This is a fictional story.

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Author's note: Happy Holidays All!

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Over the next several weeks, Tory had managed to ace all his mid-terms and still concentrate almost full time on the female cyborg Christmas gift for his dad. He and Reagan were also giving updates to the professor of the mechanical engineering department. He was amazed at their progress and even more amazed at the depth to which the project had evolved.

They were all working nearly day and night on the project. The only breaks came in the form of sex with Reagan and Jenna. Tory was getting his brains fucked out and it helped him sleep like a baby and not lay awake thinking about the project. The only problem was balancing his time with both. So far neither knew about the other and the girls were horny for sex when they took a break. Tory was trying hard to pace himself to keep from getting drained.

Tory did not know where his relationships with Jenna and Reagan were headed. He liked them both a lot and didn't want to stop seeing either. Plus they both were now involved in the project and helping him. He did not want to hurt either's feelings so for now he just kept everything separate.

The female cyborg project was progressing beyond his wildest dreams. Most of the manufacturers were interested in the project for future product innovations and possible markets to pursue. They seemed to get off on the use of Tory's substantial intellect without having to pay him other than time and resources. The benefits to their companies could be enormous and they all saw that.

Reagan and he had decided to go with a hollow titanium skeletal structure. The hollow titanium metal bones would provide superior strength and flexibility yet keep the weight component down. The first initial weight projections had the female cyborg weighing 300 pounds. They were trying hard to get it below 200. Reagan was working with the metal fabricators to get the bones cast. Tory had to ask his father for an additional million dollars. He was not pleased but didn't say no to his son.

The power plant or heart of the female cyborg was under construction. It would be the smallest nuclear reactor ever built. Tory's designs had been essential to getting the project going. Once completed the miniaturized reactor would produce substantial power over a long period. Initial estimates pegged the duration as twenty years plus, especially with an occasional refinement. The power output projections, though very theoretical now, were believed to be substantial. The power plant would have enough power to provide potentials for superior strength, speed, and quickness.

The central core processor or brain of the cyborg was also under construction and actually close to completion. The miniaturized technology already existed and the next generation of chip technology was being added to enhance processor speed. The memory of the unit would be nearly ridiculous. The cyborg would have the ability to store the equivalent of a million full volume encyclopedias.

The trickiest problems for Tory had been the outer shell or skin and the subsurface of the cyborg. That and the sensory components of sight, hearing, and feeling were extremely difficult. He would have liked to include taste and smell as well but those would have to come with upgrades or future revisions.

Tory was making incredible advances in optic lens and electric eye construction. If the plans came together, the female cyborg would be able to see better than a hawk by a magnification of 10X and even have night vision. Hearing had been easier using advances in current telephone and microphone technology. Giving her feeling was critical and extremely difficult. He was spending a lot of critical time trying to solve that problem.

Reagan and he had decided quickly on an inner sub-base for the shape of the body. It would be molded titanium. The benefits were toughness, durability, and flexibility. It kept her weight down but made her able to stop a bullet at all but extremely close range. Anyone hitting this cyborg with flesh and bone would immediate feel the error of their ways. Even blows from blunt objects would cause little appreciable damage. The skeletal structure estimates showed her able to walk away from a sixty mile an hour collision with a semi.

The skin was again another matter. Here Tory had made advances that would probably put him in the next four issues of ScienceWeek and Popular Mechanics. He had worked with latex and microorganisms to develop a skin that actually bled if cut. The real advance though was it could heal itself. Actually, it grew back and rapidly. Small scrapes would heal within minutes. Larger wounds like a knife stab might take a few days to completely disappear.

The skin was a revolution of design by impregnating raw latex with microorganisms creating billions of tiny molecules within the latex. A fluid component was also included to bleed red and feed the microorganisms when cuts occurred. Otherwise the microorganisms stayed dormant. Work on the skin was still ongoing to perfect the process and mold the skin to the titanium.

Other advances Reagan and Tory developed were in the area of movement. Previous robots or cyborgs moved stiffly. This cyborg would move like a cat if all the components worked together as planned. It would be quick and have endless durability. Its top end speed, though still theoretical, had estimates ranging to eighty miles an hour.

