Welcome to the Wasteland (closed)

Lucy did her best to set up camp in the entry of the RobCo Robotics and Logistics Co while John got to know the sex robot. There had been Mister Handys in Vault 169, but there hadn't been sex robots! This was crazy.

As Lucy pushed desks and various debris in front of the front entrance, John was stripping for the sex robot in the assembly area.

The mocha-skinned beauty smiled as the human complied with her request to remove his clothes. "Thank you for cooperating, sir," she said. She pressed her body against his. It felt mostly like a real woman's, but a little stiff in some areas and oddly rubbery.

She reached down and grasped his cock. "You have a very nice body." She dropped to her knees before him. "Before I can mold your body to mine you need to be at maximum arousal. I hope I can please you, sir." The robot looked up at him with her metallic grey eyes and flicked her tongue out to tease the tip of his cock. Her pretty lips parted and she sucked the head softly.
 
He stiffened a little at the strange feeling of her. It was very odd and something that would take a little getting used to. However, that hadn't stopped from having the blood rush to his cock and getting him mostly erect. He wasn't quite fully aroused when she began to thank him for his cooperation. He smirked for a moment.

"I am sure you will give it your all."

He gave a little moan as her lips wrapped around his tip as she began to suckle it. He reached down and laid his hand lightly on her head, feeling her 'hair'. He didn't think it was real hair, as he figured that real hair would have probably died by now. Well, he wasn't versed on biology, so he couldn't say it was right or wrong. Whatever her hair was made of, it did have the feeling of real hair.

He groaned softly as she took more of his cock into her mouth, achieving her goal of making him fully erect.

"So good..."
 
The sex robot sucked John's cock rhythmically, repeating the predetermined pattern that had been programmed. Once she sensed he was fully erect, Leah gave his cock a few more good sucks then released him with a dull pop. She stood up and smiled, flashed her perfect white artificial teeth.

"How would you like to have me, master?" she asked. "I can conform to your cock from any position." Her metallic eyes flickered. "From the top?" she pressed her body into him, moaned as she pressed her wet, slightly rubbery, synthetic pussy on his cockhead. She backed away. "From behind?" She twirled around and leaned forward, presenting her ass to him. Her head turned at an incredible angle. "From the bottom?" She got down on her back and spread her legs wide. Finally, she stood up again, that is if John had not grown impatient during the show and stopped her in one of the positions...

Back in the lobby, Lucy figured it couldn't hurt to look around a little bit now they'd she'd secured the place. She checked out the computer John had looked at earlier now that he'd unlocked it. The sex robot was apparently made for one customer in particular but programmed with a customizable sex profile. She read that the robot's personality was programmed to be carefree and exhibitionistic. Lucy hoped they'd sell this thing quick. It was definitely weird. She wasn't sure whether she felt bad for it or not. The robots at the vault had seemed to have some sort of personality, but even that was programmed, right?

Lucy read through some other files but nothing was quite as interesting as the sex robot...
 
He blinked for a moment when she called him master. It wasn't exactly something he was expecting, but perhaps he should have. After all, she had been programmed to service and serve an owner, so calling whoever she served master would only be natural.

He did shiver a little when she pressed against him for the first position as she began to show him what he could choose from. He wasn't in a hurry at the moment, so he just let her show off a bit till she stood up once more. He smiled for a moment.

"I think from the bottom."

He smiled as he waited for her to lay back on the ground, spreading her legs for him. He knelt down between her legs as he took in the view. Curiously, he reached down and ran his fingers along her synthetic clit for a moment,finding the touch of rubber something that would need to get used to. His fingertips moved down to rub along her slick folds, wondering how exactly it was the creators had been able to replicate the fluids. He lifted his fingers to his face, sniffing the smell for a moment.

He wasn't quite sure what the clear liquid was, but he decided not to taste it. He took a deep breathe for a moment as he shift over her, pressing his tip against her folds.

"Time to take you for a spin."

He laughed for a moment before he moaned a little as he pushed into her slowly. She seemed to be tight, but parted rather smoothly to accomadate him. He moaned as she tightened around him, the feeling of it a little strange at first. Once he bottomed out in her, he began to thrust in and out of her with slow thrusts as he moaned.

"So different...yet so good..."

Perhaps it was the whole excitement of the ordeal, but he foundt he wasn't able to hold out for long.

"I'm....so close....gonna..."
 
Lucy was done reading all the files and scavaging three intact chairs for them to sit on, so she headed back to the factory assembly area. It was sealed off so she didn't hear the moaning of the robot before the automatic door opened. The first thing she heard was John say "I'm....so close....gonna..."

