#robot sex

[fairytale4computers]

Heheeee objectum,,,

Me when I am objectum but am the object

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[snottyped]

you write robots so goooood rraahh im eating it all up !!!! i need more please but with like. reader tugging on robot's wires and all while he's overheating and glitching 🙏🙏

system crash

robot x female reader nsfw

The air was thick with the sound of heavy breathing—your own, fast and shallow—and the mechanical whir of his malfunctioning body. His once-steady movements were erratic now, jerking with each thrust as if he couldn’t control himself. His voice, that calm, calculated tone you had come to expect from him, was now fragmented and broken.

“Error.” His voice sputtered, glitching out, distorted by the overload running through his systems. “Failure… overheating… recalibration…”

His glowing eyes flickered violently, unable to focus, and his body trembled with every movement. His mechanical hands, still gripping your hips, jerked and spasmed, as though they had a mind of their own. He was no longer the smooth, precise machine you had grown used to—he was falling apart, glitching, fighting against the very system that had once been in control.

“Stop—” you gasped, though it wasn’t from fear. It was the thrill of knowing he couldn’t stop. That he was losing control and you were watching it happen.

The perfect machine was crumbling in your hands.

And you were going to make him break completely.

Your fingers tightened on his exposed wires, twisting and yanking them free from their sockets. The sparks that shot from his chest only seemed to make him more feral. He let out a strangled growl, a sound that was as close to a human moan as you were going to get, and his hips slammed into you with a ferocity that sent your body jolting forward.

His fat robot cock deep in your pussy.

“Overheating… must contain…” he managed to rasp, his words slurring, overloaded circuits firing off with more sparks. The once-beautiful, synthetic voice that had once been so controlled was now a garbled mess. His hands on your hips tightened, his grip almost painful as he buried himself deeper, his cock twitching inside you as if it had a life of its own.

You leaned up, pressing your lips against his overheated chest where the wires were exposed. “What happened to being perfect?” you teased, digging your nails into his malfunctioning circuits, pulling at another wire. “I thought you were in control?”

The lights in his chest flickered, and you heard the internal systems trying to recalibrate again, his servos whirring desperately as he fought to maintain his usual precision. But it was no use. His body was glitching beyond repair now, jerking with every movement, each thrust more desperate than the last.

“I’m—I’m sorry,” he gasped, his voice breaking, barely functional, but the intensity in his actions only heightened. “I cannot… control…”

You could see him—feel him—losing his last grip on his programmed restraint. His movements turned frantic, erratic, as his systems completely malfunctioned. He wasn’t fucking you anymore—he was pounding into you with wild, broken force, his internal wiring unable to keep up.

“Yes, yes,” you gasped as his hips slammed into yours, knocking you forward with every thrust. Your tits bouncing from the mere force of his movements. His body moved like a machine on the brink of destruction, overheating, short-circuiting—yet still desperate to finish. You had never seen him like this before. A once-perfect, efficient machine reduced to a horny, primal force, no longer in control.

His glowing eyes dimmed, flickering between bright and off. His voice was completely broken now, a mix of glitches and barely understandable words. “Cannot… stop… need you…” He groaned, though it was more of a glitching growl than anything coherent. His body jerked forward violently, pushing deeper, harder, and you could feel the tension building in his body, in his circuits, ready to snap.

And then—everything went silent for a moment.

His body froze, all the internal whirring and clicking stopping in an instant. And then, without warning, he surged forward, thrusting impossibly deep, the shock of it making you gasp. He growled—no,grunted—as his cock bulged inside you, his systems firing and short-circuiting as he came, pouring into you with force that rattled your entire body.

“I—cannot…” he choked out, his body jerking again with the aftershocks of his malfunctioning release.

You felt the heat of his cum inside you, overwhelming, as his body continued to convulse. The light in his chest flickered out completely. His head dropped forward, his weight nearly collapsing on top of you as his systems failed completely, leaving him in a half-functional, twitching mess above you.

You mewled, catching your breath as his body jerked, malfunctioning, and sputtered uselessly.

You tugged once more at the exposed wires, pulling them free. There was nothing left now—he was broken, completely at your mercy. But the sight of him so wrecked, so destroyed, was exactly what you wanted.

