Chapter 63 - Threats, Offers, Netrunning Jesus & The Dog V

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He saved me! I'm such a gonk! Why did I even try that?

T-Bug threw herself on Cypher and hugged him as tightly as she could. She was still panting, having returned from the jaws of death. Using her portable cyberdeck to do some netrunning was suicidal.

"Thank you. Thank you, Cypher. I nearly died back there." She babbled, then let go of the hug. "I was just trying to… I noticed what you did to that city manager and… saw a small shift in the data traffic. Thought I'd take a look, see if it was real. Guess curiosity nearly killed the cat? Almost got my brain fried."

"You good now?"

T-Bug nodded firmly, finally looking at his face. But then her eyes landed on a subtle tent on his pants. Only then did she realize she'd flattened her chest on top of him just now.

"It was a gonk move. I owe you one for this. But damn, Cypher. You're something else. You're crazy good at this. You didn't just mirror a Militech server. You forged the data packets and somehow kept the whole thing alive, masking the entire Embers. Without them spotting it. How'd you do that? You know how brutal their Black ICE is, right? It's like staring down Cerberus at the gates, and you just… walked right past it."

"Wasn't that hard. Glad you're safe."

T-Bug noticed him becoming uncomfortable with her blabbering and shut up. "Sorry. Got myself too excited. Never crossed paths with anyone like you before. Feels like sitting down with Rache Bartmoss or Spider Murphy. But you keep telling people you're just a techie. Why's that?"

"Because I'm a better techie than I am a netrunner."

"..."

T-Bug gulped, her breath hitched, and she stared at his face wide-eyed. The netrunning she had witnessed was god-tier, and if he was really a better techie, then…

Makes sense why he made Obsidian.

"Mr. Blackwell." T-Bug pursed her lips and decided to take the chance right away. She had no idea if she'd meet him again or if he'd hire her for a gig again. He clearly didn't need a netrunner. "Can I… learn from you?"

Please say yes! Please!

"Can't. Too busy."

No! Come on!

T-Bug scooted closer to him and put her hand on his leg, close to the noticeable erection. Her mind was out of control already. And the closer they got to the Afterlife, the more desperate she felt. Not often do you get to meet someone as skilled as Cypher Blackwell.

"I'll make it worth it. I promise," T-Bug said, just a loud whisper. As a resident of Night City, she wasn't new to sex or using her charms to get things. Hell, that was why she maintained that body.

"I really am too busy."

"How about this?" she asked, using the other hand to unzip her netrunning suit from the neck to her belly, as far as it would go. Then she grabbed Cypher's nearest hand and guided it into the suit, leading him to her nude breasts. "What do you think, Mr. Blackwell?"

T-Bug felt his hand grope her breasts. They were big enough, more than a handful. She was rather proud of them. But sadly, she failed to notice the appreciation on his face.

"T-Bug, you're seriously thinking a quickie in the back of a shitty taxi's gonna buy you my knowledge?"

"..."

"What?!" T-Bug frowned and straightened up, almost offended. "No! Fuck no! I'm only rushing because the Afterlife's close. Mr. Blackwell... boss... I'll be your input, your joytoy, your little doll on a string, whatever gets you off. And getting dicked down by netrunning Jesus? That's nova as fuck to me. Come on, don't make me beg now—"

Before T-Bug could ramble more, half from nervousness and half from desperation, she saw Cypher's hands both reach into her netrunning suit and grope both her breasts, clenching them so roughly she felt they'd burst.

"You said that, not me, T-Bug. No going back now. Beware, though, I've got a heavy appetite."

T-Bug licked her lips and dropped her hand on his lap, her fingers working his belt and button loose. "Fair deal, Mr. Blackwell. I get what I need and you… What you need."

Her voice faltered the instant she shoved her hand down into his unbuttoned pants and underwear. Her fingers wrapped around his throbbing cock. It was fatter than her grip, already leaking thick beads of precum. The sheer girth made her loins clench. This was definitely going to show her stars.

She didn't have to wait long. Cypher stopped mauling her tits, yanked his pants down to his ankles with one rough shove, and freed the whole length. The thick head was glistening, clearly impatient. Then his hand reached behind her head.

T-Bug's pulse hammered, she knew exactly what he wanted, and the hungry little thrill that shot through her belly made her thighs quiver.

"Mmmm…" With a soft coo, T-Bug twisted onto all fours across the backseat. She leaned down and opened her glossy, bronze lips as wide as they would stretch.

The thick, cum-leaking head bumped her tongue first, salty and addictive. She sealed her mouth around it with a wet suck, cheeks hollowing as she took the swollen crown inside. Her lips burned from the stretch already, but she pushed lower, greedily, letting the heavy shaft slide over her tongue.

Is this really necessary? She asked herself while feeling his thick shaft slide deeper and deeper down her gullet. Her hand on the root stroked, squeezed, and felt the throb on his shaft.

T-Bug liked sex just as much as any other woman. And she loved netrunning as well. Now, getting to learn from the best, and also getting regularly pounded by this thick, pale log, now that sounded like a great deal.

She felt it squeeze and pulse in her mouth. A ganic, she realised, that was what Cypher was.

Never had a ganic before. Fuck… that's a lot of cock.

Glurk!

She choked.

"Del! Take the long route!"

"But sir, we are only one minute away from the des—"

"Goddammit, Del! I'll dismantle your trashcan servers if you don't… Ugh… take the long route."

"Don't dismantle me, sir. I will take the long route. Please enjoy the ride."

