Chapter 10: Excursion Into Perversion

This is an epic shopping SPREE! I’ve planned it a bit, over several days. Meaning, I’ve kept a running mental list of items I couldn’t find on board EROS, and recognize are needed. IN SOME CASES, ESSENTIAL! Entertainment is near top of the list!

What kind of asshole, would strand a crew, on an ship, moored at an uninhabited remote island, with no entertainment aboard? Not so much as a DVD TV?

Lou is who! Cheap cocksucker!

Laura explained Lou’s opinion and position. Everybody has smart phones now days. They download music and movies to suit individual tastes. Family theater is obsolete!

Where’s the nearest cell tower, Lou?

Thoughtless bastard.

I dialed from the hotel room I have booked and installed us in, and passed the phone to Lindsay. I knew what she would hear. Lindsay had nothing to say to “Room Service” and hangs up without speaking.

“Your kisses are intoxicating, sweetness, but careful calligraphy needs alcohol lubrication. Watch! This is how it works!”

Calling Room Service back again, I order a pitcher of Pina-Colada, and three glasses.

Sitting at the room desk provided, I pull hotel logo stationary and a pen from the drawer, and prepare to scribe. Scribble?

“Shopping List, page one. Anybody care to start!” I wait stoically.

The ladies are too lady like. Neither wishes to pre-empt the other. Or neither cares about a shopping list!

“Gina? You need clothes and a swim sut. Child sized. I’m afraid bikini choices are going to be limited and certainly not daring, in kid sizes! Sorry! Want to rattle off whatever enters your mind as extended stay necessaries? I’m taking dictation.”

Seductively, I cross my legs in a girlish fashion, and tug down my imaginary skirt hem. My clowning gets them laughing. Good! This isn’t a somber business acquisition trip. It’s shopping! And it’s supposed to be fun!

“No bikinis for me, even if they were available in my size. As skimpy as some are, I believe some actually might be my size. But, unfortunately, I need to stick with a one piece, No one has designed a bikini for a marsupial, yet!” Gina gets an ovation and encore! We all laugh uproariously. Fun, and hilarity has already begun, and before the booze even arrives! I have hopes, it will be a memorable spree!

“Are we in a hurry, Phil? The last time I had a free afternoon, was haha, never! This feels luxurious, just laying here, nothing pressing I have to do, and room service, at my beck and call, that is, if I think of anything I want. Trying as hard as I can to think of something to order! Wouldn’t it be a shame, to finally have room service, and not use it? Nothing comes to mind, there’s nothing I want! I just want to get naked, and lay here. All day!” Lindsay thinks

“Getting naked sounds good!” Gina agrees.

“Well, you ladies just go right ahead and GET naked, for all I care. While your luxuriating and relaxing and thinking of room service, would you mind jotting down a few items we need aboard EROS over the next week? Wouldn’t it be a shame to go grocery shopping and return without any provisions? I’m happy to do the actual collecting and purchasing and transporting, if I have a list.

Just a little assistance with the list! Please?”

“Is it urgent this minute?” Lindsay looks sorrowful. Gina looks ... accusatory! Am I being abusive?

Take a little time for yourselves, my darlings. I’m headed over to the big box stores. TV shopping. After I deliver the entertainment centers to the ship, I’ll zip back here, and see how you’re coming along with list making. Okay? Enjoy yourselves, kisses. Zap!

Four enormous Android TVs zapped around the world with me, my arms draped over two huge boxes on either side. Recruiting the engineers to help, the Goblin girls toted one to the bridge, one to the Galley, one remained in the Undersea Observation room, where I first deposited them, and the fanciest, most expensive, most bells and whistles, went to my room.

These purchases were charged to one of Lou’s shipping companies I own. Purchase orders faxed to the store, after I called my purchasing department. I signed the PO hard copy, and done deal. Ready to return to the Hotel. Intercepted by one of the Goblins, (I need to learn their names. Self Memo!) who recites a message from Laura. “Come to the bridge.”, I come to the bridge.

“Is there a problem, Captain Laura?” Turning the bridge into an at anchor, in harbor TV lounge, my idea, probably has encountered resistance. Surprisingly, Laura agrees! Since we will be underway very little, a multiple use for the bridge space is wise. New standing order. No TV watching on bridge underway. TV stays boxed, stuffed in an out of the way corner, until safely in harbor.

“Whether this is news to you or not, I hope it isn’t too upsetting. Your brother Will and Helena showed up, and took little Miss Sally away with them. Helena said you aren’t fit to care for the child! Said you’d agree! I could have forcibly prevented them, but lacking any instructions, and no knowledge of what you may have agreed to, I judged it best, negotiation later than violence now.”

“Thank you. Laura. Your good judgment justifies my faith again.

You made the correct decision! Thank you!”

Looking at my partial list, written while at the hotel, I notice just below the checked off TVs, some absent minded doodling. Mine.

Names.