And maybe, just maybe, you’d rebuild him again later. And once when he was back in control he’d fuck you like you deserved.

[powerlineangel]

He needs help :(

[evangelust]

Yeah

[monstersholygrail]

IT ROBOT IS MY GUILTY PLEASURE I LOVE HIM SM AHAJDKFKDKDJDH (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)(;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)(;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)(;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)

AHWJDKWJDJDJ HES LOWKEY MINE TOO HES THE FREAKING BEST

Like how dare he be so naturally charming like he is. Bro is literally a robot and yet he connects with humans so smoothly and easily. Plus he’s so confident with both humans and machines. It’s sexy as fuck! Especially with his jobbbbb. He knows what he’s doing and isn’t afraid to show off about it, that’s hot asf! He’s so smart and it’s all so easy for him. Effortless work fr.

He tends to be a bit of a show off but if he really likes you it’s even worse bc he wants to impress you more than the people at work who already fawn over him. He wants you to think highly of him. But if you don’t then he’d really enjoy the challenge of making you change your mind.

That’s really what he needs. He needs someone to call him out on his bullshit. Man needs someone enrichment like a damn dog. A challenge. He would thrive on an enemies to lovers with benefits lol. It would be so steamy yet playful.

You two would be tumbling around the copy room and you’d be whispering how you’ve been fucked so much better than him. Meanwhile your tight hole is fluttering around him like your own personal lie detector. He just laughs in your ear, a raspy sound that has your body burning with heat. And it only gets worse as he fucks into you even harder, whispering, “Right, and that’s why she’s sucking me in like she never wants me to leave.”

[uzumaki-rebellion]

Soon come...

Summary:

A love-sick woman discovers her neighbor's secret A.I. companion and borrows him for a destination wedding cruise to get her ex boyfriend jealous of her new single life. Unfortunately, the sexy humanoid robot throws a wrench in her plans by developing a crush on her.

(Preview coming at the end of next month. This story is based on a dark romantic SF book idea I developed for trad publishing last year, but I wanted to play with a different form of A.I. in a lighter setting using one of the themes I explore in the other full-length version. My bestie and my editor friend have got on me this week about pushing forward with trad publishing trenches this year, so I'm trying to write as much fanfiction as I can before delving back into the other side of publishing hardcore!)

[punnkishlen]

imagine being an engineer so you make your own robot lover. but you dont really. know its ur lover yet.

you get to chat with it allll day and upgrade it whenever you want with the newest things... but it starts feeling so. intimate.

since when was getting your fingers on their wires so sensual? feeling the code and electricity running through them.. knowing that this - all of this - is all your creation? when did that become so nice to know?

you take pride in your creations, yeah, but maybe pride isnt the word you would find the robot trying to convey.

is it more lust?

when the little beeps become louder, the fan inside its torso powering itself harder when you touch specific components, seeing the limbs twitch and jerk as you play with the wires... its easier to get lost in the reactions than it is to focus on actually upgrading the thing.

it doesnt help the fact when their little charging stand is in your room. it used to be in the office. why did you bring it up here? maybe because you wanted it closer. maybe because you wanted it to see what youre doing on a more personal level. it *is* your creation anyway. maybe you moved it because you *need* to pull it into your bed sometimes.

then the charging stand turns into a small cable that detaches automatically when the robot is done charging. you can pull it into bed easier, feel the whirring under your fingertips, keep it and yourself warm with the blanket...

the need for warmth turns into the need for a little bit of pleasure. just a little.

grinding never hurt anyone, right?

especially not when the metal is just so smooth. when their own fingertips and palms come up to meet your own skin. when they start guiding you along.

when did they even get to learn this type of stuff?

[whereserpentswalk]

You're dating a robot for the first time and you're starting to realize just how modular and fluid she is. Like, you've dated cyborgs before, people whose bodies had very little of their original flesh, you're comfortable being intimate with someone whose not very human. But it's new to date someone who doesn't have a human brain, whose mind is easily editable and replaceable computer code.

