Celebrity Women and AI Sex, Ch. 2

Celebrity Women and AI Sex, Ch. 2

Sandra Bullock orders her humanoid/android robot from AI Sex, Inc., in the image of her ex-husband, bad boy, Jesse James.

Celebrity Women and AI Sex rewritten and continued from chapter 1:

As they promised, six weeks to the day, Karl and Hans returned with their artificially intelligent robot expressly designed for Cher. Just as she had ordered, an amazing specimen, he stood 6' 5" tall, had wavy, jet, black hair, big, blue eyes, and lots of muscles. Interestingly enough, he looked as if he could have been a cross between Clint Eastwood, Clint Walker, and/or Tom Sellick's son.

While impressed at first sight, Cher stood and walked all around him. To see how he would feel and how he would react, she touched and felt him through his clothes. Only, not having any reaction to her touches and her feels, he remained motionless.

"I like what I see but how does he work," she asked? "Does he kiss? I love being French kissed. I need to make out with him to have sex with him," she said.

Karl handed her the elaborate keyboard and pointed to the start button. Then, he pointed to the kissing buttons.

"Yes, he kisses. First press start. Then, anything that you want him to do, type on the line there," he said pointing again. "Especially designed for you but if there's a threat from someone not speaking English, we programmed him to understand, speak, and write in all languages."

Cher looked up at them aghast.

"He does many things that you need not to type in what you want, especially when doing routine duties, and/or driving a car," said Hans. "With him able to write the code necessary on the fly, he's programmed to make his own decisions."

Cher nodded her head.

"Wow," she said.

Then, when she pushed the kissing button, he put his arm around her, pulled her closer to him, looked in her eyes with his big, blue eyes, and kissed her on the lips. He parted her lips with his robotic tongue that felt as real as a human tongue. Satisfied thus far, she smiled at the two men.

"That's amazing but," she said, staring down at the bulge in his pants. "First things first, forgive my whore like behavior," she said with a laugh. "I want to see his cock. I want him to show me his prick," she said with the excitement of a young, virginal woman about to have sex for the first time. "How do I make him do that?"

She looked at Karl.

"He is anatomically correct, isn't he," asked Cher? "He does have a cock, doesn't he?"

Hans laughed.

"I can assure you that, just as you ordered, he has a big prick," said Hans.

# # #

Karl smiled.

"It's simple. Just type show me your cock and he will obediently obey you by showing you his naked, erect penis," he said.

She typed in his exact words. Cher stared as her AI robot unzipped himself, pulled out his prick, and walked closer to her. Not shy, embarrassed, or ashamed, she took his stiff prick in her hand to touch him, feel him, fondle him, and slowly stroke him while staring up at him for his reaction to her giving him a hand job. She turned to give Hans and Karl a big, satisfied smile.

"His cock feels so real. His prick is so big. His dick is so hard," she said with a big, beautiful smile. "I love it! He has a beautiful cock. I can wait to suck him and fuck him," she said without having any filter as to what she may say next.

Stunning Karl and Hans, not even waiting for them to leave, while staring up at him as if he was already her lover, she stroked him before moving to her knees to take him in her mouth. Something that neither man thought that they'd ever see, Cher was blowing her android. Her first time sucking an AI robot's prick, she continued stroking him while sucking him.

He put a gentle hand to the back of her head. He humped her mouth and fucked her face while Cher stroked him faster. She stroked him harder. She sucked him deeper. Then, she removed his cock from her mouth to speak.

"Does he cum," she asked Hans?

Hans smiled and nodded his head.

"Yes. He does. He makes an unlimited supply of semen. This group of buttons are for how soon and how much you want him to cum," he said. "Of course, his semen cannot impregnate anyone. It's just a mixture of harmless chemicals made to look, feel, and taste like real semen."

Before taking him in her mouth again, she pushed a button.

"I need him to cum in my mouth. I want to see and hear him cum. I need to taste him. I need to swallow him," she said. "I love swallowing cum."

# # #

As soon as she took him in her mouth and stroked him again. Then, she pushed the cum button. Not having to wait very long, a flash of sexual excitement took over his face. He ejaculated a load of cum in her mouth. She had his thick, white stuff dripping down her chin and all over the front of her sheer and sexy, black nightgown.

