I work part time at this shitty stationery store. My coworkers are complete dick bags, and my boss is an asshat, but there is one redeeming quality to my job. The girls. My store is situated in an upper class suburb, close to a local, all girls high school. And Jesus fucking Christ the girls here really are something.
Continuation of events leading to infidelity, marriage and one hell of a threesome.
Ok don’t kill me critics, cus this is long. I started writing this about a few years ago, and it has been published before. The story is based upon truth, names and a few other little details were disguised to protect the innocent. It’s not all sex and action, more about falling in love, and being in love. I tried to make the sex scenes sensual rather than blatant, so I don’t really care if it gets low ratings. However any feedback will be welcome.
Demons talk and Angels visit
Farmers’ wives, and daughters, need a little extra cock once in a while. Thankfully, a religious conviction allows for taht
The continuation of Part 7
I find out that one of my friends is still taking sex education/human sexuality.
There were three nurses that happened laid in a really long time cuz they were all too busy with work. Well, one of the times they are bringing a body to the morgue they notice a kinda tent on the mid section so they get curious and decide to peak. When they do tehy realize he extremely cute so the began to discuss it. After much debate they agre that they were all fuck him before they bring him in. The first gets on, does her thing, gets off, and moves aside. Second does the same. Well they wait and the third is just standing there so they both ask, “what are you waiting for? You said you would too.” She nervously mumbles, “I’m on my period.” The other two laugh and tell her “He’s dead, he doesn’t care and neither do we.” So she decides to do. She gets on, starts doing her thing and the man gasps and sits up. The three nurses scream and cower away saying, “w-we thought you were dead!” The man stands up and says “I was but after three jump starts and a blood transfusion I’m alive and kickin.”
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A construction worker in the 5th floor of a building needed a handsaw. So he spots another worker on the ground floor and yells down to him, but he can’t hear him.
So the other worker on the 5th floor tries sign language.
He pointed to his eye meaning “I”, pointed to hiss knee meaning “need”, then moved his hand back and forth in a hand saw motion.
The man on the ground floor nods his head, pulls down his pants, whips out his Dick and starts masturbating.
The worker in the 5th floor gets pissed off so he runs to the ground floor and says, “What the fuck is your problem?! I said I needed a handsaw!” The other guy smiled and said, “I know that! I was trying to tell you – I’m coming.
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Christmas Eve
A man is about to jump off London Bridge when he hears a voice behind him. It’s Santa Claus.
“Why do this? It’s Christmas Eve?” Santa says.
“Because I’ve lost my job, ” the man answered, ” my wife has left me, and I have no presents for the kids.”
“Ah, I can grant you 3 wishes, ” replied Santa, “So when you get up tomorrow your job will be there, your wife will be waiting for you, and there’ll be presents for the children.”
“Oh Santa – however can I repay you?” gasped the man.
“Well – not a lot of people know this, ” came the reply, “But old Santa is gay, you could bend over for me, the elves aren’t much good at it.”
“Dunno ’bout that, ” the man said.
“Oh, go on, ” Santa urged, “After all – I granted you 3 wishes, don’t be so ungrateful.”
“Ok, ” the man sighed, as he unzipped his trousers.
Santa did the biz and when he finished the man pulled his trousers back up.
Santa looks at the man and asks “How old are you?”
“47, ” came the reply.
“What? And you still believe in Santa Claus?”
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Rabbit Hole
Three brothers are traveling along a road, and their car dies. They all get out of the car, and start walking to a barn that’s a little ways away. When they get their, the farmer comes out of the barn, and offers them a room for one night.
He says to the first one, “You can sleep with the pigs,” the second guy,” you can sleep with the cows”, and the third guy, “I like the cut of your jib. You can sleep with my 18 duaghters.”
The next morning, he asks everyone how they slept. The first man said, “I slept like a pig.”
The second man said ,”I slept like a cow.”
The third guy said, “I slept like a rabbit. I jumped from hole, to hole, to hole.”
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A night with the princess
A King had to leave his Kingdom for some business. He was afraid that his only Daughter would be taken advantage of by some of the Guards because she was a very deep sleeper. So before he left, he slipped a razor blade between the lips of her vagina.
The King left. That night, three of the Guards did plan to Fuck the Princess.
The First Guard went into her room. From outside of the room, the other two Guards listened. Suddenly, they heard the First Guard scream. He came out. The other two Guards asked why he screamed. Embarrassed, he said that it was so good that he couldn’t control himself. This made the other two smile.
The Second Guard went in. After some time? Ahhhhh!!! The Second Guard came out. The Third Guard asked what happened. Just as embarrassed as the First Guard, the Second Guard said that it felt so good that he couldn’t control himself. The Third Guard smiled.
The Third Guard went into the room. He went up to the Princess and lifted her dress. Outside, the other two Guards listened. Mmmmmhhhh!?! The other two Guards took off! The next morning, the King came back. He suspected that his Guards tried to fuck his daughter. He told them to drop their pants. Each of them did. Two of them had sliced dicks, but the third one didn?t. Confused, the King asked why. He stuck his tongue out and said, ?I neba pry fuk ur dahta, I wet lik ur dahta?!
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The Pickle Man
This couple comes to a new town and the guy gets a job at the local pickle factory. A few years go by and each year he wins the employee of the year award. One day in the 3rd year, he comes home looking all depressed.
His wife asks him what the matter is, to which he responds that he got fired.
“FIRED?!? How can you get fired, you’re always employee of the year!!” she asked, stunned.
To this he responds that he had another fantasy that he needed to fulfill and it got him fired…
“Oh no, not again…What did you do this time?” she asks.
Well, I always fantasized about sticking my willy in the pickle slicer.
“You didn’t!” she hoped.
He blushed and replied, “Well, yes I did.”
Then she asks, “Did it hurt?”
“No no really,” answers the man.
Puzzled she then asks, “Well what happened to the pickle slicer??”
He answers, “Oh, *she* got fired too!”
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Psychiatrist Observations
A psychiatrist was conducting a group therapy session with three young mothers and their small children.
“You all have obsessions,” he observed.
To the first mother, he said, “You are obsessed with eating. You’ve even named your daughter Candy.”
He turned to the second mom. “Your obsession is money. Again, it manifests itself in your child’s name, Penny.”
At this point, the third mother got up, took her little boy by the hand and whispered, “Come on, Dick, let’s go.”
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Baby Hermaphrodite
A woman gives birth to a baby, and afterwards, the doctor comes in and he says, “I have to tell you something about your baby.”
The woman sits up in bed and says, “What’s wrong with my baby doctor? What’s wrong?”
The doctor says, “Well, now, nothing’s wrong, exactly, but your baby is a little bit different. Your baby is a hermaphrodite.”
The woman is confused. “A hermaphrodite….. what’s that?”
The doctor replies, “Well, it means your baby has the…….er……features….of a male and a female.”
The woman turns pale. She says, “Oh MY GOD! you mean it has a penis….. AND a brain.
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I Don’t Think So!
Kate was standing in the kitchen cooking dinner.
Her husband Paul was in the living room drinking a beer and watching the game.
“Honey, you need to come in here and fix the fridge. The door is broke and if you don’t fix it the food will go bad.” Kate said.
Paul yells back, “Who do I look like the GE man, I Don’t think so.”
A little while later Kate says, “Honey, you need to fix the hall light, it’s out.”
