FYOP/Planet of the Gynoids/0013

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The moment I released my seed inside Gina’s throat, she started to squirm and moan with my member firmly held between her lips. The sensation as I was deliciously sucked dry by the sexiest, wettest vacuum cleaner (not that I considered her just that, but at the time my mind simply agreed with the analogy) was so incredible that I had to grip her head tightly with both hands while I finished and she started climaxing under me.

Slowing down my breaths after this new, wonderful experience, I felt some of her lubricating fluids gush forth from her vagina and sprinkle my feet while she experienced an orgasm of her own. Her kneeling body remained completely naked, clean and untouched, my hands just holding her through her mane of dark hair with my deflating member still resting in her mouth. That was caring enough for her, if the blissful expression on her eyes was any indication.

Finally noticing the way I was grasping her, I released Gina’s head, wondering if anyone would be offended by my manners (but I swear I was completely unaware of the correct protocol to follow when you are being orally pleasured in the middle of the Tribunal’s chambers). A quick glance to a room full of flushed ladies let me know that no offense was taken. With a final ‘pop’ sound, my now fully cleaned penis left Gina’s mouth, who managed to hiccup and smile a little before freezing in place.

”UNIT HAS REACHED ORGASM …
IMPRINTING COMPLETE …
RECONFIGURING SYSTEM FOR NEW MASTER … COMPLETE …
REINITIALIZING SYSTEM …”

By now I was pretty familiar with the whole process, so I just let the full sequence run its course.

“BEGINNING SYSTEM STARTUP …
APPLYING CHANGES TO SETTINGS …
LOADING PRIMARY A.I. … DONE.
LOADING PERSONALLY PROGRAMING … DONE.
PROGRAM ‘GINA’ START.”

That doesn’t mean that I didn’t enjoy every moment of it, including the part when Gina prostrated before me and said with adoration:

“Gynoid – Type 3B, Serial – 0697 0054 5232 Designation ‘Gina’ awaiting orders. What is your wish, my master?”

I just motioned for her to rise again and I helped her in standing up.

“That was not the kiss I had in mind, Gina,” I said with a smirk while holding her hands.

“I’m sorry, Master. I could not resist any longer.” I could see that even if my tone had been playful, she was really concerned that she had displeased me with her actions.

“It’s okay,” I said with a bigger smile. She immediately relaxed at the gesture. “But now I’m sure I am completely depleted for a while.”

Beka looked at me with a dejected look, being the only gynoid in the room who hadn’t been claimed yet. I noticed that, and, with a final caress to Gina’s cheek to show her I didn’t mind, I moved past her and walked over to Beka.

Up close, Beka might have been a very intimidating sight for anyone else, even completely naked. She was taller than me by one or two inches, and her stern looks would be the envy of any drill sergeant. But at that moment, I could only see her eyes full of desire and need and disappointment, which only made her look incredibly cute in mine. “Beka,” I was at a loss on how to console her, “I’m sorry we haven’t found some time for us.” That sounded lame, but I couldn’t think of anything better. “I’m really sorry. Now we have to go on this mission and I feel as if I have been teasing you this whole time. …”

“Don’t worry, Master,” she interrupted me with a false smile. “As you can see, I consider you my master even if we haven’t … you know … done that … yet.” She took a deep breath. “I’m sure after we have dealt with the Oberons we can … make some time … if that’s okay with you, of course.” Seeing a woman as composed as she looked blush and stutter was just too adorable. I closed the distance between us and hugged her tightly, kissing her with all the passion I could muster. I was totally spent, true, but I tried my hardest to convey that I was very much interested in finishing this unintended courtship as soon as I was able.

She immediately returned the kiss, closing her eyes and hugging me with a bout of passion of her own. I’m sure she could have crushed me easily, but her embrace was never painful, just reassuringly tight … and needy.

Her tongue danced furiously with mine inside our mouths. Kissing a gynoid was turning out to be one of my favorite experiences. The patterns her tongue followed felt so rich and random that I would never believe they were done by a computer. I could hear her moans and feel them through our connected lips. She was getting aroused, and who could blame her? If I weren’t so spent I would have taken her right there, but four times in a row was too much for me without some rest, and food, in between (and I had had Mika before that too). I decided then that, even if it didn’t accomplish anything, I would do right by her in this context.

My hands moved downward to her perfect ass and grabbed her firm globes, surprising her a little judging by her jump and the tiny squeak. I moved my right hand between her legs while my left one held her tightly by the gorgeous handle it had found. I could feel the wetness all the way to her center and, without pause, I inserted three fingers inside her. I guess the combination of surprise and stimulation was too much for her, since she quickly convulsed in my embrace while I held tight, kissing her, grabbing her and fingering her in the sexiest rodeo ride of my life (yes, we still know what rodeos are in my time, why do you ask?). She smashed her firm breasts against me as she finally disengaged her lips from mine and just rested her head at the crevice of my neck, still holding me tight but now just heaving profusely near my ear.

“Oh, that felt amazing! Thank you! Thank you!” She was ‘whispering’ in my ear while winding down from her orgasm, but I’m sure everyone could hear her clearly. “I will follow you forever! My lord! My darling!”

And then …

What do you know? Fingering a robot to orgasm counts as sex for their imprinting routines (I guess the kiss helped a little too).

Nah, fingering to orgasm doesn’t count for imprinting. The effort was appreciated, though.