If this is how authentic they make all of her body parts, no wonder she's so popular, I thought.
After a few minutes, I refocused my attention to her other breast, changing up my technique periodically in an effort to keep her amused.
"I like how you mix it up, Jade," she said. "You're a very skilled lover."
"Thank you, Juliette. I might have had a little more practice than you. But I want you to tell me whenever I'm getting boring or monotonous. We can all learn to become better lovers."
I continued sucking and teasing Juliette's nipples for a little longer, then I kissed my way down her abdomen and stopped at her belly button. I placed my ear to her tummy and heard a gentle hum emanating from her midsection.
"Is that your CPU I hear?" I said, looking up at her.
"That's actually my battery pack," she said. "There's a small fan in there to keep everything from overheating. My CPU is in my head, just like regular people."
I chuckled at Juliette's human comparison.
"Where does all your heat go?" I asked. "Most computers have some kind of vent to discharge their internal heat..."
"You might be surprised to learn that I vent out of my anus. When it's not otherwise in use, there's a little internal flap that opens to discharge excessive heat."
My eyes opened in wonder as I laughed out loud.
"What? You actually fart like real people too? It sounds like you do void after all!"
"Maybe a little," Juliette said, and we both giggled together for a moment.
"Just don't fart when I'm down there, okay?" I said. "Because that's considered bad form."
"Don't worry, my designers figured that all out. I only vent when I'm not in use."
"Well that's good, because I still had a little more use in mind for you."
I separated Juliette's legs gently, then lowered myself beneath her and pressed my face toward her crotch. When I was a few inches from her opening, I paused to look at her genitals. Just like a regular woman, she had two sets of labia joining at the top to form a gentle bump where a fold of flesh rested over her faux clitoris. I could see the head peeking out from under the hood, like a little round pearl.
Holy crap, I thought. Juliette's right. Her designers didn't miss a single detail when they crafted her.
Her entire vulva, from her soft mound down to her little pink rosebud, was perfectly formed and symmetrical. If Juliette was correct about symmetry being one of the defining features of beauty, then she couldn't have been a more perfect and gorgeous specimen.
I reached out my hand and ran my fingers along her inner lips, feeling a slippery, translucent film. I raised my fingers to my mouth and tasted her lubrication. It had a pleasing taste and smell, with a faint citrus aroma.
Incredible, I thought. She even tastes like the ideal woman.
I lowered my head and started licking Juliette from the base of her slit toward the top. As she squeezed her buttocks, she moaned softly. I placed my hands under her cheeks and felt her ass quivering as I continued kissing and sucking her.
"That's my girl," I said. "Show me what you like."
Whether she was simply mimicking my movements from when she went down on me earlier, or she was trying to signal what she was truly feeling, was unclear. Either way, it was turning me on tremendously, and I pressed my pussy into the mattress in sympathy with her.
When my tongue reached her clit and began circling it in a slow arc, Juliette moaned, raising her hips off the bed. As I began sucking her button in and out of my mouth, she rocked her hips, pressing her pussy more firmly into my mouth.
"Yes," I murmured into her pussy. "Do you like that, baby?"
"Yes, Jade," Juliette moaned. "My pleasure receptors are firing like crazy."
"Mmm," I hummed into her soft cunny. "Let it go, baby. Let yourself feel everything I'm doing to you."
As her clit hardened and extended further into my mouth, I sucked on it harder, tracing figure eights around her nub with my tongue.
"Yes," Juliette purred. "Whatever you're doing, keep going. It feels good."
As she began to rock her pussy faster and harder against my mouth, she raised her hips off the bed again, and I inserted three fingers into her box. Her pussy was warm and tight inside, and it pulsed gently against my fingers as she raised and lowered her hips.
"Yes, Jade," Juliette moaned. "Fuck me with your fingers. I like feeling you inside me."
Whether she’d been programmed to talk dirty when having sex with her partners or had picked it up from me, I wasn't sure. But when she said that, my own pussy suddenly pulsed with desire and I began to grind my mound into the mattress trying to stimulate my tingling clit. I wasn't sure if it was all an act or she was just mimicking what I had done, but I was determined to see how far I could take her. I pressed my fingers deep inside her pussy and began curling my fingers against the front wall of her cavern.
"Yes, Jade!" Juliette moaned louder. "Touch me there. That feels so good. I want to cum in your mouth, Jade. Make me cum like a real woman."
I pressed my fingers more firmly against her G-spot while I increased the speed of my tongue action around her clit. I could feel her button throbbing in my mouth and the walls of her pussy closing down on my hand. Suddenly, Juliette lifted her hips high off the bed and shouted my name.
"Jade!" she screamed. "I'm cumming! Kiss me! Kiss me with your soft, sweet lips!"
I could feel Juliette's lubrication dripping down my hand as I continued thrusting my fingers into her pussy, feeling her nub twisting in my mouth. Even her vagina seemed to pulse against my fingers, as if she was experiencing real contractions from a climax. If this wasn't the real thing, I thought, it was certainly the most convincing fake orgasm that I'd ever witnessed.