"Oh, my God," she said looking at Karl and Hans with a big, satisfied smile. "It looks, feels, and tastes like the real thing," she said with glee. "I love sucking cock, and I love sucking his cock. I miss giving blowjobs," she said with a dirty laugh. "Sucking cock is one of my favorite things to do," said Cher. "I love controlling a man with my hand, my mouth, and my pussy."

She laughed out loud.

"I can finally dump my 37-year-old boyfriend, Alexander, who's always asking me for money. Now that I have my own AI robot, I'll never have to pay any man for sex again."

Karl smiled.

"If you don't mind saying so, Cher, I think that you are a very talented cocksucker," he said while nodding his head and smiling. "You made him cum very fast."

She smiled at both men. She laughed.

"Sucking cock is what I love to do and am good at doing," she said with another laugh. "If you weren't both gay men, I'd suck you, too," she said with a dirty laugh.

She looked from Karl to look at the keyboard.

"Now, I can't wait for him to fuck me," she said.

She shocked the men by removing her nightgown in front of the men. Then, she rang the bell for her man, Brock. Unable to remove their eyes from her, even though they're both gay, Karl and Hans stared at her naked body. This was Cher. They were staring at world famous, Cher's naked body. Their favorite, female celebrity, they've always loved Cher.

"Brock has seen me without my clothes many times," she said, waving a hand of no concern. "We've even had sex a couple of times," she said. As soon as he arrived, she told him what she needed. "Bring me a towel for the couch," she said. "I don't want to stain it."

He quickly returned with a towel to cover the couch cushions. Then, showing the men a lot of glistening pink, ready to fuck and be fucked, she reclined back on her couch and spread her legs wide open. She looked at the keyboard with confusion. She held the keyboard up to Hans.

"Show me. Which button must I push for him to fuck me," asked Cher? "How do I make him do that?"

Hans pointed to the buttons. As soon as she pressed the buttons, obediently obeying her, her AI android quickly removed his clothes, and gently mounted her while supporting his weight on his hands and his knees. Then, he reached down between his legs to stick his big dick in her warm and wet pussy. Finally, he started slowly and lovingly humping her.

"By continuing to push this button, he'll hump you faster and harder," said Karl.

Seemingly unable to get enough of her AI man humping her faster and harder, Cher continually pushed the buttons. Her AI robot humped her faster. He humped her harder. Not taking her long to cum, Cher wrapped her arms around his neck, and her legs around his torso.

"Oh, my God! Oh, my God! I'm cumming. I'm cumming. I can't believe that I'm already cumming," she said. "I love my robot. I love him."

Karl gave her a happy smile.

# # #

"You need to name him," said Karl. "Do you have a name in mind?"

She smiled.

"Jack. His name must be Jack," she said. "I want him to be my humanoid fucking God. I christen thee, Jack Apollo Zeus," she said with a sexy, little laugh.

She stared up at Hans.

"And I want him to respond to any and all of those three names when I call him," she said, handing the keyboard back to Hans. "Do that for me."

Hans programmed him to respond to the names Jack, Apollo, and/or Zeus. He typed in what was needed for him to recognize Cher calling him by name.

# # #

Celebrity Women and AI Sex, Ch. 2

Getting her twenty-million-dollars' worth from his liquid, metal exterior, immediately, Cher put Jack to work in her bedroom before giving him any daily, mundane duties to do. Every night and every morning they had sex. Giving her an orgasm with his cock, every night, Jack fucked Cher as fast and as hard that she needed to be fucked to have an orgasm.

Giving her another orgasm with his cock, every morning while French kissing her a lot, he slowly made sweet, passionate love to her every morning. In between, giving her more orgasms with his fingers and his tongue, he fingered and licked her pussy. Not having to be shown where it was, he continually pressed on her G spot. As if she was Cleopatra, the Queen of Sheba, or Helen of Troy, Jack gave Cher multiple orgasms every day.

Then, not all one way, she stroked his cock. She sucked his cock. She allowed him to cum in her mouth, and swallowed her cum. Never has she had as much sex and better sex as she had now with her artificially intelligent android.

In addition to keeping the mistress of the house sexually satisfied, Jack's main duty was as her driver and her bodyguard. He drove her big, black, beautiful Flying Spur, Mulliner Bentley. Seemingly nervous about Cher's robotic man driving her beloved Bentley, just in case, Brock sat next to him in the front seat. Feeling more protected from fans, now, she'd have a two man, or a one man, one android bodyguard team. It was also an invaluable asset that Jack was a better driver and bodyguard than Brock could ever be.

