The Succubus Experiment. - The Continuation
This is a continuation of two story lines.
The Teenage Succubus series that I really wanted to finish as a stand alone, and The Lexon Experiment.
Teenage Succubus is a two parter that I left hanging. Some of the unanswered questions are in here.
The Lexon Experiment was an introduction to this story.
I wholly advise reading those three shirt stories before reading this.
This story can be read by itself, but was written with it in mind that readers would have already have some background into the Succubus tales.
Enjoy the Erotica!
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"What? What are you... How, why?" My broken speech was occasionally interrupted by Jessica's sputtering and shock.
"Relax Lieutenant, a fling in the bathroom doesn't concern me." She leaned her slim, official clad form against the door. "I think you know what does concern me though."
"Look here," Jessica stammered out as she hurriedly buttoned up her blouse, quite blatantly forgetting that her legs were still spread wide in the air. "I don't know..."
"No I'd rather not look thank you very much. And yes, you don't know."
Jessica practically fell off of the toilet reaching for her purse. She hurriedly pulled out the missing pair of panties and slid them on. Krauss kept the door blocked and I had nowhere to go. Jessica and I kept bumping together in our pathetic attempts to cover ourselves.
I wanted to get hard so bad, to freeze time and just disappear. But Bob the Builder of mighty orgasms was just too tired to stand up anymore. Even when Jessica half pushed past me and ended up squeezing next to me, her panty clad hips grinding into my groin, I couldn't get it up.
Jessica tried to speak again.
Krauss just lazily pointed at her.
Jessica put more pressure on me, sliding a hand down my finally buttoned jeans. Her other hand went to her face. Talented fingers softly stroked me in silence, more fingers removed her glasses and licked the glob of semen from the lenses.
Krauss was locked in her position, never moving even when Jessica planted a cum soaked kiss on her lips.
Jessica lightly pushed Krauss' hand away, then jumped back against my chest.
"Don't worry," Krauss said, "I can only manipulate others like that." She licked her lips in some sort of perverse gratification.
"What the fuck!" Jessica yelled.
"Didn't I just shut you up? Do you want me to gag you?"
Jessica's eyes were wide with fear. She clung to me, hiding as best she could.
"When do we leave Krauss? I assume you're reactivating my commission?"
"Correct. You have fifteen minutes." With that she turned on her heels, and walked away leaving a terrified Jessica shaking next to me. I did my best to hide my own fears by standing tall and slipping back into my old military persona.
"I'd better go."
"They're going to kill me aren't they?"
"What? Jessica no. They wouldn't do that."
"They do in the movies and books I read."
"No."
We finished dressing and cleaning up with the bathroom sinks.
I left Jessica back outside of Audry's room and searched out Krauss.
In the light of day outside of the hospital I found her. She hadn't aged a day.
Literally.
Secret Service slacks, blazer, and a white button up shirt. No wrinkles on her face, her 'red boned' features as southerners would call her mixed heritage still showed not a single sign of times slow crawl towards death.
She nodded towards her pointed finger at her side. A finger pointed at me.
"Thank you for noticing. My age that is."
"Talk."
"Not here."
"Where?"
- Here - I heard in my head.
Catching on I thought back
- Explain. -
- Do you remember the black room? -
- Off limits, and magnetically sealed. Yea I remember. -
- Thirteen years ago we caught something. We store it there. -
- And? -
- You'll receive a full briefing back at Core 37 -
- Fine. What about Jessica? -
- Nothing. What's she going to say that anyone will believe. You know how this works, she talks and our credibility goes up just from the ridiculous claim. -
A black Tahoe pulled up as if by command. Krauss got in.
Maybe I shouldn't have followed.
But I did.
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Firearms are cold. I knew that, but the glock felt warm in my hands.
Alive.
All six targets fell within seconds.
"Even better than before when you were practicing."
"Where is my explanation?"
"Just one more test."
Krauss led me through the halls of Core 37 to a large underground maze.
"You have one minute to make it to the other side."
"Starting when?"
"Twelve seconds ago."
"Fuck."
I jumped off of the raised platform overlooking the maze. Sprinting down hallways until I inevitably got stuck and lost. I leapt at a wall, taking a few steps on it to grab a video camera attached at the apex of a corner.
Twisting my now uniformed body up to the top of the wall was way too easy.
It was going to be one interesting explanation I thought to myself.
I instinctively dodged a bean bag fired from atop an overlook.
One hell of an explanation.
I ran headlong towards the finish line. Dodging bean bag after bean bag. Leaping over the last wall I found six men waiting for me armed with night sticks.
Fuck.
I took the first one out when I hit the floor. Palming his face and using my momentum to slam him down to the concrete floor.
Another fell when I grabbed a night stick from a charging soldier and rammed it into the throat of his compatriot.
The stolen night stick quickly alternated from a throat to its former owners skull and then flung through the air i heard it crush another's nose.
Leaping easily I crushed a windpipe between my knees. I rolled forward over his body and flung him at the last guy.
I was over the line.
I wasn't even sweating.
Groans of plastered soldiers had me scared of myself. Where had that come from?
Krauss.