They were lucky to find the tiki hotel after their narrow escape. Kyle Reese left to get supplies and pops went to check the perimeter. That left you and Sarah Conner in the room alone. Alone to get to know each other very intimately. For once, it wasn’t your idea. She seduced you, cornering you and sweet talking you out of your clothes and onto the bed. She was a pretty young woman, her brown hair tied back in a pony tail showing her smooth petite face. She was cute but had the hardened expression from years of fear and battle scars. But her lips were soft as she kissed along your jaw and cheek, in contrast to her hands which had calluses over her fingers from all her training and hard work. The same fingers that rubbed against your clit before they were inserted inside your pussy. The other hand rubbed and kneaded your boobs, rolling your nipples between her thumb and finger. You did the same for her as you both sat cross-legged on the bed facing each other, one hand on her breasts squeezing them with the other rubbing her clit. “When you said you needed my help, I didn’t think this was what you had in mind” you said awkwardly when Sarah moved closer to suck your nipple. “What’s wrong?” She asked, looking up at your flushed face. “When I said I had sworn off men, did you think I’d become a nun?” “No, it’s just…” you said, closing your eyes as she pushed three fingers into your cunt. “Why me?” you asked. “why not?” She replied, pecking you on the lips. “But to be honest it’s not like I have a lot of options” she added. “It was either the man I’m supposed to fall in love with, or the woman who has no risk of getting me pregnant. What’s the issue?” She asked, fingering you harder while her hips humped your hand between her legs, moaning in pleasure. “We’re having fun aren’t we?” Yeah, I guess you considered saying, but it wouldn’t be completely true. It’s true you enjoyed her company, but you weren’t as enthusiastic about having sex with her as she was. You weren’t really into girls, truth be told. You had tried to tell her that when she was removing your shirt, but she kept silencing you with her lips, kissing you into submission. You couldn’t stop her as she started fingering you, urging you to do her too. You didn’t want to disappoint her as you rubbed her pussy, fortunate you’d gotten adept at masturbation to at least give her what she wanted, hoping you could fake it until she climaxed. “A little to the left” Sarah whispered, panting against your shoulder as you adjusted your fingers, finding the spot she was looking for. “Yes! Right there!” She cried, her body shaking as you brought her to a earth shattering orgasm. She slumped limply against you when she finished cumming, shuddering when you pried your hand out of her body. You both looked down at the cum drenched fingers, the fluid glistening in the light until Sarah took your hand and licked it clean. “Wow” she breathed staring back at you. “You are really good at this.” “Thanks” you said embarrassed. “Now let me return the favour” she said, kissing you passionately as her fingers curled deeper inside you increasing her thrusts. You tensed as you gently pushed her away, grunting as her hand slapped against your clit conflicted with the sensations of guilty pleasure it was receiving. When Sarah tried to kiss you again you pulled away, and she finally noticed your embarrassed expression and lack of enthusiasm. “What’s wrong?” She asked, looking down at her hand which had four fingers pumping into your pussy. “Did I do something wrong?” “No, you didn’t. You’re really good” you tell her, biting your cheek as you finally manage to explain “I’m just not… that into girls. Sorry.” At first she seemed perplexed, until her eyes widened and she suddenly stopped moving her hand. “Oh, right. Sorry, I didn’t…” she muttered, removing her fingers and blushing in embarrassment. “How stupid of me. So desperate for sex I didn’t think to check if you were… I had to go and seduce the straight girl didn’t i?” “It’s not that I’ve never done it with a girl before” you quickly told her. “I just… I prefer cocks to pussy. I didn’t want to make things awkward” you add, sensing the awkwardness already taking hold. You both sat there on the bed in silence, unable to meet each other’s gaze for a long while. Eventually Sarah buried her face in her hands and groaned. “What was I thinking? Jumping into bed with the first person I had available who wasn’t Reese? How sad is that?” “I’m not your only option” you found yourself muttering under your breath. She seemed to hear you, asking what you meant. You shrugged nervously. “What about your machine friend?” Sarah