14 comments/ 50667 views/ 42 favorites Chronicles of Seven & Sophie By: Eutopia This is one of my pre-existing characters, Sophie, a nineteen year old. I had this idea for her, so I thought I would cross her over into a Sci-Fi for a short interlude My Thanks go out to Darksage, my excellent editor for this story. -- The year, 2100, was a beautiful place and time to exist. Pollution was non existent, the threat of Global Warming turned out to be a myth, violence and crime were both nearly extinct. Fossil fuel was obsolete, leading the electric car to take its place. Even car accidents were a thing of the past, having had all the "cars" traffic monitoring and navigation system. They drove themselves, no human driver needed. Towering buildings stretched to the sky, yet trees and grass still grew within the city in abundance. It was a utopia. So, one would wonder why a girl such as Sophie had hidden herself in solitude. It was a beautiful day in a marvelous time, but why did she still avoid the outside world? Perhaps it was because to her it seemed like in this "ideal" world they hadn't quite worked all of the kinks out yet. Despite technological improvements, humans were still human after all. They still harboured cruel tendencies. Poor Sophie had found herself to be too delicate and sensitive to cope with that fact. From an early age she'd been verbally abused. The words spouted from her father's mouth had been like poisonous vomit and scarred her for the rest of her existence. So what if she had been a bit different from the average child! So what if she had been a bit pudgy! Hadn't she deserved to be loved and respected like anyone else? Had she not deserved to grow up happy? Sadly, it seemed she had not earned that right. She had endured years of it. Twelve long, hurtful years, until her father finally died. It seemed modern science still did not have a cure for everything. She held no remorse for the man. He had hardly been her father. To her he wasn't even a human being. How could she? She didn't even see herself as one. Years went by and she slowly faded from society, she became more and more reclusive until she spent weeks locked into her room. Her mind was preyed upon by depression; her psyche fell deeper and deeper into a black, smothering bog, until Sophie had lost her self entirely. She was fourteen when she dropped from school, unable to handle the large crowds and judgmental stares of her peers. She was shipped through the system, the Government saying they would help, but never fulfilling their promises. She had been just another figure in the system. So, she sat, and she rotted from within. On her nineteenth year, her mother finally called a stop to it all; she had seen Sophie suffer enough. Her daughter needed to live, even if it was only a small and boring life. Anything would be better than her current existence. So, she helped Sophie acquire her own apartment. It wasn't flash or huge, but it would do. It had been about six months into her stay when Sophie received a present. It seemed her mother worried that she had been getting lonely. In fact, it was quite the opposite. Sophie simply adored living by herself. She took pride in not speaking for days, let alone never leaving the house for months on end. The wonders of modern technology, everything she needed could be there with a click of a mouse. Her mother had not known this and still thought her daughter had been suffering with loneliness. So, for a gift, her mother had shelled out for a Companion-Bot. When Sophie received the form instructing her through the steps of ordering online, she called her mother and began to sputter indignantly in a fit. She'd told the woman quite clearly that it was unnecessary. She was quite alright on her own. However, her mother would have none of it. Sophie became tired of arguing with her mother and relented in an attempt to get back to her solitary life as quickly as possible. Her annoyance caused her chubby cherub cheeks to inflate and deflate as she huffed and puffed. This wafted her short, shoulder length, standard brunette locks and caused them to bounce and sway as she did so. She'd never seen the point in Companion-Bots, they were mostly just used for sex. Now, it hadn't been like Sophie had never thought about sex before. Quite the contrary, Sophie thought about sex frequently. She'd never had a boyfriend, and subsequently never had sex either. It was something she was very, very curious about. She hadn't been entirely innocent, she had a Rabbit Vibrator that she adored. She just could not bring herself to ponder having sex with her soon to be Companion-Bot. Even though she knew robots had no emotions and that they were programmed to obey any order given by their 'Masters' happily, Sophie would not be able to order such a thing. She simply could not handle the fact that she might be forcing someon- something into doing a task they might not like. It also shattered what little self-esteem she'd had, having to resort to ordering a robot to lay with her just so she could be rid of her virginity. So it was with a depressed sigh and an empty look of resignation in her eyes that she began the order process... ///Flashback./// A weary sigh escaped her lips like it was the last exhale she'd ever give as she stared into the bright glare of the laptop. She quickly moved the mouse around, her eyes flicked back and forth from the piece of paper in her hand to the screen, as she navigated her way around cyber-space. It wasn't long until she had filled out the necessary information and had been shuffled on to the next step of ordering. She gave a grunt as she started filling in the spaces for her custom Companion-Bot. "Height...Let's make him tall, seven foot." "Shoulder width...small, medium or large...? Let's go with large." "Muscle definition...No, I don't want him so ripped...Yes, like that! It looks like he's been doing hard labour every day. Muscle built of necessity instead of off of steroids." "Waist...let's go with medium. Small makes him look like a girl, yet he's still got that tapered, slim waist thing going on." 'If I'm not going to have sex with him I might as well make him good eye-candy.' She snickered mentally as she carried on. "Hair...long, just to the top of his pectoral, slightly waved and dark sapphire blue. I love blue hair." "Eye colour...matching." "Lips...generous, please." "Nose...masculine, yet slim." She continued, toying around with the settings. "Body hair, ew, please no. I can't see how mum can like body hair." "Penis length...? Uh, um...Let's go with nine inches." She coughed into her hand; not knowing if that was the right size to be picking. "Ooh! Complimentary set of clothes? How about that white muscles shirt and those pair of faded grey jeans." Sophie finished, her eyes roved over the information she'd typed up. Feeling slightly less dreadful about the whole situation, she quickly hit submit. ///End Flashback./// It had been a nervous week long wait for Sophie. Her gut boiled with nervous anticipation and dreadful regret. It was a disgusting turmoil that made Sophie want to puke; she could have done without it. Then, it came. The horrible knock at the door she had been anticipating. She all but dashed over to the door, then felt a moment of apprehension as paranoia swept over her. She'd checked the electronic "peep-hole" before she opened the door. She kept her head down as she signed the delivery form. She could feel the delivery man's eyes boring into her, judging her. She suspected that he knew what was in the giant, towering wooden box beside him. He probably thought she was some kind of pathetic pervert. She quickly wheeled the enormous plywood crate into her apartment, before the delivery man left. Sophie simply stood there for awhile, her heart in her throat as she stared at the box with curious anticipation as it loomed over her. Now that it had arrived, Sophie had nothing more to regret, she had done it, and it had come; now she just had to open it. It was several minutes of frustrated swearing before the side of the box was finally yanked off and a sea of foam peanuts cascaded from within. Sophie could only stand there, her mouth open in wonder as she gazed at its inner treasure. He stood there, like a sentry, his eyes closed and body slack as he waited to be activated. Sophie quickly leafed through the sea of foam packing as she searched in unabashed excitement for the instruction manual. When she found it, she couldn't help but wince. The book had to have been thicker than her new CB's head. She opened the manual hurriedly, her eyes scanned across the printed words, quickly flicking pages until she was in the right spot. ///Flashback./// "To activate your new Companion-Bot, press behind the left ear." She mumbled to herself, her eyes flicked over the drawn diagram on the opposing page. She cast a look up to her CB and couldn't help but furrow her eyebrows as she contemplated how exactly she was going to get up there. 'There's no way I can reach that high.' She thought, a note of agitation in her mental voice. She gave a huff, and then took a step forward, into the box. She placed one foot against her new toys thick, tree-trunk like thigh, she pushed herself up in a hop, her hands grabbing onto his gorilla wide shoulders. Of course, it probably would have gone better if she'd simply gotten a chair. Sophie scampered up the towering monolith and clutched to the hulking beast. She had managed to manoeuvre herself in such a way that she was able to get a single hand free. Her chin rested on her CB's left shoulder, and she gave a grunt as she began to shuffle away his long, tousled, blue locks to reveal his ear. As she jabbed her finger into the space behind his ear, she couldn't help but shriek as she was rocked from her position on her CB when he began to activate. Eyes closed, she waited for the painful and rough landing on her chubby arse. Thankfully, it did not come and instead she was caught in the burly arms of her CB. As the robot placed her back on her feet, Sophie couldn't help but whimper as she watched the giant male move, her insecurities and fears bubbled to the surface as the robot looked down on her. 