Suburban Cyborg

by Gloria Martin

  I held her bottom in my hands while she wrapped her legs around my waist. I quickly moved with her from the front door to the bedroom and I fell with her onto the bed. Melanie giggled as we plopped down and bounced a little on the bed. The sound of the bed had riotous effects on me. Arousal pumped through my veins and my body felt hot.

  “You’re really warm,” Melanie said as her hands slid underneath the jacket I wore and met the bare skin of my abdomen. She unzipped the jacket and I stood briefly to pull it off. Melanie’s eyes roamed over every inch of bare skin. I could feel her hot gaze touch my chest, stomach, shoulders, and arms. She stood up and let her hands trace every line of my torso. My sex was swollen and I felt the need to be inside her with every breath I took.

  I bent down to press my lips to hers and I slid my tongue into her mouth. The sensation was intoxicating. I caressed her tongue with mine and she moaned softly as she swayed into me. I slid my hands beneath her sweater and pulled it off in one quick motion. Our lips briefly parted, but soon they were back on mine. She was an expert with her mouth; she kissed, licked and nibbled at my lips, driving my blood to roar in my ears.

  I sat her down on the bed and quickly undressed her until she was naked. My eyes and hands touched every inch of her beautiful body. The curve of her calves, her hips and waist. I held her breasts in my hands and became enraptured by the pinkness of her nipples. I leaned down to run my tongue around each and Melanie moaned. Her hand pushed into my hair and her back arched, granting me better access to her breasts.

  I pinched and rolled her other nipple in between my fingers and she moaned once more. I felt I was addicted to the sound and wanted to make her do it more.

  *****

  Melanie

  Josiah was devouring my breasts. He sucked on them, nibbled on them, and ran his tongue all over them. All I could do was hold onto his arm with one hand in his soft hair, and moan. He knew exactly what to do to make me moan and it perplexed me even more. How was I about to have sex with someone I just met, who I’d just accused of stalking me, but who felt as if I’ve known forever?

  It was weird, but once the anger left me I felt safe with Josiah. I felt like we’d been in each other’s presence for years. Not to mention he was sportingly sexy and was doing great things with his mouth. Josiah’s hands pushed me further back onto the bed and then he spread my thighs open. His mouth slid down from my breasts, to my belly button, and then slid down to my sex.

  My hips bucked and Josiah’s silver eyes seemed to gleam as they gazed up at me. He held my hips with his hands, and his tongue slid in between my folds and circled around my clitoris. He drew out a long moan from me and then his tongue started to flick against my clit relentlessly. I cried out and tried to move my hips so I could rub myself on his mouth. His hands held me down though and I couldn’t move much. He increased the pressure on my clit with his tongue and I arched against his mouth.

  Pleasure coursed through my body and my sex was clenching impatiently. My nipples were hardened into peaks and they also ached for his attention. I squeezed my breasts in my hand and pinched then rolled my nipples for some sort of relief. All it did was build up to a huge orgasm that threatened to cascade over me. Josiah slid one finger into me and I clenched tightly around it which caused him to take in a sharp breath.

  Josiah hooked his finger inside of me and pressed against my G-spot. I cried out and then the orgasm rushed right through me with wave after wave of pleasure. I jerked and shook on the bed while he pulled off his jeans and shoes. He was commando underneath and the size of his cock as it sprang free was impressive.

  Josiah climbed onto the bed, between my spread legs, and he pulled me down to meet his cock. He held my legs in his hands from underneath my knees and I guided him inside without prompt. His warm cock twitched in my hand and then slid in easily, as I was soaking wet and ready for him.

  He filled me up completely and my vision lost focus at the pleasure of it. My sex clenched tightly around him and I forced myself to focus on his face. He was holding himself with tight restraint, but his eyes were practically glowing. Josiah lowered his body onto mine and he held himself up with his hands. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he moved slowly in and out of me. I was at a loss, I had never had sex that felt so good, so fulfilling before.