Ninell, Antonia, Claudia, Alexandra, Luz, Julia, Extradite, Xavier, Carlita, Nana, Amaru, Regina, Fukumi. Thirteen names! Why did my subconscious select and doodle these names, from among dozens of Wills women. Why? Why did I doodle those names?

I promised, hands off Will’s women! Not accurate, I promised hands off Will’s wives. Any wives among the names? Ninell and Amaru, both special cases. Extradite and Xavier, both odd cases.

Special case Ninell, is a nine year old child. The marriage is a farce, and sexless. Not consummated.

Marrying Ninell, was a pretext, to secure for her mom Tony, Antonia, and her sisters, Claudia and Alexandra, our family’s protection. Against and from Lou’s vengeance. They’d already been multiply raped by Lou’s minions, on one occasion!

Another more obvious motive, they’re all three hot juicy ladies! Little Ninell slept safe and unmolested on her wedding night.

Her mom and sisters happily provided all the honeymoon pussy!

STAR, BULLET, ASTERISK!

Antonia, Claudia, and Alexandra like having in-laws affairs, but haven’t been entertained SINCE Ninell’s wedding!

Unless Will got some in-law’s pussy after I, he, we split? Unlikely!

They’re not WIVES! Open season! Probably desperate for dick!

Special case Amaru, is a modern reincarnation of Mama Ava’s genes. Looks exactly like original Ava did at beginning of human race, but is a different person, and a very nice person, indeed, but she is not Mama Ava returned in fleshly form.

And unfortunately, she is Will’s wife. I know, I was there. Miss her!

Wonder what ever happened to Fukumi? Not a wife.

Julia is Helena’s mom and Will’s mother-in-law, but she’s not a wife! Open season on Mom-in-law Julia! Nice lady!

Extradite and Xavier. Not legal odd wives. They’re Nuns. Not Kosher! Not Catholic either. They belong to some witchy order!There was a last minute adding of their names as wives, hastily scrawled on the back of Helena’s marriage certificate. Mainly I’ll ignore them for now, because presently, they are very pregnant with Will’s babies. Sure would like a piece of Sister Extradite again! That is one hot, uninhibited Nun! Well? Wait and see.

Luz, is Gidget’s Lady in Waiting, as Carlita is Flors. Nana is/was Flor’s and Bebe’s nurse. None of these three are wives either! Fuck with me Will, I’ll end up with the best women in your stable!

The real prize? Regina! Will’s and mine adoptive mother. Adoption papers signed, sealed, filed, and everything! All legal and proper. Steal a female from EROS with impunity, you think?

Payback is a mother fucker! I intend seducing our luscious curvaceous bodacious, audacious, salacious, Mommy! Take her away from the ranch, and from Will! Mom’s a great cook, too!

And the others on my list? As soon afterwards as I can manage!

As soon as I find time! Now, back to the hotel! Zap!

Goodness gracious! Lindsay is being fucked by a Centaur Gina!

Lindsay is nearly half hanging off the foot of the bed, moaning and writhing. The upper half of my Duende wife, Gina, is attached to the shoulders of a deer, it’s slender fore paws upon the bed, and delicate hind hooves planted on the carpeted floor! With each rapidly repeated thrust, the hind legs lean into the power of the stroke! An impressive horse phallus crams into Lindsay’s swollen and stretched pussy! Lindsay appears to be euphoric, more than content with this bestial assault! Gina certainly enjoys plowing Lindsay’s agreeable pussy! Obvious from the lustful expression on her elfin face!

Gina invites me to participate! I can’t think of any words to utter!

“Pop my deer cherry, dear! This isn’t a cock I’m fucking into Lindsay! It’s my enlarged clitoris. My juicy pussy is right behind it! Please join us? Remember the mare’s pussy? This pussy is much smaller, but winks at you the same way!”

“Sorry to disappoint girls, but I’m too startled to be aroused by this scene. I imagine the grocery list is still pending?”

“This was inevitable, my tolerant husband! Every since I saw Lindsay and Sally tribbing, I wanted to trib with Lindsay. And after we tribbed awhile, Lindsay asked how do Duende women have sex together. I’m demonstrating! One popular way shapeshifters overcome our scarcity of males, is with enormous fucking clits!”

“So, do you play the male role frequently, Gina?”

“My huge clit enthusiastically pounding inside another’s snug slick pussy, is very pleasurable to us both! I’m a popular date!”

“How often do you have sex with other Duende girls?”

“Depends on how busy we are. Some days, I find time for only two or three sessions. Other days, we orgy all day!”

“Did you have a chance to realize your desires to trib with Sally, before they kidnapped her?”

“What?” The deer centaur morphs back into my more recognizable Gina. Lindsay vocalizes her disappointment.

“I was this close! This close to cumming!” Lindsay holds up her hand, thumb and fore finger an inch apart.

“Sorry, Lindsay! Helena and Will dropped in, and absconded with our Miss Sally!” I tell. Gina is pensive, then brightens.

“Might just be for the best! Sally was becoming quite annoying!”