Tory was still not completely sure what affect wind might have on stability at that speed nor was he sure what the constant pounding would do to the structure. Tests on miniatures showed enough wear to the feet to ruin the skin structure if unprotected at that speed.

The price tag of the project would have escalated threefold if not for donated services from the various companies involved. The latex manufacturer alone had pumped three million into the project. They saw within their grasp chances to leapfrog their competition.

Reagan knocked on his door as expected. Tory answered it and let her in.

"Hi, Tory," Reagan said.

"Hey, Reagan. How are you?" Tory asked.

"A little tired but otherwise okay," Reagan said. "This burning the candle at both ends is catching up on me I think."

"You need a good dinner and some relaxation," Tory said. "Sit right here."

Tory pushed her seat in at the kitchen table as she sat down. He had prepared dinner. He had learned from the pasta chef at their mansion how to make lasagna many years ago and it stuck with him. He also had crusty Italian bread and several bottles of good Chianti. They ate and talked, mostly about the project. After dinner they went into the living room and Tory put some music on. They had their wine glasses and they sipped and talked.

After a while, Reagan tried to suppress a yawn. Tory had her turn around and massaged her shoulders. She sighed as he kneaded her neck and back muscles.

"Oh, that feels so good," Reagan said.

"You deserve it. You've been working so hard," Tory said.

"What about you? Some of the innovations and discoveries you've made will push science and have the intellects thinking for some time to come," Reagan said.

'Yeah, maybe so but I couldn't do any of this without you," Tory said.

"Well, it's a privilege to work with you and be part of this," Reagan stated.

"Come here," he said turning her head. He kissed her passionately.

One thing led to the next and soon they were in his bed. Tory ate her pussy to two good orgasms. As she was still in the afterglow of the second, he entered her. He went slow at first, taking his time. He pumped her for fifteen minutes with his cock. When he finally couldn't take it any longer, he dumped his seed into her cunt. Reagan had cum so many times she was now beyond exhaustion. She fell asleep almost before he pulled his long cock from her hole.

In the morning, Tory got up first. Reagan was still half asleep when he brought her breakfast in bed.

"Oh, a girl could get used to this treatment," Reagan said sitting up to take the tray.

"Good girls get good things," Tory said grinning.

Tory went back to clean up the kitchen as Reagan ate. He was almost done when she walked out of the bedroom completely naked carrying the tray. He saw her coming and watched her cross the living room and kitchen. Her gorgeous breasts jiggled as she walked, giving Tory a twitch in his groin. He took the tray from her and put the dishes in the dishwasher. Reagan hugged him as he worked. Her erect nipples pressing against his back caused him further discomfort.

"Come back to bed and fuck me till I can't walk," Reagan said joking.

"I need to get on the phone to the latex people. They have some questions about the molding process for adhering the skin to the titanium," he said.

"Can't it wait a few minutes? I was too tired last night to participate fully. I want to suck your cock and then have you pound me into the bed," Reagan moaned in his ear giggling.

"Okay, I suppose I can take a few minutes to do my partnership duties," Tory replied.

They walked quickly into the bedroom, stripping off his clothes. Reagan pushed him on the bed and crawled between his legs. She licked his cock and teased the head. She was slowly getting better at sucking cock, learning what he liked most. When she had his cock completely wet, she sucked the head into her mouth. His pre-cum coated her tongue as she bobbed on his cock. Reagan wanted to please him and thought about sucking him off but she wanted to be fucked too. The itch in her pussy for his cock was nearly blinding her thoughts.

Reagan pulled off his cock before he came and climbed up to settle down over the top of him. The head of his nice long cock pushed deep into her body making her groan with pleasure. She tried to ride slowly but her need was too urgent and she accelerated fast. She had two mini-orgasms before she sensed he was about to come. Reagan bounced hard on his cock trying to bring on her peak.

Tory tried to think about anything he could to hold off cumming until she was ready too. But it was useless as the pleasure carved like a hot knife through any thoughts he tried to muster to hold himself off. Just the short attempt was good enough though. As Tory came, blasting Reagan's cunt walls with his hot cum, she couldn't take it any longer either and shrieked above him. They rode their orgasms out together gasping for air.

