Artificial Intimacy Pt 01

Artificial Intimacy - Part One

By Rooks84

Categories: Android/Robot, Consensual, Forceful, Rape Play, Exploratory, Voyeur, Exhibition, Fellatio, Cunnilingus, Anilingus, Cum Inflation, Excessive Cum, Masturbation, Huge Tits, Huge Dick, Tongue Play

Belladonna woke up to a silent house. She looked over in her bed to see the emptiness where her husband should be. The only thing that made any noise was their hungry cat meowing downstairs, complaining that it he was wasting away into nothingness.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, Sherlock." She uttered to herself as she got up. Heading to grab her robe, she glanced and caught an image of herself in the standing mirror. Taking a step back, she couldn't help but admire herself. She wasn't narcissistic pers say, just very, very horny.

She had upgraded her breasts about a month ago. Something about immensely large breasts just tripped her trigger. She loved the look of breasts, the feel of them, the confidence that came with it. It didn't hurt knowing that she made a few cocks twitch out there over her massive mounds. The very idea that she could get men aroused instantly was hot in and of itself.

Still, she loved the adventure she was on. She had been increasing their size throughout the years, steadily and carefully. There had been some instances that happened; a burst implant, a minor infection, but it was worth it. Her breasts were enormous, larger than most pumpkins. She had filled herself up to a whopping 5040cc worth of gorgeous silicon laden flesh.

She couldn't help but just love her body on top of it. She was a naturally thick woman, and despite the magnitude of her chest, it still complemented the rest of her features quite nicely. Her naturally wide and flared hips lent her the most sought-after hourglass frame. Her butt was nicely rounded, and she had a small pouch that stuck out, which didn't bother her at all. She also saw the cellulite in her butt as she twirled in the mirror, but it was nothing she saw as a flaw. She loved her body, every curve, every dimple, every scar.

Even though her love for herself was evident enough, it didn't hurt that 1.2 million followers on Twitter agreed that she was beautiful as well. She smiled to herself. She loved posting her body on there, enjoying the attention. Yet, she also loved posting her goofy self and her own adventures in her life. The world was an ugly place out there, but she felt like she had found her niche to make a dent in all that ugliness. Sometimes it was a hot video of her grinding on her husband, sometimes it was showing off her Christmas fanaticism as soon as the clock struck 12:00 a.m. on Halloween. She put positivity and love into the universe, and felt like it made a difference, even if it was simply to put a smile on someone's face for a moment.

She smiled at herself. No, she wasn't narcissistic, she was just happy. Life had its moments, and God knows she struggled with things, but in the end, she couldn't help but look on the bright side of life. "Always look on the bright side of life," she started singing the ending song to Monty Python's Life of Brian. She giggled as she began to whistle the tune, wrapping herself up in her robe and heading down to the kitchen.

Sherlock met her at the doorway of the kitchen, nearly tripping her as he went in for a little nuzzle on her leg. "I know, I know, I'm terrible." She cooed to the cat. As she walked by the kitchen window, she heard something. Looking out at the small side street her kitchen window faced, she could see a gaggle of young men from the local university, waiting patiently for the buxom neighborhood beauty to dazzle them with her presence. As soon as she they saw her through the window, they all hooted and hollered. Belladonna threw her head back and laughed out loud. No matter what age, they all couldn't help but think with one of their heads.

She focused back on making sure Sherlock got fed. Putting down some kibble, he began to scarf it down. She bit her lip and smiled as she heard the boys outside still. Couldn't hurt to give them a little show, but nothing too naughty. After all, while a prison sex scene was something she always found hot, she really didn't want to end up in the clinker for "indecent exposure" or something else. She had enough trouble with the local school and moms as it were.

She undid the belt to her robe, pulling it to the sides so it just covered her nipples. She then hiked it up slightly, so it barely covered her butt before retying it firmly so nothing "slipped out". She bit her lips once more and began a sexy walk back over to the window. It was wide enough so she could do a bit of accentuated catwalk past it. As she did, the boys lost their minds by hollering. She couldn't help but giggle uncontrollably.