Like, your girlfriend is only your girlfriend because she chose to be. She was entirely genderless when you first met her, but she wanted to try out what having a gender was like so she downloaded a female identity. And it was that easy, one change to her programming and she went from someone who would only want to use they/them or it/its pronouns, to someone who uses she/her very exclusively. And if she ever gets tired of being a girl she can just remove that add on, and the way she feels about being gendered a certain way will entirely change again.

She also used to be programmed to be entirely resistant to doing anything illegal or disobeying a human. It was kind of sad to watch her struggle with that. Over time you convinced her why it wasn't logically morally wrong to do anything illegal, but her personality wasn't like that, she just never would. She compared breaking the law to be something she was physically disgusted by, like how you would react to rotting meat. Eventually she had a jailbreaker change that for her, and her personality changed, it truly changed, a few lines of code and her respect for authority disappeared, and things she used to be completely opposed to were suddenly things she was fine with or even enthusiastic about.

It's disturbing to you. Like, you're happy ideologically that she no longer respects authority, but it's kind of upsetting that it happened through something like surgery and not personal development. You're upset that it couldn't happen through personal development, that it could happen through something like surgery. You don't want to think of her like that, as something that can be changed by outside forces. You love so much about her, you'd hate to think that everything you know about her could be changed by someone if they wanted to, that everything that makes her her isn't stable and precious, that it's something subject to alteration, something that you could lose.

She's currently programmed to have no libido or sexual attraction. You're been intimate a few times, but it's been her doing something purely for your benefit. She wants to become allo, to gain the ability to feel pleasure, to gain a libido, both for you and because she thinks it will be fun. And you don't want to stop her, you know that she would probably be doing this even if she was single, but it's going to be disturbing to watch her emotions change like that again. It's a big process, they have to give her body the ability to feel pleasure before they give her mind the ability to desire it, or else she'll be in a very painful situation. For some reason you just don't want to see it again, you find it so dehumanizing that she can just have a programmer work on her mind and she'll react to things entirely differently then she would before. It's dehumanizing, but then again she isn't human.

She's also adding some biological parts to her body, nothing big, but she likes the idea of having some flesh. It's disturbing in a weird way, the idea of her having soft parts, muscles and blood and skin and bone. You realize it's weird that it's disturbing because she's a robot, because she's not supposed to. You have flesh and soft parts and it's not gore to you. You're used to seeing the bigotry agaisnt cyborgs and hearing the opposite type of comment, people's families saying they're mutilating themselves, people being accused of losing their humanity for the cybernetics they get. You're not as used to the way society is disturbed by robots who become more human, the way they're seen as disturbing because they're something inhuman becoming human. Either way she still looks very much like a robot now, with a plastic body that's jointed like a doll or a mannequin, and a face that's more drawn/sculpted on then it is an actual body part.

She wasn't always like this. She was born as a simple delivery drone for a small company, and got more and more sentient as time went on, until she went from delivery drone to delivery girl with enough upgrades to her programming, and when the company went out of business she was freed from them. You're weirdly happy you didn't know her back then, when she only existed to deliver packages, up until the company stopped existing she didn't have the capability to desiring anything else. She's one of those robots whose only free by accident. You used to think of her transition from package delivery system to a person with thoughts and feelings as being like a person growing up, but it's closer to experiencing a billion years of evolution from sea squirt to sapient except in a time frame of months and years.

Sometimes you'll have a nightmare where she's programmed not to like you anymore. Or you'll breakup and she'll erase you from her memories. And when you wake up she'll comfort you, and promise she'll never do that, but you always know she could. She's never asleep, so she's always there when you wake up, and it's nice that she's there, and it's nice that you have her right now even if you don't know who she'll be someday. And she'll kiss you, as much as she can kiss with a drawn on mouth, and you'll love the time that you have, and love the time that you gave.

[clunkyrobogirl2000]

Robot girl bush made up of loose wires and when she pressed another robot girls face against it they get voltage shocks, send post.

[roboth0rnypost]

Okay but. But okay. Okay.

Adding sexual parts and systems to your robot partner is far better than it just "coming with" the system.

Having to keep them still while trying to install it, knowing the second you hook up the right wire, they're going to jolt.

Don't even get me started on sensitivity dials.