“Who do I look like an electrician, I don’t think so, ” Paul says.
A few minutes later Kate says, “Honey, you need to fix the porch step before someone gets hurt on it.”
Paul quickly replies, “Who do I look like a carpenter, I don’t think so.”
Frustrated, he gets up and leaves.
He decides to go to a bar down the road.
After the game was over, he began to feel slightly guilty for the way he treated his wife so he went on home.
He comes up the porch and realizes that the step is fixed.
He walked into the house and noticed that the hall light was fixed.
He walked into the kitchen to get a cold beer and noticed that the fridge was fixed.
Paul sees his wife and says, “Babe, how did you fix all this.”
She looked at him and said, “Well after you left I began to cry on the porch.
A fine young man walked past and noticed I was crying and he asked me what he could do to help.
He fixed everything.
I asked him what I could do for payment.
He said I could either bake him a cake or sleep with him.”
Paul says, “Well, what kind of cake did you bake him?”
Kate looks at him and replies, “Who do I look like Betty Crocker, I don’t think so!”
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10 Things Not To Tell Your Boyfriend
10. Oh come on! Who’s gonna find out?
9. Well, your brother likes it this way.
8. Eeewww! Put that back in your shorts!
7. Dare to compare?
6. Can you go to the store and get me some tampons?
5. Is it supposed to bend that way?
4. Can I twist your wiener into a poodle?
3. Just go away I can finish myself!
2. I’m pregnant. . . . Ha just kidding!
1. Is it in yet?
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Shopping for a Husband
A store that sells husbands has just opened where a woman may go to choose a husband from among many men. The store is composed of 6 floors, and the men increase in positive attributes as the shopper ascends the flights.
There is, however, a catch. As you open the door to any floor you may choose a man from that floor, but if you go up a floor, you cannot go back down except to exit the building.
So a woman goes to the shopping center to find a husband.
On the first floor the sign on the door reads:
Floor 1 – These men have jobs.
The woman reads the sign and says to herself, “Well, that’s better than my last boyfriend, but I wonder what’s further up?” So up she goes.
The second floor sign reads:
Floor 2 – These men have jobs and love kids.
The woman remarks to herself, “That’s great, but I wonder what’s further up?” And up she goes again.
The third floor sign reads:
Floor 3 – These men have jobs, love kids and are extremely good looking.
“Hmmm, better” she says. “But I wonder what’s upstairs?”
The fourth floor sign reads:
Floor 4 – These men have jobs, love kids, are extremely good looking and help with the housework.
“Wow!” exclaims the woman, “very tempting. BUT, there must be more further up!” And again she heads up another flight.
The fifth floor sign reads:
Floor 5 – These men have jobs, love kids, are extremely good looking, help with the housework and have a strong romantic streak.
“Oh, mercy me! But just think… what must be awaiting me further on?” So up to the sixth floor she goes.
The sixth floor sign reads:
Floor 6 – You are visitor 6,875,953,012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please.
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Satan’s Sister
One bright, beautiful Sunday morning, everyone in tiny Smithville wakes up early and goes to their local church. Before the service starts, the townspeople sit in their pews and talk about their lives, their families, etc.
Suddenly, at the altar, Satan appears!! Everyone starts screaming and running for the front entrance, trampling each other in their determined efforts to get away from Evil Incarnate.
Soon, everyone is evacuated from the church except for one man, who sit calmly in his pew, seemingly oblivious to the fact that God’s ultimate enemy is in his presence. This confuses Satan a bit.
Satan walks up to the man and says, “Hey, don’t you know who I am?”
The man says, “Yep, sure do.”
Satan says, “Well, aren’t you afraid of me?”
The man says, “Nope, sure ain’t.”
Satan, perturbed, says, “And why aren’t you afraid of me?”
“Well, I’ve been married to your sister for 25 years.”
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No Taking For 30 Days
One night a man walks into a bar looking sad. The bartender asks the man what he wants.
The man says “Oh just a beer”.
The bartender asked the man “Whats wrong,why are you so down today?”.
The man said “My wife and i got into a fight,and she said she would’nt talk to me for a month”.
The bartender said “So whats wrong with that”?
The man siad “Well the month is up tonight”.
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More Moaning
Morris comes home to find his wife, Sadie, crying. “I found out from Mrs. Goldberg that you’ve been having an affair with that cheap secretary in your office. Why would you do that to me? Haven’t I always been the good wife? I’ve cooked for you, raised your children, and I’ve always been by your side for thirty-five years. What haven’t I done to make you happy?”
Embarrassed, Morris confesses, “It’s true, Sadie, you’ve been the best wife a man could hope for. You make me happy in all ways but one. You don’t moan when we have sex!”
Sadie questions: “If I moaned when we had sex, you’d stop running around?! All right, come to the bedroom so I can show you that I, too, can moan during sex!”
So they retire to the bedroom, get undressed, and climb beneath the sheets. As they begin to kiss, Sadie asks, “Now, Morris, should I moan now?” “No not yet.”
Morris begins fondling Sadie. “What about now, Morris? Should I moan now?” “No, I’ll tell you when!”
He climbs on top of Sophie and begins to have intercourse. “Is it time for me to moan, Morris?” “Wait, I’ll tell you when.”
Moments later, in the heat of passion, seconds before reaching climax, Morris yells “Now, Sadie, moan! MOAN!”
“OY! You wouldn’t BELIEVE what a day I had!”
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An amazing discover that changed life forever
The story continues
The head of a fine household closes down his day with a night with one of his slaves.
First time story didnt know whether to continue it or not so some good feed back is always good.
3 main races on the planet, red blood, blue blood and humes. There were many other races but none in such vastness, for instance the raiders of the north who lived in the mountains and a small entirely female race who lived in shrouded secrecy, the native black elves- very few and lived in the forests their brown skin disguising them from intruders. Many other creatures lived but few others with opposable thumbs.
Nikita was a blue blood elf living on the outskirts of the main city, its high walls sounded by farming villages on one side and sea the other, birds flying overhead carrying other elf’s or precious cargo. Nikita was proud owner of one of the biggest farms, boasting 6 fields of the finest yielding crop over half the land, the gentle vines maintained by en slaved red bloods or half breeds- where red and blue where combined this elf race was, very little survived birth and those not killed soon after where forced into the life of slavery. Unlike others Nikita was mostly kind to her slaves and in turn they worked hard, they all wore simple clothing and lived in the best housing the law would give them. Often they breaded allowing Nikita to have more slaves who learned how to grow crop. Standing at the door of her house hold atop a hill she looked across her surrounding fields. Red women with their pinkish skin tending younglings and crop, their breasts where firm but swayed as they bent over to rid crop of weeds, their children running naked through the crop- this was a better atmosphere then having a scene of whipping and displeasure. Male’s muscles budged as they lifted heavy equipment, their penises dangling below a loin cloth or standing erect by their women and children. This is what Nikita enjoyed the most her slim body was more than enough for them to ‘come to attention’ occasionally treating herself to these pleasures or any of the surrounding. She walked out to the first field exchanging talk with the women about crop and children’s progress in the world, children coming up for help finding their mother, talking to men about wife’s and families as well as the payment and accommodation (very few where used for unconventional purposes). As she carried on through the small gaps in the crop she came across a young male red laying down tugging at his penis.
