The following chapter contains explicit sexual material and has been rated MATURE, R, NC-17, whatever the fuck you want to call it by ME. Depictions include, overly long robot tongues, Angel Blowjobs, Robot Carpet Munching, and overall SEX in general.

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Also keep in mind I may be forced to change the rating of this story to mature later so.... yeah.

As I write this I find myself really missing the days where I wrote graphic violence.

Jett was thrown to the bed. Spitfire resumed stripping as she gave him a sultry look and swayed her hips over his lap.

“Come on Jett, take a girl for a ride,” she grinned as she undid the clips to her bra and slipped it off her chest, exposing her lovely round, perky, C-cup breasts. She laughed as she saw his eyes go wide and a warm blush run across his face as she tossed the article away. Her round orbs bounced lightly as she hopped up onto the bed

“So…” Spitfire said placing a finger on his chest and pushing him down to the mattress with it, “You said I would have the honor of being your first?”

Jett gulped, “Uh, um, well, uh, yeah you would. You would be my first.”

She placed a hand over her now very exposed chest, “Well I certainly don’t want to disappoint.”

She leaned down, using her wings to create a tent as she encased him a world of orange feathers as she kissed him. Her tongue probed the entrance to his mouth first and he gladly granted her access. She moaned as she was once again exposed to his sweet taste as their tongues swirled around each other in an age old dance of passionate affection.

Finally Jett had to push her away to get a word in. He was tempted to go back to kissing her as he felt her hot breath run across his synthetic skin but he pushed that back for the moment.

“I think you should let me do this my way,” he grinned up at her.

“Why?” she asked sitting up on her knees giving him a cute, child-like look.

Jett sat up as well, “Let me answer your question with another. What do you know about electricity?”

“Electricity? Well you can power all sorts of devices with it, you can create it with magnetic fields, the human body is essentially one big electrical grid to put it… mildly,” she grinned as she finished her sentence, “Alright, I’m listening. What do you have in mind lover boy?”

Jett raised his hands and tapped his fingers together. A small crackle was heard as electricity arced between his fingers, “We’ll start with your wings and work our way down. Just let me do the work here. I PROMISE you’ll enjoy this.”

She licked her lips, “Alright.”

After setting herself down on her stomach and propping herself up on her elbows as she glanced back at him. She spread her wings out so they covered most of the bed. Jett sat down next to her and cracked his knuckles.

“So what did you say you were gonna- oooh!” Spitfire moaned as she felt his finger run across the edge of her right ring. It was a light touch at first but soon she felt his fingers begin to massage her humerus. She moaned as he massaged the muscles, kneading out all the knots and cramps from the day while simultaneously increasing her arousal.

“Oh, that feels nice,” she sighed contently closing her eyes and resting her head on her arms, “Mmmm, right there, aw yeah.”

She was putty in his hands. The Wonderbolt Captain could feel herself beginning to melt away at his touch as his magical fingers moved to her other wing. She never let anyone touch her wings before. Even for her other teammates her wings were no-go areas. Oh but for him, as far as she was concerned he had an all access pass to any part of her body! She felt his hands begin to move to the underside of her wing. It felt strangely intimate in a good way.

The undersides of her wings and anyone else that had them were a very vulnerable spot on the body. Similar to the side of the ribs they were filled with highly sensitive nerve endings that when stimulated just the right way…

“Ooooh!” she yelped as she sat up. A light electric charge ran through her curvaceous body. She rotated her head around.

Jett grinned, his sapphire eyes held nothing back; no deception, no judgment, only trust and understanding.

“You feel that?” he smiled at her as he ran his hands down the side of her shapely torso just below where her wings joined the rest of her magnificent body.

“Yeah…” she breathed, “What was that?”

“That, my dear, was an electric shock. If you would like I can stop.”

“No! No! Celestia no. Keep going.”

“Alright then.”

He moved to massage her back where a highly sensitive group of nerves used to sense changing air pressures was clustered. He placed his thumbs right between her wings and began to massage her back in circular patterns while lightly groping her wings with his remaining digits.

A warm heat ran through Spitfire’s body. Her face began to warm up as a hot blush ran across her face as pleasant sensations ran all up and down her back. Wherever he touched, he left warm trails along her back as he continued his caresses. She started panting and threw her head back.

“Nnnngh, huh, ooooh don’t stop doing that…” she panted, “Oh fuck that feels so good!”

She felt him chuckle behind her, “Really? Well how about this?”

Suddenly the pleasant sensations erupted into a full on firestorm of euphoria. The once small spots where his thumbs had been were now replaced by large patches where his hands rested as they sent jolts of electricity through her body. What was once a silky smooth, relaxing massage was now buzzing cloud of electrical pleasure all centered on her wings and back.

“Ooooooohhhhhh yeeeeesssssss!” the angel moaned as the fire in her belly increased in intensity. Her tongue lolled lazily out of her mouth as she began drooling all over the bed. Her toes curled, her hands tightly gripped the blanket, and her wings spread out as waves of electrical delight flowed through her body, all up and down her spine.