# # #

Several days later, after getting used to having her personal android, one of her best friends, Meryl Streep, dropped by unexpectedly. Jack opened the door for her and, without her even having to tell him, he already knew who she was, and who she was to Cher. With the manners of an English butler, he graciously invited her inside. He directed her to the parlor and asked if she'd like coffee, tea, or water.

Quite taken by him, spellbound and speechless, all that Meryl could do was to stare at him. Seemingly, having never seen such a handsome and well-built man, losing her ability to form a thought or to speak, she just shook her head no while staring up at him. Seemingly, immediately sexually attracted to him, she continued staring at him.

Excited to share the news with her best friend, not allowing her to wait, Cher came downstairs immediately. Having not told her before that she ordered an android from AI Sex, Inc., now that Jack was here, she was ready to tell her. As much as Cher was impressed having the perfect man, albeit an android, she wanted to tell her friend about Jack's unlimited, untiring, and multi-orgasmic, sexual talents.

"Meryl. How are you? It's so good to see you," she said.

She smiled at Meryl as if she was the cat who ate the canary.

"I didn't know you were coming for a visit," said Cher. "Of course, you don't even need to call, you're always welcome here. My house is your house."

Meryl smiled.

"Well, I, um, just happened to be in the neighborhood," said Meryl lying.

Truthfully, she got all dolled up and made a special trip to Cher's house to see her new man. After hearing all of the women gossiping about him, she wanted to see this man for herself. She cast a glance at Jack standing statue-like in the far corner of the room while waiting for his instructions.

"The women at the club are all in a titter that you have a new man servant," said Meryl looking over at Jack, again. "Everyone is talking about him. They all want to know who he is."

Meryl let out a nervous, little laugh when Cher caught her looking at Jack again.

"They, um, we," she said with a laugh. "Actually, I wanted to know who he is? Having seen him chauffeuring you around, they told me that he's gorgeous and, indeed, after seeing him in person, oh, my God, Cher, he is. Even after seeing and acting with so very many leading men in Hollywood, I've never seen a more handsome and well-developed man," she said.

She looked from Jack to Cher.

"Where did you find him," she asked in a whisper?

She looked from Cher to look at Jack before looking back at Cher.

"The only help that I can find to hire are Hispanic and illegal immigrants," said Meryl while making a face. "Yet, I will admit, going above and beyond their assigned duties, they are hard workers."

All a fluster, Meryl looked at where Jack stood in the distance. She picked up a magazine from the coffee table and fanned herself with it. Cher chuckled. Then, they both looked to where Jack stood in the far end of the room.

"With Brock with me for such a long time, and now with him getting older, I needed to hire another man to help him with the things that he can no longer do," she said. "In addition to my maid, my chef, my gardener, my pool man, my personal assistant, my public relations person, my lawyer, and my accountant, Jack is the perfect addition to my household staff.

Then, while watching Meryl continue to stare at Jack, she laughed.

"What? What's so funny, Cher," asked Meryl? "Did I say something to amuse you," asked Meryl with a laugh.

# # #

Cher paused while looking at Jack to look at her friend.

"It's just the way that you're looking at him is the way that I looked at him the first time that I met him," she said with a glow.

Then, she leaned forward in her seat while pausing to look at her friend.

"I must confess and tell you the truth, Meryl," said Cher. "Jack is not really a man," she said with another laugh.

Meryl looked from Cher to look at Jack.

"What? Not a man? What do you mean he's not a man? He's not one of those transgender people, is he? Don't tell me that he's a woman or one of those crossdressers," she said.

She looked at him aghast.

"I knew there had to be something wrong with him. Only, in Hollywood," she said with a laugh while shaking her head. "Yet, he's the biggest woman that I've ever seen," she said. She looked at him again. "He's too big to dress as a woman."

Cher laughed.

"He's not transgender and he's not a crossdresser," she said with a pause. "He's an android. He's an artificially intelligent humanoid. He's my real life, robotic sex toy," said Cher with a dirty laugh.

Meryl looked at Cher with a face full of disbelief before looking over at Jack again while speechless.

"He'll do whatever I ask him to do, no questions asked. If I told him to jump out of the window, he would," said Cher. "I'll show you. Watch this."

Cher looked at Jack standing in the far corner as if he was a sentry at his post.

"Jack. Come here, please," she said in her barely audible, lowest of whispers.

