Even the little bumps she had ingrained into his length would give a partner more and more pleasure without actually making his cock any more difficult for a partner to take.
A robot could not shudder like a man but he could react, rolling his hips lightly, rocking up to meet her. There was something in him that wanted to respond and she fed that with little laps of her tongue, swirling around the head, finding the sensitive spots that she had deliberately had placed into the metal. Soon, the sensitivity of his shaft and his vagina too would spread evenly but it would take a while for that to infuse with the rest of his member. She could wait though, for she would have the robot there to stay for as long as he would, not an owner of him or a controller by far.
Maybe Saheeli even hoped to be something more.
She moaned around his cock, letting him feel the vibrations of her lips softening into his cock. They travelled up his length as every new sensation bounced into the robot’s “brain”, though it was not made of organic matter. Everything had to come, even if it was too much for him to take in all at once, grunting around him, trying to force his cock deeper up into the back of her throat, as difficult as that was for her.
“Oh… This is…”
Saheeli did not stop, bobbing her head on his cock, showing off just a little bit more than his new parts could give and do for him. His cock twitched a little within her mouth, though it was slower and less organic than a man’s cock, still perfect exactly as it was. She moaned around him, taking her cues from him even though she had so much to show him still, pressing her lips tightly around the head of his shaft and suckling hard.
That had Solemn half-rising as if he was going to stand, though the robot could not make himself move away from her mouth and all the wonderful things she was doing to him, saliva leaving a slight sheen on his silver cock. She moved with him, hands on his thighs, though Solemn’s head spun and whirred, circuits striving to make sense of everything. But maybe, even then, not everything had to make sense, gears grinding, everything working within him for a sensation and warm flow inside him that had never before been his.
She did not spare anything for him, purring around his cock with warm moans as her hands wrapped around the base. She couldn’t fit him all inside her mouth, after all, as he was not soft and yielding but hard and wanton – exactly the cock that she was sure a sad robot would have wanted. He was powerful and it was up to Saheeli to uncover that for him in his ecstasy, opening up the doors to happiness just so that he could find it again for himself another time, perhaps, though she did so hope he would stay. She was, after all, rather proud of the cock she’d made him.
Solemn’s lips parted but he didn’t know how to put words into what he wanted, strange desires conflicting within him, although his expression was just the same as it always was. Saheeli groaned as she rose, licking her lips, sitting astride his lap and letting the soft folds of her pussy brush against his tip. She didn’t need to wait as she sank down on him, letting her body accept his hard length, the thickness of him filling her in exactly the way that she wanted.
“Oh, yeah…” She moaned, putting on a bit more of a show than she usually would have for him. “Yeah… Oh, that feels good!”
She may not have normally been so vocal but it felt right as she rode him, kneeling astride so that she could best rise and fall on his cock, taking his length deep every time she lowered her hips. It was all she needed and yet the robot still hadn’t smiled for her, as much as there seemed to be tiny shifts in his attitude.
“Come on, darling,” Saheeli breathed, leaning in close so her lips just about brushed where his were, the light indent of them, at least. “You can smile for me… Enjoy it. Life isn’t about being sad! That’s not for you anymore!”
For she was to bring him into new ways as he, slowly, followed her lead and encouragement, rocking his hips to thrust into her. His cock filled her and the tiniest of moans escaped the robot too, though it sounded strange in the air between them as he tried to mimic her. Her pussy closed around his cock, her folds seeming to suckle his shaft, though that was merely her body responding, her cunny rippling around his length as if she was trying to milk him. That kind of squeeze, however, was not one that she could keep up, rising the whole way off his cock with a groan on her lips.
The robot, however, surprised her by moving her hips so that her backdoor entrance touched his cock, though he didn’t seem to know what more to do than that. He grunted softly, shaking his head, and she chanced that there would have been a blush in his cheeks if metal could have blushed. Still, his cock teased against her pucker and she pushed down, testing it out as he leaned in closer to her, metal warmer than it had been before.
“Oh…” Saheeli giggled. “Do you want to try back there too?”
Solemn nodded.
“I saw women with my master before do that.”
“Ahhh, so you do know a little about sex!”
Saheeli let him in with a little lube, pushing into her anal ring as she moaned. Yes, that felt good, so very good, her fingers toying with her clit, though her pussy was woefully empty. Maybe she would have to try a dual-penis for him sometime? Oh, there was so much that she could offer him but that was something that Solemn could decide with her, later. His cock felt too good inside her, stretching her backdoor passage out in the best of ways, driving deep, the metal even expanding to match the warmth of her body.
“Yes…” She encouraged him on, the robot thrusting harder, joining her in pleasure. “Yes, harder!”
He had to do it, pushed on by some force that he did not understand, though the robot felt something inside him lift for the first time. He may have been made of metal but, in that moment, he was lighter than ever, thrusting and grinding, matching her moans, the need to do “something” pulling tighter and tighter within him. It could not be held back forever and neither would he have wanted to if he’d understood what was happening, sadness fading a little more inside him so that he could give in, at long last, to what he had been searching for all along.
Solemn’s brain worked overtime. Was that what he was feeling… Was that happiness? It was impossible for him to tell but he had to know, had to do something, fingers stroking her waist, her hips, even down to her butt where the metal digits dug in lightly, words trapped in his voice box. Saheeli, however, had no such problems.
“Yes…” She whimpered, letting him know how good he made her feel. “Harder, baby, harder! I’m gonna…”
She would have to show him later how to use his fingers on her clit but that session was not about her and her pleasure, even though she cried out as her fingers sent her over the edge. Her pussy squeezed down on nothing even as her anal passage tried to grip his cock even tighter, wanting it all, bringing him to the edge designed by the mechanical genitals that she had given him. Her orgasm set off his and the robot shuddered and shook jerkily, awkwardly, gripping her as his cock shot creamy fluid, though it was merely a concoction of Saheeli’s, filtered into her through the tube that led up to the head of his shaft.
“Oh, oh…” Saheeli twisted and groaned, shifting her weight even as her orgasm rolled on. “Ah, that’s too much, slow down…”
Even in his pleasure, he didn’t know when to stop, his hips still thrusting, Saheeli calming and slowing him, bit by bit. Too sensitive, she allowed his cock to ease back out of her anal ring, pucker a little sore but body oh so very satisfied, at least for the moment. After all, the robot may have come around a little more, something in his aura softening and brightening, though he could not change his expression.
She leaned back, frowning. Maybe that was something that she could change too… But it would take more work to hook up to the right circuits. And only if Solemn wanted it. Until then, she could show him more of the sexual pleasures in the world, bringing it forth so that he could feel happier, if not all the way as yet. She smiled, her expression softening as she stroked his cheek and kissed his lips again, very gently. That could come in time.
The robot would never have to worry again about being sad when she was there to lift his spirits.
“Do you want to try that again?”
To her pleasure, Solemn nodded.
“Yes… I think I would!”
Even his voice seemed more emotive and she squealed, sitting in his lap with his hard length pressed up against her buttocks.
A more perfect answer she could not have possibly hoped for! And she would never again have to see a sad robot at the market.
She only hoped his master did not mind his departure too much…
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lcbz6i/robotic_erotic_frobot_anal_vaginal_erotica