You stand under the hot, steamy water of the shower in your apartnt, the morning sunlight streaking through the gaps in the chanical blinds.
It's a big day for you.
All the grinding as a low level rc is finally paying off. Your fixer has - at long last - gotten you a serious gig with so serious eddies on the table. Almost too much, with that kind of money in the mix, you've got a strong suspicion that this job is just an errand for so corpo big-wigs too afraid to get their hands dirty. Corpo jobs that trickle down to street gangs are often ssy and can typically end badly for those involved. But if all goes well, the pay out will set you up comfortably for months and you will hopefully get your na noticed by so of the big players in town.
You crane your neck down and let the water soak your hair. The one in charge of the operation is a man called Maine. He's got a solid reputation and an experienced crew, but needs a few extra guns to assist. That's what your fixer volunteered your na for. Luckily, Maine liked the look of your resumé and agreed to let you join the team. But only if you passed a small test first.
"Nothin' major," he explained to you, "just a little 'interview'." He always preferred to judge people in real space before bringing in anyone new onto a job.
"I'll send over one of my crew to et you in a couple of days. Get a proper feel for you. So we know you ain't gonna zero us and make a runner when we ain't looking."
That day is now today. Ti to make a good impression.
You squeeze a dollop of shampoo onto your hand and massage it into your hair. A lunch ti dinner appointnt at so fancy sushi place downtown. A lot more upmarket than the usual joints you'd crash for a quick bite. Just more proof that you're moving up in the world.
You rinse the soapy suds off your head as you daydream about all the new things you'll be able to do with your potential riches. Maybe you'll get a flashy new apartnt or car. Perhaps you'll go on a fancy foreign holiday to so exotic island resort. You might just splash out on a sick party, maybe hire out one of the strip clubs. What was the na of that one in the centre of the city? Lizzie's Bar? The one with that joy-toy with the purple space buns guarding the front door? Yeah, that's the one. She's pretty cute as well and would give you so serious bragging rights if you managed to drop enough eddies for a session with her.
You begin to imagine how it might go down. You picture her grinding her tight little ass over your crotch before she takes her bra off, draping it over you, then straddling your lap as you get to grope her bare topless chest.
You smile to yourself as the soapy water runs down your neck, while you imagine all the dirty things you'll do with that whore. Your dick becos fully stiff and erect as the horny thoughts take over your mind.
Your naughty daydream is suddenly cut short as your front door unlocks and slides open, and a stranger walks into your apartnt.
"Thanks Kiwi," the mystery individual says to herself over her internal comms.
"Now freeze mother fucker!" She shouts while pulling out two pastel coloured handguns from her oversized jacket, holding them above her head and pointing them directly at you.
Caught in such a compromised position, you imdiately throw your hands up in surrender as the shower water continues to rain down on your naked body. The girl rolls her eyes in disappointnt and lowers her weapons, resting the backs of her hands on her hips.
"Really? That's all you're gonna do? Co on, put up a little fight will ya? Do a backflip out of the shower or sothing." She complains in her slightly raspy, tomboyish voice.
"Turn off that water at least, I can barely hear myself think." You do as she says without question then quickly snap your hand back above your head, despite the guns no longer being aid at you.
The girl shakes her head, making her long, mint green coloured twin-tails swing around behind her.
"You just failed the first test, choom. Always be ready for a surprise attack at any mont." She asserts as she puts away one of her pistols. "I'm Rebecca - part of Maine's crew - he sent to go talk to you."
This crazy lady is part of Maine's crew? There's no way! You think to yourself. Maine was composed and thodical whereas this girl's pure psycho!
Still, it was a major relief to hear that this wasn't a robbery and she wasn't going to kill you. Although, with how she was acting right now, the chance of her accidentally shooting your head off remains uncomfortably high.
You gradually start to lower your hands. "I thought our eting was supposed to be at lunch?" You shakily ask.
"Yeah, well, I got impatient waiting around so I figured we'd do it now." Suddenly she lurches forward and rams her gun under your chin. "I didn't say you could lower your hands, maggot!" She yells at you.
You shoot your arms back up high above your head.