Her eyes flashed to the raised platform of the admin station where John was fucking Leah into the factory floor hard. Lucy's eyes bulged out of her head. At the sound of the doors slamming, the pair looked at Lucy. Like a deer caught in the headlights, she shrank under their gaze. "I - I'm sorry..." she mumbled, then promptly left the room.

Lucy stood breathing deeply outside the assembly area, the moans of John and the robot silenced by the great metal door. Lucy leaned against it, trying to get a hold of her emotions, but her anger was bubbling. Why had she just apologized to John for walking in on him banging a sex robot? She had nothing to be sorry about! What kind of normal person did that when they had another human they could have sex with? She'd been waiting for him to make a move on her this entire time. What kind of guy rapes a girl then doesn't try to have sex with her again?

Lucy came charging back in, hands on her hips. "You know what?" She waited until John was looking at her before continuing. "I'm not sorry for walking in on you! How was I to expect you'd have sex with a robot when you have..." she trailed off. me right here.

She threw up her hands and gave him an exasperated look then left the room again. She didn't return this time. Lucy plopped herself down on one of the desk chairs and shuffled around in her backpack for some food. If John wanted to have sex with a living sex doll over her, fine whatever. She didn't care. Lucy pulled a bag of cheezy poofs from her bag and started munching angrily.
 
John groaned at the slamming of the door caused him to go over, pushing deeply into Leah. His cock jerked as his seed spurted into the mechanized womb, Leah's walls working to massage his cock. As Lucy continued to rave at him, he didn't move except to pull himself of out Leah, who remained on the floor looking at Lucy as well. He didn't say a word until after the upset woman left the two of them in piece. He shook his head for a moment before getting up.

"She is really naive."

"Master? What is wrong? Was it not good enough?"

John chuckled for a moment before shaking his head at Leah.

"No, everything is fine. Just a little problem to take care of. Wait here till I call you."

Leah nodded as she sat up, placing her hands in her lap. John chuckled for a moment before going to check up on Lucy. He foundt her where she had decided to have her little hissy fit. Smirking for a moment, he came up behind her and leaned over, sliding his arms over her shoulders.

"Now now kitten. There's no need to get upset over that. If we're going to sell the robot, we have to make sure it works properly. That's all I was doing. It doesn't mean I don't have my eye on you still."

He smirked for a moment before biting teasingly on her ear before standing up. As he did so, his hands ended up on her shoulders, squeezing lightly.
 
Lucy heard John's footsteps approaching but she didn't turn to look at him. She kept eating her cheezy poofs in a huff. She felt John's hands land on her shoulders then wrap around her in a backward hug. He told her he was just testing the robot to make sure it worked proply and that he still had his eye on her.

Had his eye on her? What the fuck did that mean? Did he like her? Or just liked fucking her? Was she just a step above a fuckdoll?

Lucy crumpled the bag of cheezy poofs and tossed them aside. He bit her earlobe gently and a shiver went through her, which she ignored.

"Well? Does the sex robot work properly?" she scoffed. She felt his hands on her shoulders squeezing gently. "By the looks of things it works just fine. Are you sure we shouldn't keep it around?" she asked sarcastically.
 
John gave a laugh for a moment. He felt she was acting like a spoiled little kid and spurned lover. Even if they were in some truly committed relationship, it was just a toy he was trying out. It wasn't like he was cheating on her with another person. He reached under her chin and turned her face to the side gently before leaning down and pressing his lips against hers for a few seconds.

He let the kiss go with a grin before he stood up once more.

"You sound jealous of a oversized toy. Does it really get to you that much?"

He laughed and rubbed her head lightly for a moment before moving around her. He pulled a piece of wrapped cook brahmin meat and sat down in front of her. He unwrapped it as he looked at her again.

"Keeping her would just slow us down. It looks like she wasn't programmed for anything other than sex. We don't exactly have the know how to keep her maintained, so selling her off to someone else would be better in the long run. Let them deal with the headache of maintenance."
 
Lucy felt small when John laughed at her. To him maybe it wasn't a big deal, but to the sheltered girl from Vault 169, it was. Despite her grumpy feelings towards him, she let him kiss her.

"I'm not jealous," she snapped, clearly defensive as he rubbed her head gently, like trying to calm down a child. "I just thought you'd prefer to fuck a real woman, that's all." She toyed with the button on her armor that would display her body to him, but didn't press it. She felt like she was going crazy. She wanted to have sex with him again despite how they'd met, or perhaps because of how they'd met?