Belladonna decided to give them one hell of an encore. She sauntered back over the sink that sat below the window. The all quieted down as she came into view, her robe bearing all but the actual goods. She began waving her hand at her face, as if she were burning up with heat exhaustion. She grabbed the head of her faucet which detached and turned the water on. She then sprayed the cool water all over her face and robe. The college kids went nuts as they watched her wet herself, literally. She laughed, realizing she might have gone too far. She waved a finger, making sure they knew that she knew they were naughty boys, then promptly dropped the blinds.

Despite not seeing them, she sure could hear them. She laughed some more, knowing full well the stories they were going to tell their friends at the university. It'd probably be a lot more embellished than what happened, but they got a kick out of it, and that made her happy. Again, if she could bring a smile to someone, even for a second, it was well worth the effort. She just hoped that she wasn't about to get another earful from some busy body who said she flashed their kids or students.

Grabbing a towel, she dried herself off as best she could. She couldn't help but run her hands across her enormous breasts. She opened up her Twitter account which showed thousands of notifications. So many likes and reshares of her media coupled with hundreds of shout outs to her profile. She knew she had to sit down and go through quite a bit, as she loved her fans who she considered friends. Taking an interest and responding just added to the happiness of the universe for both her and them.

Still, she couldn't resist making a small video about her midmorning burlesque show. She propped the phone up against a bowl of fruit at the kitchen bar, hitting the delayed record button. She left her robe open and wet, so her fans knew exactly how it went down. As soon as the phone sounded the chime that it was recording, she started.

"Good morning lovelies!" She waved both her arms excitedly at her invisible audience. "So, I have to share this morning's adventure. It's without a doubt known that I am the resident

ne'er-do-weller

, always stirring things up with my," she rubbed her hands around her breasts comically, "

enormous

presence." She once again laughed out loud, both at her own joke and because she was a little nervous.

"So, being so infamous, I sometimes get a crowd outside our house at times. And since it's a university town, I get all of the young university boys," she paused for a moment. She actually wasn't sure if they were college kids. It gave her pause that, despite trying to have fun, she might need to be a little more careful. Young men in college were one thing... young children were whole other thing entirely. She shook her head. No time to worry about it now, enjoy the moment, she thought.

"Sure enough, there were a smattering of them just waiting for yours truly. Now, as much as I think they probably love my smile," she tilted her head and stuck out her tongue. "We all know what men want." She reenacted her saunter back and forth in front of the camera. "I gave them a little show. Nothing too daring. I'm not ready to go to jail. But" she smiled slyly. "I sure as heck gave them something to talk about." She raised a pitcher of water she had prepped before the recording and poured it all over her. She let her robe fall open this time, exposing her breasts and her pussy for the world to see. She slowly looked back at the camera as she grabbed one of her breasts and began pushing it around, pouting her lips.

She broke her sexy charade with a laugh as she grabbed a towel. "Okay, it wasn't quite like that. That show was for you guys." Her smile was nearly ear to ear. "It was fun, and that's what matters. I hope you all have a beautiful day," she began waving wildly again to her fans. "And" she put her finger in her mouth sensually. "I might just make a video for you with some other kitchen fun today." She smiled seductively. "See you all later." she said, finishing off with a wink.

She stopped the recording and found a seat at the bar. She opened up the recording and began watching it. She didn't like editing, but it came with the package of being an influencer. She did have a freelancer who did all her editing, but sometimes she enjoyed putting her personal touch on it. It made her feel more involved with the process, as sometimes the idea of having "hired help" made her feel like she was too hoity-toity.

After a few small edits, she posted her video. She then looked back at her fruit bowl. She wasn't kidding when she said she was going to give them a show, as a cucumber in there had caught her eye. That, and she was still horny, maybe even a little hornier after her show and recording. She moved a chair out from the table so she could put her phone on it. She grabbed the cucumber and ran her fingers over it. She could feel her loins tingle at the thought of what she was about to do. She stopped for a moment though, realizing the cucumber was fairly large, and a bit rough. She ran upstairs to her room, grabbing a large bottle of lube from the nightstand before running back down to the kitchen.

