Cyberpunk - Badland Madman [Cyberpunk 2077]

Without waiting, Cypher finally positioned his cockhead against her entrance and pushed. He moved slowly, stretching her pussy open. She was tight, and that made his doubts clear; she hadn't fucked anyone in a long, long time.

"Aaaaaaah! You're… big!" Gloria moaned, her nails scraping against the counter as her walls clenched hard around the invading flesh rod.

She felt like she was being split apart. It had been years since anything this thick had been inside her. The burning stretch was intense, almost too much, forcing her to feel every inch as he sank deeper. She hadn't felt attracted to any man in forever. Men were just… Men.

"Oooooh! Too much!" she cooed breathlessly.

She felt guilty. She felt like a terrible person for using him like this. She didn't have feelings for him, not really. But there was a small spark of real attraction. He was charismatic, more than any man she knew. And… he was powerful.

She cursed herself, aware she was a bad mother. Trying to use Cypher for her own selfishness, she felt ashamed. But she felt that, if it was gonna be any man, at least it was with someone like Cypher.

"Mmmmgh…" Her head dropped again, tongue lolling out slightly as the overwhelming sensation of being stuffed full finally pushed her over the edge again. She came hard on his cock, her pussy rippling and fluttering around his girth in greedy spasms.

It was… not something she hated. It felt good, embarrassingly good. A sensation she had almost forgotten.

Plap! Plap!

She felt his thrusts grow faster, his pelvis slapping loudly against her jiggling ass.

"Hmm?"

But then Gloria saw an incoming call in her vision. "D-Dee's calling! He's too early!"

Seriously? Ain't even hiding it now?

"Don't pick it up! I'm close!"

Cypher heard her words and immediately wrapped his arms around her torso from behind. One strong hand groped her swaying breast, pinching the nipple, while the other grabbed her chin and turned her face sideways. He crushed his mouth against hers in a messy kiss, tongue invading as he kept pounding into her pussy.

Plap! Plap! Plap!

Gloria could barely think. Every brutal thrust sent jolts of pleasure through her body. His cock felt deep, shifting her insides. The guilt and shame mixed with the pleasure, making everything feel filthier, making her cunt clench even harder.

She was so fucking tight that Cypher knew he wouldn't last long. Already, he could hear insistent knocks on the apartment door. David was right outside.

Atlas had delayed as much as possible. But David wasn't dumb, and he needed to end this before the bastard got any ideas.

Cypher fucked her harder, chasing his release with fiery desperation.

Slosh! Slosh!

He felt how scorching hot she was inside, her walls drenched and throbbing all along his length, milking him greedily. The heavy bounce of her tits in his palm, combined with her eager tongue swirling against his, finally pushed him over the edge.

"Gaaaah!"

Cypher slammed balls-deep one last time, and finally exploded.

His cock pulsed as thick, creamy ropes of white erupted straight into her. He kept grinding deep, shoving his load deeper with short thrusts while her pussy greedily sucked every drop out of him. Thick batter flooded her overstuffed cunt until it had nowhere else to go. Every hard thrust forced creamy globs to squelch out around his shaft, splattering messily.

He kept pumping through the pleasure, savoring the warm, creamy overflow as it spurted around his girth, dripping down her thighs and running down onto her bunched-up jeans and panties.

Gloria's eyes fluttered, completely overwhelmed. The sensation of his viscous batter flooding deep inside her core made her chest tighten. She had almost forgotten how it felt, that deep, sticky fullness, that unnatural warmth spreading through her belly. It felt dirty… and strangely emotional.

His cock continued pulsing inside her for a long moment, thick spurts still leaking out even after he finally slowed. Only then did it reluctantly slip out.

"Too bad…" Cypher muttered, breathing hard. He turned Gloria around and pulled her into a dirty, drooling kiss. "Had to cut my fantasy short."

Gloria's face flushed bright red. "I… We… Well… We can… Maybe meet in the club… maybe."

Cypher chuckled, licking his lips as he admired the beautiful mess he'd made. Her tits still out, nipples swollen and red. Her belly marked by his hands. Her creamy thighs glistened with his cream as it continued leaking from her pussy.

"I'd like that. But for now, I should run to the bathroom."