He told her his plans to sell the sex robot and she nodded. "Okay, so we'll sell it off in Miami. I'm not sure where'd we'd sell such a thing, but I'm sure we can rely on you for that?" she asked. She was teasing him this time, less angry than her comment on if they should keep it around, but there was still some bite to her question.
 
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He gave a little laugh for a moment as he stood there with his hand on the top of her hand.

"If I didn't know any better, you did sound a bit jealous for my attention."

He did notice her playing with the secondary button on her pipboy as she spoke, but he didn't say anything about it yet. It made him wonder if she was antsy about using it, but he figured she was not going to make the first move. He laughed for a moment at her teasing question to him.

"You doubt my ability to sell the fembot when we get to Miami? I guess I will just have to step up my game to impress you then."

He slid his hand down through her hair for a moment before sliding his hand down over the right breast of her armor. He leaned closer, kissing lightly on her neck before biting on her slender neck. His other hand slipped beneath hers on her pipboy, pressing the secondary button without hesitation. As the abdomen armor parted from her, his hand laid over her covered breast before his hand squeezed the soft flesh over the vault suit and her bra. His tongue licked up and down along her neck for several strokes before biting down and gnawing on her neck.
 
"If I didn't know any better, you did sound a bit jealous for my attention."

Lucy didn't respond. She sat there in silence with his hand on her head. Okay, so she was jealous of a sex robot. Was that so unreasonable?

Probably a little.

But she didn't think it was unreasonable to think it was rude to fuck a sex robot while your female companion set up camp down the hall. She was about to tell him so when he distracted her by saying he'd have to step up his game, and then he was finally touching her.

He pressed his hand against her armor covering her breast while the other laced through hers on her pipboy. Unlike Lucy's timid prodding, John pressed the button modded into her pipboy with certainty. Her armor retracted, leaving her in her thin vault suit. John explored her breasts as his lips sucking and licking at her neck.

"Ah!" She cried out when John bit down on her neck a little too hard. It sent a forceful shiver of pleasure through her body. She gripped his back tightly.

"I don't doubt your abilities to sell the robot, but I do doubt your abilities in understanding women. I don't care that you fucked the doll; I care that you fucked the doll while you have me here. I thought... well I thought that was the reason you were keeping me around."

She scolded herself for admitting that. It sounded pathetic as hell.
 
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He pulled his teeth from her neck with a little chuckle as he looked at her. He grinned for a moment before he slipped his hands around her hips for a moment. He kept a hold of her as he swept her legs from under her as he guided her down to the floor on bags laid out for them.

"Would you have rather I waited till you went to sleep to test her out? I am sure you would have known either way."

He moved his mouth closer to hers as if to kiss her, but instead took her bottom lip between his teeth. He tugged on it for a moment, pulling it out before releasing it. He put one hand on the floor beside her for support as his other hand went over her right breast, squeezing deeply for a moment.

"Are you unhappy that I didn't leave you to wander on you own?"
 
Lucy let John manhandle her to the floor. Her pulse quickened as he leaned in close, but he didn't really kiss her, just sucked on her bottom lip. He squeezed her breast as his body sloped over hers.

"Are you unhappy that I didn't leave you to wander on you own?" he asked.

"I'm not unhappy," Lucy breathed. She squirmed under him, not trying to dislodge him, just getting used to the weight of his body on top of hers like this. Her hands explored his back and strong shoulders. "Just... all of this is a lot for me. Sex robots and zom- ghouls and death claws and - and sex!" She finally just made herself say it. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since you..." she trailed off. She could not look him in the eyes. Her cheeks were turning as red as her hair.
 
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He chuckled as he looked down at her, his fingers moving to play with the zipper of her vault suit.

"Since I did what kitten?"

As he waited on her to answer, he pulled the zipper all the way down to her waist, waist the two halves fall open. He pulled her suit open more to expose her bra before pushing the top of her vault suit open more. He pushed it down till it was bunched up at her waist and her arms were pulled against her sides for the time being.

"I think you should go without your bra for a bit kitten."

He lifted her up a little before reaching behind her and undoing her bra. He couldn't pull it off completely, sliding it down to her waist as well.

"Such a beautiful kitten I picked up."
 
"Since I did what kitten?"

Did he really want her to say it? He kept touching her, exposing more and more of her skin, revealing her to him. Lucy's breath came faster the more John touched her. She was ready to admit it to herself she wanted him inside her again, but she wasn't quite ready to admit it to him.

Thankfully, he didn't pressure her for an answer, instead, he unclasped her bra, saying she should go without it. He was undressing her but wasn't touching her. The anticipation was killing her.

