Flaring up(Jeff and Dewey from Fitch)

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 All good things had come to an end and in the case of Earth it seemed like it had come to quite the end , a solar flare having hit the planet several years back and completely destroying most of the planet on impact. There was little time to get to safety as the world only had seven minutes of warning before the wrath of the sun was upon them,  with you having got lucky as you were driving at the time, allowing you to get to your workplace to hide out. Those who weren’t underground were killed on impact and going out in an attempt to see if anyone else had made it was also impossible due to the fact that the UV levels were enough to completely shred you from the inside out, leaving you stuck in what was once your workplace forever.You did, however, have companionship despite everything as your dog was in the car with you when you got the alert which meant that you always had him roaming around to remind you that other biological life existed other then you although the other companions that were stuck with you were a lot more robotic.

Since the lab was a robotics lab, you had managed to salvage two robotic companions out of what was left behind before the flare hit, leaving you with a pair of women who called themselves Dewey and Jeff. Dewey was the less humanoid of the two of them, the woman driving around on wheels and having a camera instead of a face although she was a lot better put together then Jeff was. Jeff was cobbled together out of whatever  you could find laying around the building, the women being mostly shellless parts and even those that came with shells were dirty and ragged. Still, Jeff did her job well enough and she was able to venture out into the wasteland and recover things to help you to survive although you still couldn’t help but feel somewhat lonely despite it all.

Currently you were reading a book that you had probably read ten times before, resting in what was once the offices staff room and what was now your kitchen, several cans of salvaged food resting on the table. Right now you were alone with Jeff taking care of your dog and Dewey running around and fixing what she needed to fix around the building,  no doubt doing so with the precision you came to expect from her. As you read the novel you would find yourself wondering about the two machines, noticing that the two of them had been asking more and more questions about the old world. You figured that this was because they had never seen the world outside when it wasn’t a wasteland with you telling them anything they could have wanted to know, something they were thankful for.

You’d shake the thoughts off and quickly went back to reading your book, turning the page to read that the protagonist had just gone to sleep with a woman, one who was moaning up a storm according to the writer. You’d read into the sex scene more and more, glancing around the words as you felt a heat hit your chest, feeling as it would slowly creep down across your chest and to your crotch, your member straining against your trousers somewhat. You’d try to ignore it as you kept reading,lounging back in your seat as you would feel the throbbing in your nethers would grow more and more intense.  A few more moments later you’d realise that it was throbbing way too much for you to ignore, letting out a groan as you would move your hands to your trousers.

You undid your belt and threw it down to the side of your seat, leaning back as you moved your hands to your trousers, peeling them down across your legs and feeling as the cold would hit against your skin.  You glance up to see if there was anyone in the doorway before you would slip your underwear down your legs,your erect cock bouncing out of the restraints of the fabric it was trapped in,a groan escaping your mouth from feeling it be freed. You would get comfortable in your chair, resting your back against the edges of the chair, spreading your legs slightly as you moved your hand to your cock, closing your eyes. You wrapped your hand around your member, imagining the woman that you had just read about before you heard something, your eyes opening as you glanced to the door to see Jeff standing there.

“What are you doing?” She asked as you would, your eyes glancing around for a moment before focusing on her head. Her head was one of the few things on her body that had a shell, consisting of an orange oblong and a pair of mechanical eyes, one being placed on either side of her long head in a way they looked almost like goggles. Your eyes then moved down across the rest of her body, moving down her neck to see the exposed wires, hydraulics and motors that made up most of her body. Your eyes then moved past her torso, seeing the metal slab that kept her upper half together followed by the series of hard drives rolling down where her ribcage would be on a human being. You glanced at her admittedly bare-bones waist of which only consisted of the scaffolding needed to keep her legs in place, the two limbs exposing their hydraulics due to the lack of casing. Finally you glanced at her arms, the woman’s upper arms having dirtied shelling running across them, the woman’s hands consisting of a mixture of motors and metal draped in a leathery material.

“Oh god, Jeff! Why didn’t you knock?” You asked as you tried to fumble with your underwear , pulling them back up so you could maintain some decency.

“I’ve never had to before.” She said calmly as she walked into the room. “So, what were you doing then?” She asked, sounding somewhat curious. You considered not telling her and just brushing her off but then you figured she would just keep asking you the question, letting out a sigh before you spoke.

