Far Pangaea
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Episode 44: 2020 Vision
Science Fiction Sex Story: Episode 44: 2020 Vision - The time travel story to end all time. Just when you think you have read it all, something comes along that changes it up. Worlds will collide! Your greatest fears lie around every corner. Just when you can predict the future, you would be wrong. Join our PASTaways as they navigate uncharted territory at the Dawn of Time in hopes of finding a way home. At the very least a safehaven. God be with them! He might even tag along. Keep up Old Man!
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa BiSexual Heterosexual High Fantasy Science Fiction Aliens Far Past Time Travel Magic Vampires Exhibitionism Massage Masturbation Voyeurism Illustrated
2026!
In the early hours of the morning General Obadiah Ridge grew weary. Having spent the last five hours going over secret documents collected from all over the world. Primarily Africa and Asia. Information that was not shared by many still alive to betray the organization called REGION. Even if they had no true intentions of treachery, certain things were as they say maintained. Ridge himself had already presumed that his day would come. He was no part of their secret organization until his wife’s odd video out of time.
His wife! That was why he made Judith Lamb sleep on the floor. She hardly put up resistance. Although in a seat of power at REGION, on the surface the lovely woman was only privy to so much. Obadiah Ridge would tap her power dry and move up the ladder. He did not rise up in rank so fast without ingenuity and guile.
Waking up without an alarm the General had trained his mind to adapt to time and schedules. Calculating every minute for what was required of his workload. Taking a leave of absence from the military to delve into his family’s disappearance took top priority. He would make the most of his time.
Sitting up in bed he dangled his legs over the side. Below him sprawled out was Judith. He had to admit she was extraordinarily beautiful. In a nerdy kind of Librarian way. Glasses off made her less ... studious. Her intentions seemed noble, but he knew how to see through things pretty well. There was more to her than she wanted him to see. He would keep an eye on her.
Unlike his eyes examining her milky thighs. Freshly shaven of dark pubes, only a tiny little oval track of hair for appearance’s sake was allowed. No tattoos like most. Merely an intriguing birthmark on her hip. One in the shape of all things the Big Dipper. He decided to leave her there and shower again to wake up. Over the course of his showering his nostrils began smelling coffee.
Obviously, she was awake. Hearing the bathroom door open he found Judith brave enough to walk right in and empty her bladder in the toilet. While holding a mug of steaming brew.
“You are quite the brave one, Ms. Lamb.”
“Judith. Please.”
“Ms. Lamb will suffice.” He shut the water off and opened the curtain. She sat there holding a fresh towel up for him. Her eyes were bright looking over her cup.
“I won’t apologize for who I am General. I have needs too. I understand your turning me away. It shows me just how important your wife is.”
“Madigan is a rock. If she truly survived that plane disappearance it only adds more to that assumption. She is trying to get back home. I want to know everything about this Lucas Dorsey. Arrange a meeting with his granddaughter. Being there when I was means you folks must feel she knows more than she lets on.”
“We do. Well, the higher ups do. I just do their foot work. Leg work, hand work, pending on the request.” Wink! Wink!
“Like attempting to seduce me.”
“Testing you. Finding your convictions. You passed. For the record? I would still do anything you wanted of me without their influence. I love a gentleman that knows what he wants. You obviously want your wife.”
“I never gave up hope. All those months of land and sea searches off Malaysia were more dedicated than that passenger plane a few years back. Being a military flight gave us more clout. Nothing! No debris. No eyewitness reports. No...”
“Oh, there were eyewitness reports.”
“What?” He narrowed his eyes.
“A research vessel off of the coast of Singapore measured the flights frequencies upon disappearing. Light refractions. Cloud cover. Anything that might offer clues as to the experiment’s destination. The plane was meant to return. Something went wrong.”
“You people knew it would vanish?” He grew agitated! “You took my family from me?”
“Unintentionally! Please know it was nothing I myself had clearance to and could have prevented. I’m essentially a spokesperson. Nothing more! I look the part. I’m smart. I seldom ask questions. I know the risks.”
“Then, you know I feel like strangling you right here and now.”
“Mm!” She offered a beguiling smile. “I thought you would never offer.”
“Like it rough, do you?”
“Very.”
“Good. Get the fuck out of my hotel room. Do not ever approach me like this again. Business only.”
