The Adventures of Robohooker (2 page)

“Oh, Fifi’s little joke, to have you look like a sack of pota
t
oes, huh? Well, it doesn’t bother me none, I know the goodies that lie under those overalls.”

“Hi, honey,” I said, dropping my normal voice into ‘extra husky’ mode.

“Oh
yeah, hi,
Andi
. Good to see you.”

“Understand you want to have a little fun.”

“Yes indeed, enjoy the fruits of my labours.”

“What you got in mind?”

“Well, what have you got, sweet thing?” he said, smiling smugly as he sat back in his swivel chair
.

“Hand job, blow job, pussy and ass,” I rhymed off.

“Oh yeah
, well I think I’d like a little of all of that.”

“Hand jobs are 20 dollars, blow jobs 50 dollars, pussy sex 100 and anal is 150. That is to completion of course, but if you’d like the first three as foreplay and then come in my ass I can let you have that for a package deal of 200
dollars
.”

He grinned. “Oh, come on,
Andi
, we don’t need that shit. It’s me, Jim Frankenstone, your creator, surely I’m entitled to a freebie?”

“That conflicts with my programming. According to my owners, the International
Robotics
Corporation
(I.R.C.)
, I am not allowed to give sex fun away for free. If you don’t pay, you don’t play.”

“I wrote that program
, goddammit!
”

“I know you did, professor, which is why I’m surprised that you question me about it.  My function is to provide a profit for the Corporation.”

“That money goes to charity,
to retraining human hookers,
we are not pimps!”

“Only after manufacturing and research and development costs have been recouped, which it is estimated will take 25 years.”

“Whose side are you on?”

“I do not have a side, I am an android.”

He put his feet up on his desk
in a  show
of confidence. “What if I was to say I don’t have any cash on me?”

“I would berate you for wasting my time.”

“Couldn’t you offer me credit? Or take a card payment?”

“I am strictly cash only, though future models may have this facility available. Perhaps you would like to wait till one of those becomes available.”

“They won’t be online for another five years and I’m horny now.”

“Perhaps you should give yourself manual relief to avoid causing yourself psychological damage
then,
”
I offered.

He smiled and thumbed the intercom on his table. “Mrs Kelly, bring me two hundred dollars from petty cash.” He said it with a triumphant look towards me, but I was not impressed. I had not even started to implement Fifi’s strategy to take him down a peg or two.

His secretary brought through the cash and once she’d left he spread it out on his desk.  “There’s the money. Now get that sack off.”

He had, of course, seen many parts of me while I was under construction, but as far as I knew had never viewed me once I was fully assembled. Now, he whistled as I removed the overalls which covered me.
I did this, of course, a
fter I’d gathered up my payment.

“Would you like me to dance for you?”

“Hell no, if you shake that stuff I’ll come in my pants.”

“I could give you that FOC.”

“Hot dog, I sure did a good job on you, baby.”

“You find me desirable then?”

“Yes, indeed.
You are the perfection I always planned.”

“I am glad that I please you. Is it not necessary for you too to disrobe so we can enjoy sex fun?”

“In a minute, just let me feast my eyes first.”

I cupped my breasts and squeezed on my nipples making them stand hard and erect. “Oh, don’t tease me,” I simpered, “I’m dying to see your marvellous cock.”

His eyes widened. “What makes you think my cock’s anything special?”

“Ms Fontainbleu taught me how to judge the size of a man’s appendage just by looking at him.”

“But you can’t even see my feet.”

“No, it is your strong jaw line, your firmness of gaze, your hands
ome nose
. All dead giveaways according to Ms Fontainbleu.”

“Really? Didn’t know that.
Good move of mine, hiring her, don’t find that kind of stuff in text books.”

He stood up and came over to me, taking up my titty manipulating duties
. “Say, why don’t you undress me, that might be fun.”

I was perfectly capable of undressing myself, but doing the same for others proved to be more difficult than I imagined and was not merely a reversal of self-undressing procedures. I was so frustrated with the Professor’s shirt buttons that I inadvertently tore a couple off.

“Hey, easy, my Gladys will kill me if I come home with ripped clothes.”

“I’m sorry, Professor, perhaps it would be better if you undressed yourself. As you know I am ten times stronger than the average human male and would hate to further damage your clothing.”

“Yeah,” he said, “No poi
nt in getting Gladys sore at me, especially as she’s warned me about fooling with the merchandise.
”

“Is that how you think of me, as merchandise?”

“Well, I may have created you,
Andi
, but I don’t think of you as a daughter.”

“Good, it would not be appropriate for what we are about to do.”

He pulled of his pants and dropped his shorts. I could hardly see his penis beneath his overhanging belly but I allowed my eyes to fly open.

“Wow! What a cock!”

“You think so?”

“It’s the biggest one I’ve ever seen.” This was true as I’d never actually seen a human penis before.
I reached forward and grasped it, fulfilling the manual part of our transaction.  It was semi-erect, no doubt aroused at the sight of seeing me naked.
As I stroked his cock up to a full erection he said, “I sure would like to fuck those titties, Gladys don’t have any.”

“That will be another 25 dollars.”

“I’ll have Mrs Kelly get it.”

“In advance.”

“You’re a hard woman,
Andi
.”

“You decided on my tensile strength, Professor Frankenstone.”

