Ayanami Futanari Experience

Ayanami, Rei Ayanami. Pilot of the Eva 00. Beauty and perfection, in a cold empty package. To the outside world, Rei was known for her robotic emotionless responses, and her inhuman way of following orders without a second thought, hell, it seemed as if she followed orders without even a first thought. Even the ones close to her, she seemed cold. They knew her emotions sometimes popped up, during fits of passion or rage. Just try telling her Gendo Ikari is a bad person, you'll end up face down on the floor, wondering how such a weak looking girl could move so fast. In the outside world, in the inside world, she has never been seen smiling. She shows them no joy, no emotions. But to me, she opens her heart, she smiles, and I know her secret.

It all started a few years after the second impact. I was one of the lucky one who survived, well if you consider a ten year old child being the only survivor, loosing my entire family, lucky. I was lost in rubble and lost in time, my town reduces to ash during the chaos. Years went by as us survivors were shepherd around, from shelter to shelter. I got assigned to work duty in Tokyo 3, working for the newly founded Marduk Institute. It was hard work, but seeing how, at the time I was a fifteen year old with nothing in this world, I liked the work. It gave me a purpose. Someone in charge must have noticed my hard work and one day I was pulled aside and asked if I would like to work on some top secret job. I jumped on the opportunity, thinking this could be the way for my to make a difference. And even though they were dead, I felt it would honer my parents, to have there son help with protecting humanity.

I was wrong. What they meant by top secret work was just more back breaking work, but now it was underground, so it was hotter, and the air was stale. Years went on like this, I worked my fingers to the bone, and there was no way I could quit. The fact that my job was classified as top secret meant, that if I wanted to quit, I'd be thrown in a ditch with an extra hole in my head. Which I didn't understand, because in the few years I spent down under Tokyo 3, I hadn't seen a single thing worth being called a secret. Each day I wished for a way out, but had I known what would happen to me, I would have kept my mouth shut and been grateful for this.

It happened one day, it was just bound to happen and this day it just had to happen. I gave up. I didn't care about my job anymore, I didn't care about protocol, I just didn't care. I ended up wandering around in a restricted section, that, thanks to my clearance for that day, I was able to just walk in to. I knew I wasn't supposed to go that deep in that area, my job was to fix the door system leading in to the room, but I didn't care about what I was supposed to do anymore. As I wandered deeper into the room I started to see a dull golden light. There was a glowing tank in the back of the room, it was filled with a golden liquid that I couldn't see through until I was pressed up against it. Oh, God.

In the tank was a girl, floating naked in the tube. I couldn't see her face, her back was facing me. And oh, what a back. I couldn't tell if it was the lighting or if her skin was just that beautiful, it seemed like it was glowing, that she was glowing. I move around the tank to get a better view, when it happened. My arm bumped something off of the counter behind my, making an earth shattering noise. Before I knew it, I was staring down rifle barrels and people were shouting at me.

I was on the floor, in pain listening to the voices above me demanding for the last time to tell them who I was working for. I tried to tell them that I worked for them, but every time I opened my mouth I got a rifle butt to the face, I guess the feared that I might have had a weapon or something in my mouth. Apparently I ended up in a place where I really shouldn't have been. The men above me seemed to be in a panic, trying to get someone on their radios, trying to shut up the scientist, and trying to interrogate me, when it happened, the scientist gasped. This gave me the distraction I needed to wipe the blood out of my eyes and feel the pain that had been building up in my face. "Look, everyone look, she's awake." The scientist shouted in disbelief. Even though I was in so much pain, I just had to see what was so amazing that five grown men would stop bashing my face in, and I saw it. I saw her. Ayanami, her name I would find out later, was looking at me. Looking right at me. They approached her, trying to get her attention, but she kept staring at me.

