Khalifa: Queen in the Apocalypse-Chapter 244: Button Inside (R-18)

"Would you like my button to get into your sleeve, master?" he asked, making her blink in confusion.

"What?" She asked, looking at the erect button that was now resting on her slit. When the robot breathes—very life-like—the button also moves a bit. When it ’accidentally’ hits her nub, she couldn’t help but moan.

Kaize then touched her slit again, two fingers entering and opening the walls. "My database said that my On button is designed to give maximum pleasure," he said with a consistent facial expression, "Would you like to try?"

Khalifa pursed her lips, body still tingling from the earlier explosion. Dazed and longing to feel it again, Khalifa couldn’t help but nod.

Immediately, Robot Kaize lined up his button on her slit, its mushroom head entering the folds.

"Hngg~" Khalifa squealed, immediately feeling the difference. Her body arched a bit and she gasped loudly, even when the robot’s button was only a portion of the way there.

It didn’t help that he paused at some point, making her pout at him. "Why do you stop?"

"According to my database, it will hurt the first time."

"It’s okay… hmn… please m-move."

The man nodded and pushed himself inside with a couple of thrusts, making Khalifa yell loudly as she felt more and more of him skewer inside of her.

"Ha…ah… full… I feel so full…" she squirmed, feeling the foreign object fill her up, unconsciously clamping on to it for dear life.

The robot gasped a bit and leaned down. He was also a bit sweaty—another ’realistic’ feature—but his facial expression was the same.

"Does it feel good, master?" he asked and she met his eyes. Khalifa nodded and wrapped her arms around his wide shoulders.

Taking it as a signal, the robot’s hips began to move, slowly at first, but with increasing pace and depth.

"Oh~" Khalifa whimpered, adjusting to the new feelings. "Ah, so good, so good~" she said as he stuffed her over and over.

She never thought such feelings existed.

"This is what boyfriends do," he told her as he pounded, a little breathlessly. "Is Kaize being a good boyfriend?" he asked and Khalifa nodded as her body bounced.

Clap, clap, clap!

"Ha… ah, ah~"

"Yes! Ah! More…"

Clap, clap, clap!

"Ah! Ahh~"

The robot, seeing as his master had already adjusted, judged that she could take more. "Would you like me to go faster, master?" he asked, his hips moving non stop as he spoke.

Khalifa was drowning in ecstasy and was fully following her instincts. Her instincts told her to chase something good—something very good.

"Yes… ah… ha… faster…"

"As you wish, Master," he said. The robot was very obedient and did as he was told. He even changed her angle, placing her legs above his shoulders.

This gave him another angle that made her squeal. Shortly after that, he began to ram her with explosive speed that Khalifa could only scream and yell.

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

Khalifa felt her eyes rolling in pleasure, mouth parted and drooled a bit.

It was an extremely lewd sight that would make any ’man’ go crazy—and the robot Kaize was no exemption.

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

"Ah~ Ahh! So good! So good!"

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

Robot Kaize continued to plunder into her, doing his tasks, aiming to give her maximum pleasure.

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As if knowing her body incredibly well, the robot angled his thrusts well, adding pressure and increasing pace, and it made Khalifa go insane in pleasure.

"Oh, ah, ah, ah~!"

Her body froze after a few more dozen thrusts, and the walls inside clamped into his ’button’, as if grabbing on it to exist.

The robot let out a groan, but he held back. After all, a robot could not lose control so easily.

He soon recalibrated and adjusted. He loved her to the side position, groping her jiggly breasts as he resumed his movements.

He went at a slower pace until Khalifa recovered from her high and started asking for more again.

"Faster… faster…" She asked, one of her hands gripping his shoulders, pleading.

Kaize looked at her with dark eyes, leaning down and giving her a peck on the side of her lips. "Yes, master…" he said, just before raising one of her legs over his shoulder, skewering her from the side.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

"Ha… ah~"

The two continued to make love until Khalifa let go the second time, and this time Robot Kaize could no longer hold on.

"Master.." he paused. "This robot is receiving excess oil. I may have to leak inside of you."

"Ah… ha… okay," she mumbled and passively stayed with parted lips as he plunged, exploding inside of her after a few thrusts.

SQUIRRRTTT!!

She let out elongated moans as she received his fuel, her feet raised and twitching. Getting filled up like this was the first for her—-and it felt really, really good!!

It was just that…

"Hnggg~ that’s a lot…" she whispered, feeling more ’fuel’ enter her womb. "Hnggg~ ah .. it’s.. it’s still going… hnnn… will you still r-run after this?"

"No, Master," Robot Kaize said, voice raspier than usual. "As long as my button is inside Master, it can regenerate for an indefinite amount of time."

"Really?" she asked, genuinely curious—-if one ignored the fact that she had her legs wide open with a shaft inside of her, that is.

Robot Kaize nodded obediently. "Yes, Master."

"You won’t run out?" She asked, still feeling the sensations of his fuel inside of her.

He nodded, making her look at him with a serious expression.

"Then… let’s do it again."

The robot’s lips twitched a bit, his button filling up inside her.

"Yes, Master," he said, leaning down to kiss her. He also slowly started moving his hips again, making the extremely sensitive Khalifa moan, and he ate all of them up.

At some point, he parted from her, their combined saliva creating a light web between them.

"My database also shows various positions. Does Master want to try them all?"

At this, Khalifa’s eyes sparkled, feeling excited. So far she had learned three. There were more?!

Yes, she wanted to learn—to feel—everything.

Khalifa would be taught by the robot what having a boyfriend meant for an entire night, exploring pleasures that were unimaginable to her before this day.

Suffice to say, Khalifa was properly enlightened.