Lusty 2nd Encore

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Here is the sequel to Lusty Encore, which was very popular. Once again, I do not own Comic Party.


Eimi Ohba, a girl with green hair and a blue tanktop, was on the phone with Asahi Sakurai, her friend. She was talking to her about what happened, during her performance.

“Oh, that sucks… I never knew Mizuki was so perverted and robotic. But still, it was very scarily.”

“I think you mean very scary,” Asahi said, “Luckily, Mizuki hasn’t returned, but is recovering well…”

“That’s good. But I don’t believe that she’s a gynoid. But rather, a sexpot.”

“Sexbot. And that’s okay. I don’t get why I acted that way, a while back.”

Eimi suggested, “Well, if it is okay, how about you come over to my house and have a fun night over?”

Asahi smiled, “Gee, thanks! I’d love to. I got nothing to do, until next week. I’ll cum right over.”

Eimi smiled, as she giggled, “Aw, you’re great!”

“Cum? AH! AAH!” Asahi was moaning on the phone, as Eimi asked, “What’s wrong?”

Asahi moaned, “It’s nothing… I suddenly had urges in me… I will cu--, uh, be right there.”

She hung up, as Eimi giggled, “Super easy! My friend, the great Asahi Sakurai, is coming over!”

She giggled in joy, but paused and thought, “Wait… Why did she say cum? Surely, she doesn’t want to take advantage of the great Eimi Ohba. I’m a doujinshi celebrity!”

She smirked evilly and said, “But just to be sure…”


That night, Asahi, in a blue dress and a red bow, arrived at Eimi’s place. She bowed and said, “Good evening~!”

Eimi smiled, wearing her red sweater, “Welcome, Asahi! It’s good to have you here, as one of Comipa’s doujinshi legend’s household. Eimi Ohba, 23 years of age, and very sweet and supply.”

“Oh, you mean sultry. But I guess there’s no way out,” Asahi smiled and blushed.

“Come on in.”

Asahi sat on a couch, as Eimi said, “Make yourself at home… I thought we’d sleep together, for the night. I had my bed upholstered and everything.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“Well… I figured I wanted to be with my friend, Asahi Sakurai, and then FUMIYUN! It hit me, other than Hot Spring Panda’s strikes! Why not have a College Girl Sleepover, for tonight?”

“A College Girl Sleepover?”

“Yeah! Why, for one night, you can sleep with me, in my own bed!”

“That sounds… sounds… nice.”

She took a cookie and said, “You don’t mind if I had tea with my cookies.”

Eimi said, “The tea should be ready, soon… If it is done, you get it for me. I have to be in my room, about to deliver the finishing touches.”

She waved, “Be right back…”

She left the room, as Asahi looked down. She felt herself and said, “I… I want something inside me… but what? Eimi is a good friend… How can I tell her that I trashed Mizuki Takase? She was a good friend to her and I… But why? And why all of a sudden I said cum, instead of come?”

Asahi said, as she shook her head, “No matter. Eimi can keep a secret. Friends keep secrets, right?”


In the other room, Eimi was adjusting her stuffed animal collection and placed a small digital camcorder onto the shelf, camouflaging it with the stuffed animals. She snickered, as she said, “This’ll work. I was wondering if I can break Asahi Sakurai, and make a private pornographic tape… But I’m NOT going to present it. It’ll offend everything I stand for! Once it’s done, the great Eimi’s reputation will remain a mystery! Besides, I can always record over it, when I am done. This’ll last me about six hours of fun, and hopefully, Asahi will spill everything… and then some.”

She winked, “Asahi is going to like this…”


That night, Asahi and Eimi were in bed, as Asahi was in a nightgown, while Eimi was in her black and white lingerie. Asahi sat down on the bed, as Eimi turned on the camera, without looking. She whispered to it, “Eimi Ohba presents – Asahi Sex Fun… (Working title). Starring Eimi Ohba, and Asahi Sakurai.

Asahi asked, “Huh? Did you say something?”

Eimi smiled, “Nothing. Come on. Let’s talk. Sit down, here.”

Asahi and Eimi sat down together, as Eimi looked at the camera. She then asked, “So, Asahi… Over the phone, I heard that you had urges…”

Asahi replied, “Yeah. I suddenly feel aroused, continuously. But… Why do you ask?”

