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The Academic and the Nymphomaniac Ch. 3 Repost 3

I sat up strait in a cold sweat, the remnants of a baaaaaadddd dream dissolving before I could grab them. I looked at the time display on my “Travel Alarm” it said 7:30am local time and there was an infrared telltale flashing in the corner of the display. (We have better vision in the low frequency range than humans.) I hit the snooze button twice in rapid succession and a folder ported in onto my bed side table. I picked it up and saw that it was the DNA analysis for Vicky. The folder also had a priority sticker on it. I read the cover sheet and growled. The idiots were accusing me of contaminating the sample with Ledred DNA. I pulled my file out of the dimensional fold and compared the results of Vicky’s and my own DNA tests. Vicky defiantly had markers from Ledred DNA but it wasn’t mine. What the fuck?
I opened a communication fold with the biology department at the institute and asked to speak with the department chief, an alpha female with our equivalency of a PHD in Xeno-biology and one in Biochemistry. I also ported the Lab report to her. “This is Dr. Ano speaking what can I do for… OH MY God.” “Yeah that’s what I thought your reaction would be Grena.” “Zafa (My given name in Ledran) could there be any mistake in these results?” I thought about a it moment and said, “I don’t know the technician who set up the test but I’m the one who took the sample and I do not see how I could have botched it. The sample was taken from a lip mark on a drinking vessel that only she used and I only touched to take the sample.” I could hear Grena muttering on the other end and asked her what she wanted me to do. “The implications of this information have the potential to cause a lot of problems for us with the Conservatives and the Fundamentalists.” “Wait a moment!” I said “What do politics and religion have to do with it?” She laughed and said, “They could shut us down and we would both be out of a job, I will tell you what I want you to do; DO NOT file any reports to anyone but me about this and get me some samples of this females hair roots (Alive) and a sample of her vaginal fluid so we can do another set of more in depth tests and see what we find.” “And just how in the hell am I supposed to do that?” I asked. She laughed and said. “You are not a child; use your charm and your imagination. Also make sure your Fertility Blocker is working just in case, we do not need any more potential crossbreeds out there.”
Fuck, fuck, fuck…. Now I am on a mission that I did not need. Well nothing to do but do it right? “Alright Grena; I am doing this under protest however, I will get you what you need.” The first thing I needed to do is take care of business, I called a cab for 9:30am so I could be there for our meeting a little early and ordered breakfast. After a quick shower I set up my laptop and started looking at real-estate listings in the Monterey area. There was a knock on my door, breakfast was here. The waiter looked disappointed when he saw it was just me and asked if I was ready to eat? I signed the check and shooed him out before I poured myself a cup of coffee. I ate and dressed, then I headed out the door to start my day. Upon reaching Vicky’s office by taxi I was shown into a conference room, Vicky and the government people were waiting for me. I took a seat and in no time at all my ID and Passport was checked by Homeland Security and the Treasury Department representatives who gave me a clean bill of health. Vicky had me sign the True Bill of Lading for transfer of the gold and silver to the company’s possession and had me create a password for the wire transfer to the account that had been set up for me. The IRS agent had me create a signature password with the IRS so my accountant could file the taxes. He was shocked when I told him that I wanted him to go ahead and use the information provided by Vicky and my bank to generate the figures I needed to pay the government without any consultations with a tax attorney. He did as I asked and I transferred 27.2% of the transaction to the IRS’s account. That still left me with $18.23 Million in liquid assets. (Cash).
Vicky and I were left alone in the conference room and I sighed in relief and said, “Well that will hold the government off my back until next year. By the way Vicky, could you recommend a local Realtor and an investment firm? I like to keep my business in the community, I need a house and I hate to have to deal with finances.” Vicky sat on my knee and hugged me around the neck; she kissed me on the cheek and said. “I was hoping you were going to ask me that question, I took the liberty of speaking with my investment broker and called a friend who deals in properties.” I looked into those green eyes of hers and said, “I smell a set up.” She grinned and said, “I really want you to stick around so I have a vested interested, and not in your money.” She smiled that supernova smile and got up off of my knee taking my hand and pulling me into her arms. Nothing was said for a loooong time. Vicky asked me to follow her to her office and seated me on her couch. She said, “Let me go to the ladies room, I will be right back and then we can discuss your needs.” After a few minutes Vicky reentered the room and knelt in front of me. She was wearing a simple black dress that came to mid-thigh, nothing special or exotic but she was pushing my sexual desires to the point where I could not resist her if I wanted to. And I did not want to.