“I was… releasing some stress.” You said, the words sounding slightly pained as they escaped from your mouth.

“By touching your sex organ?” She asked, pointing at your cock as she would do so.

“Yes, it’s how humans used to relieve stress before the flare happened.” You explained as she stared at you for a moment with wide, unblinking eyes.

“Do you want help with that?” She asked, looming over you as she kept staring at you, a silence moving across the room as you tried to figure out what to say to the determined robot. “I have always been curious about your organ ever since you told me about it. It would be nice to get some hands-on experience. Maybe Dewey could help?” She enquired, the woman’s mechanical body creaking somewhat before you responded. 

“I don’t think Dewey needs to kn-“

“What was that?” Another voice said before you’d look to the door to see that Dewey has just rolled in front of the door, the quadrupedal robot staring at you as your eyes moved to its camera-like head, seeing as the two mechanical eyes focused on you somewhat, the woman’s shell having dulled in colour with time. Your eyes moved down her short, thin neck to the main body, the metal rectangle that made up her torso being much more blocky than Jeff's was, a small coat of what was once fluorescent green fabric leaning against the middle of it. You then looked over to her arm, the once shining metal having dulled with time and a single claw resting at the end of it, the claw being made out of a black plastic that made it glisten somewhat in the light. You then looked at her legs, the woman’s limbs being thinner yet more maneuverable than her counterpart, a wheel resting on the outside of each limb, metal stumps that she could use as an alternate form of movement being stuffed inside of her limbs.

“Anon needs help with destressing, Dewey.” Jeff explained as the wheeled robot would drive between your legs.

“Well, we can certainly help with that!” Dewey responded as she would move her head upwards to stare at you from between your legs.

“Are you sure you two really want to do this? You ain’t gotta if you don’t want too.” You asked, the two women nodding at you before Jeff would go to speak.

“Of course, we’re always happy to help.” Jeff said as you decided that you might as well give the two robots what they wanted, a slight sigh escaping your mouth.

“Alright, fine. If you’re wanting to help so much you can help.” You said, the two robots seeming happy with themselves as you pulled down your trousers again, the two women watching as your cock sprung out of it.

“Excellent! And I must say it looks great up close!” She said as her and the other robot moved closer before she stopped, her head moving to stare back up at you. “So, how does this work then? It wasn’t really in our training data.” The machine said as you sat up in your seat.

“Well, usually we wrap our hands around it and stroke it. Sometimes we even massage the balls if there’s another person doing it.” You explained, the robot nodding contemplatingly.

“Ah, I understand now! In that case I shall handle your organ and Dewey shall handle your balls!” She said eagerly as she got down on her knees, the other machine moving out of her way smoothly. “Now, let’s do this then, shall we?” She asked as you nodded, the bipedal woman proceeding to move her hands over to your member, hovering around it for a moment as she tried to intuit what to do with your cock. After a few seconds her hands drifted upwards and downwards, one hand now being much higher than the other as you heard the motors in her hands hum. Suddenly the woman's hands drifted towards your member , her palms hitting against your cock before her fingers wrapped around its trapping you in her embrace.

You groaned into the air as you felt her leather-like skin around your cock, feeling every ripple and intent within it as her fingers twitched, the pleasure being proceeded with the hum of her mechanical body. After a few seconds of cradling your member in her hands she would start to move her hands somewhat, the woman only moving them up a centimetre or so before going a couple centimeters backwards. Despite the small movements it was more than enough for pleasure to start drifting across your member, moans travelling through your throat as Dewey watched as the lewd display. You then watched as her own claw arm would move across the air,the claw splitting apart into its individual parts before hovering under your balls and cupping them in her plastic grasp.

The resulting sensation was a different but by no means less pleasurable than the feeling running across your cock, the smoothness of the plastic contrasting with the ruggedness of the leather. She would also take a lot less time to spring into action then Jeff did, the digits clasping around your cock gently before she began to move the claw around somewhat, making the digits increase and decrease pleasure at random times. As a result the pleasure across your balls was both relaxing and strangely thrilling, each movement being enough to make your head drift backwards somewhat. “How are we doing, Anon?” Jeff asked, a moan escaping your mouth as you shot her a thumbs up, the woman nodding her head in acknowledgment as her grip tightened.

