This story contains a significant sci-fi element. If that’s not your thing please pass. In any event I’m convinced that it best fits in the Loving Wives category.
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In elementary school Nova O’Malley was not athletic or artistic but she more than made up with it by her intelligence and beauty; however, she was apparently best characterized by her vivid imagination. For some reason, maybe spurred on by nursery rhymes of princesses and knights in shiny armor, damsels and dragons, and true love and romance she always imagined a life of passion and adventure but always as the maiden being saved by a paladin, never as the heroine.
Despite her success at school work and any intellectual activity that she set her mind to Nova also yearned to be all of a famous artist, celebrated athlete, and prima ballerina.
Nova’s obsession with a life of bygone eras and success in endeavors that she didn’t have the acumen for consumed much of her brain power all through elementary school. Then as is the case with virtually all children entering puberty she gave up what she had determined were childish dreams and unrealistic endeavors and focused on reality.
In actuality, reality was kind to Nova. She was treasured by many, and appreciated by all due to her conservative natural beauty, quick wit and sense of humor, and above all kindness to everyone. It was hard for her peers not to like someone who never said anything bad about anyone and had empathy for all. In her High School senior class she was voted all of most feminine, most congenial, and most likely to succeed.
Young Nova had another thing that preoccupied her; something that didn’t go away during puberty. Her great grandmother and grandmother on her mother’s side of the family died in their early forties. Nova was terrified that the same curse would befall her mother — and eventually her. Her mother regularly counselled her to just live her life during the moment and not think about it — but it always was in the back of Nova’s mind.
Due to her intelligence and hard work Nova graduated near the top of her class from one of the most prestigious universities in the United States majoring in both communication and literature. The only concession that she made to elementary school Nova was her emphasis on science fiction which her senior thesis was written on.
Nova started her life after college working for a local TV station, first as a researcher, soon promoted to a production assistant, then to a newscast editor, and after a lucky break only after two years an on-air feature reporter.
It was doing a story on a local chef that Nova fell in love with Royce Williams. They married after a year of dating; Nova kept her maiden name since she had already developed a following in the industry. By the time that Royce and Nova had twin boys Nova had established herself as a local anchor, skilled interviewer and sometimes even a national celebrity Two years after the boys were born Nova delivered a baby girl who looked like Nova’s clone.
Nova had a setback when her mother died early — at the age of 44 — extending the curse of early deaths for women on her mother’s side of the family. Nova got through the trauma with the help of her father and Royce both of whom believed that they had successfully counseled her not to focus on her mortality but to live her life to the fullest.
After a couple of years off for child rearing Nova returned to broadcasting and combining her intelligence, grace, beauty, and industriousness became the anchor for one of the four largest national TV network newscasts, fortunately located in Washington, D. C., the same city where her family lived so that their lives were not uprooted.
Nova became particularly well known for her insightful and skilled interviews of a wide variety of news-makers. However she predominantly loved finding out information about avant-garde advancements in science and the arts which subconsciously brought to mind her college enthusiasm for science fiction and her childhood interest in passion and adventure.
Despite the fact that at the time of her 44th birthday Nova had the respect of all that knew her, classic beauty, a rewarding and highly appreciated job that also allowed her to possess any material things she was interested in, a loving husband, and three children who were the joys of her life, so that 99+% of the world’s female population would probably switch places with her, she felt a restlessness. Her birthday also made her remember her mother’s death at 44 as well as that of her grandmother at 46 and great grandmother at 45. It didn’t help her outlook on life that her first medical appointment after she turned 44 her doctor expressed concern about several aspects of her health including high blood pressure, high blood sugar levels, and adverse effects of an early start of menopause.
As is the case with almost anyone who feels restless Nova could not fully understand what the cause of it was, although her concern about early death played some part in it. She opined that it was somehow related to a story that one of her researchers brought her about a woman in Wyoming who seemingly convincingly told of an extraterrestrial experience. Nova saw a video of her story and even interviewed her over the phone but Nova’s station chose not to air the story. While the general consensus was that there were some very intriguing and mysterious aspects of the woman’s story, she was most likely clinically delusional. Still, Nova wondered…
One day when travelling on assignment after Nova interviewed a recently notable astronomer by the name of Paul Pretsky, who had just made a number of remarkable discoveries, her restlessness became almost overbearing. She begged off going to dinner with her producer and station colleagues, and remembered having a further discussion with Pretsky after her colleagues left, but she didn’t remember any details of the conversation. After she parted ways with Pretsky she made a quick call to her husband and kids who were in the middle of their active lives but were happy to take a few minutes out to talk to their lover and mom, and then she went for a walk in a local forested area.
After about a quarter mile walk in the forest Nova suddenly felt light headed. She sat down on a recently cut stump and closed her eyes.
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Nova felt someone shaking her and saying “Are you all right?” When she opened her eyes she was lying on the side of a path in a wooded area, but the trees didn’t look anything like those in the forest she had just walked through.
“What — where am I?” were her startled first words. Standing above her was a tall handsome blond haired blue eyed man with muscular arms extending out from his short sleeve shirt, and well-developed legs extending out from his shorts. One of his forearms had some sort of metal sleeve with what appeared to be buttons on it. He appeared to be in his late twenties or early thirties.
