Are We There Yet Chapter 1
Are We There Yet?
(Part 1)
Prologue
Gustav Mueller stood ramrod straight with his hands behind his back looking out the floor to ceiling observation window in his office. He had been working on this project his entire fifty eight year professional career and that didn't count the twenty two years it took to bring the asteroid to Lagrange Point 5, the stable gravitational point following the Earth in its orbit around the sun.
He had been an eager young engineer just out of university back then as they mined the thirty eight kilometer diameter asteroid for the materials needed to build a huge generation ship to send humanity to the stars. Despite all their efforts, however, a mere two years after launch, that ship was lost with all hands, a victim of more hazards in the space just beyond the heliosphere than anticipated or the ship could handle.
Naturally, all work came to an immediate halt, with only the barest beginning of a frame of the second ship visible. Countless hours of meetings, discussions, repercussions and finger pointing ensued, with nothing getting done.
Using all of his off hours, Gustav worked on an alternative proposition, one that was totally outside the box of conventional thinking and, at the same time, the solution right in front of all their eyes. It took him a few months but when he made his proposal, he had seemingly every question answered and every detail worked out.
Gustav simply suggested using the asteroid itself as the next vehicle.
With a kilometers thick nickle iron shell, it would withstand almost any conceivable collision hazard, although some defensive measures could easily be built on the outer surface just in case anyway. There was still plenty of unmined materials for the elements the crew couldn't reclaim and sufficient interior room for a large enough traveling party to establish a viable colony.
The single massive engine planted on one side of the asteroid that brought it to the Lagrange Point couldn't be reused but the data from its flight provided Gustav all the information needed to propose five much more massive engines that could propel the ship away from Earth.
After more months of countless meetings, discussions, computer simulations, endless arguments and one or two fist fights, his proposal was not only accepted but Gustav was made the Project Manager at the age of thirty one.
Then the real work began.
An army of engineers tended to the task of hollowing out the inner core to a thirty kilometer diameter sphere and then converting the ninety four kilometer circumference inside surface to slightly more than 2,800 square kilometers of livable area to house the crew leaving behind everything and the generations of their descendants who would ride to their final destination two hundred light years distant. A fusion powered artificial sun was suspended at the exact center of the huge cavern by five massive columns, provided light and heat as it shone and dimmed in the same twenty four hour day and night cycle the colonists left behind.
To create gravity in the core and elsewhere on the asteroid, it spun counterclockwise to the direction of travel on its equator, giving the inner surface of the core the equivalent of 0.8 Earth gravity. On the other levels, the artificial gravity gradually increased slightly until the surface was about 1.1g of Earth.
An inner one half kilometer thick shell was the last defense for the core. Massive tunnels, each protected by three ten meter thick blast doors led from the core to the next level, which was another half kilometer wide, with recycling facilities, factories, workshops, offices, hydroponic farms and the all important four redundant flight control centers and four equally redundant server areas for the artificial intelligence, CLARE, that contained a copy of every item of data, updated in real time, on the planet and could process trillions of data transactions per second.
CLARE would manage every aspect of the ship's operations once underway.
Despite any number of requests for clarifications and countless guesses what the acronym stood for, Gustav never revealed his secret. He named the AI for his long lost first love, the girl in his first year at university who took his virginity as she gave hers to him.
That area was not completely open like the core. Rather every ten kilometers, there was a two hundred meter thick wall, again with two massive blast doors, that were left in place when area was hollowed out. Like the inner core, maglev trains looped on both surfaces at regular intervals to move people, supplies and equipment where needed and back to their homes.
Another kilometer thick shell of the original nickle iron and granite composition protected the work area. It too was penetrated where need by massive tunnels and thick blast doors that led to the engine and tanks level, another half kilometer wide area that contained a series of huge storage spaces. Some were deliberately open to the cold of space to maintain the millions of frozen eggs and sperm of animals and seeds of plants that might thrive in their new environment.
In addition, massive tanks stored the fuel and other resources the ship processed from hundred kilometer scoops extending perpendicular to their direction of travel. An elaborate magnetic field both directed the bits of material, some as small as a single atom, between the stars to automatic processing facilities manned for the most part by self replicating robots. In the event an object was too large to deflect, lasers and rail guns would blow then to suitably sized pieces.
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“It's time,” Helena said softly from behind him in the doorway to his office.
Gustav turned and smiled warmly at the the woman in her mid thirties with the same auburn hair and warm inviting smile as her mother, Marie, who had been his personal assistant for the first twenty seven years he was in charge of the project. He and Marie divorced twice and married three times, with innumerable other dalliances for both along the way, until her health failed and she passed away ten years before. Helena was Marie's daughter by some other man during their second hiatus, yet Gustav cherished her like a daughter. She stepped right in as his right hand immediately after her mother's passing, taking on both Marie's professional and most personal duties.
