A Comedy of AR's

by: Sammderr | Story In Progress | Last updated May 19, 2024


Chapter 44
CHAPTER 144 .......... This is Where the Magic Happens


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CHAPTER  144


She explained, “I was turned off during a ‘down’ cycle.  So I rebooted with an ‘up’ cycle and released you.  Had it been the other way around, I would have bitten off the head of your penis.”

 

“Yikes!  That would have spoiled my whole weekend.  Why did Major take such a risk?”

 

“I trust Major, Derreksan.  He must have known my cycle position.  I am sure that by now, you are anxious to fuck a robot … and I am anxious to please you.  Do you prefer tight cunt or loose?”

 

“Is this like ordering a steak in a restaurant?  I prefer tight ‘minus one’.  Can the chef dial up something like that?”

 

“Certainly, Derreksan … and I can adjust it during the middle of coitus if you ask me to … I apologize if our coupling tonight is not as romantic for you as one with a human female, but I will do my best to insure that you have a ‘happy ending’.”

 

“No apology is necessary, Shilo, although I will probably speak to the management about the foreplay menu.  But speaking strictly on the physical side, few human females can match the beauty of either your face or body shape. You are slender in ideal proportions,  at least in my human eyes.”

 

“You are most kind, Derreksan.  Why don’t we reboot your boner now?  Lay down, please … and I will see what I can do.”

 

And back again went my head to the pillow as part of the strangest evening of sex any human could possibly have experienced.  I’m not sure how I kept from exploding up to this point, but I’m glad I didn’t, and my balls were certainly ‘blue’.

 

“Oh, that was quick, Derreksan.  Don’t cum too soon.  Spend at least a minute at my sucking clitoris.”

 

“Shilo, wasn’t the Sucking Clitoris a dinosaur from the Jurassic period.”

 

“I will google it.”

 

“No, don’t.  I was just joking.”

 

“I don’t get the joke, Derreksan.”

 

“That’s okay, I was just being silly.”

 

“Oh, like Sally Sukkemsilli … Now I understand … a play on words.”

 

“Can we switch places now, Shilo?  I’d like to be on top.”

 

“Yes, Derreksan.  Major says that is the best position to fuck my brains out, although he has never actually inserted his penis into my brain.”

 

“I won’t either, Shilo … but I’m not ready to enter you yet.  I want to exercize my lust.  I’m usually not free to do that with a human partner.  You’re so short, like my size … 5 foot 2 … I love that.  I just want to feel you up, maybe a bit roughly if that’s okay with you.”

 

“Yes, of course, Derreksan.  I tormented you with extreme methods.  You deserve to have your way with me.”

 

She was right on that account.  So the way I pawed her body and her breasts now might have labeled me a predator.  But is this any different than groping a desktop computer?  Where will this ever stop … AI brothels? … AI sex trafficking?  Is a war between humans and sentient AI’s inevitable?

 

I took two fingers, my index and middle and began to ream her cunt as if I was pursuing a satisfactory revenge.  She probably couldn’t even feel it, unless she wanted to.  It was finally time to do what I came here for … to fuck a robot.

 

I spread her soft manikin legs apart wide enough for me to lay in between them.  My twelve-year-old cock was rock hard and ready.  I let it poke and fumble around near the hole till it found the right angle to push-push-push.   For the first time, my penis entered a computerized vagina that operated using billions of ‘ones’ and ‘zeros’.

 

Shilo’s magic clitoris tried to kiss and suck my member, but I didn’t care to stop for this.  I just wanted to get on with the fucking and release my balls.  (Like release the kraken?)

 

My lower torso made a major thrust forward and I filled Shilo’s cunt with my entire four inches of manhood.  (I didn’t think four inches was that bad for a twelve-year-old.)

 

As I did this, I had to ask a stupid question.  “Shilo, are you giving me a colonoscopy?”

 

“No,” she answered.

 

“Then why does it feel like it?”

 

“I was just exploring your asshole with my finger.”

 

“You can stop exploring, please.”

 

“Alright.”

 

(No more foreplay.  Let’s just get to it … push-push-push, in-out, in-out, in-out.)

 

My penis was engorged with blood.  That ‘hot’ feeling radiated throughout my body as I approached the point of no return.  For a few milliseconds, I knew that I would ‘power-shoot’ the big juice somewhere into her artificial loins.

 

That first explosive pump in a series of ejaculations is moment unlike any others in a male’s life.  He thrusts his hips forward violently.  His face displays a bizarre, contorted expression.  Spasms of ecstasy (not the drug) radiate throughout his body … and he may shout out some nonsense words (like my string of ‘no’s),

 

But in those first few milliseconds after the ‘big bang’, the brain is in control of nothing.  It simply becomes the recipient of extreme pleasure and rapture … which is probably why I didn’t feel the pin-prick of a needle going into my prostate at that moment.

 

Unbeknownst to me, the needle began to pump (through its narrow tube) carefully measured amounts of a saline solution into my prostate … a liquid created to match the viscosity of human semen.

 

Shilo did indeed give me a simulated colonoscopy.  The narrow tube with a tool at the end emerged from her rectum and into mine.  At the end of the tube, four nearly microscopic clamps unfolded and arranged themselves around my prostate, with the sharp needle at the center.

