A thousand light years from home aboard the Vermillion, a large ringed space station, I stood watching out the wall-sized window of my 50x50 foot living quarters. Beyond the Tube, the central axle connecting the rings together like the axle of an ancient horse-drawn cart, spun another ring like the one I inhabited, eclipsing the white dwarf beyond.

My phone in my pocket vibrated and chimed, and I quickly took it out to check the message: Your appointment begins in 15 minutes. You may now enter Suite 1's changing room. Enjoy!

I read the brief and impersonal message. I never really cared for the clinical and corporate style of the Space Navy's automatic messaging, but not much a young officer could do to make our auto messages more unique and fun. But with no more hesitation, I returned my phone and left my living quarters and started down the empty hallway. Fortunately for me, the early shifters were mostly still asleep, and I greeted more AI droids than living humans. Instinctively, I knew nobody would know where I was going, and nobody would care even if they saw me enter the Suite. But insecurity caused me to look both ways before swiping my microchipped hand over the square chip reader on the door before the sliding door opened to let me in and then sealed behind me.

I entered a small office where I took off my shoes, socks, and uniform, hanging the jacket and pants on a hanger, placing my socks in my shoes, and leaving them under my hanging officer's uniform. In nothing but black gym shorts, the waist string tied snugly, and a white T-shirt, I swiped my hanging again on the next door, and entered Suite 1.

The room, dubbed Pleasure Bay 1 by the personnel ranking high enough to use it, was as corporate and cold as one would expect. It had a queen-sized bed, large glass shower in the corner, and a waist-high table about three feet wide and five feet long with wooden cabinets underneath the top. I looked around for a moment before walking across to the far wall where a number of person-sized lockers were built in to the wall. A green light gently flashed over one, and I scanned my hand on the door's microchip sensor. The white door, flush with the wall, raised like an elevator door, revealing a female android, eyes closed, wearing a black and red cheerleader uniform trimmed in silver.

Her eyes slowly opened, revealing her ice blue pupils as she smiled gently.

"Nice to finally meet you, Officer Winkler," she said quietly as she stepped through the storage door, and I stepped back in amazement of how lifelike she seemed. No uncanny valley, no robotic voice or movements, just a perfectly lifelike voice and appearance.

"Don't be nervous, Tyler," she continued. "Can I call you Tyler? Or should I use 'Officer Winkler' instead? I hear many of the higher-ups are quite tightly wound," she said and smiled.

"No, uh, Tyler is fine," I responded nervously, though I did find the irreverence quite charming. The irreverence should not have been shocking, since I was allowed to choose the personality when designing my... sexual amusement, for lack of a better term.

Her appearance, too, should not have surprised me. Height, hair style and color, skin color, bust and butt size, genitalia, and all other minutiae were my decisions. She stood a touch shorter than me at 5'7", with shoulder-length blonde wolf cut hair, a pear-shaped body with small breasts and large butt, and a slightly tanned (and, I assumed at this point, with no tan lines) skin. This would be my 'companion' for at least one year, and then I would be allowed to choose a new model if I would like (though, at the moment, I couldn't imagine an upgrade being possible). The clothing, the cheerleader uniform with matching shoes and black socks, could be changed monthly (obviously they would be cleaned and, I assumed, repaired, more regularly).

"OK, Tyler," she responded as I looked her over. "Since this is our first time together, do you have any questions?"

"How sentient are you?" I asked nervously. "What am I allowed to say? To request?"

"I am sentient enough to complete your desires. You do not need to worry about offending me or hurting me. I am able to think to the extent I need to fulfill my duties to you. But am I truly alive like a human? No. I am a program installed in a human-shaped package. I retain memories of our time together only to serve you better in the future, but none of them are accessible to anyone. What we do together will not be known to anyone but you, unless you are unwise enough to tell others yourself. That, I know you know, is against protocol.

"You are allowed to request anything of me you desire," she continued. "I am able to be sexually used like any human woman. You have fucked one before, right? A real woman?" she teased.

"Well, of course," I huffed and blushed.

"Then you know what to do with me," she responded playfully and gently pushed me against the wall, looking up in to my eyes. "Should we get started before we run out of time talking?"

Before I could answer, she dropped to her knees and began slowly untying my gym shorts. She smiled as the bulge in my shorts grew.

"It's bigger than I expected," she admitted as she fondled me through my shorts and looked up at me. "Can I take your shorts off?" she asked as she gripped the waistband.

"Y-yes, please," I begged nervously, looking down at her lustful gaze.

She slowly slid them to my ankles, revealing a mostly erect 8-inch penis. She gripped it with one hand and gave it a couple of tugs before wrapping her lips around it, causing me to lean back on the wall and whimper, "Oh god!"

Removing me from her mouth, she looked up while taking my penis in her hand and slowly stroking it, and asked, "You like it?"

"Y-yeah. I wasn't expecting your mouth to be wet."