When they were finished and Tory's cock slipped wetly from her pussy, Reagan rolled to his side on the bed. They kissed lightly and then rested. Both were almost asleep when the doorbell rang.

Tory stumbled to his feet. He left his underwear on the floor and threw his pants on. He walked bare-chested to the door and opened it. Before him stood Jenna and a gorgeous girl he did not know.

"Jenna...I ah...I have," he tried to say.

"Aren't you going to invite us inside? I have a surprise," Jenna said.

"I'm not ready for company," Tory said.

"Well, get ready I have someone I want you to meet," Jenna said smiling.

"Can we do this later?" Tory said.

"What? Come on. I have Ashley here now. Can't you take a few minutes?" Jenna said, not sure why he was being so difficult.

"I was just about to go in the shower," Tory said.

"So go shower. We'll wait," Jenna said.

Tory was about to respond when both Jenna and Ashley looked over his shoulder and not at him. Tory turned to see Reagan in his robe at the bedroom door. He turned back to Jenna and saw the hurt in her eyes.

"Jenna..."

"Don't say anything! I should have called, I guess," Jenna said.

"Jenna, this is Reagan. She has been helping me on the project from the beginning," Tory said.

"Tory, who is this?" Reagan said, behind him.

"Reagan, this is Jenna and her friend Ashley," Tory said.

"Hi, Jenna and Ashley," Reagan said not catching the complete significance of this meeting like Jenna did.

"Hi, Reagan," Jenna said. "Has Tory baby been entertaining you?"

Jenna's comment was dripping with sarcasm so Reagan now caught on to what might be happening here.

"What of it?" Reagan said, now with equal sarcasm.

"Reagan, Jenna has been helping me with the project too," Tory said.

"Yeah, foolish me," Jenna said.

"Jenna, your help has been invaluable," Tory said.

"Oh, yeah, like you couldn't get along without me," Jenna said.

"Jenna, what is going on here? Are you mad at me for sleeping with Reagan?" Tory said.

"What do you think, smart guy?" Jenna said, sarcastically again.

"And why would that be?" Tory asked, pointedly.

"Why...why, isn't it obvious?" Jenna said.

"Maybe to you," Tory said.

"What the fuck you mean?" Jenna said. "I think it's obvious to everyone you've been sleeping with us both."

"Yes, but what is also obvious is that you were expecting a singular relationship," Tory said. "Did I ever tell you I was not seeing someone else?"

"Well, no. But...," Jenna started.

"You assumed so though, right?" Tory questioned.

"Yes, but," Jenna said.

"Actually, I started seeing you both at about the same time. Reagan didn't know about you either," Tory said turning to see a deep hurt in Reagan's face too.

"The truth is I like you both a lot. I'm not going to apologize for working on the project with both of you together and I'm not going to apologize for being intimate with either of you. I really like you both as friends and lovers and I don't want to lose either one of you. However, I'm also not ready to severe either relationship unless of course you want to," Tory concluded.

Jenna just looked at Tory thinking about what she should say next. One part of her wanted to storm out with Ashley. The other part realized they never had a true commitment, only maybe an implied one. Obviously, she had hoped there was but he had never said so.

Reagan's thoughts paralleled those of Jenna. If anyone, she had even more reason to feel they had a deep connection and be hurt by this revelation. They had spent countless hours together working on this project. But she had to admit to herself he had never said a word about commitment.

"Come in and sit down, Jenna," Tory said. "Let me make you two some breakfast."

Ashley looked at Jenna for a response. Jenna just stood for moments not sure of her next move. She decided if she just turned and stormed out then Reagan would automatically get Tory. She wasn't sure she wanted to give up just yet.

"Maybe for a little while," Jenna agreed.

Tory showed them to the kitchen table as he glanced back at Reagan. She looked at him still hurt and turned and walked back into the bedroom and closed the door. 'Well, at least she didn't slam it,' he thought.

Tory made Jenna and Ashley eggs, bacon, and pieces of Italian bread while they talked.

