SAFEHAVEN Ep. 019: NEXT OF sKIN

mArilyNDROID: TAMARA KOLE

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"That's it, boys, show me how bad you want me."

Tamara Kole was shameless! Long before inhabiting her android body, she was the base slut. Between working on the project to reverse engineer the alien arsenal she had managed to fuck almost every guard, hell even janitors there. Sex kept her sane in a bad situation. Now that she was at home in her assassin, she had the power to literally be who or whatever she desired to be. Hopefully it would never come to that directive when supposedly boy genius Jared Temple bypassed the kill protocols. Her computer had told her she was safe but was that ever a certainty? Fingers and toes crossed! Yes, her android could actually perform that contortion. Tamara found her toes to be an intriguing show, yet she hadn't displayed it outside of seeing it herself. All in good times!

"I can't believe you're letting us DP you in my van." Chandler Cox laughed, "You saved my life so how could I not repay you."

"Fuck! Her asshole is tight." His buddy Swell grimaced! "My dick is getting raw." Blame it on the whore who wanted to look a virgin every time. Sure, she could loosen up in all of the right orifices, but it was fun to make guys work for it. "Why don't we ever carry lube in the van?"

"Because we never get laid in the van." Sweating up a storm both young men hadn't even realized that Tamara as much as she was screaming in delight over their performances hadn't even expressed a shine to her perfect body. Only her cunt was manufacturing liquid with a semen like consistency to not freak the guys out. Ocean moisture made things easy in that aspect, her android cells collecting it right out of the air and reusing it as necessary. "I'm sweating my ass off in here." Hearing Chaney, Tamara decided that she should start sweating too. In her lust it simply hadn't occurred to her. Done!

"Open the side door and let some air in." Swell suggested!

"You open it! I'm not leaving this pussy for a second."

"That's what I want to hear." Tamara giggled! "I'm pretty sure you guys have figured out I'm a nympho. I can't get enough sex, so even if Chaney here does hook me up at his sister's home you boys had better come and get it as often as you can."

"Suki might frown on that unless I say you're my girl."

"Free spirit, Sweetheart! No can do, just can screw. Come on, your sister can't be that much of a prude if she's in a rock band. Are you telling me she doesn't have guys... or girls all over her?"

"Oh, she has a boyfriend and a girlfriend. Polygamy shit! My mom hates it but she's tolerating her habits. Her man Kilo is a fitness trainer to the rich and famous and her girlfriend Avril is a sous-chef in the city."

"Keep fucking! Can't you walk and chew the fat at the same time?"

"Sorry!" Chandler chuckled! "Just filling you in on what you might be getting yourself into. I got you, Beautiful."

"So do I!" Swell was feeling Tamara's sympathy in widening her android anus to give him a hint of relief. That was all he needed. "By the way! If and when you meet my girlfriend Chelsea, let's not admit we fucked."

"If she's that possessive you need to dump her."

"No way! I love my Ginger. Besides she gets me cheap flights anywhere I want to go. She flies free."

"Yep! Keep her." Tamara smirked then finished her thoughts in private. "I might need her to get out of the states someday. I can just become her and pass out peanuts to the passengers." Tell that to her friends Koala Kincaid and Cynthia Barber stranded on an island in the South Indian Ocean. From one OASIIS to another! Interestingly, the couple were dealing with sharks themselves. Small world!

"I'm going to nut again." Chandler roared! "I'm glad you can't have kids." She did mention that when neither had condoms. She couldn't catch any STD's nor could they from her. Gotta love being a machine! "Uggggggggggh!" A second later Swell milked his beast inside her anus. Even as an android the sensations created by her lovers matched that of any human and amplified it a hundred-fold. Tamara Renee was screaming her artificial lungs out.

"I can't nut anymore, that's four times." Wellington Russo begged to stop. Pulling out of her he anal cavity he fell back onto the carpeting and lay there breathing heavily. One more in Chandler, not having sex for months now, he rolled Tamara over onto her belly and took her from behind. Facing the sliding door of the van Wellington grinned and hopped to his knees to open it. A crisp warm breeze filtered over them. Still in the parking lot bordering the beach, people were showing up in herds. Busted instantly a number of teenagers spotted the sexual activity. "Oh, shit!"

