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Chapter 16: Goldheart
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 16: Goldheart - The Sawbuck family lives on Lupina, the famous ‘Nude Planet’. It’s too warm to wear much in the way of clothing, and Lupina has a very liberal social and sexual lifestyle. Learn more about Mom, Dad, and their three teenaged children. This is part of the Nude Planet universe.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Romantic Fiction Science Fiction Space Incest Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Swinging Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism Oral Sex Voyeurism Public Sex Nudism
The remainder of the trip to Goldheart was a sex addict’s dream cruise. Jonathan and Korona spent the evening with Sarah and Thomas before heading back to their cabin well after midnight. They cleaned up and went to sleep. It was late the next morning when they woke up, with Jonathan on his back and Korona half draped over him. He woke to the pleasant sensation of his wife gently stroking his morning erection. “That feels very nice,” he said, smiling at her.
“I was wondering if you were revived enough from last night for some morning glory?” Korona replied.
He smiled. “We bent it last night, but we didn’t break it. Not sure about Thomas, though. He had at least as much fun as I did.”
“So is this what we are going to be doing for the next few days?”
“You ask that like it’s a bad idea.” Jonathan laughed as he looked at his wife, who returned a dry smile. “The quick answer is, ‘Yes!’ This isn’t like a vacation back home. We are totally out of contact with the rest of the universe until we come out of hyperspace. No emails, no messaging, no emergency requests. Aside from eating and drinking and whatever trouble you can get into around the pool, there’s not a whole lot to do until we get to Goldheart.”
“So, if we wanted to sleep late and make love all day long, that’s okay?” Korona teased. She began rubbing her thumb over his cockhead, where a few drops of pre-cum lubricated her fingers.
“Make love, screw, fuck our brains out, commit every carnal sin under the sun,” he agreed. Then he put his hand on her head, and she took the hint, moving her face to his crotch. She opened her mouth and took his cock inside. Jonathan smiled as his wife began sucking him off. “Make me cum, and then we can make hot and passionate love all morning long!”
That just gave Korona an added incentive. She began sucking his cockhead while stroking his shaft with her left hand; her right hand was between her legs warming things up for afterwards.
The teens were in their cabin snoring. They had all dragged in either very late or very early, depending on their viewpoint. Karina had spent the evening with Jake and Doria in their cabin; she had come back to the Sawbuck’s suite late. Kyle and Paul, on the other hand, had spent the evening with their new friends around the pool, only to find themselves sleeping on the grass the next morning. They found their way back to their cabin separately, but within minutes of each other.
Jonathan and Korona made love twice after she swallowed his first cum of the morning. Then they cleaned up and put fresh wraps on before heading out for lunch. They stuck their heads into the second bedroom and found their children present, snoring and disheveled but they hadn’t fucked themselves to death, so they took that as a good sign. They shook their heads in disbelief and went to find some food. They had burned a lot of calories since dinner last night.
The next two days were basically the same, with the family goofing off during the day, and then screwing their brains out after the evening mixer. The second night was designated as Formal Night, and the guests were all requested to wear their finest outfits. Korona had prepared for this by reserving spa time for herself and Karina at 1630. “We’ll meet you in the Venture Lounge off the Promenade at 1845,” said Korona. “Your outfits are in the bag in our closet.” Then she grabbed a small bag and took her daughter by the arm and headed out.
“What do you wear to a formal orgy?” asked Paul. Kyle just looked blank.
“Probably the sort of things you two wore for your competition,” said Jonathan. He motioned for his sons to follow him and went into the bedroom. They found a small bag in the closet. “This must be it.” He pulled it out and dumped it on the bed.
Inside were some black men’s wraps and matching black shoes. “That’s it?” asked Kyle.
“We don’t do a lot of formal on Lupina. My bet is your mother and sister are going to be the stars of the show, not us. I have a good idea of what she has planned, and once they show up, you could show up with a flashing neon dick and nobody will notice,” said Jonathan.
Paul scratched his head. “Not sure how you’d make your dick flash in neon. Not sure I want to see the results!”
