Ford Finally Loves His AI, Jaymie

"Ford Finally Gets to "Love" his Holograpic A.I., Jaymie"

"Your room is right under ours on the ninth floor," Veritas instructed the elevator to stop at floor nine. A couple of seconds later, the glass doors opened to an expansive room that should be reserved only for royalty. "This is the room for high-rollers who spend millions on our products, but as you know, that won't happen for at least another week. Now that you are occupying the room, no one can take the elevator to the ninth floor unless you okay it," Veritas told him as the lights in the room illuminated. All four sides of the room were glass, and he could see lights from other buildings miles away.

"This is amazing," Ford, said looking out at the desert view dotted with twinkling lights as if he were in another galaxy gazing at the stars.

"This is our VIP room, all 10,000 square feet of pure heaven. Jaesa is in the room below you. When you want to go to sleep or need privacy just tell Archytas, and he will black out the windows to the percentage of argon gas you wish, and the double panes will fill up with a smoky color," Roxane told him as she walked over to the window next to Ford.

"Veritas and I wanted to thank you before you left for Cuba and Madagascar for what you are doing to help us. We know a lot of this is not your forte, but Jaesa and SAL like you a lot and protecting them, and Professor Reynedropolous is going to be a huge job. We would like to offer you a head security job if and when you ever think about leaving Virginia."

Ford was floored looking at her like a Boxer dog with that infamous head tilt, wondering if this was real or not. Someone pinch me, I must be dreaming.

"You can thank Thyra, Veronica, and mainly Jaesa for this next gift."

Now Ford was very confused. Is it my birthday? I don't think its December.

A chair in the corner of the room next to a floor lamp was covered entirely in red plastic. Ford didn't think much of it as most of the motif of the entire building was shades of red mixed with beautiful silver and gold. The room itself was comfortable on the eyes and not flashy at all.

Veritas walked over to the chair as Roxane put her hands over Ford's eyes from behind him. "Are you ready?" Veritas asked Ford.

"Uh, I guess so," he said like an over-anxious child waiting to open his packages under the Christmas tree. Listening intently, he heard the zipping of a pull cord, the type used to open sealed plastic containers pulled and unzipped as the plastic over the chair was rolled up or folded by Veritas, Ford assumed, hearing the plastic crinkling.

"Okay, are you ready?" Veritas asked him.

"I was born ready," Ford told her, laughing.

"Alright, buddy, open your eyes," Roxane told him as she removed her hands from his face.

Ford's eyes almost popped out of his skull as he looked at the woman sitting in the plush rose-colored chair with her eyes closed. It was Jaymie, and she was a complete woman. "You have got to be fucking with me," Ford said with his jaw on the floor. "Holy shit," he said, walking over to her, standing in front of her. Ford ran his fingers over her soft face and black hair. "How much is this costing me?" he asked, shaking his head in awe.

"Nothing," Veritas told him, "this is our gift to you for helping us out."

"Is she alive?" Ford asked.

"Remember how I told you to shut them down? Do the same to turn her on," Roxane told him. She and Veritas were all giggly watching him interact with Jaymie for the first time.

"I cannot believe this," Ford said as he put both his index fingers behind her earlobes and pressed down for thirty seconds. Jaymie opened her eyes and smiled at him. Cherry red lipstick and dark mascara made it difficult to turn away from staring at her. Wearing her cutoff jean shorts and a tank top, she stood up and put her arms around him. She planted a kiss on his lips, and he reciprocated with an even more prolonged kiss. "I don't know what to say," Ford told them, staring at Jaymie as if she were the only thing that existed in the world. He turned around and awkwardly hugged Roxane and Veritas.

"We just hope you two have a long and happy life together. That's why we do what we do," Roxane told him proudly.

"What about the Robokopias being down for the count? Is she trustable?"

"Absolutely," Veritas told him, "she is the very first fourth-generation model off the line with the integrated VESVA function. Her soul or consciousness can never be compromised because her C-BLSE chip runs throughout her body in her blood. Besides, Jaymie does not use the Wardenclyffe Towers for communication. She uses the internet for updates and diagnostics. We are upgrading our current Blade servers and installing new Fusion servers in the Towers for the new models. You are never going to want to leave the house."

Jaymie walked over to Roxane and Veritas, thanked, and hugged them.

"Take it easy on him, Jaymie. He has simulator training tomorrow in Cuba," Veritas said, smirking.

"I will try my best," she replied.

"If her A.I. is here, who is watching the house?" Ford asked.

