Start with a blowjob, end with a double fuck

"You can start with the blowjob ladies and we'll see how things go", you gasp once your mouth is free for a moment. Fox and Lynx share an amused look. As the obsidian-skinned smoke show pulls the sheet off of you, the fair-skinned bombshell whips her blonde tresses to one side as she leans down and inhales your augmented troll dick between her blood-red lips. You don't care if Lynx was a dude at some point, she's a curvy babe now and she knows how to suck dick, going with ease from top to bottom, something that took Fox a couple of attempts to perfect. The dark-elf brings her plump, cinnabar-red lips to your family jewels, giving them a thorough tongue-bath.

"Fuck that's good", you moan, closing your eyes and resting your head. You do feel a little weak still.

"That's right Bear, you just relax and let us work our magic", Lynx says with a hoarse voice - seems that throating your dick has a downside! Fox takes advantage of the situation and promotes herself from ball-licker to cocksucker, climbing on top of your left leg. The lighter elf frowns but follows her dusky compatriots' example, climbing on top of your right leg, but she doesn't go for your nuts. Instead, she competes with Fox and the moment there's some dick space available, she lunges like a snake, kissing and licking as much as she can. Then Fox pushes herself down and collides face-first with Lynx. The two women give each other a dirty look but resume their ministrations without further ado. You can't help yourself - you have to throw little oil into this fire, so you utilize your enhancements and make your cyborg-stick grow. Your cockhead is inside Fox's mouth and she clearly notices the change, giving you a smoldering look.

The new size allows both women more space to show off their oral talents without bumping into each other. There's still a spirit of competition going on but it's hot - as every now and then their tongues cross over the tip of your dick or their foreheads bump when both happen to go low at the same time. You've never experienced two women fighting over your before. And when they end up kissing around your cock, the dam breaks. You pop off with a grunt and shower both elven faces with your cum.

With a cheeky grin, Fox turns to Lynx and wipes a strand of cum off with her finger, inspecting it for a moment before tipping in her mouth. Lynx, not to be outdone, grabs Fox's face and licks one cheek clean in an exaggerated manner. Soon both women are clearly showing off as they haphazardly clean each other.

"Well that was awesome", you chuckle and sit up. "But I'm not done yet", you announce. Standing next to the operating table, you manhandle Fox on her back and spread her legs wide, which forces the latex miniskirt to roll up to her waist. Her bare cunt glistens under the fluorescent lights so there's clearly no need for foreplay. Her lower lips are already apart so you shrink your dick some, to make the entry easier, and push in. Her eyes close as she moans like an alley cat in heat. The moment you bottom out, you grab Lynx and lift her on top of Fox, two sets of boobs pushing into each other as their lips meet.

"I've always dreamed of being the meant in a pussy sandwich", you say - more to just confirm you're not hallucinating - as your hips begin to move. Thanks to the cybernetic Wünderwaffe between your legs, switching pussies between pumps is ridiculously easy and you keep a steady pace, using both hands to keep the sandwich parts together. For their part, both Fox and Lynx seem to have forgotten any previous animosity as they keep tongue dueling, their hands gripped together. A sweet litany of feminine cursing and moaning fills your ears, making your heart sing with joy - it's not an easy feat to bring two different women to a simultaneous orgasm with just one dick but you're now one achievement richer.

"Holy shit, that was even more awesome", you say, gasping for breath as the adrenalin leaves your system and the post-orgasm lethargy hits. Fox seems to be content to keep lying on the operating table whereas Lynx gets up on shaky feet, fixing her slutty nurse uniform.

A beep in your communicator signals that your boss has requested a status update.

Which brings you crashing down to reality. Lynx has a prototype worth fifty big ones and she's probably not going to just hand it over. The thank-you sex is over.

"So Bear, while you were out, Fox and I had a heart-to-heart talk", Lynx begins. This makes Fox perk up as well.

"I know you're after the prototype that I stole", she says. It's a bit surreal hearing her speak in such business style while she's dressed as a fetish model and still has a cum-shine on her face.

"Yeah, I asked Fox to... interview you about it", you admit.

"Which she did. But don't worry, we're not going to have to have a fight over who gets it because I don't have it anymore", Lynx confesses.

"What? Seriously? You expect me to believe that?"

"I expect you to believe it", Fox interjects. "She showed me the spot, I've searched her possessions and I've done some inquiries myself. We put our heads together and think we have a pretty good lead", she explains.

You shake your head. Things are moving fast.

"You're saying you've already found out who got the prototype?"

The women look at each other. "Not exactly but we have a strong suspicion", Fox says while gesturing at Lynx who sighs.

"I was hired through my usual fixer and while the contact was legit, it was suspicious. Wish my fixer had been a bit more careful before this shitshow started but oh well", Lynx complains.

You notice your clothes and gear in the corner and decide to get dressed while listening to Lynx.

"Well, long story short, I'm pretty sure now that the contact was an agent program, not a real person. And there's only one actor in the city who could pull off an agent program good enough to fool my fixer as well as then track me after I stole the prototype and finally pick it up while I was laying low", Lynx explains.

You moan in frustration as you look at the ruined leg of your camo trousers. Your vest, while still wearable, has a nasty hole where the German Kolossus had shot you. Guess it's shopping time.

"And that actor is Daedalus, the super hacker. The bad news is that nobody knows who Daedalus is or where they are hiding", Lynx almost whispers the name.

"Fine. Daedalus. Sounds like we need to track this guy or gal down and take the prototype back. At which point we can argue who gets to keep it", you announce.

Fox and Lynx look at each other, then shrug and burst into a laugh. You look at them questioningly.

"What's so funny?"

Fox gets back on her feels and hugs you. Well, the part of your torso that she can reach.

"She just said that nobody knows anything about Daedalus and you just announce that we'll track them down like it's no big deal. Your overconfidence is hilarious", she explains.

You buzz Chrome via your commlink.

"Hey Bear, good to see you still among the living!" Nothing seems to flatten his mood.

"Sending you my location, could you pick-up the three of us? We also need to go shopping if you know any good places", you tell him. He gives you a double thumbs up and cuts the connection. The GPS in your head tells you that it'll be only a few minutes before Chrome will arrive outside the building.

"Okay ladies, saddle up, Chrome is here to pick us up", you tell them.

"I'm glad to hear you're well enough to leave my care but before you go, there's the small matter of your bill", a dry voice from the side informs you. The voice belongs to a sturdy little woman, standing in a doorway. The first dwarf you've seen and she's wearing a lab coat. This must be the miracle worker who patched you up.

"Thanks for your great work doc, how much do I owe you?" You ask as you check your funds - you still have 2,700 left from your last paycheck.

"You're welcome. It was a lot of work, replacing your kneecap and two ribs, regrowing your thumb as well as quite a bit of your skin, not to mention tuning up the cyberware in you that was all banged up. I had to call in a few colleagues to help me out with it all, a cyber doc as well as a healer shaman. I can give you a detailed invoice if you want but the gist of it all is - eight thousand and two hundred", she spats out the words the way a machinegun spats bullets.

8200.

Uh-oh.