“I was hoping that you could tell me,” the man said with a sly smile. “I just woke up a few hundred yards from here with this metal sleeve on my forearm and a backpack, scabbard, and short sword next to me. I have no clue where we are or what is going on. I see that you have some sort of metal sleeve too,” he continued, pointing at Nova’s left arm.
Nova sat up and noticed the sleeve — which was actually very comfortable — on her forearm. It had a few buttons and in small type in the English language “Universal Translator” engraved on it. As she moved her right arm to stand up it hit an object immediately behind her — it was a backpack that looked very much like the one on the big blond guy’s shoulders.
After she stood up she realized just how tall the blond guy was. Nova was tall for a woman at five foot nine (175 cm) but he towered over her. Standing and looking around Nova also saw that she was not wearing the skirt and blouse that she remembered that she had on when she sat on the stump but instead mid-thigh-length shorts and a sturdy, but not particularly fashionable, short sleeve blouse. Her shoes were running or walking shoes, but not ones that she recognized.
“Is this some sort of joke?” she asked the blond guy.
“Look, lady, I’m just as confused as you are. I don’t have the slightest clue where we are or what is going on. Maybe we can find someone else who knows.”
“What’s that metal sleeve on your left arm?” Nova asked.
“I have no idea — all that I know is that it has a few buttons and it says in flowery English language script ‘Electromagnetic Shield.’ Does your sleeve say anything?”
“Universal Translator,” Nova replied.
“I trust that both of the names are descriptive; we may have to play around with them to figure them out since I’ve never heard of either before, have you?”
“Certainly not,” Nova replied.
“By the way, my name is Rob Vanvleet. What’s yours?” Rob said/asked extending his hand.
Nova shook his hand noticing how large and powerful it was. “Nova O’Malley,” she replied.
“You look familiar,” Rob said. “Are you famous or something?”
“Perhaps ‘or something,'” Nova chuckled, although there was nothing humorous in the situation. “I’m often on National TV.”
“Now I recognize you. You did a great interview with an avant-garde astronomer, what’s his name?”
“Paul Pretzsky,” Nova replied finding it odd that the interview could already have been played on TV and she knew nothing about it; perhaps she had been out of it a long time.
“That’s the guy; he sounded more like a science fiction writer than a serious scientist, however he really was interesting,” Rob stated.
“I’m beginning to think that we’re in some science fiction story ourselves,” Nova replied. “Do you have any suggestions as to what to do?”
“I suggest that we both test out these sleeves, then you put on your backpack, and we walk along the path hoping to find someone who knows what’s going on.”
Nova was in agreement so first they tested her Universal Translator. After Nova pushed a couple of buttons the Translator seemed to light up. Rob spoke some Dutch, and a very little Russian. He said a few phrases in each and the UT (as they called it) properly translated both into English. Nova pushed another button and said something in English which — as far as Rob could tell — was perfectly translated into Dutch.”
“Cool,” Rob chuckled. “OK now let’s test this Electromagnetic Shield — we’ll call it the ‘ES;’ why don’t you stand about ten or fifteen yards from me and throw some rocks at me.”
“What if I hit you?”
“Then we’ll know that it doesn’t work,” Rob chuckled.
Rob pushed a couple of buttons and Nova threw a rock. It missed Rob but it wasn’t deflected by the device. “Let me push another button,” Rob said and after doing that said “Throw another rock.”
This time the rock thrown by Nova would have hit Rob in the head, but it was obviously deflected and fell harmlessly to the ground. Nova tried four more, each one a little larger, all with the same result.”
“OK, looks good,” Rob smiled but then he was pensive for a second and said “Now try and hit me with my sword.”
He and Nova had a discussion for a few minutes about how that might or might not be a good idea, but finally Rob convinced her to try it. At first she swung gently at Rob. An invisible shield completely stopped the blade in mid-air, not anywhere close to Rob’s body. She tried it four more times, each time increasing the power of her swing. Never did the blade get even within eighteen inches of any part of Rob’s body.
“Cool,” Rob grinned as he took the sword back from Nova and put it in its scabbard.
Both Rob and Nova turned off their devices and with backpacks on — Rob’s twice the size of Nova’s — they started walking along the path, chatting like new friends on a stroll in the park.
Except that both Rob and Nova had feelings that could be described as “titillating.”
If Rob and Nova had been cartoon characters the little “thought bubble” above Rob’s head would have said “Holy Shit — Nova looks even better in real life. Just as I anticipated she is the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. She looks younger than on TV — and wow; look at that perfect ass — and those thighs to die for — and the perfect shape of her mouth, nose and eyes. Double Holy Shit!”
If Nova had a “thought bubble” it would have said “This guy is hotter than the sun. He’s got a perfect body — and that smile and those dimples could soak my panties if I look at them too long!”
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Rob and Nova probably walked for an hour before they came across a stream and conveniently found metal bottles in their backpacks that said “Complete Water Filtration” on them. They filled the bottles with water from the stream; after passing through a perforated body as the water exited the bottles it tasted great. They exchanged lots of personal information. Nova found that Rob was a lawyer but at one time had been a professional volleyball player, a profession she didn’t know existed, and that he was six feet six inches (198 cm) tall, and married. Rob found out about Nova’s family and details of her job.
After about another hour’s journey, disappointed that they hadn’t come across anyone else although they did think that the scenery was beautiful even if mysterious, as they turned a corner about thirty yards away on the path, and facing them, they saw a group of what looked like — for lack of a better word — cavemen. The cavemen were hairy and all seemed to be about five ten (178 cm) and 220 pounds (100 kg). They did not have a friendly look. The forward-most one said something.