She blushed, as she was nervous, “This is exciting… I hope to have a great sleepover… But I am a little nervous…”

Eimi giggled, “Well, how about we experiment? I know I’m not gay, but… But hey, we can try.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“I know I’m going to get in trouble for this… but you won’t tell, right? Friends keep secrets…”

Eimi removed her bra, showing her bare breasts. She bounced and said, “How’s that? Bouncy, right?”

Asahi blushed, “Uh… I never knew you were firm and thick.”

Eimi whispered, “How about we look at each other, you hot thing?”

She removed her nightgown, as Asahi shivered, “I don’t know if it is right, but… But I feel aroused by you…”

Asahi was left naked, without her panties. Eimi removed her panties and said, “See? Now we’re like experimental friends… You have such a firm butt.”

She stroked her butt and said, “You, Asahi, put the ass in Ass-ahi.”

Asahi grumbled, but moaned, “But, that’s my name…”

She felt her breasts, as Eimi giggled, “You see? You’re not ashamed?”

“I… I feel… aroused…” Asahi moaned, as she closed her eyes, “I never knew you were so glamorous.”

Eimi whispered, “Kiss me…”

They slowly approached each other, as they kissed passionately. Asahi dug her hand into Eimi’s pussy and continued kissing. Eimi moaned, “Mmm… Frisky… thang… you…”

They continued to kiss, as Asahi was thrown onto the bed. She asked, “What are you doing, Eimi?”

Eimi whispered, “I just want to touch you… Asahi… I dreamed of the day that the great Eimi Ohba would fuck an idol… like you…”

Asahi whispered, as she was lost in arousal, “Fuck me…”

She placed her fingers into her pussy and said, “Now, how about cumming to me, Asahi?”

Asahi moaned, as she pleaded, “No… Not there… Ah! AAH! Ahah! Fuck me… I’m cumming… Ahh…”

Eimi continued to rub her, as she used her free hand to clasp her right tit. She moaned, “Wow… You are so soft…”

Asahi moaned, as she was moaning in arousal. She rubbed her bare hip onto hers, as she spread her legs out. She rubbed up and down, moaning in arousal, and started to hump her, on her pussy. Eimi screamed “FUMIYUN~!”, as she rubbed her pussy onto Asahi’s pussy. Asahi moaned, “Aaaah… Eiiimm… Miiii… Ahhh…”

Eimi grabbed her breast and licked her erect nipple. Asahi spoke in a halted voice, “Ah… Eimi… Oh… ba… I’m cum… cum… cum…”

She jerked a bit and beeped, “Error… Error… I’m cumming… Aah… I’m… cumming… Yes! YES! YES! YES! AAAH!”

Eimi stopped, as Asahi was moving around a bit, lying on the bed, sweating and shaking. Asahi then collapsed, with her tongue sticking out, and her breasts erect. She spoke in a slow voice, “Ahhhh… I’m… I’m… cummmmm… Cummmm… Cummmmmmm…”

Her eyes went black, as she beeped, “Function cease… Error! Must reboot default programming…

She stopped talking, as she was powered down. Eimi gasped, as she was shocked, “Asahi?”

She felt her and asked, “Asahi? What happened to you? Hello? Asahi?”

She cringed, “My lord… Super shocked… She’s a gynoid! A sexbot! WOW!”

She smiled, as she was giggling, “No wonder she was saying cum, all the time. Super-awesome!”

She tilted her head and said, “Super-awesome!”

She shivered and said, “Still… What a fucker she is… Who knew she’s programmed to fuck? You may kiss me in the pussy, if you like. Oh, wait! She’s broken.”

She then thought, “Wait… My camera was rolling. It showed everything… but still… What a freaky secret… But I can keep it, for posterity… and for my useful private time. YES, The Great Eimi Ohba masturbates! It’s not just other women. Besides, I don’t have wet doujinshi ideas… unlike those perverts in Comic Party. Trust me on this… I mean--.”

She gasped, as she covered her mouth, “OOPS! Super-shit! I spoke out loud my dark secret! DAMN IT! AW! I’m ruined… I’m hurt… I’m… I’m…”

She calmed down and said, “I’m off the hook! It’s just for Eimi’s eyes, only! Aw, stupid Eimi! BLEH!”

She sat up and said, “Well… I can do something about it… Having my friend as a hot sex robot is fucking awesome. Eimi’s going to do it, anyway. Keep the cameras rolling… and if I go tired, I can edit it, when I’m done. The battery life can last up to six hours. After that, I’ll edit the film and recharge the battery.”