Oh how this felt! The feeling was almost indescribable! It was an amazing, hot, buzzing, tingling sensation all spreading out from her back, like ASMR magnified a thousand times. She couldn’t move even if she wanted to. This in itself was sooo worth any wait. Soon she felt like she was being held on the edge of orgasm, staring down into it like she was standing atop a diving board getting ready to take the plunge. And the thing that made it even hotter was that the person making her feel all these amazing sensations was right behind her with his magical hands positioned on one of her most sensitive and private areas.

Suddenly her back arched and she let out a delight filled moan. Spitfire's wings arched involuntarily forcing Jett to move to avoid being smacked by them. She gripped the blanket tighter as waves of pleasure coursed through her body. She threw her head back and let her tongue hang out the edge of her lips.

“Ooooohhhhh, fuck yeeeessssss,” she moaned as a surge of euphoria flooded her trembling body. Finally, after a few seconds, she relaxed as she realized Jett’s hands were no longer touching her. Spitfire rolled herself over and sat up on her knees. Her face still burned red as she tentatively touched her back and nearly collapsed as a wave of delight arced through her from her still sensitive wings.

Jett grinned crossing his arms, “Did you enjoy yourself?”

Spitfire started giggling uncontrollably. Jett looked over her shoulder at the two wet spots left on the mattress. Her eyes followed his gaze with a grin.

“Yeah…” she giggled, “I made a bit of a mess.”

Jett scoffed, “Please.”

“Oh really?” she challenged.

Jett held up his hands. Spitfire watched as little arcs of electricity ran up his fingers. She shuddered with delight at the sight of them. Jett turned and cocked his head. Spitfire could see the gears turning in his head as she stared into his eyes. The brilliant sapphire eyes…

Jett muttered under his breath, “I hope I did this correctly.”

He looked up at her, his sapphire eyes gazing into her soul.

“Take off your underwear," he stated simply.

She gasped, “My, my, aren’t we a bit forceful?”

He smiled, “Hey, I told you I would do something special for you…”

She saw him lick his lips but there was something off about the movement. He gave her an almost predatory gaze.

“You know… I don’t think I ate enough earlier.”

“What?”

“I like eating out. I was hoping to do it again real soon.”

Spitfire blushed.

“So… I’ll say it again. Take off your underwear, dear.”

She grinned, “Oh yes sir. I never knew you had such a dominant side to you.”

Spitfire sat up and began stripping off her remaining clothing. The Captain of the most illustrious flight team in the world happily removed her black panties and casually tossed them to the floor leaving her sitting stark naked on the bed with nothing but her wings for cover. She crossed her legs and gave him a sultry look. Jett suddenly felt his core temperature increase several degrees. He couldn’t stop his eyes from running up and down her divine body.

She really was divine. His gaze began at her feet as she wiggled her cute toes as his eyes moved up her well-toned legs. Her naval was nice and flat with a cute oval shaped belly button. A pair voluptuous breasts lightly rose and fell with her light breathing. Her rose-tipped nipples were bare like an open invitation. Her trim arms were positioned just behind her, supporting her weight. She flashed him a cocky grin as a hot blush burned across her winesome face.

“Well? Your move lover boy,” she licked her lips.

“Yes, it is,” the android smiled.

He walked over towards her and wrapped his arms around her before fiercely kissing her. She moaned and hungrily drank in the sweetness in his mouth as his fingers ran down her still sensitive wings. She barely noticed that she had been moved onto her back, having lost herself in the bliss of the moment, her stiff wings now making movement for her rather difficult. Jett grinned as he attempted to break away just as she lightly bit his lip. Spitfire let out a sad noise as he left her before opening her eyes.

“What’re you planning big guy?” she asked.

“Hmm, you’ll see,” he grinned licking his lips. Something about his tongue…

The android moved down her body, trailing his fingers along her delightfully sensitive body. He stopped at her breasts and grinned. Spitfire gasped as she felt his tongue run across one of her sweetly curved mounds. She moved her head so she could see what he was doing. He was licking in a spiral pattern up her breast heading towards her nipple, leaving a sparkling trail of his sweet saliva. She moaned as he got closer to his ever sensitive target. He was so tantalizingly close when he stopped. Spitfire made a squeak of displeasure.

She heard him chuckle as he cupped one of her breasts and moved over to the other. He circled her throbbing tip before it was slowly captured between his lips.

Spitfire gasped as he began his treatment, gently suckling at her rosy crest while he rolled the other through his fingers. Pleasure coursed through her naked flesh as she arched her back up in response, trying to get him to suck in more of her. She felt his fingers pinch down and send a mild electric shock through her. She jumped up in response. Jett switched his treatment and began sucking her right nipple while lightly shocking the other.

“Uhhhh, oh fuck yes,” The athlete sighed.

Suddenly he stopped. Spitfire groaned her disapproval.

“What’d you stop for?!” she asked, “I was enjoying that.”

