Citizen Miller
Copyright© 2010 by FantasyLover
Chapter 5
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 5 - A brilliant, inquisitive scientist proposes to his girlfriend setting off a chain of events nobody could have foreseen as they rescue victims and gather help to confront a ruthless, sinister conspiracy he previously knew nothing about. Future science fiction, plot, plus lots of sex. Parts I and II are finished and pretty much stand alone. Part III is more than half finished.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mult Consensual Rape Slavery BiSexual Heterosexual Science Fiction Incest BDSM Torture Swinging Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Interracial First Oral Sex Anal Sex Sex Toys Bestiality Cream Pie
The five of us arrived at the office of the JP and gave him the necessary paperwork. After making sure the other arrangements were satisfactory, Sharon went back outside to wait for her daughter and granddaughters. Five minutes later, she hurried back in and announced that they were ready. I could tell from the wide-eyed looks she kept giving me that Renee had told her our little secret. It took every bit of her composure to keep from laughing aloud when I patted the pocket holding Renee’s panties. Stan noticed the movement and looked at me questioningly. I pulled the panties out far enough for him to see and mouthed the word “Renee.”
He wasn’t as successful as Renee’s mom at stifling his laughter just as the ladies started coming in. Renee noted Stan’s guffaw, as well as where my hand was. She blushed hard enough that it was visible from where we were. All things considered, her walk down the aisle in front of her daughters was elegant and graceful. Her face was almost purple, though, and she wouldn’t meet my gaze, even when she was standing across from me.
The joking was forgotten when the music started and my lovelies entered, side by side. I was speechless. They were exquisite in the sensual dresses. Their broad smiles were contagious. I barely remember any of the rest of the ceremony, only how they looked when they entered the chapel. I guess we said our vows properly and exchanged the rings because I remember the JP announcing in broken English that we were married and I ended up with a double ring on my finger.
Renee broke me out of my mental fog when we got back to the hotel. Dragging me out of the main room of the suite where everyone was gathered, she announced quite loudly, to the amusement of but definitely not the surprise of everyone there, that some cruel person required her to perform a sex act before he would return her underwear. The door wasn’t even closed before she was on her knees undoing my pants. She did an excellent job making sure she cleaned the remnants of our earlier coupling from my cock before leaning over the bed and presenting herself to me. It was all I could do to keep from laughing at her. She was definitely excited, and she was even more vocal than usual, noise that carried into the next room. I was right earlier about the effect it would have on me knowing my cum was dripping down her leg during the ceremony. Her tight twat overflowed with my swimmers and I watched some of this batch drip down the opposite leg from the last batch. The first dried cum trail was still visible nearly to her knee.
I smacked her on the ass as I pulled out, in the same spot as last time. I was shocked when she shuddered, having an orgasm from the swat. I had her climb up on the bed and lie on her back with one of the pillows under her hips. Brushing a stray strand of hair from her face, I asked if she was okay. “Yes and no,” she answered. “I’m as happy as I’ve ever been right now, knowing how much you love me, and knowing I’m pregnant with your baby. I’m also a little unsettled right now. I’ve never been as turned on as today. I don’t know if it’s because you wanted me to have your baby or because you are ordering me around and embarrassing me. My knees almost buckled at the wedding when I realized everyone knew you had my underwear and I was full of your cum. I can’t believe I said what I did to everyone out there, and I can’t believe how easily I came all three times today. I mean, I’ve cum three times with less than ten minutes of sex and no foreplay,” she said.
“You’re wrong. There was lots of foreplay, it was just all mental foreplay,” I explained.
“Whatever it was, just hurry up and satisfy your wives and get back here and fuck me silly again,” she ordered.
I had her roll over and helped her get her dress off. Her panties had been the only thing she had originally been wearing under the dress so she was now completely naked. Pushing her backwards on the bed, I crawled between her legs. She gasped when I went down on her, plunging my fingers deep inside her pussy and sucking her button between my lips while I tongued it. She climaxed almost instantly, but I continued to finger fuck her, first with two fingers, then three, and then all four when she craved even more. She was insatiable, going from one climax to the next, loudly demanding more each time. I tried something after her fifth and strongest orgasm yet, tucking my thumb inside the cone formed by my other four fingers. She literally screamed in orgasm when my entire hand slid inside her, and then she passed out. I carefully extricated my hand and snuggled Renee until she woke up.