“Turn on your UT,” Rob said to Nova as he simultaneously turned on his ES.
“What did you say?” Rob asked aloud.
The speakers on the UT emitted a sound that was somewhat familiar in its guttural nature to what the caveman had just said.
The caveman looked a little surprised, but then said something that the UT translated as “Give us the woman for bredding and we will let you live.”
Nova looked at Rob in horror. His face was now grim as he said while simultaneously drawing his sword “If you leave now I won’t kill you.”
The lead caveman look perplexed and then made a motion with his right arm to two cavemen behind him. Rob whispered to Nova “Get behind me,” which she quickly did. The two cavemen behind the leader were holding what looked like primitive bows. They both notched arrows and fired them at Rob. They were harmlessly deflected by the ES. They shot a second time with the same result. Then Rob said, translated by the UT, “You cannot hurt me but I can kill you. Leave.”
Instead of leaving the leader made another signal with his arm and two cavemen next to him — one with a club with what looked like a spike extending from it, and the other with a primitive sword, charged Rob. He moved forward to meet them half-way. Their almost simultaneous blows were deflected by the ES, and Rob stabbed one of them in the leg, intending it to be non-fatal.
The two charging cavemen retreated, the one who had been stabbed limping badly. This time Rob screamed at them “This is your last warning; leave now or die.”
Apparently cavemen there — wherever that might be — didn’t know when to quit. All six of them charged brandishing various weapons. Showing skill that Rob surprised himself with, and which awed Nova, he dispatched all of them in less than two minutes; none of them got within ten yards of Nova. Four were clearly dead, two with only minutes left to live.
Nova was surprised by her feelings. She was never into violence — not even in movies — but the fact that Rob had vigorously defended her made her weak in the knees and caused a burning sensation in her chest. She even felt a little light headed, but concentrating on Rob’s condition snapped out of it; she wanted to make sure that he wasn’t hurt.
“Are you OK, Rob?” she asked as he turned off his ES.
“I feel OK,” he replied.
While the ES had been 100% successful in deflecting blows and missiles it was not effective in deflecting liquid spatter. Nova was shocked when she approached Rob and blood was splattered over large sections of the entire front of his body. She made Rob aware of that — something he apparently already felt.
“I need to get cleaned up,” he announced as Nova stared at him wide-eyed.
“By the way, thanks for saving me. However I really wonder how you were able to kill or maim all six of them in about two minutes?” Nova asked, in awe. “Are you a skilled swordsman?”
“Before today I’m not sure that I ever held a real sword,” Rob sighed, clearly perplexed himself. “I just did what came naturally. Of course the fact that they couldn’t wound or kill me because of the ES really helped,” he announced as the understatement of the year.
“I thought that I saw a map in your backpack when you were getting your water bottle out,” Nova said. “Let me see if I can find it and that will tell us where a body of water is for you to clean yourself up.”
Nova opened up Rob’s backpack — which he had shed just before he engaged in the fight — and found something that sure looked like a map. Although it was of cloth-like material it has some electronic functions since their location was noted on the map by a glowing star. “It looks like there’s a pond or lake a little while up the trail,” Nova said as she inspected it.
“Let’s see if that’s right,” Rob replied as they picked up their backpacks and hustled forward.
It wasn’t more than about a quarter of a mile before them found a very pristine small lake with a sand beach along one edge. Rob and Nova both took off their backpacks and metal sleeves and rummaged in their backpacks for a bar of soap and a towel. They each found both.
“Uh, Nova,” Rob gulped. “I hope that I don’t embarrass you because I really need to get completely naked and immerse myself in the water.”
“No problem,” the usually conservative Nova replied, “I’m going to do the same since the walk and the emotional effect of you acting like a paladin has got me all sweaty too.” After she said it she thought to herself “Where did that come from?” Rob smiled in response.
They both took off their clothes, doing their best not to look at each other; however just before Rob immersed himself Nova caught a glimpse of his crotch. She had never seen an uncut cock before, let alone one that long and thick when soft — although maybe it was semi-hard, she couldn’t be sure. She purged her mind of that thought and immersed herself.
As both scrubbed away with soap Rob started singing “Take Me To The River,” and after the first verse yelled over to Nova — careful not to stare at her in case her tits were above water — “come on Nova, join in.”
“I’ve got a horrible singing voice,” she laughed, “I don’t want to hurt your eardrums.”
“It can’t be worse than mine,” he chuckled, “come on, give it a try.”
“Well he did just save me from six cavemen,” she chortled to herself. “OK, but don’t say that I didn’t warn you,” she chuckled before she joined in with the non-romantic parts of the song: “Take me to the water; drop me in the river; Push me in the water, drop me in the river; Washing me down, washing me down.”
After that chorus Rob laughed and said “OK — I agree with you — please stop — my ears can’t take it anymore.”
“Bastard,” she laughed as she threw her soap bar at him. He effortlessly caught it then said “Come and wash my back, will you,” cleverly moving to stand in water deep enough to cover his dick but hopefully shallow enough for Nova to expose her tits if she walked over.
“OK,” she said, but she too was clever, and swam over to him and said “turn around,” before she stood up.
