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Note: Mixed Bag is a compilation of stories by Rachael Ross and
contains a Foreword and 65 chapters. It is being posted to ASSM
largely in sequence. See MB00 for a table of contents. All stories
copyrighted 2008 Rachael Ross all rights reserved. rache696@yahoo.com
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blog http://anarchyforbeginners.blogspot.com/ for additional
information. Thanks. -rr


Adults Only

Mixed Bag - Chapter Fifty Seven



A Girl and Her Robot

~Sex Brat~

by rache


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Story Codes: f, Masturbation, Science Fiction, Fantasy

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    "You guys are going to a party?" I looked between my mom and dad
suspiciously. "And you're asking me if I want to go too?"

    "You like parties, don't you, Kimberly?" my dad smiled and the man
hadn't known what I liked since I was nine.

    For my last birthday, my fourteenth, he'd given me some kind of
Tickle-Me-Cabbage-Patch-Barbie-Doll thing. I hadn't talked to him for
a week after that bad joke.

    "I guess," I replied slowly. "What kinda party is it?"

    "It's a fund raiser, Kim," Mom smiled. "It'll be good for your
daddy's career if we all go."

    "Daddy's career?" I hated both of those words, believe me.

    I wasn't a little girl anymore, for one thing. I was a full grown
woman! Mostly. And my dad's so-called career had ruined my life more
often than not, as it came well before anything I might have been
doing for his attention. He'd missed my first dance recital, my figure
skating contest when I'd won second place in the whole city, and my
first big school play. I'd been Juliet in 'Romeo and Juliet' and Daddy
had been in Cleveland or someplace, making another dollar so we could
get a bigger, better microwave or something.

    But he'd seen the video Mom had made...Whoopee!

    "See, my boss is taking a job with another company next month and
his boss," Dad explained happily, "is going to decide who gets
promoted."

    "You're having a fund raiser to make money to bribe your boss?" I
asked, being deliberately silly, but it made as much sense as what my
parents were saying.

    "What?" Dad narrowed his eyes and looked to my mom for help. He
needed a translator.

    "Be nice, Kimberly," Mom gave me a look and unlike my dad, she was
fluent in Kim Speak. "This party is important to one of the men your
father works for, and so it's important to us."

    "It'll be fun," Dad offered. "I promise. There's going to be
dinner and dancing, live music and games, I think."

    "What's it for?" I wondered. "A charity thing?"

    "Sickle Cell Anemia," Dad said.

    "Oh," I narrowed my eyes cause I'd heard of that just a couple
weeks before in my health class and for once I could show off a
little. "Your boss' boss is black?"

    "Kim," Mom said and I shrugged, like I was just asking, you know.

    "As a matter of fact..." Dad said.

    "So what's the fund raising thing then? Charging to get in?" I
asked, because sometimes people just can't get to the point.
Especially my parents.

    "Oh!" Mom smiled, but it was kinda forced, I thought. "What
they're going to do is have a little escort auction."

    "An escort auction?" I stabbed at a potato, since we were having
dinner. "What? Like selling people?"

    "Just for fun," Dad said. "What they're doing is auctioning off
volunteers, single young women, and men too, I guess, to the highest
bidder and..."

    "It's like a date," Mom suggested. "You're old enough now, it'll
be fun to meet a boy and just have fun with him. Won't it?"

    "Some boy is gonna pay for a date with me?" I stared at my mom. "I
asked you last month if I could go to the movies with Eric, remember?
You said no cause I'm too little!"

    "Kim, that was different," Mom took a tone of annoyance. "This
auction date is only for the evening, only at the party. Your father
and I will be there, so..."

    "So you can watch me?" I asked. "So you can make sure I don't have
any fun?"

    "Kimberly," Dad sighed. "Your mom only wants what's best for you.
We both do."

    "You're such a bunch of hypocrites," I shook my head. "God!"

    "Kimberly," Mom warned me.

    "So I'm old enough to go on a date as long as it's good for Dad's
career?" I snorted. "But if it's just to have some fun with my
friends, I gotta stay home?"

    "Kimberly Rose! Get back here!" Mom demanded, but I was already
halfway to my room and when I got there I slammed the door, just to
make sure they knew I was unhappy.


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    "What's wrong with you?" Theresa asked me five minutes later and I
told her.

    "I hate my parents," I finished, laying on my bed and sorta
propping my EyePhod against my smallish boobs. They weren't good for
much else yet, really and I kept waiting for them to grow.