"Such a beautiful kitten I picked up," he praised

She wanted him to touch her further. Lucy reached out for him as well, ran her hands down his muscular chest. Her tongue flicked out along her bottom lip as she explored the planes of his chest admiringly. She couldn't bring herself to look at him when she finally answered him, "I can't stop thinking about sex since you... forced yourself on me."

She was a meek little kitten, quietly mewling for his attention.
 
He smiled for a moment as he watched her fingers run along his bare chest before she finally spoke. He grinned for a moment and leaned down, running his tongue along her blushing cheek for a moment.

"Is that so? Has my kitten been waiting all this time to be taken once more?"

He bit softly on her earlobe for a moment, tugging a little before releasing it from his grasp. He lifted up from her before letting his eyes rove over her young form once more. He lifted himself up from her before he tugged her vault suit and panties off of her, tossing them aside. He grabbed her legs for a moment before spreading them wide as he settled down between them.

Without a word, he placed the tip of his cock against her wet folds for only a moment before moaning as he slid deeply into her waiting pussy. He paused for a moment as he felt her squeeze him tightly before he began to thrust in and out of her with hard thrusts, holding her legs over his shoulders to lift her lower half up from the floor as well.
 
He smiled at her for a moment then bent to lick her cheek. Lucy gasped when he did. It was oddly arousing despite being slimy and a little gross.

"Is that so? Has my kitten been waiting all this time to be taken once more?" he asked huskily.

He bit at her her earlobe, gently tugging it between his teeth for a moment. Lucy moaned softly. He released it too soon then looked her over, just taking her in. Lucy squirmed from the heat of his gaze.

John tugged her vault suit down and tossed her panties aside quickly. Lucy's breath came fast as he spread her legs apart, taking in her nude form.

She was expecting him to touch her sex again like last time before he entered her, but this time he went straight for her tight sheath with his big, thick cock. John pressed the tip of his cock inside her without any more delay, moaning lustily.

"Ah! Ah!" Lucy cried as he pressed in deeper, her pussy gripping him tightly. He held still for a brief moment before he lifted her legs over his shoulders and started fucking her harder. It felt wonderful, a delicious pleasure-pain, but Lucy was afraid of the feeling. "Please, not so hard!" she begged, though she doubted he would listen. Lucy grasped at his chest tightly, her legs bent and shaking over his shoulders as he fucked her forcefully.
 
He gave a little smile to her as she cried out for him to go slower. He wrapped one around over her legs to keep them in place as he reached down with his other hand, grasping her soft breast between his fingers. His thumb rolled her nipple in a slow circle beneath it at the same time.

"Slower kitten? Since you asked so nicely."

He blew a kiss to her for a moment as he did slow his pace just a little for her. He moaned as he enjoyed the way her pussy hugged him so tightly, molding to his form.

"SO wonderful kitten...fuck..."

He did as she wanted to be slower for a few moments before picking his speed up a little faster and harder.
 
Lucy was glad when John slowed his thrusts at her request. He grasped at her breast with one hand as he held her leg over his shoulder tightly with the other, holding her in place as he plowed deep inside her, in and out. She was getting wetter by the moment, especially when he said how wonderful his kitten felt, and cursed in pleasure.

Lucy purred and gripped his forearms tightly as he began to speed up his thrusts. The pain was starting to fade now. Her breasts bounced freely as he fucked her, her soft, feminine curves jiggling as he fucked her hard, his hips banging into her soft, juicy ass. Lucy's fingernails dug into his forearms as her pleasure built and built.

"Better than a sex robot, huh?" she teased. She rolled her hips on his, moaned as he hit her deep inside. Her pussy was growing wetter to accommodate him and started to squeeze his cock to pull him in deeper. She didn't know how sophisticated these sex robots were, but she was sure nothing could beat the real feeling of a young woman's tight, near virgin pussy welcoming a cock.
 
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He grinned at her little question, pausing for a moment with his cock deep in her.

"Well, I would say better enough to keep you around for."

He winked teasingly for a moment before he picked up his rhythm once more. He closed his eyes for a few moments as he just enjoyed the way she clung around him with each thrust. He enjoyed every moment of her. It wasn't much longer before he could feel himself on the edge, opening his eyes as he panted softly.

"Mmm...so close....that's it..."

He picked up a little faster and harder for a few more seconds, his sac slapping against her ass. It wasn't long before he drove deeply into her as he cried out, his thick cum erupting into her womb. He panted softly as he stayed within her for a few moments before releasing her legs to fall down on either side.

"Such a wonderful pussy you have kitten."

He smiled before leaning down and kissing her softly for a moment.
 
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