She hit the record button once more, and readied for the show she was about to give. Strolling towards the kitchen table, she played with the cucumber sensually. She licked the tip of it and ran it down between her gigantic breasts. Pulling out the bottle of lube, she popped the cap and started pouring it over her tits and the cucumber wedged in-between. She bent over, pouting her lips and groaning out loud as she moved the cucumber up and down between her tits. Her robe was beginning to naturally fall further open, and she let it happen, knowing it would make for a good show.

She moved back to the table, lifting one leg up to help hoist her on top of it. Her little five-foot frame made it hard to mount things, but she mastered the art of doing anything seductively. While it was hard to act that way normally, whenever she was horny, she almost became a whole other person entirely. One who could make anything sexual.

As she laid on the table, her pussy and ass were bare to the world in her phone screen. She moved the cucumber up and down between her pussy's fat, bouncy lips. She wasn't even concerned about trying to act at this point, as she was genuinely horny. The thought of thousands of men, and women too, getting off to her fueled her sexual desire to no end. She slowly prodded the cucumber at her pussy, moaning out loud. "Yes... ohhhhhhh... fuck yes." The cucumber was bigger than she was used too, but her pussy was extremely wet and ready. She pushed it in, feeling her walls cry out in pain. She moved it back and forth, millimeter by millimeter, until that initial pain started giving way to relaxation and pleasure. Her juices were mixing with the lubricant and making for an excess of delicious wetness down below. She slowly inserted more and more of the cucumber, the pain being overcome by shear exhilaration and sexual desire.

She couldn't help but moan and groan louder and louder. She freed her left hand from the cucumber and began grabbing her tits. The weight on her chest made her so excited, knowing how huge they were. She felt the mix of the juices roll down her pussy and across her legs and anus. She was puckering her asshole, and it was becoming slippery with the excess of wetness pouring out of her. It had been so long since she had anal, and she missed it so.

Slowly, she slid off the table. Standing before the camera and looking up, she could see she somehow had nearly half of the 14" cucumber up in her. Just seeing that made her legs quiver. It wasn't the depth that was driving her wild, but the girth of the vegetable. It was pushing on every nerve ending available in her womanhood, setting them all aflame with pleasure. She began moving it in and out quickly, and she began to hear the schlucking of her pussy lips and all the wetness which drove her into a frenzy. She threw her head back and cried out as she orgasmed, her left hand grabbing the table to steady herself, so she didn't fall down. Her legs were shaking wildly as the orgasm continued for a few more seconds.

Her breathing was hard, as she hadn't expected such an intense orgasm. She rarely did it with non-sexual things, usually resorting to dildos, vibrators, and other sex toys. Something about this was naughty, maybe even taboo. Despite her orgasm, she was still randy. Her butt was clenching, and she had an idea.

She bit her lip and looked directly at the camera before turning around. She laid her upper half down on the table, so her ass was there for all to see. She then took her extra slick cucumber and began rubbing it between her butt cheeks. Each time the tip ran across her anus, her knees buckled, as though she were trying to push back at some invisible body that was teasing her. She couldn't take it anymore. "Oh, fuck... yes! Fuck my ass," she took the cucumber and began prodding at her ass. Its sheer girth was trying to force its way in, but it wasn't happening. It was simply too big.

She pouted, as her ass was just begging to be fucked. Desperate in her horniness, uncaring of how the show was proceeding, she looked around for something, anything to fuck her ass. She found what she was looking for. In a jar on the kitchen island was a hammer, a meat tenderizer, and its handle was bulbous and thick, but not too thick.

She put the cucumber down on the table and ran off camera to grab it. Its wooden handle was ribbed, with each bulbous portion growing a little larger as it got to the middle of the handle, before decreasing again. "Oh, you'll do just fine," she said seductively.

Going back in front of the camera, she showed her audience handle, running her hands up and down it. "It was too big," she said with an extra pouty face. "So, I found the next best thing," she finished by biting her lower lip and grabbing the bottle of lube. She didn't bother trying to play any sort of foreplay with it this time, as she was just too fucking horny. Pouring an excessive amount of lube on it, her ass was just begging to be fucked by puckering constantly.

