An IT Guy's Work is Never Done
Ryan dragged his feet across the threshold of his apartment, tired from a long day of work at his IT job. Another exhausting day of plugging in people’s computers and teaching the difference between a mouse and email. As he shut the door behind him and flicked on the lights to his apartment, he heard the sound of shuffling from the main room ahead of him.
“Hello?”, he called out nervously. He hadn’t been expecting company, though he did have friends who had been known to drop in from time to time.
Not hearing a response, he carefully stepped forwards to look around the corner. His living room appeared to be empty. He stepped into it, looking around for what could be the source of the disturbance. Nothing in particular appeared out of place. His laptop was sitting on his desk, his bookshelf was standing against the wall, and the tall android female was standing against the far wall.
Wait.
“Augh!”, Ryan jumped back in shock, screaming out. “Who are you! What are you doing in my house?!”
The android figure, who Ryan was now able to see had a distinctly feminine figure, responded calmly, in a voice that was both monotone and buzzing with circuitry which powered it.
“We are not in a house. This abode would be considered an apartment.”
Ryan blinked a few times, processing the response from his unexpected visitor.
“Who are you. Why are you here.”, He answered flatly, brooking no further arguments from the robot.
The android took a step forward, seemingly unperturbed by the step back Ryan took in response, and answered again in the same calm voice, “I am an android designated as Sweetie Bot. I am in need of assistance.”
When the android stopped speaking, Ryan assumed she had nothing more to say. Still slightly confused, he realized he was going to need to ask more questions if he was gonna get more answers.
“Why come to me? What can I do to help?”
Sweetie Bot’s eyes seemed to glow with a slight greenish hue as she recognized the questions the man before her was asking. She replied promptly and robotically, as per usual.
“While working in the area, I sustained some damage which I am unable to fix on my own. After scanning the area, you were determined to be the most capable human nearby. For this reason I am requesting assistance in my repairs.”
Before Ryan had the chance to respond to her, she turned around in order to show him the damaged portion of her body in need of repair. She stopped halfway around, and leaned forwards, pushing her rear towards Ryan.
Ryan couldn’t help but blush lightly, finding that her svelte chassis piqued his interest in more ways than one. He gulped as he let his eyes slowly trailed down her back, finally resting on her shapely rear. His eyes widened as they finally came to rest on her pert, shapely rear. The two shining globes of metal seemed to push out further towards Ryan, snaring his attention effectively. The IT guru couldn’t help but allow his eyes one further transgression, as he checked to see just how up to date her specs really were.
Ryan gulped louder.
Seeing that the human behind her had yet to respond, or even move, Sweetie Bot once again piped up.
“As you can see, the damage I sustained is located at the junction of my vertical stabilization joints.”, she pointed between her legs, to the crease that formed at the apex of her legs. Bared before Ryan was her petite robot pussy, which pulsed with errant sparks of electricity. It seemed to practically glow in response to his attentions in the same way that her eyes had, and Ryan found himself drawn irresistibly towards the slightly smaller female unit in front of him.
Once again taking initiative, Sweetie Bot elaborated on her dilemma.
“It appears as though my core fuse has fluxed at an above average rate, shorting out some of my systems and burning out my auxiliary external systems interface. I require assistance in resetting my central auxiliary breaker, as well as expelling my backed up lubrication lines.”
Snapping out of his stupor momentarily, Ryan asked for clarification, “What do you mean by that? What do I need to do?”
In a surprising turn of events, this elicited a blush from the otherwise stoic android.
“I require you to massage the inside of my auxiliary access channel, to clear the lubrication fluids from my lines, and press the breaker switch at the end of the port.”
It was now Ryan’s turn to blush fiercely, as he recognized the implications of what the robot was asking of him. Desperate for a way out of this awkward situation, he queried, “Why couldn’t you do that yourself? Don’t you...have fingers?”, he trailed off weakly.
Again, the robot blushed in an amazingly humanizing display of emotions.
“I am unable to access that particular port of my own volition. Due to its nature as a sensory relay, the resulting sensory feedback would overload my processor if I were to attempt repairs on myself.”
Wincing slightly, the computer nerd realized he was going to have to get a little closer to this robot than he thought. He shuffled his feet, unsure of how to go about such a procedure. His fidgeting, however, was interrupted by yet another interjection from Sweetie Bot.
