When Sharon awoke the next morning, she stretched leisurely and grinned to herself. The night had indeed been an interesting one and the sex was great. She felt like a new woman and the promise of a new day made her even happier. She slipped quietly from the bed leaving Ted sound asleep.
Reaching into her closet, she brought out a slinky see-through night gown that did nothing to hide her luscious figure and silently departed the bedroom. As she started down the hall she suddenly realized she smelled coffee. Somebody was already up and she hurried to the kitchen. The red light on the coffee pot was indeed glowing.
Glancing into the living Room, she discovered that Ashleigh was curled up on the couch with her hand between her legs. As she approached she saw that her eyes were closed and her fingers were racing in and out of her cunt. She was so wet she squished with each movement. Sharon knelt on the floor next to her and reached out to grasp her nipples.
Ashleigh moaned out loud as Sharon began to minister to her breasts, pulling and twisting the taut nipples with both hands. As she pulled harder, Ashleigh opened her eyes and bit her lip in an attempt to say something, anything to her wonderful friend.
"Yes, Sharon, like that. Oh harder, please, yes, yes."
In moments, Ashleigh stiffened as her climax washed over her and Sharon held her nipples in a firm grip. When she relaxed and let her body drop back into the couch, Sharon relaxed her grip and simply palmed the warm breasts beneath her hands.
"Wow! Ashleigh, you are becoming insatiable!"
"Yes, I guess I am but it's all your fault, Sharon."
"How is your sexual appetite my fault!"
"If it hadn't been for you I would never have tried so many things and found that I loved them." she replied with a grin, then leaned forward to kiss her friend on the mouth.
As their tongues met, Sharon began to get weak at the knees and probed Ashleigh's mouth more forcefully. As their tongues dueled, Ashleigh moved her hand down to Sharon's cunt and found that it was already dripping. She quickly inserted two fingers and in moments she had Sharon begging for release.
"Oh you bitch, finish me, please, Ash, finish me now."
Ashleigh used her thumb and rubbed Sharon's pleasure nub, bringing an immediate gasp from the panting blonde. In just a few moments, Sharon was gasping as her orgasm shot thru her system and she collapsed on the floor.
When Sharon recovered, they looked at each other and giggled like schoolgirls. They helped each other up and went into the kitchen to fix cups of coffee. When they were once again seated on the couch, Sharon asked Ashleigh what started her motor this morning after a night of presumably great sex.
"Actually, I started thinking about that device you showed us. The more I thought about it the more excited I got and voila."
"Well, if your ideas are that hot, maybe I should wake up the others and you can tell us all at once."
Sharon launched herself off the couch without spilling her coffee and wandered down the hall, stopping in each of the bedrooms to let the smell of coffee gently wake the inhabitants. In a few minutes, all six of them were in the living room sipping hot coffee and opening their eyes to this glorious new day.
"Folks, we woke you up so we could tell you what has happened to Ashleigh this morning. In addition to getting a hand job, she has thought up several ways to use our new friend, whom we have named George, after some minor alterations by Ted and Tom. Ashleigh, you have the floor."
"We are going to the mall to hand out our questionnaires today. While we are talking to people, mostly women, I thought we could find out if they would like a "Girls's Only" kind of sex room with George as their partner. If this goes over, we will have to enhance George to be more of a partner and less of a standing cock. Do you think you can do something like that, guys?"
"Yeah, I guess so. Remember that little shuttle motor we did for the Utah company, Ted? It only moved a short ways but had variable speed controls. Something along those lines might work."
"Right, Tom, but we'll have to attach it to something solid, like a bed or something, that would allow the ladies to lie down while George does his thing."
"Sharon, when's the last time you were at the doctor?"
"Of course, Ashley, the examining table with the stirrups! What an idea! The medical supply house could sell us a table or two and you guys could modify it. Could it really work?"
"We can sure try but I'll have to have volunteers for the testing during the development phase. We need to be sure our calculations are correct. This could be really bad if we hurt someone. Any volunteers?"