She was kneeling there looking up at me and said while she was unfastening and pulling down my pants. “Unfortunately I need to fly out to New York this afternoon to arrange for the purchase of some diamonds, I will need to inspect the stones. I will only be there for two days, while I am gone take the numbers I will give you before we leave here and call the investment broker and real estate broker I told you about. I want you to have your business finished by the time I return, I have plans for you and they will not be interfered with.” With that said she took my cock into her mouth and brought me to a diamond hard state, pushed me down on the couch and mounted me like a jockey. Just then I realized she did not have a bit of underwear on. I lost the ability to speak, but not to feel. Vicky did not start moving up or down, nor did she move back or forth. She sat there perfectly still and her cunt muscles started to milk my cock. It felt like a hand very slowly working up from the base of my cock to the head and back again. I began to buck my hips up, but she told me I was not to move or she would punish me severely. Vick obviously was more than just a little dominating and I told her if the whips come out I was leaving. “Not if shackle and hand cuff you! You will stay where you are and not move.” She said in no uncertain terms!
I went along with the program and was enjoying myself completely. She started to increase the speed of her milking and began to make a mewling sound in her throat. Of course it was all I could do not to move and I started to make incoherent sounds of my own. I have no idea how long this went on but I could feel my pleasure building right along with hers. Suddenly she grabbed my hands and pinned them down on the arm of the couch then she began to fuck me into oblivion, it felt like I came for hours. Not just spurts of come but one long ejaculation and then the world went away. When I awoke I was alone, I had been cleaned up, redressed, and my tie and collar loosened. I looked around in total confusion until I realized where I was. I looked at my watch and the time was 1:17pm. I had been out for a couple of hours. I noticed that there were two business cards, a bag, and a note on the table in front of the couch. The note said:
“David,
I had to catch the 12:15 commuter up to San Francisco International to make my connection to La Guardia. I gave my staff instructions not to disturb you until you showed your face. If you pick up the phone and press # my assistant will call you a taxi to take you were ever you need to go. If you could leave your cell number with my assistant I will call you when I land at SF on my return flight. I would like to get together with you and take you to eat on Cannery Row; the Italian is the best this side of Little Italy in Now York.
See you in two days,
Vicky.
P.S. I left you a little something in the bag so you would think of me while I am gone.”
I looked in the bag and there was a pair of her underwear and a folded up piece of paper. Inside the paper were several short curly copper hairs, and written on the paper was, “I just wanted you to know how excited I got this morning during our meeting, I was so wet that my panties were soaked. I had to go in the lady’s room and take them off.” From the smell they had to have been drenched. I looked at the pubic hairs and a couple had live roots on them. Well so much for elaborate plans to get vaginal secretions and viable hair samples from her. I straitened my clothes out and rang Vicky’s assistant. By the time I reached the Doubletree Inn it came to me that it was just a little bit too much of a coincidence that she just gave me just what I needed, and come to think of it Vicky and I were just a little bit too much in sync during our love making. I know I am being paranoid, but even paranoids have enemies. I ported the panties and hairs to the Institute with a note to Grena saying that I would need them back in the same condition tomorrow. Hey they were a gift right?
When I finished with that I had a light lunch and called Sabrina Henson at the Executive Property Brokers office. We set up a meeting for the next day and had a pleasant discussion about what I am looking for in a house. Sabrina Told me that she had two properties In mind that would do nicely and with the current housing glut in the county I should be able to get a house with a cash payment for a bargain. With the part I was to play I had a $3.5mill budget for housing; which Sabrina said would cover everything but servants and food. (Servants?) I called the investment broker and transferred $10mill into an investment account and asked the manager to keep the portfolio conservative until I could go over the market with him and make some intelligent decisions about investments. By this time all I wanted to do was catch more than a cat nap so I had a light dinner and went to bed.