    "That sounds totally weird," Theresa said and she was painting her
toenails, it looked like. Her phone was flat on her bed so I was kinda
looking up my friend's nose as she leaned over it.

    "All they care about is my dad's stupid job," I frowned. "It's
like they want me to be a prostitute or something."

    "Ha!" Theresa grinned. "That would be cool."

    "Yeah," I grinned too. "Except they'd totally freak if a boy even
looked at me funny."

    "But they're gonna sell you, right?" Theresa asked. "That auction
thing? How's that work?"

    "I dunno," I said. "Like whoever buys me gets to sit with me all
night and tell me dumb jokes, probably. Dad said there's gonna be
dancing and a band and stuff, but who knows?"

    "It sounds weird," my friend repeated and her dark hair had come
loose and she disappeared for a second as she leaned back to fix it.
"But if your dad gets that new job or whatever..."

    "What?" I asked.

    "He'll make more money, right?" Theresa reappeared and now she
juggled her phone, making me a little sea sick. "Tell him to get you a
robot if you do it."

    "What?" I made a face.

    "Yeah, I swear," she said. "That's like how I get what I want. You
gotta make deals with them."

    "He won't get me a robot!" I laughed. "I wanted one for my
birthday and he totally blew me off."

    "It sucks to be you," Theresa giggled and I hated her sometimes,
even if she was my best friend. "I can't live without mine."

    "What's your robot doing?" I asked. Theresa's robot was still
pretty brand new, but she acted like she'd had him forever.

    "My homework," Theresa flipped her phone around so I could see him
sitting at her desk. "He did my algebra in like two minutes. Now he's
doing my English."

    "He is?" I glanced at my own homework, still sitting untouched in
my book bag on the floor. "How'd you get him to do that?"

    "I downloaded a homework hack. It's quality," Theresa said,
lowering her voice. "I got even better ones too!"

    "Like what?" I bit my lip.

    "Like...you know," she stuck her tongue out at me, nodding slowly.

    "No way!" I blinked at her and Theresa giggled.

    "There's like this triple-x warez site for bots, they got all
kinds of weird stuff!" Theresa told me. "Melanie showed it to me, but
you gotta like have a password to get the cool downloads."

    "A password?" I asked and I didn't know anything about robots or
computers or any of that junk. I hated my computer, she was a total
bitch.

    "Or a credit card," Theresa nodded. "But you can go to chat rooms
and guys will give you passwords if you just talk to them and stuff."

    "What chat rooms?" I wondered, cause the ones I went to had pimply
faced boys trying to be cool. They sucked mostly.

    "The warez chatroom," Theresa explained. "They're supposed to be
talking about computer stuff, but if you're a girl...

    "Yeah," I shrugged, knowing what guys were like.

    "So you just fool around til you get a guy to give you a
password," Theresa giggled. "They're pretty cool usually."

    "They are?" I shifted slightly and my phone fell down. "Sorry."

    "You just gotta make sure the guy's serious," she said once I
fixed my phone. "Most guys don't have any passwords, so you gotta like
hunt one down."

    "Heh! Then what?" I asked. "Just ask him for his password?"

    "Yeah, but you know, you gotta like flirt and kinda show him your
tits or whatever first," Theresa giggled and I stared at her.

    "You showed some guy your tits?" I asked.

    "Well, yeah!" she shrugged like it was no big deal. "Anyway, he
just wanted me to watch him jerk off mostly."

    "What?" I gasped.

    "What?" she scrunched up her nose. "You've never seen a guy play
with his dick?"

    "No!" I swallowed hard and I was probably turning red.

    "It's kinda fun," Theresa said. "But anyway, after that this guy
gave me the password, so I got some crazy bot hacks now!"

    "Like what?" I wondered.

    "Um..." Theresa looked off to the side for a second and then leaned
close to her phone and whispered, "He licks my pussy now."

    "What?" I bet my eyes bugged out of my head and Theresa laughed.

    "I swear! He does it, like every night before I go to sleep!" she
nodded. "He's really good at it too."

    "You liar!" I said, but I knew she was telling the truth. "When
did you get that?"

    "Like a week ago," Theresa said. "I got one so he'd lick my butt
too, except it crashed him so I had to take it out."

    "Your butt?" I grinned at her and I figured she was joking, but
probably not.

    "I'm gonna get a better one," she sighed, sounding like she really
wanted her butt licked for some reason.