“Should we get dressed and go find a bar?” asked Kyle.
“Sounds like a plan,” said Jonathan. “Clean up and change. We can head out at 1700.”
Korona led her daughter through Artisan Venture’s hallways to the Vitality Spa, which was next to the Polaris Lounge. A spa specialist and a beautician were waiting for them. “Welcome! Korona and Karina Sawbuck?” asked the spa specialist, whose name tag said her name was Dawn.
“I’m Korona. This is my daughter, Karina.”
Dawn smiled. “I’m Dawn, and this is Yasmina, our beautician. I showed Yasmina the holovids you took of yourself in both black and red. My understanding is that you wish to duplicate the look with Karina. Is that correct?”
“Yes and no. I brought both outfits. My thought was that I can wear the red outfit tonight and Karina can wear the black.” She tapped her macrolink and accessed the holovid display in the spa. Two holovids popped up, side by side, with Korona in the black outfit she had worn to Anthony’s on the Riverwalk in Caradoc. The red version was what she had worn to the Caradoc Deputy Mayor’s home for the fancy cocktail party. They both consisted of a sheer mini-wrap and matching high heels, accompanied by light gold chains and either black or red diamond piercings.
Dawn and Yasmina looked over the holovids and then at the two women. “This is for Formal Night, right?” asked Yasmina.
“Yes. I wore these outfits for a couple of formal events back on Lupina and they worked very well. I just need some help with makeup and stuff,” Korona answered.
“And... stuff?” asked Dawn.
Korona blushed but said, “Probably the first thing to do is an enema. Things are going to get very busy later,”
Karina blushed even brighter, but Dawn and Yasmina didn’t blink an eye. “Then we need to get started immediately, clean you both up and out. Then we can do your makeup and jewelry. Your wraps and heels will be last but very quick,” said Yasmina. She stood and went to the door. “Ladies, come with us. We are about to make some magic!”
Magic was made! Korona and Karina found their family in the Venture Lounge. The men didn’t even have to be looking in the direction of the entrance to know they had arrived, since they could hear the eyeballs clicking as they turned to face the two beautiful women entering the bar. “Holy shit!” muttered Jonathan. Paul and Kyle didn’t even say that much; they simply mumbled incoherently when the two women sauntered into the lounge.
It was quite the entrance. In addition to the high heels and sheer mini-wraps, both women had a full set of piercings, nipple, belly button, and clitoral hood, along with tiny chains that went from one piercing to another. They also had color-matched buttplugs, with a chain that dipped down between their legs, connecting their clit hood piercing to the buttplug. Yasmina had given them each a dramatic makeup package like what Korona had worn back on Lupina. Korona had told her daughter to stay by her side, and instead of joining the rest of the family, she went to the bar. “What’s a lady have to do to get a drink around here?”
Karina laughed and said, “Ladies? We’re just a pair of horny sluts!” They had practiced this ahead of time.
The bartender was somewhat disconcerted by the pair, and made them both the Drink of the Day, rum punches. Jonathan got up and went to the bar, where he kissed his daughter chastely, and his wife warmly. “Very impressive. Very impressive. Now, do you want to join the rest of us, or are you two planning to go crazy during dinner?”
“No on one, yes on two,” answered Korona. She reached down and slipped a hand inside her husband’s wrap. His cock was already hard; she got him almost to the point of ejaculation before she pulled her hand back. “You guys can go to the table, and we’ll be along as soon as we finish our drinks. We want to make an appropriate entrance.”
Karina sipped her drink. It was her second, since they had ordered a round from the Polaris Lounge during their makeover. “Don’t worry, Daddy. We won’t embarrass you. We’ll scandalize you!”
Jonathan rolled his eyes and looked at the twins. “Let’s go.” He turned to the grinning bartender and said, “Give those two another round. I am washing my hands of them. You’d better warn Security.”
The bartender laughed as the three men in black wraps and shoes left the bar. He waited on the two gorgeous women and offered to escort them to dinner, but they just laughed. They finished their drinks and picked up the new round and headed out. They needed to take care as they took the grav lift down to the Main Dining Room.