"Leave the door open." Tamara demanded! "Show me off Chandler. Be a real man."

"Huh? Uhh! Okay! I owe you that." Drawing her upward by her throat he choked her as numerous people played voyeur. With a killer body like Tamara was manifesting, her huge titties flopping wildly, the males were infatuated. Holding their dates lovingly to mask their desires covered their lust. Most of their girls were bisexual so it all turned around in the end.

Tamara made it look as if she were strangling for effect, even if she felt zero pain, and no real reason to need oxygen. It was all a game to her. Being watched always did make her crazy. Now, far hotter than her old self, as beautiful as she was before, she thrived on the unbridled lust of others. To be honest if she didn't need a roof over her head, she might ditch Chandler and Swell and steal a few of the buff studs before her. No, she would stand by her temporary lover. For now!

"Hit it, Shark Bait! I need to feel every inch of you hitting bottom."

"Hey! Watch the name calling, Ariel!"

"I'm trying to rile you up. I want you at your best."

"I've never fucked in front of anyone before today. Cut me some slack." Feathers ruffled he still loved fucking this goddess. Never in his entire life had he been this lucky. His normal dates were either too studious or complete and utter bitches. Whether this woman ever dated him or not he was fine by it. Fun however long it lasted.

"Stop blocking their view." She guided Swell out of the way. Swell was less stressed over being seen he had a decent size dick, and he knew he was fairly handsome. Let those bikini bitches out there get a load of him. None the less, he scooted out of the way in favor of an unobstructed view. Not one of the ladies watching missed him. Que Sera Sera! Fuck y'all!

"Come to Momma, boys!" She sent out a mental suggestion that took control over three of the hottest men there. Abandoning their girls with kisses they walked around a few cars together and made their way to the van. Chandler was fighting hard to keep her invested in him, and she was, Tamara just needed more. Stepping into the doorway the tallest of the bunch nodded at Chandler over her shoulder.

"Ballsy! Your girl is fucking hot."

"She's not..."

"I LOVE YOU, CHANEY!" She belted out, "HARDER BABY!" Wait! What? That excited him as much as it confused him. Wellington bulged his eyes as the three men crowded together in front of her. Not one of them made the attempt to touch her even though they wanted to. Reason being, she kept them at bay. To Tamara's credit she only lured them over to give Chandler more confidence. Having heard Tamara's cries, the girls found it in their curiosity to see just how good Chandler was up close. Out of nowhere the doors of the van swung open and the ladies caught Chandler from the side. Wellington looked terrified until his ego crept up.

Knowing everything going on around her, Tamara Kole gently prompted the ladies into envisioning Chandler into a God of sex. Eyes sparkling, lips bitten, hands teasing themselves four girls were cooing over Chandler. If that didn't put a fire under his scrotum nothing would.

Sure enough, with their vocal praise of his talents Chandler became a beast. He was a stud already but raised to keep his ego in check. Put together well, fitness wise, he was happy over his body; a seven-inch cock was good in the eyes of most women. It was all about that confidence he normally lacked due to how women treated him. With Tamara wailing how good he was doing and her mind games over those watching, he was a huge hit. Their men laughed over their girlfriend's lovesick admiration. In their minds Chandler was nothing. Maybe he was! Tamara found Chandler charming, if not awkward. Helping his self-esteem seemed like the right thing to do.

Ramping up her attitude toward Chandler's intent without invading his own thoughts Tamara appeared as if losing her mind. Tugging at her own hair, eyes white, body quaking as if that famous California Faultline was being triggered, she let the entire beach know. Further encouraging the girls at the side doors sent them up into the van behind Chandler. Fawning all up on his backside they set out to show him they would be willing to go a few rounds with the champ. Bikini tops removed, he felt nipples all over his back and recited, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Nerves yes, confidence boost, OH, YES!

