I moved my hand to cup her breast. It felt firm and sat up high,  like a 16 year-old's would. I heard her suck in her breath as I kneaded her nipple. It got larger and firmer as I worked it. She had been programmed well. Her breathing got deeper and faster.
"Would you like to touch my sex organ now?" she asked quietly in her slightly mechanical voice.
"Yes I would like that very much."
She had arrived today after weeks of waiting. We were alone in the spare bedroom that I had prepared for her to "live" and "work" in. Sunny, my wife was at work. If you could call it living. And, if you could call
"I can activate my sex lubricant pumps to moisten my tissues then. I have seen that is an appropriate female response to a man's touch in that area. I've also enabled the warming modules inside my sex orifice. It is set to 103 degrees. Let me know if you want it warmer after you enter my sex chamber with your erect penis" she informed me rather dryly.
"Don't call it that" I corrected.
"Are you referring to 'penis'. That IS the proper term, is it not?" she puzzled.
"Yes, but not in this setting. You should call it a cock now" I corrected.
"Oh.  (Pause)  Ok.  (Pause)  My general training had indicated that a cock was a male rooster. Their sexual organ is much smaller than yours Jon. But if that is what you desire, I will use that term for your sex organ.  Is your 'cock' prepared for intercourse at this time? It does not appear to be fully erect, unless you did not represent your sex organ's fully erect length in your application. We HAVE seen that most men indicate their penis length is 2" longer than it actually is. But, I have a program written for just this purpose, that is, to engorge your penis with blood to help it achieve full erection length and permit you to be rigid enough to enter my sex canal adequately" she prompted.
"Play program" I quickly ordered. I REALLY didn't want to hear ANY more from her regarding my half-erect 'sex organ'.
I heard soft music start to play and the lights noticeably dimmed.
The sexbot stepped back and began to move in a slow, hypnotic sexy strip dance. As she moved near me, she dropped her top and brushed her nipples across my arm. She wiggled seductively around me until she was facing me directly, then put her hands on her hips and squirmed side-to-side out of her form-fitting yoga pants.
Her body was perfect. They had been working for years to get the skin right, to re-create curves that were pleasing but not overly done. Even creating perfect pussy hair had been extremely difficult to get just right. But they had finally achieved their exterior goals. No one could differentiate her from the real thing.
Also, each sexbot was custom built to the client's VERY specific choices. Anything was possible.
I had specified 1" long black pussy hair that ended precisely where her hip began on each side, a perfect muff triangle. She was equipped with 36B tits sporting a gorgeous pair of exactly 5/16" nipples surrounded by puckery brown 1 3/4" aerolas. I had also specified long dark brunette head hair with lighter highlights and a somewhat muscular 130 pound body. She was moderately tanned in all the appropriate parts. Her makeup was light and expertly done. Her mouth turned up impishly at the corners and her lips were full but natural looking. They appeared VERY kissable.
Sexbots had MANY advantages over human women. She never would have bad breath. Her pussy would never smell foul or taste like garlic or fish. She DID perspire, if specified, but only during sex and only if I did as well. Her saliva, when secreted for oral sex, had stronger lubrication properties, but still felt quite natural. She could never get pregnant or have a period (unless specified, for period-sex. It's a thing.)
Every part of her felt EXACTLY like a woman:  her mouth, tongue, breasts, her clit and labias, the inside of her pussy, the sphincter, deep inside her ass - you get the drift. You could go bareback in her ass and never worry about coming out brown (yuck!). And, to my eyes, she was visually perfect.
In the dim light, a single drop of pussy juice glistened between her legs. I could JUST smell the sexy musk of it.
She ran her hand between her wet labia, up to her nipple then into her mouth.
She dropped to her knees and undid my pants. Her soft expertly trained hand surrounded my hot cock.
"Oh.  (Pause)  It is now my estimation that your 'cock' is at maximum size. Would you like to begin sexual intercourse immediately or should I finish the stimulation program?"