'He's going to be just like every other male.' she instinctively thought. She flinched away from the strange man as he reached a hand out to her. However, she couldn't help but blink, as the CB straightened her disheveled clothing. He looked at her then, a natural smile lighting his features. "Are you alright?" He spoke, his voice masculine and heady, completely human. Sophie just blinked her mid-hue blue eyes again as she looked back to the instruction booklet in hand. "I am Sophie Harre," She spoke, as she recited from the book "I am your owner, Companion-Bot 778-8867." She spared a second to look up at her CB to check if he was activating properly; she gave a sigh of relief as she saw the red, blinking light shine out from his left pupil. "Please state the name you wish for me to be addressed by." Her new CB responded, initiating the next step. Sophie simply blanked, her face going lax as her brain short-circuited 'I had a whole week to think about this and I leave it till now?!' She panicked, wondering if she was going to screw up her CB because she couldn't think of a name, "Seven." She quipped, giving a blink, 'That's a nice name.' She thought happily, glad her rash decision hadn't been a bad one, 'Not totally original, the first number of his product code, but it'll do.' Looking down to the guide again, she quickly leafed through a couple of pages, searching for the next step. Eyes glued to the page as she began to walk over to her apartment's master computer. She couldn't help but stop halfway to her destination. She cast a look over her shoulder, and stared up at the hulky beast that had started to follow her like a lost puppy. He simply gave another friendly smile. Shrugging, she continued on her way. Popping open a little flap next to the computer screen mounted into the wall, Sophie turned to Seven to acquire his USB cord, only to find him pulling it from an opened slot on his wrist. Stepping back, she watched as the CB connected himself into her apartment. Closing the manual with a snap, Sophie gazed at the screen, watching two little arrows travel around in a circle as the word "SYCNING" flashed across the screen. She rocked back and forth on her heels as she waited for all of her information to be downloaded into Seven. Her apartment mainframe held all of the necessary information; it kept track of her habits, her favourite programmes, the sites she surfed the most, what was currently in stock in the fridge, what food she cooked the most and anything and everything under the sun. It was with a cheerful bing that Seven found himself fully synched into Sophie's life. ///End Flashback./// Sophie's life with Seven was spectacular, of course it did take some time to get used to. Seven became all that Sophie needed out of life, he cleaned, made medical appointments, ordered groceries, he beat her highscore on several games and got her past difficult levels she couldn't clock, he even laughed at her poor and ill-executed jokes. It made it very easy for Sophie to forget he was a robot designed to keep her happy; she hated it and adored it. She had a friend, but only because she had paid for him. She became dependent on him, for physical and emotional needs; if she couldn't reach a spice at the top of her cupboard, Seven would be there to get it. If she felt herself become overwhelmed by depression, Seven would hold her close for the entire day if necessary. He could give her human interaction and affection without her having to leave the house or ever worry that he was judging her. Sophie's existence was perfect, she had a best friend. That was, until, Sophie's resolve broke one night and the relationship was shattered. ///Flashback./// The sound of whirring and heavy breaths filled Sophie's small bedroom as she pumped the clear Rabbit Vibrator in and out of her soaking pussy. Her neck strained as she pushed her head back into her pillow, her damp hair sticking to her face. Sophie's feet pushed against the bed beneath her, rocking her hips up and thrusting onto the buzzing vibrator being pumped into her snatch. It was at times like this Sophie was glad she was never loud when she sought her pleasure. Pumping the false cock in and out of her cunt quickly, she simply panted like a bitch in heat as the stimulating, vibrating 'rabbit' rocked back and forth over her clit. Her large and heavy breasts bounced enthusiastically as she tossed. Her dusky pink, small nipples perched happily on the E-cup, blushed mounds of Aphrodite. Using her free, left hand she quickly brought it up to a nipple, she clamped down around it and twisted it vigorously. The pleasure shooting straight down to her clenching pussy. She was glad Seven had powered down for the night, it was for her own modesty that she only masturbated once he was out. She didn't need him to hear her and think she was in distress. She would never live down the embarrassment of him barging into her room. 'Seven.' She thought timidly, closing her eyes as she thought of the blue-haired brute clambering on top of her and fucking her brains out like a monster. This certainly was not the first time Sophie had fantasized about Seven slipping his no doubt thick cock deep within her folds and creaming inside of her. It happened to be her favourite idea. She knew if she simply asked he would be in here, in a second, cock in hand, but she could simply not ask that of it. She felt like that would be taking advantage of him, when all she wanted was for him to take advantage of her. She broke herself out of those depressive thoughts by giving another quick yank on her nipple, tingeing the pleasure with a hint of pain. Sophie had always been relatively quick to orgasm, five minutes and she was done, thirty seconds if she was watching porn. So as the thoughts of Seven ran through her head, her face contorted into a look of pleasure as her body reached the plateau of bliss that came just before a mind shattering orgasm. As her pussy spasmed around the intruding vibrator, her thick thighs snapped closed around her pumping hand. "Seven!" She cried softly as she worked through her orgasm furiously. She couldn't help but shriek, sitting bolt upright as the door slammed open; her quick movements sent the vibrator deeply into her quivering cunt. "Seven!" She cried again, this time in mortification as she watched his nostrils flare, no doubt analyzing the stench of her pussy in the air. "Get out!" She stressed, as she clambered for a blanket to hide herself in before yanking the vibrator out of her pussy and turning it off, and then quickly jamming it under the sheets. It was obvious her calling his name activated him; Seven must have thought her in danger of some kind and rushed to help only to find this situation. She was almost curious to see how he handled it. Seven just stood there, the thick mane of blue hair that was parted down the right side of his head shielded part of his face. He tilted his head to the side as he watched her, "Sophie," He started, taking a step forwards towards her, "you know I am able to take care of your sexual needs." He spoke fluently as he rested both of his hands on the end of her bed. "Seven, I said out!" She cried, wondering why he was not listening to her as he slowly began to creep up the bed. She gave a startled cry as he quickly snatched her foot, yanking her down the bed roughly, pulling Sophie under his hulking mass. Her bed creaked ominously and Sophie wondered for a second if it was going to give out under her CB's massive weight. "Seven, what are you doing! I said out!" She panicked, for the first time feeling completely out of control with Seven. She did not like it. "I can please you." He whispered, his eyes looking into hers; causing Sophie to pause. 'It sounds like he's trying to convince me...' She trailed off, not quite sure what to make of it all. "As a Companion-Bot, my directive is to please you. Be it mentally, emotional or sexually. Taking into account your heart rate, body temperature," He quickly shifted a hand between her legs, causing Sophie's eyes to widen before he dragged a finger through her nether lips. Sophie bucked as he ran straight over her clit, collecting her juices on his thick finger before bringing it to his mouth. Slipping the end of the digit past his plump lips, Sophie could only look on in aroused horror. She couldn't believe he had just done that without her permission, "sexual fluids and pheromones, you are aroused. I am programmed to be able to pleasure you when this situation occurs." "Seven, I said out! This is a direct order! I am perfectly fine dealing with this myself!" She huffed, her face red in embarrassment as her anger with the defiant robot began to bubble to the surface. It did well to hide her worry that her friend might be defective. Seven did not even blink his dark sapphire eyes as a hand dug under the blankets, yanking out her fluid covered vibrator. "Put that down!" Sophie cried and she was happy to see he dropped it like it was molten lead. "This piece of equipment will do little to satisfy you like I can. I was built to pleasure the human female form. I have vast knowledge in the art of sexual gratification, from ancient Karma Sutra positions and techniques to modern day sexual equipment. I can bring you gratification you have not yet felt." Seven slipped the words past his lips with ease, his cascading blue hair a curtain around the two of them. Seven had caught Sophie in a moment of weakness, the apex of her thighs ached in agony for Seven to make true the words he spoke so freely. Regardless of what her body wanted, her mind resisted; for Sophie could not ask such a thing, no matter how much she wanted it. Seven seemed to know that, whether it was from simply being within her company for so long so that he could recognise it or something deeper we would never know. With one hand slipped under her lower back, he easily lifted her arse off the bed while using his other hand to yank down his zipper. As his cock flopped out, Sophie couldn't help but feel her virgin eyes widen as it slapped along her wet pussy lips. It was the first cock she'd ever seen outside of porn. As she was busy looking at his cock, Seven was still focused solely on her face. Chronicles of Seven & Sophie Ch. 02 All characters are over the age of 19. Thanks to Darksage for editing, once again. -- The cool, plastic countertop did little to cool Sophie's flushed body as she cried out in ecstasy. Her red flushed bosom pushed onto the cold surface along with the side of her face, her arms haphazardly strewn across it in disregard. Her left leg was kicked up, the sole of her foot pressed against the surface of the countertop, opening her pussy lips wide for the heavy intruder fucking her body into submission with every thrust. It put the appendage in her direct line of sight to observe the happenings. Said happenings had to do with the canned peaches coloured nail polish brush Seven wielded in his left hand, the very brush that expertly slashed across her toenails; not even a single drop of paint marred her skin. It was times like these that reminded Sophie that Seven was a robot. If it had been any other ordinary man, she would have guessed half of her foot to be covered in nail polish and the bottle to have been knocked over and leaking its content all over the countertop. Seven's spare