Nobody knew why she had waken up and kept looking at me. They tried everything, ran experiment after experiment, but all they could come up with was, whenever I was there I she would stare at me with a child like curiosity. They tell me she wasn't supposed to be waking up for another year, but they couldn't get the drugs to keep her asleep. They wouldn't tell me anything else, they wouldn't tell me why they kept a girl, floating in a tube, the wouldn't even tell me if I was going to be allowed to ever leave. They just kept me waiting.

One morning, or night, I couldn't tell anymore, one of the scientist came in to my room and told me they were going to try and see what would happen if I met her. They strip me down a washed me down like a test subject. And well, I guess I was a test subject. After I was sterilized, dresses in a clean suit, and told if I touch her I would be killed, they slowly led me down a hall to where I assumed she was being kept. It felt as though I was being lead down death row, on my way to my execution, but it turned out to be the exact opposite.

As I stepped through the door her head turned up to mine. She was sitting in the middle of a white room, wearing the same clean suit as I was. The first thing I noticed was her hair, it was blue. It reminded me of the sky, something I hadn't seen in over four years. Her expression was blank, her body was relaxed. As she saw me her eyes slowly changed from blank, to curiosity, to calm and then to pure excitement. Her face lit up like a child seeing a pile of presents under the tree on Christmas morning. She bolt up, shakily, her knees still weak from being held in that tube for so long. She opened her mouth to speak, but her voice was too weak for me to hear. She stumbled to the side, and then towards me, step after shaky step, her momentum building.

She through her arms out and grabbed me. It was the first time I had felt a woman in my entire life. The sudden actions surprised me and we ended up on the floor. She winced and made a sound of pain, but held on to me, looking at me like I was a long lost loved one who had just came back from the darkness. I was to afraid to hold on to her, so I just laid there, wondering why. Slowly, I felt her being pulled off of me, I heard her whimper. I felt hands shoving me, and I ended up back in that long hallway with people yelling at me, asking me what I did, how I got her to respond like that. I had no answer for them, so it was back to the room the kept me in. The room that locked from the outside.

I couldn't tell how long they kept me locked up for, and I never knew why the kept me there. Every once in a while they would come by and ask me questions about my past, or run tests on me, but most of my time there was spent with me locked in the dark, wondering why she acted like that, and dreaming of the warmth that I felt from her. One day a scientist came to me and finally explained what she was, he explained that she was a pilot of what he called a EVA. He wouldn't tell me anything about what it was, but he said that the EVA was there to protect the world from attack. And he told me that Ayanami wasn't behaving normally, that she wasn't able to focus or follow directions anymore. And that they were going to try letting her see me again to see if that would help. I agreed, knowing that whether I agreed or not, i would end up doing what they wanted anyways, and I wanted to see her more than anything else in the world. All the time I spent alone, the years locked in the dark, my mind became obsessed with her.

This time it was a different hallway. This one seemed kinder, more human. I still got hosed down like an animal and had a gun shoved in my face, warning me not to do anything stupid. The door opened and the first thing I noticed this time was her clothing. It was a weird jumpsuit, later on I found out it was called a plugsuit, and it clung to her, it clung to her very close. The next thing I noticed was her left arm and chest were bandaged up, and her eye was patched up badly. I wonder to God how could this happen to someone so delicate. She seemed to take longer to notice me, her actions seemed painful and sluggish. But she did notice me, and again, her eyes lit up. She tried to stand, but it seemed to painful. I couldn't stand and watch her come to me, so I walked over to her and tried to put my arms around her without touching her wounds. She didn't seem to care about her wounds, grabbing at me like a drowning person grabs on to a rescue person. It was strange, her plugsuit looked heavy, like it was made of rubber and vinyl, but it felt smooth like silk. It was thin, so thing that I could feel the warmth of her skin seeping through it. She looked up at me, and before I knew what was happening, her lips were on mine.