“I might change your mind. I ... know things.” She whispered while flushing the toilet then pointing at the toilet paper holder. He surmised there was a hidden bug. Understanding he dried off and abandoned the bathroom. His calculated schedule was going to be off today. He felt knowledge coming.
Judith followed him into the main living area. Acting like a lost puppy she knelt in front of him as he stepped into the closet for a fresh uniform. Her back facing away from the room she smiled up at him with a sheepish grin. In response he sneered down at her. In her teeth appeared something dark and looking like a wrapped flash drive. Her mouth hiding it the second he noticed.
“Are you certain you wouldn’t like some attention?” She winked! “Sir!”
Stoic he pondered her reasons. Finally, judgment took over. She was attempting to offer him something that her bosses at REGION were hiding from him. Ms. Lamb was putting her life on the line for the General. He nodded knowing he had to play along.
“Oh, for Pete’s sake. Suck my cock already.”
Smiling with a faint blush Judith complied. Her lips molding around a timid beast. Licking his foreskin and his balls. Trying not to swallow the microchip flash drive beneath her tongue she devoured his cock for multiple thrusts. To any cameras witnessing her blowjob they would most likely see only the back of her head and the General’s reaction.
Ridge tilted his head back slightly yet maintained a smug controlling atmosphere about his expression. Certainly, her beauty helped. Her lips warm, wet, eager to please. He wondered how she managed to get the flash drive safely into her mouth after sipping hot coffee. The woman was obviously resourceful. If she were using him, he would indeed strangle her. Her goal was obviously to reach out to Obadiah without suspicion. After all of the behind-the-scenes leaders of REGION knew her for the nympho that she was. The General was just a prize.
In her deep throating she gagged and looked up at him with a wink. Her tongue had literally introduced the chip into the urinary track of his crown. Careful not to plant it too deep. He felt a tiny sting as it was inserted but kept a straight face, the intrusion making him edgy.
“Enough!” He nudged her back to palm his cock. Jerking off to the potential cameras while his secondary palm twisted his crown. Careful contact released the chip from his beast and he hid it well. Reaching out to hang his uniform back up he stashed the chip in his pocket. Returning his gaze toward Judith he merely jerked off over her awaiting face. She was happy to wear his cum.
“Get out. I will see you at REGION in two days. Never come to my room like this unless invited.”
Judith stood up and offered a pout. Looking around she found her heels and stepped to the door. Opening it she found her red dress hanging from the doorknob. Showing it to the General she left his room then put the dress back on in the hallway.
Ridge went about as if nothing had occurred, placing on boxers and a pair of black socks. Par for routine he splashed on cologne before donning his uniform. His demeanor was spot on. No one had a better poker face than Obadiah Ridge. He would use a pinky to feel the chip as he straightened his medals. No one would know differently. Shoes on and hat properly situated on his head Ridge left his room. He had ideas on where to begin. First contact! Neville and Dorothea Pryce. Address the Hampton’s of New York. The General was on his way!
Billions of years in the past.
James Ian Pryce looked over the newly acquired ultrasound machine that Sophia Ridge had discovered in the shipping containers. Deeming it as a working machine he went about creating a power source for it. The Ganthorian ship didn’t have traditional outlets. Therefore, he had to rig up something similar. Not all that difficult.
Ruby Goddard watched him work while Medic Elle Franklin sitting on a table kicked her legs in keeping the beautiful Colonel occupied. Half expecting her belly to light up at any moment she was prepared. Wearing a translator collar to assist in any hidden languages. So far, the letters were traditional English. Nothing special about it. However, it did occur to her that the lights themselves might have a secret code. She really didn’t know. It was a stretch.
In the unloading of the medical supplies Elle had discovered a cache of pregnancy tests. Whether they would still be good was the question. James quickly shot down their effectiveness. Elle suspected as much. They had been left in the Cargo ship since the 1960’s. But again, how long the freighter existed in this timeline could technically be just a year. Leaking oil or not the ship did look sturdy until Malcolm ripped it apart in his colossal body. Blame the vampires on the damage.
Regardless of the tests James had the vision of recreating the correct hCG antibody through cells held in Ganthorian lockup. If that didn’t work, there was another possibility. One that Ruby might object to. The dyes were also easy enough to implement.