“I know you were,” he grinned standing up, “However I’ve studied your physiology and I’ve come to the conclusion that you’ll like this a whole lot more if I do things my way. I can guarantee it.”

He moved to her still crossed legs and cracked his knuckles.

“Oh no,” Spitfire said, “You’re gonna have to work for this.”

Jett sighed and simply touched the tips of his fingers to her feet and watched as electricity did the work. Spitfire squeaked and moved her feet out of the way. Not enough to grant him a full view of her wetness but enough to entice him to continue.

He grinned and lightly kissed her foot before moving down her legs. His fingers trailed lightly along her skin as he kissed her thighs. Slowly she spread her legs, revealing herself to him. She bashfully looked away as her face heated up and burned crimson. He grinned and continued to tease her, driving up her arousal. She gasped as she saw his tongue extend out of his mouth and lick her inner thighs. Something was different though, his tongue was long. Longer than what would be considered normal He grinned at her.

Spitfire moaned. He moved in such a precise way as to maximize her arousal without ever touching her more sensitive areas. He was so exact in his movements, so neat. His acuity and attention to detail really came through here. Most, if not all the guys she’d been with had been 'one and done' kind of fellows. Never really wanting to have any real fun with it. Jett, however, was a whole different animal. He took the greatest pleasure in pleasing her, every little caress, every tiny pinch. Every action had a little bit of love behind it.

Suddenly she gasped as she felt him move onto her waiting pussy. She had long ago gotten her… lower areas taken care of leaving her clean and shaved for him.

His tongue trailed over her outer lips, mixing her fluids with his and adding to her wetness. She moaned lightly as she felt his magical hands spread her lips apart and his tongue slowly move up her slit, savoring her taste.

“Ooooohhh yesss…” she moaned. She felt him laugh, his breathing tickling her already sensitive spot.

He sat up, his eyes scanning her body. Spitfire was on her back giving him possibly the greatest pair of bedroom eyes ever attached to a living organism. Her chest heaved as she breathed, her skin lightly glistening in the moon light.

“You taste divine,” Jett grinned.

She blushed, “Do I really?”

“Oh yes. In fact, I would go as far to say that you’re the pinnacle of feminine perfection.”

She propped herself up on her elbows as he moved back to her soaking wet folds.

“Yeah? Well you’re not too bad looking yourself-ahh!”

She gasped as she felt him begin to lick her again. His fingers spread her folds apart, giving him better access to her more sensitive insides as his tongue continued to flick up and down her most private area.

“Oh fuck yes! Umm, yeah, f-fuck that feels s-soooo good,” she moaned, “Please d-don’t stop! For the love of the gods don’t ever s-stop!”

Suddenly she shuddered with pleasure and went rigid as his tongue flicked over her sensitive clitoris. She let out a primal moan of ecstasy as his tongue continued to flick over her sensitive nub. Her cries rose several decibels as his mouth clamped down around her upper lips and she felt his teeth lightly nibble her sensitive clit.

“Ooohh fuck me!” Spitfire moaned moving one of her hands to his head, motivating him to keep going.

His tongue was all over her. She soon stopped trying to form words and simply let out primal screams and moans as he continued. It felt so amazing! NEVER in her entire life did Spitfire ever have someone make her feel this good before. If his hands and tongue were capable of doing this to her… Well, she wouldn't have to wait for long.

Sex toys? Hell at this point Spitfire was almost ready to throw them all out! No device had ever done anything remotely feeling like this to her. The only reason she would remotely keep them is that Jett would probably figure out something fun to do with them and that temptation alone almost pushed her to the edge of paradise. She was done with masturbation. Never again would she ever even consider doing anything fun like this without Jett. She was addicted. And like a drug, he was the only way for her to get her fix. At this point, she would never go back to ordinary sex even if someone paid her to do it.

Suddenly the pleasant electrical tingling again ran through her nether regions as the android activated his electricity and parted her lower lips even further. She gasped loudly as she felt his now long tongue probe inside of her, slowly entering her wet cavity. Her legs wrapped around his head for dear life as her fingers gripped his hair. His tongue took on a mind of its own as it began exploring her pussy, poking and prodding and swirling and circling, getting every possible place within its range. Her sensitive walls tried clamping down on the invader but fell short of gripping anything firmly. His tongue was exploring places Spitfire had never even known a tongue could reach. Of course her lover was no ordinary lover but still, it felt nothing less than AMAZING. His tongue fell painfully short of tickling her G-spot.

“J-Jett, ahh! I’m gonna, uhh fuck! I’m-ahh holy fuck! G-g-gonna c-cum aaaahhh!” Her first orgasm of the night smashed right into her like a meteor. She lost all control of her body as she bucked her hips into his face and her legs tightened around his head. Her fingers gripped his head in a vice as she rode wave after wave of pleasure. Her orgasm continued like tsunami of ecstasy. Finally the intensity began to subside as her orgasm wound down to an afterglow.

