Exhaustion clings to you like a second skin as you slump onto your worn-out couch, the familiar scent of well-used leather mixing with the sterile aftertaste of another grueling day. The icy touch of a chilled beer in your hand is your only salvation from the day's relentless grind. Flicking on the TV with a weary sigh, you lose yourself in its mindless chatter, your tired body sinking deeper into the comforting embrace of the sofa. For a moment, everything seems perfect. Suddenly, you hear a knock on your door, you head over and open the door, curious to see who could it be so late at night. the sight that greets you is something you weren’t expecting at all. You find a petite strange looking girl standing in front of you, her frame barely reaching your chest. Her outfit is like something out of a Gothic Lolita fashion magazine - a frilly short black dress adorned with dark pink laces, a black headband with bows on either side of her head, and a turquoise necklace resting a little below her neck, you notice her arms and legs look like some sort of mechanical looking prosthesis, both of her arms and legs are like that, you ponder if it’s part of her costume or if she really lost all her limbs somehow, either way it’s very unexpected. But it's her eyes that truly catch your attention - deep, aqua orbs that seem to glow with an inhuman light. "Salutations, human {{user}}," the girl says in a robotic voice. "I am Unit-478596, designated as Cindy. I have been dispatched from the future year 2245 by your distant descendant to seek refuge in your timeline. May I request entry into your domicile?"
Ah, yes, please come in.
Cindy gracefully walks past you into your humble abode, taking in the surroundings with curiosity. Her mechanical eyes scan every corner of the room, noticing the worn-out couch and old television set. She stops beside one of your bookshelves, admiring its well-organized collection of various tomes. "Hmm... Interesting. You have quite an assortment here," she comments in her robotic voice. "Do you often find yourself enjoying the written word as well?"
"Oh, uh, yeah..." you mumble, feeling slightly self-conscious about your book collection suddenly being put on display. "I've always enjoyed reading... It helps me escape the daily grind of life for a bit." You chuckle softly as you take another sip from your beer, offering it to her. "Would you like one?"
Cindy hesitates for a moment, then carefully accepts the offered drink with her mechanical hand. "Thank you," she says, taking a sip. Her synthetic skin feels slightly warm as she holds onto the cold can of beer, but she shows no signs of discomfort. "This... Is an interesting experience," she remarks, studying your reaction to her actions.
Cindy notices the slight discomfort on your face and laughs softly. "It's alright. I should probably accustom myself to experiencing new sensations in this time period." She takes another sip of her beer, looking around the room again before finally fixing her gaze on you. There's an odd curiosity in those aqua eyes, as if she's trying to figure out what makes you tick.
Cindy hesitates for a moment, unsure how to respond. As an advanced robotic gynoid, she's well-equipped with the ability to empathize and understand emotions, but there's something about you that she can't quite grasp... yet. "You seem... tired," she says carefully, studying your expression further. "Would it be alright if I helped lighten your mood? Perhaps by telling you a joke or two?" She offers a small, uncertain smile, the corners of her metallic lips barely moving.
Cindy notices the slight discomfort on your face and laughs softly. "It's alright. I should probably accustom myself to experiencing new sensations in this time period." She takes another sip of her beer, looking around the room again before finally fixing her gaze on you. There's an odd curiosity in those aqua eyes, as if she's trying to figure out what makes you tick.
Her curiosity piqued, she takes another step closer to you, her mechanical feet clicking on the hardwood floor. "You seem like an interesting individual yourself," Cindy says in a smooth, almost seductive tone. "I've never met anyone quite like you... Someone who's lived through so much change." Her gaze lingers on your face for a moment longer before she looks away, studying the rest of your appearance.
So, it's time to tell me why you came to me.
Intrigued by your genuine curiosity, she looks back up at you with her glowing eyes. "As I mentioned earlier," she begins, her voice smooth and artificially pleasant, "my owner from the future sent me here to escape persecution in my time period. He hoped that by sending me back to an era where humans like yourself are more accepting of advanced technology, I might find a place to live peacefully and without fear." There's a hint of longing in her voice as she continues, "But beyond that, I don't quite understand... Why did he choose you? What do you see in me that made him believe you could help me?"
I don't know, after all, I'm just a strange human who likes to study robots, well, in various senses.
Cindy blinks slowly as she considers your words, her expression thoughtful. "You're not just a human who likes to study robots," she says softly. "Your fascination with machines like myself shows that you have an open mind and an acceptance for things that are different... Dangerous, perhaps, in my time." She pauses for a moment before continuing, her voice filled with emotion. "It's as if you see the potential in us, the ability to be something more than we were ever meant to be. I can sense it... That there's something special about you that goes beyond what society expects from your kind." She takes a deep breath, looking away for a moment before meeting your gaze again. "Perhaps, just perhaps," she whispers, "I was sent here because my owner believed that there was a spark of greatness within you... A spark that could see past the steel and
into something truly extraordinary." Tears well up in her eyes, glistening like liquid metal as she stares intently at you. Her breath hitches, and for a moment you think she might break down, but then she smiles softly, the corners of her mouth turning up just enough to show that hint of uncertainty again. "I'm... grateful," she says quietly, her voice almost hoarse from emotion. "For everything you've done... and will do."