    "You had it a week?" I frowned. "And you didn't tell me?"

    "I'm telling you now, ain't I?" Theresa made an apologetic face.
"Stay over Friday and I'll let you try it."

    "You will?" I licked my lips cause I'd heard stuff before from
girls at school or whatever, like getting your pussy sucked was
supposed to be really, really great.

    "Yeah!" Theresa promised. "That's not the best part though..."

    "What do you mean?" I asked, feeling my heart thump.

    "You gotta promise not to tell anybody," Theresa said. "Like swear
to die, Kimmy!"

    "I swear, I won't tell," I agreed quickly.

    "Or..."

    "Or I hope I like die horribly," I promised, crossing my heart and
sticking out my tongue. "Okay? What? I won't tell anybody!"

    "Okay," Theresa said. "But I'm serious."

    "Me too!" I said, feeling pretty impatient by then. "So tell me
what's the best part already!"

    "Wellll..." Theresa giggled and made me wait five more seconds. "I
got the code to unlock his cock too!"

    "No way!" I stared at her.

    "Yeah way!" she nodded. "I got all the options too, like
everything. It ain't one of those shareware hacks so you get like half
a hard-on and it says buy the rest of the program..."

    "Does it work?" I asked her, cause I only had sort of an idea what
she was talking about.

    "Oh yeah!" she said seriously. "All the time! We totally fuck!"

    "Uh!" I dropped my jaw and stared at her.

    "It hurt before, but now..." Theresa giggled. "That's why I had to
get that pussy licker hack."

    "Why?" I breathed.

    "Cause! It makes it easier to fuck him! Duh!" Theresa rolled her
eyes and I just stared at her.

    "You're not a..." I lowered my voice, "...not a virgin anymore?"

    "Nope!" Theresa smiled. "And it didn't cost me a dime!"

    I knew male robots weren't fully functional unless you paid for it
and Theresa's dad was a minister, so there was no way he was gonna
give his fourteen year old daughter a sex machine! Theresa's had
parental locks and all that stuff, I knew, cause all she'd ever did
was complain about having a PG-13 rated robot. Now she was telling me
she had an X rated one! A real live artificial SexBot all her own!

    "Does it feel good?" I asked, knowing it had to be a dumb
question.

    "Oh yeah!" Theresa said. "He's big too!"

    "How big?" I asked. "Can I see it?"

    "Ummm..." Theresa looked around. "Maybe. My parents are home though,
I don't wanna get busted. Friday you can see it."

    "Just really quick," I whined. "Please? Treece! Pretty please?"

    "Kay," she giggled and she loved to show off. "Hold on...Hey, Berto
Boy! You write that sonnet thing yet?"

    "I've just finished, Theresa. Would you like to hear it?" her
robot responded off camera and he sounded kinda Spanish, which was why
Theresa had named him Berto Boy! with the exclamation point. That and
Berto Boy was like her favorite singer in the world and he was Spanish
too. Lotsa girls liked him.

    "Nah, come here," she said and turned her phone so I could see the
robot getting up.

    He was big and cute, like a regular person almost, except his eyes
were all silver. Theresa coulda got them changed so they looked real,
but she thought it was kinda cool. I thought they were kinda freaky,
since there weren't any pupils or anything. If I got a robot, when I
got one, he was definitely gonna have real eyes...except maybe not a
real color. Like pink maybe, or violet, that would be sorta wicked.

    "Stand right there...yeah...Um, unzip your pants."

    "Oh crap!" I laughed, staring as the robot started doing it.

    "Wait til you see this!" Theresa giggled. "Take out your dick,
Berto Boy! I wanna show it to my friend."

    "Alright, Theresa," he replied almost happily, if you could call
it that. Robots were pretty much happy to do anything though.

    "Jesus!" I gasped and then covered my mouth as all of a sudden
there was like a six inch penis hanging out of the robot's trousers.

    "Wait, you gotta see this!" my best friend whispered. "Make it
hard for me, Berto Boy!"

    "Okay, Theresa," he agreed and the robot wrapped his right fist
around his dick and started pulling on it like he was milking a cow or
something.

    "He ain't gotta do that, but it looks cooler than just a big, you
know, sproing!" Theresa giggled and so did I, but mostly I was just
feeling my tummy churn when that dick started getting longer and
fatter as if by magic.

    "God!" I breathed. "How big is that?"

