Khalifa: Queen in the Apocalypse-Chapter 243: Robot Kaize? (R-18)

"Hello, Master. My name is Kaize, Realistic Robot Code 6969," he said.

"How would you like me to assist you?"

Khalifa blinked. "I’m not sure. My friend bought you for me because I don’t have a boyfriend."

"My programming will allow me to become anyone my master wants me to be."

Khalifa looked at him, nodding in understanding. She then proceeded to give him a context of her problems. "Well, you see… I’ve been very sickly since I was young. I don’t know a lot of things. Will you teach me?"

Robot Kaize stared, as if calculating, before he blinked and nodded. "I do indeed have the teaching function."

Khalifa thought for a while. "Will you be my boyfriend, then?" She asked after some consideration.

She was sickly and didn’t want to go out often. Real men are scary!

Robot Kaize blinked before nodding. "I can indeed do that, Master."

Then he stared at her for a while as if analyzing. "What kind of boyfriend would you like, Master?"

"It’s up to you."

"Noted, Master."

"Would you like me to perform boyfriend tasks?"

Khalifa nodded and watched as the robot extended his hand to the hem of her night dress, about to pull it up.

She flinched. "What are you doing?"

"I am undressing master."

"I can see that."

"It’s a boyfriend task."

"I see..."

Khalifa felt a little shy, but otherwise okay. After all, this was just a robot.

Soon, the luscious skin underneath showed, showing underwear that could barely cover her generous assets.

Khalifa saw the robot’s ’on button’ twitch and leak a bit more. She extended her hand to touch it, making the robot freeze.

"You’re not malfunctioning, are you?"

"No, Master," he said after a pause. "It is a normal robot byproduct indicating we are running properly."

"I see…"

Khalifa looked adorable with her confused but slightly convinced look, though the fact she was only wearing underwear was a sight for nosebleeds.

If any man was here, they’d jump at her right now. However, there was only a very stiff robot in front of her, so fortunately no such thing happened.

The robot kept leaking though, so Khalifa knew he was functioning well.

He leaked more and more and his button twitched a lot as he got rid of her underwear. He also took off his shirt and his pants, and like that they were naked on the carpet

Khalifa allowed him to carry her to the bed, splaying her out, and opening her legs.

She wasn’t entirely sure what to expect, and the girl could only watch the robot hover above her, his realistic hands touching more and more of her supple skin.

She gasped when he groped her breasts, pinching her nipples a bit. Then his other hand traveled to her crotch, gently touching the spot between her legs.

"Hngg~ w-what are you doing?" She squirmed, face flushed, slightly lifting her body to look at him. He continued with his ministrations though, making her gasp and moan, and making her feel a different kind of pleasure for the first time.

She was shocked at the new sensations and how it affected her entire body. Oddly, she didn’t dislike it though.

On the contrary, she couldn’t have enough of it .

"Does it feel good, master?" he asked, continuing his ministrations with increasing intensity. Khalifa’s body shook in pleasure, moans escaping from her mouth.

"What… what are you d-doing to me? Ahh~" she asked, looking at the redhead above her.

"A boyfriend’s duty is to make you feel good, master."

"I… I see…" she mumbled, flushed. "Then… okay… ah~"

She yelled as his fingers entered her hole, and she squirmed as she felt it wiggle inside of her.

As he did so, his other hand wasn’t idle playing around with her mounds. He also played with various pressure and movements. "Master, please tell Kaize what feels best so he can calibrate."

"Hmm~ ahh! That f-feels good!"

"Ah, Yes… there… ahhh~!"

"Oh~ ahhh!"

Robot Kaize learned fast and knew the pressure and spots that made her yell the loudest, focusing on them and increasing his pace.

Khalifa’s face flushed in pleasure, succumbing to whatever he was doing and loving every moment of it.

"So good… feels so good…!"

Soon, Khalifa felt her body shiver as an intense explosion inside her occurred.

She felt like it was pee, but so much more exhilarating.

Then she saw him crawl below her. She blinked, confused, until she saw his mouth blow over her sensitive nub, soon taking it into his mouth.

"Kyaa~!" she looked at him, shocked, gasping as she felt his long tongue slide along her slit. "What are you doing?"

"It is fuel, master," he said with an unchanging expression. "I will be able to work longer when I eat like this."

"I see… ahhhh~!"

Her back arched as she felt his tongue slither inside of her. His thumb rubbing on her nub, continuously playing with it as his lips lapped her bottom lips.

Then he started to suck, and her hands couldn’t help but bury in his red locks.

Slurp, slurp, slurp

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Her eyes shut as she drowned in the delicious sensation of being eaten down there, her mind exploding in pleasure she couldn’t imagine.

"Ahhh…. Haaaa…"

When he increased his pace, her body twitched in pleasure and her legs involuntarily closed, clamping his head between her legs. This didn’t deter him at all though, and he expertly lapped her up, bringing her to a high.

Slurp, slurp, slurp

Eventually, it all became too much and Khalifa once again found herself exploding. She felt her vision turning white as she released a fountain of love juice—no, fuel—that the robot dutifully consumed.

As the robot cleaned her up, he lifted his head to look at the woman’s face. Her eyes were staring at the ceiling and glazed in lust. Her face was red and her mouth parted a bit in breathlessness, looking absolutely sexy.

Any man would go crazy at the sight.

Fortunately for her, the ’man’ in front of her was just a robot with a very erect ’on’ button.