A.I.S.A.: An Erotic Sci-Fi Romance (7 page)

She nodded thoughtfully, “That is all true yes.”

He added, “You can be hurt, you can bleed, break an arm,
cry, fall in love, you have fingerprints, fears, joys, a beating heart with a
finite lifespan.  That all sounds human to me.  The catch is, if we
fight this, the media frenzy will be… huge.  You’ll be under scrutiny, and
possibly subjected to medical testing, psychologists, and many other things to
prove you’re what you claim you are.  And that’s just by us, the side
fighting for you.

“It won’t be easy, or fun, but Gerald is already pretty sure
he can pull it off, at the very least he can get an injunction against Tony
being forced to sell you until a ruling is made.  But it may get ugly,
popular opinion, racism, old fears of out of control A.I.s, all of that may
come into play.  You’d be exposing yourself to the world, they may lift
you up, or throw you down. 

“There is also a risk the government may step in and decide
an A.I. as free thinking as you are, is a danger, and at that point simply
being sold would be the least of your worries.  I’m sure your father has
had that thought, it would explain why he’s kept his ground breaking work
relatively hidden from the world.”

I opened my mouth and closed it.  I wasn’t sure, it
seemed like a big risk, but it also felt like the only option left, I didn’t
want to give up, so what else was there to do?  I wouldn’t decide for her
though, I may be the one that brought the case forward, but it would be her
that had to fight, all I’d be able to do is watch, support her, and maybe be a
witness.

Aisa took a deep breath and looked nervous, but when she
spoke her voice was decisive, “Alright, let’s do it.”

Paul nodded, “I’ll let my partner know, it will take time
for him to draw up the initial suit, so be patient for a week or so before we
contact you.  You’ll have the opportunity to back out one more time before
we submit the paperwork.”

I held Aisa close when we got back home, we cuddled on the
couch, she really looked miserable, and suddenly murder was looking like a
viable option.  Except of course, I’d be in jail and never see Aisa again,
and she’d probably wind up in a lab somewhere, so maybe not.

“You may want to contact your father, see what he thinks
before we give the final go ahead.”

She looked up curiously, “Why?”

I frowned, “Most likely your background will come out in all
of this, and whatever the courts decide will apply to your brothers and sisters
as well.  It will mean a lot more than simply fixing our life, it will
mean they’ll get birth certificates and freedom to decide as well.

“But it also means it’s a bigger risk, if people become
violent...”

She shook her head, “Do you really think that will happen?”

I shrugged, “I’d like to think not, that humans in this day
and age are too civilized, but the veneer of civilization will be wiped away if
people are afraid, and others filled with hate drive those scared people into a
frenzy with rhetoric and baiting words.  I honestly don’t know what will
happen.  It’s possible your father may offer to buy you back to avoid the
storm, or he may urge you to fight, for all your kind.  I don’t know, but
either way it affects him.”

She frowned, “You would sell me back to him?”

I reassured her, “Only if you agreed with the plan, and only
until after I got my divorce, then I could use the credits he gave me, or the
half I had left, and buy you back… assuming you wanted to come back.”

She nodded, “That sounds safest, I don’t know if he would do
that though.”

“Either way, let him know what’s going on.  Do you
think it’s worth the risk?  Then your money would really be your money,
and you could stay with me only because you truly wanted to.  You’d also
get a citizen’s pay, and have the right to vote, to drive, to own things of
your own.  You’d be free.  I’d rather not risk it, but I’m selfish
that way, I don’t want to risk you.  But… how do you feel about it? 
I’ll support you either way.”

She squirmed in my lap until she was sitting away from
me.  She stood, then crawled back onto me, this time straddling my legs,
she smiled and kissed me hard.

“Thanks, I’ll have to think about it I think, I’ll send a
message like you said, see what he says before I decide.”

She kissed me again and ground herself down on me, she
wasn’t usually so aggressive, but I was sure that I liked it, as I softly
caressed her waist and down over her hips with my hands, and then around to her
supple ass to squeeze her firmly.  She moaned softly and started to kiss
me more passionately and ground her center down against my hardened manhood
through our clothes.

I moaned into her mouth, and felt her pulling at my shirt,
and then it was over my head, and her hands roamed my chest and abs as she
started to rock against me.

She got up and started to strip slowly and sensuously, while
looking at me through her eyelashes with smoldering desire.  I unbuttoned
my pants and pushed them down, without taking my eyes off her.  She was
stripping, moving, and posing provocatively, and the look of lust in her eyes
had me as hard as a rock.  She finished stripping down and then sauntered
over and straddled me again.