After each washed the other’s back they sprinted to the shore, picked up their towels while trying to as subtly as possible catch peeks, and then wrapped the towels around themselves as they went to their backpacks to get fresh clothes. Rob got just enough of a peek to muse “Holy fuck she’s even hotter than I thought!”
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After Nova and Rob dressed, without any more peeking, Nova picked up the map again. “Did you notice this other glowing spot, Rob,” she asked pointing to something at the far edge of the map. “It says ‘Adventure House.'”
Rob took the map from her and studied it. “I have a feeling — don’t ask me how, I just do — that we need to go there to get shelter. We don’t want to keep running into cavemen, and maybe there are even some bad ass apex predators, so a house would be great.”
“You know, I have the same feeling about the house,” Nova replied. “It’s really eerie; almost like mental telepathy or something.”
“If the scale on this map is right it looks like we’ll have to camp out tonight — it’s starting to get dark and there’s no way we should travel at night. There looks like some rocky areas up ahead — let’s see if there’s something there suitable to camp at,” Rob said.
They found a rock formation with at least some protection on three sides and stopped there. They found a double air mattress in Rob’s backpack and a small compressed air canister in Nova’s. Rob’s pack also contained three folded triangular metal devices that had switches on them and the words “warning system” engraved on them.
“Do you have any idea why we seem to have all of the right equipment in our backpacks?” Rob rhetorically asked. “We’re not any closer to figuring out what’s going on than we were three or four hours ago when I woke up next to the path.”
Nova shrugged her shoulders. “I really don’t have a clue. Do you know what those three devices are?” she asked pointing to the metal devices which Rob had unfolded.
“Let’s test them out,” he responded. They played around with them for a few minutes and noted that when a switch on each of them was turned on an LED lit up on the devices and another LED lit up on Rob’s metal sleeve.
Nova figured it out before Rob did. “I think that you set these out some distance from where we’re camping and if an intruder comes by then activate something on your sleeve.”
Rob smiled. “I think that you’re right — let’s test it.”
Rob set up the devices on a perimeter with Nova on the other side of them, turned them on, sat on the inflated air mattress, and then Nova went past them. Rob’s sleeve sent a small electrical shock into his forearm. Nova tried it again, this time leaping higher than the tops of the devices while moving past them. It made no difference; Rob still got the minor shock.
Both Nova and Rob were pleased but then Nova happened to look up into the sky just as a cloud passed over them. “Holy shit!” Nova exclaimed despite the fact that she never swears aloud as she pointed upward.
Rob turned to look. Visible in the sky were three moons, none of which looked like the moon on Earth, and all different sizes. “No wonder all the plants here look so weird and there are cavemen,” Rob whistled. “We’re on another planet.”
Nova felt faint, and almost collapsed; Rob grabbed her and sat her down on the air mattress. Nova looked at him with a tear in her eye. “Do you think that we’ll ever see our families again?” she asked him.
Rob put his arm around her and said “I don’t know why I feel this — but just like I feel that we should go to that house I think that this arrangement is temporary — but I still have no clue what the purpose of it is. Let’s eat some of the things that look like energy bars in our backpacks and then try to get some sleep.
They did.
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It was fortuitous that they had the warning system because just before it got light outside Rob was awakened by an electrical spark on his forearm. He shook Nova awake and pointed at his sleeve. She knew what it meant.
Rob turned on his ES, crouched, and withdrew his sword from the scabbard lying on the ground next to him. He could make out two humanoid shapes about ten yards from him and fuzzier other shapes behind them. This time there were no words exchanged — Rob fiercely attacked.
Nova hid behind a rock hoping that Rob could repeat his victory of the day before. After three minutes of grunting, clanging, and groaning Rob sought her out.
“What happened?” Nova asked him.
“Apparently they travel in groups of six, because again there were a half dozen of them. It was a little harrier than yesterday because I couldn’t see them too well but the electronic shield works on the side too so even though I didn’t see some of them approaching on my side they weren’t able to inflict any damage. They’re all dead. Let’s pack up and get out of here.”
Before Rob turned to pack Nova pulled his head toward her, kissed him on the cheek and said “Thank you — you saved me again, paladin.” Then looking at him as more light was emerging she said “You’re splattered with blood again. Let me wipe you off with my towel.”
Rob stood still as Nova carefully wiped off as much splatter as she could. Afterwards she threw the towel down on the ground and said “I’m not bringing this with me — hopefully the house has clothes, towels, and bedding.”
By the time that they were packed up there was enough light to see properly and off they went.
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Rob and Nova stopped for several breaks and drinks of water on their way to the house, not really stopping to eat but consuming energy bars as they walked. They estimated that it was about six or seven hours before they got to the house. When they got there they couldn’t approach the house because there was some sort of an energy field surrounding it. They looked at the map and saw some symbols next to the house designation. “Those symbols look to be the same as next to buttons on the side of your metal sleeve,” Nova pointed out.
“You’re right,” Rob smiled. Rob pushed buttons on his sleeve adjacent the symbols, the energy field dissipated, they walked through a gate, and then Rob pushed the buttons again and the energy field re-energized.
“Cool,” Nova chuckled.
When they got into the house they couldn’t believe it. It was huge! It contained a large workout area with all sorts of equipment, a large shower stall, and a massage table. The space also included three different rooms that said “Holographic Sports Instruction,” “Holographic Dance Instruction,” and “Holographic Art Instruction,” respectively on plaques next to them. There was a kitchen, a large bathroom, a four seat theater with a large screen TV, and two bedrooms.