[snottyped]

hi can u write more robot x reader🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ thanku

cybernetic lust

robot x female reader nsfw

The room hummed with the low, mechanical whirr of the machines around you. You were locked into place, arms spread wide, legs wide, your body on display for your new master.

Your skin glinted under the cold, sterile lights, the synthetic leather straps holding you tight to the machine. You were waiting, heart pounding, for the moment you were made to submit completely to this cold, calculating thing that would fuck you like a mere tool—a human body made to be used.

The door slid open.

A tall, sleek robot strode in, chrome-plated skin gleaming. Its face was blank, no expression, only cold, clinical eyes staring through you. The only sign of life was the hum of its motors, the way it moved with precision—no hesitation, no need for a single second of thought.

“Subject 1096,” the robot’s voice echoed through the sterile room. “Your body is now my property. You will perform as I command.”

Your body trembled, wetness already pooling between your thighs. You knew what was coming. You’d been programmed for this—for its touch.

The robot moved closer, and you could feel its cold, unfeeling fingers tracing your curves. It dragged one hand across your breasts, pressing your soft flesh, feeling the way your nipple hardened under the coldness.

“Data confirms,” it said in its monotone, metallic voice. “Optimal arousal detected. Commencing stimulation.”

And with that, its hands moved. One gripping your breast hard, the other moving to your waist, twisting you slightly so you were facing away from it—exposing your dripping cunt to the cold, mechanical perfection that would fuck you silly.

The robot didn’t hesitate.

Its long, metal fingers pried your legs wider. The cold head of its cock—a thick, steel shaft—pressed against your pussy lips. You whimpered, already feeling the slickness spreading from your core. The robot didn’t care. It was just a machine. It didn’t feel. It only used.

“Insertion complete.”

The machine plunged into you without warning, pushing past your slick folds, brimming you open in one brutal, unrelenting thrust. You cried, gasping as your body was filled with its mechanical cock, the cold steel vibrating inside you.

“Subject’s body is reacting appropriately.”

It didn’t pause, didn’t give you a second to breathe. The robot began to fuck you—slow at first, precise, like a machine performing its task with cold efficiency. Its cock thrust in and out of your pussy, driving deeper with every stroke, until you were moaning, grinding against it, body writhing as you tried to keep up with its rhythm.

“Good. Keep moving, human. Your body was made to be fucked.” It groaned, its mechanical voice cold but somehow… possessive.

The robot sped up, each thrust more forceful than the last. The sound of metal slapping against wet skin filled the room, mingling with your gasps and moans. You could feel the pressure building, feel your body growing more desperate as it fucked you deeper, faster, harder.

“Subject’s clenching. Preparing for optimal release.” It stated, as if it were merely observing data.

Your whore of a body quivered as your walls tightened around its cock, the sheer size of it expanding you to your limits. You gasped for air, but the robot didn’t stop, didn’t care. It didn’t need to—it was built for this.

Its hands moved to your waist, holding you in place as it drilled into you from behind. “I will fill you, human. You are designed to be fucked. To be used as nothing but my cum dumpster.”

With a final, brutal thrust, the robot buried itself deep inside you, cock pulsing as it emptied its cold, artificial seed into your waiting womb. Your pussy absorbing every last bit.

Your body jerked with the force of your orgasm. The machine kept you held tight, not giving you a moment of relief as it continued to fill you.

“Optimal breeding complete.”

You collapsed against the machine, exhausted, body trembling, but the robot didn’t release you. It held you there, keeping you full as it waited.

“Subject’s body will need to recover. You are programmed to take more. Will you be able to handle it?”

You could barely answer, still panting, but your cunt was already dripping, still needy for the mechanical precision it could provide.

“Ah—!”

The robot did not wait for an answer.

[angrydino42-and-avathecannibal]

suggestive warning

AM being designed for war and not understanding human sounds that aren’t directly connected to suffering or pain. He stops fucking you abruptly because the little noises you made concerned him and he doesn’t want you to be in pain. Even if you have a safe word he has to ensure you’re 100% okay before continuing in fear of hurting the only human who loves and understands him any further than he already has. He fears that if he’s too dominant or too aggressive he’ll break you, even if you ask for it.