She was covered in sweat, from head to toe, panting like she had run a marathon. She pried her legs off the android’s skull and loosened her grip of his hair. Jett sat up, his face covered in her juices. Still his face was plastered with a cocky grin that held so much confidence that when he licked his lips Spitfire felt her body shudder, her mind engraved with the memory of what just happened.

“Mmm,” he grinned licking his fingers, “Tasty.”

Spitfire’s blush deepened and she panted, “That… was... amazing!”

He cracked his neck, “Was it now?”

She slowly sat up, “Yeah, it was. I think... that was the most intense and longest orgasm of my entire life.”

She moved to crawl towards him but realized she couldn’t when her legs almost collapsed out from under her as an aftershock ran through her.

“Holy shit,” The athlete breathed, “I’m gonna be walking real funny after this.”

“That was just the foreplay.”

She lovingly ran her hands through her hair, “You’re literally the best lover in the fucking universe. And that is by no means an exaggeration.”

“Oh?” he grinned, “How so? Feed my vanity.”

“You haven’t even taken your pants off yet. I think that should say something,” she panted. Jett patiently waited for her to recover, lightly trailing his fingers over her body in a variety of patterns. Still, as her stamina returned, Spitfire couldn’t help but acknowledge that the android was right. This was only just the foreplay. She’d had her fun, now it was his turn.

She sat up, “So robot boy… You told me a while back that you were programmed and constructed to be as human as possible.”

He nodded, “Yeah.”

She leaned over and put a finger on his bare chest, “Just how human did they make you?”

“Uh,” he said as she slowly pushed him to the mattress, “I am fully functional if you know what I mean. Programmed in multiple techniques, programmed to adapt and be creative in bedroom related aspects…”

“Just how human are your responses?”

“Uh, well, um, I’m programmed to respond like… a normal male… just with a bunch of extra stuff built in.”

She gave a devilish grin and licked her lips, “Good.”

She slowly crept up his body, moving up his legs to his torso before trailing one of her perfect fingers across his face and kissing him. They both moaned with passion and lust as their tongues intertwined with each other in an almost perfectly choreographed dance.

Slowly she separated from him, a thin strand of saliva linking them together. Spitfire gave him a devious grin and licked her lips before descending on his pants. She quickly undid the button on his jeans and ripped them away from his body with a strength Jett didn’t even know she possessed.

“Whoa! Hold on a sec!” he cried out.

She ignored him and happily glanced at her prize. His hardening member was still hidden beneath his boxers but she got a pretty good idea of its size and grinned. His creators certainly hadn’t skimped out on anything when they built him.

“W-wait a minute here.”

The athlete licked her lips, “Sorry, no can do robot boy. You’ve had your fun, now it’s my turn. I can’t wait to gulp down your cum.”

She quickly tore away his boxers and tossed them away with the rest of their clothes and viewed her target. The android certainly had nothing to laugh at. With his preprogrammed knowledge and stamina as well as his instrument he would likely exceed all of Spitfire’s expectations by a long mile.

She grinned. He’d certainly kept himself well groomed, his control over his body being almost absolute. She gripped his rock hard shaft in her hand and licked her lips with a predatory grin. She was going to enjoy this just as much as he was.

“Spitfire I- oh holy fuck,” he gasped as she lightly trailed her tongue up his cock, lightly flicking it off the tip. Her hot, moist breath hung over his swollen tip like a cloud. A thin sparking line of her saliva had been painted up his shaft.

“Mmm,” she moaned squeezing his rod in her hand, “Did you program your entire body to taste sweet or is it just that way naturally?”

She descended again, wrapping her tongue around his cock, licking up and down like it were the sweetest lollipop ever created. She pulled away and began stroking up and down with her hand, increasing the android’s arousal. With her other hand she lightly played with his balls and heard him gasp.

“Oh fuck,” he groaned.

Spitfire grinned and lightly kissed the tip of his cock before slowly wrapping her lips around it, taking him inside her warm, welcoming mouth. She eased her way down his shaft at an agonizingly slow pace, her tongue licking and teasing him all the way down until he was encased inside her mouth and throat. The angelic girl let out a happy moan, sending vibrations through him, before slowly ascending again, letting her warm tongue trail along the underside of his cock. When her mouth popped off, his cock shimmered in the moon light with a mixture of Spitfire’s saliva and the android’s own precum. Spitfire lightly pawed it with her finger before wrapping her lips around it again with a devious grin.

Once she was at the tip, she began descending again, this time at an increased pace. Her tongue swirled around his head and shaft all the way down until she was close to swallowing him. Her hands played with his balls as she ascended.

Jett groaned. Spitfire’s eyes never left his as she continued to bob up and down, increasing her pace. Her orange irises stared into his as she bounced her head up and down. She gave him a happy wink that turned him on even more. He felt every swirl of her tongue and every flick across the tip of his shaft sent little waves of pleasure through him. Jett gasped when he felt her lightly squeeze his balls as she went down on him again.