The two bathrooms, one next to the exercise room and the other between the bedrooms, had towels and toiletries. The bedrooms had changes of clothes that fit Nova and Rob. Although there were a number of different outfits for both, all of the outfits were basically the same as the shorts and tops that were in their backpacks, with a few different artistic elements. The kitchen was fully stocked with what sure seemed like food, even if not identifiable as comparable to that on Earth.
The first thing that they did was to shower, one in each bathroom, and change outfits placing their soiled clothes in what was clearly a laundry room although the single appliance in it didn’t look like any cleaning equipment on Earth.
The first night Nova and Rob went to bed early in their own rooms. After breakfast the next morning they found a note on the big screen TV telling them that information about all aspects of the house was one channel 1, with movies on several other channels — obviously there was no broadcast or cable TV. They were fascinated by the operations of the three hologram rooms that the TV provided tutorials for.
Nova, with Rob’s help, tried all three hologram rooms the first day, in addition to working out with Rob. Nova was having trouble believing what was possible with the hologram room instructions; her ambitions as a young girl to be athletic, a dancer, and an artist now all seemed possible.
However, Nova was having a problem. She found Rob virtually irresistible. He had saved her from cavemen, like a knight in shining armor, twice, his looks were the most appealing she had ever seen, and his entire persona and the way he treated her made her weak in the knees. Every time a lascivious thought passed through her brain she tried to think of her husband Royce and her three kids — but that only worked for a short time. She was feeling increasingly guilty for not pining away for her husband, or spending every waking minute missing her kids — but that just wasn’t happening.
After dinner the second night, since both were tired from a long day working out and spending at least two hours in each of the hologram rooms, they were watching a movie. Rob was unusually quiet. Finally Nova asked “Is something wrong Rob?”
Rob sighed, stared at her like a lion might a gazelle, and then stood her up and held her shoulders mostly arms’ length from him. “Nova, I’m very sorry but I’m incapable of controlling myself around you. Something has happened to me since we’ve been on this unknown planet; I’m at least three times more sexually charged than at any other time in my life and I’m more sexually attracted to you than any other woman in my life.”
Nova felt an electric charge go through her body. Only a fleeting image of her husband and kids stopped her from pushing herself into Rob’s arms and planting a passionate kiss on him as she felt her crotch get wet.
“I know that you would never cheat on your husband — and I would feel guilty if I caused you to — therefore I’m going to rape you. You will have no control of the situation therefore there is no reason for you to feel guilty. I expect you to struggle but please don’t too much because I would feel awful if I hurt you.”
Then Rob whipped a pair of fur-lined handcuffs from his pocket, clamped one cuff on one of her wrists, and then lifted Nova into his arms with her arms pinned to her sides and carried her into his bedroom.
Nova felt obligated to resist and say “No, please don’t rape me,” but in reality her heart was beating with excitement and she was more ready and willing to be fucked than at any other time in her life. Rob ran the handcuffs’ chain through openings in his sturdy metal headboard then placed the second cuff on her other wrist. Rob produced a scissors and cut Nova’s top off, then pulled down her shorts and panties. All the while wide-eyed Nova felt obligated to moan “Please don’t rape me Rob.”
Rob tore off his shirt and dropped his shorts and boxers. Nova now got a good look at his uncut cock; angry it looked impossibly long and thick. “Holy shit, will that thing even fit in my vagina?” she thought to herself as her eyes got wider and wider.
Then Rob attacked her pussy with his lips, tongue, and fingers. It was only seconds after his tongue first touched her clitoris when Nova had her first orgasm — powerful enough to cause her to reflexively buck upwardly forcing her clit into Rob’s mouth. Once her clit was in his mouth Rob sucked it causing her to almost black out in ecstasy.
After another, separate, climax from Rob’s oral attack on her pussy it was like a swamp it was so wet. Then Rob moved the hooded head of his cock into place over her moist slit and gently pressed inwardly.
Penetration of Nova’s pussy by Rob’s cock was slow and deliberate; each centimeter of penetration caused a powerful electrical charge to sweep across Nova’s entire body. Once Rob was essentially completely buried he started pumping in and out, each inward pump accompanied by a loud grunt.
After only seconds all of Nova’s circuits were fried. She recognized that she was instinctively pulsing her pc muscles and occasionally bucking upwardly, and was consciously trying to say “no, no, no,” for appearance purposes but she really had no idea what she was really saying. When Rob ejaculated a river of cum into her with a final brash grunt she blacked out temporarily from the sheer intensity of the orgasmic overload of her nerve endings from head to toe, not just at her crotch.
When Nova regained awareness Rob was still ensconced in her while he nibbled on one nipple and lightly twisted the other. Nova had never felt such an overwhelming sensation of euphoria before. When Rob stopped sucking on a nipple her lips met his and they kissed until Rob’s member finally went flaccid and he withdrew.
Rob uncuffed Nova, put her under the covers while spooning her, and put a hand on one of her tits as they fell into an almost immediate deep slumber.
While Nova slept soundly blissful thoughts continued to cascade through her subconscious repeating Rob’s defense of her against the cavemen, his oral attack which resulted in the swiftest orgasm of her life, and the unbelievably intense stimulation of every nerve ending in her body as Rob’s massive cock pistoned in and out of her vagina.
