Family Matters pt.6

Family Matters - Part 6 - Conclusion

Rachel arched her back, raising her chin and closing her eyes as I released my load inside of her. "Oohhh yesss!" She cried, then bit her lip and thrust her pelvis hard against mine, driving me in as far as I could reach. "Ohh soo unbelievably incredible . . .uhhnnnn . . .oohhhh my, so wonderful. . .I'm coming nowww. . .eeeeihhhh!" Rachel cried as her orgasm rushed through her body. She bucked harder and wiggled her pelvis furiously against mine as I pumped my shaft in and out of her delicious pussy.

"Ohh you feel so good Rachel. Don't you just love how it feels?" I asked, giving her another hard thrust.

Her hands clenched at the bed sheets beneath us. "Uhnnn . . yes, everything tingles, so alive with feeling. Ohh thank you, thank you!" Rachel panted as she calmed down from her climactic release.

I pulled my self out of her new synthetic pussy and fell down beside her on the bed, "I don't know what my hold up was. Why I was so hesitant." I told her. "You were . ."

"Robotic?" She finished for me, then giggled.

I quickly leaned up on my elbow and looked at her in disbelief, "What? Why'd you say that?" Her smile faded and her expression turned blank.

"I am a robot. Don't you enjoy robots Mark?" She said in a monotone voice. "Ha ha very funny," I said as I groped her right breast.

"Hey, easy with the goods!" Rachel yelled, then slapped my hands.

Our attention turned to the door as it opened, and in walked Traci, stark naked. "Traci, what's going on?" I asked, surprised by her entrance.

She said nothing till she arrived at the foot of the bed. As she walked towards us I admired the fluid grace at which she moved. She was designed as an athletic model. Not too muscular, yet still very sexy. No outward or visible markings to identify her as a machine. She appeared perfectly human.

"So. . . .malfunctions turn you on huh?"

"Traci!" Rachel warned.

I glanced quickly between the two girls. "What's wrong? Are you malfunctioning?" I asked.

"Ohhh yess!" Rachel cooed.

I was beginning to think I was seeing a conversation, but not being a part of one. Traci spun around and ever so slowly began to bend forward at the waist.

"Fuck me Mark . . .please reboot me . . I'm a robot Mark. . .error . . error." She began to say in a flat voice.

I bolted up off the bed, "Oh . . I see. . you got Larissa to climax did you?" I asked, realizing that Traci and Larissa had played together as well. Rachel stiffly rolled off the bed and walked around in front of Traci.

"Mark, we are androids, we are programmed for pleasure." She reached up with both hands and cradled the front of her face. There was a soft click from Rachel's head, then she carefully pulled her hands away holding her face.

"Oh damn! Rachel wait, what are you doing?!" I exclaimed.

Rachel took a step forward, directly in front of Traci. "We are robots, robots, robots. Perfect female android replica's. Built for pleasure, programmed to please. To reboot, to reboot, you must insert. . ." Her head tilted downward looking at my crotch. ". . . and fuck." They both said in unison.

"I'm mal' malfunctioning Mark. You, you, you must reboot, reboot me, me. I'm an android, I am a android." Traci said mechanically as I continued to stare at Rachel's faceless head.

With her face removed she took on a whole new appearance, a cross between a beauty and erotic art form. Her poly-metallic skull, her eyes, and most of her teeth were visible. Several strands of fiber optic cable wound around a few areas, but through what must be ventilation ports beneath her cheek bones I could see a dozen or so LED's blinking. Knowing what she was, she was a sight to see. To anyone else, and she'd appear very frightening. My gaze moved across her body, studying the differences between her and Traci's. Rachel was certainly beautiful and exotic, her body type was more slender than Traci, more womanly.

I could feel my erection returning as Traci continued her repetitive dialog.

"I am an android . .error . .robot . . reboot me Mark."

Rachel sat her face down on the bed, then began to fondle her breasts as I watched. Traci was now bent fully at the waist, ninety degrees, her legs spread, inviting me to 'reboot' her booty, doggy style. I stepped up behind her and grabbed her hips, and using my thumbs I spread her cheeks till I found her waiting pussy lips, then slid my hard member slowly in. After a few strokes I gave a hard thrust, Traci's head lurched up.

"Manual reboot commencing. . .Ohh yes . . .pump my pussy Mark!" She said returning to her normal voice.

Rachel continued to caress her breasts and run her hands across her body. I decided to have some fun with them, since they were having fun with me. "Robot Rachel, I want you to finger yourself. Masturbate in front of us until I or Traci reach orgasm, then you may climax as well."

She cocked her head to one side, "Command accepted, beginning self sexual gratification." Then she spread her legs and went to work on her pussy.

"Ohh . . uhhnnn . .You're so big. I love how you feel inside of me. Reboot me Mark. Fuck me! . . .Uhmmmm . . Fuck me like you fuck Larissa . . .Ooohhhh . . do you like my synthetic pussy? . . . Uhnnn yess . .no remaining errors."

Traci began to press back against me with each matching thrust from me. I could feel the tightness of her synthetic vagina around my stiff dick. A lot of hours had gone into her design. How she looked, her realism, the way she felt, how she felt during intercourse, and the way she moved.

Traci's tits bounced forward and backward as I maintained my rythim. Rachel was now furiously stroking her pussy with one hand and pulling at the nipple on her left breast with the other.

"Oh. I. am. nearing. sexual.climax.point." She exclaimed robotically.

Reaching around and under Traci I cupped her breasts while picking up speed. I too was nearing my end. These two had put on quite a show and had me very aroused. Giving her nipples a firm pinch, Traci's head did another bob up.