"Tory, I brought Ashley to you because of our conversation the other day and needing a model for the actual face. Ashley is the prettiest girl in school, maybe in all of California. I talked to her about your project. She is interested in being the model for the face. I must admit I convinced her by saying her face could be the face on thousands of these in the future. She might even have a doll named after her," Jenna said, smiling.

"Well, you never know," Tory said. "If this works as expected I intend to market these female cyborgs to others. We may even want males soon too."

Tory talked a bit to Ashley about what he needed and how much time it would take. There was no doubt she was beautiful. Her face was perfect. She had a cute small nose and slightly pouty lips that led up to deep blue eyes and high cheek bones. Her shoulder length blond hair might also make sense since it completed the package that was Ashley.

They talked a while longer after they ate breakfast. It was agreed they would meet in two days, after Tory set up the necessary meetings to cast the molds and take the pictures. Tory then walked them out. Before Jenna left, she looked back at him with sad eyes.

"Call me please, Jenna," Tory said.

She just turned and walked away following Ashley.

Tory walked into the bedroom and found Reagan lying on the bed still in his robe on top of the covers. He crawled on the bed and spooned next to her.

"You have every right to be mad at me," he said. "But how would you have felt if I told you about Jenna earlier?"

"I don't know," Reagan said. "At least I would have known."

"Would you have walked away from me and the project?" Tory asked.

"Maybe," Reagan said.

"You still can. I promise your name will appear with mine on the first line of inventors even if you do," Tory said.

"What does that mean?" Reagan sniffled. "Sounds like you want me to leave so you can be with her."

"That is not true," Tory said.

"She is pretty. You like her more than me, don't you?" Reagan said, now sobbing worse.

"No! Not at all! I really care for you," Tory said.

"You have a funny way of showing it," Reagan said, sobbing lightly.

"Reagan, you mean the world to me but as a friend. Same with Jenna. I'm not in love but I have very strong feelings for both of you," Tory said.

"This isn't Utah, Tory, you have to choose," Reagan said.

"Yes, eventually. But do I have to choose now?" Tory asked.

"Probably," Reagan said.

"Please don't make me, Reagan. At least wait until we complete the project," Tory said.

"Why, so you can dump me then?" Reagan said, choking back more tears.

"Reagan, why do you think I would choose her over you?" Tory asked.

"She is prettier," Reagan said.

"Maybe, but what if I told you I might like your mind and body better?" Tory asked.

"Oh, good, I have a nice personality," Reagan said. "Great! I was hoping for more than that."

"You have more than that! Much more and personality too. You just sell yourself short. I see a tremendous woman. A good lover. A great companion. And, I also see someone smart enough to understand much of the world as I do," Tory said.

"Really? You really mean that, or are you just going to tell her the same thing?" Reagan asked pointedly.

"I could never, in all honesty, say that to her and mean it if the other person I was comparing to was you," Tory said.

"You mean that?" Reagan said, turning to face him.

"Reagan, you mean a lot to me. Please continue to be my friend. Please," Tory said.

"Okay, I guess so," Reagan said. They kissed.

Tory got off the bed.

"I have to go call the latex company. We may need to make several trips next week. Can you make them?" Tory asked.

"What? We have to travel on Thanksgiving week?" Reagan asked.

"It looks that way. The skeletal structure should be done and needs to be picked up. We need to visit the latex company and the sensory company. We also need to find an assembler for the whole robot. I have a few leads on some good robotics companies but we need to check them out," Tory said.

"Oh, boo! I was hoping to have an easier week and go home for Thanksgiving Day and the whole weekend," Reagan said.

"If you're a good girl, maybe I'll fly you there when we're done," Tory said, smiling.

"How good do I have to be?" Reagan said, kidding and with a wink.

"I'll let you know," Tory said, smiling

Troy called the latex company and spoke to the CEO. They had a few issues that needed his input and firsthand opinions on. They arranged for a Tuesday meeting and Tory hung up.

His next call was to the metal fabricators. The skeletal structure was indeed ready for pick up. The CEO was downright glowing over the phone about the work they had done. He couldn't wait to show it to Tory. They arranged a late Tuesday meeting.