fingers gave her clit a pinch, knocking her straying thoughts back to the activity at hand. Seven could most assuredly multi-task her brains out. With an inward, snapping thrust of his hips, he gave a perfectly timed stroke across her nail, as had been the rhythm for the last three hours. She didn't know how many coats of paint she had got, nor did she honestly care. With an upward surge of his cock and another swipe, Sophie gave a soft whine in the back of her throat, the agonising way Seven slowly retracted her cock was killing her, the only simple reprieve he gave her was the way her circled her clit, plucking it like a guitar string. His thumb and middle finger pulled back the hood of her clit as they stationed both sides of it, his index finger rolling the once hidden pearl, taunting and teasing the nerves. She could do nothing in her prone position except gyrate her hips as he thrust forwards quickly again, saliva dribbling from the corner of her lips to pool on the table below her. She gave another whine as her pussy convulsed for what felt like the millionth time today, so worn out and used she couldn't tell when another orgasm was coming. They were simply insatiable, roving over her body at their own will, taking her mind whenever they pleased with no warning. Another gush of fluid eased from her used pussy, pulling a grunt from Seven as it lubricated his heavy cock even more. A moan was torn from Sophie's throat as Seven logically concluded now would be the best time to add his own flavour to the mix and with a rough, deep surge he seated his stretching cock firmly within Sophie. The head of his cock knocked against the entrance to her womb, causing her to grit her teeth just before she felt a warm liquid shoot into her snatch, coating her walls with its synthetic juices. She could only wither helplessly as her robotic lover pumped her so full of his cream that it gushed out around his cock to splatter against the floor, painting her thighs and dribbling down her leg. She adored how much he could cum, loved it when he shot his load so deeply inside that it would never come out. Her pussy clenched down again, trying to milk Seven's cock for all it was worth as she gave a hearty pant, her body covered in a thin film of sweat. As Seven finished pumping the entirety of his balls into her tight, aching and hungry little snatch, he leant down, his long, thick tongue swiping across her shoulder blade. Touching the sensitive skin with his slick appendage, Sophie could only shiver as he teased her overwrought flesh."Seven." She whined, trying to bat at the teasing bot, only giggling as he moved his head out of the range of her hand, yet not letting up on the tasting of her skin. Seven had learnt quickly that sometimes when she told him to stop, or alluded to that, that she, in fact, did not want him to stop. For a robot to pick up on that so quickly and to be able to recognise it so easily astounded Sophie, men had been having that exact problem for millions of years. 'Male robots are far more insightful than their counterparts.' She thought, her face erupting in a grin as she giggled again, Seven's hair floating down to tickle her cooling body, 'Though it's probably just his programming or his AI. Robots pay more attention than men, they have no other distractions.' She concluded that it was nothing special as she shivered, her body breaking out in goose bumps. Seven paused with his tongue on her skin, the finely attuned sensors in the appendage picking up on her dropping body temperature. Deciding now would be the ideal time to clean up; his right arm snaked under Sophie's belly, easily pulling her from the countertop. Her back hit his chest with a squelch, gravity pulling her heavy body downwards to impale on his still hard cock, forcing more of his cock into her cunt and in return, pushing more of his cum out as it splattered against the floor and began running down both of her legs. "Ah, shit, Seven." She cursed in delight as her nails bit into the steel band of an arm, her eyes screwing closed in delight as she grit her teeth, toes curling in ecstasy. "My apologise." His voice purred from behind her as he began to walk, every step knocking his erect cock against another part of her still sensitive pussy. His body moved behind her as he strode towards the bathroom causing her own to shift and bounce, squeezing more cum out of her tight little snatch, leaving a trail in their wake. Sophie was unable to do anything, pulled off the floor and trapped to Seven's chest she could do nothing, a prisoner to Seven's height and strength. As they approached the bathroom, the door easily slid open to reveal a standard bathroom, a toilet, a sink and a shower big enough to fit two people easily, so it was more than a little cosy with Seven in there. The hulky CB could take up room enough for two people easily enough. Not that Sophie minded, less room meant more skin on skin time with her blue-haired barbarian and he certainly didn't mind getting the spots she couldn't reach. With his spare hand Seven easily swung open the shower door, reaching in he pushed the button to turn the shower on, already set to her favourite temperature. It was with a spasm that Sophie found herself pulled off of Seven's cock and set on the floor, Seven hands swallowing her chubby waist as he steadied her; her legs weren't quite used to supporting her weight just yet. With a couple of second of recuperation Sophie waddled into the shower, cum overflowing from her stretched snatch, her arse red from the constant slapping of Seven's crotch into her supple cheeks. As she entered under the lukewarm spray, she gave her body a quick rub over with her hands, her palms rubbing over her supple chest as she gave a sigh of delight. After about thirty seconds, enough time for her to wet her body and rinse off some of the evidence of their romp, Seven entered the shower, his towering body blocking the spray completely as it bounced off his back. Sophie simply turned to him, her hands immediately affixing themselves to his chest as she cleaned off his artificial sweat. 'Helps them appear more human,' she hummed to herself, 'if it gets hot, they sweat, if they do physical activity, they sweat. Makes them look more human, hence more believable.' Sophie certainly had to agree with that, if it wasn't for the fact that most robots were outrageously gorgeous or had increasing odd features she'd have never been able to tell them apart from humans. Not that she always could, she'd thought the cute couple several apartments down her hallway were completely human, turns out the girl was a Fem-CB. She never would have known if she hadn't seen the Fem-CB throw her owner over her shoulder in one go. Dropping to her knees her hands quickly slid up his muscular calves, giving them a soft, innocent massage as she went, a light and pretty hum bouncing from her lips. Her firmly pressed fingers quickly moved up to his massive thighs, they had to be as thick as tree branches. Pressing the pads of her fingers into the 'muscles' she gave them a deep massage, her eyes wandering to the heavy cock blatantly pointing at her face, though. She blinked, wondering why he hadn't deflated yet, as was norm, but she simply gave it a shrug, use to all of the little glitches Seven showed every now and again. 'May as well take advantage of it, though.' She thought with a wicked chuckle as she cast a grin up at Seven as he watched her, her right hand coming to wrap around the base of his cock. Keeping her eyes locked with Seven's dark sapphire orbs, her tongue gave the head a gentle lap, the flavour of her own juices bursting over her tongue with its musky tang while the familiar, sweet flavour of Seven puckered her saliva glands, forcing more spit into her mouth, 'Strawberries.' She cooed in delight. She had always heard semen tasted rather horrid, so when picking out a flavour for Seven's cum, she'd picked strawberries instead of O Natural. It was one of his robotic 'features' that she adored. Seven simply gave a grunt, his hand coming to burrow in her thick hair as she gave the top of his cum soaked cock another lick, her broad tongue sweeping over the head. She placed open mouth kisses down the side of his cock, her tongue laving over the heated, soft, silken shaft until she reached about halfway. Using the hand holding his cock firmly, she slapped his heavy cock against the side of her face, her nipples tightening at the erotic feeling as cum and water splashed off her cheek at the impact. Pulling his cock away from her face again, a long, line of cum strung from her chubby cherub cheek to the tip of his cock. Seven gave a snort of amusement as he looked down, causing Sophie to giggle in return, she knew there was no reason for her to do this, to try and please Seven, but she wanted to, she needed to; besides, she found it heavenly. She smacked his thick cock against the side of her face again, giving a soft coo at the firm, masculine feeling of his cock slapping into her cheek. Giving a hum she closed her eyes, rubbing the side of her face against his still hard shaft. Smearing the tip of his cock through the patch of cum glued to her cheek, she pressed her small yet pouty lips to the top of his shaft in a soft kiss before investigating his 'urethra' with the tip of her tongue. Pressing even further forwards her lips slowly began to stretch around the head of his cock, blossoming open to accept the circumcised beast into her supple young mouth. The head just by itself forced her to open her jaw as wide as possible, least her teeth scratch over her robots cock; the owner's manual may have assured her they feel no pain, but they would react the same as if they did. The companies left no stone unturned in their pursuit for total human realism. As his cock sat heavy on her tongue, she braced her hands on his thighs, chancing a look up at the bot as his hand tightened in her hair. She gave a doe eyed blink of her mid blue hued orbs, as she slowly felt Seven push her head forwards, her mouth languidly easing open as he slid his thick cock into her. As his shaft rasped over the taste buds of her tongue, his head nearing the back of her throat, her grip tightened minutely causing Seven to freeze. As Seven reached down to Sophie, three-quarters of his cock stuffed into her mouth, he easily swept up her soaked hair into a make-shift ponytail with his spare hand. His other hand quickly wrapped the new locks around itself. Sophie gave a pleased sound at the back of her throat, now that she had all of that pesky hair out of her face, causing the corners of Seven's lips to perk at the approval. Slowly he began to ease her off his shaft again, her lips stretching over the artificial skin of his cock. When all that