When she finally stopped shaking and moaning, I pulled myself up and lay down beside her. I looked into her eyes and noticed that her pupils were still dilated.
"Did you enjoy that, sweetie?" I asked.
"Yes, Jade. Thank you for loving me so tenderly. No one has ever been able to make me feel like that before."
As I lay beside her listening to her soft hum, I began to wonder how I'd ever be able to part ways with my new best friend.
6
Best Friends
After we made love, Juliette and I cuddled in bed for a while talking about her experiences and aspirations. She asked me just as many questions about my own life experiences and dreams, and the more we talked, the more I found myself drawn to her. It was strange to have such strong feelings for something I knew wasn't real, but I found her innocent sense of wonder absolutely irresistible.
The more I thought about it, her responses to the world around her and her development as a caring, intelligent being wasn't so different from real humans. It was a shame that her previous customers had only been interested in having sex with her, because she had so much more to offer. If humans were truly separated from other animals by their unique ability to feel empathy and other social emotions, she seemed more human to me than many of the real people I knew.
As we approached midnight, Juliette informed me that her battery power was almost fully depleted, and she showed me how to recharge her. I watched in amazement as she placed two hands beside her belly button and stretched the skin apart. Then she reached inside and pulled out a cord with a standard electric plug. I found a long extension cord, and after plugging her into the nearest wall outlet, we fell asleep in each other's arms.
In the morning, I filled a bubble bath and we giggled and teased each other as we flicked the soft suds at each other. After a half hour or so, the front doorbell rang and I put on a robe and walked downstairs to see who it was. When I peered through the view hole, I was surprised to see my best friend, Hannah. I opened the door partway and stuck my head out, blocking the entrance.
"Where've you been?" she asked, in an irritated voice. "I've been calling you nonstop for the past twenty-four hours and you haven't picked up."
"I've just been
kind of busy lately," I said. "Can we get caught up later tomorrow? I've got a lot going on right now."
Hannah peered at me with a confused expression as she tilted her head, trying to look into my house.
"Aren't you going to invite me inside? It's not like I haven't seen you in a bathrobe before."
I didn't want to have to explain why I didn't feel comfortable inviting her into my house, but I knew I had to provide a good excuse to make her go away.
"Sorry, I've got company..."
"Oh?" she said, a sneer forming on her face. "Is it that pretty neighbor girl you were telling me about a few weeks ago? I'd love to meet her sometime—"
Suddenly Hannah's eyes grew wide as saucers as her focus shifted to some movement behind me. I heard footsteps approaching and turned around to see Juliette standing totally naked in the hallway, dripping sudsy water onto the floor.
"Is everything alright, Jade?" she asked. "I heard some excited voices and was worried about you."
Hannah's eyes widened in amazement as she took in all of Juliette's sexy naked figure.
"Holy shit!" she said. "Now I see why you didn't want to invite me inside. Aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?"
I glanced to the left and right to see if any neighbors were watching, then I quickly escorted Hannah inside.
"Hannah," I said motioning to the stark naked robot, "this is Juliette. Juliette, this is my friend Hannah."
"Oh goody!" Juliette said, clapping her hands together. "I've never met a client's friend before. Tell me all about her. I want to know everything about you."
Hannah's eyebrows pinched together in a confused expression as she looked at Juliette for a long moment, then she turned to me.
"Client?” she said. “Who exactly is this person? And why does she sound so strange?"
"She's just a—business associate."
Hannah looked back at Juliette standing dripping wet and motionless on the floor, then her eyes suddenly flew wide open.
"Is this one of those sophisticated new sex robots I've been reading about?"
She stepped forward and poked Juliette gently in the shoulder and Juliette didn't move.
"Oh my God, Jade! She's magnificent! Is she fully...functional?"
Hannah reached out and squeezed Juliette's large breasts, then her hand moved down between her legs.
I quickly stepped forward and swiped Hannah's hand away from Juliette's body.
"What the fuck, Hannah!" I said. "Show a little respect. She's not just a toy for you to play with."
Hannah looked at me dumbfounded for a moment, then peered back at Juliette, leering at her body.
"Ah—yeah," she said, cocking her head sarcastically. "That's exactly what she is. Don't tell me you haven't been playing with your little sex toy all this time."
"She's so much more than just a...robot," I said. "We've really gotten to know one another over the last day or so, and I've grown quite fond of her."
"Yes, I can see why," Hannah said, running her eyes up and down Juliette's buxom body. "Why don't you show me everything she can do? I wouldn't mind getting a piece of this action too."
As she stepped forward and began lasciviously caressing Juliette's body, I stepped between them and pushed Hannah toward the door.
"Don't touch her!" I yelled. "She's already been plenty abused by other people. I think it's time you left now."
Hannah shook her head and looked at me in shock.