‘What are you doing young red?’ Nikita asked staring down upon him.
He yelped and stumbled on the ground. ‘I was doing nothing…Ma’lady’
‘ ah but you where young man’ she bent over and lightly touched his penis laying the small three incher in her hand ‘being so rough will achieve nothing’
he looked very embarrassed and shocked as she gently licked the tip and sucked on it. When her mouth came off of it the penis was still small ‘be older before trying again your penis has not developed like others, but feeling the opposite sex is something you should be involved in’ Nikita put her hand under her short skirt and re produced two long fingers covered in a viscous liquid ‘suck them and taste what women taste of’. The boy obliged.
She was soon on her way through the crop going from field to field; it was all to present the amount of sexual frustration in the air. Girls touching themselves young ones humping each other boys feeling girl’s women touching themselves, men receiving pleasures from other women.
Reaching the 5th field children ran to her making her hurry and a birth was about to commence in a hut. She was soon there. The red was her legs spread and stomach bulging her breather short and fast, her face young.
‘Girl you should be too young for this birth’ the girl replied with a scream of pain. Nikita came close and spread the red girl’s legs wider. The juices of passion where spewing from her- no blood because all elves bones where flexible and internals expandable her cervix would be enlarged by this permanently but not by huge amounts. Nikita pushed her long fingers deep in the girl making her scream, she could feel the head, juices now flowed from her pussy and it was not a moment later the foetus made slow but steady progress out. The girl was screaming and breathing heavy but the baby came soon, a little girl red. The new mother was soon holding it, its screams small in comparison to a humes baby. Nikita would question her later, but for now massaged her own reproductive organ- her own juices now on the floor mixing with the red girls- who’s own was raw and stretched but was slowly tightening up again.
As Nikita came closer to her domain on the hill she felt herself grow hotter and hotter her juices soon trickling down her legs. Red children where following up behind her as she reached her house she went indoors and was immediately on hands and knees ‘CHILD!!’ Nikita yelled out most children ran but one hurried forward.
‘Yes ma’am….’ it was worried.
Nikita didn’t care ‘you! Put your hand in here now!’ Nikita indicated her vagina with her finger and soon felt a small fist being pushed in her. ‘DEEPER!! HARDER!!’ the child was sobbing but she didn’t care her walls where being stretched, her juices flowing freely on the floor, her body hot. She began to drool and cry from pleasure as the child fisted her deep.
‘Harder!’ Nikita cried out as the child fisted her harder, her cum now forming a larger and larger puddle on the floor.
Soon after her tenth body rocking orgasm she collapsed on the floor her joints spasming. The child was still there crying from fear of what might happen next. ‘Come here child’ said Nikita- her words mumbled. The child stepped next to her face. ‘Ah a young red girl, you’ll come to this house every evening till I say so, child do not cry it is a good thing you have done. Now go’ and with that the child ran.
I was not expecting this so soon Nikita thought. Blue elves had bodies like Humes, wanting to breed but after the first child the compulsion would stop. Many blue women got pregnant but terminated the child after birth, Nikita wasn’t like them if she had the child she would keep it, but with it came the eternal urges of a human man. So the older she got in her never ending life the compulsion would grow. A compulsion to maintain her race.
The next morning soon came she got up and left the hut to examine her ever growing land. The reds where working hard than ever, but as she approached the first field a messenger speedily arrived and took one knee before her.
‘Dear lady of farm Cheydin’ the boy said to the floor.
‘Yes runner?’ she looked down upon him as he rose to look up at her.
‘Queens’s advisors have sent a warning and advice of keeping red’s as slaves-‘he was cut off.
‘Though the elf’s work my fields do so under my will they are not slaves but workers whom obeyed me. Carry on’ Nikita announced it heavy.
‘Sorry. Red workers are to be tested for a new decease that is spreading. It is beginning to affect them in large proportions and now farm owners are not allowed to trade sla– workers with one another in order to quarantine the infected’.
‘Alright and how do we ‘test’ them for this disease?’
‘simple reproductive test my lady spell of healing upon a open sample it should’nt separate but should stay cloudy and normal as us’.
‘good, what do I do if I come across an infected worker?’
‘a formal issue hasn’t been come up with but as far as the order is concerned they only pass infertility and give half a humes life to who’s infected, it doesn’t transfer to blue blood so it is apparent you may keep the workers but preferably separate from the others. Good day my lady’
and with his finish the runner lightly darted away, probably to another farm.
Nikita paced herself at the front of the first field. ‘Workers of first field!’ her voice echoed out across the first field and the movement of workers stopped and faces turned to her.
‘You must all line in front of the main house please form separate sex lines’.
Soon she was in the main hall of her house with the two lines of reds outside.
‘First male please enter’ one of the red males entered looking very nervous.
‘Well this is a simple test of a spreading disease; all I need you to do is produce a reproductive sample in this’ Nikita produced a small blue elf ceramic cup and handed it to the male.
He pulled his clothe to one side and handled his penis. Not to soon after his muscles tensed and his hard penis erupted a large shot of cum. Nikita’s pussy was already dripping wet as the red handed her the cup she looked at it, it was almost filled she inserted two fingers into it and felt the warm of the cum, she swirled it around and closed her eyes and preformed the spell of healing. The cum stayed cloudy. The red stayed still and quite a few beads of sweat broke on his fore head, his penis already retracted into its sheath and was now hidden behind his clothe. Nikita licked her fingers. ‘You are clear you may resume work once more’.
He exhaled and left. Nikita quickly ‘disposed’ of the cum a small bead of it left on the corner of her mouth which was soon taken by her toung. ‘First female please’
a young red girl came in probably past her 20th winter.
‘testing for an infection I require you to produce reproductive juice into this’ Nikita handed her the same cup now clean of cum and the red girl squatted and began rubbing her bald pussy, little more time than the previous male but she was soon panting for breathe as she orgasmed producing her juice into the cup and onto some of the floor. Nikita preformed the same procedure as the last and the test was negative.
The sun was going down when she finally had finished checking. Ironically only 3 red had turned up with the infection and all surprisingly young reds. 2 female one male one, the male had come from another farm recently and the one of the girls had been infected by him. The other was a more curious case.
‘You will stay in the house grounds; you will not leave the grounds or work on the fields. No contact will be made with any of the others. This is punishable by death.
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Author’s notes: This part barely contains sexual content
as this is a base for the real fun to begin. =)
P.S next story has a better plot as this one was written last
year. I do improve.
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“Isaac I love you. I always loved you. TRANSMISSION ENDED”
Just as Isaac video stopped Hammond called Isaac attention.
“Isaac get to the computer core. The tram system went offline
Kendra needs your help with the tram system. It’s something
with a data wire. Get down there as fast as you can.” Hammond
said with a pissed off expression. “Once you get it running,
get to food storage.There is enough food for us since we have
no ship. Oh, and Isaac, watch your back”
“Man this sucks” thought Isaac to himself. “First I almost
got assed raped by a big mother fucker, now I have to fuck
them all up just for a fuckin’ wire. I better get a pay
raise if I make it outta here.”
Just as Isaac neared the end of his thought, Kendra
contacted him.
“Isaac, I got half of the tram system working but I
don’t know how to re-wire the system. I need your help
and fast. This door has a lot of creatures that need a
foot up ass.” Kendra said paying more attention to the
monitor than the RIG chat window.”After your done, I
need to talk to you.”
