Suburban Cyborg

by Gloria Martin

  “Now what do you want to do with me?” Jessica asked, stroking his cheek.

  “Open your legs.”

  Jessica obeyed and he kissed her neck, running his fingers up her thighs in agonizing slowness. She leaned into his kiss as he pulled her thong to the side and slowly stroked her pussy. Jessica was soaking and every move Curtis made seeming precise, like he was completely in tune with her body. He pulled down her bra straps one by one with his free hand while still stroking her clit. Jessica could hear her own breaths get ragged as he sucked her breasts, swirling his tongue slowly over each nipple. Her legs were shaking. She really was about to come in front of a man who was still fully clothed. He had unraveled her.

  “Oh God,” Jessica moaned as she came hard on his hand.

  Curtis smiled at her and was out of his jeans and polo in seconds, holding a hard, long thick cock in his hands.

  “Now you see why I needed you so wet. Lay down, beautiful.”

  She obeyed and he crawled between her legs, kissing her thighs as he pulled off her panties. He dragged his tongue between her breasts and down her stomach before sinking his tongue deep into her pussy. Jessica arched her back, grinding against his lips. Right as she felt herself about to dive over the edge, his dick slammed into her.

  “It’s okay, baby. I’ll go slow.”

  Jessica held his neck as his dick dove deeper and deeper inside of her. He was stretching, filling her until she felt like her eyes would roll in the back of her head. He pulled her legs onto his shoulders so she could take him even deeper, and she cried out in pleasure as the full weight of his cock massaged her clit. She was soaking and for the first time actually screaming a man’s name. It was not the compulsory moans just to get sex over with. It was raw, carnal, back arching sex. She could not believe that Curtis had this is him.

  “Oh shit. I’m gonna come, baby,” Curtis said, grinding into her.

  She pulled him into a deep kiss as he came hard inside of her.

  “I knew we should have skipped desert,” Jessica said, kissing him again. “That was so worth it though.”

  “Yeah? Well, there’s more where that came from if you want to stay the night,” Curtis said, combing her hair back behind her ears.

  Jessica felt a pang of guilt and not just because it was a school night. She was texting Mark right before she came on this date and was probably going to call him before going to bed. She still had not told either of them about the other, and had a sinking feeling in her stomach that it was about that time to make a choice.

  “I don’t think that’s such a good idea, Curt.”

  “You sure? Is everything okay?”

  “Oh yes, of course. I had a great time. I just—I don’t want to get ahead of ourselves.”

  “You mean because we slept together? Jessica, I do like you. I swear it’s not just sex to me.”

  “I know. Me neither. I like you too. I just have some lesson plans to get together and I had such a good time I don’t want to ruin it.”

  Curtis’s face seemed to fall and she wanted to perk him up. She did not want to discourage him at all. Her head was just in an orgasm-induced fog and to make matters worse she had a date with Mark in two days. Should she just call it off now and see where things go with Curtis, or keep going? All she could think were selfish thoughts like if Curtis could blow her mind like this, what tricks was Mark hiding?

  *****

  Curtis

  Mark had left for the day for his mountain biking trip and all Curtis could think about was Jessica. They had talked since they had slept together, but something was different. She seemed distant and distracted. He could not tell what he did wrong. Curtis wanted to talk to Mark about it but he was too caught up in his new girl, so it was just Curtis and his what-ifs alone in the loft. Curtis jumped when a flash of lightening burst into the room, followed by a boom of thunder.

  “Poor Mark,” Curtis mumbled to himself.

  It seemed Mark would not be getting lucky after all. If it was raining at their house, it was sure as hell was raining in the woods. Like clockwork, Curtis’s cellphone rang. It was Mark.

  “Hey man,” Curtis said, peering out of the rain-streaked bay window.

  “Hey, ugh, I’m sure you can see from home, right?” Mark yelled into the receiver.

  “Yes, it’s a damn hurricane outside. Did your girl even show up?”

  “Nah, man. I texted her that we would reschedule. I’m on my way back now. Just thought we could talk about the whole living situation and clear the air.”

  Curtis was about to speak when he felt his phone vibrate in his hands. Jessica was calling.