Tory then made a series of calls to the leads he had on assemblers and robotic companies. The one that sounded the best was also the most intriguing to be involved in the project. They were in Silicon Valley and they arranged a meeting for the Wednesday before Thanksgiving.
Tory told all this to Reagan and got her commitment to go with him. She had showered and dressed while he was on the phone. She needed to study and do some personal errands. She would try and stop back after dinner.

When Reagan was gone, Tory showered and dressed. He was sitting down to go over the sensory plans that had arrived via express mail. He had just gotten through the first two pages when the doorbell rang.

When Tory opened the door, Ashley stood there smiling at him, looking radiant. He invited her in and they sat on the sofa.

"You're probably wondering why I came back to see you so soon," Ashley said.

"Well, I must admit I thought we said we would meet again in two days," Tory said.

"Yes, that is true, but I had several things I wanted to ask you or mention," Ashley said.

"No problem. What's on your mind?" Tory said.

"Well, first off, I hope you don't think of me as just some pretty face. You know the stereotypical dumb blonde idea," Ashley said.

"No, of course not!" Tory stated. "You wouldn't be going to this school if you didn't belong here," Tory said.

"Precisely, but I just wanted to state that, because all too often I have to prove myself mentally, as many men especially only consider my looks," Ashley said.

"Okay, I can see that but believe me I will not judge you that way," Tory said.

"Good, because I have something I want to ask you," Ashley said.

"Okay, by all means," Tory said.

"Well, I got to thinking after Jenna and I left that having my face on this female cyborg could be wild. Then I also thought what about the rest of the robot. Was my head going to sit on someone else's body? And, naturally I thought why not the whole of me. Do you have a body structure picked out?" Ashley asked.

"Well, we've been using the anatomy drawings in the text books up till now but we are needing to close in on...," Tory started to say.

"So it is possible you would consider other body types?" Ashley asked.

"Well, yes, I have not settled on a body type though I do have a good lead on the breasts structure," Tory said.

"Tory, I would like you to consider the all of me for the robot. I would be honored and feel better if all of me not just my face was used for the robot," Ashley said.

"That might be possible...,"Tory started to say.

Ashley moved off the couch and stood before him. She moved her hands up to her breasts and started undoing her buttons on her shirt.

"I wouldn't expect you to pick me without seeing the complete package," Ashley said.

Tory watched as she removed her shirt and dropped her jeans to the floor and stepped out of them. She then quickly unfastened her bra and dropped it on her discarded clothes. Tory looked at her marvelous tits as she pushed her panties down and stepped out of them too. Nude before him, Tory's eyes scanned her body like he was trying to permanently imbed the vision in his mind. Her pussy was shaved clean except for a small blonde strip just above her labia. Tory's eyes danced around unsure where they wanted to linger.

"What do you think?" Ashley said.

She turned around, showing Tory her gorgeous ass. Her shape was beyond compare. It was unfair how one girl had gotten her looks and a killer body too. There was no flaw. Tory scanned for the least imperfection and could find none. Her legs were long and shapely. Her ass rode high on her legs and allowed the slightest view of her sex from the rear. You could see a little space between her trim thighs. Her back was smooth and flowing. Her skin was like white cream. As she turned back around, he caught the sides of her breasts. They tilted up with the nipples high and slightly puffy. Tory's cock was stiff like a rock in his pants as he observed this beauty.

There was no doubt any guy seeing Ashley in the buff would not be able to keep their hormones in check. This girl was blessed beyond belief. That one woman would possess so much sex appeal and be so beautiful was unfair to the rest of womankind.

As she came fully around again to face him, Tory drank in the many charms before him. Her breasts were incredible. Probably a C cup but on her slight frame looked perfect. Her taut stomach led down to the sexy patch of blonde hair showing she was true from head to hole in color. Her labia were light pink and allowed only a tiny view of her inner sex. She was a mystery and vision all in one complete package. His cock throbbed in his pants.

"You didn't answer me. What did you think?" Ashley asked.

"Ah...I ah...um...I think you have a great body," Tory said, shifting in his seat.

"Would you consider me for the body?" Ashley asked.

"Well, sure, maybe," Tory started to say.

"Maybe I need to convince you," Ashley said smiling a wicked smile.

"I am just thinking about the...," Tory started to explain.