The halogram flickered off.
“She needs to talk to me? About what? hhmm…”
Isaac thoughts were poundering about what could
be so important as he ripped off a slasher’s arm to
decapitate it’s head.
“A talk you shall get.” Isaac thought as he still has
no idea what Kandra wants. “A talk you shall get.”
Isaac ripped, bashed, cut, shot, dismembed, and stomped
eveything in his path. He wanted nothing to scratch him
for he want to look good for Kendra since he decieded she
“wanted” him. That was what Isaac thought, he thought that
being on this ship, Kendra wanted him. What else could she
need to have a conversation with? Isaac’s thoughts continued
until he saw the computer core’s doors. With this he saw one
of the biggest necromorphs of all time. Two huge arms with
what looked to be armored. Two inverted legs which looked to
thin to hold the brute upright.
“Oh fuck!” Isaac said grabbing the monsters attention. The
brute then charged at Isaac. The creature missed and Isaac jumped
on the monsters back repeatedly stabbing at it’s shoulders.
“Yes!” Isaac said as one of the monsters arms fell off.
The creature roared as it proceded to pick up Isaac and throw him
through the computer core’s door. Kendra fell out of her chair as
she saw the door break and Isaac fly through.
“Hi there! Nice day isn’t it?” Isaac said smart-assed at Kendra.
“Isaac kill that thing!” Kendra screamed as she hid behind her chair.
“No.” He replied
“WHA-” Just as Kendra yelled, the support above the door calsped and
fell on the monster killing it and sealing Isaac and Kandra inside.
“What just happened!?” Kendra said just seeing Isaac’s gashed arm.
“Oh my god, hold still Isaac you have a gash.”
Isaac looked with eyes open to see his arm cut open.”Fuck” he said
as the pain started to kick in.
“Hold still.” Kendra said as she bent over towards Isaac’s direction
giving Isaac a full view of breasts from the top of her shirt.
“Thank god I have this helmet. She might see me looking at her boobs.
Arrr! This pain! What is she? Oh she’s healing me. Could be a little
faster. I can’t stay like this without giving myself away.” Isaac
thought to himself.
“I see your looking at my breasts” Kendra said seductively.
“Oh fuck!” Isaac thought but realized that her voice was laced in
a seductive voice.
“Isaac no need to hide that. I should of been more careful.” Kedra
said no to embaress Isaac. “Nexted time, I’ll give you more of
a view. But that aside. I need you to fix this command computer.”
“What about the door?” Isaac said carefully not to upset Kendra.
“What about it? We’re locked in, so?.” Kendra said as she hoped
Isaac would pick up on her hint. With her hope came compleation.
As Isaac’s armor gave a “CLING!”
“Well shall you fix the computer or do you want one of your buddies
giving you emotional support.” Kendra said as laughed at Isaac.
“Very funny.” Isaac replied rolling hid eyes inside his helmet seeing
Kendra still laughing at him. Isaac then grasped four wires, rearnged
them in about 15 seconds the said “Done, now stop laughing as a
necromorph will hear you.”
“And?” Kendra said being a jackass.
“And I’m going to let it come after you,” Isaac said shutting Kandra up.
“Don’t be an ass.” Kendra said as she proceded to get up.
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I know this part sucks but it sets up as a base for the real fun to
begin. =)
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This is a very mild techno-nerd female exhibitionist fantasy about being able to safely show your naked body to anyone, anywhere, at any time. There is NO SEX, per se, in this story. It is a gentle fantasy I wrote for all those geekette flashers out there who follow me and dream of having a job just like Julia’s.
Space Voyeurs
The USF George S. Patton Jr. hurtled through space at incredible speeds. Silent and seemingly lifeless, it rotated slowly, a giant drum on four spindles and a central stem of polished steel. The stem was composed of mostly engine, with a rotating bridge at the front of the ship, and round thin fins at the rear. The drum was composed of sleeping and working quarters. It spun at a slow rate to maintain gravity on the long trip ahead of it. The four spindles looked delicate from the front or rear, but a side view showed them to be massive, and structurally sound, like the conning tower on a nuclear submarine. The spindles attached the drum to the central ship. The ship itself could detach from the drum for planetary landings, or in case of emergencies, make the rotating drum a safe rotating satellite which could maintain itself indefinitely.
Areas like the bridge used an artificial gravity, but the energy required to maintain such gravity was enormous. So such gravity was limited to the bridge itself and a few critical areas such as laboratories and the medical unit. All other areas were subject to spinning gravity or weightlessness. This made frame 35-475-0-A , the hold of the ship, one of the most popular places on the ship. It was an excellent place for weightless basketball, weightless football passing, and weightless sex. It seemed that the only one who didn’t know this was Jack Martin, captain of the Patton.
The Patton was en route to Wolf 359, a planet 7.7 light-years from Earth. The Patton had been en route to Wolf for over six years. At just under the speed of light, they had three more years until they reached it if they stayed on course. The Captain wanted to make sure they did. Ensign Clark was a navigator, the best on the Patton, in the Captain’s opinion. Of course her firm breast and long red hair had something to do with his opinion.
“Ship, I need to see Ensign Clark please.”
“Aye, Captain,” the computer said. An image of Ensign Clark suddenly appeared on the large view screen at the front of the bridge. She was facing the nearest camera. She looked like a magnificent Medusa, with her red hair straying out in all directions, as she slowly rotated in front of the camera. Her knees were pulled up beneath her. Her naked breast bounced as a man fucked her from behind. They were both floating far above the hold deck. Wooden crates and plastic stasis packs littered the area below. Captain Martin blinked several times, then gasped as what he saw imprinted itself on his mind.
“Computer, end transmission,” he said hurriedly. Only Dr. Carrie Dillion remained on watch. She blinked at the screen slowly, then turned, giving him a sensuous smile.
“You did ask to see her,” Carrie giggled.
“Yes, I know,” Captain Martin said in a tired voice. “Sometimes I feel so damn old.”
“Fifty isn’t old. You have a lot of admirers on the ship,” Carrie said.
“Like Doctor Ramstein, the oldest living scientist on your team. Hell, the oldest in space anywhere.”
“No, I was thinking of somebody a little younger. Thirty perhaps.”
“Who the hell would that be . . . you?” he asked nervously.
“Yes, actually.”
“You can’t be serious. Why look at me and look at you. I’m a wrinkled old coot. You’re a goddess.”
“Oh, that does it,” she said, leaping to her feet. “I’m fucking you right here on the bridge,” she hurried to his chair. He looked at her with wide eyes, too frightened to move. “Computer, show the image of Ensign Clark again, and lock down the bridge,” she said as she approached the Captain.
“I don’t . . . I . . . My god,” he said as Dr. Dillion opened her blouse and dropped it on the deck. Her beautiful bulging breasts were magnificent in her lacy white bra. She reached behind herself and released the bra. Captain Martin ogled her breasts for a moment, then his eyes went to the front of the bridge. That was no better. He now had a magnificent view of Ensign Clark slowly rotating forward in space. He was viewing her back and ass. A young man was pumping his long cock into her pussy with great vigor, while holding her hips in a firm grip so she wouldn’t fly away. Her ass was forced out of shape momentarily, then jiggled back into shape before he slammed his hips back into her ass again.
“Zero gravity does horrible things to a woman’s figure,” Captain Martin mumbled.