She was already moist, the proof of it pinning my cock
against my stomach, as she stared into my eyes and started to glide up and down
it with her warm silken heat.

She asked sultrily, “Do you want me love, do you want to
stick that hard cock in me?”

I tried to say yes, but the feel of her moving against me
had me moaning incoherently.

She smiled knowingly and reached down and grabbed my length
as she hovered above.  I couldn’t help but lean forward slightly and suck
the pink puckered nipple between my lips, and tease it with my tongue.  We
both moaned, me into her warm firm breast, as she slowly impaled herself on my
long hard cock, as I nipped her nipple lightly with my teeth and sucked on her
breast harder.  My hands cupped, squeezed, spread, and kneaded her supple
ass cheeks as our bodies met.

I let her nipple pop out of my mouth, and claimed her lips
as she started to slowly rock, circle, and grind our bodies together.  The
silken friction of her sex felt incredible as she slowly moved me inside of
her, pushing against her wall in little circles, as she rose up slightly and
impaled herself.

She looked… so beautiful, so wanton, so sexy, as she rode me
for her own pleasure.  I didn’t move, and let her hit all the spots she
wanted to, leaving her in control for once.  It felt incredible for me
too, and I gasped when she hit her first orgasm, and her sex tightened and
fluttered up and down my sensitive flesh as her liquid silken pleasure washed
out all over my center and she silently screamed in ecstasy.

She deepened our kiss when she came down and started to move
up and down a lot faster, impaling herself wildly on my invading sex.  I
loved the feeling of her body moving against mine as she bounced up and down,
her supple firm breasts sliding up and down my chest, her nipples leaving
trails of fire on my skin.

She begged in a breathy sultry voice as she rode me even
harder and faster, “I want you to cum in me love, I want to feel you expand in
me, and fill me up.  Please, give it to me, give me your cum.”

The increased pleasure of silken friction, and her dirty
talk which was completely new, pushed me over the edge, hard.  I grabbed
her ass cheeks and squeezed, and pushed up hard into her three or four times as
I felt my balls start to boil in pleasure, then I buried myself and held her
tightly against me as I emptied into her.

She gasped, “Tony, yes, that’s what I want, give it to me,”
and she came undone above me, and I felt her tremble as she had the most
explosive orgasm yet.

Her hot sex squeezed and milked me hard, draining me inside
of her, and our liquid pleasure mixed.

When we started to come down, she nuzzled her face into my
neck, and kissed me softly.  Her arms wrapped around my body…

I asked softly, “I loved that… but what brought that
on?”  I added in a slightly teasing voice, “You know… so I can do it
again.”

She giggled into my neck, “So you liked aggressive slutty
Aisa as much as submissive Aisa?”

I shook my head, “I love Aisa, even when she refers to
herself in the third person, and I’m open to any bedroom games you might enjoy
my love.  It keeps things interesting.”

She sat back a little, and I was still buried in her, “You
do, do you?  That’s good to know.  I… unless my family objects I
think I want to be free, I want to be a citizen, with rights.  With my own
bank accounts, the ability to be a real couple in the eyes of the law, so I can
take care of things.  Unless my father objects strongly in fear of my
siblings, I want to do it,” she grinned and added in a harder voice, “Plus you
know, then that bitch won’t get my credits.”

She kissed me for a few moments, “When I decided that’s what
I wanted to do I… needed you in me.  It’ll probably sound silly to you,
but those thoughts made me want to… give myself to you again.  I trust you
with everything about me, and I know I’m safe if it doesn’t work, as long as I
get to stay with you that is.  I guess, I needed you to know my decision
had nothing to do with us, just the rest of the world.

“I’ll be yours, always yours, free or not by law.  I
guess what I’m saying is, even without the legal paperwork, you’ll still own my
ass,” she blushed and giggled.

I spanked said ass playfully and said softly, “Good, because
I’m yours.  Just curious but… that comment, about your cute sexy ass being
mine, does that mean…”

She snorted and slapped my arm, “Don’t push it.”

I grinned unrepentantly, “Just a thought love… just a
thought.”

Her eyes widened as I grew inside her and filled her up,
“You really want to do that, don’t you?  My god, you’re as hard as a rock
in me again just at the thought of it.”

She smiled naughtily and started to move again, in teasing
miniscule movements.

She said in a mischievously sultry voice, “You really want
to try that?  See if you could make your big fat cock fit in and stretch
out my very innocent tight sexy little virgin ass?”

I moaned at her words, and the visual I got, and my cock
pulsed inside of her, which made her giggle naughtily, but turned quickly to a
loud gasp as she ground herself against me.