"What the hell are all of you stupid cunts doing?" A boyfriend took offense to his girl Marlene getting all cozy with Chandler. Wellington found himself between a rock and a hard place. These bitches were fucking hot yet at any second the guys might get violent. Fists were being clenched! Chandler needed to nut again but with so much going on he was trying to process it all. A tongue in his ear was not helping.

"I want what she's getting Brett. Live with it." Marlene challenged her man. "Just listen to her, he's doing something right."

"I can do ten times better than that and you know it."

"Oh, really? Could have fooled me, like I fool you. Yes, Brett I fake my orgasms." His buddies immediately coughed into their hands laughing. Red in the face Brett started to climb up in front of Tamara when something held him back. A change of direction he backed up and pulled his swimming trunks down to reveal a good sized six-inch. Hard at seeing Tamara's perfection, Brett looked left to his buddy Kerry, a rather feminine tag along.

No girl for him, Kerry Reynolds simply eyed Brett beat off until Brett made a rash decision. Tossing the frail Kerry against the van door he overpowered the mixed black and white young man. Right in front of his testosterone troop he pulled the guys swimming trunks down and forced his dick to take Kerry from behind. Kerry loved it being gay, but not yet out of the closet spooked him. He had a crush on Brett which Tamara picked up on telepathically. Brett had no control over his mind in the moment even after hearing his boys grumble over it. Not good Bro!

Marlene rolled her eyes at Brett's actions, hearing Kerry whine over his hostile takeover. Kerry was one of Marlene's best friends, only she knew of Kerry's indecisions on coming out. As much as she was curious over Chandler, she felt protective. "I want some of that. Call me!"

"Give Swell your number." Chandler panted! That she did! Once Wellington had all of their digits Marlene took her leave to break up Brett and Kerry. Sadly, Brett was released by Tamara just as he nutted inside Kerry's anus. Marlene grew ill over his feat even as she hugged Kerry to calm his stress. Brett came out of his own hostile takeover by Tamara and eyed what he had done. A second later he puked all over the asphalt.

Unfortunately, Brett and Marlene's relationship ended there. He would never understand or forgive himself. With a last minute save by Tamara she suggested to Brett that he never ponder suicide or sinking heavily into alcohol. The mental torture of what he did would dwindle and he would apologize to Kerry for his actions. Best friends from that point on. It was the only thing that kept Marlene his friend. Kerry would still crush on Brett even if it would never progress the way he wanted.

The other girls abandoned the van and rejoined their beaus'. Turning away from Tamara's final cries they had sand and sun to enjoy. No further thoughts on what any had witnessed today would plague them. Memory wipes were a good thing. Tamara did let Wellington and Chandler keep those phone numbers even if when they ever called, the girls would not remember them. As if that would help Chandler's self-esteem! There would be other opportunities as long as they hung out with Tamara.

Cuddling with the boys in the fresh air coming through the van Tamara knew helping these guys was going to be rewarding. Her first real friends since leaving OASIIS they became a priority. "Okay, Lover Boys'! I need clothing. Let's replace that bikini and find a Goodwill that's cheap." As if she had money. They knew she didn't! At least not yet. "Hey, Chaney?"

"Yeah?" He tilted his head to face Tamara as she sat up on one elbow, her tit right over his chin.

"You were amazing! I might want to date you a little after all. Just don't fall in love. Let's enjoy each other and see where it goes. I won't deal with clingy, but I will do my best to make you a priority. Can you handle that? I will have sex with others whenever and wherever I want, so that must be understood."

"I can handle that." Not like he had all that many other options these days.

"I need a job. I don't want your sister to think I'm a mooch."

"What kind of work are you looking for?" Pondering his question, she sighed. She could never go back to any sort of nanotechnology and not be tracked by the military.

"You said your dad was a porn director. I could probably do a couple movies just to make fast cash. Your sister's band might have options if they can introduce me to producers. Believe it or not I can play guitar, drums, and sing." When you had an android mimic as a body and a super advanced computer system there was literally nothing she couldn't reproduce. Never once had she touched any guitar or drumstick, but she could just tell her body to master it all in seconds. At least she really did have a good singing voice even before she died. Karaoke at OASIIS often kept the scientists entertained.