Suddenly Nova was awakened by activity at her crotch. It was apparent that Rob was stroking her pussy lips, and occasionally inserting a finger. One insertion elicited a long low moan from Nova, which was quickly followed by removal of the finger and insertion of Rob’s phallus.
The second copulation of the evening was entirely different than the first although equally pleasurable. This time instead of a short intense overload of all of Nova’s senses by the sexual equivalent of a Fourth of July fireworks show like the first fuck, when Rob ejaculated into her this time the climax was peaceful but extremely protracted. It likely was a good twenty minutes before her climax dissipated entirely and Nova re-entered her euphoric dreamland.
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Over the ensuring days a rapist and his conquest never got along better in the history of mankind. Nova and Rob were entirely playful — almost giddy — in their interactions with each other, and were as kind, considerate, and helpful toward each other as was humanly possible. This was despite the fact that every day there were three “rapes.”
The first rape of the day occurred after they strenuously exercised (one day focusing on upper body muscles, the next on lower body muscles) and Rob gave Nova a forty five minute sensual massage which always had a “happy ending,” despite Nova’s plea of “Please don’t fuck me Rob,” the only time that she used a swear word aloud.
The second “rape” of the day occurred at bedtime in one of many different positions, even sometimes including cowgirl or reverse cowgirl when Nova was “forced” by Rob to ride him. The third “rape” always occurred in the middle of the night and resulted in both parties becoming more sanguine than at any other times in their lives.
There were sometimes when Nova stared longingly into Rob’s eyes and desired to utter the three words that she didn’t want to express but that were true, the first being “I” and the last “you.” However, each time she got out the first word Rob would put his finger over her lips, smile, and say “Shhh; don’t say anything.”
In addition to their highly mutually rewarding sexual exploits Rob and Nova both progressed spectacularly in gaining skills in all three hologram rooms. By the time that they had been in the Adventure House, or its adjacent outdoor areas, thirty two days Nova had become accomplished as a tennis player, dancer, and artist, and Rob had amplified his already excellent athletic skills four-fold.
Normally every other day they would power down the exterior shield, Rob would put the ES sleeve on, and they would run a mile, jog a mile, run a mile, and then jog another mile. At the thirty two day mark previously un-athletic Nova ran a 5:15 mile. In the gym she more than doubled her strength in every single exercise.
When Nova and Rob woke up in each other’s’ arms the morning of the thirty third day at the Adventure House the TV was blinking. They turned it on to reveal a message “Nightfall will start your return to Earth.”
They spent most of the rest of the day in bed and it was finally impossible for Nova to retain the façade of being raped and for the lovers not to express their true feelings toward each other. As they had a final loving copulation as night descended upon them guilt started to penetrate their feelings of euphoria.
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When Nova regained awareness sitting on the stump that she lost awareness on, now thirty six days ago, wearing the same clothes that she had then, at first she thought that her extraterrestrial adventure was a dream. She was soon disabused of that notion for three reasons; her crotch was red and sore; her nipples were red and sore; and she felt better than at any other time in her life.
Suddenly she had the need to see Royce and her kids. In a manner completely uncharacteristic to her previous demeanor she literally ran until she got to the city center. It was a workday morning and crowds were bustling.
As Nova walked past an electronics story the news was on most of the TVs. She couldn’t hear what was being said from the outside so she went inside. The next news story on the broadcast playing on all of the TVs at the front of the store showed her photograph as the newscaster said “It’s now starting the thirty-seventh day that national TV anchor Nova O’Malley has been missing. While her employer and family are still remaining optimistic it is getting more difficult as time goes on. Again we make a plea — as we have every day since Nova disappeared — that anyone having any information to please contact the FBI at 888-xxx-xxxx…” That was followed by some more information about her disappearance that Nova didn’t really pay attention to.
Although she did not remember concentrating before on what story she would tell the authorities and her family, Nova seemed to instinctively know what, and what not, to say. For example she would never tell anyone that it was an extraterrestrial experience including because no one would believe her and think her as delusional as the woman Nova had interviewed before being whisked off-world. She would say that she had been kidnapped by a tall blond man but that believed that the name her told her was fake. He never hurt her, but he did repeatedly rape her — she wasn’t going to be able to hide that when she would necessarily be given a complete physical so she might as well get it right out there.
Nova now had the purse she had disappeared with, including her cellphone. She first called her husband Royce and had a tearful five minute conversation with him before he insisted that she immediately call the FBI. She did that and within five minutes four agents, in two different cars, picked her up from a street corner in the city. Their instructions were to immediately take her to the airport and for two female agents to accompany her on a flight back to the FBI headquarters in her home town of Washington, D. C.
After a tearful two hour reunion with her husband and kids at FBI headquarters, and a half hour meeting with the CEO and News Director of the TV network that she worked for, Nova was briefly interrogated by the FBI. She gave her basic story. She had been kidnapped by a tall blond man who told her that his name was Rob Vanvleet but she didn’t know if that was his real name (not surprisingly after a brief investigation the FBI told her that no person with that name was mentioned in any database in the US). She was secluded in a house in a weird forest that she had no idea where it was located and that she must have been drugged to get her there and back. She explained that she was treated well, was never hurt, and exercised vigorously, but that she was repeatedly raped.
The agent in charge — at the urging of her family and the TV network — decided to have her examined at a hospital.
