Mixed Bathing Blues
Copyright© 2020 by Col. Jack Harrison
Chapter 1
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Robert finds himself at the point of choosing his harem...in a not too distant, if post-apocalyptic future...while still dealing with the death of his uncle.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa BiSexual Post Apocalypse Sharing Incest Brother Sister Group Sex Harem Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Analingus Oral Sex Pregnancy Public Sex Nudism Porn Theatre
“Mom, Rob, won’t let me shower with him!” my youngest sister, Erica, called out.
“Robert Alexander Williams, you let that sweet sister of yours into the shower with you right this instant!” Mom insisted now.
“Very well, but I don’t have time to fuck her right now!” I warned both of you.
“Oh, you’ll make time for this, won’t you?” Mom teased us as she joined us under the jets.
“Mom ... I really don’t have time to do this and walk to work!” I reminded her.
“That’s okay, because I’ve decided to drive you to work from now on ... I’m tired of you being too rushed to screw us ladies properly. It’s Erica’s turn to be plowed in the shower and you damn well know it! Come on, son ... give it to your baby sister nice and hard!” Mom demanded while washing both of us to remove that excuse from my mind.
“Oh, fuck, sis ... damn, why do you have to be such a fucking nymph!” I grunted as I now bottomed out inside Erica and admired the golden tan of her sweet ass.
It was true that my nubile favorite sister didn’t bother wearing even bikini bottoms these days. She swam and tanned nude and flaunted her lusty charms for all to see. Then again, no one cared or minded anymore. In the past, you could be arrested for going naked in public and in broad daylight, but no one worried about such things these days. Erica was as bare as could be and her pussy was as bald as possible, too. It felt so fucking slick and sleek to me as I took her repeatedly from behind.
“So ... who goes in your harem, son? You’re twenty now and it’s clear that you’re not going to register as a catamite like your cousin Mason. Remember, you can always add some later, under the right circumstances. Maybe you should take him as YOUR catamite, likely your only one, in fact. He’s always had a crush on you, so much so that no one was shocked that he came out as gay when he did,” Mom wondered now.
“Well, for the wife ... I want you, Mom. If that’s alright with you, that is. And I agree about Mason for catamite. As for concubines, let’s go with Erica here, plus Sandy, Missy, Nicole, Wendy, Katie, Alicia, Lauren, and Liz,” I confessed.
“What about Aunt Marguerite? Since your Uncle Ferd died, she’s been so lonely. His six concubines moved on to another man, as did his catamite. All that’s left is her and his ten daughters, who are rich due to his legacy. Richer than us, even, which is hard to do,” Mom proposed just as I ogled Erica’s bum again and we both came in a rush of pure, wanton lust.
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