gawked at you. “Pops? Ew, no! He’s the closest thing to a father I have, which is even sadder. No, that sounds…ew” she shuddered, climbing off the bed. “I need a shower” she decided, finding herself covered in sweat and cum. You turned back to you before she walked off and told you “I am sorry. For what it’s worth, you were amazing.” “Thanks. I didn’t mind” you replied blushing. “I might not be like that, but I’m happy to help however I can. Even with this sort of thing.” “Careful, I might actually ask you to fuck me again in the future” Sarah warned. You watched her walk into the bathroom for a shower, reclining onto the bed sighing heavily. Today had gotten really awkward. And now after all of that the woman had left you sensitive and horny. It was disappointing she couldn’t get you to cum, so you had to finish the job yourself. You got as far as sitting against the pillow and bringing your fingers to your cunt when Pops came through the front door startling you. You stifled a Yelp grabbing the bedsheets to cover you as the tall muscular man strode in and scanned the room. “Where’s Sarah Conner” he asked in a deep voice. “Having a shower” you answered, pointing to the bathroom where the water was running. He peeked at the door to confirm her location, placing the gun he was carrying down on the nearby table. You looked the cyborg over, examining his body and finally felt compelled to ask him a question you’d been dying to know the answer to. “You were made to look human, right?” “That’s right” he replied, taking a seat opposite the bed looking at you. “How far does that design go?” You asked. He cocked his head in confusion, seeking further information. “How human do that make you, physically? Do they recreate everything from the human body? Make sure your anatomically correct?” “Yes” he answered. “Skynet is thorough in their designs to ensure flawless infiltration. But of course not everything can be replicated” he added. “I cannot feel the way humans do.” “Of course, but physically you have…everything a human male would usually have” you checked, your eyes glancing down his muscular body trying to avoid staring at his crotch. “Everything” you whispered, biting your bottom lip. Pops tilted his head a little, bluntly asking “do you require confirmation?” You nearly squeaked in response before you quietly nodded, masking your nervous excitement as pops proceeded to reveal just how anatomically correct he was. Twenty minutes later you were receiving a demonstration of the flawless designs of sky net as you bounced on the big guys lap in a reverse cowgirl position, his massive horse cock impaling your small pussy stuffing you wide open. Your head kept rolling back with you mouth wide open as your hands supported you against his toned stomach, the man’s powerful hands wrapped around your waist keeping you upright as you periodically combed your fingers through your hair and across your breasts. You had climaxed three times since straddling this cock, and he hadn’t even begun thrusting back. It was the biggest penis you’d ever fucked. “It’s so perfect” you moaned, arching your back through another mild orgasm. When you reopened your eyes you saw a shape glancing from around the bathroom door, a pair of eyes spying you fucking her father figure. Sarah had finished her shower and found you completely naked and riding an equally naked pops. You expected her to come storming out to scream at you, but instead she stayed out of sight spying from the bathroom. You looked lower and catch a glimpse of her hand underneath the towel wrapped around her nestled between her legs, her cheeks blushing when she saw you noticed and ducked behind the door. “So thick and hard” you say louder so Sarah could hear. “The size is proportionate to the scale of this model” pops explained methodically, not once pausing in his assistance in fucking you. “But not everything could be replicated. I do not have the reproductive organs that follow the asset you are currently using. The attachments underneath are moulds made to look identical but contain nothing” he said as you look down and take hold of the large balls flopping against you. “But as a result I do not require the same recovery period human have.” You grin from ear to ear as you summarized what he was saying loudly and clearly. “You don’t get exhausted, you have no refractory period, and there’s now way you can make me pregnant” you say, catching Sarah’s eye as she peeks out of the bathroom biting her bottom lip. You beam wildly, wondering how long it would take her to bravely come out and admit he is the perfect package to help her with her desperate needs.