"That is another great thing with the Gen 4 models. Their A.I. still protects the house when she leaves. Once she returns home, her physical model takes over again."

"I need a beer," Ford said, shaking his head in awe.

"Let me get some drinks," Jaymie told him, "so we can toast to a new life and a brand new me." She slinked over to the bar swaying back and forth in her short shorts, hoping Ford would see her in action. She was right; he could not take his eyes off her. Veritas and Roxane were pleased with their handiwork. Jaymie brought Ford an ice-cold frothy beer and the three women a glass of wine. "Here is to a brand new world and a new life with my man whom I have loved passionately for the past four years. Let the real spanking commence."

All four of them clinked glasses, laughing as Ford told Jaymie, "I love you so much, baby. This is such a great surprise," he spanked her on the ass cheek as requested. She jumped playfully, giving him her infamous wicked evil grin. "Well, after all this time, my hand finally connected," he told her, smiling. The girls downed their wine, setting their glasses on the bar. Jaymie filled her glass up once more.

"We have to grab a couple of winks," Veritas nodded to Roxane as she followed her to the glass doors of the elevator.

Ford saw them to the elevator and hugged both of them again as if they were his parents, and they just bought him a brand new Cruiser. "I cannot believe this is happening. Thank you two so much. You don't know what this means to me."

"You are more than welcome," they told him.

"Oh, and don't worry; the entire building, floor by floor and room by room, is soundproof. Please try to have a little fun, you two," Veritas told him as she and Roxane left via the elevator, ascending one floor up to Rox's suite.

"Do you realize this is probably our Honeymoon?" Ford asked Jaymie as he swigged an enormous gulp out of his glass of beer.

"Yes, I do, and I think once things settle down in the world, we might talk about a more serious union," she told him, sitting on the end of the bed.

"I agree wholeheartedly, baby. After I get back, we will discuss it in detail. Is that okay?"

"Absolutely," she told him with a smile a mile wide, "Would you like to see all of me?"

"Holy crap, yes please," Ford said, almost shouting, sitting in the rose-colored chair taking another swallow of beer.

"I guess that's a big yes," Jaymie said, giggling as she walked in front of him, looking down at him with gorgeous olive-colored eyes set on sensual. Reaching around the bottom of her tank top, she lifted it above her head and threw it at him. He grabbed it and inhaled her scent. Her breasts were as perfect as her A.I., perky, and just the right size for him. She smiled as she wiggled out of her jean shorts, letting them drop to her feet.

Using her toes like fingers, she gripped her shorts, laying them on his lap, rubbing the bulge in his jeans. For a man who was exhausted, he was wide-awake now. Turning around, she gave him a look at all of the tattoos. Stopping at her backside for his viewing pleasure, she touched her toes and arched her back. She asked if he saw anything different. She flashed all of her tattoos in neon color for him lighting up the entire room with a myriad of colors. Ford squinted as he finally saw what she was talking about below her neck between her shoulder blades.

"My name has replaced Mr. Weller's. Wow, very nice." Setting her shorts and shirt on the floor, Ford motioned for her to sit on his lap using a finger tap on his knee. Jaymie put her arms around his neck and sat down on his lap.

"Can you guess what I have for you?"

"There are more surprises? No, what do you have?" he asked her, kissing her ear and playing with her hair.

"I have embedded VESVA function, and I think you are going to love it."

"I keep hearing about that. What exactly does that mean?"

"Would you consider yourself an average male?"

"No, I am above average."

"Are we talking in all categories?"

"You bet baby doll," he told her, grinning.

"Thank you, Ford. I am entering data into the VESVA subprogram―checking internal input and output diagnostics for prime sexual experience. I am finished calculating, and I would like another glass of wine before I heat up. Would you like another beer?"

"You never have to ask me twice, darlin'."

"Duly noted and logged," she told him as she headed for the bar, "VESVA is an acronym for 'Voluptuous-Sexualis Enhanced Stimulation and Vibrating Auto-Adjustment.' In other words, my lady parts take over; adjust to your size or any size you wish. Then the inside of my vagina warms up, lubricates, contracts, squeezes, and grips and does not let go until we are finished. I vibrate at a hypersonic rate of speed when you are ready to, well, you know. All of these functions are independent of my body and controllable by your voice only. You can even add more powerful features to VESVA with the conversion kits here at Robotica Incorporated."