"Hmph," Rebecca scowls. "So, you're easy to ambush and bad at taking orders? So rc you're turning out to be."
For soone so short, she sure is feisty. The top of her head only just reaches your shoulders, forcing your eyes to look down your nose while your head is propped up by her pistol to stare into her cyber optics. The whites of her eyes have been recoloured to be bright pink and her irises are neon yellow.
The top of her jacket is unzipped and gives you a view down her chest. You see she is only wearing a bra underneath, covering her modestly sized breasts - sowhat expected for soone of her more petite stature. The jet black fabric of her underwear contrasts against her modded, porcelain white skin.
You return your gaze back to her face and watch her eyes as she takes her turn to scan your entire body from head to toe, assessing your exposed physical form.
"Not got much chro on ya, choom." She observes with a raised eyebrow. "Looks like you saved all your eddies for this preem cock upgrade." She gives your still erect dick a light prod. Her touch sends shivers up your spine. "Damn, it almost feels like it's real!"
"That's because it is real!" You stamr in response. You feel the cold steel barrel push upwards with more force.
"Quit pulling my leg, there's no way sothing this big is organic!" She retorts. You gasp as she grabs your cock and inspects it. "What model you got? A Rocklin XXL Dominator? A Jig-Jig Stallion Enhancer? Maybe the new Dynalar Lady Destroyer 3.0? Co on, spill it!"
"I swear I'm not lying! I wouldn't let a ripper doc near there in a million years!" You say breathlessly. "Besides, if I had the cash for that kind of upgrade, I'd spend it on sothing useful! I wouldn't waste it on a fake cock!"
The girl takes a closer look and studies your genitalia for a little longer.
"Ok, I believe you." She says, pulling her gun away from your head and pocketing it. "But there's only one way to know for sure."
Rebecca takes a step back and throws off her jacket, revealing the large, pink tattoos on her neck, stomach and right thigh. Then she imdiately kicks off her sneakers, unclips her bra and slides her panties off.
A devious smile appears on her face as she pushes you against the wall of the shower, holding you there with a hand on your chest. She reaches down between your legs and grips your cock with her other hand.
"Mmm," she moans as she starts to slowly tug the skin back and forth. "Fuck - still can't believe this is all natural! Feels good to play with a cock this big that isn't plastic!"
You feel her finger tips explore your chest as she continues to work your dick. The water left over from the shower on your body and your pre-cum oozing out help keep everything lubricated.
She tightens her grip around the top of your shaft and caresses the glands with her thumb, which makes your knees go weak and your eyes roll back in delight as you audibly moan.
"You like that, handso?" Rebecca purrs. You can't form words at the mont and just nod in agreent.
The girl chuckles to herself and focuses back on jerking you off. She spits on your pulsating cock and starts to massage it over your full length. She then starts to make long, steady strokes - from the base of your penis right up to the tip, modulating her grip so she squeezes tighter at your more sensitive ends.
This Rebecca sure knows what she's doing. Your breathing becos noticeably quick and heavy as the pleasure from your cock radiates through your body, accompanied by the sounds of her lustful moans and wet plap-plap-plap noises of the handjob she's providing. Your hands struggle to hold onto the slippery walls as you feel your legs about to give way from the pleasure.
She starts to pick up the pace, switching to a shorter, faster motion with her hand, concentrating around your tip and the top half of your shaft. Edging you further and further, she brings down her second hand from your chest and starts to massage your swollen balls. Her knuckles even brush against the sensitive patch of skin just below your cock as she plays with your nuts.
She looks up at you with her funky, cybernetic eyes. Her twin-tails jostle back and forth from how rapidly she's stroking you. She tilts her head and sweetly smiles.
"Are you gonna cum soon? You look like you're about to burst." She teases.
"Nuh… Yeah…" You manage to stamr out.
"Well too bad!" She yells abruptly as she lets go of your cock. Your back slides against the wall as you fall onto the shower floor from surprise. You look up at her as she stands over you with her hands on her hips, that devilish grin of hers still plastered over her face.
"You don't get to cum until I've had that bitch breaker of yours inside !" She demands.
