Abductee Extras 3
Abducted by aliens, and sexually enhanced, part of an alien experiment. Medically altered, his natural sexual pheromones are now super powerful. His libido and staying power almost limitless. Women are aroused just being in his presence, their intense sexual arousal and need to orgasm is enhanced by inhaling his pheromones. Furthermore, his sense of smell can detect when a woman is 'in heat,' and sexually receptive. Thanks to an alien download directly to his brain, he can also read their body language, the natural, unconscious behaviour and gestures that indicate amongst other things, sexual readiness. Finally, with his natural size enhanced to give him a nine inch plus, pleasure giving super-cock, he is now ready for action.
When I was, 'enhanced,' by my alien anthropologist first contact, it would have been easy, but somewhat presumptuous of me to think I was the centre of their attentions, the one and only. It was more than likely I realised, that I was just one amongst god knows how many others. There must be others out there, not huge numbers I reasoned, but a few others to give breadth and contrast to their experiment. Just me alone would be a minute sample of the population and far too narrow to provide any useful information and statistics.
I wondered who the others might be, but it wasn't something that lingered in my mind. I was far too busy putting all my new found, 'super-fucker,' powers to good and very enjoyable use. When the one in a million chance that I might meet another super enhanced human like myself occurred, I was totally unprepared for the situation.
I had to go to the local university library to do some research. I won't bore you with the details, they are of no importance to the story, apart from the fact that they placed me at the right place at the right time. I managed to locate the books I needed and was sitting in the huge reading room, reading and making notes. Table after table, or desk after desk if you prefer, dozens of engrossed, diligent students and researchers, all with heads down studying whatever they were studying.
There was a constant coming and going, but all being done very quietly and conscientiously so as not to disturb others in the hushed environment of the library. I had almost finished what I had come here to do, and paused just a moment to have a stretch of my neck and shoulders, which had stiffened up thanks to being hunched over the books for the last couple of hours.
During my time there I had been aware of various women sat close to me who had begun to be affected by my pheromones. I'd made fleeting eye contact with them, but carried on with my research ignoring their aroused plight. None of them had impinged on my mind enough to make my cock hard, and I'd mentally shut them out, but suddenly, to my surprise, I was made aware of one unmistakeable, stand-out aroma. My nose twitched, my cock almost instantly hardened, so hard it ached for release. I sat up and looked around me, but could see nobody that looked different. The place was full of young and not so young fuckable women. Highly disturbed and unsettled by the strong, unmistakeable aroma, I was preparing to leave, but still looking around me. I knew I just had to find the source.
I finished up what I was doing, put my notebooks in my backpack, and closed the text books I had been using. I then carried the books back to the central library desk and reception area. The librarians insisted that all reference and text books come back to them rather than have the library users accidentally file them back on the wrong shelves. Sensible policy I thought, but once I'd done that, I looked back into the reading room again trying to see where the scent was emanating from, which was daft because you can't see a scent. I was desperate to find out who was responsible, because I had been aware of the scent of feminine arousal more strongly than I had ever been aware of before.
As I stood in the doorway, scanning the readers, instinctively knowing I had to find her and fuck her, I was enveloped by a wave of excitement so strong my legs turned weak and my heart thumped in my chest. I could smell hot, wet arousal like no other I had smelt before, and then I saw her, walking up the centre aisle between the desks, eyes fixed on me, a predatory glint in her beautiful blue eyes, unmistakeably coming
for
me. Not coming to me, but
for
me, she was going to fuck me.
Don't ask me how I knew, I have no clue, but it was almost as if I was hypnotised, paralyzed. It was like one of those old horror movies, where the vampire approaches and the victim is frozen in place, unable to move. She was a sex vampire, intent on sucking me dry, and I was helpless to do anything other than just stand there and let her.
She was stunningly beautiful, long, thick, dark auburn, copper coloured hair with a slight wave to it, framing a face to die for. Porcelain white skin, a few almost invisible freckles, blue eyes that held my gaze, unwavering like a laser beam and intent on my face. A good, straight nose and a beautiful mouth, slightly open and smiling to show her perfect white teeth. About five foot seven or eight inches tall, a 34 B or C bust, nice hips, not too wide, and the shortish black skirt revealed wonderful slim, but shapely legs and delicate, trim ankles.
She was perfect, and I knew my cock wanted her and would be buried in her pussy within the hour. She nodded as if she knew what I was thinking and was confirming that she was indeed going to fuck me.
She came right up to me and looked into my eyes. The rest of the room seemed to disappear as she scanned my face intently and held me with those eyes. I knew she was aroused too; I could smell her arousal like she had the only pussy in the world and it was all for me. She wanted to fuck, and she wanted to fuck now!!
'It's you,' she said huskily, her voice low and so well-modulated. 'I could sense you and smell you from the other side of the room. We need to go somewhere, we need to go somewhere
now
, and do...
something