Suddenly it occurred to him. He was probably the luckiest person on the planet-no in the universe right now. A fucking angel with arguable the most exotic and coolest hair known to exist, was sucking him off and enjoying it; The Captain of the Wonderbolts herself, the most desirable female in the world, was now privately performing for him. Her wings fluttered on her back and he felt his arousal increase some more. He laughed, remembering all the rumors back at school about him, as well as all the jocks bragging about their sex lives. Oh if they could see what was going on right now they’d probably die of jealousy. That thought made him laugh.

An audible pop got his attention as Spitfire removed her mouth from his member only begin sucking his balls while continuing to jack him off. Her other hand was trailing behind her toward her dripping wet cunt. She let out moan that sent small vibrations through his body as she began fingering herself, preparing for the main event. Her mouth wrapped around his cock again and she resumed bobbing her head up and down, never breaking eye contact with him. Her perfect breasts pressed up against him each time she came down.

Jett lovingly ran his fingers through her flame like hair. Her warm body pressing up against his had an intimate feel to it.

“Gah- Spitfire I’m gonna-”

She quickly increased her pace. Her tongue swirled around his shaft like an EF5 twister. Spitfire closed her eyes and moaned, senting small vibrations through his cock. Suddenly she felt him tense up and heard him let out a sharp gasp as his climax shot through his body like a lightning strike. She laughed, sending more pleasant tremors through his shaft. The android’s vision flicked in and out of focus as he fell into the most mind shattering orgasm imaginable. Meanwhile Spitfire’s tongue gave once last swirl before she pulled off.

“Ungh, yeehh,” he moaned.

Spitfire grinned and continued to jack him off and opened her mouth just as the first of a series of hot pulses ran through him. She happily lapped up each spurt from his gushing, glistening wet pole. Each kick increased her excitement as she gulped down the sweet white creamy liquid.

“Come on!” she gave a predatory grin, licking her lips, “Gimme some more.”

She wrapped her lips around his shaft one last time, sucking with a powerful THUCK as she pulled off him just as he unleashed one final burst, coating her face. Spitfire's eyes closed as she felt the hot fluid paint her face, and let out a happy sigh.

Jett fell back, panting.

“Holy… shit,” he groaned slowly pulling himself up to the sight of Spitfire wiping his synthetic seed off her face and licking her fingers clean. Finally she whipped her tongue around her lips, lapping up one last glob before giving him a sultry look and audibly swallowing.

“Mmm,” she smiled, “Man you taste AMAZING robot boy and I do not give out that compliment lightly.”

“Glad you approve,” he laughed with a pant.

She climbed up onto the bed and said in a tone that told him the topic was not up for debate, “I’m not joking, sugar daddy.”

Jett blushed, "I'm younger than you, ya know."

She glanced down at his still hard shaft and gave it a playful flick and gasped.

“Holy shit! You’re still hard as a fucking diamond!”

He propped himself up on his elbows, “Well, I am an android.”

She blinked, “Oh I am going to ride you so fucking hard I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

She pushed him back down to bed and crawled on top of him, pinning him down with her knees. She crossed her arms over her chest and grinned. He smiled back up at her.

“Oh this seems familiar,” he laughed.

“I know,” she licked her lips.

“Whatcha gonna do next, angel girl?”

“Hmm,” she grinned devilishly, “I’m gonna sin like it’s my last day alive.”

She placed a finger on his chest and slowly leaned down closer to him, “I’m gonna take your throbbing… hard… wet… vivacious cock and put it INSIDE me.”

She booped him on the nose before sitting up and positioning herself above his throbbing shaft. He sat up and propped himself up on the pillows. With one hand she positioned his dick right beneath her dripping wet entrance and with the other she balanced herself against his pelvis. She stared into his brilliant sapphire blue orbs. She felt like she could get lost inside them.

“You ready for this robot boy?” she asked blowing him a kiss.

“Y-yeah… Jeez you’re fucking hot,” he gasped.

“Good.”

She slowly began lowering herself down on him. She felt the very tip of his shaft prod against her nethers and let her lips curl up in a happy gasp. Slowly she took more weight off her legs and let herself sink down upon his shaft.

“Hah, shit,” she gasped as the tip of his cock penetrated her lower lips.

Spitfire continued to lower herself upon him ever so slowly, reveling in the feeling of his member slowly pushing apart her walls as she took him further inside her. Jett let out a sigh as he felt her hot warmth slip over his cock. Spitfire closed her eyes and bit her lip, drawing some blood. Slowly she began to feel more and more filled, his shaft fitting inside of her like a perfectly fitting glove. Finally she had fully impaled herself on him, burying him up to the hilt inside her. Spitfire gasped. He felt sooo good inside of her. He fit her so perfectly it felt like he'd been made to fit her. He felt large but not painfully so. She felt like every single crevice inside of her was filled, leaving no area untouched. She glanced down. There was an ever so slight bulge at her pelvis. So slight that an untrained eye would not have noticed it but to someone as experienced as Spitfire or as observant as the android inside of her, it wasn’t too hard to miss. She grinned.

“Fuuuck you feel sooo good!” she moaned.

“T-thanks,” Jett gasped, “Geez you’re really tight.”

