Black Project Files Chapter 9: The Time Vertsex part 2
#12 of Black Project Files first draft
Black Project Files Chapter 9: The Time Vertsex part 2
~INTRO-
May 13, 1946 day 1 at the main bar 10:11am: "Remember the first time you where in here how you put you're money into restoring after both wars?" Mr. Sera asked.
Mr. Sera is a large male bat/human hybrid that sits next to Joseph.
"I need to check and see what's going on in you're resaerch labs at the tenth floor" Joeseph said.
"Do you want to see the crime scene at the second floor first sir?" Mr. Sera asks.
"Yes, I need to do that" Joeseph said.
Med Lab second floor room 217 10:20am: a former Nazi Occult researcher now as part of Project Paperclip continuing his work genetic mutation combined with radiation experiments out of the Auschwitz Occult/medical science unit's research labs for 3 years. He was found badly injured on the floor with a tipped over weal cart with operating tools scattered near him.
The Crime scene: the room it's self has a few 10-20 year old steel framed beds white panted boards still fresh on the head boards, broken beakers and tubs of all sorts of fluids wired creepy shit all over the hard wood tables blood has spilt on the concrete flood. The sheets hanging mettle rims and on the sheets some of the beds themselves and in frount and center of the room is an operating table that was sent to the manor house in the 1920s-30s by the Red Cross itself, the leather restaint straps was ripped from the seams by some powerful unknown force.
Two minuets ealier 10:18am: a janitor was up going his daily cleaning round at the first and forth floors until he reached room 217 to only to fined the true meaning of horror.
Back to 10:20am: now FBI SP. Agent Heff Damitri Molder comes in with Dr. Stragon, Dr. Stagron helps the bleeding survivor wile Agent Molder zips out of the room to get some help.
Medical lab fifth floor room 502 12:11pm: after getting two corps out from room 217 with the usual canvas stretchers left over both world wars Heff heads to the fifth floor to room 502 to check on whats going on.
The lounge 1:38pm: After work at her office in 2036 she went back to 1946 to relax and have a little more fun in the past, after playing blackjack with Joeseph and James Vance in the dinning room. Samantha ventured to the first floor lounge finding Mr. Wickenburg reading an old medical journal from the 1800s.
Samantha saw the male winged dragon put down the old book on the small book on the small book case then she desides to make her first move on Wickenburg by sneaking from behind startling him when she jumps on his back and jumped down as Wickenburg leans on top of the small book case. He spun around to see who or what was attacking him but he was stunned as he sees a smiling young female dragon/alien about 5 inches shorter then he is.
Commander Samantha Nelson-7'7"
Mr. Wickenburg-8'
After Samantha unclipping her full length vest with the NACA she smiles said when she unzips her silver sleeveless shirt "besides you're slightly smaller size then the others I hope you're as good as you're two friends" Wickenburg was surprised as he said "Mr. Luciedos and Mr. Vance, you got to them first?" she nods. He replies with "that xeno have all the luck!" Samantha unclips her left leg strap saying "Well, now you're the one of the lucky ones."
Wickenburg moved his hands up to her upper torso Samantha smiles as she said "I never where anything under my cloths."
Wickenburg's claws moved down to her hips, Samantha smiles sits Wickenburg down on the large leather couch and sees the lump from his pants getting bigger. Samantha smiles as she unclips the top then Wickenburg unclips the back of his pants before Samantha polling them down with Wickenburg's boxers.
Wickenburg's one foot cock sprung from his boxers as they where polled down to his knees, Samantha smiles and creased his long hard shaft up to the pointed head then her claws moved down his balls.
Samantha then cups his balls, polling his smooth shaft tords her muzzle she slowly nuzzles his length, Wickenburg murrs loudly as Samantha starts to lick his long, thick, smooth shaft until her tough gets to the head and then to the pointed tip.
Soon Wickenburg's head vanished into her muzzles suckling slowly down his shaft and starts to suck onto his dragon cock solftly as he grins down to her.
His cock starts to get harder, throbbing as he feels her hand jerking his cock harder as she sucks a little harder, her other hand unzips her own pants. Her tong went up and down his thick shaft then Wickenburg starts to breath hard as his tail slide then the tip of his tail zips into Samantha's pussy in a quick forceful thrusts.
Around 1:40pm: Dr. Stagron came in to see the two enjoying themselves and said "Don't get too ahead of yourselves, you're room is ready Mr. Wickenburg."
