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Shepard hunts for cunts	By : TheMarksman Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 29543 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Taking the problem in hand
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This story contains the following: 3Plus, M/F, F/F, Preg, Spank, Dom, Bi, Oral, Anal, Solo, Violence and remains for the time being, WIP.

Aiden Shepard couldn't focus. He couldn't think. When he closed his eyes he saw it. When he went to sleep he dreamed about it. It had become an obsession.
Miranda Lawson's ass.
Round and smooth and so firm you could bounce a whole roll of quarters off it. God, he wanted to spank it, to bite it and most definitely to ride it hard as she screamed his name.
"Commander."
Shepard whipped his head around. Kelly Chambers stood before him in the CIC. A slim woman with gorgeous skin and pretty features, topped off with vivid red hair cut in a messy bob and smoldering eyes that promised she'd be a hellcat in bed. He could just imagine her wrapping those lips around his-
NO. Focus.
"What can I do for you Yeoman?" He choked out.
"Now that we've finished our business on Omega, Officer Lawson would like to know where we're going next." Kelly finished with a smile. God she was always smiling. That made it even worse.
He couldn't speak, he wanted to grab her, to tear her clothes off and fuck her right on that console she was always 'working' at. What the hell was wrong with him?
"Are you ok Commander?" Kelly put an arm on Shepard's shoulder
"Don't touch me." He growled.
Kelly's eyes grew wide and she trembled. Aiden was just glad she was starring at his face and not down at the massive bulge in his pants.
"Tell Joker to set course for Purgatory. Dismissed." He turned and marched for the elevator, every step away from her making his head clearer and body calmer.
He caught a glimpse of Kelly still rooted to the spot and shaking, before the elevator doors closed. The urges subsides and he finally calmed, though as usual his erection showed no signs of flagging. He planned to visit Garrus, but walking around the ship like this... With a sigh, Shepard punched the button for the captain's cabin on the top deck.
It all began a few weeks ago. Well no, in truth it must have begun over two years ago when he died. Strange to think about. Being dead. And that was what he was. Dead. D. E. D. Dead. He chuckled for a moment remembering a favorite movie.
He'd been exposed to hard vacuum, so he technically died of asphyxiation, that was a bit of a mercy, since he wouldn't have enjoyed making planetfall in just his combat armor. The heat of reentry had actually fused the metal and plastic into his skin, melted his eyeballs and would have lit his hair on fire if there had been any oxygen. Then of course he hit the ground at terminal velocity, shattering every bone and turning his insides to jelly. And to top it all off, he probably got freezerburn when his carcass was lying there on that frozen moon.
So that made him dead four times over. And yet Cerberus had still managed to bring him back. Somehow. But that's when the problem began. He had ...urges. At first he didn't notice it. At first it wasn't so bad. He'd always been attracted to women and he'd figured that two years was his longest dry spell, so it was natural that he'd be a bit pent up. But he was a grown man and career soldier on an important mission. He thought he could bury those urges until he got the job done.
He was wrong. The urges didn't go away or let themselves be buried. They go stronger with every day that passed and every woman that he saw. Most of the time he was a mess.
Every time he saw a women he'd undress her with his eyes. He'd lean in a little closer to catch her scent. He'd imagine what her skin felt like against his own. He wanted to touch, and taste and most importantly to fuck. God he wanted to fuck every single woman he'd seen since he woke up.
And Lawson was the worst. Somehow that prissy stuck up, evil bitch got him going like no one else. It wasn't just her looks, though she was ravishingly beautiful and had the face of a goddess. No it was the way she acted that really got him going. Something about the way she treated him like total fuckup, made him want to throw her against a wall and slam himself into her. And that ass. It was, in a word, spectacular. Shepard had been from one end of the galaxy to another, he'd spent hours and days in the arms and between the legs of some of the universe's most beautiful women, (including the Asari consort) and yet he'd never seen anything like it. Spectacular.
The elevator doors opened with an audible hiss. His cabin was sparsely decorated, but huge, including an open window at the top and fishtank along the wall, proving just one more time that Cerberus had no idea how to design a military vessel.
He sat at his desk and just took a moment to exhale. His hardness refusing to abate. Why was this happening? It wasn't natural. It couldn't be. He looked up into the picture on his desk. Ashley Williams. His girlfriend. Was she still his girlfriend? Did she know he was alive? Would she care? For Aidan, it had only been a month since he last saw her, but to Ashley he's have been gone for over two years. That was a long time. People move on. Shepard touched her photo thoughtfully, remembering their last night together. Their two bodies tangled together, sheet soaked air heavy with moans and the scent of sex-
With a groan Shepard kicked the chair back. He couldn't take any more. In the month that this had been happening he'd only found one cure for his situation. He'd take this problem in hand, just like every other. With a grim smile, he undid the belt on the simple blue fatigues he wore and unzipped them. This was the other reason he was sure something unnatural was going on.
His raging cock came shooting out. Over a foot long and nearly as thick as his wrist, he was noticeably bigger than he remembered. The head was purple, throbbing, and almost angry at being denied for so long. He wrested his balls free, they were swollen lemons, pulsing with, what he knew from experience to be quarts and gallons of thick gooey cum.
Aidan slathered his cock with lotion and began to pump. He needed to two hands. Bringing himself off like this was a challenge. He stroked and twisted all the while picturing Ashley. Her soft brown skin, with its little scars and imperfections. Her perky breasts, just big enough to fills his hands, topped with small pink nipples. Long lean legs, that stretched for miles, all the way up into a smooth round butt that... couldn't compare to Miranda's.
The image of that ass exploded back into Shepard's brain. Roaring and rage and desire Shepard fisted himself even harder. He smashed his hands up and down his gargantuan cock, all the while picturing what he would do to Lawson's ass.
He'd start with a hard spanking until the whole goddamn thing was a good bright red. Then he'd eat it. The consort had introduced him to that particular 'act' during their long hours together. He'd dive his tongue deep inside, whirling and twisting so she didn't know what to expect, digging his hands into her fleshy posterior all the while, so he could work himself even deeper. He wasn't a big fan of tossing salads, but he knew she'd need the lubrication for what came next. He'd take his cock, his huge cock, that would barely fit in a loose Asari whore, and he'd force it, inch by inch, deeper and deeper into Lawson's back passage. She'd beg, in that thick Aussie accent of hers for him to stop. Scream that he was hurting her. But he'd force himself all the way. All the way to the bottom. And then she'd beg him to keep going, like the slut she was.
He'd fuck her then. Long and hard. Deep strokes and hard pounding broken up with short choppy stabs, so she couldn't ever catch her breath. He'd fuck her until was cross-eyed and begging for another chance to be a good little XO.
Shepard blew it. Thick streams of cum exploded from his cock. The first blast smashing into Ashley's picture and throwing it aside. More followed, until his desk was covered in creamy white cum. Only then did he finally slow his pumping, letting one hand go so he could lean against the wall, as the other tired pumped and pumped. The last few streams oozing out on to the floor below. His manhood finally letting itself sag and then droop. Finally he relaxed.
It was only when he turned to enter the bathroom that he noticed Kelly was standing behind him, and had been for some time.
"I-I came to ap-apologize."
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