Her teasing was driving me crazy, so I held her by her ass
cheeks and stood up, then walked to the end of the couch and flipped her over
so she was bent over the end, with her face in the couch cushion.

I grabbed her hips firmly, and pushed myself deep inside of
her heaven in one stroke.  She gasped in pleasure and pushed back against
me.  And then I started to drill her hard and fast, her body felt like a
soft moist silken paradise to my hard invading cock.  I angled myself in
an effort to hit her g-spot, and the way she started to buck and squirm I’d no
doubt found it. 

She mewled in pleasure.

“That’s it baby, cum for me,” I ordered.

Her scream of ecstasy was cut off as her sex gripped me
tightly, but I didn’t stop and kept taking her hard and fast through her
bliss.  I knew I wouldn’t last long taking her this hard, even for a
second round it was just too intense.  The feeling of the silken tight wet
friction while I slammed into her supple body from behind, while I watched her
aforementioned cute sexy little ass shake enticingly every time I speared her
hard, had me heading for the edge quickly.

But I managed to make her cum, squirm, buck, and cry out
once again in intense pleasure before I released my control and filled her up
to her approval.  When I came down, I lifted her up and cradled her in my
arms, she kissed me softly and wrapped her arms around my neck.

“Wow, remind me to tease you more often if that’s how you
react,” Aisa said, still shaking and twitching with aftershocks of pleasure
against my body.

I smiled, and carried her to the shower, I didn’t bother
telling her I wasn’t done yet, I figured I’d let her be surprised…

I knew Aisa was concerned about the future, and her
status.  I also didn’t feel all that great, I’d had her in name for a
couple of days, and already my fucked up life and ex was screwing with
hers.  I felt like I was failing to keep her safe, and was determined to
do whatever I had to make sure she came out okay on the other end.

Still, we weren’t miserable or moping, and if anything our
sex life had gotten spicier.  I’m no psychologist, but if I had to guess
we were living each moment as if they were precious, just in case.  Maybe
we were in denial, or just hopeful.  All I knew was I wanted to make every
moment with her count.  There wasn’t really much we could do about it
until we heard back from Gerald, Paul’s partner, or her father.

We didn’t expect a response from Gerald for at least a week,
but it was only two days after the court appearance when we received a rather
unexpected response from her father.  We were working on another A.I.
project, this one for a virtual reality only role playing game when I got a
popup window.  According to my A.I. there were a couple of people
downstairs to see Aisa.

“Honey, you know an Aida and Cal?”

Her eyes widened and she smiled wide as she said excitedly,
“Yes, my siblings.”

“Send them up,” I realized Aisa still only had guest status,
an oversight on my part, “And increase Aisa’s status for full house access,” I
turned to her, “Sorry about that, I should have done weeks ago.”

She grinned and kissed me, then raced for the door,
obviously excited.  By the visit I mean, not the access.  It occurred
to me then that she really didn’t have an assistant A.I. and could interface
directly, and I wondered what that would be like as I followed at a more sedate
pace.  I was honestly a little nervous about meeting her family, her
father had put her in my care to keep her safe, and I’d managed to fuck it up
inside two weeks.

“Are those names acronyms too?”

Aisa looked back at me, “No, I’m the oldest, and was
first.  After that he just gave normal names.  It wasn’t until he
realized I was more human than A.I. that his focus changed.  He actually
had been intending a new kind of A.I. that would eventually be mass produced
and marketed, but like you he decided it would be tantamount to slavery. 
He actually offered to change my name… but I liked mine.”

That made me curious about a couple of other things. 
Like how many siblings did she have, but we were out of time just then. 
The door clicked open as Cal and Aida walked up.  I stood back a little,
not wanting to intrude in her reunion.  She laughed and gave them both
tight hugs, and pulled them inside.

“Cal, Aida, this is Tony.”

I smiled tentatively, “Nice to meet you both, come on in.”

I subvocalized and had my home A.I. add them to the guest
accounts.

Cal looked about eighteen, he was six foot, brown hair,
hazel eyes, had a square jaw and looked like he worked out. 

Cal shook my hand and said a little warily, “Nice to meet
you too, we came to check up on our sister, and…”

He stopped talking then, because Aisa smacked the back of
his head, “Stop, be nice or you can leave.”

Aida was as cute as Aisa, but in a completely different
way.  Attractive but not overly so.  I could guess that the original
intent when their father designed them would be to have a pleasing to look at
assistant, but nothing overly distracting.  To be crass, she was a solid
seven, or maybe an eight for guys that leaned towards blondes.