Gustav inhaled deeply before turning away from the view of the asteroid for the final time at rest. He took Helena's arm in his as they walked to the ceremony, the first firing of the massive engines that would take the ship to the stars.
The ceremony was mostly for the benefit of the press and population staying on Earth. All five engines would fire at once, nudging the ship away from it's parking spot in space. By design, it would only accelerate at 0.0003 gravities, meaning at first it would barely move.
Yet that level of continual acceleration over the course of the years...all day, every day...would bring it to a top speed of 25% of the speed of light. When it was two light years away from it's final destination, a star system called WD 1425+540 two hundred light years distant with two potentially hospitable planets in the system's habitable zone, the entire ship would flip over, decelerating to a stop.
After more than a sufficient number of boring speeches, Gustav pushed the ceremonial start button to thunderous applause, essentially telling the AI CLARE to start the ship's engines. For him it was his final act as project manager...for the eight thousand men and women of child bearing age, and the two thousand prepubescent boy and girls on board ranging from infants to barely teens, it was really just the beginning.
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Year 122
“I got a lottery assignment this morning,” Ben whispered into into her ear as he nuzzled up behind her in the bed and gently tugged both of her stiff nipples.
He meant the pregnancy lottery, whereby CLARE kept the population stable while providing the necessary mix of genes to continue the mission and the crew with hereditary ability to master the necessary skills. The AI matched the couples DNA then provided the medication needed to temporarily override the infertility with which everyone otherwise lived.
“Anybody we know?” Dayl, his companion and sexual partner since they left school four years before, asked squirming back against him until she felt his hard dick split her ass cheeks.
“I don't,” he replied, his hand snaking down over her belly to slide between her already moist pussy lips, “her name is Bailey, a teacher over in North West.”
“Oh I think I remember her...she was two years ahead of me,” Dayl responded, turning over to face him and at the same time wrap her fingers around his stiffening cock, “I always wondered if she actually was a real blonde.”
“I'll give you a complete report, even get you a sample, assuming she doesn't have a smooth bare pussy like you,” he laughed, playfully biting her erect left nipple before licking down her body until his tongue slipped into her already warm and damp pussy slit.
“So what is your schedule for all this,” Dayl asked moaning lowly, threading her hands through his short brown hair and pulling his face against her dripping cunt even harder, her legs quivering with the first hints of a coming orgasm.
“I got my shot this morning, right after they told me. Unless anything changes, I will be there for three days the middle of next week.”
“I envy her...I wish my turn...would come up...in the lottery...sometime...soon,” Dayl stammered between moans.
“Don't worry, your turn will come,” Ben told her gently giving her a warm hug as their climaxes ebbed away, “and you know there's practically no chance it will be me in any case.”
“Yeah, I know,” she said somewhat dejectedly. “Do you mind if Steph and Cal and my Dad and his new girlfriend come over while your away?”
“Not at all, in fact, invite them over tomorrow night and we can celebrate.”
“But you...you won't be sterile...after your shot,” Dayl murmured mournfully.
“So? You and Steph and what's her name will still be and Cal and your Dad and I can't get each other pregnant no matter how many times we fuck each other in the ass the way you girls like to watch so much. Do you think his newest lover likes pussies and different cocks as much as your Dad?”
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Three days later, Ben stood outside the door to Bailey's classroom, having arrived much earlier than he was expected. He opened the door and slipped into the first seat he could find at the back of the classroom, smiling and putting his finger to his lips to signal her to continue her lesson without interruption.
After the last of her ten year old students filed out of the classroom, Bailey walked over to him with her hand extended. He stood and tried to smile warmly, the nervousness they both felt obvious.
“You must be Ben,” she said to him, “I wasn't expecting to meet you here.”
“Oh I thought if we had a chance to chat a little first in a public place, it might help me be a lot less nervous,” he chuckled, blushing slightly.
“That's very...um...very thoughtful,” she smiled warmly and motioned him toward the door. “There's a microbrewery just around the corner that serves a decent pale ale.”
As they walked to the bar, Bailey told him a little about herself and asked him a few questions. He glanced over at her, figuring she was about the same height as Dayl and a little pudgier, with round firm hips and fairly ponderous tits that swayed freely with every step under her light green coverall. Like Dayl, Bailey had a vague remembrance of his companion from school.
“So how do we go about doing this” Ben asked her after they sat at a small table with their drinks, “this is my first lottery and wouldn't want to do anything that might offend or upset you.”
“It's my first time too,” she admitted, looking at him shyly but with a wry smile, “but my mother told me the usual process is to take you back to my place. CLARE excused me from teaching for the next three days since my most fertile part of this month started this morning. I guess we just fuck until we can't for the next three days. So if you're ready, let's go get started.”
