Are We There Yet Chapter 2
Are We There Yet?
(Part 2)
Year 904
Why was it always so damn cold?
It never failed, even before he could focus his eyes in the bright light, he was shivering so hard he thought some part of him might fall right off. Then, of course, he threw up...not that there was anything in his stomach...but he heaved away anyway.
Ever so slowly, the room came into focus, typically sterile and bright...always so damned bright. Two aides helped him sit up, holding on to his arms until the dizziness faded. Their hands were reassuringly warm and even through the standard white work coverall he felt the one on the right's firm tit pressing against his arm.
“How long?” he croaked to no one in particular.
“Thirty seven years, eight months, twenty two days, four hours, forty two minutes and fifteen seconds...give or take,” CLARE's husky female voice said with what sounded like a smirk from everywhere around him. “Definitely the longest stint so far.”
“Any...did anyone...else...make it?” he stammered, his knees buckling as the two aides helped him stand upright.
“Ashley was the only survivor,” CLARE told him dispassionately, “and she's now physically seven years older than you. Mara and Mira will help you through the rest of the reorientation process and we can all talk later.”
For the past two hundred years, CLARE had experimented with developing a stasis process that could preserve essential crew members to the end of the voyage. Rod had survived four immersions, totaling over ninety years. Ashley was second with the same number but ten total years less in stasis. None of the other volunteer subjects survived.
Taking their time, the two female aides who looked barely out of their teens led him to a tiled shower room. He was already naked and they casually dropped their coveralls to reveal their taut young totally hairless bodies. They looked like identical twins in every detail of their lithe bodies, matching each other perfectly...from their height and weight...to the size and shape of their perfectly pert tits...and protruding mounds with smooth pussy lips. In the back of his mind, Rod wondered if they were clones...not that it really mattered.
Rod wanted to ask which was Mara and which Mira but figured there was no point. He wouldn't be able to tell them apart in any case and it was of no consequence. If they were like the other girls that met him every other time he came out of immersion, they were there to help him in any way he needed and please him in anyway he desired.
And after nearly thirty eight years, he had the mother of all morning woodies.
Both girls giggled as they stepped into the tiled shower with him, standing on either side and soaping his body seductively in almost choreographed movements. They worked their way down his body in unison, letting the warm water wash over him falling to their knees as their soft hands massaged every centimeter of his skin.
As his strength and awareness returned, Rod playfully groped and fondled both girls. For their part, they would change their position in whatever way made it easier for him to touch and probe their luscious willing bodies.
Both girls rolled their eyes up to look at him when their hands reached his throbbing cock and full dangling ball sac. He groaned and leaned back against the wall as one wrapped her hands around the base of his rigid dick and the other licked the tip before sucking him into her mouth. The other followed, with them taking turns sucking him in as far as he could go down their throats or licking the length of his dick together slowly, their tongues lashing each other as much as his throbbing shaft.
When he could stand it no longer, he flipped one of them around with her hands on the tiled wall and rammed his cock into her wet warm cunt. The other one fondled his balls and kissed his neck and ears passionately until his cum erupted in the first girl's cunt as she shrieked her own climax.
Rod was hardly done with a single orgasm. He turned and picked the other girl up and, as she wrapped her legs around his waist and rammed her tongue into his mouth, lowered her down on his still erect dick. She slammed her cunt down on his dick hard and fast, her pert tits crushing again his chest, her tongue practically strangling him in his mouth. Her sister, recovered from her own orgasm, reached between them to finger the other's clit until she moaned, her body tensed and she sucked his second load of cum into her with her convulsing cunt. By the time they finished the shower and Mara and Mira gently dried him, he was half hard again and starving.
“CLARE, are you listening?” Rod asked, not seeing any uniform coveralls anywhere after he was dry. “Where are my clothes?”
“I'm always listening and clothes are not necessary, Rod,” the sultry disembodied voice of the AI told him, “your girls will take you for some refreshment and then rest. Tomorrow you and Ashley and I will discuss the future of the project.”
The girls giggled again, failing badly to disguise their amusement behind their hands. Then they each locked an arm in his and led him down an unfamiliar hallway. After making several turns in the sterile hall, and not encountering another person, the girls stopped him in front of a door that automatically slid open.