Rebecca whirls around and presses the button that turns the shower water back on, letting it soak her body. She bends over and spreads her legs wide, giving you a clear view of her holes. Her hand reaches back between her thighs and she starts to play with her pussy. She lets out a long moan and twists her head around to face you.
"I've been a dirty girl, co clean up!" She teases, biting her lip seductively and wiggling her bare ass.
You stare at her with your jaw on the floor, like a deer caught in the headlights, unable to speak or move. You can hardly comprehend the situation you currently find yourself in.
"Grrr…" Rebecca growls. "Do I gotta spell it out for ya? Hurry up and fuck , you gonk!"
You snap back to real space and hurriedly stand up again, dreading the idea of the edgerunner's patience running out. You step over to her and grab hold of her waist. The hot water splashes over you as your cock slaps down between her cheeks.
You aim your mber at her awaiting cunt and push past her threshold, the wetness from the shower helping you slide in with ease. Rebecca groans as your girth stretches her walls.
"Mmm, fuck! That feels so good!" She whimpers. You start fucking her, making slow steady thrusts at first. Rebecca sticks her hand out to prop herself up against the shower wall, letting her push back each ti your hips buck forward, maximising the heavenly sensations for both of you.
With new found confidence, you grasp firr onto her wide hips and begin to arc in deeper - using the full length of your cock to fuck her tight pussy.
"Ahh, don't stop!" Rebecca cries out, throwing her head back and loudly moaning as your tool trips over all her pleasure spots. She swaps the hand she has on the wall with her other one and reaches back to indulge her throbbing clit.
You both settle into a rhythm as your bodies thrash against each other. The whole bathroom area is now all misty with hot steam from the relentless waterfall blasting out the shower head and thoroughly soaking the pair of you. You can feel the water splash off your skin and can see the droplets fly off Rebecca's body every ti you pound into her cunt.
The scene before you still feels so surreal. Here's this cute girl, who monts ago was threatening you at gunpoint, now bent over ninety degrees and begging for your fat cock. Not only is she cute and dangerous, but she's a fantastic fuck as well! Her pussy is so warm and tight, every thrust into her is a shot of pure sexual bliss that surges through your body.
"Unngh…" You grunt out suddenly as you feel Rebecca clench her tunnel around your twitching girth. She turns her head back to face you, her cheeky grin still present on her face.
"You like that? How 'bout you let take control for a bit?" She smirks.
She stands up straight, letting your cock fall out of her, and spins around to face you. She grabs your hands and twirls the pair of you, so you swap places and your back is now against the wall. She pirouettes around again and presses the backs of her shoulders tight to your torso, resting her hands behind her on your hips. Her long, wet strands of hair sticking to your chest.
"Feel free to touch as well, big guy."
You accept the invitation and grab hold of her perky tits, feeling the soft flesh and sensitive nubs beneath your fingers.
"Mmmm," she moans with delight. She starts to grind her ass into your crotch. You can feel your erection stiffen even more, sothing you didn't even think was possible.
The touch of her delicate, pale skin against yours, the radiating heat from her aroused body, even her sll, it's all such an indescribable joyful thrill.
You watch as the shower water pours down her form as she dances on your dick, shaking her butt and rubbing all over you. You feel your heartbeat racing as the blood pumps through your cock, making your breathing heavy and irregular.
Rebecca's hand appears under her legs as she grabs hold of your dick. She bends forwards and guides it back into her pussy. You gasp as you feel her snatch envelope your length once again. She giggles in response and pushes your hands down onto her waist. Then she begins to swing her hips in a pistoning motion, slamming her pelvis into yours. Your shaft effortlessly slides in and out past her threshold with her pussy thoroughly soaked from her own juices and the rivers of water pouring down your bodies. The heat and velvety softness of her walls clamped around your throbbing cock is intoxicating.
You can feel your balls twitch and churn, getting ready to unload their creamy cargo. All the testosterone in your system finally flips a switch in your brain to take control and dominate this girl.
You wrap your arms tightly around Rebecca's wet torso, picking her up and rotating one hundred and eighty degrees with her. Then you flip her round and push her spine against the shower wall. You reposition your hands under her squishy thighs and hold her up, spreading her legs wide. You raise her up to eye level and she throws her arms around your neck and locks her feet behind your ass.