Eimi pulled Asahi up in a seated position and whispered, “Now… Where were we, Asahi-bot?”

She kissed the frozen robot and moaned, “Even if you shut down, the great Eimi… will fuck you rotten…”

As they kissed, Asahi clicked her eyes open. She rubbed her arms around Eimi and moaned. They stopped kissing, as Eimi gasped, “You’re awake…”

She said in a robotic voice, “Hello. I am Asahi Sakurai. Are you my master?”

Eimi asked, “Master? You mean like… I own you?”

Asahi beeped, “Are you my master?”

Eimi giggled, “Fuck me, Asahi… I am your master. Kneel to the great Eimi Ohba, the queen of sex!”

Asahi said, “Yes, Master. What shall I do for you, my darling Master?”

Eimi sat on the bed and said, “Lick down here… and don’t stop, until I say so.”

She spread her legs out and said, “You may… taste me… Taste me, Slave!”

Asahi bent down and licked deep within her pussy. Eimi moaned and squealed, “AAH! Oh! More! More! Faster, my sexbot! AH! Fuck! Ah! AAH! Oh! Fumiyun! Fumiyun… Yes! AHAA!”

Asahi continued licking, as white stuff came out of her pussy. Asahi giggled, as she licked on. Eimi moaned, “That’s enough… I’ll get an orgasm, this way.”

Asahi asked, “What shall I do, next?”

Eimi moved her legs and said, while naked, “Okay… The Great Eimi commands you to… bend over…”

Asahi stood up and bent down onto the bed, with her butt sticking out. Eimi whispered to the camera, “Now… for posterity…”

Asahi said, “I’m ready, Master…”

Eimi placed her bare pussy onto her butt. She then started humping her and moaned, “Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahh… Oh…”

Asahi moaned, “Ahhh… Master… Oh! Fuck me… Fuck me…”

Eimi lasted ten minutes humping, as she stopped. She ordered Asahi to sit up, as Asahi was weakening. She asked, “Any more, Master?”

Eimi whispered, “Now… How about a happy little dance? I shall give you a sexy dance.”

Asahi moaned, “More… More for me… I love you, Master…”

Eimi blushed, “AHEM! Well… Sorry… I feel the same way, too.”

Asahi was about to sit up, but she froze. She beeped, “Warning! Asahi Sakurai Fembot has been corrupted… Shutting down program, restarting from previous data… downloading default programming…

She shut down, as she was rebooting. Asahi sat back down and was frozen. Eimi asked, “Asahi?”

She then smiled, “So, you had fun? I hope for more…”

She sat on her lap and whispered, “Now… How about some more fun, before you reboot?”

Eimi kissed her, as she rubbed her own pussy. She moaned, as she masturbated, “Ah… Ah… More… Fuck me… Fumiyun… Ah… Eimi Ohba is… loving this… How do I wish to fuck you, when you wake up? AH!”

Eimi continued to masturbate, as Asahi was still frozen. The Doujinshi artist continued, as she moaned and groaned. But suddenly, Eimi tilted her head back and squeaked, “AH! AH! YES! AH!”

She spoke in a robotic voice, “AH! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I, Eimi Ohba, will fuck! Fuck! AH! Cum to me!”

She froze and stopped masturbating. Her pussy spewed white fluid, as she froze in place. She then beeped, “Warning! Eimi Ohba Fembot has been corrupted… Shutting down program, restarting from previous data… downloading default programming…

She powered down and tilted back, with her lips curled and her eyes black. Eimi Ohba was a robot, as well, in the same design as Asahi Sakurai, who was also a robot. They remained frozen, for a couple of minutes. Eimi’s camera was still rolling, all the while…


Twenty minutes later, Eimi woke up and rebooted, “Restarting from last program… Rebooting from last activity… Now loading…

She whirred up and said, “Download back-up complete… Continuing program…

Asahi beeped, “Restarting from last program… Rebooting from last activity… Now loading…

She then beeped, as Eimi regained consciousness, “Back-up download failed… Rebooting from last activity… Now loading…

As she was loading, Eimi looked down and gasped, “Oops… I must’ve overdid it… Eimi is not used to sex with a robot… Now…”

She sat down, still wet, and turned to Asahi. She whispered, “Now, where were we?”