  “Um, hey Mark, let me call you back.”

  “Yeah, whatever, I’ll be back in a couple minutes,” Mark said, hanging up.

  Curtis quickly clicked over the line to hear Jessica’s bubbly voice. It was a relief because he half-expected a melancholy tone saying they should not see each other again.

  “Jess? Hey,” Curtis said, leaning on the counter.

  “Hey, um, can I come over? I really want to talk to you,” Jessica said.

  It sounded like she was in a tunnel.

  “Um, sure. I’m home now. My roommate will be in soon, but we can talk for sure.”

  “Awesome. I’m on my way. Like five minutes out.”

  “Um, Jess?”

  “Yeah?”

  “Is everything okay?”

  “I hope so. I mean yes sure. I just—I want to see you.”

  “Come on over then.”

  Curtis hung up and took a deep breath. He cleaned up a bit and tossed Mark’s fireman uniform in his room. By the time the doorbell rang, he felt the place was relatively clean, but his heart was pounding. Jessica stood, mildly damp from the rain, in the doorframe.

  “Come in. Come in,” Curtis said, smiling and pulling Jessica inside.

  “Hey, sorry, to just show up like this,” Jessica said, pulling off he hoodie.

  “No, I’m glad to see you. I thought something was wrong.”

  “Wrong? Why?”

  Curtis rubbed his hands over his buzzed hair, wondering how transparent he should be. He pointed to the sofa in the living room and Jessica sat tentatively. He sat beside her. She really seemed nervous and was knotting her wet fingers together.

  “Can I get you a blanket or some dry clothes?” Curtis asked, rubbing her hands in his.

  “No, it’s not too bad I—”

  Jessica froze and stared off at the photos by the flat screen television. The color was draining out of her face and she sharply pulled her hands out of Curtis’s.

  “Jess? What’s wrong?”

  Jessica did not answer. She just rose from the sofa and leaned in, staring at the photos on the wall. It was nothing spectacular, just his and Mark’s firemen photos and some other random pictures from when they were both rookies.

  “There’s no way,” Jessica said, turning to look at Curtis and then covering her mouth.

  “Jess, what the hell is going on? Are you alright?”

  “I should go,” Jessica said, grabbing her jacket.

  Curtis grabbed her wrist, but she pulled away and headed for the door without another word.

  “Jess?” Mark asked as the front door swung open.

  “Oh no,” Jessica said.

  “Wait, how do you two know each other?” Curtis asked, looking from Mark to Jessica.

  Curtis had finally looked at Jessica’s clothes and realized that she was wearing biking shorts. Realization was dawning on Curtis and he felt his stomach sink. There was no way it was possible.

  “Um, what am I missing?” Mark asked, slamming the front door.

  “I can explain,” Jessica said, looking from Curtis to Mark.

  “Explain what?” Mark asked, dropping a picnic basket on the floor.

  Curtis rolled his eyes. Mark really was clueless.

  “She played us, Mark,” Curtis said, feeling like he wanted to punch a wall.

  “No! I had no idea you
two knew each other. I’m just as confused as you two are. I met Mark at the coffee shop and Curt at the grocery store. I never put together that you two knew each other let alone were roommates.”

  Curtis slumped down on the leather sofa, holding his face in his hands. He knew it was too good to be true.

  “Wow, this sucks,” Mark said, leaning back against the closed door.

  “No shit, Mark,” Curtis said, bitterly.

  “I really didn’t want to hurt anyone. I just met both of you and it was too soon to tell anything,” Jessica said, ringing her fingers together.

  “That’s why you freaked out when you saw the photos,” Curtis said, shaking his head.

  “Look, it’s an honest mistake, man,” Mark said, walking over to a recliner in the living room.

  “Um, no, this is crazy, man. I actually liked her,” Curtis said, pointing at Jessica.

  “I liked you too. I liked both of you and it was so early that I just didn’t know who to pick,” Jessica said sighing loudly.

  “Well, we’re here. Who do you want?” Mark asked, crossing his arms.

  Jessica was silent, looking from Mark to Curtis with widened eyes.