Great, she's a saleswoman too. Ford's eyes were twice their size at that revelation of her inner workings as she handed him another frosty beer. She sat down on his lap again as they toasted to a new beginning with a long sensual kiss.

"Hold on to your wine," he told her as he picked her up, as one would carry their bride over the threshold, he swept her into the bedroom, setting her down gently on the bed. "I am going to make you squeal, baby."

"Ford, I am not sure if I have a squeal-mode."

Unzipping the fly on his jeans, Jaymie stuck her hand down his pants. He moaned as the warmth of the flesh on her hand met his huge, hot, throbbing shaft of manhood. "You like that, don't you?" she said, stroking his veiny shaft as slow as she could while teasing him. Her thumb ran over the tip of his bulbous head, coaxing his pre-juices out as he stuck his tongue down her throat.

"Oh my GOD―Fuck, yes, that feels soooo good!" he moaned with half a scream.

Jaymie pulled his pants down, and he was sans underwear as always. Flipping over and turning towards him, she opened her mouth wide, stuck her tongue out, and asked him to fill up her throat while he continued to get undressed. "Yes, ma'am," he told her as he inched forward towards her hot, wet, waiting, orifice. His huge throbbing cock bobbed up and down. She chased it as it bounced with her wide-open mouth, before finally sucking his massive head in between her lips like a vacuum.

"Wow, you have got be like what, more than nine inches, baby, holy fuck! Oh my God," she said, mumbling while she licked around the rim of his cock head with dripping saliva, "you are sooo big, and your cock and balls smell sooo good! I love that musky man smell so much." Sliding under his ass face up, she took each of his balls in her mouth and sucked on each one making sure to roll them around with her tongue. He pushed down on the back of his hot cock, rubbing the bottom of it all over her chin. She inhaled deeply, taking in the beautiful scent between his asshole and his testicles.

"Holy fucking shit!" he yelled as his legs got weak. Ford's body was shaking, and his breathing was heavy.

"I am going in baby, hold onto my tits, and pinch my nipples," she told him as she forced the pointy tip of her wet tongue into his hairy puckered asshole. Rimming and probing his orifice, she spread his ass cheeks apart so she could get deeper inside of his hot hole. Ford dripped precum all over her throat while he sat on her face. Tweaking her nipples with the tips of his fingers, he rubbed his ass from his puckered hole to his balls all over her mouth. She begged him to sit on her mouth and let her suck out his asshole. He squatted down, and Jaymie began to open his asshole even further with her tongue, twisting her wet tool up and down, back and forth into his wanting opening.

"Fuuckk me, baby! He yelled as he spurted a small amount of creamy white cum all over her perky tits. "Wow, I think I just came a bit! Holy shit!"

"Ooh, you really liked that, didn't you baby?! Jaymie asked as she grabbed his cock shaft. Turning around facing his monster cock, she put him back into her hot mouth. Scooping the cum off her chest, she used it to jack him off while she stuck the tip of her tongue inside his cum slit, sucking out whatever was left of his sticky sweet man cream. "Damn, your cum taste so good! I need more in my throat."

"Oh, fuck, yes, don't stop!" I have never cum like that before, that was nice, baby."

Both of them moaned, but Ford was moaning louder than he ever remembered in his entire life. She looked up into his eyes the whole time she stroked his shaft with her lips and throat as he grabbed her hair, pulling on it.

She pushed herself off him, "force me and pull me as much as you want baby I was made for rough sex. You can't make me gag, but I will if you want me to." She grabbed him by the balls, kneading them gently as she put him back inside of her mouth, taking him all the way down her throat. He was grasping at her head as he screamed aloud. She moaned and begged him to finish in her mouth. He yelled at the top of his lungs as he grabbed her shoulders and pulled him towards her forcefully.

She cried out an "Oh, yeah, that's it, baby, yes, fill up my mouth with your wonderful man cream!"

―as he unloaded pump after pump of hot thick sticky cum down her throat and into her mouth. She continued stroking him slowly as she cleaned him off with her tongue. She opened her mouth filled to the brim with his sticky dripping cream and swallowed all of it down, licking her salty lips. Scooping up the overflow running down her chin, Jaymie pushed it back into her mouth with her fingers and licked them clean.

Smiling in ecstasy, Ford dropped to his knees, spent. Unbeknownst to him, playtime was not over yet. He had a permasmile on his face as he kissed Jaymie on the sticky lips. She continued to stroke his shaft slowly as he dripped his remaining sweet and salty liquid onto her tongue. Turning around on the bed, Jaymie pushed her beautiful tight ass in the air, slowly wiggling it back and forth.