"Nice! Too bad Suki's band is tight. Maybe they can take you along on gigs until you meet anyone worth joining. Are you a song writer?"

"I've dabbled! If I set my mind to it, I can do anything. Fun jobs come first." She giggled! "Shop with me first, then let's visit Suki."

"Can I introduce you to her as my new girlfriend?"

"Sure! Same for your parents if you want. I promise I'll treat them with respect. Question! How will your mom take your girlfriend wanting to do porn?"

"I don't... " A call came in over his cell. Rolling over her he found it laying on his dash console. Wellington fully dressed now, passed it to Chandler. Claiming his phone, he sat in the driver's seat checking the number. "It's my mom now. Everyone be quiet." Swiping green, he answered it. "Hey, mom!"

"Hey yourself! I just saw the news. A news helicopter spotted a shark attack at the beach. Were you there when it happened?" Meredith Cox spoke from her office at Stellar Realty in uptown L. A. with fear in her tone. He hadn't thought of choppers seeing the situation. EMT's checking him out he was released without any questions. Not even the on-call Coast Guard cops were involved more than making certain he had a clean bill of health. Hearing Meredith, Tamara flared her eyes.

"Shit! I didn't think about any news chopper. Computer? Access the news footage and see if there is anything incriminating."

"Searching!" A miniature movie inside her head shared what cameras had captured. At least Tamara being nude was blurred out by the network.

"Don't try and deny it, Chandler. I saw your face and your board. Are you alright? Is Wellington, okay?"

Gnashing his teeth Chandler just confessed! "I'm fine! I didn't want you to worry. I might need a new board the shark riddled it."

"As long as my baby is alright. A young woman rescued you. She deserves our thank you. Do you know her?"

"First time meeting her. I'm just happy she had the balls to fight a shark. She's actually right here with Swell and me. Her name is Tamara. She is awesome!"

"Put me on speaker then. Let me thank her personally."

"Okay!" He stared at Tamara and mouthed, "I'm so sorry." Waving him off as no worries she crawled up into the front and sat on the floor between the boys. "You're on mom!"

"Hello? Tamara?"

"I'm here, Mrs. Cox."

"God bless you for being there in my son's time of need. If there is anything you need, please just ask."

"I'm fine! Oddly enough Chandler and I are hitting it off very well. I just moved to L. A. and wanted to try my hand at surfing. I'm honestly glad I was there, or I'd never have met such a wonderful guy. Good job raising him."

"Why thank you, Tamara." Meredith was giddy! "What is your last name?"

"Kole... man! Koleman!"

"Perfect! Chandler? Invite Miss Koleman to dinner if she's up to it. I'll call and make reservations at SOUSnami where Avril works."

"One problem, mom! Tamara has to find some clothes. She's wearing my t-shirt at the moment." Was! Before the sex! "While she was boarding somebody stole her bag."

"Where are you staying, Tamara?"

"That's just it. Like I said I just arrived in Los Angeles. I only had that one bag because I wasn't certain where I would end up. I traveled light so I didn't have much to lug around aimlessly with. My money, clothes, passport, everything is long gone. I literally have nothing but your son's shirt to my name and no family to call for assistance. Not that I would, I'm too independent to owe people for my stupidity."

"You poor thing! Chandler dear? Buy her enough to get her started."

"I intended to! We just haven't gotten that far yet. I told her she could probably crash at Suki's a few weeks seeing as she saved my life. Anything to establish her."

"Oh, lord! Buy her a headset or she will go deaf in that household. If Chandler hasn't warned you my daughter is in a rock band of all careers."

"He has! As a matter of fact, I moved to L. A. to look into the music scene. I play guitar and drums myself. So, that offer is coming at the perfect time. I just don't want to be a burden; I don't have a job yet. Less than 24-hours in town. I was going to rent a cheap room somewhere and look into roommate wanted ads in the morning but scratch that with no money or ID until I can get to a DMV."