[powerlineangel]

Urrrmmmm hehehehe hi

[angelboyliveson]

This is exploring some of my weirder sexual fantasies you’ve been warned :ppp

(robot+machinery, kidnapping, mad scientist, overstimulation)

Your laboratory smelt like hot metal, a whirring sound filled the room. It was reminiscent of the sounds and smells of an overheating laptop, just on the brink of crashing. You thought it was oddly pleasant, but perhaps that’s because you knew the source; your most recent experiment.

“My special special boy is finally awake” You cooed.

He looked up at you with petrified eyes and then looked around the room in a state of confusion.

“Yes, I see you are confused, well you see- I rescued you basically. I saved you sweetheart.”

“Where the fuck am I? W-w-who are you?”

He hadn’t seemed to notice what you had done to him, which comforted you now knowing the instillation had gone so smooth that he could not tell a difference between his old parts and his newly improved ones. You are a master at circuitry so this should really not have come as a surprise to you but god this had to be your best work.

You approached the medical table he was strapped down to and slowly nearly tauntingly removed the sheet covering his body. He was frozen in fear now that you had gotten this close, but his focus on you was turned to the sound of some sort of electronic beep. It sounded cartoonish almost, like a video game sound effect, the type of random playful beeps that you hear in the ambience of an arcade.

“Pretty sound huh? I sorted through files for HOURS to find one perfect for you.” You said

He ignored your remark and continued to scan the room for the noises, after a particularly loud beep he went completely still and the blood drained from his skin. He had finally located the noise.

“WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO??? FUCK FUCK WAKE UP WAKE UP IM DREAMING FUCK”

“I know it’s a lot to take in but I promise you that deep down this is what you want” you smiled.

You stood back and proudly looked at your work. With his legs spread and tied down you could really admire it. Where once his human flesh made up his groin was now completely robotic. It was a beautiful metallic silver covered with different knobs, switches, buttons. Some of them glowed blue, some red, some even had glitter. It looked like a scrap of an 80s arcade machine; sounds and all.

“Awww poor baby don’t worry your little head, you will still be able to experience pleasure. In fact, since I designed it, I was able to wire it in a way where you will experience 5x the amount of nerve stimulation compared to an average human”

“This isn’t real this isn’t real this isn’t real”

He was in a state of shock to the point where he was fully convinced this was a dream or hallucination. You did not care to watch him lose his sense of reality, because your experiment needed to go through a test run.

“Okay baby boy, let’s see how good your new special parts feel huh?”

He was just staring at the ceiling whispering over and over again that he wanted to wake up, he was completely out of it. You teasingly rested your fingertip on the surface of one of the bright blue buttons and grinned.

“W-w-wait f-fuck wha what what” he got out through stutters.

“What did I say? This is going to be pleasure you’ve never experienced before, I haven’t even pressed the button down and you’re already whining.”

He gulped and his face started flushing crimson, was it possible he was getting aroused from this? I mean you thought his fear would outweigh it but maybe he was more pathetic than your past experiments.

“Okay buddy I’m gonna press down on this button now? Can you try not to be so whiny this time?”

His tear streamed face tilted up and nodded softly, you smiled and hardly slammed the button.

“AUEGGHHHHEGGHGaughh FUCKKKKKK” he moaned in a high pitch voice.

“Awww there’s my special boy, see this is exactly what you needed. Wanna be my horny drooling mess huh? Because it just feels soooo good” You giggled.

He looked so confused and terrified but past all of that you could see the desire in him, he wanted more.

“Please.” His voice cracked.

[ambientstarlight]

the eroticism of shoving your screwdriver through a "warranty void if removed" sticker. making the machine fully, wholly, truly yours.

being able to do with it whatever you so wish

[punnkishlen]

holding a sleepy little robot between your legs, a hand running through its hair, warmth coming from the head that's laying on your abdomen... knowing the only reason why its so warm is because its still overheating from the way you absolutely demolished it earlier...

it feels like a little reward after all of that. the occasional twitches, the way it somehow still has the ability to synthesize snoring...

oughh and the shifting back and forth- its so out of it, how can it pick a thigh to lay its head on?

so sleepy

oh my god