"Reboot complete . . Sexual stimulus at maximum. . .Ohhh oohhhhh yeessss faster, fuck me faster, Ieeeeehhhh . . .ooohhhh yesss." Traci began to cry out.

"Uhhhnnnnn here I come!" I said, as I lost my battle to hold back any longer.

Traci and I climaxed at the same time. Rachel upon realizing this, executed her programmed orgasm sequence. Both Rachel's and Traci's body's convulsed, as they squealed with delight at the same time.

Traci squeezed and clenched at my dick with her synthetic muscles. I reached up and wiped a bead of sweat from my forehead, then fell forward, resting on her smooth warm back.

"Hey! Do I look like a head rest to you?" She said sarcastically.

"Yes you do." I said bluntly.

"Humph." She replied, then took a quick step forward and duct away, causing me to stumble to the floor.

Rachel started laughing and so did Traci, who pointed a finger at me.

"There's your head rest."

I rolled over and stared at the ceiling, then at the two beautiful female androids above me. "Thank you ladies. I enjoyed that."

Rachel retrieved her face and sat down next to me, crossing her legs Indian style. "You're welcome! It was Traci's idea. Spawned from your own with Larissa of course."

I turned to look at her again, "Wow, you certainly haven't ceased to amaze me."

She nodded, "Do I look scary at all?"

Traci finally plopped down beside us both. "Nope. I think it was inventive taking your face off like that." She answered, then turned to me. "I'm not designed to remove my face like that, or maybe we would have both done it." Traci added.

I took a deep breath, then place a hand on each of their knees. "Yes, that got my blood rushing again. Thanks again ladies, you're both truly amazing."

Rachel held her face back up and re-attached it. It took a few seconds, but afterwords there was no visible seem. "We thank you. Traci and I are indebted to you for your kindness and . . . your humanity. For giving us what we needed to be compete." She said, reaching for my hand and taking it in hers. Traci in turn did likewise.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and sighed. "Well, we'd better get cleaned up. I believe Larissa has invited some of your friends back over tonight as a 'welcome back from Europe' party."

Rachel nearly toppled backward with my news. "What! Larissa planned a party for us?"

"Who did she invite?" Traci chimed in.

I laughed, "Girls, it's nothing big. Just us, Matt, Eric and Kristen, around the campfire out on the patio again." I told them both. "Soo . .guess we'd all better clean up. They'll be here in a short while."

Traci leaned in towards me, placing both her hands to the inside of my thighs. "Kristen too? I thought Rachel had de-activated her prior to her refit. Leaving her at the apartment." She asked.

"Wait Traci, I had Mark and Larissa re-activate her to help keep our back story going, that she was wasn't going for as long as we were." Rachel explained.

"Oh, that makes sense. Well then, I'd better head off to shower." Traci said as she stood up. "Want to join me Rachel?" She asked giving Rachel a wink.

"Maybe in a moment. Let me grab my clothes." She answered.

Traci spun around and headed for the door. "Suite yourself. G'bye Mark, thanks again."

We both watched as Traci left the room, then Rachel slowly gathered up her clothing, eyeing me as she did so.

"I'll need time to get used to the fact that she is self aware now." I paused, then looked at Rachel again. "Something the matter?" I asked.

Rachel slipped on her panty one leg at a time, not looking at me, then picked up her bra and finally turned to face me. "Uhmm . . . more curious than anything I guess." She stated as she put the gray lace bra on. "About what I said earlier. About your feelings for me. About . . . love."

I had sensed that she had a concern from a few moments after we had finished having sex. By the way she looked at me and her general body language. Rachel wasn't just a machine, every day I noticed something that added a human quality to her. I too had given some thought to what she had said earlier, but also thought maybe it was just to help me get motivated.

"Are you asking if I truly love you Rachel?"

"Yes. I know it sounds silly. Maybe I'm just young and naive with a crush. Or . . .maybe I'm programmed to need someone to love me." She said sitting back down on the bed, staring at me.

I had put my pants back on and came over and sat next to her. "I'll admit there is something there Rachel. You and I have a connection, it's something I'm not sure myself of what it is. But . ."

"But what?!" She interjected.

I reached for her hand and held it. Feeling the artificial tendons beneath her skin, her warmth. "But . . as I said earlier after you arrived with Traci. You're welcome to stay as long as you'd like. Days, weeks, doesn't matter . . let's take 'our' relationship on a day to day basis." I paused to swallow the building lump in my throat. "Maybe. . .just maybe, I've worked with androids for so long that I've forgotten what love is, and maybe you've been given that gift of sentience to help me find it again. Now doesn't that sound silly?"

Rachel leaned over and gave me a hug. "Fair enough. One day at a time then." She gave me a final squeeze then tucked her remaining clothes under her arm. "I'd better hurry before Traci uses all the hot water."

"Temperature shouldn't matter to you." I said.

She turned at the doorway. "It doesn't. Traci's trying to get the room all steamy for me."

"You two use that link between you quite a bit don't you?"

Rachel nodded, "It does come in handy, kinda like mind reading I guess." Then she exited the room, leaving me to myself.

Having showered off and taken care of Larissa. Traci and Rachel left together to pick up Kristen and get some food for tonight, leaving me to myself once again.

Larissa was busy straightening the house and getting the patio ready. I had gone to the game closet and chose a couple of games for later, and that's when the thought occurred to me that these androids, these women, are my family and that I did care for them. That I did love them, not just for the sex though. . .that was a definite plus that never got old. But because I anticipated seeing them everyday, talking with them everyday, I enjoyed being with them everyday. I had a family, they were not just 'work', they were my family, and family mattered.

I decided then to enjoy each day with what I had, take whatever may come. Love Rachel, love Larissa, love them all because they were perfect, and because they loved me.

--The End--

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