Cypher saw in the cara feed. It was T-Bug knocking, two drinks in her hands. He let out a tired breath, not much of a people's man, and dealing with all those fixers out there was strangely suffocating.
T-Bug coming over was more refreshing, however. Besides, he reckoned she must have been bored working on the security systems the entire ti.
He made the door slide open and smiled at T-Bug. The gorgeous black woman was in her usual netrunning suit, no jacket this ti, and that ant her curves were right there for his gaze to feast on.
Cypher felt a little bad for not fulfilling his promise to her all this ti. With so much going on, he didn't even have ti to breathe or do his regular visits to Judy or Misty. That delayed T-Bug's netrunning lessons.
"Mmm, there's the big man, all tucked away. I've been searching for you at the party. What are you doing here? Cooking up so grand wisdom?" T-Big flirtily walked in and put the two glasses of cocktails on the coffee table.
Cypher noticed she seed already drunk, a little tipsy. But that changed nothing as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her over. She fell sideways on his right leg, her soft bottom squished on him. His one hand supported her back, the other groped her fleshy thigh.
"And you woke up the wise sage," Cypher replied with a smirk.
"I can feel it waking up," T-Bug said, shaking her hips on his lap. "Been busy, Mr. Blackwell?"
"Co on, just Cypher today. Yeah, been pretty busy. Ain't easy dealing with all the hungry wolves coming at for my tech," he said, the hand behind her rubbing all over her back to her mushed ass. "But I'll have ti after tonight. I promised I'll give you netrunning pointers, so I will."
"Umm, so nice of you, teacher," T-Bug slurred drunkenly. "I can't wait to learn my lessons."
"..."
Cypher didn't need more than that to see the hints. She was ga, and she wanted him to go for it. All the hints she dropped, all the little jerks she did with her hips. Her sultry smile, her loud breath. All of it was one big sign.
He pushed on her hips and made her straddle him properly, legs spread, knees resting on the couch on either side of him. He relaxed back, groped her asscheeks through that leather netrunning suit.
"Atlas, don't let anyone disturb us unless it's an ergency."
[Evelyn Parker is searching for you.]
"Let her keep searching."
Cypher focused back on the beauty on his lap. A tall woman built like a delicious, chocolate hourglass. He couldn't wait to unwrap that tight suit from her. Eagerly, he pinched the zipper on her neck and pulled it down. It sadly only went to her midriff, but he was delighted to see nothing under it.
"Doesn't it get uncomfortable?" He asked, a very dumb question. "The netrunning suit."
"Mmhm," T-Bug smirked and leaned over him, pressing her elbows on his shoulders, flattening her ass on him, grounding her hidden pussy. "Then make comfortable. Won't you do that? Teacher?"
His cock flexed when she called him teacher. He could see himself in her big, dark eyes. They were just so big and hot.
He said nothing and pushed her netrunning suit apart from her neck and urged it down her shoulders, letting it peel over her skin. He kept pushing it down until she willingly slid her arms out of it. He stopped at that, allowing the suit to dangle behind her from her hips.
He was too busy staring at those perfect, round, doughy, and sagless globes.
Her breasts spilled free like gleaming treasure against the glow of the room lights. Rich, deep chocolate skin shimring with a faint sheen, full yet impossibly perky on her slender fra.
They were glorious, so perfect on her curvy body, more than a handful and ant to be bitten, suckled, and fucked between until they were drenched with his spit. The way she rested her hands on his shoulders squeezed those lush mounds together, creating a deep, inviting valley that begged for his tongue.
Cypher just stared at them for a while. His flesh rod bricked under her grounding hips, throbbing hard enough to strain against his pants and pulse against the heat of her leather-covered core.
"Like what you see, Teacher?" She rocked her chest, jiggling her breasts with a teasing bounce that made the soft globes sway hypnotically.
Cypher nodded. "They're beautiful."
"This is… my first paynt for the future lessons. Won't you accept it?" T-Bug purred, making her voice throatily innocent, begging to be kissed.
And he did just that. Since the beginning, when she sucked him off in the car, it was subtly transactional. She'd initiated it, asked for it, and he had no reason to refuse. This, for learning so netrunning tricks, sounded like a fair trade to him.
"With pleasure, T-Bug."
With one hand squeezing her ass, the other gripping her neck. He pulled her face in and kissed her lush lips. She gave in with just as much need, and he lost himself to it.
Their mouths locked first, lips sliding, sucking gently at first as if testing how far the other would go.
T-Bug rolled her hips in slow grinds against the thick ridge of his cock, dragging her hidden pussy back and forth over him through the leather, the friction building a wet heat at her core. Her breath hitched against his mouth with every roll, needy little rocks that made her full breasts brush his chest.
She grabbed his face with both hands, breathing roughly as she kissed him with greed. The kiss turned wet and loud, tongues finally sliding in, tangling ssily, saliva slicking their lips.
Cypher placed a hand on the back of her head, feeling the coarse texture of her short hair as he ground her lush lips against his and attacked with his tongue. T-Bug wanted no-strings attached, so he held nothing back. He swallowed her needy little moans while the bass from the club thumped through the walls.