T-Bug's eyes widened when she heard Delamain's obedient, almost whimpering voice. How the hell had he tamed that rigid AI? Everyone knew Del was annoyingly inflexible, a pain in the ass. The realization only made her pussy throb harder; this really was the best fucking idea she'd ever had.

She tried. She really, really tried to take all of him in. But even with her jaw aching and lips stretched wide, two thick inches were still outside. His cockhead rammed the back of her throat, kissing the spot that made her gag and drool. Still, T-Bug wasn't going to quit. She wanted to prove herself.

"Mmmm… Gluk!" T-Bug grabbed Cypher's wrist and firmly planted his palm on the back of her own head. She surrendered her throat completely, offering it like a slick, sacrificial cunt.

"Really? You're asking for it then."

"Hmmm!" She gave her hum of acceptance and…

Gluk! Gluk!

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Cypher was on cloud nine, floating in pure degenerate bliss. It had been way too fucking long since he'd emptied his balls. He'd been getting decent at not turning into an absolute sexaholic, but when a woman like T-Bug dropped to her knees and begged, how the hell was any man supposed to say no?

He stared down at the back of her head, the tempting curve of her spine, and that perfect heart-shaped ass pushed high in the air. Too bad the damn netrunning suit was molded to her like a second skin; he couldn't rip it off so easily. Shame, he was damn sure her body would be an amazing sight.

He ordered Delamain to take the long route because right now, this was the only place in Night City worth being. Drowning in her tight, sucking mouth.

"There!"

He chose to be ruthless because she had offered herself so completely, no holding back, no acting coy. Cypher lost himself to the pleasure, to the warm, creamy, slick grip of her mouth, squeezing him so hard it bordered on aching. But he wanted more; he wanted to be all the way in.

"Take it all!"

Cypher pressed both hands on the back of her head and shoved her hard, ramming his hips upward at the same time. The last two thick inches speared past her gag reflex and slammed balls-deep into her clutching throat, stretching her mercilessly.

"Aaaaaah! Fuck! That's it!"

He groaned when, at last, he felt her swollen lips seal tight around the base of his cock, buried in his rough, trimmed pubes. He held her there, locked in place, savoring the violent convulsions of her gullet squeezing around every throbbing inch. Her nose flared desperately against his pelvis, hot little puffs of air tickling his skin while wet gurgles bubbled up from her stuffed throat.

"Ghk! Glu-uh… Ngh!"

He kept her face down, shaking her head from side to side like a toy, grinding her nose harder into his pubes so her throat rippled and milked his cock in frantic spasms.

"Cough! Aaaaagh! You're… a lot… to take in!" She pulled back the moment he eased, gasping. Strings of thick spit connected her lips to his glistening shaft.

Cypher finally released her entirely and pushed her. "Get down."

One good thing about the taxi was that it was spacious. He easily pulled T-Bug down between his legs, kneeling low on the floor.

He saw her entire face was a ruined mess, glossy precum and spit coated her dark skin in shiny streaks, making his pale fluids look even more sinful where they dripped from her chin and smeared across her cheeks. Her big eyes were glassy and watery, lashes clumped, nose runny and flushed.

Damn… hot. Her insane conviction to choke herself on his cock had Cypher throbbing harder than ever.

"Slobber on it." He ordered, relaxing back against the seat like a king, watching the show as the gorgeous dark-skinned netrunner worshiped him.

"Mmmmm."

He watched in utter delight as T-Bug rubbed his spit-soaked cock all over her face.

His length flexed happily as she rolled the thick shaft across her forehead, kissed and licked the pulsing underside from balls to leaking tip. She smeared the messy mix of precum and throat slime everywhere, making him gulp.

"What…" She licked, kissed, and spoke between hungry laps. "Will you… mmm… teach me… Cypher?"

"First lesson!" Cypher guided her face lower, pressing her mouth to his heavy balls. "How to put that mouth to… oh, good use."

"Heh." With a naughty little giggle, T-Bug kept stroking his slick cock with a tight fist while her lips wrapped around his balls. She rolled them on her tongue, one after the other, bathing them in a flood of warm spit until they were dripping with white froth.

Oh, she knew she was a mess.

And Cypher loved every nasty bit of it. "Let's end this."

"Do you want me to?" She suggested, already reaching for the zipper of her netrunning suit.

"No, if we go that way, Del will run out of Choo by the time I'm done with you. And I got a meeting with Rogue, so be a dear and… drink it all."

No more words were needed.

T-Bug stopped stroking and cradled one of his heavy balls in each palm, rolling and massaging them while she used only her plump, swollen lips to pleasure his cock. She sucked his shaft back in with wet, hungry slurps.

Slosh! Slick! Slosh!

She kept her lips squeezed tight, sliding them up and down his length in long, sloppy strokes, letting him press her head down until her nose was buried again and again. Every time he forced her balls-deep, her smooth, dusky neck bulged, her throat contracting around him.

Before long, she was getting face-fucked at full brutal speed. Wet, nasty sounds filled the cab; loud, rhythmic, choking gags mixed with the wet squelch of her spit flooding out around his pistoning cock.

Thick ropes of bubbly spit poured from the stretched corners of her mouth in messy waterfalls, splattering onto her tits still half-hidden in the open collar. Her watery eyes rolled back, tears streaking her umber cheeks as he used her throat like a tight cunt.

Splurt! Guhhk! Glurk!

Cypher had no intention of going slow and gentle until the end. The feeling was otherworldly. How could he give that up? Tight, slick, bumping over every sensitive vein. Such ecstasy made his toes curl in his shoes.

Plap! Plap!

He fully fucked her face to the lips, heavy balls slapping against her chin with every brutal thrust.

"Coming! Fuck! Drink it all, T!"

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