“Oh, my god,” she gasped, “Do I look well fucked?” I nodded. “Good, because I definitely feel well fucked,” she sighed.
“Why don’t you rest?” I suggested. She smiled and pulled me down for a kiss. I handed her the panties while I covered her with the bedspread and told her I’d hang her dress up for her.
Everyone stopped talking and looked at me when I walked back into the main room. “Where’s Mom?” Jenna asked.
“Resting. She’s a little worn out,” I answered, grinning and getting knowing grins back from everyone.
“Can we see her?” Vonna asked nervously.
“Sure, but I wouldn’t get too close to her right now,” I added laughing. Eyeing me curiously, she went in to see her mom.
The grandmothers surrounded me for the next half hour, congratulating me on being the father of their grandson as well as their great-grandson. Beverly also spent time getting to know me better. I got the impression she took me seriously (I was) that I was adopting them as my parents. Renee and both girls had nothing but good things to say about them, and I wanted to keep them close to the family, not push them away. The guys would ask a question or add a comment during the rare moment that one on the grandmothers wasn’t talking.
Vonna finally came back into the room, shaking her head disbelievingly as she grinned at me. “Now that you’ve had an appetizer, when does the honeymoon start?” she teased, sitting next to Jenna, who was happily wedged between her grandfathers.
“I was under the impression it started last Tuesday night and will continue for the next seventy years or so,” I deadpanned.
“Ah, I see your mother has rejoined us,” I commented. Everyone looked at me, wondering how I could have known Renee walked into the room since she was behind me. She hadn’t made a sound that they could hear. I could hear her breathing and smell her arousal much more strongly than when she’d been in the bedroom. I simply told them that I had an exceptional sense of smell and could smell her when she entered the room. It was the truth, just not the entire truth.
Renee made herself at home in my lap, purposely rubbing her cute butt against my cock as she pretended to settle in. Once she knew I was uncomfortable, she leaned against me and wrapped her arms around my neck. She actually purred into my ear.
“I think your daughters expect a turn soon,” I teased.
“Ungrateful, selfish wenches. You’d think this was their honeymoon or something,” she complained teasingly. Renee’s mom made her tell the entire story about losing her panties. When the laughter finally ebbed and we broke up into two groups to leave, I was sure that the grandmothers were seriously planning on getting laid tonight.
Unexpectedly, my wives led me to my shuttle. I’d thought we were spending the rest of the day in bed at the hotel. Guess not. Twenty minutes later, we were landing on a small island somewhere in the south Pacific. We were obviously expected. There was a primitive thatched building to provide shade, a cold fusion refrigerator, a bar, and a large, luxurious bed. The island was maybe two hundred yards across with a few dozen palm trees, white sand beaches, and not much else. The shuttle noted a shield around the island as we passed through it. We lay on the bed and watched the stars in the sky as the cool, ocean breeze blew gently across our bodies.
The girls made me suffer and watch the two of them make slow, sweet love to each other. It was a thing of beauty, emotion, and eroticism all in one. Vonna and I made love next while Jenna watched our slow, emotional, erotic coupling. Knowing how much I enjoyed watching, Jenna licked and sucked my cum from her sister’s pussy. Of course, Vonna’s tongue wasn’t idle. When they were done, I was ready again, as was Jenna. Vonna watched as we took our turn making love, repaying her sister’s kindness by cleaning her out when we finished.
After that, we ate a light snack before returning to the bed. The girls suggested that I consider having their mother join our marriage. I explained that only their mother and I could marry. Even the most liberal marriage laws in any country still forbade marriage between parent and child of either sex, or between opposite sex siblings.