Beyond was a well appointed lounge with sofas and chairs spaced around a number of low tables. The only other occupants of the room were a man and woman who were looking at a large screen that showed the space through which the ship currently traveled on a screen filling one wall. Hearing the door open, the couple turned, the look of surprise on the woman's face matching Rod's.
“Rod?” the woman called out upon seeing him.
“Ashley?” he responded, taking a few steps in her direction
She was half way to him before they both noticed the other was naked. They had known each other over more years than any humans before because of the stasis experiments, yet both looked like they were in their thirties.
Ashley stopped a few feet in front of him, blushing slightly while not hiding the way she was appraising his naked hairless body, his half hard six inch cock visibly stiffening. For his part, Rod had only rarely seen Ashley naked before, just prior to immersion usually, and was mesmerized by her large sagging tits, round ass and neatly trimmed triangle of light brown hair above a prominent mound. When they started the experiment, she was ten years his junior and now definitely look eight to ten years older than him.
After an awkward pause, she stepped close to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and crushing her tits and erect nipples into his chest with a warm tight hug. Mara and Mira simply stood off to one side, chatting amicably with the older man who had been sitting with Ashley. After a few moments, Rod broke off the hug, taking a step back to get a better look at her.
“Things have changed a lot around here since you were last...um...awake,” she said softly, blushing slightly seeing his eyes roaming her naked body. “Come, sit and I'll bring you up to date.”
She turned to return to her seat and almost bumped into the older man who was grinning broadly. Rod thought he looked vaguely familiar but couldn't place him.
“Oh, Rod, I don't imagine you recognize him...but this is my son, Jordan,” she said cheerfully as the man casually wrapped his arm around her shoulder with the tips of his fingers brushing across Ashley's stiff right nipple. “He was barely twelve when we last went into immersion.”
A quick calculation in Rod's head told him Ashley must then be nearly forty...and her son closer to fifty...in physical terms anyway. He shook his head trying to grasp that concept as he sat down. His twins brought everyone a drink that tasted like a fine wine before sitting on either side of Rod, each of them tenderly squeezing the inside of his thighs. The twins made no effort to conceal their evident lust, nor the crusty cum coating both of their indolently spread open inner thighs.
Ashley sat across from him and the twins, her knees offhandedly splayed open, nuzzling up under her son's arm with his hand fondling her stiff right nipple and her fingers loosely wrapped around the base of his thin uncut five and a half inch dick. Rod couldn't help but notice the glistening pink inner folds of her slightly gaping pussy. When Rod started to ask her some questions, she sighed and explained to him how things had changed since he was last awake.
“You know the people on the ship were always pretty casual about sex, especially since CLARE tightly controlled the fertility and disease issues,” she began, squirming slightly when Jordan lightly pulled her nipple. “Well lately, the last decade or so anyway, things have become even more...er...shall we say...open minded. Nudity is now the rule rather than the exception in almost every circumstance and casual open sexual displays are encouraged. Jordan is more than my son to me now, he's also my companion and lover.”
“CLARE said the others didn't make it,” Rod responded after a moment, trying to absorb everything and realizing Jordan's father was one of those, “so I can understand you falling back on the last known connection to the past.”
The longer they talked, the more the twins fondled and teased him. He was slightly embarrassed when his cock stiffened in front of Ashley but she didn't seem to mind. In fact, her smile brightened the harder he became. Her own hand started stroking Jordan's stiff dick, brushing off the increasingly more frequent drops of his precum that bubbled to the tip with her thumb.
Then one of the twins got off the sofa, dropped to her knees between Rod's thighs and took his cock into her mouth. As she bobbed her head up and down, taking his cock as deep as he could go in her throat, Ashley let out a low whimper, stood and lowered herself down while her son guided his dick into her, disappearing completely into her cunt. She leaned back and beckoned the other twin closer. Which ever one it was grinned happily and knelt between Jordan and Ashley's thighs, licking Ashley's clit and Jordan's cock and balls as he pumped in and out of his mother and Ashley moaned her building climax.
As Rod felt another orgasm growing in his balls, he picked up the twin's face and had her slide down on his cock the way Ashley was doing with Jordan. Seeing them change position, the other twin returned to lick her sister's clit and Rod's throbbing cock and balls. Rod's cum erupted inside the one twin just moments before Jordan grunted his sperm into his mother.