  His hips started to move faster against mine, and then faster still. I didn’t even have to ask him, again he just knew how I wanted him to move. I gripped his arms and held on as each thrust sent wave after wave of pleasure up and through me. My sex tightened and quivered around his cock and I knew I was going to come soon. My back arched and Josiah’s arms moved to encircle my waist and I was enveloped in his warmth. He curled over me so that I wouldn’t bear all his weight and then I was fracturing into a million pieces. The orgasm was devastating and I cried out as I shook underneath Josiah. He kept going though and soon my orgasm melded into another. Tears fell from the corner of my eyes as the pleasure grew to be almost painful, just almost.

  Soon after my second orgasm Josiah moaned my name and I soon felt the hot spurt of his release empty into me. I caressed his back as he came and he buried his face in my neck. Once we were both recovered Josiah slowly slid out of me and the evidence of his release leaked out of me. Josiah’s eyes were rapt on it and a slow smirk spread across his face. He stood, completely naked, and walked across the hall into my bathroom before he returned with a cloth to clean me up.

  “That was…” I was at a loss for words and I sounded kind of drunk. I felt like I had the best internal massage and all I wanted to do was curl up with Josiah and sleep. Josiah finished taking care of me and he climbed halfway onto the bed to press a kiss to my lips.

  “You have not yet eaten any dinner Melanie. I will make you something,” Josiah pulled on his jeans and padded out of the room, shirtless. I smiled and then burrowed under the covers. It was all of a sudden cold in the room, I wanted Josiah back already and he was only steps away in my kitchen. I wondered everything about him; what he did, where he was from, why he spoke so properly. I mostly wanted to know why I was so irrationally attracted to him. I was fairly certain it had to do with his eyes. After I got through yelling at him I realized there was kindness in the silver depths. Josiah, for whatever reason, hadn’t been stalking me to kill me or anything; that much I was certain of.

  “I’ve made grilled cheese, it is the only American food I know how to make,” he said. I giggled and he walked over to the bed with a plate of grilled cheese for me to eat. It was pretty good, the cheese was melted perfectly and the bread was nicely buttered and crispy.

  “You know how to make a grilled cheese pretty well I must admit,” I said. Josiah smiled, pleased with himself, and he watched me eat until I was finished. He set the plate aside on my nightstand before getting under the covers with me. As he pulled me firmly against his chest I was glad that for whatever reason he was following me around. By that point, I didn’t want him to leave.

  *****

  Josiah

  Melanie was still sound asleep. My left arm was feeling a bit strange and I needed to fix the stiffness in the elbow joint before she woke up. I carefully replaced myself with a pillow and wrapped her arms around it while I sat up against her headboard. I flexed my arm and felt that there was indeed some stiffness. The doctors who had given me the robotic enhancements told me that if this ever happened all I needed to do was detach and reattach. Whatever was the cause of the stiffness would reset and fix itself. I pressed against the depression on the inside of my elbow and then turned my forearm. There was a muted click, and then the arm twisted off cleanly. I saw the stainless metal of the inner working of my new arm and the odd blue coated wire ends that waited to be reattached.

  I quickly twisted on the arm once more and the muted click was heard. The numbness that spread through my arm, when I detached a part of it, quickly fled and I flexed my arm and made sure everything was normal once again. I was ready to take Melanie in my arms once again, but when I looke
d down at her she was staring up at me with wide, horrified eyes.

  “What are you?” she said, her voice a choked whisper. She slowly sat up and moved away from me. I briefly panicked at the thought that she could be frightened of me and not want to see me any longer.

  “Please do not be afraid…I am not all mechanical, I simply have robotic arms and legs…” I expressed myself in completely the wrong way and I closed my eyes in exasperation with myself. “Can you listen to my explanation without running from me?” I asked her and she studied my face before she gave a slow nod.

