Neanderthals return…. Chapter 2 – Part 1 [mf]

It has been 200 years since i’ve been awake. More than that, what was it that Dr. Warner said. It was the year 2245. It has been…. let’s see.. 230 years? Christ, we sure as hell fucked things up. Looking in front of me at the monstrous figure in charge of my fate. Everything around me feels odd. Some of the objects I see around me are obviously advanced beyond the early 21st century, while others are….so ancient and rudimentary. Let’s see Neanderthals that’s what mon’gor is. They were extinct ages ago. Maybe they’re only scavengers of human technology? It would explain the mix of wardrobe hybrid between the jetsons and flinstones. Then again, my gaze going up Mon’gor’s powerful back. His powerful muscles moving with ease glistening in the artificial light that seems to nearly perfectly match sunlight. At least they finally got rid of that fake yellow office light I hated so much. His sculpted ass fitting snugly in his leather pants stopping just short of his knees. mmmm, okay… he’d probably break me in two, but I’m definitely liking the view in this new age.

He turns the corner as we get to my room. A small compartment that reminds me of my days in college. It’s a tiny little hole with all the conveniences required for survival and little else.

“You obey , yes? “ Mon’gor asks looking at me.

I nod, slowly not sure what I’m supposed to obey or what will be asked of me. He steps closer with what seems to be a collar. I pull my hair back as he slips it on with an audible click. I close my eyes briefly the powerful musk that emanates from Mon’gor is almost intoxicating. An… aphrodisiac? Is there such a thing? The cold metal of the collar sends a sensual shiver down my spine. I’ve never properly talked to Jason about this, but I had many BDSM interests that i’ve wanted to explore. My last few boyfriends were definitely into much more rougher pleasures then the man I ended up marrying. I of course love Jason more than life itself, and I don’t regret the choices I’ve made. I just wanted him to bring him closer to where some of my kinkier interests are. The mixture of Mon’gor so close to me with his powerful build. My hands lightly running over his powerful chest. I turn my hands letting my nails graze his skin that seem to have little or no effect on his skin. God…he’s perfect.

I catch myself almost moaning before I shake myself back to reality. Fuck me! There’s definitely some drug going on here. I can’t think straight.

“Uhmm, Mon’gor. Can I ask you something? “

I feel him nodding more then see him. Feeling the shadow he casts over me shifting as his large hand cups my pale ass, pulling me in towards him.

‘oooohhh….’ my naked body pressed against him as I feel his … oh god I hope that’s not his bulge.

With such a grace and ease as he was holding a little paper doll, I feel him lifting me up. A little human plaything. My legs somehow managing to wrap around him not that I needed the support.

“You please Mon’gor now, yes? “

Before I can manage to mouth the word no, I feel my pussy gliding against his shaft. His bulge is enormous I can clearly feel it even through his leather clothing, my pussy smearing his dark brown pants as I let out a hungry groan of desire.

He lifts me up once more, bringing me much higher as he kisses me on the mouth. My first kiss in 200 years and I’m already cheating. Moaning into the kiss I give in to the temptation feeling his tongue dance with mine. No love, no curiosity, no shyness in the kiss. It’s raw and primal. Demanding my lust and desire and claiming it as his own. I moan loudly into the kiss. My wedding ring the only thing left from the old world. Yet here I am naked and kissing this stranger. I’m not sure if it’s a drug or pheromone but one thing is certain I want him! I want to answer every demand he makes and the way he’s kissing me right now, I doubt I could deny him the slightest request.

I slide my hand lower undoing his pants and boxers, reaching for my just reward….my eyes going wide as I run my hand along his shaft not seeing to find the end of it. He pulls his boxers off joining me in the nude as his cock pulsating explodes out of my hand and I end up falling on….. what the fuck am I on? I look down and my eyes go wide in fear. He is built! I know that, but as it stands I have my hands on his powerful chest and my cunt lips are spread around his massive member. My entire weight is supported by his powerful cock and he doesn’t seem to be the least bit uncomfortable.

“Oh…fuckkkkkk…..” My entire body on I reach up and kiss him as I let reach up for his neck as my clit is brushing against his shaft….. moaning in ecstacy…..fuck..fuckk..fuck….

I feel his hand reaching for my hair yanking me hard as he kisses me while his hand closes over my perky breasts demanding my submission to him. I moan into the kiss and feel my entire body shake against him as I orgasm wildly over his monstrous cock. Oh god… I won’t be able to take that…but Christ I need to be fucked!!

(to be continued)

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