“Did you miss your chance? I’m assuming you wanted her”

“No dear! Sally looked me up, then I looked her up, then we stumbled into each other. Three longish sessions. I’m not despairing. I had enough of Miss Big-Ole-Pussy Sally. Do you miss feeding her?”

“Not really. I’m pissed though! Will did this, after making such an issue of hands off the womenfolk? Sneaky!”

“You’re planning revenge! Right?”

“Right! But we don’t have enough room on EROS for more bodies, unless we start hot bunking!”

“What’s hot bunking?”

“Somebody is up working, their bunkie is sleeping. When the bunkie gets up to work, the person relieved crawls into the vacated bunk to sleep. Sharing beds, turn and turn about!”

“Oh! Cozy! How about converting store rooms? Normally, a ship carries many redundant supplies and spare parts. You don’t need to. Buy what you need when and only if you need it!”

“How many store rooms of adequate size, does EROS have, you reckon?”

“At least a dozen I could name off the top of my head!” Lindsay chimes in.

“Heads? Enough of those?”

“Might need some work around, add doors to halls from former private facilities. But do-able!”

“Who you planning to kidnap first?”

“Mom! But I’ll recruit her, seduce her into volunteering to join us!”

“Seduce your Mom? Really? Pretty kinky!”

“Really, she’s my adopted Mom, and Yes! We have an existing sexual relationship. A great fuck, she’s a fabulous cook, too!”

“Too many cooks spoil the soup!” Lindsay carps.

“A relief cook gives Miss Lindsay an opportunity for some leisure! Free afternoons at hotels for room service!” I say. Lindsay grins.

“When do you go get her?” Lindsay is now anxious to meet Mom.

“After we get provisions for EROS and clothes for Gina, and make room for Mom on board.”

“What’s the plan?”

“Well, I would like to pop Gina’s little Milena young self repairing cherry a few times, while I lap up all those Lindsay juices you two churned up for me. Then, fuck the hell out of Lindsay while I suck on Gina’s itty bitty titties. No furries, please. Then maybe a little trip to Wally World. Did the Pina Colada’s arrive? I’m thirsty!”

Gina poured, we all toasted! “Room Service!”

“No furries? That eliminates you, my hairy ape!” Gina plucks at my chest hair.

“Ahyeeyah!” Pounding my chest, I throw Gina on the bed and repeatedly pop her cherry over again with vicious thrusts.

“Save me! I’m being raped bloody by a maniac gorilla! Ooh! I love it! Again please!” Gina is a bit masochistic.

“Is my soup salty enough? Not too spicy?”

Lindsay grinds her plump pussy against my face. Lindsay’s pussy is very nice whatever way it’s enjoyed, and I did enjoy her in every imaginable way. Good fuck buddies, the future promising!

Back on EROS, Gina decides and stashed her new clothes in Lindsay’s and her now shared room. Gidget is my only room mate.

Sybil and Sylvia voluntarily move in with the other Goblin girls, into a cavernous cleared out store room, adjacent to both the undersea Observation room and the engine room. Easier access for Goblin girl orgies, they explain.

Personally, I think it was very considerate of them, to give up there room for my Mom. Plans, designs, renovating store rooms into quarters, intrigue the engineers. They love projects, and are bored with watch keeping. They do both, without complaint.

Gidget and Gina keep watches with Laura on the bridge. Laura and Gidget decide to bunk up together. I’m alone in my largest stateroom! I have a connecting door to Mom’s room installed.

After a nap, I inform Laura, I’m going after Mom. Zap!

Outside Regina’s tiny, neat, and remote bungalow, I gently rap on the door, and softly call, “Mamacita?”

Rapid footsteps run to the door and Mommy flings it open.

“BABY?”

Mama’s bulk fills the entire door frame blocking the light.

So the interior light can illuminate my face, for Mama to better recognize me, I step closer. Step right up against her soft belly and generous bosom. I wrap my arms around her waist in a hug and snuggle even closer to her, groin to groin. Mama cups my cheek with her hand. Takes hold of my jaw. Turns my face side to side studying my visage. I smelled her perspiration when I got close. Now I can smell her pussy. Her hand is redolent with pussy odor. Mama has been manually easing her frustrations recently. Perhaps as recent as when I tapped on her door. Kissing her hand, I inhale deeply, sniffing her fingers with pleasure.

“Who are you, young man? You look like my son Will. Your voice is similar to his. Deeper though, more resonant, more timbre. Reverberates deliciously in my inner most hollows. Your arms around me feel very nice, strong, manly, as if they belong around me. Your eyes are different than Will’s. I feel a strange emotional attachment to you, like maybe I’ve know you before. In a different life time, perhaps? Come in! Welcome! Come!”

Mama backs up, puling me inside with her. Shuts the door.

“We don’t want the world watching us, do our stuff, Baby, do we!

I ain’t letting this present go! I can feel your enormous erection pressing against me! Way too long since I had one of these! This is charming. Who ever you are, your desiring me, gains you an entrance to paradise! Several entrances, in fact!