  “Jess?” Curtis asked, watching her speculatively.

  “I’m thinking. It’s just so soon and—this is so complicated,” Jessica said, holding her forehead.

  “Well, I still kind of want my date when the weather’s good again,” Mark said, shrugging.

  “Mark, seriously?” Curtis said.

  “Look, man. It’s a small town and we all just met her. I just don’t think it’s fair to gang up on her.”

  “Who do you like better, Jess?” Curtis asked.

  “Curt, you sound like a pussy, man. Besides I didn’t get to sleep with her yet so she can’t know that,” Mark said, winking.

  “I’m right here, guys,” Jessica said, plopping down in the sofa.

  “Of course, that’s how you wanted to deal with this, with a sex-off,” Curtis said, leaning back on the sofa and rubbing his forehead.

  “I mean… would that be so bad though?” Mark asked, sitting in the recliner.

  “I don’t know if I like this,” Jessica said, narrowing her eyes at Mark.

  “Me neither,” Curtis said flatly.

  “I’m saying that it’s all out in the open and I’m all for Jess making her call when she’s ready, but it the meantime, we’re trapped inside. We’re all consenting adults here. Would it really be so bad if we—you know,” Mark said, leaning on his knees and eyeing Jessica up and down.

  “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” Jessica asked.

  “I’m saying no one has to make a choice today. Like, honestly, Jess if you choose Curt, I’d support you guys, but for today, I say we explore other options,” Mark said, flashing a crooked smile at Jessica.

  “Curt?” Jessica asked, reaching for his hands.

  She was considering it. In some weird way so was he. He had never done it before. Mark had a threesome or foursome at least once a month and Curtis did wonder.

  “Fine, let’s do it then.” Curtis said.

  *****

  Curtis

  Curtis stood back and let Mark lead. He was not sure he was one hundred percent on board, but the swelling between his legs had other ideas as he watched Mark peel Jessica out of her shorts and t-shirt. He could not believe seeing Mark’s hands on Jessica’s body was actually turning him on.

  “Suck it, baby,” Mark said, pulling out of a deep kiss with Jessica.

  Jessica looked over at Curtis and he nodded slowly. He wanted to see. He could not explain why, but his dick was rock hard and getting harder as Jessica’s tongue dragged up his best friend’s cock.

  “Take your clothes off, Curt,” Jessica said, as she stroked Mark.

  Curtis obeyed as Jessica started sucking Mark deeper and slower. Curtis found his hand gliding up and down the length of his own swollen member as Jessica worked.

  “Come here Curt,” Jessica said, turning to face him.

  Without hesitation, Jessica started sucking Curtis’s dick, deep and slow. He held her head as she sent shockwaves through his groin.

  “Oh God, that’s so good, Jess,” Curtis said, feeling her kiss between his legs.

  “What about me, guys?” Jessica asked sheepishly.

  “Sit down, Curt,” Mark said, jutting his chin to the sofa.

  Curtis obeyed since this was clearly Mark’s forte.

  “Now you can ride him, Jess,” Mark said with ease like he was giving directions to a physical address.

  Curtis watched Jessica’s beautiful body glide toward him and his mouth formed the perfect O as she sank down onto his cock.

  “You like that, baby?” Curtis asked, teasing her, nipping with his hands and then with his tongue.

  “Yes,” Jessica said as she grinded into him.

  As she built a rhythm, Curtis clenched his abs to stop himself from coming. A thin sheen of sweat was covering Jessica’s body giving her a sexy, ethereal glow as she climaxed on Curtis’s dick.

  “Oh that’s good, Jess,” Curtis said, guiding her hips.

  Mark came up from behind her and started kissing her shoulders.

  “Don’t mind me,” Mark said, rubbing some lube on his hard cock.

  “Jess, lean forward for me, okay?” Mark said, kissing her shoulders.

  Curtis watched with amazement as Mark eased his dick into Jessica’s ass. Curtis saw Jessica’s eyes widen and then her mouth fell open. Curtis felt the tightness increase inside of Jessica and it took all of his strength not to come. He could barely move. Jessica was soaking and holding Curtis’s shoulders tight.