"Ooh, feeling feisty now? Hmm, I like that." Rebecca says in a low, sultry voice.
You waste no ti and ram your cock back into her pussy. You brace her body up against the plastic wall, tense your legs and plant your feet as hard as you can onto the slippery floor to give yourself as much leverage as possible. Once in position, you start to thrust with the maximum speed and force you have.
"Fuuuuuck yeah, that's it!" Rebecca cries out. The look on her face is one of pure lust. Her eyes are unfocused and her tongue is drooling out of her mouth. You can feel the shower water pelting off your back and Rebecca has to tighten her grip on your wet skin, her nails digging into your shoulder blades, to hold on as you furiously pound her inviting lady parts.
The sensation in your loins is at a tipping point. With the last of your energy, you launch into a flurry of powerful thrust as you drill deep into her tight cunt. The loud wet slapping sounds from your bodies colliding, Rebecca' slutty moans and the unbelievable ecstasy of her sex are the only things you can focus on.
Your balls feel like they are about to explode as you teeter on the verge of climax. Rebecca is too, judging from her whimpers and cross-eyed expression. You hold onto her as tight as you can and make one last final dive into the girl's fertile coochie, before your body convulses and shoots burst after burst of viscous cum into her womb that paint her insides white.
Rebecca screams out in bliss as her body quivers with electric delight as you both orgasm in unison. You feel her grip loosen around your neck as the tension in her muscles evaporates. The dopamine and adrenaline coursing through your veins keeps your heart thumping in your chest. Your rib cage heaves with heavy breaths as your body sucks in air to replenish all the spent oxygen.
Rebecca pulls herself closer to you, her skin warm and smooth against yours. You feel one of her hands glide up the back of your neck and bury her fingers into your wet hair.
"That was fun, handso. I can't recall a man who could fuck that good before." She mumbles.
The pair of you hold on to each other as you regain your composure. Seconds tick by with just the drumming of the shower water and the cute noises of Rebecca's breathing as she recovers from her climax alongside you.
You feel your dick begin to soften as the blood flow returns to your other limbs. You pull your cock out the girl's pussy and slowly lower her back onto the floor. Your load spills out her hole, trickling down her thigh. It's swiftly pulled down the drain by the stream of water, erasing all the evidence of the acts that took place here.
Rebecca steps over to the control panel and finally turns off the shower. The bathroom is dropped into a sudden silence. The hot steam hanging in the air has beco a thick fog obscuring your vision, but you can still clearly see Rebecca's bright, augnted eyes shining through as she smiles at you.
"Go fetch a towel, choom." She orders. "And while you're at it, go get so food as well. I'm starving after all that."
You do as commanded and place an order for two portions of stir-fried synthetic beef noodles. You both rub yourselves dry with the towels and then Rebecca trashes your bathroom cupboards searching for a hair dryer to use. The doorbell rings just as you both finish putting your clothes on, and not long after the two of you are sunk into your couch, tucking into hearty portions of greasy, energy replenishing Chinese food.
"So, you'll put in a good word for when you get back, right?" You ask, halfway through your al.
Rebecca's head snaps to face you looking confused, her chopsticks frozen in mid-air, shovelling noodles into her mouth.
"You know, to Maine. About the gig your crew's recruiting for." You remind her.
Rebecca's eyes widen and she slurps up the rest of her al, throwing her eating utensils into the now empty carton.
"Oh yeah, I forgot that was the reason I was here." She says, rubbing the back of her neck with slight embarrassnt. "Yeah, I guess I can tell him you're alright."
I suppose that's better than nothing, you think to yourself, a little disappointed. You return your focus back to your food.
Rebecca gets up and strides past at the edge of your peripheral vision over to the exit, clearly in a rush to leave. She stops by the door and spins around to say goodbye.
"Well, gotta delta," she sighs, "but let send you my detes." You see her eyes light up and her information flashes up on your optic's display as it's saved to your contact list.
"I'll be honest, I dunno if Maine will be in touch again." She says with a scowl but her expression quickly morphs into a cheeky grin.
"But I know I will be!"
She blows you a kiss and laughs as she disappears back into the underworld of Night City.
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