“Yes it does, especially over a long period of time,” Dr. Dillion said as she unzipped his jumpsuit. He looked down to find her completely naked. He averted his eyes for a moment, then took a closer look. She was beautiful. Not just her face, she was beautiful everywhere.
“My god,” he whispered in awe.
“Help me with this thing,” she said angrily. He stood and she pulled the zipper all the way down. Before he could sit, she yanked his jumpsuit down around his ankles. She yanked open his shorts and claimed his throbbing cock in her warm, greedy hands. With a smile of anticipation, she sank her head into his lap and clamped her lips over his cock. He hissed and came up off the chair. His eyes went back to Ensign Clark on the view screen. He was seeing her from below now. She was holding her knees up beneath her abdomen. He could clearly see the man’s cock sliding in and out of Ensign Clark’s pussy. She had a large pussy with a fringe of brown hair.
“Oh, oh, Ohhhh,” he moaned as her exquisite lips slid up and down his cock. Was there a better feeling in the entire universe? It had been so long since he had felt lips like those on his cock.
“That feels like heaven,” he said in a whisper. Her eyes lit up as she looked up at him. He had never realized that her eyes were so blue. A Captain got little sex on a trip, and not all that much between trips. Only a woman who liked her privacy would marry a ship’s captain. A woman who loved things, rather than men. Like his wife, the ice queen. She collected stuff, his stuff and her stuff. It was all bought with his Captain’s pay. If she was lucky he would die a horrible death and provide her with a large life insurance policy.
“Fucking bitch,” he growled.
“What!” Dr. Dillion was outraged.
“Not you, my wife,” he said with a laugh. “You, my dear, are absolutely perfect. In fact I just decided to get a divorce.”
“That’s good news,” she said with a smile before closing her lips over his cock once more.
She bobbed up and down on his cock, spreading fire between his legs. This was the first trip with civilians in the crew. There was a law against a captain fraternizing with officers who worked for him. On a ship that was the only kind of officers he met. But civilians were open territory. He planned on spending a lot of time going through their ranks after today.
“Let’s make love,” he whispered. She climbed to her feet. She sank her naked ass down onto his lap. “Oh yes,” he gasped as her hot pussy slid down over his throbbing manhood. Inch by inch was encased in her hot, moist flesh. An ungodly heat enthused his loins as she sank completely over his throbbing penis. She settled with a little wiggle of her ass, and just sat enjoying the feeling of his throbbing flesh filling her hungry pussy.
“Bridge, turn off the artificial gravity,” Dr. Dillion spoke softly.
“Yes, doctor.” They felt the difference immediately. Like a car speeding over a sharp hill, their hair lifted and the blood rushed to their heads. They began drifting out of the chair, as Dr. Dillion gently rose and fell in his lap. He clasped his hands around her waist and drove her back down on his penis as she rose. In a moment their actions blended into one easy, gentle movement. Neither had to strain as she bounced on his lap.
Once again Captain Martin’s eyes went to Ensign Clark on the screen. They were now doing a 69 as they slowly rotated in space. “I hope he didn’t cum in her before he started that,” Captain Martin whispered.
“Some men don’t care. Some men like the taste of their own sperm.”
“You’re kidding,” Captain Martin made a face.
“No, not at all. And I’ve never met a woman who didn’t like her own flavor.”
He slid his hand between her legs, then raised it to her face. She moved to engulf his finger with her greedy lips. She sucked her juices, then smacked her lips.
“That is so fucking sexy,” he whispered.
His cock rentered her sweltering vagina, sliding all the way inside her very slowly. She slid his cock out, also slowly, then sank back down again. Once his cock was fully inserted, she sat for a moment, then slowly began sliding forward and back on his cock. This was perfect. It was more stimulation for her, and less for him. Anything else would have caused him to orgasm instantly. He laid back and let her control their lovemaking. She was very good at it. Her pussy was extremely wet, and so hot he could hardly stand it. He had fucked a woman with a fever once, and Dr. Dillion’s was similar. The heat and moisture were just incredible. Her pussy made a wet, swishing sound as it slid on his cock. Her almost hairless pubes felt good against his pelvis. And those breasts! How could a woman be so perfect? As Dr. Dillion began whimpering, he knew she was having an orgasm. He gasped in alarm. In desperation he tried to lift and lower her on his cock, but it was too late. She came with a shudder and a scream. With her back arched and head thrown back, she shuddered and cried until her orgasm abated. He sat watching in awe and disappointment.
“I don’t know any man who doesn’t like a hot, tight ass,” she smiled. “This is all for you,” she mumbled over her shoulder. She lifted her pussy off his throbbing cock and grabbed his cock as she sank back down. He felt his head pressed against her anus. His eyes widened hopefully. He saw the look of pain cross her eyes as his cock penetrated her ass. She held her body still until her ass widened enough to let him in. With a hiss of pain, she drove her ass down on his cock, then squealed and paused, waiting. Just feeling her hot ass on his cock was almost enough to make him cum. But he held off through sheer will. He wanted to feel that hot anus bouncing on his cock. He wanted to feel it shooting thick cum up into her ass.
“Oh,” she said uncertainly as she began riding up and down on his cock. He watched that perfect ass between his hands.
Captain Martin knew his cock was filling her virgin ass to the breaking point. He couldn’t believe she was doing this for him, and he appreciated the gesture.
“Oh, I kind of like that,” she said, turning her head slightly. “It feels kind of warm inside me,” she admitted. He watched the gentle sway of that mane of blonde hair. He watched the perfectly formed rounded globes of her ass, and felt the intense heat of her ass enveloping his stiff cock. It was the best fuck of his life. Suddenly it was all too much. His balls clenched, filled with fire, and exploded. He pumped his load of hot cum into her ass and she cooed like a baby. She arched her back and leaned back against him. He inhaled the fragrance of golden hair and soft skin. He touched her body, then moved his hands to her breasts. He suddenly realized, by her movements on top of him, that her fingers were circulating in her pussy. It didn’t take long for her to gain another orgasm. She lay panting for a moment, then pulled off his flaccid cock.
“Oh that was good,” she smiled and kissed him. He wished that he could take the credit, but she had done all the work.
She sat looking down at him and he realized that she actually glowed, kind of like an angel. He also realized that he was he was floating up near the ceiling. So was every pen, piece of paper, electronic equipment, clothing, wrenches, and hair clips on the bridge.
“Oh god,” Dr. Dillion laughed.
“Computer, contact maintenance about a gravity malfunction on the bridge,” Captain Martin said as he retrieved his clothing. They were both fully clothed and dressed before maintenance arrived.
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Well here it is after that teaser in chapter 3 Jake Merkin returns
Alice gets wild at the grocery store, but her antics get her in trouble and Frank will have to come to her rescue.
Peter can stop time, but can he stop the detective on his trail?
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Marcella Henry watches over a sentient computer at night. What she doesn’t know is that the computer also watches her.
Hey everyone, hope you enjoy my second ever story on here. put a lot more time into this one, so I hope you like it. NOTE: (Any criticisms of my writing are welcome, as I am always looking to improve my skills)
After a heart to heart conversation Cait agrees to get involved with Rhys to manage their growing frustrations
BE ADVISED: Although designed to be appreciated by itself, the following writing will make more sense to readers of the first 2 segments of “Dire Action” trilogy.