Both men slumped down, their hearts racing as the last vestiges of their orgasms ebbed away. The twins grinned at each other then laid Ashley on the low table between the couches, with one hungrily licking her cunt and sucking her clit while the other straddled her face until both of them groaned their own climaxes. The twin who had not yet cum then sprawled on the sofa next to Jordan while her sister licked and fingered her to her own climax.
“I told you things have changed around here,” Ashley told Rod, sitting between him and Jordan, idly fondling both their cocks and balls watching the twins, “and I do hope you approve since I have missed your cock in my mouth and cunt since that one time during training...damn...close to a hundred years ago now.”
They had a couple more drinks before Ashley invited Rod and the twins to join her and Jordan in their nearby quarters. Given all that happened since he awakened, Rod readily agreed, walking arm in arm with Ashley as they followed Jordan and the twins, the three of them gleefully groping each other the entire time. Besides, he had no idea where his own quarters were at that point and didn't want to give CLARE the satisfaction by asking.
Jordan surprised Rod after they entered the apartment. At Ashley's urging, and the twins obvious delight, Jordan dropped to his knees in front of Rod and looked up.
“May I suck your cock, Rod,” he pleaded softly, his eyes alight with lust, “and after you fill my mouth and throat, you are more than welcome to fill my ass and bowels whenever you want too.”
Rod looked around, seeing the three women giggling, nodding their approval and fingering their own pussies. He grinned down at Ashley's son, smiled and placed his hands on the back of Jordan's head. The man who appeared at least twenty years Rod's senior yet was more than a century younger, slowly wrapped his lips around the throbbing head of Rod's dick, bobbing up and down until the head of his shaft punched against the side of Jordan's throat.
Ashley moaned another orgasm, soaking one of the twin's face when her pussy juices erupted as she watched her son sputter and gag, struggling to breathe as Rod's sticky cum gushed into his throat. Before they finally fell into an exhausted sleep, Jordan and Rod both fucked each of the the women and each other while the twins and Ashley brought each other to one climax after another.
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As he suspected, the next morning CLARE told Rod and Ashley the experiment was over. The survival rate was not acceptable, so the AI decided to continue a different experiment of breeding in the necessary traits the AI wanted so the colony's leaders would be thoroughly prepared when they reached their final destination.
“What about us then?” Ashley asked, her hand tightening on Jordan's cock under the conference table.
“You and Rod have given more than most to this expedition,” CLARE replied in her sultry voice, “so I will not require you to serve any longer. You are free to participate or not in whatever activities you wish. You can keep the quarters you have now or move back into the core.”
“What about these girls?” Rod asked, nodding his head toward the twins sitting on either side of him with their hands on his dick.
“Your daughters are free to live with you as long as everyone agrees,” CLARE answered him, “and you can choose to do as little or as much elsewhere in the ship like Ashley.”
“My...my...daughters?” Rod sputtered, looking back and forth at the giggling young girls.
“I guess no one bothered to give you those details,” CLARE continued in the same unemotional voice, “but I started a new experiment fertilizing eggs and raising the resulting children to adulthood in what is essentially a cocoon thirty years ago. Your banked sperm and Ashley's eggs conceived Mara and Mira. The experiment was so successful, it will be the focus of research here for some time to come.”
Rod sat in a daze, not fully appreciating what the AI was telling him. The girls giggled again and leaned forward to kiss both of his cheeks.
“Oh, Daddy, we are going to have so much fun,” the one on his right told him happily.
“And you haven't even heard the best part yet,” the other one added, giving his dick a gentle squeeze.
“Best part...what does that mean?” he asked in bewilderment, not sure if he should be aroused or appalled.
“I made some adjustments to their DNA, genes and fertility,” CLARE chimed in as the girls hugged him tightly, their grapefruit sized tits pressing into his sides. “You can safely have two healthy babies with each of them, starting whenever you want...even as soon as today.”
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Year 1240
Rae was in a rage, storming back and forth in front of the line of her cowered assistants as she loudly, and quite profanely berated them, complaining about everything imaginable. It wasn't really their fault but the failed probes were gone but they were there...so they stood taking the brunt of the vulgar verbal beating until Rae finally slowed down.