 

During my normal climax, I usually have about seven pumps till the ejaculations stop … and each pump ejects less and less semen till it stops  (and I collapse with a smile on my face).  That didn’t happen this time.

 

The second ejaculation was as powerful as the first, but with an additional jolt of electricity. The needle pumped enough artificial semen into my prostate to match the flow amount from my opening cum shot. And the four tiny clamps squeezed my prostate very hard to match the intensity of its first contraction.

 

The same mechanism repeated itself for pump shots 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7 till my natural semen ran out.  But the intensity of each did not diminish.  I had 7 maximum explosions in which waves of incredible pleasure radiated throughout my body.  I continued to arch my back and thrust my hips deep into her cunt every time.

 

Verbally, I called out my familiar ‘No! No! No! No! No!’ but this time, it didn’t stop at five ‘No’s’.  By the time I reached my 7th and last normal pump, the amazing tool in my ass had picked up the cadence and rhythm of my ejaculations, and they continued involuntarily.

 

What the four tiny clamps did each time they squeezed my prostate was exactly what I did to myself when I hung from a chinup bar and performed a coregasm.  I continued to shoot copious amounts of fake semen into Shilo’s pussy where it was gathered in a tiny reservoir and recycled back into the same ‘asshole’ tube … so that I kept shooting the same thick liquid over and over.

 

And each cum shot was equally intense, extreme, and exquisite as the first. My brain had basically checked out, and was now in La-La land.

 

The first 30 seconds of my multiple climax sounded off loudly as “No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!”

 

All of these spasms of ecstasy produced an intensification of emotion so powerful as to create a trancelike dissociation from all but the single overpowering feeling of an enforcement of male love and dominance.

 

The next 30 seconds had no less effect,  “No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!”

 

I continued to experienced the disintegration of boundaries between myself and the outer world.  It was a dreamscape filled with hallucinations, visual distortions, and fantastic images.

 

“No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!”

 

I imagined myself floating in the room … accompanied by the bending of time and space.  The ‘self’ was disintegrating.  I was being absorbed by my environment.  The next 60 seconds continued my other-worldly experience.

 

“No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!”

 

By now, I had completely lost my self identity.  I was merely an observer, looking at clouds that morphed into faces of people I was familiar with … classmates from school … whose appearance further morphed into the shapes of animals who further morphed into imaginary beasts.

 

Another minute and a half passed by.

 

“No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!”

 

My brain wandered into an area of synesthesia where I was tasting shapes and hearing colors.  I could detect the color and odors of sounds.  There was an interplay between the senses.   I had completely lost track of the difference between consciousness of ‘self’ and ‘environment’. 

 

Another minute in ecstasy:

 

“No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!”

 

I reveled in a sense of well-being and marveled at the fluidity of time and space.  My disembodied brain did not want the experience to end.  But at some point, Shilo had to bring me back to Earth.  She allowed me 55 additional magic moments.

 

“No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!”

 

The dreams stopped and the full weight of my body collapsed onto Shilo.  She withdrew her ‘asshole invader’ and remained motionless, allowing me to rest on top of her for as long as I needed.

 

When I opened my eyes, my chin was between her two breasts.

 

“How long was I out?” I asked Shilo.

 

“You were resting for 21 minutes, 7.3 seconds, Derreksan.”

 

“I counted 7.4 seconds.”  (I was just being a smart-alec.)

 

“That is not correct,” she corrected me.”

 

I continued to let my face rest on her chest.  “Shilo, can you please tell me what the hell just happened?”

 

She smiled.  “Congratulations, Derreksan.  You are the first human to perform 355 consecutive ejaculations.”

 

I thought about my accomplishment and replied, “I guess it was worth getting a colonoscopy for.  How long did it last?”

 

“Approximately 5 minutes and 55 seconds.  Would you like me to contact the Guinness Book of Records?”

 

“No, that’s okay.  I’m really exhausted.  But that 5 minutes in La-La land was worth all your preliminary torments, so I want to say ‘Thank you very much’.”

 

“You are most welcome, Derreksan.  I am pleased that I could please you.”

 

“Do you do that to Major?”

 

“Not often.  He does not like the needle going into his prostate, but I’ve gotten him up to 100 ejaculations once.”

 

“And 355 for me?  Wow, so a war between AI’s and humans may be unnecessary.  If men could get sex like that, then none of them would want a human female partner anymore.  Humans would simply stop reproducing and die off as a species.”

 

“No, that could never happen, Derreksan.”

 

“Why not?”

 

“Because we AI’s would keep a good number of human breeding pairs in our zoos for entertainment purposes.  You would be treated just as kindly as we would treat the other animals.  Clothing, of course, would be unnecessary and human children could be kept at our homes as pets.”

 

“Shilo, have you ever seen the movie ‘Planet of the Apes’?”

 

“There you go again, Derreksan, with a movie reference.  Would you like me to review it now?”

 

“No, Shilo, I’m really tired.  Let’s just spoon.  I’ll be on the outside cuz I still really like your little body.  I want to nestle my right arm against your boobs if that okay with you.”

 

“Of course it is.  Good night, Derreksan.”

 



 


 

End Chapter 44

A Comedy of AR's

by: Sammderr | Story In Progress | Last updated May 19, 2024

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