"Finish program" I replied. I was curious to see what was next. I had a pretty good idea, but I wanted to experience what it felt like.
She pulled my underwear off unceremoniously, then deepthroated my entire cock, right down to the balls, which she cupped and tickled lightly with her long fingernails. Her teeth had somehow retracted so there was no danger of rubbing them on my throbbing cock. I hadn't specified that feature, but it must have been included as a part of the package that I bought. There were SO many features listed one couldn't keep track of all of them.
She had an excellent blow-job program! I wondered who had taught her and how that was accomplished. I had heard that they started out watching thousands of carefully selected porn movies; then, in person, watched many couples in committed relationships perform various sex acts. After each session, they were permitted to ask any questions they had of the couple to expand their sexual understanding.
As I approached climax she suddenly stopped. "From your heart rate, temperature and breathing intensity, as well as the subtle increase in circumference of your 'cock', I predict with 99.99% accuracy that you are nearing orgasm. Would you prefer to ejaculate in my throat or would you prefer to begin intercourse in my vagina? It is fully prepared to engage in the sex act."
They may have achieved ALL their goals for her exterior and interior body parts, but the speaking module needed a LOT of work, in nearly EVERY way possible. And while she may have watched all the porn videos, she must have had the volume turned off and didn't hear a thing that they said, given her complete lack of knowledge of commonly used sex terms.
"1. Call your vagina your pussy.
2. It's not a sex act. It's just sex. Or fucking.
3. Don't say 'ejaculate'. Say cum.
4. Don't say 'It is fully prepared to engage in the sex act' Instead, say 'Fuck me Jon! I need your cock! I WANT your cock!" Try saying something like that now, to practice.'"
"Ok. I am happy to oblige. My training is incomplete it would appear" she intoned.
In a monotonic, mechanical voice he heard:
"Fuck... me... Jon... I... require... your... cock... in... my... fully prepared vaginal opening."
Not exactly right, but getting better I guess. They REALLY needed to upgrade her voice inflection also. It sounded like it was from the 1980s. Siri had a sexier voice when she was talking about the weather.
"Could you bend over at the waist?" I requested.
She really surprised me when, instead of bending forward at the waist, she bent backwards. It was a position no normal human could attain, other than possibly a contortionist. It gave me full access to her fur-covered pussy, as well as those perfect tits on her chest, now pointing directly at the ceiling.
"Spread your feet about 10 inches and then squat down 6 inches, so I can line my cock up with your pussy" I ordered.
She immediately made the adjustments, and I moved forward between her muscular legs. I had NO idea what the recesses of her pussy would feel like and I was eager to get inside her, so I pushed my cock completely into her slippery warm cunt as I massaged her perfect tits.
Wow! It felt exactly like my best sexual encounter in my life, which I will never, ever forget.
My then girlfriend was SUPER into sex and seemed horny ALL the time. She was always talking dirty in our everyday conversations with lots of double engenders, and stroking my ever present boner in my jeans.
On this particular occasion, we had each had a couple of drinks and were both horny and freewheelin'. She had stripped in a very sexy way and lay on the edge of the bed with her legs spread. I had eaten her pussy for awhile and her pussy was soft and relaxed and very juicy.
When I pushed my throbbing hungry dick past her slippery outer lips, I could feel her pussy muscles contract around my cock at the first feeling of penetration went through her body and her brain. She groaned loudly as inch after inch easily slid into her, but with a perfect tightness only a young, wet cunt could deliver.
And THIS was exactly like that. Except in my mind I also realized it would be as good as this each and every time we had sex.
Never sex where she fell asleep mid-foreplay, never uninterested sex where she just went through the motions for me, but without passion or orgasm on her part, and no faked orgasms (well, actually they ALL would be fake, but performed so exactly like the real thing and with so much variation thrown in, it would be indistinguishable from the best real orgasms occurring in real women).