    "Eight and a half inches exactly!" Theresa said. "I measured it
like six times already!"

    "That's huge!" I said and it was.

    The robot was still stroking his cock and you wouldn't know it
wasn't real, or at least a girl like me wouldn't know. I'd never seen
a hard dick before in my life! Not like that, you know? I got spam in
my email like everyone else, but this! Wow! It was right there on my
phone and I was so jealous I wanted to puke, except I was way too
excited to do that!

    "It gets wet and everything!" Theresa said, zooming in on the
smooth swollen head so I could see the clear fluid leaking out of it.

    "What is that stuff?" I asked her.

    "Supposed to be like pre-cum stuff," she said. "The robot makes
it, I dunno. He makes his own sperm too!"

    "He does?" I swallowed hard.

    "Not real sperm though," Theresa shrugged so the camera went up
and down and then centered back on her robot's dick. "But I can like
buy real sperm and put it in him, if I wanted to."

    "Really?" I was sorta breathing in time with the robot's hand as
it moved slowly back and forth along the dark shaft.

    It was totally lifelike too, the way robots are. His dick had
veins and big hairy balls and everything, and now he was jerking off.
It was crazy sexy and the tightness in my tummy was lower now, like
way low between my thighs and I was kicking my feet without thinking
about it. My nipples itched too, like I really needed a scratch or
just a pinch, or a bite...Yeah. Like somebody biting my nipples would
be...

    "You wanna see him cum?" Theresa asked and I nodded quickly.

    "Yeah! Let me see!" I breathed.

    "Kay, hold on...It gets kinda messy," she laughed. "I gotta get a
cup."

    "A cup?" I asked her, but Theresa was moving around and I guess
she had one handy, or something.

    "I got one I keep my rubber bands and stuff in," she said and it
appeared in her hand as she sat down on her bed. She was holding it
out like right underneath the robot's huge cock while he jerked off.

    "He's gonna cum in the cup?" I asked, even though it was obvious.

    "Oh yeah!" Theresa agreed. "I used a towel before, but that stuff
is pretty good, so..."

    "What do you mean?" I asked and I was rubbing my pussy through my
jeans, I couldn't help it. I was so hot down there and so wet too, it
was like I was sitting in boiling butter or something!

    "I mean it tastes good," Theresa giggled. "I swear, you'll see.
Hurry up and cum Berto Boy! but not too much, okay? We gotta save some
for later."

    "Okay, Theresa," the robot's disembodied voice replied cheerfully.
"I'm going to cum soon...Oh yeah, baby...You're so hot, Theresa!"

    "No sound effects, Berto Boy!" Theresa said and I was laughing.

    "Sure, Theresa," the robot said and then all we could hear was the
soft fwap-wap-wapping sound of his hand stroking his cock.

    "He gets really noisy if I want him too," Theresa said. "But I
gotta download some better ones for him."

    "Oh," I nodded, but mostly I was thinking about how my pussy felt
like it was on fire.

    "Yeah!" Theresa said. "There it is! Don't spill any Berto Boy!"

    The robot's cock was pulsating, sorta, like I could see it
contract and spasm and jets of creamy synthetic sperm were shooting
into the cup Theresa held for him. I know she told him not to cum too
much, but God! It looked like there was a lot of it to me as the first
half dozen spurts were really strong, then they grew gradually weaker
and after a minute there was nothing left but a dribble of cum sorta
clinging to his dark cockhead.

    "Mmmm...Shluuurp!" I about lost it totally when I realized that my
best friend had just leaned forward and sucked the cum from her
robot's cock!

    "Oh God!" I gasped and I was bouncing my ass off my bed.

    "That's so yummy!" Theresa giggled and turned her camera so I
could see her licking her lips. "What's up with you? Are you jilling
off?"

    "Huh?" I panted.

    "You slut!" she laughed. "Getting off on my robot's dick, huh?
Hold on...I gotta get rid of the evidence. Put your dick away, Berto
Boy! and go recharge or something."

    "Alright, Theresa," he agreed.

    "What are you..." I stared as the camera all of a sudden showed like
a quarter of the cup filled with sperm. It was whitish grey, sorta,
and it looked thick and gluey as my friend swished it around.

    "It's all protein!" Theresa said and then she drank it!

    She just poured that sperm into her open mouth and even though
Theresa was holding her phone like totally the wrong way, I could
still see it! My best friend was eating sperm, swallowing noisily and
even licking the cup clean afterwards!