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The Rape Run

Novel length story. In a galaxy far more advanced than our own, a soldier of the Republican space fleet – Colonel Melena de Santo – is kidnapped and forced to participate in the universe’s cruelest sport: The Rape Run. Will she be the lucky survivor, or will she endure the loser’s fate of a lifetime in sexual slavery?

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Slavers of Aghara-Penthay

The planet of Aghara-Penthay, where any female automatically has the status of slave, is the worst place in the galaxy to be a woman. Unfortunately for Lara, citizen of the female dominated world of Gaianesia, if she wants to save her homeworld by completing the mission given to her missing twin sister Gara, Aghara-Penthay is exactly where she must go.

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SLuT9 part 4

Just a story I found on wolfpub that I like and thought I would share. Note I did post who it is by, and I will post 3 to 4 a day till I am done.

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Rapist Blood

As she stands there sword in hand.
Her mind set to kill the raping band.
Chaining her to a bed.
Raping her till her mind has fled.
One on left, another to the right.
Holding her legs open as she continues to fight.
The biggest of them all.
Built like a human brick wall.
Drops his pants his cock standing tall and proud.
To the cheers of this unruley crowd.
Pressing his cock to her pussy wet.
Staring in her eyes they are as wide as they can get!
Shoving it in hard and filling her full.
Pumping in and out like a bull.
Her lips scream in pain.
Her eyes spill tears like rain.
Her body is begging for more.
Oh what these men have for her instore.
Her hands are free as they change places.
Her hand to a sword races.
Shoving the blade through the man inside her
The blade moves in a blur.
Three men drop to the ground dead.
Her eyes glow…as she fled.
There between her legs she could feel a tingling.
Almost as if her pussy was singing.
Stopping she reached down…she could not believe how wet she was.
In her mind thoughts began to buz.
As she walked into town…
Her mind gone and her body sound.
A man walked by his hand found a breast.
She gasped and stood to the test.
Kissing him she fell in his arm.
Falling for his willing charms.
No more raping for this girl.
She would give it freely as her sexuality exploded in a swirl.

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Strangers & Semen Part One

After chatting with a man online, Rosa meets up with a stranger in a motel room. Across town, Jenny’s coke head son returns home with three men who want their money or the next best thing.

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My Neighbors Secret CHAPTER 2