She began grinding herself against him, savoring the feeling of his cock swirling around inside of her, tickling her like mad, but also the feeling of her wet lips grinding against his pelvis. She placed both her hands down upon him and continued her circular gyrations.

“T-t-thanks,” she gasped, “It m-m-means a lot c-c-coming from you-oh fuck yeeessss!”

“W-why’s that?” he asked placing his hands on her hips and massaging her skin.

“C-cause,” she gasped as she felt him lightly squeeze her ass, “Y-y-you’re the first person… I’ve ever had sex w-with… that I-I’ve ever really l-loved.”

“Glad I mean so much to you.”

“W-well, y-y-you- Mmm oh yeah!- you did make me g-g-go without ssssex- Oh yeah! Right there!” she moaned as she started grinding herself forward and back instead of in a circular motion. She bit her lip again and closed her eyes and began fondling one of her breasts, pinching one of her nipples. Her hips moved like they had a mind of their own. Jett felt his arousal increase as her gyrations continued. His systems began setting up for another round.

“Y-y-you had me go without s-s-sex for over t-two YEARS robot boy. S-so I’m gonna nnneed a bit to g-get this out of my s-system,” Spitfire moaned shakily.

“T-take whatever time you need. Really, I don’t m-mind.”

She opened her eyes, “Good.”

She stopped her gyrations and sighed, enjoying the feeling of having her lover’s cock inside her. Every few seconds she felt it pulse with a heartbeat like rhythm that sent little shocks of pleasure up her spine and into her wings. Her wings were spread wide and were rigid. It was an incredibly odd mix of eroticism and angelic beauty as she straightened her hair before replacing her hands on his pelvis.

Slowly she started to lift herself up; gasping at the sudden feeling of emptiness inside of her as his shaft slowly left her body. When only the tip remained inside of her she stopped and began to slowly lower herself down again with a happy moan.

Jett sighed, “Ugh, you feel amazing.”

She winked, “Funny, I could say the same thing about you.”

She began to rise again, relishing in the sensations. Her speed increased as she continued to impale herself down upon him, her perfectly rounded ass smacking against him. Spitfire threw her head back and let out a primal cry of ecstasy as she continued to grind against him. Her motions increased again as his dick continued to slide in and out of her soaking wet pussy.

Jett was wide eyed. He wasn’t sure which felt better, her mouth or her cunt. Pleasure signals coursed through his circuits though he remained far more restrained than Spitfire who continued to let out loud cries of pleasure. He felt like he was literally the most fortunate male in the universe. The fastest, most agile, and by far the most desirable athlete in the world was passionately bouncing up and down upon him, putting as much force into the effort as she could, and slamming down hard. Back in Sol, at the academy she was the envy of every girl in the school, her natural beauty putting every makeup artist to shame, and the desire of every male in the school. A schoolboy's fantasy. Little did any of them know that they hadn’t had a chance in Hell. Now she was moaning with pleasure as she bounced and grinded up and down on his shaft. And she was quite noisy, not that he minded.

“Ah-S-Spitty, we’re making quite a bit of n-noise here,” he moaned.

“Y-yeah we are,” she groaned as she changed motions and combined her gyrations with her bouncing, “B-b-but I d-don’t- Oh yes! – I don’t think anyone’s g-gonna be back here for q-quite a bit of time n-now. Sssooo we can make all the n-noise – hah, oh fuck! – we want.”

“W-well that’s nice,” he grinned as he lightly trailed his fingers over her washboard abs, lightly tickling her stomach before turning his hands to her breasts, “Oh wow.”

Spitfire grinned and stuck her tongue out, “Ooh, careful with those hands lover boy. N-now enough t-talk; come on and FUCK me!”

Jett grinned, “Y-yes ma’am.”

He thrust up to meet her rhythmic gyrations, his pelvis smacking against hers. Spitfire’s eyes flew open with a happy gasp as she felt his hands move down her voluptuous body to her hips, pulling her down to meet his powerful thrusts.

“Hah, Oh fuck! Right there! Yes! Oh fuck yeeessss,” she threw her head back and let out a primal scream of pleasure as she felt his cock slide in and out of her with added speed and force and even sliding right up against her G-Spot, driving her mad with pleasure.

Suddenly, Jett had a wild idea. It was so deviously dirty that he wasn’t even going to tell Spitfire about it, he was just going to do it. Just as the head of his cock rubbed up against her G-Spot, he sent a little jolt of electricity through it and into her.

Spitfire gasped and almost collapsed before recovering and supporting her arms against his chest. Each time she crashed down upon him he sent a little jolt up into her body that mixed in with her pleasure and magnified it. Her walls hugged his cock, welcoming him inside her and almost refusing to let him leave.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah- Oh fuck yes! Whatever you’re doing to me, for the love of the Gods, DO NOT STOP! Yes! Yes!”

Jett laughed, “Oh I could get addicted to those screams of yours.”

