Terminator, With Love

by Baphomet <mail.baphomet@gmail.com>

Chapter Three: Cum With Me If You Want to Live

John tossed his bookbag on the kitchen table and proceeded to raid the refrigerator. Cameron followed close behind him.

"Your mother and Derrick will be gone for another 3.6 hours," Cameron said.

John just nodded. He had just taken a bite out of a cold turkey sandwich. "Thanks for the update," he mumbled through a mouth full of food.

"You should take this time to masturbate," Cameron said. "I can help you."

"What the hell is wrong with you? Why do you keep bringing this up?" John said angrily. He had forbade her from entering his room at night since their last intimate encounter.

"You are at a volatile stage of human development," Cameron replied robotically. "Currently, your sexual urges are at their peak. If you don't relieve yourself periodically, you will become agitated, easily distracted, vulnerable."

"Right, right, right," John said, trying to shut her up. "Look, I've got way too much homework to do, okay?"

"Homework can wait," she insisted. "You should masturbate. I can help you."

"No! I don't want your help, okay?" John snapped her.

"Why not?"

"Because I want to find my own woman!" John yelled at her angrily. "Is that so bad? To want to be with a human woman?"

John turned his back to her, hiding the tears he felt welling in his eyes. 

"John," Cameron said in a hushed voice. She was confused. He was obviously emotionally distraught, but she didn't understand his reaction. How had she caused this? How could she remedy the situation?

The terminator put her hand on his shoulder. She caressed him gently.

"In the future, you will have many women," she said in soothing voice. "But right now, it isn't safe. I'm the only woman who is safe for you, John. You need me."

"No! No, I don't need you! Not for that!"

"John," Cameron started again. "I... I am incapable of love."

This caught his attention. He turned to face her. 

"I will never be your lover," she continued. "But you can use me now, to practice, to learn. And you can use me to relieve yourself so you will not be vulnerable to your enemies."

When she put it that way, it didn't seem so bad. He was using her like a tool, like an instruction manual for sex. How many guys wished they had something like that? He could experiment with her, learn from her. He could make all his mistakes with the machine so that he could go into his first time with a woman full of confidence and experience.

"You, uh... you know a lot about sex?" John asked.

"I have detailed files," she replied. The cold reaction of a machine.

"Let's go to the bedroom," he said, resolute in his decision.

As Cameron entered, John closed the door behind her. He hesitated, standing at the door, his back to her, he stopped to consider what he was about to do.

"Do I really want to do this?" he thought to himself. "Do I want to... do I want my first time to be with a machine instead of waiting for the right time with the right girl?"

He closed his eyes and pictured himself on a first date, fumbling with a girl's bra on the couch of a living room that looked like it was pulled from a TV sitcom. 

"Who am I kidding?" he thought to himself? "That'll never happen."

He turned to face his tutor in sexuality. She had already stripped down to her bra and panties.

"You should get undressed," she said as she unhooked her bra. John watched as the fabric fell from her body revealing those beautifully perfect tits. His cock grew hard as she bent forward to pull off her panties. Her tits dangled momentarily, the nipples, hard and straight, pointed to the ground below.

Emboldened by his growing hardon and the feeling of lust growing inside him, John pulled off his shirt. He undid his pants and let the jeans drop to the ground. Stepping out of them, his cock pitched a tent in his boxers as he walked toward the object of his desire.

He put his hands on her waist and pulled her close for a kiss. Their lips met and he tasted the sweet moistness of her mouth. His tongue darted into her eagerly and explored her depths. Cameron's hand drifted toward the cock rubbing against her bare leg. She squeezed it through the fabric of his boxer shorts, fueling his hardon. 

John kissed her cheek, her ear, her neck. He nibbled and sucked on her flesh. Cameron's hand slipped under the waistband of his boxers and clutched his cock tightly. The cool flesh of her hand met his pulsing cock. Gently, she continued to stroke him. Her other hand tugged at the waistband and the shorts fell to the ground. She pulled closer, allowing her bare breasts to press against his chest. John inhaled deeply. A distinctly sweet, strawberry fragrance filled his nostrils.

"You smell so nice," he whispered.

"It's Suave Fresh Mountain Strawberry shampoo," she said. "You should try it. It's tight."

John let out a little laugh at her vain attempt to sound human. "What I want to try are these," he said, reaching up and giving her tits a squeeze. "Come here."

He led her to the bed and sat down, pulling her on his lap. Cameron spread her legs and placed her knees on either side of him on the bed. She lifted herself up until her breasts were in his face. John eagerly took a nipple in his mouth and sucked. It was wonderful, he sucked and played with it with his tongue. Cameron surprisingly started to groan softly. 

"That feels good," she said, to his surprise. Did she mean it? Or was it her program prompting her to sound like a human woman?

He abandoned that nipple and began to suckle the second one. Eagerly, he drew her breast to his mouth. He reached around and grabbed her perfect ass with his hand, clutching the flesh tightly. 

"Oh, God, you're great," he said as he continued to suck. He twirled her around and laid her on the bed. He spread her legs and got in between them. His head descended to her cleanly shaven pussy. He couldn't get over the detail. Her stomach was covered with tiny, almost imperceptible little hairs. Goose pimples rose on the mound of her pussy. He inhaled deeply and immersed himself in the unmistakeable musky fragrance of woman's sex. He let his tongue part her lips and tasted the salty sweetness of her juices. 