CONTENT WARNING: This particular writing segment contains perceivable rape, orgasm denial, science-fiction, legal irresponsibility, curse word usage, pharmaceutical usage, and firearm usage.
The white mouse yawned as she walked along the wall of her clinic, closing the blinds. She was used to much busier days, but with the facility in partial-lockdown and all experimentation under arrest, she was only rarely called for assignments, and even then, they tended to be brief. She’d been cooped up far too long in this building. Everyone had been. Ever since the earthquake knocked out their communication systems over a month before, they’ve been out of contact with friends and family overseas. Not that they were allowed much contact anyway. Such is the nature of working for the military on an artificial island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. They weren’t equipped to deal with long-term isolation, so with the incoming shortage of food limiting choices, authority figures, such as Officer Jake, could no longer pull the wool over the eyes of its workers. This was a serious situation, and now, everyone knew it. Although loyalty remained strong, morale had begun to sink and the chain of command grew increasingly less formal.
At last closing the final set of blinds, Dr. Kaidi turned her head to view the BESA unit, a chair specializing in organic sterilization and stimulation. She walked up to its control panel, and began typing a series of commands, shutting down the various stages of the chair. Before deactivating the final sequence, she took a moment to take off her lab coat. The heat in the medical wing had a way of fluctuating wildly, and she felt a bit overheated. With just her blue scrubs on, she reached into her lab coat for the clinic’s keys, before placing them in her pocket and pressing her attention again to the control panel. Her bored mind began to drift into a daydream, and she thought of her last patient, Private Diris, a female dragoness with what Kaidi felt was a stunning figure. But of course, Kaidi was a professional, and would never express such a thing to a patient. Still, Kaidi had never performed the sterilization procedure on a female before, a procedure which entailed bringing the patient to the brink of orgasm, keeping them there for some time, and then allowing them to orgasm. She was very surprised to see the dragoness’ ecstatic reaction. “Is the procedure that pleasurable for ALL women?” she pondered.
She thought about what it would be like to go through the procedure herself, but alas, she didn’t work in the genetic’s department, thus, there would never be a need for her to undergo it. She sighed, her eyes drifting to the floor, when something incredibly obvious suddenly struck her, “Even Officer Jake, our head of security, is breaking protocol in these trying times…” she turned around, glancing towards the blinded windows before quickly looking back at the floor. “No… I can’t do that” she said in a hushed tone under her breath. Normally her work keeps her busy enough to keep her mind off of her sexual interests, but she’d been understandably pent up what with the lack of activity in the medical wing. Her mind began to justify things. When would she ever get an opportunity like this again? This isn’t half as bad as what Officer Jake’s doing, and who would find out anyway? A naughty grin cut from the corner of her mouth.
She spun around in place, double-checking the windows. The doors closed, the windows blocked, and the room completely soundproof, the obtuse solitude comforted her. No one holds a card authorized to open the door in this room but her. A gentle surge of adrenaline sent a shiver down her spine. She was really gonna do this, and frankly, she was psyched. Turning towards the control panel, she expertly entered a series of complex commands. She had never operated this machine remotely before, so she wanted to make sure it was as easy and straightforward as possible. She picked up the remote from underneath the hologram and cycled through the sequences. She had managed to set it up to the single press of a button. The first sequence locks her in place, the second places the chair into its stimulation mode, the third begins her stimulation, bringing her right to the edge of orgasm but no further, the fourth sets the machine in full throttle stimulation, and the final sequence revs the system down and removes the binding latches. Even if something went wrong, she could halt everything with voice commands. She even bound a kill-switch button on the remote, just in case. Absolutely nothing could go wrong.
As the doctor approached the chair, she glanced over her shoulder at the windows and door once more to alleviate her paranoia. She removed her scrub pants, and then her panties, neatly folding them before placing them on the floor. As she sat in the BESA chair, her heart began to race. She warded off her guilt with justifiable sensibilities. After all, would it not be beneficial for her patients if she had some experience with this procedure first-hand? Now seated in place, she pressed the button on her remote. Steel latches shot out of the chair, binding her wrists, waist, neck, and ankles. She pressed the button again, and the latches around her wrists and neck retracted. With her legs and waist still bound, the seat underneath her began to shift and transform until it fit the contours of her body. The position of the leg clamps shifted, bringing her to a kneeling position over what ergonomically resembled a motorcycle seat, complete with handles. Kaidi grabbed one of the handles with her free hand to balanced herself. Now kneeling on the seat, a portion of the padding opened up, forming a seal around her vulva.
The deed imminent, Kaidi closed her eyes and constituted herself before pressing the button once more. Though expecting it, Kaidi let out a sharp squeak as her cavity was instantly filled with a warm, gooey fluid, which was followed by two, powerful, somewhat tentacle-like appendages. She went quiet, tranquilized by the lovely sensations as every milimeter of her innards were rubbed and sucked by each calculated twist and thrust of the tentacles. Forgetting to breathe for the moment, she let out a long wavy sigh before inhaling sharply, feeling her excitement grow exponentially. She knew it had to be good, but not this good. It was clear that at this rate that it wouldn’t be long before she approached her orgasm. Her breathing grew more and more labored, her sighs making way for pants. The tentacles picked up their pace. Their slick, smooth surface lacked texture, but made up for it ten times over in behavior. They adapted, knowing exactly what was and wasn’t getting her off. She couldn’t possibly instruct them more efficiently herself. Kaidi let out a long, soft moan that echoed gently against the large walls of the room as she neared her orgasm. She knew the machine wouldn’t allow her to orgasm until she pressed the button again, but she didn’t dwell on the remote. She didn’t expect to, nor would she want to, stay on the edge as long as her previous patient, Diris, did, but she was certainly curious to what her own personal limits were.
Approaching ever so close to climax, the mouse inhaled deeply and clenched her hands, one around the handle-bar, one around the remote. The appendages did not slow down, and for a moment, she thought that they were unintentionally going to drive her over the edge. Her back arched and her eyes clamped shut, when just before the edge of orgasm, the tentacles stopped instantaneously, and entirely. Her eyes shot open, and with her heart racing, she teetered perfectly on the edge of orgasm. Instinctively, her hips rocked into the machine, but could not move enough for any stimulation. After a few seconds, the appendages every so gingerly began to squirm, keeping her right on the brink. She’d known that this machine was designed to keep the patient on the edge of orgasm, but she had no idea that it would be this close. Her thoughts shot back to Diris, who had been in this state for over ten minutes, and here, Kaidi was feeling overwhelmed in less than ten seconds. Kaidi checked her watch, compelled to keep going as long as she could. She then grabbed the bar once more, desperately grinding as much as she could into the machine. For what felt like eternity, she held on for as long as she could, but soon, she began to shake in uncomfortable longing. She checked her watch, “Two minutes, thirty seconds?!” she thought to herself. She could hardly believe how close she was. She yearned desperately for the tentacles to return to their original pace. To press the button and let go. Relief. At the very least, she wished the tentacles would back off of her edging a bit, rather than dancing with her nerve endings like a hair trigger. Her mind screamed for release as she quivered, the sloth of time taking its toll. Her eyes began to well up with tears, blurring her vision as, once more, she checked her watch. Three minutes, forty-five seconds. Defeated, it was clear to her why patients were bound the way they were. A seemingly infinite number of moments later, she checked her watch one last time. Four minutes, five seconds. Unable to bear one more second of this torture, she at last pressed the button.