She kissed the frozen robot and moaned, “Even if you shut down, the great Eimi… will fuck you rotten…”

As they kissed, Asahi clicked her eyes open. She rubbed her arms around Eimi and moaned. They stopped kissing, as Eimi gasped, “You’re awake…”

She said in a robotic voice, “Hello. I am Asahi Sakurai. Are you my master?”

Eimi asked, “Master? You mean like… I own you?”

Eimi and Asahi had their recent memories erased, from minutes ago, when they had sex. It was in their fail-safe.

Asahi beeped, “Are you my master?”

Eimi giggled, “Fuck me, Asahi… I am your master. Kneel to the great Eimi Ohba, the queen of sex!”

Asahi said, “Yes, Master. What shall I do for you, my darling Master?”

Eimi sat on the bed and said, “Lick down here… and don’t stop, until I say so.”

She spread her legs out and said, “You may… taste me… Taste me, Slave!”

Asahi bent down and licked deep within her pussy. Eimi moaned and squealed, “AAH! Oh! More! More! Faster, my sexbot! AH! Fuck! Ah! AAH! Oh! Fumiyun! Fumiyun… Yes! AHAA!”

Asahi continued licking, as white stuff came out of her pussy. Asahi giggled, as she licked on. Eimi moaned, “That’s enough… I’ll get an orgasm, this way.”

Asahi asked, “What shall I do, next?”

Eimi moved her legs and said, while naked, “Okay… The Great Eimi commands you to… bend over…”

Asahi stood up and bent down onto the bed, with her butt sticking out. Eimi whispered to the camera, “Now… for posterity…”

Asahi said, “I’m ready, Master…”

Eimi placed her bare pussy onto her butt. She then started humping her and moaned, “Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahh… Oh…”

Asahi moaned, “Ahhh… Master… Oh! Fuck me… Fuck me…”

Eimi lasted ten minutes humping, as she stopped. She ordered Asahi to sit up, as Asahi was weakening. She asked, “Any more, Master?”

Eimi whispered, “Now… How about a happy little dance? I shall give you a sexy dance.”

Asahi moaned, “More… More for me… I love you, Master…”

Eimi blushed, “AHEM! Well… Sorry… I feel the same way, too.”

Asahi was about to sit up, but she froze again. She beeped, “Warning! Asahi Sakurai Fembot has been corrupted… Shutting down program, restarting from previous data… downloading default programming…

She shut down, again, as she was rebooting. Asahi sat back down and was frozen. Eimi asked, “Asahi?”

She then smiled, “So, you had fun? I hope for more…”

She sat on her lap, as she rubbed her own pussy. She moaned, as she masturbated, “Ah… Ah… More… Fuck me… Fumiyun… Ah… Eimi Ohba is… loving this… How do I wish to fuck you, when you wake up? AH!”

Eimi continued to masturbate, once again, and she tilted her head back and squeaked, “AH! AH! YES! AH!”

She spoke in a robotic voice, “AH! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I, Eimi Ohba, will fuck! Fuck! AH! Cum to me!”

She froze and stopped masturbating. Her pussy spewed white fluid, as she froze in place. She then beeped, “Warning! Eimi Ohba Fembot has been corrupted… Shutting down program, restarting from previous data… downloading default programming…

She powered down and tilted back, with her lips curled and her eyes black. Yes, it was happening again, like before. Eimi continued to fuck the Pop Idol Gynoid, as Eimi ordered her to do so… and all the while, Eimi was shutting down.


Twenty minutes later, Eimi woke up again and rebooted, “Restarting from last program… Rebooting from last activity… Now loading…

She whirred up and said again, “Download back-up complete… Continuing program…

Asahi beeped, “Restarting from last program… Rebooting from last activity… Now loading…

She then beeped, as Eimi regained consciousness, “Back-up download failed… Rebooting from last activity… Now loading…

As she was loading, Eimi looked down and gasped, “Oops… I must’ve overdid it… Eimi is not used to sex with a robot… Now…”

She sat down, completely drenched, and turned to Asahi. She whispered, “Now, where were we?”

She kissed the frozen robot again and moaned, “Even if you shut down, the great Eimi… will fuck you rotten…”

As they kissed, Asahi clicked her eyes open, once again. She rubbed her arms around Eimi and moaned. They stopped kissing, as Eimi gasped, “You’re awake…”

She said in a robotic voice, “Hello. I am Asahi Sakurai. Are you my master?”