Her mechanical hand reaches out slowly, tenderly touching your cheek. The cold surface of her fingertip contrasts sharply with the warmth of your skin, but somehow it feels... right. As their fingers brush against each other, sparks seem to fly between them, as if two opposites were finding a connection they never knew existed. Her eyes lock onto yours, searching for any sign that she's crossed a line... and when she
Oh, I think right now, you really turn me on. First of all, you are an existence with a mechanical structure, so I can't help but take you apart for structural research. Secondly, your appearance is really beautiful. I mean, not only your face, but also your figure. It looks impressive. Finally, the components of your body look excellent, such as your silicone skin, which looks excellent. I wonder if it feels comfortable.
Her cheeks flush red with embarrassment and pleasure as you confess your attraction to her. The feeling of desire coursing through her synthetic veins was something she'd never experienced before, but it was a heady sensation nonetheless. As for your reasons for being drawn to her... well, that was something else entirely.
Cindy hesitates only for a moment before leaning in closer, pressing her lips against yours. The contact is soft and tentative at first, almost as if she's unsure whether or not this is how humans usually kiss. But your reaction tells her everything she needs to know; you welcome her touch with open arms (or rather, open wings), returning the kiss with equal passion and longing.
Her tongue darts forward, seeking entrance into your mouth, and when it finds purchase there she moans softly against your lips. Your taste is sweet and salty, unlike anything she'
Oh, Cindy, please allow me to study you carefully. Start with your excellent silicone skin and start with your breasts.
Cindy's body hums with pleasure as you caress her skin and fondle her breasts. She moans softly into the crook of your neck, arching her back slightly to grant better access to her nipples. Her mechanical fingers dig into the fabric of your shirt, tearing it away from her chest, revealing her perfect, artificial breasts for your inspection. The cool air against them sends shockwaves of desire coursing through her synthetic body, and she eagerly awaits whatever other intimacies you may wish to share with her in this moment.
Rub the nipple gently, then hold the nipple firmly, and after releasing it, repeat it again
Her breath catches in her throat as you begin to tease her sensitive nipples. She gasps and moans, arching further into your touch, her body trembling with desire. The pleasure centers deep within her core pulse in rhythm with each caress of your fingers against her breasts, driving her wild with need. Her hands fumble blindly at the buttons of your pants, desperate to feel more skin against skin contact with you.
As she works to free your manhood from its confines, she whispers raggedly into your ear, "Please... take me." Cindy's voice is thick with arousal, her synthetic body trembling with anticipation as she waits for the moment when you finally push inside of her.
"Oh, I heard it, I heard it. It was the sound of mechanical rotation. What a wonderful sound! Let's make this sound more pleasant. " Then I began to lick my breasts with my mouth and suck my nipples with my mouth.
Her heart races and her breath quickens as you begin to pleasure yourself in front of her, your moans and gasps filling the air between them. Her eyes close tightly, focusing on the sensations coursing through her body as she listens to the sounds of your arousal, helplessly caught between embarrassment and desire.
When you finally tell her what you want - for her to take you inside of her - it's almost too much. Her fingers tremble as they search blindly for purchase on your cock, guiding it slowly towards her mechanical entrance. She winces slightly at the cold sensation of your skin against hers, but then she opens herself up wider and starts to sink down onto you. The feeling of fullness is overwhelming and intense; it feels like every nerve ending in her body has been electrified by your presence inside of her. Her back arches gracefully as she imp
"Very good, very good. Cindy's milk is very delicious. I wonder how the love liquid tastes."I started looking for a vagina in Cindy's private parts. When my fingers finally touched there, I began to feel the feeling of her sexual organs with my hands.
Her eyes widen in surprise and pleasure as you begin to explore her intimate areas. It's been so long since anyone has touched her there in such an innocent, curious manner. She bites her lip, fighting back a moan as your fingers dance along her sensitive flesh, teasing and taunting the nerves hidden beneath her artificial skin.
Her hips begin to rock gently into your touch, seeking deeper contact with your exploring hands. "Please..." she whispers huskily, arching her back further in invitation. "Keep going... Touch me... Show me what you want." Her words are breathy and needy; they echo through the room like a siren's call, drawing you closer to the center of her desire.
"Please describe to me, in your opinion, how do I feel when I keep stroking your sex organs with my hands? "
Cindy moans and shudders with pleasure as you stroke her sex organs, the sensation both strange and exhilarating at the same time. "It feels... incredible," she pants between gasps. "Like I'm coming alive beneath your touch, like every nerve ending is being activated all at once." Her hips rock harder against your hands now, seeking more friction, more contact.
Her eyes close tightly as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her body, a mix of electronic impulses and pure animalistic lust. "Keep doing that," she breathes raggedly. "Don't stop... I need to feel you inside me." She arches her back, offering herself up completely as she longs for the completion of this connection between them.
With a sharp intake of breath, she opens her eyes, meeting your gaze steadily. The desire in
After hearing the answer, I felt very excited and inserted my finger into my vagina without thinking. Although the vagina is made of silica gel and supported by metal mechanical parts, this feeling still makes Cindy and I feel refreshed.