John took her clitoris in his mouth and sucked. He lapped it with his tongue. Cameron's body shook and she began to moan loudly. "Oh, John!" she cried out. "That's it! Keep doing that! Oh, it feels so good!"

John stopped eating her. "How do you know how it feels?" he asked coldly. "Did SkyNet teach you to act like that?"

"No," she said. She looked at him. Her face was contorted in a combination of pleasure and frustration. If he didn't know better, he'd swear she was eager for more. "You did."

"What? I what!?!"

"You programmed me for sex, John," she said. "You taught me everything so I could teach you."

"Really?" he asked. He scooted up to face her. "Is that... is that part of your mission?"

Their faces drew closer.

"Part of it," she started. She eyed him longingly. "Part of it is to please you."

Their lips met again and they kissed passionately. Something had awakened in Cameron. Her kiss was aggressive, eager. Her tongue pushed quickly into John's mouth. When it retreated, she sucked his tongue into her own mouth. It was the most erotic kiss John ever experienced in his young life.

"Please," Cameron asked. "I want you inside me."

"I... I don't know about this," John said, doubt crept into his heart again. "My first time... with a terminator...."

Cameron stroked his hair gently. Her hand wandered to his neck. She gently caressed him. His body tingled at her gentle, rhythmic touch. Her eyes met his and she stared into him with a look of desire. He felt an immediate and intimate connection with her. "This isn't the first time we've done this, John," she reassured him. 

"You mean...?"

"In the future, you inseminate me many times," she said softly. They kissed again, gently at first, then more passionately. John felt his cock growing harder. He clutched Cameron's breast as they kissed. His cock pressed up against the inviting folds of her womanhood. John broke their kiss and turned toward Cameron's breast again. He took the nipple into his mouth and suckled her. He began thrusting his hips, almost as an after thought. His cock rubbed up against Cameron's pussy. Her juices were flowing and he could feel the warm, sticky fluid on his shaft.

"Do it, John," she begged. "Please, it's... it's been so long. I need to have you inside me again."

Man, that program was good. He looked at her face as he poised himself, ready to enter her. Her eyes looked at him pleadingly. She actually looked like she was suffering, like she needed him. John stroked his cock and pressed it against the folds of her pussy.

"Is this what you want, baby?" he asked her, teasing her.

"Yes, yes," she said. "Give it to me."

John plunged himself inside her. The first time -- that first penetration -- it was incredible. It was like opening the gates of Heaven. The warmth of her body enveloped him as he entered her moist depths. It was an unbelievable feeling, actually being inside her. John pulled his hips back and entered her again, then again, then another time. Each time only served to fuel his desire to fuck her harder, deeper, faster. He pushed forward trying to bury himself inside her. His thrusts became more rapid, desperate. He needed to be in her. Each penetration left him unsatisfied. He wanted more. 

Soon, John was slamming into her at a breakneck speed. The sound of his balls slapping against her ass filled the room. Sweat began to bead up on their flesh. 

"You like that, baby?" John asked her between breaths.

"Yes," Cameron said earnestly. "Oh, yes."

"You like the way I fuck you?" he asked, more aggressively this time.

"Yes, John," she said. "Fuck me. Make me your fuck toy."

John clutched her tightly and pulled his body into her. He wrapped his arms across her back and clutched her shoulders. His thrusts became more forceful, more deliberate. He slammed himself into her with no mercy. His penetrations lost all of their initial gentleness and hesitation.

Each pounding came quicker than the last. John fucked her faster and faster. Soon, he was nearing his limit. His breath was heavy and labored. His body was so sweaty, it slid across hers as they fucked. The entire bed shook and his alarm clock fell off the nightstand as he pounded his newfound fuck toy.

Cameron reached out and clutched the bedsheets in her hands. Her her head turned to the side and she closed her eyes tightly as John pounded her. He could see her clenching her teeth as she endured his onslaught on her pussy. 

"Cam, I'm gonna cum!" John said desperately.

"Cum inside me, John!" she said. "I need your cum inside me. Fill me!"

"You want me to fill you?"

"YES!"

"Here it comes!"

John's load exploded inside her. He felt his cock jump with each burst of cum. Hot streams of semen poured inside Cameron. Load after load emptied inside her.

John collapsed on top of her. His heart felt like it would beat out of his chest. 

Cameron stroked his cheek gently. Her gentle touches caressed him. She moved her hand to his neck and stroked his flesh daintily. John turned and looked at her, his cock deflating inside her.

"You were excellent, John," she said.

"Did you mean what you said?" he asked. "That you needed it, too?"

"Yes," she said. "You programmed me to be sensitive to your sexual state. As your need increases, my program becomes... disharmonious. I need to fulfill you, to satisfy you."

"That's why you've been getting after me to masturbate?" he asked.

"Yes," she said. "My ability to function was becoming dangerously impaired."

"So," John started. He stopped to collect his thoughts. "You need me to fuck you, to cum with you, or you won't be able to do your job? You won't be able to protect us?"

"Yes," she said. "You need to cum with me if you want to live. In the future, you cum with me many times. I know all your desires, John. I will show you."