Gloria's eyes widened as she remembered David. Hurriedly, she pulled her bra down, fixed her t-shirt, and then pulled her panties and jeans up. She didn't bother wiping the cream still leaking out of her. It soaked into her panties instantly, warm and sticky against her pussy. She quickly wiped her face and tried to fix her messy hair.

Cypher was already inside the bathroom by then. The last thing he heard was the front door opening and David's complaining voice echoing through the apartment.

He took a shower there since his face and head were drenched in Gloria's juices. He almost thought of calling her over with some excuse and teasing a little, but decided against it. David was already suspicious of him.

But again, what was it to David who he fucked or who his mother fucked.

Eventually, he came out in just his white formal shirt and black pants, as his jacket was too dirty. He saw David lazily lying on the couch and then stiffly sat up at his sight.

"M-Mr… Blackwell? You're here?"

Cypher waved. "Yeah, needed a quick shower. Badlands ain't exactly clean to wander around in."

He eyed Gloria in the kitchen, blushing towards him nonstop. It was cute, and he didn't mind her reasoning. He wasn't looking for a serious relationship to begin with.

But it made him hard again just knowing what hot mess she was hiding between her legs in those blue jeans. He knew, however, that he wouldn't get lucky again that day. David was home, and seeing the light in the boy's eyes, he knew he wasn't going to be left alone.

"M-Mr. Blackwell… uh, I wanted to say, I wasn't trying to sell you out before, alright? Didn't know you were that hardcore. The way you zeroed those Scavs was preem. I even saw the BD an—"

"You did what?!" Gloria snapped from the kitchen, furious. "David! I warned you not to buy any more of those XBDs. They screw with your head, you hear me?!"

Cypher nearly flinched at the loudness of Gloria's angry shout. He'd banged her so hard, and her moan was never that loud. Hearing her now only gave him a greater target for the next time.

She sure got a temper.

"M-Mom... Chill, I didn't even buy it. Just borrowed it. And I'm almost eighteen, I can handle it."

"Well, you're not eighteen yet. Now go inside, change your clothes, and come join us. Dinner's almost on the table. And try not to bug Mr. Blackwell too much," Gloria ordered.

Cypher sat in relief, seeing David docile to his mother. Well, she was earning great now, so that should have made her far more important in David's life. The boy was likely pampered with more expendable income and pocket money.

Half an hour later, he was at the dinner table. Too bad, most of the things were fake, and just meant to look like the real thing. Or taste distantly similar. But still, what Gloria had cooked tasted better than what was outside.

Gloria was seated right beside him, and David was on the other side. He could, but he chose not to feel her leg and focused on the food.

"How's Arasaka Academy treating you?" he asked the boy.

"Yeah, it's chill, same boring crap as always. Dunno why I even go there. You didn't, right? And I heard you're a nomad, so like—"

"Nomads get way better schooling than city rats," Cypher bluntly replied. "We still do school the old way. Real books, real teachers, not just screens and voices in your head. We learn all kinds of stuff from the jump. That's why a lotta nomads don't talk with much slang. They were raised reading dusty old books and weird history crap."

"Really? Man, I never knew that. Anyway, I peeped your website earlier. The fits on there are hella preem. Been stacking eddies so I can get some for myself. Oh, what else you got cooking? Anything fun?"

"Dee! Enough, don't annoy Mr. Blackwell," Gloria warned.

But Cypher entertained it anyway. "I don't just work on one thing. I'm juggling like fifty different projects. Semiconductors, energy stuff, guns, clothes, whatever. I seriously doubt you'd find BCS theory, Bose-Einstein condensation, the Meissner effect, all that nerdy shit interesting."

"..."

As expected, David shut his mouth after that, to not sound dumb.

Cypher ate his dinner, and he enjoyed it more than he usually did. There was even dessert, some churros made out of who knows what. But it was sweet, and he destroyed it on his plate. Didn't leave a single crumb.

"I'll head home now." He soon got up and put on his suit jacket.

"Can I go to your club, Mr. Blackwell?" David asked from his chair, still stabbing food.

"No! You're not old enough," Gloria immediately scolded.

Cypher said nothing after that and walked over to the door. Since there was a wall with shoe racks blocking the entrance and the living area, there was some privacy. Before he opened the door, he looked at Gloria.

Cypher smoothly shifted closer to her; she did the same. He hugged her, just a simple goodbye hug. But his hands lingered on her soft bottom that was probably still stained with the aftermath of his unleashed heat.

