Erotic Android Sex Droid is the Hottest Kind!

Erotic android sex.  If you enjoy scifi fantasy sex stories like I do, then this should be right up your alley! Lay back, grab a beer, or your cock, and plunge into this crazy world I invented.

As a chief droid in the Resuscitation and Revitalization division of human specimens, my spaceship held one of the largest inventories of cryogenically frozen human assets in the universe. The work my department did in particular was thrilling. My responsibilities were to visually assess the specimen’s viability, potential and toxicity levels.

Our android species ruled the universe.  Perhaps as a last instinctual trait, we had designed ourselves to carry the physical appearance of our primordial ancestors. Droids were assigned genders. Personally, I carried the appearance and traits of an attractive twenty six year old female droid two slim legs, voluptuous breasts, a small waist and long eyelashes that batted at specific time intervals.

Our robotic species didn’t pose traditional human emotions such as lust, nor were we ever supposed to feel the need to engage into erotic android sex.

 I always sort of knew I was different than the other droids on the ship. One day, while examining historical documents from the Milky Way Galaxy, I came across a folder labeled erotic literature.

It was the first time I caught myself straying from my programmed behavior. I read through stories of male and female organs.  Explosions of pleasure often accompanied by streams of hot, creamy substances.

Much to my bewilderment, I felt something odd occur between my robotic female sex organs. It felt like a pleasurable tingling of some sort, one which I couldn’t understand.

After this incident, I would often catch myself having certain urges to reproduce these abnormal tingling sensations. But these feelings were not directed towards my male counterparts. You see, my spaceship contained cryogenically frozen humans between the ages of eighteen and thirty-two. It was when working with healthy male specimens that I would start thinking about behavior unknown to me.  Such as engaging into erotic android sex.

One day, I entered my chamber and powered my hard drive on, searching for any new upgrades in my program. There were a couple, but I hesitated to follow through. Would this new software erase my new, very pleasurable erotic android sex urges? I shut down the notification and decided to focus on my work.

I had to examine seven human species today. My vitality software would decide which role they would play in our new hybrid species project. Resuscitable humans would belong to Group I. Humans that only possessed certain traits or organs for harvesting would belong to Group II.

The first two cases were easy. A male tech CEO, victim of a motorcycle accident, had no viable attributes other than a supreme IQ. My team would harvest its brain and any salvageable sperm. Then a female shell came through with no suitable eggs, which facilitated her classification. My team would need to discard her.

I yawned. It appeared this day would boring as ever. Perhaps I’d have to sneak back in my quarters, take out the “historical documents”, and fantasize about erotic android sex.

Then I spotted the next specimen.  A 30 year-old attractive male human. The human was most definitely athletic. His pectoral and bicep muscles were practically carved in marble. His hair was the color of hay. Suddenly, my eyelashes broke their programmed frequency and fluttered more rapidly.

The male specimen’s sex organ was of gigantic proportions, unlike any other I had encountered before. Behind his member were two testes, bigger than any I’d seen in all my years on the floor.

The tingling sensation between my android sex organs jolted. A warm feeling took over me. The rules were strict about this, I was to send any healthy human specimen to the lab for immediate observation. However I couldn’t help but want to keep him here, with me, and for me.

So I decided to go against protocol and pressed the switch that would begin the unfreezing process. Drops of water formed on the glass pod as I began to feel warmer and warmer.

The human opened his eyes, which were of an icy blue color. The glass pod glided open as he stared straight at me. Instinctively, I reached down to a vinyl flap that covered my vaginal portal and removed it. It was time for me to experience circuit, blowing erotic android sex.

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