It was my first kiss, I didn't know what to do. Her eager lips felt like they were made out of the same material as her plugsuit. Smooth, warm, soft, the feeling couldn't be described with words. It was like nothing else I had felt in, my life. My mind couldn't keep up with her actions, her arms working their way around me pulling me closer to her. My mind went blank as the air in my body diminished, my lips forgetting that they were also used for breathing. She was holding me so tightly that the wound on her chest opened enough for a little blood to start seeping through. I gasped both in surprise and for the air I needed to live. My mind still blank, I reached out in amazement at the blood, but she grabbed my arm and place it on her breast. Again all thought escaped my mind. As I felt for the first time, the softness drove me insane. I heard her gasp as my hand slowly started massaging the soft flesh. It was the first sound she had made since I had gotten there. The sound through what was left of my sanity out of the window. She gasped again as my hand speed up, and she arched her back, writhing in this new found pleasure. I couldn't reach her lips, so I kissed the side of her neck, tasting a tine layer of sweet that had started to build. My kissing traveled lower, causing her to lose control of her arms, all they could do was pull me even closer. Her legs pulled me close, and I felt a large lump around her crotch, it must have been something on her plugsuit.

We slowly moved around on the floor, backing up against a wall. She grabbed my face and pulled it back up to hers, kissing me again. Then she rolled her self up onto her knees, she reached over to her bandaged arm and pushed a button and I heard a hissing noise, as her plugsuit went slack and dropped in a pile around her waist. I had seen her naked before, floating in that tank when I had first seen her, but there is a big difference between a woman who just happens to be naked, and a woman who is naked for you. My eyes couldn't look fast enough, her breast exposed for the world to see. Her tight stomach muscles, her slender shoulders. The sight was intoxicating, I sat up and put my arms around her. She fell back, pulling me down with her. I leaned in and resumed kissing her again, my hands now feeling her naked flesh. I could smell her sent, something had changed, something wild was in the air. It was intoxicating, drawing me closer to her with every breath I took.

My hand lingered downward, as she slowly pushed herself against me, in a rhythmic humping motion. My hands fought against the tangle mess of her plugsuit, reaching under. And I felt that bulge again. My mind knew something was wrong, but my body was lost in the moment. She let go of me as I slid her plugsuit the rest of the way off. And there, between her legs, staring up at me, was a giant throbbing penis. Then and there I knew I had gotten in deeper than I could handle.

I didn't care, even though I've never had a gay thought in my life, I didn't care that she had an extra appendage. She laid there looking up at me, wondering at why I had stopped. I didn't want to touch it, but I didn't want to disappoint her, and my body had already been taken over by lust. I reached up and touched her breast again, trying to focus on her female parts, but it didn't last long. As per before, my hands drifted lower again, this time finding her manhood. I let my hand linger there, feeling just how amazing it was. It was over a foot and a half long, even though it was still soft, which is saying something because after what had just happened, there was a painful bulge pulsating in my pants. She seemed to notice this too, her knee pressing up between my legs must have felt that pressure.

I let my hand run up and down her manhood, slowly adding pressure as I went. As I reached the base of it I realized something was missing. She didn't have any testicles, but something else was there, something wet. My hand went around her shaft, finding it's way to what was causing this wetness. My fingers found it first, slowly probing, causing her to moan softly. This caused my body to act on it's own. I grabbed her soft member and laid it along her legs, and started to kiss my way down it, down to the tip, which was down past her knees. It was like a heavy warm rope, and I just couldn't help myself. I placed the head of it in my mouth. The sound oh her gasping let me know she liked the feeling. It was long but not that big around, so the next part was easy. I slowly started inching my way up the shaft, trying to suck her whole cock down my throat. I could feel it throbbing on my lips, growing stiffer as I worked my way past her knees. I was only half way down when she started growing hard, so hard that her cock started to stand up. The angle was too much for me and I had to back off, the suction as the cock left my throat was too much for her that she had to grab on to me just to survive.