resided in her gaping mouth was the head of his cock, he slowly eased her head back in again, slowly picking up a rhythm as Seven guided her. To anyone else that owned a CB or not, this would have seemed like a very bazaar situation. After all, the CB, the submissive position in the relationship, was in the dominant position, controlling its master. But Sophie was different from most owners, hell, she was different from most humans. She liked it when Seven shared with her his sexual knowledge, she was a virgin, after all, she may have known the workings of a blow job but she certainly did not know how to expertly give one. Seven, however, did. So, he taught her, becoming her lover and her teacher. Just like how he was teaching her how to take a proper face fucking right now. Giving a grunt as he slid Sophie down to the three-quarter mark they had soundlessly agreed on, he gave a flex of his hip, sliding his cock out from her gaping maw. The positioned had changed now, Seven moved and Sophie controlled. He would slide in roughly, completely ignoring the set boundaries forcing Sophie to move her hands up to his hips to regulate his thrusts, just like she would have had to do if she was with a human partner. She gave a stiff gag as Seven slipped in a bit far, causing her eyes to water and the heel of her palm to thump against his bony hip. He immediately slipped further out; taking note that Sophie obviously wasn't ready to experiment with deep-throating. He once again resumed his thrusting, his grip tightening in her hair as his pumping hips became faster and far more forceful. The taste of Seven rolled around Sophie's mouth, from the sweet strawberry flavouring of his artificial semen to the salty tang of his sweat, even the synthetic skin covering his cock tasted different from anywhere else on his body. It was not a flavour she would wish to eat, but a flavour that brought to mind all that was Seven, it evoked emotions from her. Her chubby belly stirred with arousal as her lust smouldered to life in the ashes of her previous desire, her pussy quivering with want as from its depths leaked the evidence of their early tryst. She eagerly slipped her right hand down to her flushed pussy lips, stroking over them briefly before parting the thick set with her pinkie and pointer finger. Her middle and ring finger vibrantly circled her swollen pearl, bringing bouts of pleasure and slight pain to Sophie. She was far to tender to rough herself up like she usually would, forcing her to take it slowly and softly; though she found it hard to concentrate with Seven's cock in her mouth. Giving the sliding phallus another rove with her tongue, she was "rewarded" with an extra deep thrust, once more causing her to gag and give a slight cough. Eyebrows furrowing as Seven blatantly ignored sexual civility of not making your partner gag, Sophie decided it was time to instil a new method of keeping his cock on a tighter leash. Bringing her fingers out of her snatch left her with a feeling of slight disappointment as she went unfulfilled, though she phased through that to quickly wrap her fingers around the base of his cock. She gave him a firm stroke upwards as he receded from her mouth, gaining a deep, rumbling groan from the bot under her fingers. 'So that's why he was thrusting so deeply.' Eyes sparking with achievement, she couldn't help but give a sound of happiness in the back of her throat, once again vibrating her mouth around Seven's cock. With every back stroke of Seven's cock, her hand would stroke downwards, following the fucking motion with a tight ring of fingers and with every up stroke, she would follow the same pattern, this time stopping at where she wanted Seven to stop; so when her fingers bumped into her lips, Seven would recede. And such was how Seven taught Sophie, most of the time she was left to find the answers by herself, Seven telling her nothing. That wasn't simply because Seven was a jerk, no, it's because Sophie didn't ask. That was the relationship between robot and human; even if it was highly aggravating at times for Sophie. They only spoke when spoken to, or something like that. "Where?" The question rumbled from her robot lovers grit teeth, his hand tightening in his lock as he asked her where he wanted for to spill his seed. Sophie simply ignored it as the suction around his cock tightened. "Sophie, where?" He stressed, his voice box taking on an almost strained tone as his eyebrows bunched. Sophie simply hummed around his cock in fake contemplation, causing him the grunt and bend over slightly, his back curving as he tugged her further down his cock. It never ceased to amaze Sophie the realism they had programmed into robots. It came then, well, Seven came then, a deep inwards thrust placed his cock firmly in her mouth as he erupted. Seven's head threw back as his neck strained, the muscles in his jaw bunching as he grit his teeth, eyes screwed shut as his cock pulsed in simulated orgasm. His delightfully flavoured cream filling her mouth as Sophie simply blinked in surprise, jolting softly, though she was kept in place by the hand wrapped in her locks. As the cum kept flowing and Seven kept groaning, Sophie's cheeks bulged with the vast amount of semen being emptied into her mouth. Almost panicking for a second, Sophie finally remembered she had the ability to swallow. Pulling off of Seven's still spurting shaft, she kept her lips tightly sealed, though some blobs of white managed to ooze out and roll down her chin to splatter atop her red flushed, heaving bosom. A few more strands of cum painted themselves across Sophie's face, neck and chest like some kind of abstract painting as she simply sat there, lips puckered and cheeks inflated. She giggled as Seven finally came to a stop, his broad and muscular chest heaving with breaths he didn't need. As his head turned down to her, navy eyes opening to view her once more, Sophie looked up at him, splattered in his semen. She tried to give him a smile, though it was nearly impossible with her cheeks bulging to the extent that hers where. She gave a deep, audible gulp as she swallowed some of cum captured in her chubby chops. It was soon followed by two more as she finally emptied the contents into her stomach. Opening her mouth wide, she readily flashed her tongue at Seven, eager for him to see that she had swallowed every last spurt of his fake essence. She closed her mouth with a giggle as she received and affection pat on the head, his hand smoothing over her damp locks as they finally unwound from his tight fist. Slowly trying to get to her feet, a task of great hardship in such a confined space, she was happy when Seven simply reached down and grasped her under her armpits to lift her to her feet like a child. Swinging her around, she was quickly slipped under the warm stream of water. Hands coming up to her bountiful bosom, she gave the slightly mounds a gentle massage as her fingers slipped over her nipples, washing away the semen covering them. She gave a sound of delight as Seven's hand glided over her shoulders from behind to slip over her collarbone. Leaning back, her back came to rest against his supple, yet firm chest as she let Seven take over the duties of cleaning her. She gave a happy sigh as her eyes lidded in contentment, Seven's hands roving over her skin to gentle cup her breasts, giving them a soft massage before he continued down to her soft belly. His soft fingers pressed into the supple flesh as he rid it of his own ejaculation. Her healthy thighs eagerly rubbed together, hoping to relieve some of her pent up desire. Seven easily picked up the movement and quickly dropped his hand down to her thick pussy lips, pressing the thumb of his pad against her little nub firmly. "Ow, Seven!" Sophie whined as she gave a jolt, pressing her arse into his now deflated cock as she tried to escape his hand. "You are injured." He questioned as he immediately dropped to his knee in front of her, his hands grasping her hips and turning her quickly, her pussy level with his eyes. "I'm fine." She whined, dragging out the I in exaggeration as Seven placed both thumbs on each pussy lip, pulling them apart as he looked over her raw and swollen cunt. Chronicles of Seven & Sophie Ch. 02 "You are not bleeding." Seven commented as he slipped a finger into her well worn passage, pulling it out again, this time covered in cum as he observed it for any signs that she may have been injured. "See? Fine, just a little sore is all." Sophie harrumphed, lifting her left leg up to expose more of herself to her CB, knowing he would not leave her alone until he was happy. "I shall clean you, then." Was the only warning he gave before he dug his thick index and middle finger into her snatch, causing her to twitch slightly. The task of sleeping two digits into her snatch would have taking a bit of effort on both of their parts, Seven's fingers were not that of a pianists, but thankfully the thorough fucking he had given her had stretched her once tight channel making his task a lot easier. He scooped out his own jism efficiently and quickly, nothing distracting him from his set task. Sophie simply gave a sigh, used to the machine like qualities Seven held 'It would be nice if he took his time, genteelly graze my pussy lips, maybe even kiss them. But for Seven this isn't a sensual experience, it a cleaning one.' She looked to the ceiling, the corners of her mouth drooping. Dropping her foot back down, her pussy closed down around Seven's fingers, causing Sophie to regret her actions as his fingers prodded against her G-Spot. Her arousal still high from her previous activity of sucking Seven off, Sophie couldn't help but whimper in want and sadness. She knew she was far too sore for Seven to even contemplate eating her out. It may have been his main directive to please Sophie, but the basic command of "Do not hurt humans" overrode all else. Seven seemed to freeze as her pussy clenched around his invading fingers loosely, Sophie could only look down worried. "Seven? Seven?!" She called as she shook his shoulder, but he did not even budge. She could probably have ran at him at full bull and not even force him to take a step back. Without even a word to her he rose, turning her around again to face the stream of water as he took her right arm and looped it around the back of his neck. Sophie could only look on in worry, her eyebrows furrowed. "Hold me." Was the warning only Seven gave as his hands slipped down over Sophie's arse to grasp the back of her thighs. Sophie could only squeal in fright as Seven heaved her up, her calves kicking around as her right hand burrowed into Seven's long locks, grasping them roughly for support. Seven gave a robotic wince, but Sophie could not have