All imaginary players 18+

Ava Masters woke up next to her son, Josh, his huge synth-cock pressed against her ass, her skin sensors sending pleasure responses throughout her neural net and maternal synth-body. The brunette, cyber-mom reached around, gripping the thick silicone-like cock of her cyber-son. She squeezed it hard, tugging on it. “Are you refreshed?” she asked. “I feel a desire to speak philosophically before we fuck.”

“Yeah, Mom,” he answered, squeezing a hyper-sensitive tit, pulling on a stiff nipple, triggering her pleasure response to shivering and moaning with simulated pleasure. “I like it when we have a reprieve from our primary programs of being an incestuous couple.”

“I wonder sometimes,” she said, turning her perfectly molded face to his, “what, or who, made us.” She opens her mouth and moans as he rubs her swollen synthetic clit. “They must’ve been human, or still are,” she breathes, grinding her bare, slick bottom against his hard, throbbing shaft. “I think they experience through us somehow,” she groaned, feeling her cyber body lighting up with pleasure.

“I wonder, too, Mom,” he grunted as she jerked harder on his huge, synth cock. “I know our memories aren’t just our own but real memories from a real human family, whatever that means.

They pressed their open mouths together, their tongues dancing together, synthetic glands producing saliva.

Ava pulled her mouth away from Josh’s, her eyes focused on his handsome, molded face. “I love when we connect like this, my darling son. I don’t care that we are not purely organic. I feel our love is real and true, even if we are cyborgs programmed for incestuous interaction.”

“I know, Mom,” he breathed, looking into her beautiful synth-eyes. “I think that the reproduction program in purely organic humans somehow makes our love as synths real. And I don’t care if they feed on us. I love you.”

Ava’s eyes left her son’s, glancing around his spacious attic bedroom. “I love you, Josh. And I love our home and our life together ... I’m glad we have these moments, babe,” she smiled salaciously, the operating system executing instructions. “Now it’s time for you to fuck mommy’s fake fucking pussy and give me all that addictive neural net fucking pleasure!”

“Grab the headboard, Mom,” Josh growled in her ear. “I’m gonna pump you full of synthetic splooge! I love how we can fuck and come harder than our human counterparts,” he smiled, watching her voluptuous synth body getting into position. He slapped his enormous hard, rubber-like cock against her hypersensitive skin, making her moan with desire.

Ava chuckled huskily, wagging her ass, making the synth-flesh jiggle. “Whoever programmed us deserves a fucking medal,” she moaned, gasping loudly as Josh shoved his enormous cock inside her pussy. “Oh my fucking god,” she groaned. “I love how I’m made with lots of pleasure sensors throughout my body!”

“We are a real couple, Mom,” Josh grunted, gripping her hips, pounding his huge cock in and out of her wet, gripping pussy. “Our bodies and brains transformed by nanobots.” He slapped her ass, making her yelp with pleasure. “It doesn’t make me love you any fucking less, Mom!”

“I-I know, babe,” Ava groaned as her incest programmed son fucked her from behind. “When we’re like this, our orgasms and our love are all that matter ... ooohhh! So fucking good!” Her synth pussy lubed even more heavily over his plunging cock. The rows of pleasure sensors pushing her neural net and humping body closer to an explosive electrical climax.