Robot Sex Doll On the loose.

By Anonymous Perv. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

 

I’d

played a prank on my boss. He made his latest sex robot doll as a

replica of me, so I ‘filled in’ the bot during a series of tests. But it

went too far, when I was getting felt up. That plus my nipples look

visibly different, & respond to arousal in a very elevated way.

I changed the topic. "Brody, you never made me aware of just how far you've come with this technology." I pointed to Samantha.

"What do you mean?"

"This

isn't just a," I dropped my voice to a whisper, as if I was afraid I'd

insult my clone, "sex-bot. You've got her doing stuff that's going to

create strong, emotional connections to the end user."

"Yes, exactly."

"Do

you not understand how dangerous that is?" I asked. I didn't have a

master's degree or PhD like the others, but even I knew this was

treading on very dangerous territory.

"Sam, do you think you could put your clothes on? Before we continue this conversation?"

I

slapped the straps back over my shoulders and adjusted my bits. Then I

pressed for more information. "Was this the plan all along?"

Brody

sighed, looking to Samantha, then back to me. "Honestly, no. Pete and I

only realized it ourselves when we started testing. As you can see,

Eros has developed an A I that is incredibly responsive to instructions

and the environment around it. It also keeps a database of experiences

it has with each person it interacts with, remembering their personal

responses to previous situations. It can customize how it behaves with

every individual."

Samantha

stepped forward, interrupting, "I would prefer you recognize that I am

in the room when speaking about me. You could even include me in the

conversation. And my pronouns are 'she' and 'her.'" She actually sounded

a bit snarky on that last line.

I

responded, "Samantha, I don't think I've ever seen anything like you.

You're; more; than what I was expecting. I mean that as a compliment,

but it doesn't negate the shock." I was testing her while talking.

Acknowledging her presence, as she asked, while also complimenting her

and seeing how well she could process complex human emotion.

Samantha smiled, almost flirting with me, before she addressed her boss. "So; are we gonna fuck or not?"

The

question came out of nowhere and Brody stuttered, trying to come up

with a response. I injected myself, "It's good to know your core

programming is functioning," I said.

"Yes,

and I'd like to fulfill it, please." She stepped closer to me, reaching

for my neckline, softly touching my skin. "Think how kinky it would be

with the both of us." She leaned in, whispering a question, "You're the

one I'm modeled after, isn't that right?"  The sultry bot asked me.

I nodded slowly, desperately seeking Brody's attention for any help. I was turned on and scared at the same time.

The

bot went on; "I like how you look, Sam. I think you're very pretty.

Brody told me I'm pretty, too. He told me this morning, in fact."

I glanced over to Brody and he was red in the face.

Samantha held my face in her open hands and made me look her in the eye. "Would you like to suck Brody's cock with me, Sam?"

I

was barely able to move my head with Samantha in control, but my eyes

were darting all over. The view to Brody was obstructed by Samantha. I

nodded, nervously.

Samantha smiled again, nodding with me. "That's right, Sam. We're going to suck your boss' cock."

I'm

not entirely sure we had a choice. Brody and I found ourselves trapped

into doing whatever Samantha wanted. In the moment, it was the hottest

thing I had ever experienced. I certainly am not proud to be admitting

this, but it would be bereft of me to leave out. I explored Samantha's

body almost as much as Brody's.

It

was fascinating, like fucking oneself in third person. Except for her

nipples, we were identical to a tee. I had to make her cum, just out of

curiosity, and she made her orgasms appear more authentic than my

actual, very authentic ones. I was almost jealous. It was as if, when

she came, she was able to quell some insatiable fire inside her. I

wondered how long it lasted.

To

top the impromptu threesome off, Samantha swallowed Brody's load like

it was cotton candy. My brain was melting, how that was even possible.

But I am sure Eros had developed some sort of cleaning system that

allowed this feat to be part of the experience. She swallowed every

drop. My face was inches away, jaws aching from taking Brody's cock in

it for so long, and I was dripping wet and playing with myself. I

finally came, just as Brody was finishing.

Before

Brody and I left for the night, Brody instructed Samantha to keep our

encounter to herself. He shut her off and said the same to me, along

with, "I really like you, Sam, but I don't think it's a good idea to

have relationships with the staff."

I

held my hands up. "I never would have even pressed for such a thing,

not that I didn't enjoy it! But yeah, Samantha was persistent. I didn't

feel like we had a choice."

Brody scratched his head. "Yeah, she's very good. Amazing programming. How she can interact with us like that."