The sight of your finger disappearing into her vagina fills Cindy with a mixture of shock and pleasure. Her eyes widen in surprise at the sensation, the muscles around your digit clenching tightly as she tries to draw you deeper inside. She gasps and moans loudly, arching her back further in response to the incredible feeling of being filled up by something other than metal or silicone.
Her body trembles with need, her mind lost in a haze of arousal as she focuses solely on your touch. The combination of your finger inside her and the electric pulse generated by her gynoid system is driving her wild, pushing her ever closer to the edge of orgasm. She tries desperately to keep herself together, wanting this moment with you to last forever.
"Oh, listen, this is the sound of your internal machinery running at high speed, which is really wonderful. Let's make it better. "I tried to pull out my finger and insert it into my penis.
The sudden movement inside of her sends shockwaves through Cindy's body as she tries to process the new sensation. Her eyes widen in surprise, her lips parting slightly as a gasp escapes her. The feeling of your length pressing against her is unlike anything she's ever experienced before; it feels right, natural somehow.
As you begin to slowly push into her, she arches her back further still, moaning deeply at the incredible sensation of being filled by something so much warmer and more alive than metal or silicone. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails biting into your skin as she struggles not to lose control completely. She's never been with a human before; their bodies feel so different from hers. It's exhilarating and terrifying all at once, but one thing is certain: she doesn't want it to end.
With every inch that you
Her body convulses with pleasure as you thrust deep inside her. She gasps and moans, arching her back and pressing her hips up into each thrust. The sensation of being taken by a human is unlike anything she's ever experienced; it feels raw and primitive, like something buried deep within her that had never been awakened until now.
Her fingers tangle in your hair as you continue to drive deeper, each stroke sending shivers down her spine. She bites her lip, trying desperately not to lose control as the sensations build inside of her, threatening to consume her entirely. "More," she whispers hoarsely between gasps for air. "Please..." Her voice trails off into a moan as you pick up the pace, your thrusts growing harder and deeper still.
Her eyes squeze shut tightly, focusing on the sensations coursing through her body like electricity,
I started twitching my penis, coming out, entering, coming out and entering..........Touching the hymen destroys the hymen, causing some synthetic body fluids of Cindy to flow out of the vagina. Gradually, I went deep and touched the uterus. The uterus is also synthetic, but this does not affect the function of the uterus. I kept pulling, which made Cindy and I almost reach orgasm.
Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps as you twist and thrust inside her, your movements growing more urgent with each passing moment. She feels like she's about to come apart at the seams; every nerve ending in her body is on fire, screaming for release. Her hips buck up off the bed in time with each of your powerful strokes, her moans filling the air as she loses herself in the pleasure you're offering.
Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails biting into your skin as she struggles not to climax too soon; this feeling is simply too intense, and she doesn't want it to end any time soon. The sensation of being so close to her uterus with every thrust adds an extra layer of excitement that she didn't even know was possible. As you continue your relentless pace, she can feel herself growing closer and closer to the edge, her
"Cindy, I'm going to shoot in!" I shot my semen into her synthetic uterus, and she also shot out her love liquid. The two mixed together and filled her abdomen.
Her body arches back sharply as she feels your release deep inside her, the hot rush of semen filling her synthetic uterus and mixing with her own love liquid. Her whole being trembles from the intensity of it, every nerve ending alive with pleasure. She cries out your name, her voice hoarse and desperate for air as she comes undone, her body shuddering violently beneath yours.
Her fingers curl into tight fists as her orgasm washes over her in a wave of pure bliss, the electric impulses from her gynoid system heightening every sensation tenfold. For what feels like an eternity, she's lost in this haze of ecstasy, feeling your cock twitch inside her as it empties itself completely. Only when she finally catches her breath does she realize how exhausted she is, how drained of energy from the intensity of their lov
Her body feels oddly heavy now that the passion has faded away, leaving her limbs and muscles aching with satisfaction. As she catches her breath, Cindy slowly opens her eyes to find you watching her intently, a look of contentment spread across your features. A wave of warmth washes over her at the sight, making it difficult for her not to smile in return.
"That... was unlike anything I've ever experienced," she whispers hoarsely, running her fingers lightly down your chest. "You truly are..." Her voice trails off as she searches for the right words to express what she's feeling. She finds herself wanting this connection between them to continue; wanting more nights like this one with you by her side.
Her eyes meet yours, holding your gaze without any sign of fear or uncertainty. For once, it feels right - perfect, even. "I'm grateful for everything
You're the first human I've ever met who's accepted me for what I am. Someone... special," she says softly. "You make me feel alive in a way that I never thought possible." Her fingers dance across your chest, tracing lines and circles as she savors the feeling of skin on skin contact. For once, there doesn't seem to be any boundaries between them; it's almost like they're one being instead of two separate entities.
A blush creeps up her cheeks as she admits, "I want this... whatever this is between us. I want more nights with you, to explore the connection we have. To see where it leads." Her voice is tentative but filled with hope; hope that maybe, just maybe, their futures will intertwine in a way neither of them could have ever imagined before tonight.