"Place your fingers inside me now, honey," I panted. "I want you to feel me cumming in your hand. I'm close, baby. Don't stop."
Juliette inserted the middle and forefinger of her right hand into my slit, and I shifted my hips down until her knuckles pressed hard against my opening.
"Uhnn!" I groaned. "Yes, that feels so good, Juliette! Fuck me with your fingers while you suck my love button. I'm going to cum all over you soon."
When Juliette began thrusting her fingers in and out of my snatch and bending them so the tips rubbed against my G-spot, my climax quickly washed over me.
"Yes, Juliette!" I screamed. "I'm cumming! Feel me cumming on your face and fingers. Oh—Goddd!"
As my pussy clamped down over Juliette's fingers, I suddenly gushed the huge build-up of lubrication inside my pussy all over her sweet face, in a series of long hard spurts. I placed my hands behind her face in fear that she might think something was wrong and stop touching me at the worst possible time. My powerful contractions continued for almost a full minute as I writhed and moaned like a wounded animal on my bed. When the contractions finally stopped, I flung my arms to the side of my body and collapsed, exhausted onto the bed.
Juliette lifted her dripping face from my pussy and looked up at me innocently.
"Did you like that, Jade? Did I make you happy?"
I lifted myself back up into a sitting position and placed my hands beside her head, pulling her close to me. I kissed her passionately, swirling my tongue inside her mouth, tasting my juices inside her.
"Yes, sweetie," I said, pulling back and peering into her eyes. "You've made me very happy. You're a very good student."
"And you're a good teacher," she smiled. "I want to learn everything I can from you so I can become real lady."
I held Juliette's face in my hands again and kissed her all over her face. She no longer felt or seemed at all like a robot to me. She just seemed like a sweet, new...lover."
"You're already more of a lady than ninety-nine percent of the real humans I know," I said. "I feel very…close to you. Now I want to make you feel happy. Lie down while I return the favor. I want to touch and taste you everywhere also."
Juliette paused as she pinched her eyebrows together.
"But...I can't experience pleasure and sexual climax like you can. Most of my clients only want to—"
"I'm not one of your clients, remember? We're friends now, lovers. Let me at least pretend to give you pleasure. Concentrate on what I'm doing and think about how it made me feel when you did these things to me. You said that it makes you feel happy when you know you're making me feel happy. Channel those happy thoughts while I make love your body."
"Yes, Jade," Juliette said. "I think I know what you mean. Make love to me. I want to know what it's like for a real woman to feel pleasure like you do."
"Lie back then and just relax. Talk to me like I did when you sense or remember something I'm doing as feeling pleasurable. Feel me...loving you."
"Yes, Jade. I want to feel your love."
I placed my arm behind Juliette's back and gently lowered her onto the bed, then I lay on top of her and kissed her softly.
"You're beautiful, Juliette," I said. "In every possible way. I love..." I paused, stopping myself from saying the unthinkable. "Making love to you."
As I continued kissing Juliette, rolling my tongue inside her mouth, she began to moan softly. My pussy pulsed again, and I felt a dribble of lubrication leak down over our thighs.
"Do you l
ike that, sweetie?" I asked, lifting my head and peering into her eyes.
"Yes," Juliette said. "Please don't stop."
My mouth stretched into a wide grin and I lowered my head to her lips again. I kissed her for many long minutes, savoring the texture and moisture of her mouth, running my tongue between her lips and her teeth, probing every square inch of her. Juliette moaned and purred in approval with each adjustment of my lips and tongue as she pressed her mouth firmly against mine.
I could have kissed her all night long, but I was eager to feel and taste the rest of her. After a few minutes, I raised myself up and began kissing my way down her body. When I got to her plump breasts, I squeezed them between my hands, marveling at how realistic they felt. Unlike other fake boobs I'd felt, these had a natural shape to them and they moved freely on her chest like real breasts.
"You have magnificent breasts," I said, staring at her melons like I'd never seen bare tits before.
"Thank you, Jade. I like yours too."
Part of me wanted to just squeeze and play with her stack for the rest of the night, I was so enamored with them. I'd always fantasized about making love to Christina Fredricks with her full figure, and here lay her buxom avatar directly underneath me. But I was mindful of treating her like a sex toy, realizing that most of the men she'd been with had probably fixated excessively on her tits.