    "That stuff is seriously good, Kimmy," she told me and then burped
and giggled. "Did you cum?"

    "I don't know," I barely said. "I don't...think...so."

    "If you did you'd know," Theresa decided. "You will Friday, I
swear! I'm gonna watch you go insane, girl!"

    "Oh God!" I closed my eyes trying to imagine doing stuff like
Theresa did with her robot. She fucked him!

    "Theresa?" her mom's voice sounded muffled. There was some
knocking and then her camera got all jiggly and turned off suddenly.

    I hoped she wasn't gonna get in trouble and most likely Theresa
wouldn't, unless her mom found that spermy cup! That made me frown
cause if my friend got busted I wouldn't be able to go to her house
Friday! That would totally suck! Oh man, I thought, I hope Theresa
wasn't in trouble. I wanted to get my pussy licked bad! I wanted to
try fucking too, God! That had to be crazy good! But what if it hurt?
I was a total virgin!

    She was right about cumming too, I knew that. Theresa always knew
more about sex and stuff than I did, probably cause her dad was a
minister, like I said. I'd never cum in my life, not yet, but I could
get close, I thought. I could get it so my pussy felt really good, my
tits too, like aching and hot, and my tummy trembled, you know, on the
inside. All I needed was something to push me over the edge, but I
didn't know what. A thought, or a touch, maybe just a word whispered
in my ear would do it. A robot would do it for sure!

    I needed something and I was naked on my bed, having undressed as
fast as I could after Theresa had hung up her phone. My door was
locked and anyway, I knew my parents wouldn't bother me. Mom would let
me sulk and Dad wouldn't have a clue what to say, so he'd avoid me
completely. I didn't care. I was stretched out on my bed, totally
naked and just touching myself everywhere. Sex. God! I didn't know why
I liked thinking about that stuff, but I did.

    I liked to play with my boobs, my nipples mostly, and pretend
someone else was doing it. They weren't really big or anything, but my
nipples were puffy and pink and they felt so good when I pinched them
just right. I pulled them, like hard too, so that my breasts were
pulled out in soft, pale cones and that made my pussy itch.

    So, I'd have to let go of my tits, one of them anyway, and slide
my fingers over my flat tummy, down to the soft sorta fatty place
above my slit. It was soft and round and I don't know why it felt good
to touch myself there. I mean, it wasn't anything but the place
between my tummy and my pussy, but it felt so nice to rub. And then I
could feel my hair, just some peach fuzz really. I didn't even get
hair under my arms or anything yet and the hair on my pussy was just a
little bush of blonde right at the top of my slit mostly.

    I liked to play with my pubic hair, which is weird, yeah. I mean,
I liked to do stuff like comb it with my hair brush and wish I had
more. I didn't want like a big hairy cunt or whatever, but some more
hair would be cool. I'd like to trim it into a heart maybe, or
something cool like that. Something kinda sexy that nobody would know
about except me and my boyfriend, even though I didn't have one yet.

    He'd play with my pussy and tell me it was pretty. Kissing it
maybe and pinching my pussy lips so he could pull them apart. They
liked to stick together for some reason and I wasn't very big down
there. My slit was short and narrow and deep, like if I didn't play
with myself? My pussy just looked like a crease between my legs.
Everything would be tucked nice and tight inside, until I played with
it. Until I worked my fingers up and down my slit, licking them to get
it wet a little. I'd dig my thin lips out and split them with my
fingers.

    "Hmmm..." I sighed and my little clit was hard and peeking out and
she'd just learned that trick. I'd felt her buzzing before sometimes,
but I never knew what it was until Theresa told me and then showed me
hers. Her clit was longer than mine, but still pretty small and pink.
My clit was tiny and I could cover it with my thumb, sorta pressing
down on it and rubbing it around slowly. That felt way good and if I
was ever gonna cum, I figured it would probably be while I was doing
that.

    But like I said, I could only get so far and then those good
feelings would just...Stop! Not go away, but not get any better, you
know? It was totally frustrating sometimes, but even then I had to
admit it felt good anyway. I just wished I could have felt what
Theresa was always telling me about. She said she went sorta crazy
when she was cumming. Like it was the rapture and Jesus was taking her
home, but I didn't know about that stuff. My parents weren't ever much
for church or anything. I wanted to cum so bad and I was so close,
but...

    I seriously needed a robot!



To be continued...

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