Chapter Four: The Mother of the Future

"More Terminators are coming and the future is not set" -- Kyle Reese

Stupid! How could he be so stupid!

Somehow, he let his guard down, just for an instant and now, here he was, in a dark alley, with a gun to his head. His heart was beating so hard he'd swear you could hear it from five feet away. He felt Sarkissian's arm wrapped tightly against his throat. The cold metal of a gun was pressed firmly into the side of John's head.

His mom was there, staring at him, trying to negotiate his safety. What was going through her head right now? He couldn't see it, but he knew there was disappointment in her eyes. John Connor, the future leader of mankind, bushwacked in an alley. Great.

Derrick emerged from the building behind John's mom, but with a little girl, the same girl John had met just minutes ago. She was crying. Derrick had a gun to her.

"Not my kid," Sarkissian called out. John could hear the desperation in his voice.

"Not mine, either," Derrick called back. 

John didn't even see Derrick take aim. Sarkissian's head just exploded in blood  and he fell to the ground. Sarah rushed to her son and held him in her arms.

"I'm okay, mom," he reassured her. "I'm okay."

***

Sarah never said anything to John about being careless, about how important his life was. Nothing. She did keep him in her sight at all times. She stayed close to him, held his hand, hugged him extra tight. He knew she was scared. He never meant to hurt her. 

The unlikely foursome returned home, shaken, but alive. 

"Come here you," Sarah called to John as he entered the house. She hugged him again. She never said a word. She just savored the moment. A hug with her son, how many more times would they be able to do that? How many hugs did they have left? Cameron's prediction that Sarah would die from cancer in five years weighed heavily on her.

John wrapped his arms tightly around his mother. As they embraced, he became keenly aware of things he would never have noticed before... before... he started having sex. Her breasts were pressed firmly against him. Her muscles were firm and well defined. He rubbed her back gently as they hugged, savoring the sensation of every muscle. He felt the fabric of her sports bra beneath her shirt. His other hand drifted down to the small of her back. He was tempted to feel her ass, but he didn't dare. His cock began to grow hard against his mother's thigh. He inhaled deeply. Sweat and gun powder. That was his mom's fragrance all right! He smiled.

"You'd better turn in," Sarah said, finally letting him go. "You've had quite a night." She put her hand on his chest. "Your heart is still pounding." She smiled.

Yikes. If only she knew....

John tossed and turned that night. It wasn't the experience of coming seconds away from his own death that kept him up. It was the sudden closeness of his mother. She filled his mind. Her touch. Her fragrance. His cock grew hard. He stroked it liberally, daring to dream of her. Just the image of her was enough to make him cum, but he held it. He restrained himself, as difficult as it was. He stopped short of cumming and took control of himself. Trying desperately to control his breathing, he calmed himself. 

"Cameron," he thought. "I'm saving my cum for Cameron."

***

"You need me," Cameron said as she got into the truck.

"What?" John asked. Sometimes, that girl could act so human and other times she was downright cryptic.

"I can sense your sexual tension," she said. "You need to relieve yourself... in me."

"Well, yeah," John said with a cocky smile.

"We should do it now," Cameron said robotically.

"No, not now," John said. "We've got school, remember?"

"Your need is great," she said. "I can sense it. I... don't know if I can wait. We should skip school."

"No," John said. "Skipping gets you on their radar, remember? We'll just have to wait."

"John," Cameron pleaded. "I need you. Let me take you now, while you drive."

Without another word, Cameron unzipped John's pants and fished out his rock hard cock. Her head descended into his lap and she took his cock into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down on him as he drove. It was an amazing experience. He felt exhilarated. He pressed his foot on the gas and accelerated down the highway as Cameron gorged herself on his cock. He took one hand off the wheel and pressed her head down on to his lap, burying his cock down her throat. 

"Oh, yeah," he said. "Take it baby."

Cameron just gagged. 

School arrived faster than it ever had before, to John's disappointment.

"Here we are," he said. "We have to stop."

Cameron pulled off John's raging cock and looked around. John tucked himself back in his pants with some difficulty. "Better?" he asked her.

"No," she said. "Worse. You didn't cum."

"Well, you'll just have to wait till after school," he teased her.