1:43pm inside Wickenburg's room: Wickenburg pores some white wine into two glasses as Samantha undresses herself, walked into the walk-in shower in the privet bathroom Wickenburg put his glass on a table. Folding her cloths on then noticed her belt was gone.
He was looking for it to check if she didn't loose it until he took a glimpse of Samantha then he found himself that he can't stop watching her bath in the shower nor he wants to look away from the hot steam rising, water running down her naked body.
Wickenburg scans her graceful curves of her body and sees that she still warring her belt, gun still in her holster and a cambat knife in her left leg-strap holster.
Wile Samantha takes the shower Wickenburg opens the wardrobe puts Samantha's cloths and his office's hat on the top shelf, undressing himself hanging them up with a mettle hanger and puts his gun belt back on.
Rule in the codebook CODE #18-9211-9161: All dragon/xeno-class personnel must have there weapons on or near them in times even during sex.
Samantha comes out and sat up on the bed, Wickenburg slowly appraches her hands creeping over her back brushing her back hairs as he lays Samantha onto the bed locking eyes. Samantha creased his hard cock as he slowly slides his cock into her pussy, pumping into her long and slow,
Samantha moans, gripping his back as he grips onto her hips before thrusting his long hard cock into her.
Wickenburg holds her down thrusting harder and deeper until he stood Samantha up and pressed Samantha onto the wall, grips her hips and thrusts up into her from behind.
Soon he quickens his thrusts when he feels his cock getting harder, he cups her left tit and holds her close murring into her ear.
Samantha screams in pleaser and said to the large male "Gods yes, fuck me hard, don't hold back!"
2:01pm: Wickenburg and Samantha share a brief tender moment cuddling there still nude bodies on the floor. Samantha pets Wickenburg's snout as he licks the sweat off of her neck until they herd gunshots coming from the floor below.
Samantha and Wickenburg rusted out of the bedroom still nude and both of there guns drown from the holsters, Wickenburg has a Colt .45 from early of the decade, Samantha has a newer 9mm.
Back at room 217: the previously surviving army scientist was found clawed and gutted outside at the hallway, door torn from the rim and a MP also dead found on the floor next the desk. A toppled wood desk char with papers scattered all over the area.
2:03pm: The FBI and the newly formed CIA (founded early-1946 replacing OSS after WW2) photographed the crime scene and the French cops in there dark blue uniforms blocked up the east hall of the second floor.
The woods/river area outside the complex 2:03pm: After reportts what happened back at the second floor to his C.O. (Joeseph) talking to him there.
Vance decided to look for and go back to the river area just to relax in, when he got close he can smell fresh water from a narrow stream, following the river stream until it got deeper.
Vance can see the storage shed's outline putting his hat on a log and started to unbutton his shirt until he sees Samantha taking off her boots. She sees Vance trying to hide behind a large three and Samantha takes off her vest and gazed into him as she unzips her shirt when he comes on all fours.
She leans on the tree as Vance stand up on twos as he holds her upper torso as Vance sports his now hard cock to her, she unzips her pants.
Samantha sliles when she wispered into Vance's ear as she gently a hand on his chest then her claws slowly moved to his long xeno-hood "lets save it until we get to the river."
Vance's large tail wraps around them both as he said "You can't stay away, can ya?"
Samantha smiles leading Vance to the river "you're so big..." jacking his cock a bit harder.
At the deep side of the river: after undressing themselves before heading off Vance carries there cloths with his tail-grip to swim in the swimming hole and puts there cloths on a smooth rock.
There is an old stone bridge falling apart Samantha got Vance under it, she leans on the stone struck her as he holds her close slowly sliding his long hard dick into her pussy as Vance grips her hips when Samantha starts to kiss him.
Vance thrusts up deeper into her leaning her agents a rusting support beam, pumping into her pussy Samantha moans into his muzzle and grips his back when he quickens his hard thrusts.
Vance closed his kiss when he feels his cock getting milked by the walls of Samantha's vagina until he starts to pre after slowly sliding his cock half way out then thrusting his cock back even deeper as Samantha broke the kiss and gasps from pleaser.
4:26pm: they rests on a bolder along side of the river looking at the sky almost nearing to sunset Samantha resting on Vance's cest holding her hand. Vance's cock still deep into her pussy until an old air raid siren left over from the war (WW2) sounds off, then there small brakes from there jobs are now foully over.
~End of Black Project Files Chapter 9~