Since breaking out of Sol's heliosphere, CLARE routinely sent out probes in advance of the ship. Those probes served as an early warning system if the ship was approaching an object too big for the shell and defensive systems to handle.
The probes were specifically designed and built for high acceleration. Given the speed of the ship at the time, firing one of the probes from the specifically designed rail gun system on the surface brought it to a healthy fraction of the speed of light. When a probe finally got so far ahead of the ship the transmission was delayed by more than thirty minutes, CLARE sent another after it, thus maintaining a constantly increasing stream of information about the path ahead. If some object required the ship to change course even in the slightest, CLARE needed as much advance notice as possible since it took quite a long time to make the slightest change in direction.
The last two probes sent had gone silent for unknown reasons immediately after launch, blinding CLARE to some extent and eliciting Rae's rage. The situation was not yet critical but a couple of more failures spelled real danger.
The flush of anger finally drained from Rae's face. She started assigning specific tasks to the group of technicians, stopping when she got to the end of the line and looking quizzically at Tess, her newest trainee.
“And you are?” she asked without a flicker of recognition in her eyes.
“Tess,” the young girl replied, “I was just assigned here.”
“Oh...OK,” she replied uncertainly, before turning and pointing to a short man talking to some others a few feet away, “go work with Joel.”
Tess stepped closer to Joel, waiting a moment before he turned to look at her. He seemed like a pleasant enough guy, short and stocky with a shaved head. Tess, who was constantly horny, immediately wondered if he was shaved above his cock and balls as well, figuring confidently she would know for sure by the end of the week. Tess had yet to meet a man she wouldn't fuck, certainly not one who didn't want to fuck her once she set her mind and pussy on the use of his cock
Joel turned to look her over when she introduced herself. She was obviously young, with flaming red hair and mesmerizing green eyes. Her light gray trainee coverall hung loosely on her body, enough for Joel to surmise she didn't have much in the way of tits or an ass.
Finishing up his conversation with the others, he showed her to a work station near his own and assigned her some tedious tasks related to the probe problem, more as busy work than anything. That turned out to be a fortuitous decision.
While Tess was so sexually high strung she could barely breathe without giving herself a low grade orgasm, she had an incredible eye for detail. Her third day on the job, she noticed a seemingly minor deviation from CLARE's designed schematics in the two latest probe's production process, literally the change in color codes of one small wire feeding the guidance system.
Rae practically broke the girl's back hugging her so hard when she realized that was the problem. A minor correction in the automated construction of the probes corrected the issue.
To celebrate, Rae invited the entire engineering crew under her command to party at a lounge she had set aside just for them. For Tess, who also happened to be the guest of honor, it was a chance to enjoy new cocks and pussies. She had every intention of taking full advantage.
Tess made a point of being a bit more than fashionably late to the party. Since she could invite a guest, she asked her good friend, and off and on again lover, Myla, to accompany her. Myla was almost as insatiable as Tess and together they entered the room like a sexual hurricane. She figured if the others had a chance to get a few drinks in them before she and Myla made their entrance, the faster the two of them could be enjoying the available cocks and pussies.
She was, of course, completely correct.
The two young women stopped at the doorway for a moment before grinning at each other and walking in. As their presence became known throughout the large room, the buzz of conversation slowly fell to a low murmur. Tess and Myla were not totally naked as were a few men and women around the room but may as well have been.
Tess wore a tank top cut up the sides so that basically it was a front and back flap that ended right where her pussy and thighs met. It hung so loosely, her tiny conical tits with their bright pink nipples flopped out on both sides. The puff of her neatly trimmed pussy hair, matching that on her head, was visible from either side.
Myla wore even less, just two pasties that barely covered her nipples but not the edges of her substantial dark areolas. A tiny piece of mesh fabric held up with a thin string around her waist, and disappeared entirely between her firm round ass cheeks, simply emphasized the dark slit going down between her legs, pointed to by the arrowhead shaped trim of her black pussy hair.
After staring at the two of them for a moment, the crowd burst into applause as Tess and Myla made their way to the tables covered with food and drink. More than one hand shot out to fondle their asses and tits as they passed and both girls didn't hesitate to reach out to feel any exposed cock or tit or pussy.