  “I am not from this planet…I come from a planet called Rodon a few galaxies away. My race is endangered due to a devastating war that nearly wiped us out. My king so to speak sent me here to see if it would be possible for Rodonian men to mate with human women, if it would be possible to bring human women to our planet without any messy repercussions. I’ve been here for six months observing the lives of women and that is how I came across you…” I hoped she did not find any offense or any reason to throw me out of her apartment.

  “So you’ve been studying me? That’s why you were following me?” Melanie asked, anger creeping into her tone. I saw as she quickly masked the hurt in her eyes. Melanie pulled the blankets higher around her body to hide herself from me. “How many other women have you done this with? How many others have you followed around and seduced?” Melanie could not mask the hurt in her voice and I moved to comfort her, but she was a stubborn woman as I was beginning to see, and she gave me a warning glare. “Answer my question,” she said angrily.

  “I have not done this with any other woman; you are the only one I have followed around at length. The only one I found myself attracted to and enraptured by…I was hoping to bring you back to Rodon with me so that we could be married,” I was truthful with her and transparent. I wanted her to see that I meant no harm.

  “You want to…you want to take me back with you?” Melanie’s voice was slightly dazed and her expression confused. I nodded in earnest and she bit her lip before a shy smile spread across her face. “It would be a cool adventure.” Her small smile turned into a full-on grin and I breathed a sigh of relief.

  “You would not spurn me then?” I asked in all hopes she would agree to come with me.

  “No…I’ve got nothing here so I’d like to come with you. Yeah.” Melanie smiled up at me, her expression free and clear of doubt. She really wanted to be with me! I smiled joyously and picked her up from the bed into an enveloping hug.

  “Well, let us go now then! My term on this planet is up and I must return to Lord Rixon with my report.”

  I quickly dressed, excited to present Melanie to Lord Rixon and to be married to her so that she would belong to me in all ways.

  “Wait, don’t you want to shower with me first?” Melanie walked towards the bathroom completely naked, her hips swaying enticingly and her round backside moving in kind with every step. I was enraptured and briefly forgot about my haste to return to Rodon. I all but ripped off my clothing and chased after her into the shower. I could scarcely keep my hands off of her and I wondered how we would ever get back to Rodon in the time that I was expected to return.

  We finally managed to get ready to depart and I advised her that the city of Voltaire in Rodon was also in the beginnings of winter. She dressed in a blue sweater, jeans, and black boots. Her hair was styled as it always was, enticingly curly and seemingly wild as it hung loose around her shoulders. As I watched her take a few pictures and things she wanted to keep with her all I wanted was to take her back to that bed again.

  I refrained though, and once Melanie had collected all of her sentimental items into a duffel bag I took her hand and we left her apartment for the last time to travel the short way to my space craft. I had hidden it in an abandoned subway tunnel that let out to a cave where people slept and hid from the cold at night. Those people would not be believed if they told of their having seen a sleek black jet fly out of the tunnel and into the sky.

  *****

  Josiah

  Melanie and I made it to the space craft and her eyes widened. “I mean I figured you had to be telling the truth because I saw your cyborg arm, but…this just made it all real,” Melanie whispered as I helped her get into the hatch. She settled in the seat behind mine and I made sure she fastened the protective restraints before I got in and the glass hood enclosed around us.

  “So Rodon and Earth are similar right? I won’t die if I breathe the air?” Melanie asked. I chuckled.

  “If that were so I would never bring you there in the first place,” I said.

  She was excited, yet nervous. That much was easy to tell. The space craft came to life and I inputted Rodon’s coordinates and told the craft to launch. It hovered off of the ground and then shot forward out of the cave and into the sky. If any of the homeless men had blinked, they would not have seen us whizz by.

  “It goes so fast! But we’re not stuck to our seats, that’s incredible…”

  I smiled, she would be dazzled by many of the advancements on Rodon compared to those of Earth. We had just broken Earth’s atmosphere into space when I received the transmission.

  “Josiah, comment.” It was Lord Rixon. His voice echoed through the small craft and brought me to attention. I sobered at the gravity of his tone. Why was he transmitting to me personally?