"Jenna and I were talking when we left. By the way, if you call her I think she will forgive you," Ashley said. "We were talking about you and she mentioned you had a nice cock. You want to use it on this body to see what it can do," Ashley said grinning.

Tory tried to get control of his thoughts.

"You saw what trouble I am in for having two girls. You think I should have sex with another?" Tory said.

"Sure. Look at it this way. Jenna and Reagan are jealous of each other now. If you throw a third girl into the mix, it will confuse the situation and make them not sure who to be jealous of. Then they will try harder to please you," Ashley said.

"You think so?" Tory asked.

"I know so. Believe me. It can only help," she said, as she reached for his hand.

Ashley pulled Tory off the couch and led him to the bedroom. His stiff cock hurt as it tented his pants and rubbed as he walked. It did not help to watch this gorgeous woman lead him into his bedroom completely nude. She pushed him down on the bed. Ashley dropped to her knees and began working on his belt and zipper. Moments later she had his pants down along with his boxers. His seven inches pointed at the ceiling stiff and aching with need.

"Wow, Jenna was right. This is a nice one," Ashley said.

Her hand circled around his stiff shaft and slowly stroked it up and down. When a huge drop of pre-cum seeped from his hole she leaned in. Tory propped himself on his elbows as he watched this beauty lick the head of his cock. Ashley tasted him and licked along the sides and down to his balls. She washed his balls with her tongue and sucked them in turn into her mouth. After washing them, she licked back up the shaft to the head.

"Do you want me to suck your cock for you? I like sucking cock especially one as nice as this. Or are you eager to fuck?" Ashley asked.

"I'm afraid you have me so horny, I might pop soon," Tory said.

"Yeah, I have that affect on guys. If I suck you off, will you still be able you fuck me?" Ashley asked.

"I probably could," Tory said.

"Good," Ashley answered and swallowed his cockhead into her mouth.

"Oh, fuck," Tory groaned.

Ashley wasted little time on preliminaries. She sucked the head and then took him to the back of her mouth. She bobbed on his cock and licked the underside. Tory moaned still watching this beauty suck his cock. The heat in his balls was intense. They were already tight against his shaft. Ashley teased his cockhead and pushed her tongue into the hole. Tory was close when Ashley backed off his cock.

"You have a tasty cock," she said. "I think I will play with it a second longer."

Ashley licked his helmet and around the ridge. Her hands massaged his balls and slowly stroked the shaft. More pre-cum oozed from the tip. She swiped it off with her tongue.

"Um, good," she said.

Tory opened his eyes and the sight before him almost made him spurt cum right into the air. Ashley's pretty face smiled at him and her blue eyes twinkled as she licked him.

"Feed it to me, Tory. I want it now," Ashley said.

Ashley swallowed the head and push down until the cockhead wedged into the back of her throat. She shook her head back and forth and pushed down. It felt incredible and his cock sunk down her throat.

"Oh, fuck," Tory said.

Ashley took his whole cock to the root and licked his balls with her throat crammed full of cock. She backed off once and then took him deep again. Her hands continued to rub his balls and cock. Tory trembled beneath her. Ashley backed off and held his cock in her mouth and she squeezed his nuts and worked the shaft. Tory groaned loudly and pushed up off the bed.

Seconds later Tory's orgasm rocketed through him and his cum fired up his long tube and exploded in her mouth. Ashley sealed her lips tightly around his shaft as she sucked the head and stroked his shaft. Her left hand squeezed his balls helping push more cum into her eager mouth. Tory fired several times into her mouth before he slumped back to the bed. Ashley swallowed his cum and lightly sucked to drain any remaining drops.

When he began softening in her mouth, she let him slip out and looked up. Tory reacted to the loss of the warm wet confines of her mouth by opening his eyes. He looked down at her. This American Beauty had just drained the seed from his balls.

"Did you like that?" Ashley asked, smiling broadly and licking her lips seductively.

"God, that was great," Tory said.

"It sure was," she said. "You probably need a minute to recover. You have made me so horny, my pussy is soaked. How about returning the favor? Then you can fuck me with that big cock," Ashley said.

"Sure," Tory said weakly, trying to gain his strength back.