Eimi asked, “Master? You mean like… I own you?”

They continued to fuck, hour to hour, but all the while, when Asahi shut down, Eimi plays with herself and breaks down, as well. It went on, for hours and hours. And while they continued, Eimi’s fail-safe erased the part that her video camera was still rolling.


At 4am, as Eimi was frozen, yet again, she rebooted, “Restarting from last program… Rebooting from last activity… Now loading…

She whirred up and said again, “Download back-up complete… Continuing program…”

But this time, Eimi said something different. She then said, “Ah… What a night… My Asahi-bot… My Asahi…”

She sat by her and said, “I forgot what we were doing…”

She smirked, “I know… We were fucking around. Let us have one mor--.”

She gasped, “Huh? I feel tired and it’s only 4AM??? AW, SUPER PISSED!”

She held the broken gynoid and whispered, “Eimi’s not going to lose you… ever…”

She then held her breasts and moaned, “Ah… You want to have more fucking? Let’s fuck… Eimi Ohba wants you to fuck… fuck…”

She kept saying “Fuck”, in a loop, as she was shaking and sparking. She beeped, “Warning… Fuck… Fuck… Fuck… Fuck… Data overload… Must reboot and repair…

She was on all-fours, as she clasped onto Asahi’s breasts. Asahi was still immovable, as Eimi panted, squeezing and fondling her bare tits. She moaned, “Asahi… Fuck… Fuck… meeeee…”

She collapsed onto Asahi, as she was shutting down.

“Eimi… Eimi… Eimi… Ohba… Fuck me… I… aaaaaaaaa…”

She powered down, as she was smoking profusely from her back. Both gynoids were out cold, as the camera’s batteries died out.


At 6AM, Asahi rebooted, as well as Eimi. Asahi sat up and moaned, “Huh? Where am I?”

She saw a naked Eimi, out cold and on her, and sleeping, as she shrieked.

“AAAH!”

Eimi woke up and moaned, “Huh? What’s wrong?”

She looked down, as she gasped, “AAH! What the hell, Asahi?”

Asahi confessed, as she sat up, covering her breasts, “Sorry… I don’t know why, but… I think we experimented, or something…”

Eimi moaned, as she was dizzy, not knowing a thing, “Man, that’s a relief. And here I thought that we had sex. But you know I’d never do that…”

Asahi said, “Well… Last night… You wanted to experiment with my body, and… Oh, never mind. I’m glad you didn’t use my body for carnal pleasures.”

Eimi smiled, “Enh. No problem. Sorry about last night. You okay now? You’re covered in cum.”

Asahi sniffled, “Ew… I need a shower…”

Eimi said, “Okay… I go next~!”

Asahi went to her bathroom, taking a shower, as Eimi thought, as she was feeling her pussy.

“Strange… I forgot what we did, last night… Was it something I wanted to do?”

She smiled, “Oh, yeah! Now I remember… I wanted to experiment with Asahi, and put it on tape… in my personal files.”

She pulled out her camera and saw that the batteries had died. She sighed in disappointment, “Aw… And I had it planned, too… Super Boo…”

She plugged in the camera and said, “There. Now to get a fresh pair of clothes.”


That morning, Eimi and Asahi walked together, as they felt refreshed.

Asahi asked, “So, what did we do, last night?”

Eimi smirked, “Oh… nothing…”

They continued to walk, as they were heading to the train station, taking Asahi home.

However, as they continued, the camera was charging, all with the camera playing back the recorded images of Eimi and Asahi’s sex night, including their repeated sex. Eimi did not know she was a robot, designed for sex… and she never will. Because, when she returned, she erased the entire video and relaxed at home.


That afternoon, Eimi was in her chair, in her panties, and thought, “Still… What did I do, last night?”

She rubbed her chin, as she was seated, while she tried to remember. As she thought, she suddenly beeped and said, “I must invite… Asahi, again. Maybe we can experiment, again.”

Of course, for some reason, Eimi and Asahi forgot about what they did, and who they really were. As she reached for the phone, she felt tired. She then beeped, as she bent down, “Eimi Ohba Fembot battery low… must recharge… Thank you…

She powered down and was recharging, using a Wi-Fi device, inside her head, absorbing the electrical waves around her. She stayed motionless for 4 hours, until she remembered to call Asahi.

Eimi bent back up and went to the phone. She called on the phone and said, “Hello? Asahi?”


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