  “Lord Rixon, I am on my return to Rodon,” I informed him and waited for his reply.

  “Rodon is under attack; word got out to our Lorascan enemies that we are now an endangered race. They have moved against our planet with endeavors to eradicate our race altogether.”

  The grave news sent ice through my veins and my heart grew hot with anger and hate for the Lorascan villains who thought they could stomp us out.

  “What do you need of me my lord?” I asked. My tone was grave and determined as my heart set out to do anything that would save my planet and my race.

  “They have gone for a full frontal attack and have brought all of their military assets to our space zones. They think we are helpless, but I need you to take out their central command to cripple all of their dependent weaponry and fighting means. You must destroy their mother ship,” said Lord Rixon.

  I quickly reset the coordinates back for Earth. I needed to get Melanie to safety.

  “Yes my lord, I will do this.” I assured Lord Rixon. He didn’t need to remind me that the fate of our race depended on my completing this mission. The transmission ended and Melanie cleared her throat.

  “Where are we going? Didn’t we already pass Jupiter?” she asked and I nodded.

  “Yes, I need to return you to Earth so that you will be safe in case anything happens. I will return for you as soon as I complete my mission Melanie,” I said. She reached forward to flick me on the back of the neck.

  “What do I look like, some helpless maiden? I want to go with you, I can help you take down the central command, or mother ship or whatever it is,” Melanie said resolutely. There was a steel edge to her voice. She was determined.

  “Melanie I would not be able to live with myself if anything happened to you, I must get you to safety,” I pleaded with her, but it was as if she did not hear a word I had uttered.

  “So what’s the plan for how we are going to take down the Lorax people?”

  All I could do was laugh at that moment.

  “The Lorascan peoples,” I corrected her. She sighed as if it did not matter much. Which it did not as I was intent on killing as many of those bullies as I could. I sighed deeply and reset the coordinates. The space craft slowed to turn direction yet again and it shot off at full speed for Rodon and our solar system.

  “The ship is built for speed, not combat, so we cannot sustain much of a gunfight out in space. We will have to board their central command and disable it somehow from within…I could possibly use you as a distraction…” The beginnings of a plan formed in my mind and I glanced behind me to see Melanie waiting patiently for me to finish my thought.
“You might become imprisoned, but I will break you out before we leave the central command ship,” I ensured her.

  “Alright, let’s do this,” she said. Melanie perplexed me in that moment, but she amazed and awed me all the same. I was right in my decision to marry that woman.

  We entered Rodon’s space zone and the impressive silver fleet of the Lorascan space navy stretched out around our planet. I switched off the autopilot and took control of the craft. As I navigated around the many different kinds of ships, I managed to dodge the heavy fire of Lorascan titanium. That metal could puncture any hull. One good shot and Melanie and I would be floating dead in space.

  It was a light show as the shells were shot at dizzying speed, but our craft held up and soon we neared the central command ship. It was a giant disc in the midst of many other small fighter crafts and larger heavy artillery crafts. The one thing we outsmarted the Lorascans at was our ability to make a space craft that could move at nearly the speed of light.

  I rounded the large silver disc and flew underneath it where there was a small pocket for landing. It was dark in the hangar, and I was instantly wary of the implications. As our craft neared the landing strip the lights gradually lit until the entire hangar was visible. There was row after row of space craft and I quickly landed and hid our smaller, sleeker, craft in between the rows. I opened the small compartment by my left foot and pulled out the two breather masks that was standardly outfit to each Rodonian space craft. I handed one to Melanie and helped her put it on correctly before I secured mine and then we exited the craft.

  *****

  Josiah

  Melanie and I ran low to the nearest lit entrance into the ship and I forced the door open. Inside was a long lit hall with cream-colored concave walls. We cautiously hurried down along the hall, until we reached a sort of bustling lobby area. There were uniformed Lorascans everywhere. We stood out with our human attire. The Lorascans were average in height and looked largely humanoid apart from their third eyes and paper-white skin.