"Chandler has all the time in the world; he can take you where you need to go. There's a DMV eight miles from our home. Twelve miles I believe from Suki's beach house." Beach house? Hell yes! Chandler hadn't mentioned that. "I'm certain the local news will want an interview with you over the shark attack. You should give them one so that you can add that to your resume."

"I really don't like the attention. I get what you're saying but I just got here I don't want the pressure."

"Nonsense! I know the Channel 12 Manager personally. I'll discuss your situation with her and maybe get you a small monetary advance to help you out. Carolyn is filthy rich, and she loves to throw around money for good causes. You're a hero in my eyes Tamara. Again, bless you for being there for my son."

"I'm totally glad I was. Please don't read too heavily into this but I think Chandler is kind of cute." She kissed the head of his dick with a wink.

"Aww! Don't! Mom will demand a picture of me beet red in the face." Wellington was fighting hard not to crack up laughing. Tamara was too cool for words.

"Your father is calling to respond to my text. Go spend some money on our hero there. Buy her a nice evening gown for the restaurant tonight."

"Gown? The restaurant is that fancy?" Tamara chuckled! "I've never owned an evening gown. I never even went to prom back in the day." Bullshit! She had three dates that night. "I... will try and look my best. Thank you, Mrs. Cox."

"Meredith! Please, none of that, Mr. and Mrs. stuff. My husband's name is Donovan. Kiss! Kiss! Let me answer, Hubby. Bye all!" Click!

"Wow!" Chandler looked mortified by the rush! "That went... if you really don't want to go, I can cancel."

"I do need to eat." Not technically, but it made sense to look human in that trait. "The dress is a bit expensive though, don't you think?"

"Parent's moolah!"

"You don't work?"

"I do! I'm an apprentice cameraman right now."

"Ah! Work for daddy?"

"Yeah! I didn't want you to think badly of me. It's part time! I'm a slacker."

"Well, Chandler Cox, that makes two of us it seems. I only work when I require money. LA will be outrageous, but I do what I must."

"You'd really do porn?"

"Rather do music but I'm certainly not shy. Do you think your dad would find me porn star worthy?" As if she didn't know!

"No question about it. The Marilyn Monroe look you have is definitely going to catch his eye."

"Right!" Swell chimed in! "After what we just did here in the van, I guarantee you would be a big hit. Screamers with bodies like yours are in high demand. Hell, I told Chelsea she should dabble but she likes her career too much." A fast cell pic shared of he and Chelsea; Tamara puckered with a respectable nod.

"She's gorgeous! I see Kaley Cuoco in her."

"I see me IN Kaley Cuoco." He laughed! "Funny considering Kaley was in that TV show The Flight Attendant." Tamara was unaware of that show, her sole exposure to that bombshell blonde was of course The Big Bang Theory. Nerds! Sexy Nerds!

"I guess I'll find out what his thoughts are over dinner."

"And meet Suki's girlfriend Avril."

"Let's get moving, Bro!" Wellington stood up and grabbed Chandler's trunks. "Get dressed I'll spot you my shirt and you can take Tamara shopping. I'll sit in the van and jam out."

"I doubt we can get Tamara into any fancy stores wearing only a t-shirt. How about we stop by Chelsea's pad and let her shower and borrow an outfit. Once she has new duds you can take those back to Chelsea."

"Perfect! I hadn't thought of that. Chelsea's apartment is only twenty minutes away and there's a mall two miles from her."

"Only two seats in the van. Swell? You drive."

"I get his lap." Tamara giggled! "Do me a favor, Swell?"

"What's that?" He and Chandler switched seats.

"Hit every pothole you see."

Taking Chandler's trunks from him she tossed them in back. Taking a seat in Chandler's lap facing him, she clicked the seatbelt around her backside. Lining his still thriving erection up to her android vulva she slid down with ease. His smile was contagious!

"Stay on the road."

Easier said than done!

In This Moment on the stereo, the song Beast Within was certainly beSITting... beFITting! "Let me see you move your body" part of the lyrics, as well as "Tell me what you came for." Beauty and the Beast!

Bumpy ride!

No shockS there!