“That’s fine,” Jenna said nonchalantly. Grinning conspiratorially, the girls brought out three vials that I recognized immediately. Two wax vials were shaped like a four inch penis filled with a pink liquid. I cringed as the girls each viciously bit the head off their bottle and then swallowed the fluid. Mine was a deep blue liquid in a wax vial shaped like a breast. I bit the nipple off and sucked my dose out. I had recognized it immediately. I’d used it once before, but even people who had never used it knew what ACCO was. ACCO-F for females was the pink liquid and ACCO-M was for males. Totally legal around the world, as long as used consensually, it was a powerful aphrodisiac. Ten to fifteen minutes after taking it, a person found themselves overpoweringly horny. Climaxes were much more intense, and guys were able to recover after only a couple of minutes. It also boosted production by the three male organs responsible for the creation of semen. The one thing it didn’t do was speed up or increase sperm production.
There is also a second version of ACCO-M available, ACCO-L (the L is for Light). It is light blue, and does everything the ACCO-M does except act as an aphrodisiac. I had used this variety many times when I wanted to keep up with multiple partners or simply wanted to provide a single partner with a memorable evening. The next four hours were a blur of fucking and sucking and all three of us were exhausted when the effects wore off. It was only the two bottles each of EB that gave us enough of a boost to stagger back to the shuttle. I was surprised that our next destination was the estate. The girls laughed, agreeing with my earlier statement that our honeymoon started several days ago. Once we landed at the estate, we watched the sun set in the west before going inside to find a fancy dinner prepared for our celebration. Renee was nervous when I noticed the grandparents there. I smiled at her and waved at them to put her at ease.
If she trusted them enough to share this secret, it was okay with me.
The girls and I were ravenous at dinner. The two known side effects of using ACCO were physical exhaustion afterwards and a marked increase in appetite. Had I known what they were planning beforehand, I knew enough that I could have made a concoction of glucose and glycogen to provide the additional energy without robbing our bodies’ reserves. A simple injection beforehand would have made it even better, adding quantities of the necessary chemicals to the blood to increase the overall metabolic rate in the body for several hours, and adding a time-release form of glucose directly into the blood so it didn’t have to go through the digestive tract first.
There were many tittered comments during dinner about our “appetite.” Katie and Penny shared the duty of waiting on me. Renee came over and whispered quietly that Brittney had propositioned her father and wondered if I minded if he took her up on it. “Not as long as your mother doesn’t mind,” I answered, adding, “any of the girls are free to date or have sex with anyone they want to. All I ask is that they keep a low profile while in public.
“Mom will be sharing both of them,” Renee chuckled as she turned to leave. Poor Stan, Brittney practically dragged him from the table after dinner. Stan smiled appreciatively at me right before they left the room. I hoped he survived the night and still appreciated it in the morning.
Vonna and Jenna were pretty tired and spent most of the evening sitting, although the other girls insisted on hearing details of the day, especially the sex, and constantly surrounded them. Renee talked with me again, telling me that both sets of grandparents would be a good addition to the estate. Justin’s dad was a former (and disgruntled) naval officer and could be very helpful with operating the Kashmir. Beverly was a retired corporate executive and could help Renee run the operation. Her dad was a doctor, and her mom was a licensed nurse who worked as his nurse. Their opinions on the concubine issue were the same as hers. Renee rounded up Justin’s parents and the four of us found a quiet room (no small task) and talked for half an hour. I explained what I was trying to do here, warning them that I was involved in some very controversial research and projects that had to be kept secret. Both agreed, and Renee and I took them for a tour of the lab.
I was surprised to find Bree hard at work, poring over the programming for the new androids. She looked up nervously when we entered, obviously hoping I wouldn’t be upset with what she was doing. I reminded her that I wouldn’t have made it possible for her to enter without me if I’d be upset. She found eight more androids with spy programming and reprogrammed them exactly the same way I had. Then she had each of them report to whoever controlled them and got reports from the eight counter-spy androids. They had transmitted us huge amounts of data on everything about financial transactions and records, security arrangements, and concubines and slaves. She was in the process of digesting the information on one that lived here in Albuquerque, a Fred Bailey.
Stan and Beverly looked around, open-mouthed, as they took in both the conversation and their surroundings. I explained each of my research projects, getting gasps and knowing nods in return. Stan was excited by the upgrades to the Inquisitive and eager to try it out once the new AI was functional. Finally, I told them about the Kashmir. Stan was upset, but explained that it was only because he personally knew several of the officers. I told him I was pretty sure where any remaining captives were being held but had no way to rescue them and couldn’t risk releasing them once they were safe without getting into trouble myself. Stan nodded his agreement, but had a faraway, thoughtful look.