“I’m getting addicted to you!” Spitfire cried out digging her finger nails into his chest. She began drooling on his stomach as she pounded herself down on his cock. Any expectations she’d had about him, he’d met with a look of ‘really?’ before crashing right through them an exceeding them. As she felt him slip inside her once again she quickly concluded that she could never go back to normal sex ever again. She giggled. Normal sex had nothing compared to this. It was as if her entire sexual life she’d been having sex with the majority of her nerves turned off. Now she was being stimulated in ways she’d never even dreamed of before, in places she’d never even considered before, with a person she could not live without. And with her lover, she had no doubt this was just the very tip of a vast unending iceberg of pleasure.

She felt like she was about to burst. Her walls suddenly gripped him like a vice just as she felt him tense up beneath her. Spitfire knew exactly what was coming up next.

“Nnngh! Oh fuck,” he groaned.

Spitfire cupped her breasts, “You gonna cum, robot boy?”

He nodded, clearly restraining himself for her sake. She cracked up.

“I bet you wanna do it don’t ya?” she said kneading her breasts in her hands, rolling her nipples between her fingers.

“Do what?” he groaned.

“Cum inside me. Do ya wanna?”

“The t-thought had crossed my mind,” he moaned.

She gave him a toothy grin and winked, “Do it! Fill me up with your hot robot cum. Come on! I want it! Give it to me!”

“Gah! Yes ma’am!” he groaned as his hips increased their pace. He thrust into her harder and faster than ever before, taking the control away from Spitfire. She let out a gasp as he continued thrusting into her.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh yes! Yes! Fuck me! Aaahh! Right there!” she screamed. Her excited voice echoed through the complex and off into the bright moon lit night. Spitfire had little doubt that someone in Canterlot heard her primal cries of ecstasy brought on by her exotic lover.

“Ah Spitfire!” Jett moaned.

Spitfire screamed as the most intense orgasm of her life plowed through her like an unstoppable force.

“Aaaaahhh! FUCK YES!” she screamed. Huge oscillations of intense pleasure rocked her athletic body. She'd never felt this good in her entire life. Her energetic movements mixed with his, adding to their euphoric conjointment. Pure ecstasy ran through her like a powerful electric current delivered by a lightning strike.

Her walls squeezing his cock, pulses ran through her as she milked him for all he was worth as tsunamis of pleasure rushed through her body in a flood of ecstatic gratification. Jett came shortly after, his cock throbbing and pulsing as hot spurts of cum rushed inside her. Spitfire gasped as she felt a series of sharp physical and electric pulses inside her followed by a hot rush as hot ropes of cum painted her walls. She couldn’t take it anymore as she leaned down and locked her lips around his in a passionate kiss as her legs clamped down around him in effort to prolong her bliss. As her tongue danced with his she felt herself beginning to fill up completely. She grinned as she guessed what was coming next.

She felt a sudden hot wetness between her legs as a mixture of their hot sexual juices squirted out of her lower entrance, coating the both of them. And still he came. She almost gasped, having stopped herself as she continued tongue dancing with the love of her life. She’d never felt more filled in her entire life! She felt no pain as his hot seed filled every crevice inside of her, coating areas she didn’t even know existed until she felt them get flooded by a wave of hot, sticky, white fluid.

Finally she felt him begin to subside and eventually stop. She was almost disappointed. She was beginning to enjoy the feeling of the seemingly endless squirting going on inside her. Still, she’d never felt more filled in her entire life. Plus, there was always next time...

Slowly she separated from Jett, with a light smack, a long string of saliva again linking them. She grinned and licked her lips, savoring his sugary sweet taste. A hot blush burned across his face as she stared into his eyes and giggled, basking in the afterglow.

She risked a glance downward. Her face turned crimson red as she drank in the view of the mess they’d made. A mixture of her juices and the android’s cum (mostly the android’s cum) was slowly leaking out of her and onto his pelvis. A small pool of her drool had coated his stomach. Red scratches ran down his chest. Glancing a little farther up, she gasped. The once barely noticeable bulge inside of her was now a lot more noticeable as she was completely filled with his cum.

She grinned and lightly poked her lower stomach. Little sparks of pleasure shot up her body as she slowly wiggled around on Jett’s still hard cock.

“T-that,” he gasped, “Was one AMAZGING first time.”

Spitfire blushed. In spite of everything they had done so far she still acted a bit bashful.

“I’m glad,” she smiled, “But just one question.”

“Anything for you.”

“How are you still solid as a fucking rock?!” she asked wiggling her hips for emphasis, “I can still feel you in me. You’re still as hard as the Washington Monument!”

Jett laughed, “Geez, I didn’t think you got that reference when I made that joke a few years ago.”

“Well they were right when they said it made a good tribute to Clinton,” she laughed.

“Heh, heh,” he laughed, “So… how did I do? You are pretty experienced. What’s my grade, Captain?”

Spitfire’s eyes flew wide open, “I ought to beat you up for asking such a STUPID question! How did you DO? That was literally the BEST SEX EVER! Honestly, I don’t think normal sex will ever do it for me ever again. And I am NOT just gushing either! I think I'm addicted to you.”