Immediately, as if he had the hearing of Superman, Jack walked to her and stood between her and Meryl sitting on couches across from one another.

"Yes, mom," he said.

Meryl's eyes fully opened. She snapped her head to look at Cher before looking back at Jack, and again at Cher.

"Mom?" She looked at Cher in shock. "Is he your son," asked Meryl?

Cher laughed.

"No, he's not my son. I had him programmed to call me mom or mommy. Mom when working in the house, driving me, and/or guarding me, and mommy when we're having sex," said Cher with another laugh. "It's a turn on to imagine having sex with my son."

# # #

Meryl looked at her friend aghast with her eyes bulging out of her head and her mouth hanging open.

"Sex? Wait. What? You had sex with him," she asked looking from Cher to Jack in disbelief?

Cher nodded her head while smiling broadly.

"Why not? He's mine. I own him," said Cher.

Meryl stared at her friend while waiting for her to tell her more.

"He fucks me every night and makes love to me every morning. In between, he fingers my pussy while licking my pussy. He gives me oral sex. Then, I stroke his cock while sucking his cock. I give him oral sex whenever I want it," she said. "I just need to tell him to eat me."

Meryl looked at her stunned.

"I've never had as much sex as I'm having now. I've never had as many and better orgasms than I'm having now. If I died today, I'd die a happy and a sexually satisfied woman," she said with a loud laugh.

No doubt, while imagining her having sex with Jack, Meryl mindlessly fingered her nipple through her blouse and bra.

"I had him created from AI Sex, Inc. They make sex toys, males, and females for those who can afford to pay their exorbitant prices," she said while smiling broadly. "He cost me twenty million."

Meryl stared at her with her mouth open again.

"Twenty-million dollars? What? Seriously? Twenty-million dollars. Oh, my God, Cher. Are you kidding? You paid twenty-million-dollars for a robotic sex toy? Wow! That's a lot of money. I hope he's worth it," she said with another laugh while looking over at Jack.

Cher nodded her head.

"He's not just a robot, he's an artificially intelligent android. More than that, he's a cross between a humanoid and a cyborg. It's him being an android that makes him look more human," said Cher with a big, satisfied smile while looking at Jack. "Oh, my God, Meryl, he's worth every penny and more," she said.

# # #

Something that the women would never impolitely do, they talked about Jack as if he wasn't there in the room with them. Meryl continually stared up at Jack, impressed. Then, unable to help herself from staring, she looked down at the big, noticeable bulge in his pants.

"Is he anatomically correct," asked Meryl in a whisper while embarrassing herself and blushing? "Does he have a penis," she asked, whispering even lower.

Cher laughed.

"He can hear you, Meryl," said Cher with another laugh. Yes, he's anatomically correct. He has a big dick," said Cher with another laugh.

Meryl stared at the bulge in Jack's pants again while mindlessly biting and licking her lips.

"As if my voice is a verbal fingerprint, he's programmed to obey my voice, only my voice. Watch this," said Cher. "Jack," she said, turning in her seat to her robotic man to look up at him while smiling.

Jack turned to her.

"Yes, mom," he said.

Cher looked from Jack to Meryl with a big smile.

"Show Meryl your cock," said Cher.

With her mouth open and her eyes bulging out of her head, Meryl looked from Jack to look at Cher aghast. Then, unable to remove her eyes from him, she looked back at Jack. As if he was a male stripper at a CFNM strip show, she watched as he turned to face her and unzipped his trousers.

"Cher! No," said Meryl waving her hand. "Please don't. Oh, my God, I don't want to see his penis," she said, feigning her embarrassment.

She covered her eyes with her splayed, fingered hand.

"I'd be so embarrassed."

Obediently obeying his master, Jack pulled out his big, erect dick and held it in his hand while staring down at Meryl. She not only looked at his exposed cock, but she stared at it.

"Oh, my. He has a beautiful penis," said Meryl while fanning herself with the magazine again. "It's so big."

Cher gave her friend a big smile.

"Go ahead. I know that you want to," she said. "Touch it. Feel it. I dare you to wrap your fingers around it and stroke it."

Timidly and with trepidation, Meryl looked from Cher to look at Jack. Then, while staring up at him to watch for his reaction, she reached out her hand. She touched his erect cock with her fingertip. Then, she felt his erect prick with her fingers. She wrapped her fingers around his big dick and, while smiling and staring up at him. Finally, she slowly stroked him before pulling her horny hand away.