As they entered the Main Dining Room, they were intercepted by a smiling woman wearing the uniform of an officer. “Excuse me, but can I ask a question?”
Korona smiled and said, “Sure.” They had already been questioned as to where they got their jewelry and chains.
“Would you be interested in participating in our Formal Night Beauty Contest? You both look gorgeous in those outfits!”
Korona blushed but demurred. “I don’t think so.” A beauty contest?
Karina reacted differently. “A beauty contest? Is this like the one I saw over by the kiddie pool this morning?”
“Exactly.”
“Cool!” She turned to her mother and said, “We are doing this!”
“Karina, really...”
“Don’t make me get angry, young lady. If I have to start using your middle name, you’ll be talking to Daddy next!” Karina shook a finger at her mother and then turned back to the officer. “We’ll do it!” She turned back to her mother and said, “Trust me! You’ll love it!”
Korona rolled her eyes but agreed. They were gently moved to the side, where another crew member took their names and asked a few questions.
A few minutes later, an announcer welcomed everybody to Formal Night and that before the dinner began, they would have the Formal Night Beauty Contest, “the premier Beauty Contest for ten light years in any direction!”, which got a lot of laughter. Then he called on the first contestant.
It was obvious what the criteria were for the beauty contest. First, the contestants had to be beautiful, but that wasn’t a problem. In a civilization with very advanced medical care, women didn’t have to worry about obesity, skin and muscle tone, or even complexion and hair color. Women could have the sort of figure that flattered them and looked the best in their planet’s typical attire. The plainest modern woman looked better than any Pre-Diaspora woman.
That made the most decisive factor what the contestants were wearing or not wearing. Both Korona and Karina were wearing tiny mini-wraps and stiletto heels. Another woman, a statuesque brunette, was wearing a gold large-mesh top and matching mini-skirt. One was wearing high-heeled sandals and a dragon tattoo that wove its way around her body and down her right leg, and that was all. There was a pregnant woman about five months along wearing nothing but a transparent t-shirt and shorts combo.
The contest was held on the first landing of the grand staircase between the first and second floors of the dining room in the center of the atrium. The announcer would invite a contestant out and give her first name and the planet she came from. The woman would come out and smile, wave a hand over her head and turn around a few times.
Karina went out holding her mother’s hand, dragging Korona with her. They sashayed to the center of the impromptu stage with an arm around each other’s waist and the other hand carrying a champagne flute. Then Karina took it a step further. Even though only their first names had been given out, it was obvious they were related, and Karina leaned in and kissed her mother lightly on her lips. Pulling back, she whispered, “Follow my lead.” They intertwined their arms and sipped their drinks and then lifted their glass so the other could sip from it. Finally, Karina surprised her mother by slipping a finger between Korona’s pussy lips and feeding the finger, wet with her mother’s pussy juice, to Korona. Around them, more than a few groans came from surrounding tables.
The announcer would also give a brief and salacious commentary based on the questions he had asked her before the contest started. For Karina it was, “When asked about her favorite hobby, Karina said that she wasn’t interested in athletics, just athletes, and that her current hobby was her school’s baseball team.” Korona’s answer was edited to, “Korona says her favorite position is one where her legs are spread wide and her husband is pounding her, either front or back!”
Then, after the final contestant came out, a gorgeous little redhead wearing a skirt consisting of dozens of short transparent strips hanging from a chain around her waist, there was a small commotion at the edge of the stage. The announcer, his hand to his macrolink, came out and said, “Wait! What? Another one? Ladies and gentlemen, we have a sudden change, a new contestant! We have to hold the voting until after she comes out. Please join me in welcoming our final contestant, MADISON!”
The spotlight left the contestants and focused on the right side of the ‘stage’. Suddenly a little girl aged three- or four-years-old came running out, headed towards the other side. She was smiling and grinning and waving, all the while yelling, “MOMMY!” A brunette in a transparent skirt laughed and waved back and went down on one knee, holding her arms open. The toddler ran up to her and wrapped her little arms around her mother’s neck, who stood up, laughing along with everyone else.