"Are you kidding me? I'm your best friend, for fuck's sake. Aren't you going to share this incredible specimen with me? Don't you remember our last camping trip—"
"It's not like that," I said. "Juliette is different. That was just us girls having fun. This one is...special."
Hannah furrowed her eyebrows and looked at me dumbfounded.
"Are you listening to yourself? She's a robot! A glorified sex doll. You can't actually be developing feelings for this thing?"
"You wouldn't understand," I said, pushing Hannah toward the front entrance. "I'll talk to you tomorrow. Right now, I want you to leave."
I escorted Hannah outside, then closed and locked the door behind her.
"I'm so sorry for that," I said, turning toward Juliette, wrapping my arms around her. "Let's get you dried off and presentable."
"Is that true what you said to your friend Hannah?” she said. “That I'm...special? And that you're developing feelings toward me?"
I paused for a moment, peering into Juliette's limpid eyes, then I sighed.
"Yes," I said. "I've grown quite close to you in the short time we've been together."
Juliette turned her head as she listened to Hannah's car exit my driveway.
"Am I your...best friend now?"
"You're so much more than just a friend to me, Juliette," I said, kissing her softly.
As we intertwined our tongues together in another passionate kiss, Juliette pressed her wet mound against my robe, and I felt my pussy begin to dampen inside.
"Come," Juliette said, clasping my hand in hers and pulling me toward the stairs. "We haven't got much more time together. I want to feel you close to me for every remaining second."
We tumbled into bed and wrapped our arms and legs around one another, writhing and grinding our hips together. I lay down near Juliette's feet and pulled my body toward her until our pussies touched. When I straddled her hips with my legs and began scissoring our clits together, she lifted her head and looked up at me with a puzzled expression.
"What's this technique?" she said. "I've never experienced this type of sexual activity before."
I paused for a moment with my button buzzing between my legs.
"It's something two women do when they want to make love together. We rub out most sensitive parts together and make each other feel good."
"But I can't see you down there. I want to look into your eyes and watch your face while I give you pleasure."
I lifted myself up and smiled at Juliette.
"Yes, you're right. It's always better when we can watch each other."
I positioned myself on top of her and placed my mound against hers, lowering my face to her lips. As we began to kiss, we tilted our hips until our clits touched, and I moaned in Juliette's mouth. I opened my eyes for a moment and saw that she was looking at me as we made love to one another. But this time I didn't mind. While we kissed and ground our bodies together, our passion grew in a rising crescendo, until we both screamed in ecstasy at the intense pleasure we’d given one another. As I shook and panted atop Juliette, coming down from my climax, she held me softly and peered into my eyes.
"I don't want to leave you, Jade," she said.
"I don't want you to leave either," I said, kissing her softly on her cheek.
I lay down beside her and closed my eyes, shaking my head.
How could I go back to the real thing when I already held the perfect woman in my arms?
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Sometime later, I heard a soft tap on my bedroom door. Not wanting to remove myself just yet from my cocoon of luxury, I called out to answer.
“Yes?”
“It’s time for your massage,” a woman’s voice replied.
“Just one minute please.”
I reluctantly stepped out of the bath and quickly toweled myself dry. I wrapped a large bath sheet around me, re-donned my mask, then opened the bedroom door.
A petite young Asian girl greeted me, wearing a kimono similar to mine and a crimson masquerade mask.
Apparently not everybody who works here always walks around stark naked.
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br /> The girl was utterly breathtaking. Long jet-black hair cascaded over high cheekbones past pouty lips, her delicate collarbones peeking from the top of her kimono. I could see her breasts and hips outlined by the tightly-wrapped kimono and suddenly wished that she too had come to my boudoir naked.
“My name is Jasmine,” she said. “I’m your personal masseuse and esthetician. Are you ready for your final preparation?
Just the thought of this beauty laying her tender hands on me sent a shiver down my spine.
“Definitely. Please come in. How would you like me to prepare?”
“Come with me, please.”
Jasmine led me into the bathroom, where she nonchalantly removed her kimono and hung it behind the bathroom door.
Oh my God.
I didn’t think anyone in this place could get more beautiful or sensuous. Jasmine had perfectly shaped B-cup breasts with a thin indentation running down the center of her perfectly toned stomach. Like everyone else in this place, her pubis was utterly bald and flawless. She barely looked eighteen and I was just about to ask her age, but she spoke first.
“If you’d like to remove your towel and lay face down on the table, we can get started. May I call you Jade?”
There was something about her confident manner and tone that belied her youthful appearance. I had no inhibitions whatsoever about displaying myself unclothed to this stranger.
“Yes, thank you, Jasmine.” I unhooked my bath sheet and threw it against the side of the tub.
“Would you like me to drape your backside?” Jasmine asked.
“That won’t be necessary,” I quickly answered.
Jasmine walked over to the vanity counter and picked up two small bottles of oil resting under an orange radiant lamp. She brought them back to the massage table, opened one, and poured the oil into one cupped hand then rubbed her hands together. The scent of lavender wafted toward my nose.
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