1. Time of Eden and Elves


    Date: 12/27/2015, Categories: Science-Fiction, Consensual Sex, Group Sex, Slavery, Author: mj37, Rating: 91.5, Source: sexstories.com

    He's that greasy looking bastard standing to her left, the same Senator Graham that has wanted to can our overworked asses for years. That's his son, following along with her, drool pouring from his mouth." He explained. "Apparently the two of them are engaged." "That drugged up sleaze bucket is engaged to her?" The Master Chief echoed. "He doesn't look like he'd know what end to put it in." Martin chuckled. "I agree whole heartedly." The Chief saw Anja look their way and he saw her face change as she turned and headed directly for them. He looked at Martin, smiling. "I'm out of here, sir. I'll let you deal with her!" Martin smiled back. "That Russian Mob boss Chief?" "Yeah?" "I got a copy of the autopsy from a friend. She popped him as he was filling her tight little body with his little Russian sausage." Martin made the shape of a gun and pointed it at his forehead. "One 40mm round between the eyes as he was popping inside her according to the lab reports. They found semen from an unidentified female mixed in with his all over the sheets on the bed." "Christ that's cold Skipper!" Martin nodded. "That's why they call her the Ice Queen Master Chief." He said, turning back to see Anja's stunning jade green eyes looking at him from less than six feet away. Twenty-nine year old Anja Peterson stepped up to Martin, a dazzling smile on her face, her eyes bright and alive. Martin felt his own heart skip a couple beats looking at this woman in front of him as her scent filled his ...
    nostrils once more. A scent only he and his people could detect. Every man, woman and child had their own unique scent, and telling them apart came like second nature to Martin and the others now. Anja's scent however, her scent was one Martin would never forget, as he had burned it into his mind and had ever since that night. "Commander Martin Hunter." Anja spoke, her voice soft and seductive. "Your reputation precedes you Commander." She held out her hand to him. Martin took her hand gently, dreading that this day had come now. He had hoped to never have to see Anja again, especially not after the night they had shared. It seemed fate wasn't going to allow him that. "So does yours Commander Peterson." He spoke calmly. "So does yours." Anja Peterson smiled at him, her green eyes twinkling. "It's been a long time Martin." She spoke softly. "Yes, it has Anja." Martin replied, not returning her smile. " Not long enough it seems." Anja stared at his handsome face as the memories of that night flooded back to her. She was a newly promoted lieutenant in the NIS, and had just been assigned her first mission. She was to track and expose a traitor at a State function in a foreign embassy. She did not know that Martin had been assigned to security for the Ambassador to cover his mission, which was essentially the same as hers. He was there to take the traitor into custody and interrogate him. They had not known each other before that night, but they had spotted each other from across the ...