“Excellent!” She said as the woman started to grow more adventurous, her upper hand started to move up to your tip before they’d plummet down to hit the lower one with a somewhat light thump.  The woman also began to move her fingers, letting the tips trace down the edges of your member whilst the joints ground into her, the woman adjusting herself somewhat as if to make sure she could keep her balance. Dewey took notice of this, looking up at the patchwork woman as if to analyze her before she turned her head back to your balls, starting to massage them even faster. This increase in speed also meant her technique changed, her “palm” rubbing she pushing onto your balls,the smooth feeling making you grunt as she shifted the weight of her claws from ball to ball.

You’d sit back and close your eyes, letting your arms hang over the side of the chair as the two would pleasure you, the many feelings around your cock mixing together into a pleasurable miasma. You’d then feel as Jeff began to push her palms further onto your cock, making it so you felt her leathery skin pushing against your member in all of its cracked, folded glory which made the pleasure around you even more intense. “I noticed that you seem happier when we go faster! Shall I go even faster for you?” Jeff asked as Dewey would pay attention to your response of which was a simple nod. You didn’t see the robots reactions but you imagined that it was a happy one, even if they couldn’t express it due to the lack of facial expressions.

That’s when you’d feel the two of them start moving faster, the larger woman now moving with so much force that she was moving across all of your length, your pre catching on her palm before she smeared it all over your cock. This would lube you up which made her move even faster, feeling as she would pull her palms backwards across your member as she would do so which only increased the pleasure you were feeling.  Meanwhile Dewey would continue to massage your balls, the woman's claws kneading and rubbing against your veins, the meeting point of the digits dragging across the bottom of them. It was at this point where you opened your eyes to see the women kneeling before you, their metal hands drifting in the air as you got closer to orgasm.

A few moments later you’d feel a throbbing sensation appear on your cock, the feeling of your member pushing against the leather making you groan out into the air even more than beforehand. Then the pressure started to appear, starting at the tip of your cock as a barely noticeable sensation before it would slowly become more and more intense, getting to the point where it fused into the pleasure. You’d attempt to keep a grip of your orgasm for as long as possible, your teeth gouging marks into your lips as the robots waited for their reward for such hard work. Eventually it would get to the point where everything got too much for you, an elongated groan escaping your mouth as you began to cum inside of their mechanical grip, the two of them watching intently as it occurred.

The first ropes rocketed out of your member and fell upon Jeffs chest, a few beads of white falling right onto her hard drives as the second volley would shoot out and splash across both of the machines. More and more ropes would escape from your member, the pearl ropes landing on their dull silver bodies, staining them slightly as you felt your orgasm grow closer and closer to its peak. Soon that peak was reached, a massive amount of cum spraying out of your member and covering both of their faces, a particularly sticky section landing on one of Dewey’s lenses, smearing across it. After that your orgasm would stop, the ropes winding down in both speed and intensity before they would suddenly come to an end, the last couple of  drops falling out from your member and onto the floor.

You’d sit there for a moment,panting to yourself as you rested against the edges of the chair, sweat dripping down the side of your body as you would look down to see the two machines 

hadn't let go of your cock. “It hasn’t gone limp again.” Said Dewey, the machine running her digits across your balls before Jeff interjected.

“Hmm, maybe we haven’t released enough stress yet?” The machine asked itself,staring down at Dewey for a moment before staring back at you. “Say, Anon, want to go again? I don’t want you to be left here all stressed out.” She asked as you recovered from your last orgasm, thinking for a moment before you decided you may as well relish in the first bit of pleasure you had managed to have in years.

“Sure, let’s keep going.” You responded , the two robots perking up when you spoke.

“Great!”  The machine said before she began to move her hands once again, this time making it so they were brought to the same speed that they were before, the pleasure quickly overwhelming you, pre starting to leak from your tip once again. Dewey would also start moving once again, the claw moving slightly less fast then she had done before although still fast enough for it to make an impact. The sensation of Jeffs hands changed somewhat, your cum and ore having soaked into her leather,making it so the material was both smoother and heavier, making it so the cracks and wrinkles were more pronounced. You’d also begun to change how you were sit as it was clear you were going to have to brace yourself somewhat, sitting up and moving your hands so they were clutching the arms.