"I will. I will. I will." said all three women.
The boys all grinned as the girls sat there giggling. After breakfast, the group dispersed to attend to their individual functions. Ted and Tom walked over to Tom's to use his work station, the girls split up and started out for the three malls in the immediate area and Dave started putting real budgets together for both the construction and the ongoing operations of the venture. Sexations, Inc was beginning to take shape.
Three weeks later, Sharon called for a meeting at her house to debut the latest version of George. During the early development period, all three of the women had experimented with the original version but only Sharon had actually been involved in the development of the current model. The team finally thought they had a good working prototype that could be replicated to provide for improvements as ideas came forth. When the group was assembled in Sharon and Ted's living room, Ted began the tale of the development cycle.
"Before we adjourn to the other room for some demonstrations, I want to thank all of you for your assistance and ideas. As you know, Sharon has been our guinea pig for the actual development so she has some idea of the potential of this thing we now call George. If your husband or boyfriend is not available, let George do it. Something along those lines will be our sales pitch."
"As for George, he is really a multi-function fuck machine. First, we attached him to the underside of the examining table we purchased so that he was at the correct height to enter a client who lay on the table with her legs in the stirrups. We also found that an anal plug could be employed if desired. In addition, we have saved the normal free standing version if someone chooses to control her own actions instead of controlling George."
"In practice, we will have one of our trained assistants set up the client in the proper position and monitor them while they amuse themselves, just for safety's sake. The aide can be dressed as a nurse, in whites, or naked as desired by the client however, they cannot be included in the process. We found that in addition to the stirrups, we needed to employ a belt to keep the client on the table during the process so we have a fur covered, leather belt that the client will be strapped down with for the duration of the process."
"In the matter of lubrication, we added a light solution to the center of George's anatomy that will emit an amount of fluid in a continuous manner, assuring that he will always be wet. We have also modified the dildoes themselves. Sharon discovered that the dildo just didn't feel natural when she pressed it with her vaginal muscles so we added a layer of small springs, giving the dildo a sponge-like quality that almost makes it feel like the real thing, or so she says."
"In it's final form, George can move a distance of one to six inches, forward and back at the option of the user. He can also move at one of three speeds, again at the control of the user. This will allow the user to have the amount and speed of penetration that she, or he, desires. Well, folks, what do you think? Are you ready for a real demonstration?"
Everyone yelled in approval at Ted's suggestion. Sharon held up her hand to calm the group and then began to speak.
"Since I have been involved with George from the beginning, literally, I will surrender my testing position to the two of you. Dave, pick a number between one and ten. Ashleigh and Diane will chose a number and whoever gets closer to Dave's number will go first, then the other one will have a chance."
Ashleigh picked 5 and Diane picked 7. Dave's number was 4 so Ashleigh was to go first. The group then adjourned to the other room where George awaited them. The girls' pussies were already leaking and the guys were sporting hardons as they anticipated the cuming event.
When they were all assembled in the test room, Ted pulled the sheet off the table and, facing Ashleigh, said:
"Ashleigh, meet George. George, this is Ashleigh, your lover for tonight."
"Good evening, Ashleigh, I'm so pleased to meet you."
The voice synthesizer greeted her by name in Tom's soothing salesman's voice. Ashleigh jumped back in shock.
"Sorry, honey, we wanted to make George a little more personal. We didn't mean to scare you."
"Oh, Tommy, I'm just surprised. Does he say anything else?"
"Not yet. We have to work on his vocabulary and a way to call out the appropriate responses but it's a start. Lie down, honey, and we'll get you started."
Ashleigh, with Tom's help, climbed onto the table and lay back, her legs in the stirrups. Tom handed her a blindfold to allow her to get more into the moment rather than just stare at the ceiling. Sharon adjusted the blindfold, then caressed Ashleigh's body, urging her to relax. She then shifted George into position and moved him forward until he bumped Ashleigh's pussy lips. She murmured as she felt the warm, wet head of George about to enter her and a little fluid leaked out of her pussy.