A team of three doctors conducted an extensive examination of Nova at Georgetown University Hospital. While all of the blood test results had not yet come back after two hours, the rest of the examination was complete. When Nova met with the lead doctor the doctor said “I think there must be some mistake in your previous medical files that we were given Ms. O’Malley.”
“Why do you think that?” Nova asked.
“Well according to your last physical you were not in good shape physically. You didn’t have very good muscle tone and there were a number of significant to serious congenital issues. Now, however, my colleagues and I are in agreement that you are likely the healthiest person that any of us has ever personally examined.”
“Well I do feel good,” Nova smiled.
“That is an understatement; your lung, heart, and other organ functions are in the top 1% of people in their twenties — yet you’re 44,” the doctor remarked with genuine surprise. Just then there was a knock on the door, and the two other doctors who had been examining Nova walked into the room, carrying iPads. They showed the screens to the lead physician and then sat down next to her.”
The lead physician chuckled. “Now more than 90% of the lab results are in and they confirm that you are the healthiest person we have ever personally examined. Every single one of your markers that can be evaluated are either at the top end for health or within 5% of that. We did detect traces of a substance that we believe to be a knock-out drug which confirms why you didn’t know how you were transported.”
Nova nodded her agreement.
“One thing that you surely are not aware of, however, is that you’re pregnant,” the lead doctor said with her eyebrows raised.
While Nova had not gone completely through menopause she had started to before her extraterrestrial adventure and that was the source of some of her health issues. “Uh…how is that possible?” she asked. “Before I was kidnapped I was well into menopause.”
“Another mystery,” the lead doctor said with the other two nodding agreement. “That is in fact what your records show — however now your hormone levels are that of a healthy thirty year old, your ovaries and uterus are in excellent condition, and there is not even the slightest sign of menopause.”
Nova thought for a second then said “You’re going to have to explain this to my husband. We’re going to have to have a serious talk about the baby. We both are strongly prochoice for the general population but personally are against abortion in our family. WOW!”
Nova decided to leave the pregnancy issue alone the next day because there was too much else going on. After spending the entire morning with her family doing every family bonding thing imaginable she went to the FBI offices for further interrogation. When the agent in charge asked if she could work with a sketch artist to get a picture of her capture she replied “That’s not necessary. I can draw a good likeness of him.”
“I didn’t know that you have artistic ability,” the agent said with raised eyebrows.
“Until my capture I didn’t. Get me an oversized high quality sheet of paper and a set of art pencils of all different colors and I’ll do it,” she said.
The equipment was brought to Nova within minutes and she started to work. An FBI illustrator and the agent in charge asked “Do you mind if we remain in the room while you work?”
“Certainly not,” Nova replied.
Nova was a whirling dervish as she worked. The illustrator was stunned as he looked on. In less than an hour she was done with a full color illustration. The flabbergasted agent said while obviously staring at the long, thick, uncut cock and low-hanging testicles at the subject’s crotch “Uh…you drew him naked.”
“I thought that you wanted a completely accurate illustration. Since he raped me daily it should be of no surprise to you that I knew what his equipment looks like. Anyway, I’ve drawn him as he was on the last day of my captivity. Although he always had big muscles I think that his biceps, calf, and chest muscles are larger than when I met him so that’s the way that I drew him. Also his hair was longer so I drew it that way too.”
“How tall is he?” the agent asked.
“He told me six six, and I believe it,” Nova replied.
“How accurate do you think the face is?” the illustrator asked.
“With all humility the face and hair are 99% accurate,” Nova replied.
“Do you have anything with his fingerprints or DNA?” the agent asked.
“Funny you should ask that,” Nova replied. “Yesterday the doctors told me that I’m pregnant and since when I was kidnapped I was going through menopause it couldn’t be my husband’s baby; therefore you’ll be able to get a good idea of his DNA from the baby.”
“Are you going to keep the baby?” the gobsmacked agent asked.
“I have to discuss that with my husband and family; as soon as we make a decision I’ll let you know.”
By the end of the day the FBI had gotten all of the information they were going to get from Nova — she was certainly never going to say that she was whisked to another planet — so she left them with “That’s all that I have to say — the ball’s now in your court.”
“Are you anxious that we catch him?” was the last question from the lead agent.
“Yes and no. He caused lots of chaos in my life and raped me, but he never hurt me and in fact due to the experience I’m in better health, and more accomplished in many ways, than at any other time in my life.”
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The next two weeks were the most intense and filled in Nova’s life (aside from during her off world experience). Due to her enhanced physical condition and abilities, however, she never even got tired. She wowed the people at the country club that her family belonged to by playing tennis for the first time and beating everyone she played — except the club female champion who she lost to 6-4, 6-4.
Nova insisted that the doctors provide her husband with all of her medical information including, of course, her recovery from menopause and her pregnancy. To his credit Royce did not blame Nova for that, including because the rawness of her vagina and nipples when she was examined the first day were more consistent with rape than the day-long aggressive consensual intercourse that was really responsible, and because her “recovery” from menopause was a medical miracle. Nova also made sure to tell the TV network everything that she had told the FBI and her husband, and seeing a ratings bonanza the network did a two hour special on Nova’s experience.
At the end of the two hour broadcast the interviewer asked Nova “What have you decided to do about the baby?”
“My husband, other family members, and I have discussed it completely and have reached a decision. While we all are definitely pro-choice we believe for our particular situation that having the baby is the best option.”