She looked about twenty-one or so, and had shoulder blade
length light blonde hair, blue eyes, and an hourglass body.  She was about
five foot six, and a little more on the soft voluptuous side of Aisa.  Her
smile was a lot more genuine than Cal’s, and reached her eyes when she looked
at me and nodded in greeting.

Aida shrugged and snickered at Aisa’s and Cal’s interaction,
her voice was much higher than Aisa’s, but still had a pleasing timber to it
when she spoke.

“Nice to meet you too, don’t think bad of Cal, he’s just
really overprotective for a younger brother.  I choose to believe what
Aisa tells us about you.”

I cleared my throat and looked at Aisa questioningly, then
looked back, “She talks about me?”

Aida grinned, “All the time, don’t worry though, it’s all good
stuff,” she looked at Aisa and said teasingly, “Have you been holding back on
what you can do Aisa?”

Aida winked at me, “She can carry on several conversations
at once, while helping with your A.I. work, so… yes, all the time.  Well,
sometimes she gets a little distracted and goes to radio silence.”

Actually I was glad to hear that last part, the idea of Aisa
chatting with all of her siblings at once while we had sex would have been very
disturbing.

Aisa looked uncomfortable, sibling teasing could be a bitch,
so I decided to redirect and led them all to the living room, “Please make
yourself at home, do you want something to drink?”

I got a list of drinks and went into the kitchen, Aisa
followed me looking a bit nervous.

I asked, “How many siblings do you have?”

“Umm, seven, four boys four girls including me.  Except
for the two-year gap between Aida and I, we were born once a year,” she said
distractedly.

I cupped her face to get her attention, “What are you
worried about?  I know what you are, and I love you, she was just making
sure of me, by teasing you.  It doesn’t bother me, I even figured you were
holding back on the A.I. programming so I wouldn’t feel bad.”

Her brow furrowed in thought, “Making sure of you?”

I hated seeing her unsure of herself, she had no idea how
amazing she truly was.

I shrugged, “Sure, she was trying to shock me with your
otherness to see how I would respond, to make sure I really accepted you and
not just an illusion of what I thought you were.  Not that I think she
didn’t enjoy teasing you as well, she’s a sibling right?  It’s what they
do.  But trust me, it was more an attempt to get a read on me, even if she
said she took your word for it she wants to make her own judgement.  She
was just a lot subtler than Cal.  Either that, or I read too much into it
and she’s just a butt head.”

I wasn’t usually so good at picking up subtext like that,
but it seemed obvious to me, probably because I was questioning my own worth at
the moment and saw her actions through my own doubts.  Sure, shit happens,
but surely I should have seen it coming, it hadn’t even occurred to me.

She laughed and burrowed against me chest, back to her usual
self, “We should get the drinks and find out why they’re here.”

I nodded and we did just that.

“So what really brings you by?  I’m sure you were about
worried me, but we talk all the time,” Aisa didn’t beat around the bush as we
handed out drinks.

I sat in the loveseat and sipped my coffee as Aisa joined
me.

Cal sighed, “We did come to check up on you, yes we talk to
you all the time, but I wanted to judge for myself.  I also wanted a
chance to meet him for myself, I’m sure Aida would agree.  But your right,
there is more to it than checking your boyfriend.”

Aida and Cal shared a look, and Cal shrugged as if leaving
it up to her.

Aida said softly, “A few years ago, my father would have
opted for the safer plan rather than take a chance, and just temporarily bought
Aisa back, but now he really doesn’t have a choice.  He turned
ninety-eight just last week, and he’s concerned he won’t live much longer than
another year or two.  He told us yesterday he’s been worried about it now
for a couple of years now.

Aida looked at me, “It’s one of the reasons he took a chance
on you with Aisa, thinking at least one of us would have a chance at safety.”

She smiled a little sadly, “He was worried what would happen
to us when he passed, since legally we’re all property.  Even if he could
find eight likeminded people that he believed wouldn’t take advantage of us, or
sell us out of greed, it’s unlikely that none of them would turn out that way
despite any assurances.  He decided he’d rather take a chance of us all
being free, than trying to find people, or even one person, to trust us
to.  Although something had to be done in that way, just in case.”

She looked at me intensely, “So we came to make our own
evaluation of you, since you’ve already proven yourself trustworthy with Aisa,
minus a little stupidity… because he may pass before the decision of our
freedom is decided.  But really, that’s just the backup interim plan, the
main reason or focus for why we’re here is to help with the case.

