A Steele Family Weekend
Copyright© 2022 by Pete Fox
Epilogue
Action/Adventure Sex Story: Epilogue - On a family weekend away. Zack and Olivia must fight their way to safety. Or do they? Fun action, guns, cars, interesting people; sex among family and a young friends. Digging deeper into Olivia's past and a first look at high shool student politics, introducing the new head cheerleader. Also Zack and his sister continue down the breast feeding path with Ruth. Edited and expanded June 2024 to include 3 new sexy characters.
Caution: This Action/Adventure Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/ft Mult Teenagers Fiction Incest Mother Son Daughter Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Lactation Big Breasts
Saigon, Vietnam – 2037
”Hey, come back to bed,” she said in a soft accented voice patting the bed next to her.
Zack took one last look at the document he was reviewing on his computer.
“In a sec,” he said casting a glance at the naked blonde lying on his bed scrolling through her device.
He had his orders from his branch director and was reading through the classified attachment. His twelve months in Vietnam were coming to a close. Danika, LTJG Van Winter, had finished her three month assignment and left to go on leave at home and then report back to her Virginia-class attack submarine, the USS Tang (SSN-805). Heidi was in Virginia with their grandparents considering a new career. At the same time, Aunt Kate had returned to London to be with her daughter Rose and edit her new documentary.
Danika’s Clan Sinclair family, Hamish and his wife Ai, had organized a small intimate party of the kind that Danika used to attend frequently before joining the Navy. Looking at his friend lying on the bed he smiled, she had been there at the party, quietly watching until she wasn’t. Since he’d first met her at the pub, he felt an attraction between them, she had acted reserved, watching him, and waited until he acted.
1st LT Steele shut the lid of his work laptop, closed his eyes, resting them, and took a drink from the water bottle on his desk as he thought about the party. For a girl so shy she needed drama classes in high school to help her with her confidence she had not hesitated to give Hamish what he wanted at that final dinner party. Zack had just laid back on the slim mattresses on the living room floor of Hamish and Ai’s spacious apartment. Danika’s mouth sucked on his cock, as he held up her hair, as the older very fit Scotsman had joyfully fucked her from behind.
The sex was a trade of sorts between the two men. After Hamish finished with Danika, young Emily, Hamish and Ai’s cute seventeen-year-old Eurasian daughter, had jumped on Zack’s rock-hard lubed cock. Emily rode Zack hard and he didn’t complain as they kissed passionately, and he rubbed his hands over each small breast and gripped handfuls of ass as her parents watched.
Ai prepared a feast of Vietnamese fusion delights in the kitchen while Sasha documented the moment for the Sinclair clan with her device while topping off their drinks, her lovely naked body a nice addition to the party. Too bad Aunt Kate and Heidi had already left Vietnam. Emily had been a great enthusiastic fuck and they planned to meet again for sex. That had been a fun night of group sex and great food. Two days later Danika left for the United States after they had one last night alone to say the things that needed to be said to each other.
He smiled at Sasha. His pretty Ukrainian bedmate.
“What?” she said setting her device on the nightstand next to his pistol.
“Nothing, ready for another round!” he said not a question as she rolled onto her back.
Sasha had been a surprise. Hamish, being the informed and connected person he was, probably knew about her family history. At first, Zack just put her down as another one of the thousands of Ukrainian diaspora that had slowly spread out around the world after the restart of the war with Russia in 2022. Eventually, Zack’s curiosity got the better of him, and he decided to check her out and enlisted his dad’s help to unofficially dig into her past. Once they discovered who her father had been and who her uncle was, Zack looked at Sasah with renewed interest and took more care to get to know her.
As he lay down on the bed next to her, she put a hand on his chest, her blue eyes suddenly serious.
“Thank you, Zack, for everything,” she said then gave him a small grin, her version of a smile.
On the nightstand and desk, both of their devices chirped twice, and a map of Saigon appeared. Red areas showed possible targets of drone and missile attacks, again.
Zack glanced at Sasha’s device. Neither were concerned, this military hotel had the best point defense systems nearby and it was never a serious target of the NVC (New Viet Cong). Soon American and Israeli supplied missile batteries and autonomous gun systems would fire on any target identified as a threat to the population. The NVC had been sending autonomously controlled sampans and barges down the Saigon River armed with drones and rockets for the past several weeks ever since the August coup that replaced the government.