He roughly scratched her nude back with his fingers, nails dragging hot lines down her smooth, dark skin, and tasting how warm her body burned. Her doughy breasts pressed plush against his chest, umber mounds squishing softly. He just wanted to devour her.
He broke the kiss, pushed her back just enough, and drove his face straight to her breasts.
He suckled first on one chocolaty mound, latching onto the nipple and rolling it between his lips before sucking hard, pulling it. He stretched the sensitive bud like warm taffy until it popped free with a filthy sound, then gave the other the sa ravenous treatnt.
Then, smushed his face deep between them, inhaling the clean soap-and-sweat scent of her skin.
Finally, he looked up at her, chin still nestled between her glistening breasts. Both his hands molding the soft flesh, clawing into her swells so it spilled between his pale digits in lush handfuls. The sight of her yielding curves sent another dirty thrill straight to his aching cock.
"I guess I scored a pretty gifted student."
T-Bug giggled softly, her breasts jiggling against his face. "Already scoring , huh? You haven't even tested out fully yet."
Cypher grinned and pushed her back, sliding her off the couch until she dropped obediently onto her knees between his spread legs. "Impress ."
Amidst loud, heated breaths and the low, pulsing music leaking from the club outside the room, T-Bug moved her fingers like magic, netrunner-precise, and untied his belt and black pants.
He raised his hips just enough to let her yank everything down in one smooth pull, pants and underwear gone. His thick shaft sprang free like a standing log, bulging with angry ridges, the swollen purple tip already leaking a shiny bead of precum.
"Ummm… Big one… as expected from my…" T-Bug pushed her face flat under his thick cock, kissing the warm base while the leaking tip rested hot against her forehead. "...Teacher."
She kissed and licked along the underside with wet, slithering strokes, leaving glossy trails of spit. Her warm mouth worshipping every inch of his pale shaft, tongue swirling slowly and teasing while her big dark eyes flicked up at him like the eager student. Her rich, deep brown skin glead under the break-room lights, so smooth and perfect it practically glittered.
He watched with pleasure, completely reclined back against the couch like a lazy king on his throne. He saw her fist wrapping tight around the base as her hot lips latched roughly onto his cockhead, rubbing all over his sensitive rim. And when he felt her tongue probing greedily into the tiny cockslit, his toes curled hard.
"Pretty great until now… Tee." Cypher exhaled, fighting to control his arousal. "Let's see how deeply… You can learn."
"Mmmmgh!" T-Bug rose higher on her knees and instantly ramd her throat forward in one hungry thrust.
Cypher clenched his teeth as he felt the impossibly tight tunnel of her throat swallow him. Her jaw opened wide, lips stretching thin and shiny around his girth, straining beautifully against his pale thickness as inch after thick inch disappeared into her mouth.
He gulped at the obscene sight of her big eyes turning watery, lashes fluttering while she took him deeper than most.
"Mmmmph!"
Finally, she flattened her lips flush against his base, nose pressed tight to his groin, throat bulging visibly around his cock as she held herself there, staring up at him with those teary eyes. It looked like she was silently asking for permission to pull up.
He didn't give it. Instead, he rested a hand on the back of her head and kept her right there, buried to the hilt in her perfect, hot gullet.
"Ughk! Ngh!"
Her throat made choking sounds. She gagged willingly, throat convulsing and rippling around his swollen shaft, spit bubbling at the corners of her stretched lips as tears stread down her dark cheeks.
Finally, he gave a single nod. She pulled up with a desperate gasp, strings of thick saliva still connecting her lips to his glistening cockhead. Then, quickly, she pumped his veined length rapidly with her fist while her lips stayed wrapped around the flushed crown.
She panted hard through her nose, eyes wild and greedy, ready to pleasure him again.
"Turn around." Cypher, however, had other things planned. He'd waited long enough.
Without a word, T-Bug released his cock with a wet, squelching, succulent pop and turned around on her hands and knees on the floor. She pushed her leather-clad ass back between his spread legs like an offering.
Cypher stared down in awe at the way the tight netrunning suit stretched over her spread cheeks. But he wanted the real deal. He peeled the suit further down, shoving the leather all the way to the middle of her thighs until her naked ass spilled free.
Just like the rest of her body. It was smooth, deep chocolate, perfect round globes that caught the dim light and shone with a soft sheen.
"Impressed." He muttered, shalessly groping her ass.
Both hands sank into the yielding flesh with ease, fingers digging deep into that plush, warm ebony ass, watching his pale fingers contrast obscenely against her rich darkness.
Maybe all netrunners have asses this soft from sitting in chairs all day.
He didn't care. It felt fucking perfect. Seeing her entire naked back arched in front of him did filthy things to his brain.
His cock twitched hard. He wasted no ti grabbing his hungry cock and aid it at her dark, shaved petals. Her pussy lips gave the slightest, slick way to his swollen cockhead, already drooling for him.
But Cypher didn't want to stand up. He shifted forward until he sat right at the very edge of the couch, elevated just enough. Then he spat right where his cockhead kissed her dripping entrance, watching the saliva mix with her juices in a shiny, ssy trail.
"Give both your hands," he ordered.
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