“I did cunnilingus on her.”
“What?”
“I kissed and licked and sucked her female parts to stimulate her. Usually, a female will orgasm just from that.”
“Oh,” Iris drawled as she felt a twinge of excitement in her own female parts. “What about you? How did you get pleasure out of that?”
“Giving pleasure to the female makes her juices lubricate her vagina and want me to put my cock in her. Then I pump it in and out of her until we both orgasm.”
“What’s orgasm?”
“The height of sexual pleasure. The male releases his seed into the female, and she squeezes his cock inside her. Done properly both male and female feel blissful and euphoric afterward.”
“Wow!” Iris felt a little breathless as she imagined doing it with Jolt. “That is way different than what happened to me—kind of like I was cheated.”
“I believe that’s minimizing a brutal assault. You were cheated, probably more than you realize,” Jolt said. “A brutish thug has made you afraid of the most enjoyable bonding experience between a man and a woman… If you ever see him again, tell me, and I will kill him for you.”
Iris gave a hollow laugh, a bit startled because she knew Jolt meant it. “I barely saw him the first time, and I’ve never seen him again,” she muttered. “It doesn’t matter. It won’t change what he did to me.”
“True,” he admitted. “Have you ever pleasured yourself?”
“What?” Iris stopped and turned to face him, her hand still firmly gripped in his. “Why would I do that? I don’t think I even know how.”
“Ask your tablet to describe human sexual practices. It may even have a demonstration. Once you experience the pleasure of orgasm or climax, it won’t be so frightening to think of sharing it with me.”
Iris was glad it was dark. Even with his enhanced sight, she didn’t think Jolt could see the color of her heated cheeks. Just listening to him describe how he learned sex from an android made her nipples tighten and her pussy clench with desire.
She knew Jolt could scent the wetness between her legs. The need to press her thighs together and press her hand against the flower of her sex was growing intense.
Perhaps that was why Jolt turned them around and headed back to the front entrance of the building. When they got back to their shared room, Jolt took her into his arms and kissed her. The kiss started as a gentle caress of lips, but it wasn’t enough for either of them.
Jolt softly probed between her lips with his tongue, and she opened for him, with a pleased little moan. As their tongues swirled together, she felt her sex pulsing to the beat of her heart. This was a desire for the pleasure that he had described, that he wanted to induce in her.
She believed that there could be even more pleasure than his kiss. Iris felt safe in his embrace with the warmth of his male body pressed against her. It felt so good, she didn’t really want him to stop even when she could feel his erection against her belly.
After he described what sex was supposed to be like between two people, she realized she wasn’t so frightened by the prospect as she was before. Finally, Jolt pulled away with a groan.
“It’s late. You should get some rest,” he murmured backing away from her.
He gave her a sweet smile, then turned and left while Iris stared after him. Finally, she went to the desk and picked up her tablet. She knew she wouldn’t sleep until she stopped that needy feeling at the juncture of her thighs. She felt pretty sure Jolt would be doing something similar since he had been the one to suggest it.
Chapter Eight
For a couple weeks, Jolt went out with his teams then shared evening meal and the evening with Iris. They ended each evening in a make-out session on Jolt’s bed, kissing and caressing until they were both aroused. He gradually took it a little further each time.
Although those sessions left him aching for release, he never took it further. He wouldn’t until he felt sure she was ready for that deeper intimacy. That day came a little over two weeks later.
Jolt sat on the bed, holding Iris on his lap and rubbing her back for a long time. The way she clung to him like he was precious to her, was soul soothing. A few minutes passed, and she pulled back enough so she could look into his eyes.
Her lips parted slightly, and she slowly leaned in to press them against his. At first, it was just a soft caress of lips brushing lips. Jolt held fast, letting Iris decide how ardently she wanted the kiss to evolve. He opened for her and was rewarded by a tentative caress of her tongue against his.
He let her make her claim, probing the recesses inside his mouth, swirling her tongue around his. As she pressed her mouth harder against his, Jolt tugged her t-shirt, untucking it from her pants. First, he gently rubbed his hands over her skin on her back as she gave him his turn to explore the inside of her mouth with his tongue.
Iris seemed to catch her breath in anticipation of his caressing hands finding their way to her breasts and her taut, sensitive nipples. She gave a pleased moan when his hands finally cupped and kneaded them against the wall of her chest. She moaned again when he flicked his thumbs over her nipples.
While they were still kissing feverishly, Jolt pushed up her shirt to bare her breasts. He disengaged his lips from hers to lean her back so he could take her nipple into his mouth and suckle it.”
“Jolt.” She moaned his name and clung to him, arching her back to give him full access.