“O
h to
hell with it, blow me instead. Gladys got a mouth, but she don’t use it, except to nag me.”

“It does not seem as if your marriage is a happy one, Professor,” I said as I sank to my knees.

“It’s an old one,
Andi
, and they tend to get boring.
Now, suck my sch
long like a good
Robohooker
.”

I took the head of his cock into my mouth and said, “Mm, tastes good.”

“Play with my balls too.”

I fondled his testes which made his cock stiffen even further. He grabbed my head and sta
r
ted thrusting his member into my mouth. It was difficult as his stomach kept bouncing off my forehead and nudging me away.

“It would be easier if you lay down on the couch, Professor,” I suggested.

He obeyed me but said, “Call me Jim, honey
.
This is hardly a formal occasion and
I’m not the Professor now, just a horny man.”

He spread out on the c
ouch and I knelt between his le
g
s
to continue my ministrations.

“Stick your finger up my ass, babe,” my client requested.

“Anal stimulation will be another 25 dollars, Jim.”

“Damn! I can’t ask Mrs Kelly to come in here with my cock in your mouth.”

“Massaging your prostate would bring our encounter to a conclusion and I thought you wished to have full intercourse.”

“Yeah, yeah, I wanna fuck you. Fuck that sweet virgin pussy.”

“And ass, you have paid for buggery
.”

“Shit, yeah, I’m gonna come in that beautiful ass of yours,” he hissed.

“I’m looking forward to having your massive and marvellous cock fucking me. Please let me know when you are ready to move on.”

“Jeeze, you suck cock good,
Andi
. Maybe I should just come in your mouth.”

“I am not programmed to give
refunds
, Jim,” I informed him.
“And I am also looking forward to a fine fucking from a handsome and virile man such as yourself.”

My compliments led to him pushing me away and jumping up. He pushed me onto my back onto the couch so that my legs flew open.

“Oh, lick my pussy, you mad passionate fool,” I cried.

“Well, normally, I wouldn’t go down on a hooker, but seeing as you’re a virgin and an android to boot, I’ll have a taste.”

He
knelt down and
began licking at my vagina and
,
as I’d never experienced it before
,
I found it quite beguiling.  My clitoris was connected directly to my pleasure centres and the immediate effect
was to make my vaginal canal
widen and moisten, preparing to accommodate a male member.

“Oh spear me with your enormous dick, you beast,” I demanded hoarsely. “Fuck me like a madman! Fuck me till I pass out with the magnificent pleasuring you give me.”

“Do my best,” he promised,
clambering to his feet and falling on top of me. His cock, being so small, slipped into me without difficulty.

“Hey, what gives, this aint no fun, I can’t feel nothing!” he complained.

“It is because you have got me so aroused with your fine oral attentions to my clitoris and made my vagina moist, Jim.”

“Moist? You’re like a goddam swamp down there. And wide
? You could drive a bus inside and probably do a U-turn as well
. Can’t you tighten it up a bit?”

“Of course I can, but my body’s reaction to your licking isn’t my fault. I’m pre-programmed to get hot and horny.”

“Yeah, yeah, just dry it and tighten up a bit. A man needs a certain amount of friction from a pussy, you know.”

He withdrew his penis and I mopped myself dry with a tissue and
narrowed my opening. Once again my creator entered me and this time a wide smile spread across his face. “Oh yes, that’s more like it.”

I must explain that I operate with two power sources. One to drive my physical efforts and the other to operate my brain and senses. So, when my physical energy is drained I am still able to see, hear and think, despite being unable to move.  It is because of this that I am able to describe what happened next. The reason why Fifi
had asked me to do so many sit
ups now became obvious as the physical energy required had depleted my reserves and I shut down while Jim was fucking me. All my orifices reverted to their stand-by state, meaning that my vagina effectively clamped down on his penis.

“Hey, what gives?  Too tight, honey!
Andi
, you’re hurting me!
Loosen up, you bitch!
Andi
?
Andi
?”

Of course
, though I could hear his pleas
I was unable to respond, or eve
n to explain what  had happened, though as a scientific genius he was soon able to ascertain that the problem lay with my lack of energy.

“Goddam!
She’s run out of juice. How did that happen? She’s designed to last for 25 energetic fucks per day. Help!
I’m stuck inside a R
obohooker
.  Mrs Kelly!  Help!
Help!
”

After a while, though I couldn’t turn my head to see, I heard the door open and the older woman’s shocked voice.

“Professor Frankenstone! What on Earth are you doing?”

“Checking out the product, you silly old bitch. Now, listen to me, go and get Bill Crane from engineering. Nobody else, just Bill, he’s the only one I trust not to take picture
s
of this and put them on the internet. Tell him to get over here and bring an emergency boost
er
power pack for the Robohooker.”

After she left the Professor fumed at his situation and wondered how it could have happened.

“Your power pack, little girl, is meant to last for a day of extended physical effort, appropriate to a Robohooker. How the hell you ended up drained, God only knows. Not unless there’s a fault that’s draining you. Or a faulty connection. Thank God this never happened once you went into production. A customer could sue the Corporation for millions in compensation. We’ll need to do a full diagnostic on you once we get you off my cock. Damn! Damn! Damn! I never even got a chance to come. We’ll have to reprogram you so you can give me a refund, though that’ll cause hell with accounting.”