Intro: Since people seemed to like the first chapter I am going to release the second chapter, if you like then please rate and comment. I read the comments and tried to fix’m but I don’t know if I got everything. There are many more chapters to come if you like… if you don’t I will stop so Enjoy.
On the short walk home my thoughts were still racing I still could not believe what I just witnessed. My little puny neighbor matt had just fucked the brains out of his mother right on their living room couch, and then just got up and walked away like it was nothing. I always sort of thought matt was gay or something because he never talked of girls that way (in fact I don’t think he has ever talked to a girl before) but to see him do that was just so shocking, yet at the same time I was extremely horny.
The week past without any other things happening, except that again my hunger for sex began to crawl back into my stomach like an angry monster. I was whacking off at least twice a night to the image of Mrs. Polnars cum covered ass and to her bouncing up and down on her sons little hairless cock. By now it was almost thanksgiving and my mom had made plans with my cousins and other family members to have a thanksgiving dinner at our house, I enjoyed thanksgiving at my house a lot and looked forward to it.
It was the day before thanksgiving now and still I had not witnessed any hot fuckings going on at the Polnars house. I was playing wiffle ball with Andrew and Corey in the Polnars yard, I was winning 9 to 3 when Corey said he had to take a piss so he went into the Polnars house and we continued the game. I was at-bat and right when Andrew threw the ball Mrs. Polnar opened the sliding door leading into their house and said “Andrew come inside and make your bed”. Mrs. Polnar was a bitch when it came to neatness in her house so Andrew just said ok and went inside. This left me outside by myself just standing there looking like a fool. I felt stupid so I started to throw the ball in the air and hit it with the bat. I was doing this for about 3 minutes and I started to get angry, I mean how long does it take to make a bed? I decided to just walk home, instead of taking the road I just cut through the Molcelles yard. When I was just entering their yard through some trees I saw Mrs. Molcelle sitting on the patio starring at me. I smiled and waved at her, she asked if I would like to sit down for a few minutes. I said sure, since I was supposed to be waiting for Andrew. I pulled up a lounge chair and sat next to her. She said “Wow Chris you are really getting tall. How tall are?” I told her that last time I went to the doctor I was 6’3”. She said wow that’s pretty damn tall, and we continued talking like this for a few more minutes. When she asked if I wanted to help with something inside.
By this point I knew Andrew and Corey probably ditched and went to play xbox. So I said sure thing and we went. The steps leading up from the patio into their kitchen are pretty steep so when Mrs. Molcelle went up first I naturally took a look at her ass, it was a pretty nice ass still firm yet with a little wiggle in it. Not as good as Mrs. Polnars but still a nice thing to look at. Anyway so I was looking at her ass jiggle as she went up the stairs and I noticed she was wearing this black lace thong that was stuck in between her to ass cheeks. Now this was enough to get my little friend rock hard in my pants, but I was wearing jeans so I knew she would not notice. So we got into the kitchen and she said she was having people over to move some things out of the basement and that she needed help laying down newspaper on the wooden floor so the movers wouldn’t scratch the wooden floors. I said ok, and that’s what we did for about 10 minutes. When we were done she said I better get going home, I left and went home.
As I left the moving van pulled up and out came three large black men, I’m not going to lie I was intimated by them so I kept my head down and got out of there fast. I’m not a pussy though. When I got to my house I noticed that I had forgotten my hoodie at Mrs. Molcelles so I went back.
When I got back to her house I went the back and knocked, there was no answer. Ok I thought to myself she must be down in basement with the movers. I opened the sliding door and went in, I walked over to the basement door and yelled down “Hey Mrs. Molcelle have you seen my hoodie?”, no response but I heard the movers faint voices so I decided to walk to the bottom of the stairs and ask again, once I reached the bottom I yelled again “Have you seen my hoodie Mrs. Molcelle?” Still no response. There basement is pretty large and there is this one room on the opposite end, so I thought she must be in there. The voices of the movers were becoming clearer and what I heard sounded weird at first. “Lift her up” or “take it all the way”. At first I thought they were robbing her (not racist just because what they were saying) but once I became very near I heard the noise. The same noise I had heard when I was hiding in that bush in the Polnars yard. I heard the same heavy breathing, and groaning I knew what was going on in that room, Mrs. Molcelle was getting her brains fucked out by those three black movers.
I did not know what to do at first, should I leave? Should I stay and watch? If it was not for my sexual desires I would’ve left that basement, but since I had that monster of an urge to fuck I needed to stay and see what was happening. I needed sex like a vampire needs blood; I wanted a good fuck like a dog needs a bone. And so I stayed, at first a just listened to the moans of Mrs. Molcelle and the grunting of the mad men who were fucking the living shit out of her. But I then grew I pair of balls and peered around the corner. It was sort of dim because there was only one single light bulb in the middle of the small room but I could clearly see what was going on Mrs. Molcelle was bent over on all fours while two of the movers were pumping there large ,almost unreal, black dicks in and out of her pussy and asshole. There balls were slapping her butt cheeks rhythmically SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP. That wasn’t even the surprising