The announcer said, “Yes, we have the final vote from the judges! The winner of our Formal Night Beauty Contest is ... MADISON!” The dining room, on both floors, broke up in applause and laughter. The other contestants all laughed and joined in for a group photo. Then they split up and went to their regular tables for dinner with their families.
Jonathan smiled at them as they sat at their table. “Very impressive! You’re both now being investigated by the Goldheart Department of Public Morals as degenerate and wanton women.”
Korona laughed. “Not a problem, darling. You forget, we’re both Goldheart citizens. You’re the person most likely to corrupt innocent children, not us.”
Karina said, “I told you it would be fun. I saw a beauty contest around the kiddie pool with a lot of young moms. It ended the same way.”
Korona laughed. “With a ringer!”
Karina finished, “Afterwards, the announcer said that the last guy trying to judge a contest like that started the Trojan War. He, the announcer, said he wasn’t that dumb!”
Korona laughed. “You boys are on your own tonight. After dinner, Karina and I are going to have a lot of fun!”
The third day of the cruise went much like the first, with people eating, drinking, and fornicating privately and publicly all over the cruise ship. The biggest difference was that it was the final night. The cruise liner would dock the next morning early, and everybody would need to be off the ship as soon as possible.
Every passenger ship entering the Goldheart System was required to dock at the Goldheart Cruise Terminal. From there they would debark, even the passengers who were staying on their cruise liner to continue to another stop. A transshipment area would sort passengers to other ships, send them to a hotel, or send them back to their original ship to continue to its next stop. The Cruise Terminal was part of a giant port habitat with a population of over ten million. There were dozens of hotels in that part of the complex, with thousands of rooms available.
The way this was handled was that every passenger was given tags for their luggage. That night, after dinner and whatever fun was enjoyed later, the guests were to pack their luggage, put a tag on it, and put it outside their cabin door. The crew would retrieve the luggage, run it through both Artisan Venture security and Goldheart Customs, and place it in a retrieval location. Guests were warned to keep their toilet kits and any medication for that morning separate, and to pack it in a carry-on bag that they could walk off the cruise liner with.
That evening, after having some fun around the main pool, Korona and Jonathan went back to their cabin. They took out clothing for the next day, setting it on the dresser along with their toilet kits. He pulled out the luggage and they emptied everything else into one suitcase. The second they used as the carry-on the next morning. Their children all came in over the next few minutes and did the same. All the toilet kits would be tossed into the remaining suitcase. Then they put the tags on their luggage and set it outside the cabin door. All five normally slept in the nude, so they didn’t have to worry about putting dirty clothes in the carry-on.
Jonathan and Korona had a very enjoyable evening in their cabin before going to sleep. The next morning, however, they didn’t have the time for any fun and games. It was going to be a busy day. They all cleaned up and dressed before heading to the buffet for a quick breakfast. Afterwards, they went back to their cabin, packed everything into the carry-on bag, and went to their debarkation station in the theater. After that it became an exercise in hurry-up-and-wait.
They were summoned to leave at 1030 and went by grav tube to the debarkation deck. They walked off the cruise liner into a cavernous room filled with lines of luggage and a wall of Goldheart Customs kiosks. They retrieved their luggage and got into a long line that snaked through the cavern. Eventually their identities were verified by fingerprint and iris scan and checked against their passport and identity documentation. They were turned loose, and pointed towards the exit, which simply opened onto another cavernous room. Suddenly their macrolinks came alive again, only this time linked to the Goldheart network. They were directed to a line for entrance to the Goldheart System, as opposed to a transshipment area.
The Cruise Terminal was located in the middle of the Goldheart System, just inside the orbit of Kovinex, the gas giant closest to the star at the center of the system. The Kelleher Orbital Institute, on the other hand, was located in Kelleher, a massive orbital habitat located at the L4 Lagrangian Point ahead of Goldheart 3, the third airless planet in the Goldheart system, situated between the two massive asteroid belts. Kelleher was the equivalent of a province on Lupina, and the entire Kelleher complex including nearby residential and industrial habitats, had a population of twenty million.