  “You okay, baby?” Curtis asked, starting to grind slow into her.

  “Yes, baby,” Jessica moaned.

  “I’m good too, guys. Thanks for asking,” Mark said through gritted teeth. “Or not. I’m gonna come.”

  Curtis, Jessica and Mark moved in sync, and Mark held Jessica’s shoulders tight as Curtis could tell he came inside of her. The tightness was overwhelming and Curtis came hard, burying himself in Jessica.

  Mark collapsed on the floor and Jessica collapsed on Curtis’s chest. He held her waist, drawing circles on her back with his fingers.

  “Do you forgive me?” Jessica whispered in Curtis’s ear.

  “What? Of course. I mean it’s crazy, but it’s no one’s fault,” Curtis said in a low voice.

  Mark rose from the wood floor and Curtis soon heard the shower come on in the neighboring bedroom.

  “What happens to us now?” Jessica asked, tracing Curtis’s jaw with her fingers.

  “That’s up to you. I mean this was fun, but I do want you, Jess. I wanted you as soon as you dropped those capers in the grocery store parking lot.”

  Jessica smiled broadly and Curtis felt his heart leap.

  “Is that why you came by today?”

  “Yes. I wanted to tell you everything. I wanted to tell you I choose you. I swear I had no idea you and Mark knew each other until I saw the photos. I damn near had a heart attack.”

  “I believe you. I just want you to know I’m serious and I don’t plan on living with him forever.”

  “I believe you. Hey, maybe I can set Mark up with my roommate.”

  “Um, no offense, but he is nowhere near ready to settle down with anyone.”

  “Ha! Neither is my roommate.”

  “They would be a match made in heaven then.”

  “Is that what we are then?” Jessica asked, kissing his lips.

  “I’d say so. You mean a lot to me, Jess. I just want you happy.”

  “We should go to your room, Curt.”

  “Oh yeah? Why is that?”

  “Isn’t it obvious? I’m tired of sharing you. I want you all to myself now.”

  “Yes ma’am.”

  Curtis jumped off the sofa with Jessica’s legs wrapped around him and her squealing with excitement as he carried her into his room. It was not how he envisioned everything playin
g out, but he was used to thinking on his feet, and he was used to following his instincts. And right now his instincts were telling him to never ever put out Jessica’s fire, no matter what happened earlier. This was truly the best spark he had ever faced in his entire life and as long as he had her, it was never going out.

  THE END

  Bonus Story 21/40

  The Date

  Enrico

  “No dad,” I answered firmly, determined to stick to my guns with this one. My father might be the powerful sort of man that can boss the rest of the world around, but I’m not having it. I flatly refuse to. “I won’t do it.”

  “Son, don’t be so ridiculous. It’s just one date – a few hours. If you do this right, it will secure things between me and Mr. Bellingham.” Then he landed the final shot. “This is your future we’re talking about here, your inheritance. Don’t you want to work towards that now, to make it great before you even get it?”

  This was what it always came down to – the business that my father ran, the one that he wanted to pass onto me. The one that I wasn’t even sure that I wanted.

  I knew that my father’s company was a well-established front for something more – he was pretty open about that with me, but I’d made it clear for a very long time that I wasn’t even slightly interested in anything he did that involved breaking the law.

  He kept telling me that I needed to grow up, that I couldn’t escape it forever, but I wasn’t certain that I actually wanted to follow in his footsteps. I was secretly harboring a secret desire to make a better life for myself. One as an artist, but of course I couldn’t tell him that.

  If only my mother hadn’t died in childbirth. I often found myself wondering how different my life would have been had she been around.

  “But dad I don’t even know Bella…” I protested a little further.

  “Don’t give me that.” He gave me a wry smile. “You’ve been on plenty of dates in your life young man, you know how to treat a lady.”

  He was right of course. Girls seemed to go wild for my dark skin, my hazelnut eyes and my tall muscular figure. It was safe to say that I was a bit of a stud in high school – but that was just something else that I’d been changing as I’d grown older, and of course dad hadn’t noticed. He only saw what he wanted to see.