“Please, if there are no more questions I would greatly appreciate your immediate assistance. My current circuitry is stimulating my sensors in a way I find irritable.”, Sweetie Bot stated with a slightly greater note of urgency in her ever robotic voice. She appeared to be fidgeting as well, despite her entirely circuitry based body.
Sighing lightly to himself, Ryan stepped forward, and prepared to give the android the assistance she was craving, while simultaneously attempting to fight back the less noble urges he was beginning to feel. Stepping up to her, he hesitated before he made another move.
“You’ll...you’ll tell me if I’m doing something wrong, won’t you?”, Ryan asked.
“Yes! Now please hurry and begin the extractions!”, Sweetie Bot replied quickly, much louder than before.
Deciding that was enough dallying, Ryan waited no longer, and brought his hands down upon Sweetie Bot’s luscious globes on her rear. Although she was a machine, it felt as though her chassis was coated in a layer of synthetic flesh, as though she were attempting to imitate a real human’s flesh coating. He pressed his hands more firmly, grasping her ass with greater force and eliciting a slight moan from her. It appeared as though the sensory relay that was interfering with her systems was so sensitive that even the slightest touch was enough to elicit a forced reaction from her processor.
Ryan began to sink back into the IT mindset, and focused his attention back to the source of the problem. Sweetie Bot’s tempting port was practically staring him in the face, begging for attention. Ryan slid his hands lovingly along the android’s taut robot ass, ever closer to her lightly sparking port.
“It won’t hurt you.”, Sweetie Bot helpfully stated. “The sparks...they are harmless at that voltage. They are merely evidence of my excitement protocols misfiring.”
The programmer did not need any further prompting, as he brought his right hand over the soft feminine mound of Sweetie Bot’s auxiliary port. He admired the craftsmanship that must have gone into building her chassis, and the attention that had been spared to ensure that the port blended in seamlessly with the function of the rest of her body. He pressed his hand down slightly, feeling a small amount of give at the crease of her port. Pushing harder with one of his fingers led to him slipping his index finger inside of her warm, wet inner tunnel.
At the sudden intrusion of Ryan’s index finger into her tunnel, Sweetie Bot’s systems momentarily short circuited, overloading her mental processes with an overwhelming influx of data to her processor. She jerked her head up in response and gasped audibly, the small motors in her rear tightening her auxiliary access port slightly around the intruding digit. Lubrication that had built up in the tunnel began to ooze out of the newly opened slit in her chassis, drooling down Ryan’s finger.
Such a response from the girl in front of him left Ryan in a flustered state. Although he was dedicated to technology, and desired to help the robot that had sought his aid, he could not ignore the pressure he was feeling in his ever tightening pants. His member was swelling under the attentions he was giving to the lithe robot, and was beginning to cloud his mind with an unshakable lust. Though it was still something he could overcome, Ryan felt that tonight would definitely be spent in the company of his porn folder.
After inserting the first digit in the robot’s slick access port, Ryan was quick to insert a second, much to the apparent delight of the robot he was servicing. As he rubbed his fingers along the inside of her walls, he noticed that they were noticeably swollen, presumably with the lubrication Sweetie had mentioned earlier. He gently rubbed against the ribbed walls of her inner passage, each pass eliciting another moan from his attentive charge, while slightly decreasing the size of the ridges that held the ever important lubrication.
Feeling her circuits overloading to mostly unmanageable levels, Sweetie Bot had leaned forwards, placing her hands on the couch in front of her for support. She had been in accidents before, but none had affected her quite the same way this had. With her circuits buzzing like crazy, she was having trouble keeping her motor functions operating under tolerance, and she found herself completely dependent on the human now working on her.
Sweetie shuddered under the continued assault of Ryan’s dexterous fingers on her private port, shivering with each undulation of his fingers against yet another lube line. After being pent up for so long, her tunnel was nearly weeping with lubrication, allowing the human’s fingers unfettered access to her auxiliary access tunnel. She was fully dependent on him, and she couldn’t help but love it.
After a while of repeated motions, Ryan felt Sweetie Bot’s inner passage smooth out, having surrendered the majority of its lubricating fluids to his unrelenting assaults, and he felt his repair efforts begin to stagnate. He was reminded of the breaker switch at the end of her passage, and began to push harder into her tight rear. Although her soft ass had plenty of give to it, he found himself unable to reach the end of her tunnel. Additionally, with each push into her passage, he found himself reaching her physical limits, forcing her body forward with every thrust he made.