"Human mouths are."

"Yeah, but you're not human."

"It's a water-based lube. My ass and pussy have it, too. Wanna feel?" she teased and stood up, turning her back to me and pressing her ass against me. She took my left hand and guided it under her skirt and in to her panties. "You feel it?" she asked seductively as my hand slid over a wet pussy.

"Yeah."

"Now feel my asshole," she demanded as she stepped forward and bent over. My right hand slid in to her panties. I took my time touching her ass cheeks before running my middle finger down her ass crack to her wet hole. "Ohhh, you're an ass guy," she giggled as she wiggled her ass.

"I might be," I tried to tease as I slipped my other hand into her panties and squeezed her ass with both hands.

She stood back up and backed her ass into me, pinning me against the wall. My hands slowly moved around to hold her hips before moving to her bare belly and finally up under her top. Her hands moved up to mine as I gently squeezed.

"You know, you never gave me a name," she whispered.

"What about Carmen?"

"Is she a cheerleader you dated? Or just had a crush on?" she asked, pressing her ass against my naked erection.

"I didn't date much in school," I answered, pushing myself against her butt.

"Carmen looked like me, didn't she?"

"Yeah."

"What would you have liked to do to her?"

I stepped out of the shorts wrapped around my feet, turned her to face the wall, and got down on my knees, facing her ass. I pushed her skirt up and kissed the back of a thigh before rubbing my face over her ass, still hidden behind her panties. I pulled her panties below her ass and gently kissed and licked each ass cheek. She whimpered a bit as I ran my tongue up her ass crack. My erection throbbed as licking her made me more horny.

She gasped as i spread her ass and licked her hole. My hands moved to her thighs as I pressed my face deeper and licked harder. She arched her back and moaned, and I reached for my still lubed penis.

"No, don't jerk off. Put it in me!" she begged.

I pulled my face out of her cheeks and stood up behind her. Guiding her by her hips, I walked her to the foot of the bed, still neatly made up with a bluish gray comforter and two white pillows.

"Oh!" She gasped and giggled as I slapped her ass and playfully pushed her onto the bed. She crawled to the pillows and began to roll over to face me.

"No," I ordered and began crawling over her. "Roll over."

"I didn't expect you to be a dom," she joked as she rolled on to her belly. "You seemed too timid earlier to be so bossy!"

"I'm just so horny that I can't control myself. And your ass is so hot that I gotta have it," I answered lustfully as I straddled her and rubbed myself between her ass cheeks. I moaned a bit as I rubbed myself against her.

"If you need it so bad, fucking put it in me already," she answered.

"Who's being bossy now?" I asked as I lined my tip up with her asshole and gently pressed against her.

"I'll quit being bossy when you fuck me! Please, I want it!" she begged.

I slowly and gently pushed my tip, still wet from the lube in the android's mouth, inside her and pulled it out, the tip now slightly wetter than before. I entered again, slightly farther, moaning at how amazing her tight ass felt before pulling out again. I stroked my dick a few times to move the lube her ass provided all the way up my shaft before placing myself against her hole again. I gently pushed in again, this time pushing halfway in.

"Ohhh fuuuck!" she moaned into her pillow as I pushed myself in. I began pulling back again but left my head in before pushing in again deeper, causing her to moan again. With the next stroke, I gently and firmly pushed myself all the way in, causing another moan into her pillow.

I leaned forward, bracing my hands on the bed, and whimpered gently behind her ear, "You feel so fucking good, Carmen!"

"Mmm, it's hot hearing you say my name," she responded lustfully.

"I bet your hot fucking ass will make me scream it," I teased.

"Oh, fuck, please do!" she begged as I lifted up and began another gentle but firm thrust.

In and out I moved, my rhythm slowly increasing in speed and force, causing us both to moan and whimper. My hands pressed on her back as I neared orgasm, her tight ass causing unbearable pleasure all up and down my dick.

"Oh, god! I'm so fucking close, Carmen. Oh god you feel sooo good!"

"Yeah, fuck my ass. Cum for me. Fucking cum in me. Cum in my ass!" she demanded. Her dirty begging helped bring me to the brink of orgasm. I leaned down and put my hands under her and slid them into her cheerleader top, which had no bra underneath. I squeezed her small tits as I bounced on her ass with my hips.

"Oh my god! Oh god!" I whimpered loudly as my orgasm began. "Ooohhhh god!" I almost yelled as I emptied myself with final thrusts and squeezed hard on her tits. I slowly pumped until the orgasm subsided and I began to grow soft.

I released her tits and rolled beside her as Carmen pushed herself up and got off the bed.

"I didn't expect you to have such a vocal orgasm." The android smiled as she looked down at me.

Without giving me a moment to respond, she continued: "You probably weren't told, but the sex androids with female genitalia are programmed and built to squirt. If you have another round in you, I can show you as you clean my ass out in the shower."