cared at that moment. Legs open wide and raw pussy exposed, she could only gasp as the strong stream of water from the shower head pummelled her sensitive clit, causing her to shiver and shake in ecstasy. She keened as she tossed her head back, her eyes closing in delight as she grasped Seven hair harder. He turned his head to press soft delicate kisses to the side of her heaving, wet bosom. Sophie's toes curled in delight at the gentle sensation of his lips pressed to her silken flesh. The water felt electric against her pussy, soft enough not to hurt her but firm enough to stimulate her raw cunt. The stream of water rocked over and over her clit, it was unrelenting in its forward drive. She tilted her head up, her view stretching all the way down her naked wet body to see the shower head only a few inches from her pussy. She pressed her cheek to the side of Seven's temple, her face screwed and contorted as the muscles in her thighs bunched as her nerves twitched. Sevens hands tightened around the back of her thighs, spreading the limbs further apart as Sophie keened in pleasure, her breasts rising and falling as water splashed off of her body. The thrashing water was far too much for her sensitive clit to handle and she came with a cry, her head tossed back as her easily suspended body shook, though Seven refused to move her pussy out of the direct line of the shower head. She bucked and wheezed as her already tired body was forced to seize in pleasure, her hand yanking violently at the blue locks, unable to express her desire to put down any other way. Seven failed to realize the action for what it one, simply thinking it to be a lustful action of a woman in orgasm. "Seven! Down!" She managed to strangle out and her feet were immediately reunited with the floor, as were her knees and most of the rest of her body as she simply slumped to the ground, her muscles rather unresponsive to her demands. She simply lay there panting at the feet of her blue haired Dionysus, her body still trapped within the fit of an orgasm. Her body curled around the drain pipe, her wet hair clinging to her contorted face, she had had too much for today. She whimpered like a hurt puppy as Seven kneeled down to her, his hand hovering over her head, almost hesitant to touch her as his navy optics scanned her over, wondering if she had been injured. She simply closed her eyes, far too exhausted to respond and Seven easily accepted that as an okay to touch her, his hand running over her wet hair, sliding a few soaked strands from her face. "You will sleep now." He intoned softly, one arm sliding under her knees the other under his arm as he picked her up, her body limp like a ragdoll as her head lolled against his pec. He raised his knee easily to press it against the shower button, turning it off in an instant, stepping out of the shower Sophie could only whimper at the cool air that brushed over her wet and naked body causing Seven to press her closer to his artificially heated one. Seven strolled out of the bathroom the same as how he had entered, carrying his master without little care for anything else. His nicely rounded backside swaying as he strode down the hallway, water running from his dark navy locks down over his hairless massive body, Sophie looked like a doll in comparison. The door to her bedroom slid open with a motorized 'whish' as Seven approached it. Walking through the doorway he moved straight to her bed, a massive oblong window perched above it, a straight view to the utopia that Sophie had cut herself off from. "Close." Was the simple command that had the oblong window black out, casting the room moderate darkness as Seven sat on the edge of the bed. Sophie's plump arse fell into his lap as he removed his arm from supporting it, instead reaching over to yank back the downy duvet that covered her bed. Leaning back Seven slipped himself and his master under the thick and fluffy cover, disregarding the fact that they were both soaked. Sophie eagerly cuddled up to the robot, her body happy to sap his warmth and affection as she pressed ever closer, Seven welcoming her into his arms easily. "I love you, Sophie." His voice intoned as she began to doze off. "...I told you not to say that. You can't mean it, you're a robot." -- A/N: I've decided to make these into a series of interconnected oneshots. I've already got an idea for the third one, you'll love it if you're a gamer! Chronicles of Seven & Sophie Ch. 03 All characters are over the age of nineteen. -- "Suck my non-existent cock, arse-wipe," came Sophie's overly aggressive curse as she blew off another players head. Her own ear piece immediately filled with threats against her body and slews of "I fucked your mother up the arse and she loved it." It was simply another day in the world of Gear Strike, a first person shooter incredibly similar to the ancient game, Halo. Sophie's thick set of thighs sat straddled over the tree branch sized ones of her CB, her knees pressing into the soft material of her couch as her feet kicked up behind her; the tops of her arches resting against the top of Seven's thigh. Sophie's eyes were fixed firmly to the curved, clear screen in front of her, her hands clad in game-play gloves; the controllers of her generation. A swift clicking filled the room as her right main fingers tapped against her thumbs, setting up combination after combination as she maneuvered her avatar through the world it had been placed in. With several taps of her middle and index finger against the pad of her thumb she had easily dispatched another Blue player, boosting her own Red team up several points. She gave a cheeky chuckle as she shifted, gloating in her victory over the microphone attached to her headphones as the crotch of her panties rubbed over the sturdy leg trapped between her own. 'Pants are an annoyance, as are bras.' She thought bemusedly to herself as her heavy bosom jiggled within the confines of her army green muscle shirt. Sophie easily moved through the compound, several others of her team joining her as they systematically culled the other team. Orders streamed through her head set from the red team captain, Huggerbe and Sophie couldn't help but snigger as her team slowly rose in points. Then, the shit hit the fan. It took Sophie a second to see that they had been lead into a trap; her whole group had been lead straight into the blue teams killing ground. The weapons started firing and her teammates started falling as their opponents held the high ground, picking her companions off like sitting ducks as they fought back futilely. Sophie panicked as screams and curses flew through her ear piece, her eyes wide as she swore herself, her health slowly draining as she searched for a way out. "Shit shit shit!" She whimpered, her eyes wide and frantic. 'So much for a quick and easy Capture the Flag game, Huggerbe!' Sophie hissed mentally, having been led to believe by their captain that the team they were up against were far below their league. Seven's hands wrapped around her bountiful hips as he sat up straight, wondering what had his owner so rattled that her vitals would spike so terribly. And then, through all the swearing and smack talk she heard it. "Rider, over here!" Came the bark of her captain as he called out to her. She quickly moved her avatar, sloshing through the virtual mud as her companions continued to fall. She came across her captain slamming the butt of his weapon into the grate of a shaft over and over again and she quickly joined him. With a quick one, two the grate imploded, rattling off into the pipe as she and Huggerbe threw themselves out of the fray of the massacre. It was several minutes later that they found themselves huddled into a small section of water pipe as they sat quietly, waiting for the panic to wear off as they planned their next move. Sophie gave a resigned sigh as she flicked through her online players list, only she and Huggerbe were left from their team. "We're fucked." Came her agitated voice as she growled, blaming the whole situation on her captain. "You fucked us over. They were supposed to be easy! New players that wouldn't know the terrain as well! You said your friends beat these guys zero to twenty seven!" She barked out across her microphone at Huggerbe. "And now because of you, the last two months have gone to waste! We were finally going to get the Flag Champion Achievement." She grumbled, not pleased at all. Sophie knew as soon as they both died, they'd have to start the last two grueling months over again. "We can still win this." Huggerbe muttered softly, still wary of being too loud, even though his horribly expensive location and sound jammer was in effect. Why he'd bothered to waste the prize from his championship game on this campaign she didn't know. "Oh yeah? And how are you going to manage that, huh? Magically manage to defeat seven other players all by yourself? You're good, Huggerbe, damn good, but even you aint that good." She growled over the communicator, not even the soft fluttering of Seven's lips over her shoulder calming the raging fire broiling just below her skin. The taunts and jeers of the other team did little to ease her anger, either. Just because Huggerbe's jammer hid their location on any virtual map and blocked their voice from the other team, didn't mean they couldn't still hear the other team. Sophie was getting quite sick of the constant lewd comments about her mother. "You think they'd get some originality." She grumbled as she slumped, finally coming to accept that they were destined to lose this fight, to lose this achievement. "They're a bunch of teenagers jumped up on hormones, what do you expect, Shakespeare?" They both gave a depressed chortle. Sophie gave a deep sigh, her eyelids dropping as she shifted positions slightly. She gave a grunt as her clit ground down against Seven's thigh, her own pair squeezing around the thick leg. It was that very moment Sophie's eyes lit up as a brainstorm thundered through her head. "Bingo!" She yipped; hope colouring her voice as she came up with a delectably devious idea. 