They walked about half a kilometer to a five story apartment building, much like all the others in the core. Her place was on the second floor so they walked up instead of waiting for the elevators. As he stepped into the apartment, Ben stopped short, seeing an older naked woman rising from a sofa.
“Ben, this is my mother and companion, Leah,” Bailey introduced him, before turning to present him to her mother as she stripped off her own coverall.
Leah stepped closer, appraising him as closely, as he was her, as she approached before shaking his hand. She was a little shorter and skinnier than her daughter, with perky tits the size of lemons sliced in half topped with already hard pea like nipples.
Seeing Bailey remove her jumpsuit, with no bra or panties on underneath, Ben swiftly did the same, his quickly stiffening dick popping out in front of him. Nudity was common in the core except where a work assignment required the standard, color coded coveralls. Almost everyone stayed comfortably naked inside their homes with only a brave few doing so outside even though there was no prohibition against public nudity. Both Leah and Bailey grinned without saying a word and he suspected they might be two of those few.
Bailey asked Ben if there was something he would like to drink then turned and went to their small kitchen to retrieve cold beers for all three of them. Ben admired her full round ass swaying seductively as she walked and the way her pussy slit gaped open slightly beneath her puckered asshole when she bent forward to retrieve the beers from the refrigerator.
He also took the chance to glance around the small apartment, very much like the one he shared with Dayl...including the single bed in the only bedroom without a door. He was supposed to have sex with Bailey for the next three days, as often as they could manage, to insure she was impregnated. No one mentioned another woman...let alone Bailey's own mother. He had assumed, apparently incorrectly, that if Bailey had a companion, that person would go elsewhere during the three days he was to be there.
Casual sex among the crew was the norm...men and women..women and women...men and men...and quite often threesomes...and every conceivable combination of more. It was not unheard of for public orgies open to all interested to take place in one of the many parks dotting the interior of the core. Except for those chosen in the pregnancy lottery at any given time, everyone was kept infertile and disease free, a situation the AI took great pains to maintain.
While he had no problem sharing a bed and his cock with two women as he often did with Dayl and her best friend Steph among others, this was a completely different situation. He sat next to Bailey on the couch while Leah got in another chair with her right leg curled under her, casually exposing her smooth hairless pussy and their slightly dangling lips. They chatted amicably for a while, and two more rounds of beer, before Ben felt comfortable enough to broach the subject the three of them were dancing around.
“Do you have some idea how this is supposed to work?” he asked, glancing back and forth from Bailey to her mother.
Both Leah and Bailey giggled and took another drink of their beers before responding, with Leah starting.
“Well, it's been a while since I was in the lottery and conceived Bailey but...as I recall how this works, you...the guy...get your cock nice and hard and slide it into her...the girl...in that lovely tight warm hole in the gash between her legs,” Leah laughed while idly tweaking her left nipple in two fingers. “Then after a while, you...the guy...shoot your creamy semen into her...the girl...and the little sperms swim around inside her until they find her eggs and make a baby. That hasn't changed in the past twenty some years has it?”
Bailey was muffling her own laughter with the back of one hand as her mother spoke and fondling her right nipple with the other. Then, she put her hand on Ben's arm, giving him a gentle squeeze.
“Don't pay her any attention,” Bailey explained to him, “she's just trying to get you flustered.”
“Oh, I figured the mechanics part out already...you know, the eggs and sperm swimming around stuff...after all I am an engineer,” Ben chuckled, placing a hand on Bailey's thigh close enough that his little finger brushed across the side of her warm puffy mons and she didn't pull away, “but I was wondering how you fit into this situation, Leah.”
“I think it might be more correct to think in terms of how you fit into me,” Leah grinned, straightening out her legs and spreading her thighs, giving him an unobstructed look at her smooth gaping pussy. “While you are getting my little girl pregnant, I expect you to also satisfy me as much as you can and play with us both together. After all, we are companions and lovers as well as mother and daughter.”
Ben took a deep swig of his beer and looked back and forth at them both, a bright smile growing on his face. Incest was not taboo on the ship so he didn't think twice about their ongoing relationship. When Bailey reached over and wrapped her hand around the base of his hardening dick, Leah rose, extended her hand and led them to the bedroom.
It turned out, Leah got really aroused telling them what to do.
She had Bailey lay on her back on the bed with her legs pulled up and spread wide. Then, after giving Ben's dick a few rough strokes, she guide his cock into her daughter's waiting pussy with one hand, fingering herself with the other while crudely and explicitly instructing him to pound Bailey's cunt hard and fast to fill her with his cum.
Ben didn't hold out long feeling Bailey's tight cunt canal clenching his cock the first time while watching her mother fingering herself furiously to a sloppy wet orgasm above Bailey's head. He grunted his first load of cum into Bailey's cunt after just a few moments and certainly long before she was anywhere near her own initial climax.