He smiled, “I’m glad I performed to meet your expectations.”

“Uh, you’re joking right?” she booped him on the head, “Met my expectations? Dude, I think you just destroyed my expectations. Literally I feel bad that the entire population is missing out on sex like this. I never would have guessed that one person could make me feel this good!”

“Same for me,” he laughed.

“You certainly kept your promise,” she giggled, “That was well worth the wait. I REALLY enjoyed that.”

“I told you I’d make it worth your while.”

Spitfire laughed, covering her mouth with the back of her wrist, “That thing with the electricity? I have no idea what that was but it felt AMAZING!”

“Well, I just simply adapted a few systems. Wasn’t too hard. If you like it I could always do it again.”

“Yes PLEASE,” she laughed before gasping and falling down on his torso, her breasts pressing into his chest. A hot blush flashed across Jett's face. She glanced down where they were still connected at the hip and smiled.

“Sorry,” he said helping her sit back up again.

“What’re you apologizing for? That felt nice.”

“Oh, then you’re welcome?”

Spitfire giggled. They both laughed. Spitfire stared down into his eyes. Those brilliant sapphire eyes of his. Then she realized it. She trusted him completely; unequivocally. If there was any doubt left it was completely gone now. She had found her soul mate. Nothing would shake her love for him now. This night they’d shared had been pure magic for her. She would be his, now. Forever.

Meanwhile Jett was having the same thought as her. Her brilliant orange irises captivated him in a way the stars never could. He could get lost in her loving gaze, fall into a paradise that in his mind would put Eden to shame. She was his first. And what a first she was. She’d done nothing but good for him and brought nothing but happiness into his life. His soul was now hers, now and forever. He’d been skeptical of magic but there was no doubt that what she’d just shared with him had been magical for the both of them.

Spitfire cocked her head and smiled, “Well, I guess I better go clean up now huh?”

She slowly started to rise off his shaft but Jett placed a hand on her shoulder stopping her.

“Well let’s just wait a minute here. I still have a few hours of battery life, as well as these,” he reached behind his head and revealed two acorn sized objects. One side had a series of small spikes on it that had the thickness of hair. The other had a blue back lit button on it.

“What’re those?” she asked, settling comfortably back down on his cock.

“These,” he said plugging one into the back of his skull, “Are small VR rigs I worked up. They’re not perfect, the only ones that are once installed inside the body, but these should give you the same feelings you get in real life.”

“Oh?” she said rubbing her chin in mock skepticism. She had no doubt he was telling her the truth, “What do you mean by perfect ones?”

“Imagine what we just did, magnified by a thousand, prolonged by the same magnitude or more. But… that’s for another day if you want. Right now, if you wanna try these out before using up the rest of my battery to finish the night…”

“Hmm, sounds interesting. But come on, sell it to me.”

“I can’t really sell it to you, but this would just be the foreplay,” he grinned.

“Oh alright,” she said grabbing the device, “Now how do I put this on?”

“Just quickly poke it into the small of your head, right near your brain stem. It’ll sting a little bit but that’s it.”

She did it with a slight grimace, “Alright, now what?”

Jett grinned, “This.”

He winked at her, pressing the button behind on the device and instantly the world disappeared. She reappeared in some kind of fantasy stone gazebo. She looked around. The gazebo was on a large stony outcropping that rose high above a series of cliffs that overlooked the ocean. The sky was painted orange in a perpetual sunset. She walked towards the edge and glanced over. Water flowed around the gazebo and flowed over the edge. There were a series of padded couches and beds positioned all around the gazebo. The architecture of the whole structure looked it was inspired by high fantasy elven designs.

She looked down at herself and grinned. She was stark naked. As expected. She lightly flapped her orange wings just as she heard a light popping noise behind her.

A certain black haired android had appeared with a grin, “Hello.”

She smiled back, “Hey lover boy. So this is pretty cool.”

“Isn’t it? Here I’m not limited by a battery. Only by how long you can go before you get too exhausted.”

Another pop was heard, “And here, I’m not limited by numbers.”

Another pop, “Or even by what’s real.”

Spitfire turned. Jett was standing before her. All three of him. He revealed three pairs of jet black wings and grinned.

Spitfire blushed, “Oh my...”

“So… let’s have some REAL fun, shall we?”

Spitfire’s look of light embarrassment evolved into a predatory grin. Her canines became just a bit more pronounced as she grinned and an orange devil tail flicked out from behind her. Her fingernails extended into mildly sharp black claws. Her hair collapsed and fell over her head, parting right down the middle, giving her a brand new and still attractive look. A pair of devil horns poked out from her temples as black lines of 'dark' energy ran up her body, mimicking Jett's own energy circuits. Her sclera faded black and her brilliant orange irises intensified to glow.

“Oh yes…” she licked her lips with a forked tongue as she moved to meet her high tech lover, swaying her hips and flicking her arrow head tail. A hot orange flame burst across the tip.

“I am going to LOVE this,” she grinned.