Cameron grabbed his shirt and pulled him into her. She kissed him aggressively.

"After school," she said with a look of deadly seriousness on her face. Whoa. 

***

Cameron and John pulled into the driveway after the longest school day ever. They caught up with Sarah and Derrick in the kitchen. 

"We got another lead on the Turk," Sarah said. "How are you coming with Vick's chip?"

"Slow," John said. "There are tons of files to decrypt."

"Well, keep at it," she said as she packed her bag. "Don't wait up for us. We'll be out late."

Cameron and John didn't even wait for them make it out of the driveway before heading for his room. 

They kissed passionately, as though it were the end of the world and they would never see each other again. Cameron tore off John's shirt and threw it to the ground. John yanked her skirt and panties off in one swift motion. Cameron unhooked her bra with superhuman swiftness. She pulled back and cupped her breasts in her hands.

"I need you, John," she said. "I can sense your need. You're very close to discharging your semen. I need it inside me."

John smiled as he freed his his hardon from the uncomfortable close quarters of his pants. He gripped it in his hand stroked it.

"Is this what you need?" he teased her. "Get on your knees and suck it!"

Cameron obeyed. She took his cock into her mouth and allowed him to fill her with his fully erect manhood. He forced himself deep into her throat. He clutched the back of her head with both hands and fucked her face mercilessly. She was right. He was so close. He needed to be in her. The warmth of her mouth, the tightness of her throat, the sensation of his cock sliding against the ridges of the roof of her mouth -- it was all amazing. John savored the moment. He lorded his power over her.

"On the bed!" He barked feeling like a true commander for the first time in his life. "On your knees! Let's go."

Cameron crawled on the bed and spread her legs wide. John pulled her ass cheeks apart and inspected her holes. He rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy, spreading her lips. He leaned forward and began to speak into her ear.

"You want this, bitch?"

"Yes," she responded. Her voice was weak. Whatever program he had going to make her suffer when he was horny was working miracles.

"Beg me for it," he ordered.

"Please, John! Please, this isn't an act. I need intercourse. Please, hurry! Inseminate me!" The desperation in her voice sounded so genuine. 

John shoved his cock into her pussy and began to fuck. His hips jerked back and forth as he pumped her tight, cyborg pussy. She was unbelievably tight. John could feel the walls of her vagina squeezing in on him from all directions. Her pussy gripped his cock like a fist. He forced his way forward, then pulled back and forged ahead again. Every inch was a struggle, a fight for domination.

John leaned forward to gain better leverage, he pushed himself into her allowing the weight of his body to drive his cock deep into Cameron's pussy. He felt an innate, primal need to go deeper with each thrust, to bury himself up the the hilt. 

"You like that, bitch? You like the way my cock tears you open?"

"Yes, John! Yes, please cum!"

John continued to fuck. He picked up his pace. He desperately wanted to cum. He felt the need since that night... that night Sarkissian almost killed him. He thought about his mother, her warm embrace, the smell of her sweaty body, the tightness of her muscles.... Unbelievably, his cock grew harder. He imagined fucking her, cumming inside her. 

"Take it," he said more to himself than to Cameron. "Oh... take me... take me inside you, I want this. I've wanted this for so long...."

But he couldn't cum. He couldn't finish. He tried going faster, harder. His balls slapped into Cameron's ass with each mighty thrust forward. The bed began to squeak loudly. The whole room filled with the sound of their lovemaking.

Finally, John pulled out and lay on his back, exhausted.

"Maybe... maybe," he struggled to speak between labored breaths. "Maybe we should change positions."

However, Cameron had been programmed for this. She pulled the blinds and turned out the lights.

"What are you doing?" John asked.

"Shh..." she shushed him. "Something you teach me in the future. Something that gets you off every time. Now, close your eyes."

John complied.

"Whatever happens, don't open your eyes," she warned him. "Keep them closed and enjoy."

John felt Cameron suck his cock. It had begun to lose its hardness, but she quickly nursed it back to life. He felt her hand grab it firmly and stroke him. She pressed her body against his and snuggled with him. Her breasts pressed against his chest. She kissed his neck, his ear, his lips. She opened her mouth and their tongues met. They kissed passionately ass she continued to jerk him off. Her free hand caressed his neck sending little electric tingles shooting across his skin.