"See you at the club." He said and moved away, opening the door.

"I will, Mr. Blackwell."

Cypher didn't look back, but he knew she was looking at him from half out of her door. He took the turn in the lobby and finally left her line of sight. He called the elevator there.

[I thought you were going to remain for the night here.]

"I was gonna do it, but then I changed my mind. I want her to confess first."

[Confess what?]

"The real reason she's physical with me. I doubt she sees me romantically. If she finds my dick nice to ride and likes orbiting around the comfort that comes with my money and power, cool, but I need her to just say it straight first. Then we know where the lines are."

[You fear repeating Misty's situation?]

"Yeah, that was kinda the whole idea. I never actually promised Misty anything, but hell, I get why she got the wrong impression. Man, I kinda miss her though. I oughta take her to Embers for lunch, let her try some actual food."

[She will refuse, as per my evaluation of her personality.]

"Then I gotta convince her harder. Anyway, let's head home and work."

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Cypher didn't leave his home for the next two days. He prepared himself for either building a power source from the new itch or raiding Arasaka Waterfront. And by then, the itch in the brain had started to affect him.

It annoyed him too easily as the throbbing pain in the head became random. It was like someone was poking from the middle of his brain, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. He just busied himself working on the next batch of products Obsidian was going to launch.

This time, it was stuff from the SecUnit. The first one was a biological eye with a tech overlay. It wasn't going to sell a lot, however. Then there was synthetic muscle, and this he knew would sell a lot. It was a few times better than what was in the market. So, he nerfed it and made it only 30% better than what was in the market.

During those days, he received a call from Judy. Atlas had already estimated the success to be close to certainty, but finally getting the green light from Lizzie's Bar was comforting. The deal he had proposed to Susanna Quinn was finalized digitally.

Money was transferred, and Cypher got ownership of 20% of Lizzie's Bar. At the same time, Lizzie's Studio was established to make, publish, and distribute BDs. Cypher owned 95% of it.

Finally, when the third night approached, Cypher tested the Exo-Suit, and it made him over seven feet tall. Sadly, it could only jump really high, but not fly. The Servo-skull's anti-gravity engine's body-to-gravity ratio didn't match the suit. But it was still sleek and covered his body from every side. The helmet had no glass; it was completely metal with the screen inside that gave him a full 360-degree view of his surroundings as if there was no helmet at all.

The blaster mounted on his shoulder worked just as well, but it was controlled by Atlas. In fact, if needed, Atlas could control the entire suit remotely. Atlas was already doing the heavy lifting, using Cypher's brainwave interface to move the armor as per his intent with zero lag.

"Well… time for another itch."

Cypher sat down in front of his computer again in the underground factory. This time, he wasn't as nervous or restless. He had no plans to destroy another keyboard and screen.

Atlas started the countdown. "Five… Four… Three… Two… One… Zero…"

Cypher had closed his eyes and felt that strange, cosmic connection. The data came in instantly, and this time there was a lot. It was both overwhelming and underwhelming to him. He saw how game-changing it was, but at the same time, it wasn't what he needed.

"Prepare for it, Atlas. Looks like we're hitting Arasaka after all." Cypher gently opened his eyes.

"What did you get?" Atlas asked.

"Hydroponics Bay. It's a greenhouse from Star Trek, and it don't need soil to grow plants. Guess all that shit I was rambling about back at the Aldecaldos camp is turning real way faster than I expected. Problem is, we're still fucked. This thing sucks down power just like SecUnit. Originally, it's powered by a damn starship engine, so we're definitely gonna need that Fusion Reactor, Atlas."

"The plans for Arasaka Waterfront operation and scientist extraction are complete," Atlas immediately informed. "We must proceed quickly, or the itch's side effects will make this impossible."

"Yeah, I'm with you. But I gotta crank out a few more Fusion Cores first. If we're heading in there, we gotta drain all the power we can. Then we can burn the extra cores on whatever power-hungry itch comes up later. At least till we get a fusion reactor running."

Atlas was already working, setting up workbenches to make the Fusion Cores. "I was about to suggest it."

"And prepare to raid Biotechnica next."

"For what reason? I already possess most of their data," Atlas said, then immediately understood. "I will begin preparations."

Cypher got up from the chair and moved to the workbench.

"Yeah, Hydroponics Bay's gonna need seeds."

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