They shifted on the bed, basically changing places. Ashley now watched on her elbows as he moved between her shapely legs. Tory gazed at her first, then down her body to her pussy. Her labia were swollen with lust and moisture glistened in the slit. He pushed her slender legs open and feasted on the sight. She was beautifully pink inside with soft petals framing her cunt entrance. Her little hood on top was not yet all the way back.

Tory kissed her inner thighs, first on the right and then the left. He worked in towards her core and she moaned. He stopped to kiss and chew on the blonde hairs on the top. He then slid his stiff tongue down parting her cleft. He purposely circled around the hood before plunging into her gash. Tory tasted her juice and reveled in its sweetness. He drilled his tongue into her hole for more. He found more and she groaned loudly above him.

Tory wanted to do her as good as she did him. He teased her for long moments with just his tongue, not using fingers or going near her clit. Slowly he added one element at a time and each time Ashley groaned and pushed her cunt higher off the bed. He was probing her hot tight hole with one finger while he licked her cunt hole. He then removed his finger and used both hands to part her sex higher and watched the hood pull back and her little cute bud expose itself to his gaze. It looked innocent and vulnerable. Tory flicked his tongue all around the tender bud but avoided hitting it directly. Ashley hissed and squealed. Her hands sought his head in an attempt to direct his aim. Tory finally stopped torturing her and tenderly tickled the little knot with the tip of his tongue. Ashley tightened her grip in his hair and murmured something indistinguishable. Slowly Tory quickened his pace licking her tiny bud and eventually sucked it into his mouth.

Ashley arched her back off the bed and shrieked her release. Tory rode her orgasm out with her but never let up. He moved off her clit to give her a moment's relief but instead pushed first one then another finger into her cunt. He started slow but soon quickened his probing action to her tunnel. He moved his mouth back to lick her clit and Ashley arched her back again. She was groaning and gasping for air when he slid a hand up her lean body to her firm tender young tits. When he pinched her right nipple between his fingers, Ashley pushed his head into her cunt and screamed.

"Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Suck it," she said. "Suck my clit!"

Tory complied and Ashley shrieked louder. He could feel his fingers getting soaked in wetness as she came, bathing them in cum. Tory sucked her clit until she stopped squirming and fell back to the bed. He then removed his fingers and pushed his tongue deep into her, tasting her cum. He licked her as clean as he could.

Eventually, Ashley pushed him away.

"Oh, that was fucking awesome, Tory," Ashley said. "Thanks."

"My pleasure," he said.

Tory crawled up her gorgeous body. He licked from her pubic hair through her bellybutton and up to her ample tits. Her tits were fabulous. 'Reagan's are still nicer,' he thought, but these were outstanding on their own. The nipples and aureoles were slightly smaller than Reagan's, maybe the difference between a quarter and a half dollar. Ashley's were a nice pink but not as boldly colored as Reagan's. They were way too beautiful to ignore though and he licked and sucked each for several minutes drawing moans and purrs from Ashley.

Ashley pulled him up and kissed him passionately. They kissed for several minutes probing each other's mouth. Eventually, they broke to gasp breath.

"Fuck me, Tory, please," Ashley said.

Tory reached down and guided his stiff cock to her pussy. He had been hard again since her first orgasm and his cock ached to be in her. Her legs were splayed open for him and he seated the head and pushed forward. She was wet and his fingers had worked her open. He drove right up into her in almost one complete motion. He had five inches in her before he stopped. He wiggled it inside her briefly before sinking more and pushing the last several inches into her cunt.

"Oh, fuck, that is so damn good," Ashley said. "Fuck me good. Pound me, Tory."

Tory pulled nearly all the way back and then pushed quickly forward again to the hilt.

"Oh, mother of God," Ashley said. "Keep doing that!"

Tory repeated the move five or six times drawing squeals and appeals for more from Ashley. He probed her deep and hard for several minutes but then changed tactics. He pulled it out till only two or three inches remained and started fucking her hard and fast in short controlled jabs. Ashley held his hips and groaned loudly.

"Oh, God, that's good. Fuck my pussy good. Fuck me, Tory," Ashley said.