part. When I looked at who was shoving their manhood down Mrs. Molcelles throat I didn’t see the large black cock that I expected. My mouth dropped about five feet; there standing with feet spread apart was ANDREW. He was fucking Mrs. Molcelles mouth with an unbelievable speed, it sounded like he was chocking the shit out of her but I could see in her eyes that she was loving every moment of it. She started to scream now, but Andrews dick moving down her throat soon shut her up. I looked around the room and saw the other mover standing in the corner jacking off his cock, which looked to me like a babies arm. One of the movers who was fucking Mrs. Molcelle in her back pulled out and pushed Andrew to the side, he shoved his dick in her mouth and exploded, Mrs. Molcelles couldn’t handle the amount of hot cum being pumped out of this man’s black hose and she started to choke. This caused all of the cum to come spilling out all over her ageing face. Her makeup was now smeared all over her face, her hair was a mess of sticky man juices and spit. She really looked like a little whore.
The Mover who was standing in the corner took the place of the one who pulled out and the rhythm of slapping balls started up again SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP. Andrew placed his tiny dick back in her mouth and started to fuck her throat again. This continued for at least 30 minutes and then Andrew yanked his dick out of Mrs. Molcelles mouth and exploded his mainly juices all over her face. Mrs. Molcelle licked the cum around her lips then looked at Andrew and smiled she then said “Good job big guy” and winked at him. Her words were shaky and faint because of the two monster cocks pounding her in the back, but Andrew smiled back and bent down and kissed her on the lips, and grabbed a handful of her tits. He played with tits for a while then went into the corner with the other mover to watch the show. Now there was only two movers left so they changed positions one mover layed down on his back, with his dick pointing straight up like it was at attention, and Mrs. Molcelle mounted him riding his dick like you would ride a bull. The other mover walked over and shoved his large fat cock into her already cum filled mouth. While the Mrs. Molcelle bounced up and down rapidly on the movers cock on the ground, the other mover fucked her throat. I began to think Mrs. Molcelle must really like shoving things down her throat! The mover on the bottom soon started to show signs that he was going to explode, but Mrs. Molcelle started to scream “EXPLODE YOUR BIG BLACK DICK IN MEEEEEEEE” “I WANT YOU WARM SWEET JUICES IN MY PUUSSSSYYYY”. So he listened he thrusted his hips up into the air like a arch and with one last great pump he exploded deep inside her pussy. At the same time he was doing that Mrs. Molcelles entire body started to shake, she took the cock out of her mouth and shot her head upwards towards the sky and let out the loudest scream “AHHHHHHHHHOHHHHHHHHUHHHHHHHHAHHHHHHH” her hands were clawing out the movers rock hard butt cheeks as she struggled to stay on. She was breathing so fast I thought she was having a heart attack. The mover then thumped his hips down back to the ground, and Mrs. Molcelle fell down side ways, breathing slower and with the biggest grin ever. She got back on her knees and finished sucking off her black treat. He exploded in her mouth like the others.
Just as Mrs. Molcelle was getting off her knees Andrew came from the corner and pushed her on her knees and shoved his little dick into her wet, cum covered pussy. I’m sure after being fucked by the three biggest black cocks I have ever seen in my entire life, Mrs. Molcelle barely even felt Andrews little hairless white dick but she smiled at him and started to do some fake groans to make him feel good. He went as fast as an 11 could go when they are fucking a real woman, and he did have a lot of stamina. He was fucking her at a decent speed, when the movers said they had to leave. I started to panic I had to hide so I ran behind an old refrigerator. The movers walked passed carrying their clothes, they were still in their underwear, one of them said “Shit man I still got cum on my dick” the other mover said “Here use these to wipe it off” he then handed him my hoodie which was on the ground, and the mover cleaned his dick and balls off with my hoodie (I never wore that hoodie again but I kept it as a souvenir of that day) . The entire time I could hear Andrews’s small little balls steadily slapping against Mrs. Molcelles ass. I went back to my position to watch he turned her over so she was on her back facing him and he was facing her. She was talking to him and encouraging him “Good Job Andrew you’re really fucking me good” or “A little harder now” or “You like fucking my pussy?” he answered each with a deep grunt, and never took his eyes off her bouncing titties. Finally he stuttered “I’mm Gonna CUMMM” and Mrs. Molcelle responded “It’s okay big guy go ahead and cum right in pussy, I want it”, she wasn’t stuttering when she talked like when the monster dicks were fucking her, she barely seemed to really notice Andrews dick was in her, but she tried her best to fake it to make him feel like a stud. He fucked for another good minute or two and exploded his load wasn’t as big as his brothers but it was reasonable, and hey he was fucking a women at the age of 11!
He pulled out and she stood up and smiled at him saying “you want some lemonade now Andrew?” he said yes please started to put their clothes back on. At that point I quietly walked up the stairs and left the house. When I got home I jacked off until I was shooting ghost loads. I could not wait until thanksgiving when I would see all my family, and hopefully another good fucking. And maybe this time I will have the balls to Join in?

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In his absence

Wrote this one a while ago. I typically like my stories to get right to the good stuff, lol, so having all this character lead in is something I’m not overly familiar with. Never had this happen to me personally, so not sure how realistic it is, but it seems like it has possibilities!