Pickup at Harkin's
Copyright© 2021 by Col. Jack Harrison
Chapter 12
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 12 - Ira O'Connell wasn't really in the mood to take his sisters to see a rom-com at the local cinema, but events while there just before, during, and after a Confederacy pickup were likely to change his mind, if anything could.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Slavery BiSexual Crime Military War Science Fiction Space Sharing Incest Brother Sister Rough Group Sex Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Interracial White Male Hispanic Female Analingus First Oral Sex Pregnancy Squirting Violence
The next morning was quite eventful, too, as was demonstrated when I pounded Nina again in the shower, repeating the previous morning’s routine. She reacted pretty much the same way as yesterday, eagerly welcoming the quickie as I slammed into her from behind. I loved how my cum oozed down her thighs while we dried off, too, even as I saw her delectable body now covered with goosebumps. I pulled her very close to give her a very soft and loving kiss, too.
“Thank you, Master ... my Pharoah ... I am going to be very happy when I have your baby! I have looked forward to that for far too long to lose interest or enthusiasm for it! I cannot wait to be a baby mama for you! I will be the best baby mama, too! I will take very good care of our baby!” Nina reassured me as we left the bathroom and met others in the living room to wait for the AI.
Not ten seconds later, the AI announced, “Breakfast time commences now, everyone to the mess. While the sponsor is required to wear clothes, no one else is, except at his direction.”
I eagerly marched my naked concubines out of the pod toward the mess, my hands this time fondling Elena and Nina on their buttocks as we walked that way. We were soon joined en route by not only Megan, Zhang, and Liza, but also Blair, Russell, and Lisa, and then Denise, Jay, and Missy. When Geert-Rajiv, Jayashree, and Betje also tagged along, I had no trouble with that at all. When Megan planted kisses on me and each of my conks, so did Zhang and Liza, followed by everyone else. It was very unexpected, everyone kissing everyone else, but so be it. I just knew that we had to eat breakfast, too.
“I wonder if Jacob is in the sausage,” Geert-Rajiv joked, a thought that was both amusing and disturbing at once.
The prick had absolutely earned it, but still, cannibalism was a stomach-churning notion to be sure. We focused on eating in spite of that now, determined as we were not to be depleted of any nourishment. We had a bunch of pregnant concubines with us and some of us were sponsors who needed the calories for our military service. We would be bulked up soon enough or otherwise augmented, but in the meantime, we needed all of the nutrients that we could get.
“Listen up! Recruit Zenobia Woods has been duly convicted by an emergency court-martial, based upon undeniable evidence provided by the AI this morning. She has been executed and disposed of in short order. Her concubines are now lodged in the Civil Service pool, as are those of Recruit Jacob Ferry. The injured concubines are out of the infirmary and now in the pool as well. Yes, trials are brief these days, at least when AI is available to provide clear and irrefutable evidence,” we heard Malone announce, just before she walked up to me and planted a lip lock on me.