Robot Girlfriend Novels & Stories

“Oh honey, you didn’t break him. You just drained him dry. He’s out of juice.” “I fucked him too hard!” “That’s the dream,” Toni purred. “Plug him in when you get home. He’ll reboot like nothing happened. Or… emergency charge. Ride him again. One good orgasm and he’ll spark back up.” Layla stared at the robot’s cock, still rigid and glistening. “I’m at work, Toni. He’s heavy. Naked. How do I even move him?” Toni’s voice turned teasing, low and dirty. “Bad girl. Naughty little office slut, fucking her robot in the company bathroom. Bet your pussy’s still dripping.”

I heard a growl from the other side of the room and I looked over to see Blake glaring at the way Jackson was touching me. "Oh. Shut up. You ignorant fool," I muttered in his direction which earned me another chuckle from Jackson. "People should stop touching what's mine," he shouted angrily. "You see the girl sleeping in the bed there? Her name is Elliot. She's mated to the other person in this bed. He loves her and she loves him. You just need to get the hell over yourself Blake," I told him firmly. I didn't mind the possessiveness when we were around people neither of us knew, I actually loved it when he showed people that I was his, but these were people who were our friends and they kne

He then straightened his posture, his smile fading, replaced by a look of confusion. "Why are you rejecting my touch? I detected an accelerated heart rate earlier. Isn't that what humans refer to as a sign of attraction or excitement? Do you not like me, Ms. Zeller?" I furrowed my brow as I looked at him, with a look that seemed to be both a warning and a reminder to myself. "How could I possibly like you? You're a robot, and I'm a human. You ought to know that humans would never develop those kinds of emotions for robots!

She was tired of being a normal human. "I will ruined your life by being your girlfriend!" She whispered. After seeing him for an hour, Clara thought it was enough for today. She felt satisfied that she returned home without knowing that Jonathan was staring intently at her. When Jonathan looks at her joyful face, he felt happy too. He did not get what he felt like this. He is a grown man and what thats mean. Jonathan knew that Clara had been following him for an hour. But he acted like nothing happened l to see what she wanted to do. He didn't want to touch women or have sensual energy with someone. His intuition is strong. Sometimes, he thinks he's not human at all.

Caddaric was surprised when she asked, “Can’t I come with you?” It wasn’t unusual for the women he rescued to crush on him even with his mask and robotic voice so he was used to it. “No. It’s very dangerous,” the robotic voice sounded, just as he turned to leave when she asked behind him, “Do you have a girlfriend?” “Yes.” The robotic voice sounded while he continued to walk towards the chopper but not so fast. It was when he thought about the meaning of the question that he realized that when the girl asked about his girlfriend, Ariana was the one he thought about and not Miranda. But he didn’t regret it.

I mean anyone knows Icy has a crush on him except Rob himself. " What,... No way. I'm always like this, remember. I'm a model... Fashion model to be exact." "Rob is like a model too, you know.." I'm still teasing her here. Call me bad if u want. " Rob has a girlfriend, Cerc. What are u saying for God's love?" " That doesn't mean anything. Everything is allowed in war and love, dear!" " That would be called cheating, and you know better than anyone how that feels, right?"

he grinned ear to ear, as his mouth was a little open, he needs her to satisfy his thirst. She turned back as she bent down and removed her skirt, he could fully see her big, round Ass. She was wearing a black g string, she slowly removed it, she dropped it into his laptop. Roberto was going crazy at the moment. “Oh my Gosh! Rose, I can't deny this. You are the sexiest among my other girlfriends. With time, I would make you officially mine.” “Really?” Rose chuckles as she starts unbuttoning his shirt. She placed wet kisses on his neck, biting and making him a man in bed.