Rae met them near the middle of the room, smiling happily as Tess introduced Myla. In turn, Rae presented two naked men to them who looked to be in their mid twenties as essentially her boy toys. While Rae was still partially dressed, her coverall was unzipped nearly to her waist and her huge sagging tits barely managed to stay contained by the fabric.
One of her boys slipped an arm around Rae from behind and openly fondled her right nipple inside her coverall. Tess grinned and slipped her hand over Rae's other tit. After a moment's hesitation, Rae smiled back and looked around the room and her people crowded around them.
“What the fuck people,” she screamed out sliding her hand up between Tess' legs, “this party is officially started...so get your asses naked and humping.”
Rae's other boy picked up Tess from behind, his strong hands under her thighs, holding them open for Rae. The woman in her mid fifties grinned wolfishly before stepping closer and ramming three fingers into Tess' cunt and rubbing her clit with a thumb. As her boy toy held Tess, Rae fingered her to two quick orgasms before motioning him to put her down.
When he did, and with a nod from Rae, he simply bent Tess forward at the waist and slammed his thick cock into her, pumping her hard and fast until she shrieked again and his warm gooey cum gushed into her cunt. Tess looked over to see the other boy toy ramming his cock between Rae's fat ass cheeks, not sure if he was fucking her pussy or asshole.
All around them, everyone was either pairing up with another or joining into threesomes and moresomes. As soon as Tess regained her breath after cumming with the boy toy, she looked around for Myla. She found her a few moments later, riding some guy's cock in her cunt with two more dicks in her mouth together. When she spied Tess, Myla smiled with her eyes, followed by a gusher of creamy cum shooting out from around the cocks in her mouth.
The orgy went on until everyone there was spent. In ones and twos and more, they drifted away to get some sleep or continue more privately. Rae found Tess while she was on her hands and knees with a woman licking her clit from below while Joel rhythmically fucked her pussy.
“Care to spend the night with me and my boys?” the older heavy set woman asked, standing in front of Tess as her little tits swayed back and forth with every one of Joel's thrusts. “My daughter stopped by a few minutes ago with her current squeezes looking for more play.”
“Sure,” Tess replied, her thighs trembling as another orgasm rippled through her body with Joel's cum gushing into her cunt. “Did you say squeezes...as in two or more?”
“Only two right now,” Rae laughed, pinching an erect nipple with one hand and fingering her clit with the other, “but something she learned from me that having at least two readily available at all times makes for more intense orgasms all around.”
“OK, let's find Myla and get going,” Tess said as she got to her feet with a steady flow of cum and pussy juices oozing from her pussy while the woman who had been licking her simply took Joel's glistening cock into her mouth.
Myla finished off the woman she was licking and fingering to join Rae and her boy toys. They walked a short way before turning into an apartment much like every other one in the core. A woman about Tess' mother's age sat on a sofa between two guys who barely looked old enough to shave, the three of them laughing as they drank beer.
After introducing her daughter, Rachel, to Tess and Myla, Rae leaned over to kiss both boys passionately, fondling their dicks as they pulled and pinched her tits. At the same time, one of Rae's boy toys stepped closer, pulling Rachel up to stand between them, kissing and groping her as she went back and forth between them.
“Hi, Mom,” one of the boy toys said to Rachel as she took his dick in her hand and he fingered her clit, “we were wondering if you would make the party.”
Myla and Tess looked at each other in surprise. Mothers and sons or daughters having sexual relationships were hardly unheard of on the ship but that the boy toys were also Rae's grandsons immediately added a level of taboo to the gathering that turned them both on immensely. After a few moments, Rae took Rachel by the hand and led her to the bedroom where they climbed on the bed and began licking and fingering each other's pussies.
“Oh I do so like family affairs,” Myla cooed lustily, taking a cock in each hand before dropping on her knees and wrapping her lips around both together.
“So let me get this straight,” Tess murmured, shuddering as one of the guys slowly rammed two fingers into her pussy and one into her asshole, “all you guys are related.”
“Yeah,” one of Rae's boy toys told her as he slapped her lips with the tip of his cock, “Rachel is our mother and the aunt of the other guys, her sister's sons.”
“Mmm...nice that you guys all stayed together like that,” Tess hummed on that guy's throbbing cock as the other one probed her asshole, “me and Myla only got to fuck our own fathers one time, together on each of our eighteenth birthdays.”
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