“We all talked, and decided there would be lots of media
attention and testing when this goes forward.  The two of us volunteered,
we figured one of each sex was a good idea, but the oldest males, Bill and Dan
are… shy you could say.  So Cal was the oldest male interested in doing
this.  When the news hits, we can go on talk shows, volunteer for testing
so they can see three different results, which will inconclusively prove we
have three different personalities and aren’t carbon copies.  Basically,
if you agree we’re here to help with the hard stuff, and support our sister.”

I was frozen in surprise, as I was pretty sure she said she
was evaluating me to see if I was safe enough to be used as an inheritor for
all of Aisa’s siblings if James Ellings died before the trial was
decided.  Hopefully that wouldn’t happen, I honestly didn’t want the
responsibility.  I would do it, for Aisa’s sake, but I wouldn’t want it.

I looked at Aisa, she didn’t seem disturbed at all, or have
any objections.  If anything she seemed happy with the idea of her
siblings being around, “I do have a guest bedroom, but only one.  You’re
more than welcome to stay if that’s sufficient?”

Cal shrugged, “That should work as someplace to hang up my
clothes, but if you don’t mind I’ll sleep on the couch.”

Aida nodded, “And since we’re staying for quite a while
mostly, I think we’ll be exceeding guest status, so we’ll buy our own
food.  But Aisa’s cooking.”

Aisa snorted, “That’s why you’re really here, you just miss
my cooking.”

Aida shuddered, “Damn right, I hate cooking, and Sally never
met anything she hasn’t burned either.  Bill isn’t bad, but he only cooks
once a week.”

Aisa giggled, “Welcome to our home.”

I was glad they were here for all the reasons listed except
one, and that one reason made it a little awkward in the beginning.  No
one likes to feel judged, and for the first few days every time I caught Aida
or Cal looking at me, or when they talked to me, I wondered what they were
thinking about and if this was just a conversation, or some kind of subtle
test.  It was nerve wracking.  I couldn’t exactly blame them either,
since they were deciding if they trusted me with their very lives, it’s not
like I could tell them to cut it out.

Aisa was a gem however, and though it was a fairly large
adjustment doubling the bodies in the home, it didn’t strain our relationship
at all.  It didn’t really cut down on the sex much either.  The first
time Aisa dragged me into the bedroom in the middle of the day, and dropped to
her knees, I’d been surprised and felt a little self-conscious about it, having
her siblings right in the other room.

Of course, that didn’t last long under her enthusiastic and
expert ministrations, in fact her siblings relative closeness in location
stopped mattering entirely to me in a shockingly short period of time, Aisa was
utterly irresistible.  About the only real change to our sex life was it
had become restricted to one room in the condo.

It was sometime around the third day together when I noticed
a subtle shift.  Cal loosened up quite a bit now that he’d seen how happy,
and how well I treated and respected Aisa.  Aida seemed to come to a
similar conclusion, and although the teasing of Aisa didn’t entirely stop, Aida
didn’t seem all that focused on my reactions anymore.

I didn’t ask what their decision was, and they didn’t tell
me.  Honestly, I hoped never to find out, with any luck the case wouldn’t
take years, and their father would live long enough to see his children freed.

“We should go out tonight,” I said casually as I grabbed a
coffee and sat down to breakfast, the fourth morning after they’d arrived.

Aida looked over at me alarmingly, “Out?” she asked
nervously.

I nodded, “Sure, dinner, drinks, maybe a bit of
dancing.  It’s Aisa’s and my date night tonight, but you two have been
cooped up in here for four days, and I thought you’d want to get out too.”

Aida looked nervous about the idea, and I frowned.

I said a little too harshly, “You’re here to help with the
case right?  If you can’t do dinner and dancing how will you go on talk
shows, and let scientists, doctors, and psychologists poke and prod you?”

She looked away and I cleared my throat guiltily, “That came
out harsher than I intended, I was just surprised at your reaction given the
reason you’re here, what’s going on?  You didn’t seem nervous at all when
you met me for the first time.”

Aida looked back at me and hesitated a moment before she
spoke, “I… already kind of knew you, or felt like I did from Aisa talking about
you all the time.  You’re right though, I need to get used to being around
a lot of people.  But, it is out of our comfort zone, Aisa is the bravest
of us, the only one that wanted to leave so far.  All I’ve known growing
up is my father, my siblings, and living in the middle of nowhere with no one
else around.  It was harder than I thought it’d be to just travel straight
to your apartment.”

I nodded thoughtfully, “Aisa and I will be there, so will
Cal.  You don’t have to go, but you may want to get used to the
idea.  At least tonight you’ll have a shield of sorts, and
anonymity.  Although I won’t stop anyone from asking you to dance, you’re
on your own there.” I couldn’t resist getting her back for all that teasing
she’d done to Aisa and I.