Sexship
Copyright© 2025 by Steven Jay
Chapter 6
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 6 - A tale of a future starship where everyone is nude and men are always erect and men and women fuck openly and freely, and all the time.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Science Fiction Space Group Sex Orgy Double Penetration Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Pegging Squirting Voyeurism Public Sex Nudism
As I headed towards the Captain’s quarters, I passed by the mess hall. Through the window, I saw Hannah sitting at a table, sipping coffee and chatting animatedly with a group of officers. She caught my eye and smiled, a mischievous glint in her eye as she licked her lips suggestively.
Arriving at the Captain’s door, I signaled and waited for permission to enter.
“Enter” the captain’s voice called out. Amanda sat on the couch, naked and gorgeous of course. I joined her and we discussed her concerns with the jump, while she caressed my cock and I stroked her breasts and played with her cunt. I mentioned my discussion of the crystals and the captain was assuaged but still worried “Maybe that will help but I’ll still have Emma review the jump calculations after the repolishing but before we jump. We just have to make the right jump for the rendezvous with Admiral Li.” Just then, a tone sounded and Hannah Nissim’s voice requested permission to enter.
“Please come in Lieutenant. Sit on the couch next to Steve ... oh, Steve, one item I know will interest you as a history buff—a news channel item came in that they discovered a cache of old clothes on Earth—dating back to the 20th century, maybe the 19th.” Hannah asked, with a confused look on her face, “clothes? what are clothes?”
Captain Amanda raised an eyebrow at Hannah’s confusion, a fond smile playing on her lips despite her earlier worries. “Clothes, dear, were swaths of fabric, or in early times, skins, worn by humans in the distant past to cover their bodies. It’s hard to believe, I know, but people used to wear such things to conceal their most intimate areas.” She gestured for Hannah to sit, her hand trailing teasingly along my thigh as she did. “Isn’t that fascinating, Steve? A glimpse into a world so different from our own. I wonder what other surprises those old caches might hold.”
Hannah settled onto the couch beside me, her smooth skin brushing against mine. She tilted her head curiously, processing this new information. “So these ‘clothes’, they didn’t enhance pleasure or facilitate mating rituals? How primitive!”
“Well,” I said, “in the Past Days people did need to protect themselves against the weather and other hazards—they didn’t have force fields for protection or weather control. And they thought it taboo to reveal your bodies, especially for women who might arouse men; no one was supposed to have sex until they married.”