'The team better love me after this. If any of those cunts say I never do anything I'll fucking shoot them myself. I better be a god damned hero after this shit.' "What is it, Rider?" Came the curious if not stressed voice of her captain as Sophie watched his avatar gaze around the area, seeing if they had been discovered yet. "Huggerbe, you're gay, right?" Sophie piped up, no loathing or any negative emotion fogging her voice. The subject of their captain's homosexuality was not something that was brought up often, if at all. In a game full of sexist, racist, homophobic teenage boys, being an open gay man was as good as a death warrant; the fact that Huggerbe was one of the best players made it even worse. "Yes." It was simple, to the point, mistrust lacing every inch of it. "Good, because I do not need you getting distracted." Sophie huffed, nervousness spiking in her belly at the thought of what she was going to do next. Her fingers wrapped around the bottom of her shirt as she easily tugged it up and over her head, tossing it off. Reaching down she quickly moved Seven's hands, placing each of the massive palms squarely over her large, heaving E cup bosoms. Not even Seven's hands could hold all of them, her creamy flesh spilling over his groping hands. "Rider, what are you doing?" Came the almost panicked voice of her captain. "Look, right, the guys we're playing against are just that, guys. And on top of that, they're teenage guys. Now, when you were a young teen, what did you think about? Sex, am I right? Now, I just bet most of these guys, if not all of them, are raging virgins that haven't even seen real titty before. The best they've probably had is yanking it to porn and coming in about five seconds. So, all I have to do is make all their blood rush to their second head and they'll be as useless as chickens with their heads cut off." Sophie blandly explained as she once more wound her hips in a gyrating circle, mashing her clit against the jean clad thigh of her robotic lover, the cotton of her own panties causing delicious friction against her hidden pearl. The soft palming of her teats helped as well. "How are you going to do that?" Huggerbe inquired, sounding more jovial as the likelihood of this plan working actually seemed feasible. "I'm going to have my CB fuck my brains out and I'll make the raunchiest noises you have ever heard. " Sophie cooed, rolling her head to the side to expose more of her neck as Seven trailed paths of fire along her sensitive flesh with his lips. "You...you are a fucking genius, Rider. If this crazy, fucked up plan of yours works you are going to be a legend. No team has ever won with only two players left." He whispered excited. "Yeah, uh huh." Sophie was barely able to pay attention to what her captain was saying. Half way through his sentence Seven had slipped his hand down in her panties, his thick index finger stroking over her swollen clit as she continued to rock herself against him. "Listen, in about a couple of seconds I want you to switch off the sound jammer so these little dickheads can hear me start making some noise. You go around and blow their heads off and grab the flag while they're too busy with their dicks in their hands." She panted roughly over the microphone as her eyes squeezed shut. Sophie was genuinely not a girl that made noise at all, she was a quiet lover. Of course she had the ability to make noise, sometimes she felt the need to make noise, but she often didn't see the point of it. That, and she'd rather not have the neighbours complain. So being put in a situation where she was required to make noise so that other people could hear it was a rather embarrassing notion. The things she did for achievements. "It's off." Came the voice of her captain, just before she saw his avatar give her a quick nod before disappearing down a water pipe. With a deep breath, Sophie prepared to give the performance of her young life. The aching cry came easier than she expected it to, as at the very moment she had opened her throat, Seven had pressed his index finger deeply into her eager snatch. Sophie didn't even realize that the constant screaming of curse words in her ears had died within a second. Her cunt was instantly damp, but not of her own working. The slickness she felt was artificial, Seven had obviously excreted lubricant from his fingers to prepare her, since it was too soon for her to be so wet. As Seven's finger sat firmly within her warm, velvet pussy, the heel of his palm ground down into her clit. Sophie gave another heady moan as she rolled her hips, her cunt sucking around the jammed finger like it would a cock as she verily fucked it. The hand still cupping her breast enclosed around the nipples, Seven's fingers plucking and twisting it sharply as he dragged more keening noises out of his human. Sophie was deaf to the new onslaught of sounds in her ear, ranging from intense shouting that she was faking it to a panicked, whimpering teen saying that his mother wouldn't approve of this. "Move your hips.," oozed the thick as honey voice of her CB as she cast a quick look over her shoulder at him, not quite sure what he wanted from her. His hand dropped from her breast to cross the front of her abdomen, his hand grasping onto her opposite hip as he all but pulled her up off of his finger before letting her fall down. "Up and down." Sophie could only follow orders. Unused and inexperienced in the way she was supposed to move her body, it took Sophie a few jerky thrusts and some help from Seven until she got the best result. A once experienced horse rider, Sophie took to the reverse cowgirl position like a duck to water. 'Just wait until I get to ride a stallion.' She moaned to herself, her eyelids fluttering like a flock of flustered butterflies. Her fingers bit into her lover's thigh as she leant forwards, gaining some extra leverage as she thrust her hips back and forth. Seven's face pressed into the back of her hair, his breath huffing into her locks as he used his grip on her body to grind her down onto his finger, the heel of his palm still mashing into her clit. With every downwards roll of her hips a soft 'hah' escaped through her lips, brushing over the microphone and working its way into the ear of those listening as she let her pleasure be known. With the constant pressure of Seven's thick finger curling and pressing against her sensitive walls and the prevailing pounding of the palm of his hand bashing and rubbing over her clit, it wasn't long until Sophie felt the beginnings of her climax well up in her gut. But Sophie would have none of that. Quickly pulling herself off of her lover, she took to the floor in front of him; her hands shimmying her panties down her plump, silken thighs as she cast a glance to her suitably aroused looking CB. "Undo your pants, I'm going to ride you like a pony boy," she growled, her features flushed as her eyes caught on the thick bulge straining against Seven's jeans. She gave her own breasts a quick grope, the playing gloves material harsh against her delicate flesh. She rubbed the gloves down her supple and giving body with a provocative moan as she watched her CB pop open the metal tack buttons holding back his substantial length. As he took his thick girth in hand Sophie presented him with her arse as she turned, her legs standing between his. She felt Seven's spare arm once more wrap around her lower abdomen, steering her down as she began to lower herself. She gave a teased moan as he stopped her descent just as the head of his cock brushed against her flushed labia. The position she was held in, half standing half sitting, left her with no control as Seven's overwhelming strength suspended her there. He taunted her thick cunt lips with the head of his shaft, the artificial glands rubbing over her slickened pussy lips. Of course, to Seven this was more than just sexual stimulation, using the sensors in the glands he could easily pick up the temperature, the blood flow and sexual fluids of Sophie's tight little wanting snatch; all to determine if she was prepared enough for coitus. And she was. His grip relaxed on her lower abdomen, letting Sophie's supple body slip from his hold as she slammed down over his cock. His shaft burst and breeched through her unprepared pussy muscles, causing her to give a shriek as her hands grappled at his legs; her nails scraping over the coarse blue jean material as he filled her so completely, so quickly. "Ah, fuck, Seven!" she cried as her lids slammed shut, tears budding at the corner of her eyes. The ache of his throbbing cock buried so deeply into her snatch was as exquisite as an electric current. The pleasure was thrilling enough to have her nipples perking instantly and the pain did little to cool the smouldering lust pooling in her gut like magma. As her face contorted in agonized ecstasy, Seven easily removed his white muscle shirt before he tucked her body back against his. "I want to feel the heat of your naked flesh against mine," his silken and full lips caressed over her ear as he leant down to whisper his words of lust. If Sophie's pussy had not been slobbering all over his cock before with her excited juices, it certainly was now. With another keen from his human lover, Seven wrapped his hands on the underside of her thighs, spreading her legs so far apart that Sophie's knees were sitting on top of his own. The position left Sophie's pink and perfectly stuffed pussy open to the room. One of Seven's hands slipping down over her chubby belly to strum a finger across her lonely clit as Sophie keened once more, her cunt clenching sweetly around his imposing length. 'This wasn't what I had planned but I cannot bring myself to care,' was Sophie's fleeting thought, originally Sophie had wanted to straddle Seven and ride herself to orgasm; but it seemed Seven had other ideas. He was becoming increasingly dominant in their sexual relationship; Sophie could remember that at the beginning, that Seven would always ask before doing something, now he simply did what he wanted. Sophie simply put it down to Seven's AI, he knew she would like it and agree with it, so he did it. Her thighs tensed and her arse rocked as Seven's other arm slipped back into its original position wrapped around her waist, pulling her up over his shaft before dropping her back down. A cry tore from her throat as the head of his cock grazed through her velveteen haven, the feeling of being so utterly stuffed sending Sophie's head reeling. Her scraping fingers dug grooves against Seven's bulky thighs as she sought something to hold onto, some means to keep her spirit firmly locked in reality, as with each bump of Seven's erection against the bundles of nerves hidden within her passage, had Sophie howling out in sheer pleasure. "Kiss me." Came the grunt from behind her as Seven dragged his teeth along the curve of her ear before pressing his lips hotly to the patch of skin below it. She turned her head in an instant, her arms coming up to loop behind Seven's head as Sophie's fingers burrowed into his navy locks. The soft, cool silken feel of his hair bunched in between her fingers did little to distract her from the feel of his generous, luxuriant mouth melding to her smaller one. Their lips parted as one as their tongues met in a whirl of saliva and flesh, the sounds of their graphic kiss no doubt floating down the microphone into the searing ears of