Tory started varying his strokes and soon Ashley responded by wrapping her legs around his hips.

"Make me cum, Tory. Please make me cum. Oh, good, so good," she gasped.

Tory sped up even faster. Soon Ashley squealed and arched her back. She clamped her legs tightly around him. Tory could feel her pussy walls trying to trap and hold his cock. He continued to push hard fighting against her strong cunt muscles. Ashley howled and bit his shoulder. Not too hard but Tory guessed she broke the surface of the skin.

Tory eased down to a slow pace as her orgasm passed. He had not cum yet but wasn't sure how much more he could take. This beauty had an awesome pussy, tight and wet, and her muscles worked him like a velvet hand. He slowly built Ashley back up but also allowed himself to recharge his energy and reduce his urgency.

When Tory could not take it anymore, he started moving faster. He fucked her long and deep, then shallow and fast. He wiggled his long cock in her flesh sheath and moved his body up higher to force the top of his cock to assault her clit more.

"Oh, that beautiful cock," Ashley said. "I love your cock in me, Tory. Fuck me with it, Tory. Fuck me harder."

Tory sped up to as fast as he could go. His breath came in labored gasps. He grunted and hissed as he hammered her cunt. Ashley held his hips in a death grip and purred beneath him. It took about a minute of extreme labor but finally she arched her back again and clamped down hard on his cock. She squealed loudly as a wildly intense climax ripped through her. Waves of white hot pleasure spread from her cunt to the rest of her body. The pleasure electrified the feeling in her nipples as they rubbed against Tory's bare chest.

Tory lost it. Sweat dripped off his face as he buried his cock deep inside her and felt it expand for a second before it erupted. His cum hosed her cunt with blistering hot bolts of thick cum. He felt it throb repeatedly even as the haze of orgasm threatened to freeze his brain solid preventing any further thoughts.

Eventually, they both finished cumming and Tory collapsed on top of Ashley. He gasped for breath, as did she. His added weight did not help her. Realizing somehow he was nearly crushing her, he pulled his dick reluctantly from her warm confines and rolled to the side. Ashley breathed heavily to get bigger gulps of air to her lungs. She was happy he had moved but missed the wonderful feeling of his cock stuffed deep in her pussy.

When they both had recovered enough to speak, they rolled to look at each other. Ashley kissed him.

"That was wonderful," she said, after they ended the kiss.

"It sure was," Tory agreed.

"Thanks," Ashley said.

"You're welcome," Tory replied. "You are incredible!"

"Thanks," Ashley said, and she smiled at him before kissing him again.

Eventually, they rolled out of the bed. They showered together. They soaped each other and she even managed to get Tory hard again but he begged off the need for more. When they were done and dressed he walked her to the door.

"You never answered me," Ashley said.

"What?" He asked.

"What do you think of my body as the one for the robot?" Ashley asked, with a cute little smile.

"I might take more convincing," Tory said laughing.

"Oh, you will, will ya?" Ashley said lightly slapping his arm.

"Yeah, you can't rush these decisions, you know," Tory quipped.

"How much convincing are we talking about?" Ashley shot back giggling.

"Could take at least a few more times," Tory said.

"Well, maybe we can make that happen. Especially, if it gets me the part," Ashley replied.

"Okay, good," Tory said. "Oh, but one thing. I'm already committed on the breasts," he said.

"What! You don't like these?" she yelled.

"Oh, they are absolutely magnificent. Gorgeous even but I have another gorgeous pair picked out already," Tory shrugged.

"Boo. I was hoping for the all of me but I guess I can live with someone else's breasts if I have to. They must be nice. I hope they are anyway?" She asked concerned.

"Oh, they are stupendous," Tory said.

"Can I ask who?" Ashley said.

"Reagan," Tory replied.

"Oh, really?" she said.

"Why, you don't agree?" Tory asked.

"No, it is not that. I have no way of knowing is all," Ashley said.

"Well, trust me. You will be happy," Tory said.

"Okay, but don't hold it against me if I keep sticking mine in your face a few more times to get you to reconsider," Ashley smiled.

"I look forward to it," Tory said.

They kissed goodbye and Ashley left.

End of Chapter Three