The assault on your member would continue , the combined pleasure making you gasp out into the air as more and more sweat beaded  across your skin, the machines working your member as effortlessly as they did any other task. As you groaned you’d hear the sounds of their motors running and their joints clicking, contrasting with the lewd, meatier sounds that were coming firm your crotch as a result of their movements, finding the sounds almost relaxing as they continued. Suddenly you’d feel as Dewey would start to speed up, the quadrupedal woman staring up at Jeff as if to challenge her, a slightly annoyed sound escaping from the woman's speakers before she would also start to go even faster.

This would become the start of a competition between the two women of who could pleasure you the most, the woman’s  limbs quickly speeding up at you sat there and let the pleasure wash over you. It would get to the point where the edges of Jeffs arms began to blur in the air as the leather slathered itself across your member, the pleasure growing even more intense as  more pre soaked into her hands. Meanwhile Dewey was moving around your balls wildly, kneading them quickly but gently, the woman flipping out her unwheeled feet in order to make sure she didn’t roll away. “You aren't going to win, you know!” Jeff Said as the other robot did not respond, too focused in its work to care as Jeff would move her focus back to your member,speeding up.

A few minutes later and it would get to the point you were sure they were going as fast as possible, Jeffs limbs vibrating somewhat as they moved around, the woman’s hands grinding across your cock eagerly. The woman’s fingers also traced around your member, the tip pushing against the veins and the glands, the machine making sure she hit the areas that made you twitch the most. Meanwhile Dewey would keep massaging your balls, doing the best she could do despite her non-human biology, the two women staring at you, their emotionless faces seeming almost loving. More and more pre sprayed out of your cock, dripping out and smearing across your member, drops flying around the place as you got closer and closer to cumming all over the machines.

That was when you felt yourself start to throb against their grip once again, the throbbing feeling even more intense then beforehand, pushing against the leather covered metal as you would then feel as the pressure appeared. You’d then feel as the pressure appeared across your member, now appearing across the entirety of your cock instead of just at the tip although the sensation started off lighter then when it was localised in the tip. The pressure grew rapidly, growing more and more intense until you could feel it running down the entirety of your cock, the sensation soon becoming unbearable. A few moments later and you couldn’t take it anymore, a groan escaping your mouth as you began to cum all over them again, the robots eagerly awaiting their glazing.

This orgasm was even more powerful than the first, the first bundle of ropes spraying in both directions, hitting both of the women in the head, the thick drops falling down onto the floor as more and more escaped. More and more ropes would cover the metal that comprised the two of them, dripping down it with some even getting into the motors, a slight churning sound escaping from them both as your orgasm reached its peak. That was when a massive bundle of ropes escaped your cock, the feeling taking your breath away as you covered their mechanical faces with your cum. After that your orgasm came to an end, the ropes growing smaller before they’d stopped, your cock starting to go limp as Jeff let go of your cock, Dewey getting in an extra grope of your halls before she moved away as well.

“Well, it seems like we did a good job, eh Anon?” She asked with you just responding with a nod and a thumbs up as you tried to fill your burning warm lungs with some cold air.

“I suppose that we should leave you to relax, shouldn’t we?” Dewey said, Jeff nodding as she got herself up off the ground, stumbling backward slightly before she began to walk away, leaving you to rest in your chair. Meanwhile the two robots would go back to roaming around the lab, being mostly silent before Jeff looked down at Dewey, her eyes focusing as she would stare down at the wheeled machine.

“Dewey, did you know that human females have holes in which the male sex organ goes into?” The machine asked, the other machine looking up at her with confusion running through her circuits.

“I did not, Jeff.  Why are you telling me this?” Dewey responded as she kept sensor contact with the woman.

“Well, I know that they sometimes built robots with holes like that? I was thinking, maybe when we go out salvaging, we could take a trip to one of those labs and install them. It would be quite the way to thank Anon for taking care of us for so long.” She explained, getting lost in it for a moment before she looked down at you. “Does that sound like a plan?” She asked, the other machine thinking for a moment, letting the tension simmer in the air.

“Sounds like a plan, Jeff.” She said, the two robots figuring you’d never see what was coming by the time they got those holes installed, walking deeper into the lab as they discussed how they’d go about thanking you when the time came.