I wiped the saliva from my mouth and went back up to kiss her neck. The pain in my pants was getting unbearable. I laid her back down on her back and watched as her cock arched over her body, settling between her breast. She could stand waiting any longer and whispered the first words I had ever heard her say, "Please... fuck me." With that I removed my pants like they were on fire and placed myself between her legs. I kissed my way up her legs and found my way up to the place that had caused the wetness I had felt before. This in itself was a first. It was the first time in my that I had ever seen a womans special place. It was strange, in that it was normal looking, even over shadowed by her penis, which by now had grown to two feet in length and had gotten noticeably thicker. Thick veins pulsated down the length of it, and just the overwhelming sight of it made me loose it, I had to have her there and then. I slowly placed myself at the opening of her womanhood and all in one motion I wrapped my arms around her, leaned in to kiss her, and entered her. This was all to much for her, but her moans were lost in to my lips. I could feel her cock pressing up against my chest, so I grabbed a hold of it with one hand and placed my other hand on one of her breast. Slow motions picked up as our hips started to rock together.

As my body began to move faster, her cock started to get even harder, going from resting between her breast to standing up at an angle between us, right where my face was. I tried my hardest, and to my, and her delight, I was able to get my mouth around the tip. I looked down into her eyes and she yelped out in pleasure. It was the cutest thing ever and it sent me over the edge. I hugged her placing my face between her breast, as I came for what felt like five minutes, my hips twitching like a crack addict.

I had no energy left, but I knew I couldn't leave her like that so I told her to stand up. I got down on my knees and sat down on my legs. She walked over to me and yet again I was impressed at the massive size of her cock. It should have been standing straight up, but just from the massive weight, it hung at a low angle. She knew what I was going to do and walked over and placed her hands on my shoulders. I reached down and brought the end of her cock up to my mouth. This time it was harder to get in to my mouth, but once it was inside it was easier to get down. I rolled my head back and forced it down my throat. I made it to the half way mark and felt it start to throb hard. It started swelling and it got harder and harder to breath as the size of it pressed up against my windpipe. It got to the point where Ayanami had to lean froward to keep from lifting me up with it. I'm sure if she leaned back I would be lifted up in to the air. I worked my way down the entire shaft, the last few inches took the longest, I'm guessing my internal organs had to have been pushed out of the way. I made it all the way down to the base of it, my tongue even tasted wetness from the organ at the base of her massive cock. I wiggled my tongue around and I must have brushed against her clit, because she started panting and her hips started to move uncontrollably. She started to slide her cock in and out of my throat, never pulling out more than a foot, seeing how the angle would be too painful. She speed up and the vacuum created when pull a two foot cock out of a small hole was to much for me and I fell, bringing her down with me. She took over all motion, rolling me over on to my side, the feeing of a cock rotating while two feet down my throat was amazing, for both me and for her. She started working her new angle, and really started throat fucking me, running the whole length in and out of my mouth. Even at speed she was fucking me it still took her a few seconds to thrust the entire length down my throat. Her tempo changed and became erratic, and she plunged she plunged her entire length down one last time and held it there. My lips stayed on the base of it as she started humping me franticly. And then it happened. I felt the blood in her cock pump, I felt her whole cock throb. She screamed but her voice cut out as her whole body twitched again. I felt the cum running down the length of her cock, as her body twitched again. Her whole body jerked as her cum finally made it to the end of her cock and blasted the inside of my stomach. There was an extreme amount of pressure as her cock throbbed again, and again, and again, sending stream after stream of hot cum in to my stomach. As my stomach filled, but the cum kept coming, the cum forced it's way around her cock and back up my throat. This feeling caused me to cum again. As the cum reached my mouth she was done pumping, but her body was still twitching. The verwhelming amount of cum poured out of me along with here cock, now going limp, along with her whole body. All she could do was lay there on the floor, in a pool of her cum, hugging her twitching cock like a giant snake like teddy bear. I coughed and gagged, trying not to get anymore cum on her, but failing terribly. I crawled my way ever to her, spewing her own cum all over her body, and I collapsed on to her, trying to hold her, but to exhausted to do so. She rolled over and held me in her arms, and we sat there as our cum got cold. I looked up in to her eyes, and she looked down at me. I felt her lips on mine as my mind slowly went blank as I drifted off to sleep.