Leah groaned her own orgasm hearing and watching Ben fill Bailey's cunt with his warm creamy cum. When he pulled out, Leah pulled Bailey's legs even further back over her head and leaned forward to suck her daughter's protruding clit. Bailey screamed her climax, her first orgasm erupting with a flood of juices squirting on Leah's face.
When she saw Ben was still hard, Leah motioned him over and had Bailey flip on to her hands and knees. Then Leah again guided his cock into her daughter's swollen pussy, this time as he mounted her from behind. While Ben was able to continuing pounding Bailey's pussy repeatedly since he had just cum, she never quite came down from the orgasm her mother first gave her. Bailey moaned and shrieked, cumming over and over as Ben kept filling her and Leah fondled her daughter's engorged clit and erect nipples.
When he could hold back no longer, Ben's body tensed, his back arched and he let out a loud grunt as his cum poured deep into Bailey warm sticky cunt canal again. When he finished, he rolled to the side on his back, his deflating cock coated with the residue of his cum and Bailey's pussy juices. Leah dove down between her daughter's thighs, licking up the cum leaking out of her pussy slit and sucking Bailey's clit until she shrieked two more orgasms.
While Ben and Bailey lay breathing raggedly with their hearts racing, Leah idly fondled Ben's flaccid dick and fingered her own pussy. After she brought herself to another climax, she climbed off the bed and urged them to go in the other room while she made dinner.
Over dinner, Bailey and Leah confessed they had planned the way things would go during Ben's impregnation visit. They both admitted to mostly preferring to play with other women for recreational sex. Since he would be there for three full days, Leah wanted to take full advantage of a young virile cock for the benefit of her daughter getting pregnant but also for herself without the need to search someone out.
Now that Ben was brought in on the plan, he readily agreed to do as much as he possibly could for both of them. For the next three days, they never left the apartment. Ben was pleased to fuck Leah in both her ass and pussy, always right after he first filled Bailey's cunt with his sperm. In turn, they were more than pleased to get him aroused as quickly as they could by sucking him together or bringing each other to repeated orgasms with their tongues and fingers and toys for his viewing pleasure. Leah was particular happy to learn Ben enjoyed having his ass fucked, so they took turns using a strap-on in him while he brought her or Bailey to a shrieking orgasm with his fingers and tongue and cock.
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“So how soon will you know?” Ben asked Bailey as they lay entangled with Leah on the third day.
“CLARE said I need to get a test in three weeks that will tell me if I am pregnant,” Bailey told him, her head on his stomach close enough she could brush the tip of her tongue across the soft head of his deflated cock, “and sometime after that I'll find out the sex if I'm pregnant.”
“Then what happens?” Ben asked, not sure what role if any she expected him to play in the life of a child he may have helped conceive.
“Regardless of sex, the baby stays with me to breast feed for up to six months. If it's a girl, she'll stay with me until she's at least eighteen and can move into her own place if she so desires. If it's a boy, you will raise him. In either case, we are both expected to have a role in the child's life.”
Ben understood the role a parent played in the raising of a child on the ship. He, like everyone else, went through the same process since the last original adult crew member passed away about twenty years before. He kind of hoped for a girl, since once she was eighteen, the mores of the ship meant he could play with her in the same way as any other grown male or female. Something about sliding his dick into, and cumming inside, the cunt of a woman that came from that very same cock and sperm really aroused him in a strange way he couldn't explain.
The fourth morning, after fucking both Bailey and Leah one last time, he put his orange coveralls on and went back to work until returning to the apartment he shared with Dayl at the end of his shift. She, her best friend Steph, her companion Cal and Dayl's father and an eighteen year old girl named Ruby, were waiting for him with several bottles of a decent wine and a cake lewdly decorated with a hard cock plunging into a hairy pussy.
They wanted to know every detail of what happened and, when he told them about Leah, suggested perhaps the two of them would like to get together with the four or six of them sometime just for fun. Dayl squealed in delight when Ben gave her a small plastic baggie with a tuft of light brown hair...the one he snipped from Bailey's pussy with her complete agreement after he told her of Dayl's curiosity.
Bailey had a baby girl nine months later, naming her Bentley, the closest name she could think of to Ben. Ben continued visiting regularly, spending time with Bailey and Leah as well as his growing daughter.
A few months later, Dayl's name came up in the pregnancy lottery. She was matched with a very laid back guy who worked in the hydroponic gardens. Ben gave them privacy, spending the three days with Steph and Cal.
Bentley moved out on her own when she could at eighteen, asking her father to help with the move. Ben stayed for the entire weekend, exploring with her all the things her mother and grandmother taught her about pleasuring herself and other women while filling in a few details for her about men.
Dayl did the same with her son and his male partner a few months later.
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