Belladonna bent back over the table, spreading her ass cheeks wide. She then prodded the hammer's handle at her asshole. The first few ribs slipped in easily, making her shake involuntarily as each rib "popped" inside her ass. She began moving it in and out vigorously, each time her legs giving away. She was lucky she was lying across the table, as otherwise she would have fallen to the ground had she tried standing up.

"Oh... oh... oh god..." she began crying out. As she moved it in and out, she moved her further in. The thicker it got, the more she shook. "Yes... fuck... yes! Fuck me! Fuck my ass.. fu... fuck... oh GAWD!" Her left hand moved to her pussy as she rubbed her clit. Her breathing became unsteady as her muscles felt like they began acting on their own. While they couldn't see it, her eyes were lolling around, lost in ecstasy. Even her words were becoming slurred. "Fugh... fuc... oh mer... more.. givin' me...Oh fuck, oH fUCk, oh Ma FUCKIN' GAWD!" She suddenly shoved the whole handle in her ass, her legs shook violently as she started squirting from her pussy. "FUCKKKKKK....."

She fell limp from exhaustion and over exertion. The hammer hung out her ass, as though it had claimed her gorgeous derriere for the Kingdom of Kitchen Utensils. Various juices and lubes ran down the length of her legs, pooling below in a puddle of delicious sex drippings.

Reaching around to the hammer, she began to pull it out slowly. Each time a rib passed her anus, her whole body shook fiercely. She finally pulled it out and dropped it to the ground. Grabbing the table for support, she turned around and faced the camera. "Oh... wow. That was, something...". She then smiled her genuine smile of happiness. "Maybe I should try 'cooking' ", she did the air quotes comically, "more often, guys!" She laughed out loud, slipping a little in the puddle she made below. "Well, I better clean this mess up. I hope you guys enjoyed that as much as I did!" She winked, then hobbled over to her camera, finishing the recording.

Sitting down at the table, she began attaching the recording to an e-mail. She was exhausted, and there was no way she could edit this at the moment. She typed a small message to her editor, asking him to post the full version to her OnlyFans, but make sure to post a juicy tidbit of it to her Twitter account. She laughed a little, making sure to type "PS - Put in the body of it "Don't worry, I ate the cucumber afterwards myself."

After sending the e-mail, she looked around. "Wow... I was really horny," she looked down as her foot was in the puddle of leftover juices, "And messy." She snickered to herself, before getting up and cleaning up the kitchen. Afterwards, she headed upstairs and took a relaxing bath. Sherlock made sure to come supervise her bath. He was her little lifeguard, granted she was sure he'd run if she ended up splashing while drowning.

After finished up, she came out with a new robe and her hair done up in a bath towel. She sat at the edge of her bed and sighed. The house was quiet, and she was lonely. No matter how many followers she had, she did love and miss her family.

Their kids had gone to spend the next couple months with her parents down in Miami. She knew both her son and daughter were going to be beach bums the whole time, just like their grandparents. She smiled at the thought of them all tanning in the sun together without a care in the world. She hoped they would have a great time.

Belladonna's husband, on the other hand, had been called up. He was Lieutenant Commander in the Space Cadre of the United States Navy. It was an exciting and demanding job, especially with the Space Force still in it infancy of sorts. He was constantly getting called away for some such mission, though his specialty was in satellite operations. All of it very hush hush, she thought. Still, it never bothered her. She was grateful for his service, and grateful he would probably never have to serve on the frontline. A frown came across her face, as she thought that maybe she was being a little selfish in that notion.

Still, he loved what he does and makes a nice bit of money doing it. Not as much as she brings in with her influencing and adult accounts, but she was grateful that money didn't matter to them. They were blessed enough to have an abundance, something she would never, ever, take for granted.

It just sucked when he was gone for extended stays on whatever mission they pulled him for. It was never more than a few months at a time, but usually she had the kids to look after and keep her company. But now, now she was all alone. And she didn't do all that well being alone.

"Suck it up, buttercup," she muttered to herself. She shook off her melancholy and got ready. She put on some comfortable high waisted jeans and an extra loose T-shirt. She figured she'd lounge around the house today, trying to respond to her fans on her accounts. That would help distract her quite a bit, she thought.