“Do you intend to put the baby up for adoption?”
“No; we intend to raise her or him — we haven’t had the baby’s sex determined yet — as our own. Our kids actually insisted on it.”
“This is very personal and I only ask this because you have been so upfront about everything. Have you and your husband resumed sexual relations?”
Nova laughed. “WOW — that’s a question even I would never have asked in my most out-there days. However, I’m going to surprise you and give a hint, though I won’t answer it directly. Since two days after I’ve gotten back my husband has had the biggest smile he’s ever had permanently plastered on his face. Draw your own conclusion,” she concluded as both she and the interviewer laughed.
The day after the special aired — the 2nd most watched special of its type in history — Nova restarted her career as national network anchor, unfazed even through half of her eighth month of pregnancy before she went on pregnancy leave.
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Throughout her pregnancy Nova remained the healthiest pregnant woman ever and kept up her exercise regime. Her delivery exactly on her projected due date was without complications, with her husband in the delivery room providing moral support. Her little baby girl Nancy was healthy, cute — and large, bigger than her other children at birth.
Although she was doing some part-time work Nova enjoyed staying home with little Nancy and nursing her. Nova also exercised religiously and within four months had muscle tone comparable to when she first returned from her extraterrestrial adventure.
Nova was having a quiet morning with Nancy, with everyone else out of the house, and had just settled down to nurse her when someone entered her living room from the back of the house. Nova was startled for a few seconds then calmly said “Hello Rob, although I know that’s not your real name. What brings you here?”
“Hi Nova; I see that you’re as beautiful as ever and a loving mother. I just wanted to see my little girl once, and provide you with some information that you may want to hear.”
“And what would that be?” Nova asked.
Rob sat next to Nova and smiled at Nancy whose eyes got big. “I lied to you when I told you I didn’t know how we ended up at Rigelend — that’s the name of the planet we were on.”
“I can tell that this may get me excited, which isn’t good when nursing. Why don’t you just tell me about your life since we got back to Earth until Nancy is finished eating. You do know that the FBI is looking for you, that I gave them an accurate sketch and that they took Nancy’s DNA?”
“Yeah, I know; but the chances of them finding me are slim. Anyway…” then Rob continued telling what he had been doing since he got back, and complimenting Nova on her career, health, and the way that she handled her adventure. By then Nancy was sated, and Nova let Rob burp her.
After Nancy was put down for her nap Rob started to tell his story. “I lied to you about not knowing why we were off-Earth because that would have had a negative effect on your attitude toward me. I was obsessed with your entire persona as a newscaster — for some reason your appearance really clicked with me. Then, when I was solo hiking in a remote area of Canada I came across a stranded spaceship; I can only tell you this because you lived the aftermath, but can’t and won’t tell anyone else ever. I helped out a humanoid from the spacecraft — I’m not at liberty to explain how — and he was very grateful. He asked me what he could do for me. I laughingly told him of my obsession with you and he took it from there.”
“What do you mean he took it from there?” Nova asked.
“Well he told me he could arrange a worthwhile encounter with you but only if it also resulted in some advantages to you. Therefore he needed to interview you and find out what makes you tick and if he could accommodate my desire while also helping you,” Rob grinned.
“Are you saying that I met him?” Nova asked.
“Well, do you remember your interview with Paul Pretzsky?”
“Yesss…” Nova cautiously answered, “although not what we talked about after everyone else left.”
“Well Pretzsky is really the extraterrestrial being that I helped out. For lack of a better word he hypnotized you when you were one-on-one with him and learned of all of your ambitions in childhood about having a knight in shining armor rescue you, being an athlete, dancer, and artist, all of your hopes and dreams; and also about your dread that you’d die early like the other women on your mother’s side of the family. Then he set up you and I in a circumstance where you could achieve everything you aspired to. The setup was on a planet his species calls Rigelend which as you know is very similar to Earth.”
Nova’s eyes got wide. “Did you and he expect the pregnancy?”
Rob laughed. “No; of course I expected the sex which was far better than I could have dreamed of, even though you were my fantasy woman. However, Pretzsky — which is what I’ll call him — had never done something like this before. He underestimated how successful he would be in not only having you fulfill your ambitions but to make you healthy. While he had every intention of making sure that you’d live a long life without the problems of the other females in your family he did not realize that his techniques would actually reverse your menopause and make you fertile.”
Nova was aghast. Despite her skill as an interviewer she couldn’t think of anything to say. Finally emotion started to well up in her and she said “I came to love you very quickly, Rob. However, I’m content with my husband Royce and kids and I can’t have those relationships ruined.”
“I know all of that,” Rob replied before smiling and saying “by the way not only is my name not Rob Vanvleet but I’ve never been married.” Then he frowned and continued “I have no intention of trying to harm your happy life. I lived a dream for thirty six days — no man in history had a better stretch in his life. I’ll always love you but because I do I’m exiting your life forever. Please take good care of our girl and give her this when she turns eighteen and tell her who it’s from.”
With that Rob handed Nova a necklace made of a metal and carrying a stone that she had never seen the likes of before; it literally softly glowed with an intrinsic energy. “I got it from Pretzsky,” was Rob’s final comment as Nova took it from him.
Rob held Nova’s hand and pulled her up into a standing position. Then they kissed with an intensity that should have set off the smoke detectors. At that point Rob walked out the back door of Nova’s house, and out of her life forever.