“Sorry, but I just can’t reach your breaker switch.”, Ryan hesitantly mentioned.
Sweetie Bot looked back at him with a flustered look on her face.
“You’ll need something other than your fingers to reach that far in me. Please be gentle, as the switch only requires a light touch to activate.”, Sweetie panted.
Ryan found himself blushing again, as he knew that while he had tools that were long enough, none were exactly ‘gentle’. Seeing the pleading look in the robot’s eyes, he unzipped his pants, letting them slip down to the floor. He then pulled down his boxers, allowing them to follow, gathering around his ankles. His unrestrained member sprang forth, swollen and ready to pierce the willing female in front of him. Sweetie met his eyes with a begging gaze, silently pleading with him to finish her repairs.
Ryan stepped closer to the robotic girl bent over in front of him, firmly clasping his hands around her wide hips. As he inched closer, his member prodded the entrance to her warm opening, eliciting another gasp from both of them. Sharing one last glance into each other’s eyes, Ryan pushed his throbbing member forward, spreading open Sweetie Bot’s vulnerable lower lips. Warmth enveloped his rod, as her internal processes spasmed, causing her walls to involuntarily clench around him, holding his member tightly as he pushed forwards towards her deepest entrance.
Ryan felt shivers go down his spine as his cock was enveloped by the soft warmth of Sweetie Bot’s entrance. Once he had fully entered her slick tunnel, he gave her a few moments to adjust, seeing that the thick member had once again caused her sensitive inner walls to lock up her systems. After a few moments, Sweetie had calmed down, giving Ryan a chance to continue. He pushed forwards, ushering his member deep into her body, thrusting towards the switch held secretly in her most inner depths. Not feeling the end of her tunnel, he pulled back before thrusting again slightly harder.
Each repetition of Ryan’s thrusting against Sweetie’s sweet hips caused the helpless robot to squeak out in response, betraying her feminine programming as her sensory inputs forced her processor to overload her normal programming. With each additional thrust, she felt her ram filling more and more with existing processes, fogging her CPU and causing her to become lost in the most recent of sensory inputs delivered through her system. After one particularly large thrust, Sweetie Bot let out a loud moan, which only served to encourage Ryan more.
Ryan found himself lost in a world of pleasure. Sweetie’s warm depths were caressing his member in ways he had never felt before, and he was quickly losing himself to the feelings that were filling his own mind. He thrust forward more and more, momentarily forgetting his own reason for being there, and simply attempting to fulfill his base desires with the female he had held tightly in front of him. As Sweetie began squirming in his grasp, desperately hoping for contact to be made with her breaker switch, Ryan finally reached his peak, thrusting deeper than he had yet, and clenching the smaller female tightly to his hips.
As his member pulsed to the beat of his orgasm, he shot forth thick wads of virile cum, which splattered against the back wall of Sweetie Bot’s auxiliary access port. The strong bursts of fluid pressing against her innermost barriers was enough to flip the breaker switch, triggering an internal reset of her software systems.
Sweetie bot felt all her systems go into a reboot, completely overloading her synthetic nerve endings, and washing her thought processes out with the white hot intensity that came from her external interactions with the human who held her in his grasp. She felt as though she were floating for a while, before coming back down to her normal system processes.
The two humanoids simultaneously rode out their orgasms together, holding tight to the presence of the other in their journey back down to earth. Ryan panted heavily to regain his strength, while Sweetie slowly went through her reboot sequence, finding herself refreshed and performing back at optimal levels.
The two separated. Ryan felt the cool chill of the room against his still wet dick, while Sweetie Bot felt the noticeable mass of semen still trapped within her ever supple depths. As they turned to face each other they met eyes as if for the first time, sharing a connection they had not before.
Sweetie Bot was the first to speak up.
“Thank you, Ryan. For everything you have done for me.”
Ryan stood there, marveling at the beautiful computer before him for moments before replying.
“Anytime. I was happy to help.”
As they shared a few smiles, Sweetie Bot moved to the door, glancing back just once to smile at Ryan. As she left, Ryan felt the lingering smile upon his face. This was one computer repair experience that he would never forget.