"I love you so much, John," a voice whispered in his ear, but it wasn't Cameron's voice! He recognized it immediately!

"Mom!!!" John called out, but a hand quickly covered his eyes and gently guided his head back down to the pillow.

"Shh, don't open your eyes, honey," he heard his mother's voice reassure him. "Just enjoy. Enjoy my love."

John closed his eyes again. His cock grew firm and hard in the hand he imagined to be his mother's. He opened his mouth and felt soft lips press against his. A tongue darted in and he welcomed it with his own.

"We can finally do this, John," she said. "We can finally love each other like a mother and son should. Take me, John. Take your mother."

Her hand guided his cock to her pussy. He lifted his hips to meet her pushing his way past her lips, through the gateway to the moist heaven of his mother's vagina.

"Oh, God, yes!" John called out as he penetrated her. "I want this! I want this so much!"

He thrust forward again, penetrating her deeper. He was in her. He was inside his own mother. Every thrust only fueled the need to penetrate her more, to bury himself deeper. The deeper inside he entered, the more it affirmed his incestuous sacrilege. 

John pushed against her body rolling her over to her back. She spread her legs and he gripped her shoulders tight, pulling himself into her. He thrust again and again, forcing his cock deep into his mother's womb. 

"Oh, John! You're... you're amazing! I need to feel you! I need you inside me!" she called out. 

He never heard his mother sound so submissive, so vulnerable. She was a slave to his cock. He pounded into her pussy, burying himself inside her. He need this. He needed to be deep within her.

"Oh! OH!!! Oh, John!" she called out. "Cum inside me, John! I need your cum!"

"Yes!" John yelled. He was so close. He wanted her. He wanted his mother to have it. He wanted to cum inside his mother so badly.

"John, honey," she pleaded between breaths. "I'm still fertile, John. I can still have babies. Your cum can make me pregnant. Picture it, John. Your cock inside me, filling me with cum, making me pregnant with your baby. Fuck me, John! Show me how a real man fucks!"

John began thrusting into her faster, harder. Her cries fueled his lust. He needed to make her his. She needed to know that he was a man now, and he was going to prove it.

John slammed his cock in as deep as it would go, grinding against her crotch to confirm he was in up to the hilt. He pulled back and slammed in again, and again. He quickened his pace, slamming into her faster and harder. He steadily pumped into her more and more rapidly. Soon, his whole body was a blur. His cock felt like it was on fire. He was so deep inside her, deep in her womb. He felt like... like he was going to explode!

"I'm cumming, Mom!" he called out. "Fucking take it, Mom! Take my cum!"

His whole body shook in one incredible orgasm. He felt muscles he didn't even know existed tightening. Bolts of cum streamed from his cock and filled her womb. 

"Oh, God," John called out. "I'm still cumming. This is unbelievable!"

Load after load of hot, thick cum emptied from his balls. His body jerked in spasms as he filled her.

"Oh, Mom," he said, exhausted. "I love you. I love fucking you."

He buried his head in her chest. He nuzzled her breasts. He kissed her collar bone, her neck. He inhaled deeply, savoring her fragrance. Strawberries....

John opened his eyes. The illusion was broken. Cameron lay beneath him. Her eyes empty and robotic.

"I'm so pathetic," he said. "Fucking a machine, fantasizing about my mom...."

"In the future, we do this often," Cameron said. "This is your favorite fantasy."

"You're not helping," he said to her. He sat up on the side of the bed and stared out the window, lost in his own thoughts, his loneliness.

Cameron wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. Her body was still warm.

"In the future, you have a wife," she whispered to him. "A real woman who loves you and bears your child."

"Really?"

"The time you spend with me will prepare you for her," she continued. "Don't be ashamed of that."

John looked at her and stared into her eyes. There was something there. Something so deep, it was barely noticeable. Something... human.

He caressed her face. He let his finger dash gently across her lips. He stroked neck gingerly. Then his hand fell to her breast. He caressed the nipple, feeling it become erect at his ministrations. His cock began to harden. 

"I think I'm ready for another lesson," John said.