With no hesitation, the tentacles picked up pace to full speed, and near-instantaneously, Kaidi was thrown over the edge, her hands and feet contorting as her climax hit her full throttle. Her vent clenched powerfully around the appendages in rhythm with the pulses of pleasure encompassing her body. Her back arched and each wave of pleasure was followed by an ecstatic cry. Her mind was swimming in euphoria, and her muscles contracted in response. The utter intensity enticed her toes to curl and her hands to clench. It went on for what felt like a full minute before she finally began to calm down, and the stimulation from the tentacles began to grow uncomfortable.
Thoroughly satisfied, she pressed the last button, designed to power the machine off. The machine kept up its vigorous rate. Kaidi waited a moment and then pressed the button again but the tentacles continued at their pace. Now in the refractory mode of her post-orgasmic state, the pleasure made way for pain. Now squirming in the increasing discomfort, she glared down at the remote to find that it was slightly damaged. “Oh shit” the otherwise well-mannered mouse spouted. She must have accidentally crushed it during her orgasm. She let out a pained squeek as the machine continued at its relentless pace. This was becoming seriously painful. She shook the remote and continued hitting the button, trying to get it to stop, and it wasn’t long before the sensations began to grow unbearable. “B-Bessy. Cycle the next s-sequence!” she stammered. A professional, mildly robotic female voice echoed through the room “I’m sorry, but this action requires higher control privileges.” Writhing, the doctor’s voice stammers again, “I’m the highest ranking m-medical personnel in the facility! Run a v-voice analyses!” The computer responds once more in its usual, flat yet happy tone, “The medical division of the BWG, Bureau of Weaponized Genetics, apologizes for any confusion on this matter, and would be happy to clarify for you: All personnel, military, medical, or otherwise, forfeit their rank and permissions during any Class A sanitation or Class B or greater sterilizing procedure in order to mitigate any attempts to interfere with the procedure. We understand that this procedure can be uncomfortable. Please refer any further questions to the doctor. Thank you.” Kaidi wouldn’t have believed it if she didn’t hear it with her own, long and rounded ears. “I AM the doctor! Doctor Kaidi!” Her toes curled as she let out a long, uneven squeal. “Hello Dr. Kaidi. Please refer any further questions to the doctor supervising your procedure.” Her legs pushed against the bonds, trying to separate herself from the machine, but it was in vain. There was no physical way out of this contraption and she knew it. Her eyes began to well up in tears and with a shaken voice, she cried out for help to anyone who may be standing in the halls, but this too was in vain. She writhed in place as the machine mercilessly tenderized her innards. She dug her fingernails into the side of the remote and tried to pry it open. After some nerve-racking struggling, she discovered that the internal damage was much worse than hinted by the exterior. Wires were torn, solder was knocked out of place, and there was a giant crack through the circuit-board. It was apparent that even if she could concentrate enough to fix this, she didn’t have the tools to do it. Her shaking paw placed the remote back into her lab coat pocket and she began scouring her pockets for anything that could help her. Pens, pencils, a notepad, and a sound recorder… useless. Tears began to obstruct her vision as she continued to cry out for help. She was already completely out of ideas. She thought the edging was unbearable, but this was so much worse. She felt like her mind was going to split open. “Bessy! H-how long will this c-continue if not interrupted?!” the patronizingly happy voice responded, “Your B-Sat levels are at eighty nine point three three percent. Standard protocol requires less than zero point five zero percent B-Sat levels to conclude the procedure. Your current rate of B-Sat level decline is zero point zero zero percent per minute. At this rate, it will take ERROR minutes to complete the procedure. The procedure shall run until your B-Sat levels are under zero point five zero percent or until the facility power is completely drained. At this rate, the procedure is due to continue for approximately six hundred twenty eight years, thirty four days, eight hours, thirteen minutes, and thirty seconds, accurate within a fifteen second calibration.” The doctor began to catastrophically lose her constitution. “Let me out of this thing you stupid fucking cunt!”
As time passed, the doctor’s hope was beginning to dwindle, and she was in too much distress to try to formulate a new plan out. As the frenzied mouse tugged hopelessly at the machine, she heard a hopeful thud coming from the door, and she let out an uneven cry, “HELP!” The distinct beep of a keycard being flashed at the lock echoed through the room, and there appeared the husky officer, with a first aid duffel bag in hand. “O-Officer J-Ja-Jake!” the mouse stammered with just as much relief as embarrassment. “You left your security camera on! Are you okay?!” the blushing officer replied, closing the door behind him and propping it closed with the duffel bag as the rodent squealed, “Turn this thing off!”. The husky briskly walked to the holographic monitor and glared at the screen. “P-please! Cycle the next sequence! Turn it off!” the doctor cried, her words beginning to slurr. “Uh, BESA, cycle the next sequence.” Jake had no idea how to operate a BESA. The cheery voice responds once more, “I’m sorry Officer, but only medical personnel are authorized to operate specialized equipment.” “Turn it off manually!” the mouse cried “How?!” the husky replied, who was faced with a complicated looking command prompt. The mouse stuttered and squealed as she tried to explain the commands to turn it off, but given the complexity of the code and the inexperience of Jake, very little progress was being made. This continued for nearly a minute before the doctor, arms clenched to her body and fingers contorted, began to hyperventilate, and couldn’t formulate complete sentences. “Doctor, you’re not making any sense, it’s asking for your fingerprint, I can’t get any further.” Desperately as she try, she could not explain how to bypass it.
The husky moved away from the hologram and approached the machine. With Kaidi still trembling and crying terribly, the officer withdrew a multi-tool and tried to pry the steel bindings apart, but the steel bars were too thick; it was clear that the pliers would break before the bars. Suddenly Kaidi had an idea. “J-J-Jake- grab the- over in- an autoinjector..” Kaidi couldn’t formulate a straight answer and Jake was on his knees prying, hardly paying attention anyway. Kaidi grabbed Jake by his shirt with a deathgrip, and heaved him to his feet with a strength disproportional to her size, held him facing her, then released one hand to point to a shelf opposite of the room. Upon releasing him, he darted to the shelf and opened its’ drawer. Inside were combat shots. Jake was quite familiar with these, autoinjectors filled with adrenaline, dopamine, and a bunch of other feel-good chemicals, but he wasn’t quite sure what she wanted them for. He ponderously crept back to Kaidi with the shot in hand, “Doctor, what do you expect to do with-” the mouse interrupted him, snatching the autoinjector out of his hand, and with no hesitation, uncapped it and drove it into her leg. The officer refrained from spouting something about how that was against protocol and simply stood there dumbfounded. In a matter of seconds, Kaidi stopped crying and let out a long sigh of relief. “What the hell was that?” barked the husky. Kaidi, now panting pleasurably replied, “Dopamine… cancels out the refractory period after orgasm.. Turns the pain back into pleasure.” The husky, somewhat relieved to see the doctor in substantially less discomfort, relaxed a bit. “Okay, so how do I disengage this thing.” Kaidi let out a long, gentle moan. “Doctor Kaidi?” the husky inquired again. The mouse, not sure what to say, ignored him. The pleasure back, she didn’t want it to stop now. With the chemically induced arousal, it felt even better than before. “Kaidi!” the husky barked. “I’m sorry! Please just give me a minute!” The mouse was feeling too much pleasure to even feel the embarrassment of the officer looking at her. Officer Jake glanced around the room, making sure everything was closed before facing Kaidi once more. He’d always been obtusely bashful (one may call it his Achilles heel), needless to say, he wasn’t quite sure what he was supposed to be saying right now, so he just kept his muzzle shut.
