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LUNAR SEDUCTION 3
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2025-04-23 16:07:17
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A shadow crossed, blotting out all the early morning sunlight. "What was that?" he said, swearing and stopping short. Madeleine continued to run, praying that it wasn't a dream, hoping to see the subject of her research and years-long obsession in the flesh. Brandon captured her arm and pulled back, hard. "Stop," he said. "We don't know what's out there." "I do," she said, yanking frantically against him. "What else could it be?" Brandon eyed the door, his blue eyes illuminated by the sun. The floor continued to vibrate, but it was growing fainter. "Hurry!" Madeleine urged. "We'll go, but stay close," he said finally. Madeleine sprinted for the door, pulling him along behind her. They reached the door together and pushed it open, blinking as they burst into the bright morning light. The commons area was empty, devoid of students and professors. It was much too early. Brandon and Madeleine were the only ones awake. "Where are the kids doing the prank?" Brandon asked. Madeleine's mout
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It sniffed at the surface for a few moments before plunging through. They could see it clearly on the other side, knocking aside vegetation as it walked on. "Hurry, before it's gone!" Madeleine said, beating on Brandon's strong shoulders. "What if the wormhole closes while we're over there?" he asked her, twisting around in the seat. "We'd be trapped in the Cretaceous period, if that's what it is." "What if the wormhole closes and we're still here, discussing it?" Madeleine countered. "We'd have to live out the rest of our lives knowing that we could've witnessed live dinosaurs in their natural habitat." She leapt off the bike and ran for the wormhole. “There’s a reason they call you Mad Maddie!” Brandon shouted. Madeleine didn’t care. She wouldn't be able to go on living if she didn't make it through, she decided. The risk was well worth it. The revving of the motorcycle behind her made her sprint even faster. "Jump on or we'll lose the T-Rex!" Brandon yelled. Madeleine did as he sa
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She rubbed her thighs together, painfully aware of how wet her pussy was. Turing to Brandon, she looked at how he licked his lips, noticed the rise and fall of his chest, saw how dilated his eyes were. She wanted him — wanted him worse than anything she’d ever wanted. “Fuck me,” she whispered. Brandon stared down at the nipples straining against the material of her bra before looking back up at her face. “I think we’re reacting to the pheromones in the air,” he said softly, his voice hoarse. “I don’t care,” she said. “Fuck me in the presence of the king of dinosaurs.” She didn’t have to tell him twice. In seconds, he yanked her shorts and panties down before shoving her forward on her hands and knees. Madeleine panted, presenting herself to Brandon as she was sure the female T-Rex had presented herself to her mate. Madeleine was so horny. She needed this desperately. She needed Brandon inside of her. He didn’t make her wait for long. Madeleine looked over her shoulder just in time t
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The doctor scrawled a phone number down on a napkin and pushed it across the table. He peered at it solemnly, knowing that his entire future and perhaps even the future of the entire human race could hinged upon that simple paper napkin. Bartholomew Richardson plucked it off the table without looking and stuffed it carelessly into his shirt pocket. He didn’t say another word. He shooed the frazzled, old scientist away with a gesture of one hand and glared at the half full glass of whiskey in the other. He thought about that drink for a long time with a thousand strange possibilities roaming through his foggy mind. He nodded to himself, knowing that this drink must be his last. He let out a long sigh, his entire body seeming to deflate with it and then tossed the remainder of the cool liquid to the back of his throat. It was four very long, worrisome days before the Doctor’s phone rang. He was shocked to hear the very clear and coherent voice of Bartholomew Richardson. With all the b
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Then he spoke, making his words very deliberate and clear. “My son could never be replaced,” he said softly. “Even if a child could be brought forth that was genetically identical, he would never be the son I lost. Though I would love him and nurture him as if he were, there would be millions of tiny discrepancies no matter how I tried to recreate the life that my son had known.” He turned his gaze out over the large room, almost seeming to draw strength from the sight of the pianos all around him. “And there’s one big one,” Richardson added, “Namely, he would never know my wife.” His demeanor was solemn but he did not break. Doctor Matthews, however, felt the doom of rejection seeping into his bones. His body began to shake from the inside out. He fought himself to keep from being reactionary; trying to answer back too quickly. He looked around himself nervously as he chewed his lip as if searching for the right words with which to make his case. Richardson shocked him back to reali
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The woman neither knew nor suspected the strange origin of the baby that would grow within her. She assumed only that Bartholomew Richardson had finally decided to pull his life back together and that perhaps with his own sperm and maybe even a frozen egg of his late wife’s, was ready to have another child. She was more than happy to help. She was overseen by the finest doctors and checked regularly by Doctor Matthews. Her every expense was taken care of, her every need and desire catered to, and in the end, she was compensated quite handsomely. She would never have to work again. By careful planning, the baby boy was born on January 27th, sharing his birthday with the original Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. This child, bestowed upon him by the greatest miracle of science, was no mere experiment to Bartholomew Richardson. He loved the boy as he’d loved his first. His affection was pure and he wanted only the best for his child. He named his new son Jason; the name his wife had insisted upo
