Bionic Girlfriend

She stood in the middle of the bedroom, looking just as I remembered her. Long hair, full and soft.  Bright eyes, full lips. Curves in all the right places. My girlfriend has always been the most beautiful and sensual woman.  And she looks even better now, which is surprising in itself. Not because I’m a jerk who likes new things and gets bored or anything.  But because there was an accident not so long ago. One where she was injured quite badly and, honestly, it was touch and go for awhile.

We were lucky, though. A doctor from a facility I’d never heard of was visiting. This doctor was doing some amazing experimental work with regeneration and robotics. I know you’re thinking this sounds like the bionic woman or something. She isn’t super fast now and there isn’t one super arm, but they did use some implants that the doctor said we might notice. Nothing bad so far. Her breasts are larger.  I’m talking a D cup instead of a B.  And she has a few personality quirks I noticed before she came home. Little things, of course, nothing to really change who she is, though the doctor said we might notice some, more and more. In fact, he asked me at one point if there was anything I’d change about her, what would it be. I said bigger breasts and insatiable in bed, then laughed. Maybe he listened. Ha!

Home at Last

Standing there watching her, I’m imagining her taking off her clothes and almost as if she could read my mind, she smiles and motions for me to come over to her. Her skin is flawless and when she kisses me, I get hard almost immediately. This is exciting. We haven’t had sex in months and months. She spent a month at the clinic with the doctor during recovery.  I didn’t see her, even once, until the day I picked her up.

That was totally normal, everybody said.  I didn’t worry because they didn’t worry. I notice now, though, as she pushes me away and starts to undress, that there is a confidence in her eyes that was never there before. And when she all but orders me to take off my clothes, well I can’t help but obey. What man in his right mind would refuse a gorgeous woman, after all?

A Few Small Changes

Undressed, we start making out again and her hands are all over me. This feels amazing, but it’s not how we usually do things. I’m an alpha male, not some wimp who wants his woman taking control, no matter how good it feels. And clearly, she’s forgotten this, so I take my hands and push against her shoulders, moving her away. Only she doesn’t move. Her feet are planted to the floor and she smiles a seductive, but odd, smile as I shove a little harder.

“Don’t you want me?” she whispers and pushes me backward on to the bed, climbing on top of me. My hard cock is loving this, but the rest of me is wondering who the hell this woman is. My newly bionic girlfriend is a little shy and sexy, but never pushy, and we aren’t especially adventurous. This woman is sliding her pussy down over my dick and riding me like a porn star while playing with her own gorgeous breasts and moaning loudly. I decide to go with it, though.  After all, like I said, who would turn down a gorgeous woman?

Be careful What You Wish For

It doesn’t take long, either, and I’m ready to cum.  But, you know, I’m a good boyfriend. I hold off and try to wait for her. She just keeps moving her hips, not slowing down, not changing rhythm, just humping and riding and moaning. “Babe? Are you close?” I ask.  And she opens her eyes and tells me, “Harder!” Okay I’m trying now, really trying, using my fingers and everything, but she just keeps moving.

I realize I’m not going to be able to hold off and start to cum, hard. I can feel her pussy contracting, milking it all out and then continuing to squeeze and release. Damn, it feels good, but I’m tired. She’s clearly not. My cock gets ready again and after switching positions a couple of times, and feeling her cum again and again, I’m ready to sleep. But she’s just getting started. Telling me she might need to find someone else who can satisfy her if I can’t. This is a challenge to a man and I got up and kept going and going as long as I could.

It wasn’t until hours later, when I was about to pass out, my cock drained dry and balls aching, that I realized another new thing about my hot girlfriend, who was slipping on clothes and heading for the door. She really was insatiable, and the perfect woman.

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