With his cockhead already pressed against her soaked cunt, he grabbed her wrists and yanked her arms backward, hoisting her face just an inch off the cold tiled floor and forcing her back into a deep, helpless arch.
His flesh pole slid in naturally, parting her juicy walls achingly slow, watching as every swollen inch of his cock disappeared into her tight, hazel cunt.
"Aaaaaah! That's… a lot of stretch!" T-Bug cried out with her head raised higher as her pussy clenched and fluttered around the invading girth.
Cypher didn't let her rise. He kept her back brutally arched, her swaying mounds lower than her gorgeous, raised ass, using her own arms like reins.
He watched himself sink slowly into her paradise, watched her slick pussy lips splay wide and shiny around his throbbing shaft. She was tight, goddamn tight, and he was loving every gripping inch of it.
He didn't let her rest. He just kept pulling her wrists back, feeding every last inch of his cock until he was balls-deep. His heavy sack pressed against her warm cunt, rubbing her sensitive little nub.
"How does it feel?" he asked, grinding deep.
"Like… ah! Like… I'm being fucked by the most insane… Black Ice and… I'm being fried from the… uh… inside!"
Cypher smirked. "White ICE, you an."
"Heh! Oooooh!" T-Bug moaned with a breathless giggle, her walls rippling around him.
He stared obsessively as T-Bug herself moved forward with her knees, slowly pulling her tight pussy off his thick, veined log. Her cunt gripped him so hard he could see the stretched petals clinging and dragging along his shaft as she moved.
Plap!
Cypher yanked her back in by the wrists, slamming her ass flush against his pelvis.
"Gaaaaaah! I'm… gonna be… sore after this!"
"Regretting?" Cypher asked, already loosening his grip to let her pull again.
"Nooo-ooooh! Just… worried."
Plap!
Another hard tug.
"About what?"
"If I'll… mmmmh… last long."
Cypher chuckled and began fucking recklessly. He relaxed his grip on her wrists just enough to let her face drop and press flat against the cold floor, cheek squished, ass up high. Then he fucked her pussy hard, rolling his hips, using his hold on her arms to yank her back onto his cock like a portable fucktoy. Over and over, her body rocking onto his cock helplessly.
Plap! Plap!
He saw her tight anal hole peek at him between her spread asscheeks with every thrust, and he was damn sure she wouldn't mind. So he spat a thick glob right onto her star-shaped pucker, watching it glisten.
"Ahhhh! You're really testing !"
Cypher held her wrists with one hand and pressed his thumb against her spit-slicked back door, sliding over it in circles before pushing in just a little, feeling the tight ring flutter.
"Coming!" T-Bug's voice cracked in pure pleasure.
And he fucking felt it. Her pussy suddenly strangled his cock in rippling spasms, walls clamping down as she squirted hard.
Hot, clear nectar exploding out around his buried shaft in ssy jets. It sprayed violently against his thighs and the lower side of the couch, soaking the fabric in dark, spreading wet patches. Wave after wave gushed out of her convulsing cunt, drenching his balls, dripping down his legs, and puddling on the floor as her body jerked and thrashed in his grip.
Cypher kept fucking her straight through it, savoring the way her umber ass bounced and clapped against him with every deep thrust, her juicy flesh jiggling under the force of his pounding.
Pa!
He stopped thumbing her ass and brought his palm down hard on one plump cheek. It jiggled obscenely, the impact rippling across her smooth, dusky skin.
Pa!
He kept smacking her ass until the rich chocolate gave way to a faint, heated red glow. Then he shoved his thumb back into her tight star-shaped hole, burying it to the knuckle while he kept ramming into her soaked pussy.
"Aaaaaargh! Fuck!" T-Bug cried out in pure ecstasy as another violent climax ripped through her body, her walls gripping around his cock.
At that mont, Cypher was close too. His balls drawing up tight.
"Mmmmmh! Yes, yes, yes!" T-Bug moaned loudly. Her third orgasm crashed over her even harder, pussy gushing fresh, hot nectar around his pistoning shaft.
Cypher couldn't hold on any longer. He released both her wrists, letting her face plant fully into the cold tiled floor, and gripped her wide hips with both hands. He started slamming into her brutally, hips snapping forward with force.
Plap! Plap! Slosh!
Her creamy pussy and his leaking precum had mixed into a filthy, watery concoction that frothed and splattered with every thrust. The sloshing sounds echoed through the room, the ss dripping onto the floor in sticky puddles, filling the air with the thick, musky scent of sex.
Cypher was close, jaw clenched, veins standing out on his neck. He thought about flooding her insides, but then his eyes locked onto the polished, smooth dusky canvas of her entire naked back, glistening with sweat, arched so perfectly.
"Ggh… There we go!"
Cypher pulled out at the last second and slamd his throbbing cock flat against her tailbone. He erupted with a groan. Thick, scalding bursts of white cum blasted across her sloping back in heavy ropes.
The contrast was fucking filthy and beautiful. His milky seed painting long, sticky strands and ssy splatters all over her rich chocolate skin, dripping slowly down her spine, pooling in the dip of her lower back, and sliding into the curve of her ass like liquid sin.
He kept pumping his fist along his shaft, stroking out every last drop, decorating her like a masterpiece until her smooth ebony back was glazed with his load.