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Their first dinner together, for all of its wonder and impressiveness to them both, only served to increase Bartholomew’s ever-growing appetite for Hannah’s delightful company. It was clear that Hannah was keeping herself guarded, still unsure of the line where the business relationship between them ended and anything else began. Still, she was wonderful and kind and with every word he could lure from her, Bartholomew fell for her more. After eating well to impress their guest and then slowly becoming bored with the conversation of silly adults flowing endlessly over his head, Jason grew very tired. He was soon whisked away for a bath by Mister Richardson’s caring assistant and finally for the first time Bartholomew had Hannah all to himself. With a few glasses of wine, they both became more receptive to one another. It was the first time he’d had a drink since the day he’d met Tobias Matthews. He’d kept the wine cellar full but had not ventured into it until this day. He knew that
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“Bartholomew…Mister Richardson,” she teased with a coy smile as she pressed herself within an inch of his body, “it’s the most wonderful thing that anyone has ever done for me. “Thank you.” Then, Hannah stood up on her toes, leaning the weight of her slender body against Bartholomew with her hands on his chest and kissed him once, quickly and sweetly. Bartholomew thought that he might faint or that perhaps his pounding heart might suddenly explode inside him. Below them, the guests that remained were so enthralled with all of the other excitements of the evening that they hardly noticed that the two of them were missing. Hannah pulled away from Bartholomew slightly, surprised at what she had just done and surprised by the sensation that was rushing over her. Their eyes locked passionately and without another word, Hannah threw herself at Bartholomew as if she couldn’t stop herself. She pushed against him, this time throwing her arms around his neck, her ample breasts pressing hard a
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After Jason had been born, a second family had already been selected. Like Bartholomew, they had tragically lost a son of their own. Tobias Matthews had presented them with an opportunity for one more chance. He had engineered them a child, much like Jason, cloned from the most perfect sample of DNA that he could find. Now, this child was four years old and had developed into quite a little prodigy. “You see Mister Richardson, this is the bad news. This child has already gained quite a bit of notoriety.” Matthews explained aloud what Bartholomew was already beginning to fear. “He has painted all of these pieces and next week in New York he is scheduled to have his first gallery show. “It’s getting a ton of press already. He’s only four and the media is going crazy with this. The parents…they’re not exactly being discreet anymore,” Matthews finished. There was a long, awkward silence as Bartholomew rolled this over in his mind. Talented child prodigies was hardly news but the wrong wo
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Bartholomew made a note to look into it later. He had tried to keep the party guarded from the media but the worst of them always seemed to find a way. As he began to read the article, he imagined that it was pieced together from third hand information. It lacked any real substance but there was a picture of Jason playing his son for Hannah and a picture of himself and Hannah dancing together as they gazed longingly into one another’s eyes. It was nothing too incendiary but it angered him just the same and he understood how it had been so off putting to Hannah who had never had the misfortune of dealing with the constant media attention like he had. The poor article described the party as a blatant publicity stunt to announce Bartholomew’s resurgence into the public eye, suggesting that he was most likely poised to release some stunning new technology or unveil another company. In his article, the writer scrambling for anything substantial had unnecessarily brought up Richardson’s de
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“Bartholomew…Mister Richardson,” she teased with a coy smile as she pressed herself within an inch of his body, “it’s the most wonderful thing that anyone has ever done for me. “Thank you.” Then, Hannah stood up on her toes, leaning the weight of her slender body against Bartholomew with her hands on his chest and kissed him once, quickly and sweetly. Bartholomew thought that he might faint or that perhaps his pounding heart might suddenly explode inside him. Below them, the guests that remained were so enthralled with all of the other excitements of the evening that they hardly noticed that the two of them were missing. Hannah pulled away from Bartholomew slightly, surprised at what she had just done and surprised by the sensation that was rushing over her. Their eyes locked passionately and without another word, Hannah threw herself at Bartholomew as if she couldn’t stop herself. She pushed against him, this time throwing her arms around his neck, her ample breasts pressing hard a