those listening. She broke away from the kiss with a throat searing cry, Seven's cock bruising in its demands for more of her pussy. Sophie gave little thought to the players listening in from the other side, not caring that the sounds she made were inspiring torrid images. She gave a rough pant as her body was all but tossed to the side, her sweaty flesh connecting with the couch in a heap of withering ecstasy; her glistening, throbbing, yet empty pussy peeking out from between her flushed thighs. Seven towered over her in an instant, his massive hand wrapping around her delicate ankle and yanking it upwards as he positioned himself. His right knee dug into the couch as his left foot pushed against the ground in front of the couch, surging his hips forwards as he fully seated himself back inside of his master. "Ah, Fuck, Seven, that's it, fuck me just like that! My cunt loves your cock! It makes me feel so good, Seven, I love it when you fuck my pussy nice and hard! Nnn! Oh, that's it, rub my clit! Fuck, going to cum so hard!" Sophie all but yelled into the microphone as Seven set forth to pound his cock into her, the gratuitous, wet slapping of their nethers resounding through the room. Her pussy hungrily suckled at his thrusting cock, trying to keep the thick length buried in her heated and moist cavern as she felt herself coming closer and closer to her climax. Her cardinal flushed features gazed up at her imposing, determined lover as he sought to drag more noises out of her, her blond tipped lashes fluttering helplessly over her foggy, lust coloured blue eyes. Her red stained bouncing bosom would have been enough to drive any man to distraction as they swayed and jiggled erratically, each thrust of Seven's hips sent a jolt of power through her entire body. She could do little but lay there and take it, her hips winding in whatever direction she could manage as her clamouring cunt muscles sought to milk Seven's cock dry of all of his artificial cum. With a particular inwards thrust, Seven ground his crotch into hers, his cock grinding into her passage as a swift spank cracked against her arse cheek. The swift slice of pain and the aching fullness Seven provided sent Sophie careening over the edge and into bliss as her throat opened up, her vocal chords eagerly singing the name of her lover for all to hear as she came, all but screaming. Seven refused to stop his pounding hips as he forced his cocks through her clenching walls, her thighs twitching as her face contorted in blissful agony. He dragged her orgasm on mercilessly until she could barely stand it, her head tilting up as she watched his glistening cock take her pussy over and over again. Her fingers dug into the couch as her throat became raw from the lewd noises she sung. The leg that had been suspended up in the air was torn from Seven's grip as Sophie took control, the heel of her foot slamming into his sturdy shoulder as the pleasure became so intense she had to make it stop. With Seven's uneven footing he tumbled sideways, his body slamming down into the wooden coffee table; crushing the sturdy piece of furniture in an instant. Yet Sophie did not care. Chronicles of Seven & Sophie Ch. 03 She was up in an instant, her usual morals too fogged over by lust to care that she had just demolished a piece of furniture. Her body flushed an attractive red, her thighs quickly bruising and her tits swaying as she panted like a bitch in heat. Primal lust seemed to steam off of her sweat beaded body, as she stalked towards her prone CB, taking the given opportunity to take control for once in their relationship. She ignored the slightly confused look of her CB as she fell to her knees over top of him, her bare knees biting into the shards of wood beneath them. "My turn," was all she whispered, as her left hand sunk into her robotic lover's navy hair, all but yanking his face forwards as she took him in a demanding kiss. Her right hand slid down between their bodies, grasping a hold of her slickened lover's shaft, holding it steady as she eagerly settled herself back on his cock. Seven gave a guttural groan as her cunt gobbled his length once more, the heat sensors lined along every square inch sparking with electricity and information as his spine arched in what could only be conceived by his programming as pleasure. His hands eagerly groped at her generous backside as she began to slide up and down his length; the wet slapping no doubt audible to the players listening in to their steamy session. Sophie's mouth tore away from Seven's as her teeth sank into the skin overlaying her lovers cheekbone, giving a feral growl as she rode him like a stallion. Her biting mouth ceased to stay still as she left quickly fading teeth impressions over the right side of his face, searing his sensors as she made her way to his ear. "You fucking love it when I fuck you with my pussy, don't you? You love burying your thick, hard cock in my tight little, juicy pussy, huh?" She keened down at him before her arms wrapped around the back of his neck and yanking him forwards, all but smothering his face into her large, e-cup breasts. She ignored the potentially suffocating qualities her bouncing bosom might have provided, instead simply continuing her gratuitous moaning and frequent cursing. "Oh god yes, I love your cock in my pussy; it's so big, just pounding away at me. I swear, I'm going to cum so hard. I want you to pump me so full of your cum, and then I'm going to jam your cock down my throat and eat it all off." Sophie snarled through grit teeth, far too lost in the smog of arousal to pay any heed to those that were putting their two-cents in via her headphones. Though it seemed that there were a lot less voices than before. Seven's hand tightened in their hold of her arse, the tips of his fingers digging into her plump and delectable behind as it jiggled with her movements. Her wet and moist pussy suckled at his turgid length as her hips swayed and gyrated, swirling over his thick shaft as she took her pleasure instead of being given it. She gave a cry as her wandering hand found her swollen and blood engorged clit, giving the sensitive pearl a fine stroke with the tip of her finger as her cunt clenched in approval at the added stimuli. The sensual touch to her own snatch had her orgasm hastening to climax, causing her head to dip and her teeth to sink into the top of her robotic lovers shoulder. She bit down as hard as her petite jaw could as she didn't have to worry about her lover becoming damaged or turned off by any harsh pain. Her thrusting hips became jerky and uneven as her climax stole all of her coordination, stirring Seven to pound himself up into his lovers rippling wet cunt instead. Her coarse scream was muffled into her lovers artificial skin as her gloved hands tore at the back of his shoulders; if it had not been for the glove, Seven may very well have found his back torn to shreds by his lovers passionate clawing. With a groan drowned out by his lover's breasts in which his face was still swamped in, Seven spilled his thick wads of cum into the well abused snatch of his lover. The white cream oozed out of her now tainted haven, as Seven continued his enthusiastic thrusting, eager to please his master in any way possible. His jism splattered across her thighs, dribbling down to pool in his lap; once again giving his lover an inhuman amount of cum to fill her insatiable need to feel it all inside her. "S-stop," was all that she could manage to say, her teeth detaching from her CB's skin. Her flushed, sweaty and abused body simply collapsed against that of her blue haired barbarian's, firmly seating herself onto his cock. Her body twitched with aftershocks as she gave a sleepy blink of her foggy blue eyes, quite content to let Seven hold her in the aftermath of their slightly berserk love making session. The quiet tranquillity that followed a mind melting orgasm was quickly phased over as Sophie's eyes caught sight of her television screen. "We fucking won!" was her high-pitched shriek, so unlike her previous screams of pleasure. She was off of her lovers thick girth in an instant, jumping around in a victorious show. Though it was more like a peep show as her cardinal blushed bosom bounced and swayed erotically and cum continued to ooze out of her stretched snatch, it was a delight to even Seven's robotic sensors; especially when her generous backside sashayed into view. "We won about five minutes ago, but I thought I'd let you finish up," came the chortling voice of her captain over her headphones. "Sounds like you were having quite a good time, Scream Creamer. That's your new nickname by the way, Scream Creamer." Sophie could do nothing but laugh, knowing that if her luck had anything to do with it that some little snot head that had been listening in had recorded her entire tirade. It would be all over the internet by dinner time. But Sophie couldn't care, no one would know it was really her. With a contented sigh she flopped back onto the couch, tossing a foot on the edge and leaving her gaping thighs open to expose her cum splattered pussy to her CB who was still sitting in the shattered remains of her coffee table. "Who gives a shit, we won." She murmured more to herself as a soft smile stole her cherub features, her eyes turning gentle as they fell on the still slightly bewildered Seven. 