"That was… fantastic," Cypher murmured, rough and satisfied as he sank back into the couch and plopped backward, chest heaving. "A-plus for that, T-Bug."
"Hehe…" T-Bug was quick to twist around on her knees, her back still dripping with his cum.
Without a word, she gobbled his spent cock into her mouth, rolling her tongue all around the sensitive length, sucking and licking every trace of their juices clean with greedy, wet slurps.
Yeah, top of the class, damn sure.
He let his head fall back against the couch, arms spread wide. Sex really was the best way to relax after long days of work. Even better if it were with soone as beautiful as T-Bug.
[Cypher. We may have a problem.]
Instead of reacting, Cypher stayed relaxed, feeling T-Bug's scorching hot mouth play with his sore length.
"Soone attacked?"
[No. There is an individual beyond my reach. I have been trying to find his origin since the mont he entered this building. He recently arrived at Night City, as far as the traces lead . Male. No neural link present. Residual markings indicate recent removal. No Agent detected. A Sandevistan is confird. His face is artificial. I infer facial disguise cyberware. The curious part is that he seems to have removed his own skin to wear it. I cannot determine what he truly looks like.]
"What other cyberwares he got?"
[A right cyberarm, black, accented with blue highlights. His face aligns with none among the invited, nor any record within Militech or Night City systems. Still, he has conversed with mbers of Night Corp, city officials, and Maine, the leader of Maine's crew.]
Cypher stiffened, soone he knew.
"Atlas. Did he talk to Rogue?"
[Negative.]
"Check if Rogue saw the man. Tell if she reacted in any way."
The answer from Atlas ca instantly.
[You are correct. She did see the man once. Her eyes twitched, pupils contracted, and her lips trembled for a mont. Are you thinking that man is…]
"I think so. Once a Militech dog, always a Militech dog. Atlas, go wild. Send all the microbots out and do a full sweep of the entire building for any sabotage. And keep an eye on that guy. If he tries to co after , reaches for that door, you deal with it. Sandy should let you slip right into his nervous system."
With a tired sigh, Cypher opened his eyes again and looked down. He placed a hand on T-Bug's head and pushed her face down.
"Don't forget the balls for extra marks."
"Hehe."
T-Bug giggled and nestled her face flat against his sack, her tongue lathering him. He was growing hard already. Her entire face was coated in a sheen of his slick cum by now. One gorgeous ss to view.
"Atlas. Where's Solomon Reed right now?"
[He has left Night City. He was seen in Washington, D.C this morning.]
"Track Reed's steps. See if he t with any new faces. If this guy's packing so fancy disguise tech, then you're not looking for a face anymore. It could be anyone out there."
[Due to insufficient data, I did not assign significance to this matter. Reed exited the CitiNet coverage for three hours in the Badlands. This took place the night before he departed the city.]
Cypher gritted his teeth and stared at the security feed on the wall. He saw the face of this man, disguised as a rough-looking Asian man with a beard.
"Atlas, we really need a satellite asap. Can't let them use Badlands against us."
[I will assign this the highest priority and begin the process of waking up the dormant IEC satellites. To preserve their secrecy, I must access their systems at once. That cannot be achieved without a sufficiently powerful satellite network. I will override an existing active satellite, use it accordingly, and erase my steps. Estimated completion ti is ninety seconds.]
"That fast? Why haven't you done it already?"
[There's a high non-zero risk of being detected.]
"Alright, take the risk this ti. If it goes wrong, just blow the damn thing up in space."
He stared down at T-Bug, hard at work. He already planned to give her another rough pounding. But his mind was elsewhere.
Why take so much interest in ? I haven't even shown my true fangs yet.
Annoyed, he looked at the screen again. While he felt safe with Atlas around, it still frustrated him knowing this man was known for taking his targets alive.
Ti to go nuts with attack and defense.
[Five seconds to midnight, Cypher.]
Atlas suddenly reminded him of his upcoming itch.
He frowned a little and looked down between his legs. He'd never done this before. He had always tried to be alone and relaxed. But now he had his right nut fully inside T-Bug's mouth.
Fuck it!
He plopped his head back and closed his eyes again. He waited for the itch to co, and felt that weird connection build up. As usual, it was fast, and then ca the influx of information. He tried to digest it, which usually took him a few minutes.
Hah! Pfft!
He chuckled to himself as he digested all the information: skull, robot, flying, cybernetic, human, hunter, guardian…
It didn't take Cypher long to understand what it was. And he knew that more than him, Atlas would be the one excited.
"Your lucky day, Atlas. Ti for you to geek out."
[What did you receive, Cyph?]
"A goddamn Servo-skull."
["..."]
Atlas was silent. It was a rare event.
Cypher wondered if the AI was secretly screaming like an excited schoolgirl. He imagined Morgan Freeman doing that and… it lost the fucking charm. That wasn't cute at all.
[Cypher! This is brilliant. This ans we have anti-gravity technology.]
Cypher grinned ear to ear.
"Damn right we do. All we need now is a few fine skulls, and I want them fresh, maybe from public service. What do you say, my friend? Feel like hunting Scavs tonight?"
[It'll be my pleasure, Cyph.]
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