*All characters depicted are eighteen years old or older.
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Jon briskly walked up the grand spiral staircase and retreated into his study. It was the one room he had not included on his tour. Slipping in he closed the door to, and sat himself in his office chair. The light of the computer monitor was familiar and ever-present.
Were Yoko and Sonico really downstairs, awaiting his return? What was he thinking when he ordered them? He had been content in his solitude, why had he disrupted that simple consistency?
"Master? Where are you?" he could hear Sonico from below, genuine concern in her voice.
They were more than mere machines, they were companions with the desire to please. Jon wanted to touch them, to show them the pent up passion he had harbored for so long, if only he could do away with his clinging insecurities.
"Master? There you are, I was worried about you." Sonico poked her head in. "Are you alright?"
Jon typed busily on the computer, pretending to be occupied. "Yes, I'm fine. Are you enjoying my home's amenities?"
"Oh, very much, but I can't find a towel. Can you help me?" she opened the door fully and revealed her wet body.
Jon gulped and swiveled in his chair. "Of course, let me just grab you a..."
"What is this you're working on?" Sonico glided over the carpet and planted her soaked bottom on his lap, before eyeing the monitor curiously. "Is this what you do for your job? This doesn't look very fun at all." She scanned the various charts and invoices.
Jon could see tiny rivulets of water trickle between her shoulder blades. He could feel the dampness collecting onto his pants and moistening his crotch. Oblivious, Sonico leaned back and settled herself deeper into him.
"It's all I've know for the past few years. I try to keep busy."
"Don't you have any games on here? You need to have something to balance it out." She seized the mouse and flipped through the windows.
"Hold on! Don't delete anything important, please stop, I—"
"Oh, Master. This is naughty stuff..." she paused on a hentai site with dozens of naked women in shameless poses. With a click of the mouse a hologram burst from the screen and splayed itself on the bed behind them.
"Why don't we get you dried off?" Jon rose and went to retrieve a towel.
"You like when women act this way?" Sonico slinked into the hologram and mimicked its position exactly; peering curiously over her shoulder as she thrust her butt higher into the air.
"It's perfectly natural, Jon. Won't you join me? You may do as you please."
He twisted the towel fiercely in his hands, and went to the computer, shutting off the hologram and the illuminating outline it gave to her. Sitting in his chair he turned his attention back to work.
Sonico sighed into the sheets, "Maybe another time then— oh my goodness!"
With strong hands Jon clamped down on her asscheeks. The temptation had finally overtaken him. He squeezed and spread her rump, showcasing her tight, pristine holes. Her pussy yawned as it was thoroughly expected alongside, the tiny winking star that rested above it.
She gasped, and brought a hand to her mouth, still absorbing the full impact of his broken resolve.
Jon buried his face deeply between her alabaster cheeks. She smelled wonderfully, with the lightest scent of latex to compliment a flowery aroma. Around her anus her skin was delicate and pink. Jon felt her pussy dilate excitedly around his fingers as he worked his tongue deeper and deeper into her.
Her anus puckered and clenched at his salivating presence. Something had snapped within him, some primal force had destroyed the dam of nervous inaction that he had built up over the years. Now a cascade of lust devoured him. Sonico's ass was a feast that he could not tear away from.
His victim bit her lip and buried her face into the white, satin sheets. Though she was predisposed to want it, she was still very much a virgin to such ravenous advances.
"Mmm, oh I really do love this."
Jon secured his grip around her thigh, and continued to slurp, while he fingered her mercilessly.
Sonico smiled, and let out a hot breath. She was catapulted by sensation into another realm. Her bio-sensors came to life under Jon's diligent mouth, happy tears welled into the corners of her eyes, as he explored and caressed.
"Haaah!" She seized a pillow, and tried to hide her flushed face. "Master, p-please, it's too much!"
Jon removed his fingers from her soaked hole, if only to concentrate more on the the tiny glistening opening begging to be kissed and sucked.
He peered over the luscious curves of her rump and saw her divine spine plastered with pink hair that ran down to the dimples of her lower back.
"I'm sorry..." Jon spoke between eager licks, "I don't know what's come over me." Rolling up the sides of his tongue he plunged into her again, rimming her insides for all he was worth.
His stubble tickled her pussy, it was clear she was close to orgasm. Her limbs had locked into place on the bed, as he managed long strokes. Slowly he journeyed from her adorable bead, over her exposed pinkness, and salty folds of skin, until he again reached her star.
Sonico moaned as she was caught in the whirlwind of anal ecstasy. His kisses were amazing. As a titanic orgasm consumed her, the very first orgasm she had ever had, she rolled to the floor with a mass of sheets and convulsed.
Gathering herself, she unfurled the drapery, and saw that Jon had followed her to the ground. Between her legs he smiled sheepishly.
"I think maybe we got a little too excited. Didn't mean for us to end up here."
Without a word Sonico embraced him, wanting to taste his hard-working lips for herself. She truly was the luckiest girl in the world.
"Cock, please, I want...cock." She gingerly unbuttoned his shirt. He had taken her so fast, she had not been afforded a chance to undress him.
Jon paused as her hands went for his belt. "Wait, you should know something about me." Sonico looked up expectantly as she tore down his pants. His boxers bulged, the fabric stretched to its limit. "I've been..." Sonico gasped at the huge package before her, "augmented."
"It's so big. It has to be at least nine inches." She poked his spongy, throbbing head.
"All for you. I...hope you like it, I got it done before she left, before..."
"Shh, shh, it's just you and me right now. I need to show you all the kindness you showed me." Slowly and methodically she caressed him in her delicate fingers, running his length. Curiously she squeezed and oscillated her hands. Taking it to her mouth she began to kiss and fondle his head with her tongue. Her kisses were loud as she suckled and sampled. Not only sucking but also blowing cool air over his hot flesh. More than once Jon felt a playful raspberry vibrate into his shaft, followed by giggles.
"What're you doing?"
"Playing..." Sonico slapped his cock to her chest and bounced it between her nipples. With a heave she sandwiched it, and bobbed to and fro.
"I can feel your heart beating." He could feel a null throbbing set against her sternum.
"That's my power core, it works a lot like a heart though."
"It's beating pretty fast."