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Their first dinner together, for all of its wonder and impressiveness to them both, only served to increase Bartholomew’s ever-growing appetite for Hannah’s delightful company. It was clear that Hannah was keeping herself guarded, still unsure of the line where the business relationship between them ended and anything else began. Still, she was wonderful and kind and with every word he could lure from her, Bartholomew fell for her more. After eating well to impress their guest and then slowly becoming bored with the conversation of silly adults flowing endlessly over his head, Jason grew very tired. He was soon whisked away for a bath by Mister Richardson’s caring assistant and finally for the first time Bartholomew had Hannah all to himself. With a few glasses of wine, they both became more receptive to one another. It was the first time he’d had a drink since the day he’d met Tobias Matthews. He’d kept the wine cellar full but had not ventured into it until this day. He knew that
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The woman neither knew nor suspected the strange origin of the baby that would grow within her. She assumed only that Bartholomew Richardson had finally decided to pull his life back together and that perhaps with his own sperm and maybe even a frozen egg of his late wife’s, was ready to have another child. She was more than happy to help. She was overseen by the finest doctors and checked regularly by Doctor Matthews. Her every expense was taken care of, her every need and desire catered to, and in the end, she was compensated quite handsomely. She would never have to work again. By careful planning, the baby boy was born on January 27th, sharing his birthday with the original Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. This child, bestowed upon him by the greatest miracle of science, was no mere experiment to Bartholomew Richardson. He loved the boy as he’d loved his first. His affection was pure and he wanted only the best for his child. He named his new son Jason; the name his wife had insisted upo
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Then he spoke, making his words very deliberate and clear. “My son could never be replaced,” he said softly. “Even if a child could be brought forth that was genetically identical, he would never be the son I lost. Though I would love him and nurture him as if he were, there would be millions of tiny discrepancies no matter how I tried to recreate the life that my son had known.” He turned his gaze out over the large room, almost seeming to draw strength from the sight of the pianos all around him. “And there’s one big one,” Richardson added, “Namely, he would never know my wife.” His demeanor was solemn but he did not break. Doctor Matthews, however, felt the doom of rejection seeping into his bones. His body began to shake from the inside out. He fought himself to keep from being reactionary; trying to answer back too quickly. He looked around himself nervously as he chewed his lip as if searching for the right words with which to make his case. Richardson shocked him back to reali
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The doctor scrawled a phone number down on a napkin and pushed it across the table. He peered at it solemnly, knowing that his entire future and perhaps even the future of the entire human race could hinged upon that simple paper napkin. Bartholomew Richardson plucked it off the table without looking and stuffed it carelessly into his shirt pocket. He didn’t say another word. He shooed the frazzled, old scientist away with a gesture of one hand and glared at the half full glass of whiskey in the other. He thought about that drink for a long time with a thousand strange possibilities roaming through his foggy mind. He nodded to himself, knowing that this drink must be his last. He let out a long sigh, his entire body seeming to deflate with it and then tossed the remainder of the cool liquid to the back of his throat. It was four very long, worrisome days before the Doctor’s phone rang. He was shocked to hear the very clear and coherent voice of Bartholomew Richardson. With all the b
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She rubbed her thighs together, painfully aware of how wet her pussy was. Turing to Brandon, she looked at how he licked his lips, noticed the rise and fall of his chest, saw how dilated his eyes were. She wanted him — wanted him worse than anything she’d ever wanted. “Fuck me,” she whispered. Brandon stared down at the nipples straining against the material of her bra before looking back up at her face. “I think we’re reacting to the pheromones in the air,” he said softly, his voice hoarse. “I don’t care,” she said. “Fuck me in the presence of the king of dinosaurs.” She didn’t have to tell him twice. In seconds, he yanked her shorts and panties down before shoving her forward on her hands and knees. Madeleine panted, presenting herself to Brandon as she was sure the female T-Rex had presented herself to her mate. Madeleine was so horny. She needed this desperately. She needed Brandon inside of her. He didn’t make her wait for long. Madeleine looked over her shoulder just in time t
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It sniffed at the surface for a few moments before plunging through. They could see it clearly on the other side, knocking aside vegetation as it walked on. "Hurry, before it's gone!" Madeleine said, beating on Brandon's strong shoulders. "What if the wormhole closes while we're over there?" he asked her, twisting around in the seat. "We'd be trapped in the Cretaceous period, if that's what it is." "What if the wormhole closes and we're still here, discussing it?" Madeleine countered. "We'd have to live out the rest of our lives knowing that we could've witnessed live dinosaurs in their natural habitat." She leapt off the bike and ran for the wormhole. “There’s a reason they call you Mad Maddie!” Brandon shouted. Madeleine didn’t care. She wouldn't be able to go on living if she didn't make it through, she decided. The risk was well worth it. The revving of the motorcycle behind her made her sprint even faster. "Jump on or we'll lose the T-Rex!" Brandon yelled. Madeleine did as he sa