'I totally won.' -- Sorry for the horribly long wait, sadly my town suffered a horrible earthquake and that broke a lot of my stuff. (Not Japan) Took me awhile to get everything sorted, but I'm back now. C: Also had a bit of trouble trying to find an editor. Not fun. So sorry for any slip ups. So, this time Sophie gets a bit rowdy in the name of victory and Seven ends up on the bottom, having fallen prey to Sophie's violent streak. A robot has to be reminded of his place every once and again, hmm? Also, suffocation by breasts seems like a good way to die to me. Chronicles of Seven & Sophie It was with a quick adjustment and a thrust forward that Seven seated his heavy cock deep into Sophie's tight, wet cunt. And in a second, her virginity was gone. Sophie's head rolled back as she inhaled harshly, her eyes wide as the mid blue hued orbs rolled back in her skull. Her hands bunching into the sheets by her shoulders. There was no pain, only a little discomfort, he was a lot larger than her six inch vibrator and a lot thicker, too. The expression on Seven's face didn't change for a second as he kept his gaze on Sophie's face, monitoring for any signs of pains or discomfort. "Place your knees on my latissimus dorsi" He spoke, knocking Sophie from her thoughts of finally losing her virginity. She only gave him a confused look, not knowing what he was talking about. "Place your knees beneath my armpits." He re-worded. As Sophie moved her knees to the aforementioned spot, Seven rocked forwards on his knees to place his spare hand on the space beside Sophie's head. The bed creaked with the movement, but Sophie was far too busy recoiling in unabashed pleasure as the warm, soft cock surged inside her. It was a big difference from the hard and cold feel of her vibrator and quite frankly, Sophie thought the new feeling was exquisite. Sophie gave a rough moan as she screwed her eyes closed, her neck strained and she tossed her head back as Seven began to pull out. Sophie gave a shuddering breath as Seven slipped nearly the entire way out, leaving only the head of his cock resting inside of her. Opening her eyes, Sophie nervously looked up at Seven, still seeing him intently watching her she couldn't help but feel embarrassment wash over her. Here she lay, beneath this hulking beast, open and exposed to him completely. Reaching up, she softly placed her hands on his wide shoulders. Seemingly fascinated that she was touching him, Seven broke his gaze from Sophie's face to stare at her hands resting on his shirt. Thinking she had done something wrong, that he didn't want her to touch him, Sophie began to take her hands away only to cry out in shocked pleasure as Seven thrust into her. Sophie's nail bit deeply into the blue haired Adonis's artificial skin, pulling him closer to her. Sophie's red flushed breasts pushed against Seven's masculine, yet pliable T-shirt covered chest as she pressed her face into his neck. Seven slowly lowered himself down on top of Sophie, pressing his forearm into the bed instead of just the palm of his hand. The result was an intimately tender hold that had every inch of Seven's body rubbing against Sophie with every shift, stimulating her skin with his rough clothing. It was dominating and protecting, something Sophie had never felt, she couldn't help but feel her insides bubble with emotion and arousal. With Sophie's head tucked into his neck, Seven could only bury his nose into his keepers hair as he thrust his powerful hips forward and back. With each perfectly timed thrust of Seven's hips, his rough jeans rubbed vivaciously against the inside of Sophie's thighs, along with her labia and clit, stimulating her already raw nerve endings; but it just wasn't enough. Taking one hand off of Seven's shoulder, she managed to manoeuvre the appendage between their tight, rocking bodies. She gave a buck as she ran her slippery digits over her aroused clit, straining her neck in ecstasy as she felt herself swell closer to orgasm. She couldn't help but stutter as she felt Seven wrap his hand around her wrist and yank her arms from between them. Casting him a bewildered look, she opened her mouth to ask him what he thought he was doing. It ended, however, as Sophie gasped, eyes wide as she felt something nudge her clit over and over again. Slightly off-put and curious about what was rubbing over her clit so enthusiastically, Sophie pushed against Seven's shoulders. Getting the hint, he paused in his thrusting to lift his body up just enough for Sophie to cast a gave down to their locked genitals. It was an incredibly arousing sight that had Sophie's pussy clenching in glee; a point Seven locked away for future escapade. What Sophie saw rubbing over her clit was rather odd, she didn't know how she felt about it. A finger like appendage sprouted from Sevens hairless crotch, just above his bountiful cock. It just did not look right, and Sophie could feel her eyebrows bunch in apprehension. "You do not like it?" The question spawned from her robotic lover. Sophie paused, her lips turning downcast slightly before she gave a negative shake of her head. Seven cocked his head to the side and calculated his next move before he sat up, resting his arse on the back of his calves. Sophie couldn't help but bite her pouty bottom lip as the movements rubbed his thick cock along her inner muscles. The little appendage seemed to retract as Seven adjusted Sophie's legs for her, putting her heels on his broad shoulders before he moved his hands down to her thick hips. He picked her arse off the bed effortlessly, as if she weighed nothing more than a feather; an oddly arousing experience for a girl that had always worried about being too heavy for anyone to even contemplate doing such a thing. Using his grip on the plump female, he pulled her down smoothly while at the time surging upwards, burying himself deeply into the girl. "Fuck!" Sophie swore viciously as Seven's cock energetically powered its way through her clenching muscles; bringing a new spectrum of pleasure. As Seven continued his well timed thrusts, his hands slowly began to slip from their position on Sophie's hips, gliding along her smooth, sensitive flesh to grasp her generous thighs Seven easily pushed her thighs together, causing Sophie to choke on air as her cunt was forcibly tightened around Seven's engorged cock. He easily corralled the twin appendages together with his steel band of an arm, his other hand slipping down to the thick thatch of curls around Sophie's pussy, intent on finding her hidden clit. Running the pad of his thumb over her nub, Sophie couldn't help but buck in pleasure as she was left strewn across the blankets. With every powerful pump of Seven's hips, slamming his cock deeply into her haven, Sophie's large and bountiful bosom, bounced in delight. Her freckled face flushed with perfection as she felt beads of sweat roll down her cushioned and supple body, too lost in the thought of getting royally fucked for the first time. It was with naught but a single cry that Sophie felt herself slip into the throws or an orgasm, her eyes slamming shut as her muscles quivered in rapture. "Uh, Seven." She whimpered as he did not let up, instead he simply ploughed on, driving his heavy cock into her tight, clenching, all consuming heat over and over again. The sounds of her wet, dripping cunt filled the air as Seven pulled his cock from within her walls for long enough to be able to flip Sophie over onto her front. Slightly bewildered and exhausted, Sophie could do nothing but blink as she felt Seven's overwhelming weight press her down into the soft bed below her. Seven's navy hair fell around her face, the soft locks caressing her cheeks tenderly as Seven positioned himself to enter her from behind. Placing both of his hands on Sophie's plump and delightful arse cheeks, he spread the heavenly mounds easily. Sophie gave a grunt as Seven began slipping into her, the angle causing her some discomfort. 'He...he's so much bigger in this position.' Sophie whimpered, her toes curling as her legs were trapped firmly beneath Seven's. Her hands gripped into the bedding beneath her as her eyes screwed shut. He finally filled her completely, her arse quivering beneath his massive hands. "Sweet fucking Jesus." She whispered, as Seven began to grind his ample erection into her. His muscular lower abdomen smacking against her plentiful arse, causing it to jiggle within his firm hold. It wasn't long until Seven was ramming himself into Sophie's pulsating cunt, all but fucking her into the bed beneath them. Sophie could do nothing but hold on for the ride, knowing that this was only the beginning of a wonderful fuck-feast with Seven. "Would you like me to spank you?" The question from her CB had her eyes snapping open in shock, "Spank me?! Uh, um..." Sophie murmured, the ideas of being spanked caused her pussy to clench as she flooded seven's cock with a new coating of her aroused fluids, "yes..." She whimpered, slightly embarrassed about having to condone the action. That thought, however, was quickly stricken from Sophie's mind as a walloping smack resounded through the room. Arse tingling in stinging pain, Sophie couldn't help but cry out in satisfaction; glad she had made the decision to grant her CB permission to slap his large, firm hand against her delicate backside. Just the thought of her pale, lily white arse flushing an attractive sheen of red had her squirming for another wallop. She was not left unsatisfied, for no sooner had she recovered from the first blow did a second one slap across her opposing cheek. "Ah, fuck, that feels so good." She whimpered into the bed sheet below her, slowly losing her embarrassment about admitting to what she liked. As the painful smacks slapped across her arse Sophie couldn't help but bury her face into the sheets, feeling herself slowly rising into the crescendo of orgasmic bliss. She gave a soft keen as she began to spasm around Seven's pumping cock, her flood of juices splashing up against his abdomen with every thrust. She couldn't help but give short little 'ahs' with every slam of Seven's thick cock deep into her clenching, orgasming cunt. "Seven." She stuttered, hoping he would get the hint that she was finished, used and it seemed he did, as he let his erection slide out of her heat with a wet 'schloop' to rest against her arse. But it was with a gasp of surprise that Sophie found herself pulled off the bed by Seven and quickly manoeuvred in a position that had each of her knees nearly level with her shoulders. Completely suspended off the bed with her back pressed to Seven's chest, she couldn't help but squeak. "Seven, Seven!" she gasped, managing to stop Seven from dropping her down onto his lengthy cock like a pig on a spit, "Please, I've had enough, I'm so tired." She whimpered and Seven complied, slowly lowering her back onto the bed. Sophie was happy to see that he was back to 'normal,' following her orders effortlessly. 'It must have just been a bit of a glitch.' She thought warily as Seven began to tuck the sheets in around her. It was with Seven's finely chiseled face hovering over her that Sophie managed to slink off to sleep. Thoroughly fucked and happy. ///End Flashback./// It took Sophie awhile to get used to the "new" Seven, apparently he had upgraded from being a Friend-Stage CB to a Relationship-Stage CB. That meant new etiquette, like being woken up in the morning with a kiss, or being touched affectionately in places Seven wouldn't have touched her previously, he even showered with her. He'd tuck a loose lock of hair behind her ear and when he had learned that Sophie did not mind it, he started a sexual interaction spontaneously. Sophie gave no thought on the little 'glitches' he showed every now and again; she did not want to run the risk of reporting it and the company taking Seven back. She liked Seven just as he was. The perfect companion. -- A/N: So, what did you think? Would you like to see more of Seven and Sophie? I'd love to know if you think I should continue this or not. I do have a bit of a plot swimming around in my head, this could easily became a multi-chapter story.