For some time, the officer thought the worst part of this moment was figuring out what to say at the end of all this. That is, until he noticed her vital signs. Over 170 beats per minute and climbing. He was no doctor, nor a medic, but he knew enough to know that that wasn’t right. “Kaidi!” he hollered with urgency, “Your heart’s going way too fast! You have to tell me how to turn this off, NOW!” Kaidi, lost in her own world of ecstasy, couldn’t form a response even if she wanted to. She was visibly hyperventilating, and quite entranced. As Jake fussed with the controls, Kaidi’s demeanor changed. She was shaking, and writhing, clearly in pleasure, but her posture pointed and she looked fatigued and uncomfortable. Her heart rate nearing two hundred beats per minute, Jake drew his gun from his holster, “Fuck this.” Before firing several rounds into the power supply of the machine, ensuing a series of sparks and cracks before finally, catastrophic shutoff. The machine’s latches gave out and a panting mouse stepped off of it, and clearly dizzy, leaned against the BESA, “You’re okay now, just try to relax.” Jake turned around and picked up her clothes before facing her again, only to find her fingers buried deep in her vent, feverishly trying to work herself to orgasm, “Nnnnggg! This isn’t enough!” Jake approached her and grabbed her arm, “Kaidi, you need to get a grip! You need to calm your body!”, Kaidi opened her eyes momentarily before locking eyes with the husky, “A grip you say?”, suddenly, she pulled her dripping hand away from her crotch, and planted it onto Jake’s. The officer let out a comically high-pitched yelp before stepping back, moving his hands to his block his bulge, “Kaidi, no! You need to-“ “What I need right now, officer, is help! Please Jake, I need it, deep, and hard!” she lunged once again for his crotch at which point he jolted backwards before stuttering, “BESA, restrain her!” briskly, over a dozen robotic forceps descended from the ceiling and held the mouse in place, “Bessy! Doctor’s clearance! Restrain HIM!”, the forceps hesitated then began to obey. “Security clearance. Restrain her.” The husky growled. Like a child caught between two parents, the forceps peeked left and right between the options before opting to obey. The mouse shouted quickly “Jake’s indicated to me that he wants to kill himself and intends on acting on it, I’m vocally signing a 302 warrant!” the husky tilted his head, “Wait wha-“ in an instant, the forceps plowed at maximum speed against the broad-figured canine, pinning him on the ground and disarming him of his gun and knife in one smooth, fierce movement. With incredible grace, Kaidi leapt onto Jake’s lap, “Don’t fight it Jake” she said as she eagerly undid his zipper like a birthday present (and it’s not even her birthday) “You keep saying no…” without even reaching in, the husky’s large member ejected like a spring outward, “…but your raging hard on screams yes!”, Jake’s struggle against the powerful forceps appeared pathetic. He wasn’t moving an inch more than the machine wanted him to, “Kaidi! Don’t do this!” she placed her fingers against her wrist for a few seconds and let go, “My heart-rate is fine now. I really need this!” Jake growled, “This isn’t how I wanted to do this!”, Kaidi laughed, positioning her vent over his thick girth, “And how would you have preferred it?” Jake went silent as Kaidi toyed with her pleasure button. She gawked at his length, most impressive, as is quite apparent even with his pants on. She gently slid her slit against his length, teasing herself even more, before finally looking up at Jake, who remained silent, his head turned to the side. Suddenly, she realized she somehow sprung a note with that comment. “Jake… how would you have preferred it?” Jake let out a long, shuddering exhale, “I’ve been trying to work up the nerve to ask you to dinner some time…” Kaidi froze for a moment. Jake looked up, “You’re intelligent, kind, and very level-headed. I’ve felt way out of my league.” Kaidi remained knelt motionless for just a moment longer, the silence being broken only by the consistent sparking of the late BESA. But soon, a warm smile met her face, and she suddenly grabbed his broad jawline, pulling his head forward, before locking into a kiss. A few moments into this embrace, and Jake suddenly went very limp. Upon separation, Kaidi whispered, “I’m sorry Jake, if this isn’t what you want. I really need this. Please, you’re a good man… Try to enjoy this.” Clearly not making any progress, Jake elected not to continue fighting. Kaidi restrained herself no longer; in one smooth movement she mounted the full length of his pulsing girth. Jake exhaled a gentle sigh of pleasure. At this reaction, Kaidi locked eyes with Jake momentarily before he turned away. She closed her eyes and let her body do what came natural. Her fingers explored her clitoral hood as she rode the husky, at first slow and smooth, but quickly picking up in pace. Jake turned to face her, and he noticed her eyes were now shut, lost in the moment of their connection. Jake let out another long sigh, and almost like clockwork, Kaidi picked up the pace yet again. She bobbed on his member, grinding and thrusting. As pent up as Kaidi was, it wasn’t long before she felt her second orgasm coming on. She began sighing, vocally, enjoying the freedom of going at her own pace, when a Jake’s soft voice broke it’s silence, “Kaidi?” he said hesitantly, “I’m close…” he said, his eyes clamped. Kaidi smiled, “Impeccable timing, Officer.” As Jake’s breathing accelerated, Kaidi’s orgasm hit her full-throttle. Her loud cries echoed off the walls as her walls clamped mercilessly around Jake’s length, driving him over the edge, he unleashed a loud howl which actually managed to startle the rodent. In unison climax, he pumped rope after rope of his thick seed deep within, and just as his howl ended, so too did her pleasurable writhe, and she collapsed onto his chest.
After a few moments, the gravity of what Kaidi had done begun to sink in. “I’m so sorry Jake…” The officer, hardly in a graceful position, still breathing heavily, replied, “It’s okay Kaidi.” Kaidi pulled herself off of his length, his investment neatly sealed within her. “No Jake, it’s not.. I’m sorry. I can’t reverse this 302 warrant without two other medical staff here to authorize it. You’ll be pinned here until I go do that. This could cost both of our careers.” Jake smiled for a moment, then laughed for another, at the confusion of the rodent, who was now replacing her clothes. “BESA, activate martial clearance, and pardon Officer Jake.” “Voice analyses confirmed. Greetings Officer Jake. Pardoning: Officer Jake.” The forceps retracted into the ceiling, leaving Jake to take the opportunity to tuck himself back into his pants. Kaidi’s jaw dropped, “You could have gotten out of that at any time…” Jake smiled, “It would be pretty silly if the head of security of a BWG grid didn’t have authorization to modify and pardon warrants. 302-type warrants aren’t rare among soldiers you know.” He approached the jaw-drooped mouse, and snatched her hand. “So… Would you like to have lunch some time?” Kaidi smiled, “I thought you’d never ask.” Lacing her fingers with his, she faced the BESA. “Looks like none of the fine-tuned equipment was damaged… but that power supply is quite literally shot to hell. That’s going to be a pain for the engineers.” Kaidi stepped closer to the husky, resting her head on his should, “Yeah,” the husky let out an airy laugh, “Diris is gonna be pretty pissed.”
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