Things heated up between the two of you as your clothes got stripped from your sweaty bodies. You kissed Sarah Conner passionately the moment you were both naked in the tiki hotel room, hands threading through her hair pulling her deeper. She put her hands along your chest, nails dragging over your flesh showing reluctance. Even now she was still taking some convincing to have sex with you, despite the fact she instigated this affair.
Pops and Reese were out gathering supplies, so you guessed you had another hour or so before they got back. Sarah had been sizing you up all afternoon and she waited till you were both alone before making a move. Started with talking, then getting uncomfortably close, then catching your lips in a kiss. She seemed to regret it soon after, but she didn’t stop you from kissing her back. Didn’t stop you from removing her top and jeans and underwear. She didn’t even stop you when you guided her to the bed and crawled on top of her, kissing along her jaw brushing your palms down her breasts pressing her nipples.
She was incredibly pretty and soft, contrary to her firm and hard demeaner. She looked up at you with conflicted yet pretty eyes, biting her bottom lip when you rubbed your thumbs around her nipples. “This doesn’t mean anything” she said. “It’s not like I’ve just fallen in love with you or anything” she clarified.
“Of course not” you replied, pecking her lips. “Nothing personal. Just sex.”
“Right. Just sex” she agreed, taking your head in her hands and pulling you into a purely platonic no strings kiss to have non romantic sex with her.
She’d had this aversion to fucking people since she found out about her destiny to mother a son that will grow up and become the leader of the resistance win a future war against the machines. According to history the father was supposed to be Kyle Reese, but she wanted nothing to do with it. She disliked the idea about her future being written already so had been actively resisting anything tied to that destiny. That’s what this is all about, defying fate, rewriting history. Or maybe she really did want a good shag and didn’t want to ask Reese. You didn’t care, she chose you. And you were happen to have your hands all over her pretty young body.
You lay on top of her gently pushing her onto her back, kissing her neck and shoulders as she wrapped her legs around your waist, looping her around around your neck. She let out a desperate moan as your erect penis found it’s way into her wet entrance. She was tight but her walls were so slippery she was soaking the mattress. She must’ve been relieved to receive such contact, her body rushing to swallow your cock all the way to the balls. She flushed red when she orgasmed prematurely, avoiding your eye promptly buckling against your hip to get started again. You happily obliged as you fucked her steadily, rocking your hips together catching her lips with yours.
It might’ve been platonic, so she says, but the sparks between you was heating things up heavily as she rolled you onto your back and straddled your hips, arching her back bouncing on your cock. Her hands planted themselves on your chest for support as she ground her hips over you, her hair falling over her face as her expression contorted in pleasure. Yours scrunched up too, grunting louder as you thrust up to her, reaching up to squeeze her breasts.
Yours breaths became pants as you approached climax, balls aching ready to explode. You tried to warn her, warn her you were about to cum. Things had escalated so fast neither of you had worn protection. Sarah didn’t give you a chance as she collapsed onto your chest, kissing you hard pinning your hands to the side. Your fingers interlaced as they dug into the bedsheets as your bodies ground together, sweat and body heat melding together in raspy moans and grunts. Arms got entangled around each other, vision went hazy, and the next thing you knew you were screaming her name ejaculating into her womb.
Sarah rolled onto her side beside you a few minutes later, breathing heavily from exertion covered in sweat. She lay with her arm across you chest, pussy sensitive with cum dripping from the pulsing opening. She looked up at you, laying on your back staring at the ceiling with an arm supporting her head, penis deflated across your stomach, chest heaving. She didn’t mean for things to get this far, but they had. But you were never meant to be a part of this story. Maybe you were the variant she could accept. Maybe John Connor could have a different father.
“This still doesn’t mean anything” she repeated, locking a stern eye on you.
“Of course not” you replied. “And I can assume you’re not using me to rewrite your destiny or your future. This just a meaningless one time thing.”
“Right” she muttered, snuggling against you drowsily wondering if she was using you.
You looked over at her with a mischievous smirk, glancing at the clock on the wall before rolling back on top of her. “But if you were using me” you suggested quietly, “it couldn’t hurt to go another round to make sure it sticks.”
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