Ford was suddenly taken back as Jaymie yelled, "Fuck me like the whore I am! Make me squeal like a slut and force your cock into my hot holes! I want to edge the head of your cock with my tight holes and tease you sooooo bad!"

She told him, shouting with excitement and pleasure in her voice as she spread her vagina with both hands opening her now dripping slot. He tried to catch his breath as he watched her on the bed. It was too much for him as he stood up and ran the head of his cock around the rim of her hot hole. She moaned aloud, begging to be spanked before he stuck his entire cock inside her. Ford had to slow his breathing and stop shaking first. He let out a "holy shit. You are hot!" while trying to catch his breath.

"When you want me to go into VESVA mode, just tell me, Ford, or I can do it on my own if you are not available to speak," she told him, giggling. "Normally, it is right before you blast another load into me. You won't be disappointed," she told him as he spanked both cheeks of her ass with both hands. She reached underneath herself and rubbed her engorged clitoris. "I am going to cum baby," she told him as she rubbed herself harder, "keep spanking me, please! Fucking spank me harder!"

Squatting down, Ford licked around her steaming hot lips as she continued to rub herself harder and harder. Each time she moaned, he spanked her harder. He spanked her hot little hole as well. Jaymie screamed aloud, almost causing the windows in the room to break as she gushed beautiful cream out of her steamy hole. Ford was waiting there to lick it up as it dropped all over her black pubic hair. He grabbed her fingers and sucked them dry, taking all of her cum inside of his mouth. She grabbed his hand and stuck two of his fingers inside her hot pussy.

"Pump me with your fingers, baby! Stick your thumb in my asshole and wiggle it around! I am going to cuuummm soooo gooooddd again!"

She instructed him while she continued to rub her clit. Moaning and screaming, she spanked her clit, raising her perfectly shaped ass in the air, arching her back even more. "Fuck me harder, I'm cumming!" she yelled as he penetrated her asshole and pussy at the same time in rhythm with her jolts of electrical spasms running down her spine to her moist dripping hole.

"Ahhhhhhhhh, my God, I am such a fucking cock slut! I was made for fucking, and I love it soooooooooo much!"

She screamed as more of her love juices gushed out of her pussy. "Quick baby, pump me hard with your cock!"

Ford was never this hard in his life. He didn't have to be told twice as he shoved his throbbing cock inside of her wet hole up to the rim of his head in one fell swoop. His huge head jabbed at her hole hard while Ford squeezed her tight ass cheeks. He loved the feeling of abusing her overheated cunt. Ford wanted so bad to unload inside of this goddess of sex.

"Oh my God, it feels so fucking good, baby!"

He yelled at the amount of pleasure he was feeling with just his head inside of her. "Shove the whole thing in baby, c'mon, and hurt my hole! I am such a fucking cock whore!" He jabbed and thrust his entire huge cock inside of her all the way to the hilt. She screamed in ecstasy as she begged him to fuck her as hard as he could. Sweat dripped off his entire body as he pumped her as hard as a jackhammer in rhythm with her wishes. Jaymie knew he was close to the pleasure and ecstasy of a lifetime, so she went into VESVA mode on her own.

Her vagina began to heat up ten more degrees, and her pussy lips clamped around his shaft tighter and tighter as did the inside of her hole. The interior of her hot pussy hole started vibrating. Slowly at first and then she turned up the juice on him. He was breathing so hard she knew he was close. She told him to stay still. Her entire vagina began pumping him on its own as it stroked him all the way to his balls and backed up to his head. Her vagina would wait on the edge of his head, now leaking precum like crazy, and quickly stroke back against his muscular pelvis. His sweaty balls banged against her clit, making her moan and coo in pleasure each time her dripping honey hole stroked his thick veiny shaft.

"This is fucking amazing!" he yelled out, screaming.

"Cum inside me, baby, shoot your hot sticky load into my hot wet hole! I need your cum inside me sooo badly! Fill me up inside, oh baby, I need it bad!"

She begged him as her vagina did all of the work for him.

He grabbed her ass cheeks with his fingernails, followed by a roar as he buried his hot seed inside of her hot pussy. Her vagina worked faster and faster as it milked him of all of his cum. Spent, again, he dropped to the floor covered in sweat. Jaymie jumped down off the bed, put his cock inside of her mouth vacuum sucking all of his juices out of him, cleaning him up. She crawled over him and stuck her tongue down his throat.