Bree pulled me to the side and whispered that she had started the neural solution for and had programmed “Rob 1” as she called him. He was sitting quietly right now and she was monitoring him. I was excited and wanted to see what he could do. “Rob 1, please come here,” she commanded. The android got up and walked across the room to us. I couldn’t see any difference between his movements and those of a person.
“Rob 1, this is your primary master. He is the one who designed and created your brain.”
The android bowed deeply. “It is an honor and privilege to meet my creator face to face,” he said humbly. It was very common for people who owned androids to name then AL (looks like AI), Rob or Robert (Robot), or Andrew or Andy (Android).
“Rob 1, I think I would like to change your name. From now on, you will be James, my middle name. I would like you to name each of the new androids when they are activated. I would also like you to see if you can find a way to communicate with the repair bots on the base. There is still much about this base that I don’t know. I would like a complete map of the entire area, especially both of the air bases and the above ground facilities and underground facilities and tunnels. In addition, I want to know what old defensive systems are left. Perhaps you and Bree can design some sort of device to allow you to communicate with them.
“It should be simple to do,” James replied.
“Good, work with Bree for a while so she can test your capabilities. Then see to the other job.”
“It shall be done, Master.”
“Oh, and you can stop calling me Master. Mike works just fine,” I told him.
“As you wish, Mike,” he replied. I gave Bree a hug and thanked her for her hard work. She was beaming when I let her go, and insisted on a kiss to go with the hug.
After Stan and Beverly recovered from seeing an android move, act, and sound exactly like a person, we took an elevator and then one of the underground tunnels. We ended up in the underground hangar where I planned to repair and remodel the Kashmir after I finished Marco’s ship. Stan was astounded, commenting that this hangar was as good as any currently in use.
They both agreed with what I was doing and wanted to help, agreeing to move in when I offered. They were surprised when I had Renee make the necessary entries so that my adoption would be completed that night. Before retiring, I made sure everyone, including my new parents, had their dose of formula for the night, leaving Anna to give Penny and Brittney theirs ... if Brittney ever got home that night (she didn’t get hers until the next morning, the neural formula, that is).
Penny joined us in bed that night, and what a bed it was. Renee had ordered a bed twice the size of the king-sized one we had. It was a good thing that the bedroom was as large as it was or only the bed would have fit in the room. Both girls were still wiped out, so they dozed while Renee, Penny, and I pleasured each other. Vonna and Jenna had their energy back in the morning and both rode me to their satisfaction before even letting me get up to go pee. Vonna showed Jenna how to aim me while I peed, starting both girls giggling so hard I had to take over, or they would have hosed the bathroom.
SATURDAY May 10
We were halfway through breakfast when Greg and Sharon came dragging into the dining room, a happy and energetic Britney following close behind. I elbowed Jenna who got Renee’s attention and pointed at them. Chuckling to myself, I meandered into the kitchen and got several bottles of EB. Reaching over their shoulders, I set two on the table in front of Greg and two more in front of Sharon. Both smiled their thanks as I returned to my seat, drinking one myself. When we left the table, my trio of ladies (Jenna, Vonna, and Renee) and I cornered Renee’s parents in the same room we used to talk to Justin’s parents last night. They were excited to help us, also deciding to move onto the estate with us. I told Renee to arrange for a bunch of the girls to take the freighter and androids to load everything from both houses and to bring it here as soon as each set of grandparents chose a suite they wanted to use.
Meanwhile, I took Greg and Sharon on a tour of the lab and the hangar, finding Bree and Katie already hard at it. After the tour, the Marshalls wanted to do a thorough tour and inventory of the base hospital, so I went back to see how Bree and Katie were doing. Before I left I told Greg to make a list of everything he wanted and needed to bring the medical facilities up to the same standard as the most modern hospital, and to work with Renee to get everything delivered.
Greg looked at me goggle-eyed, and then asked if I knew how much that would cost. When I shrugged, answering in the negative, he estimated four or five billion dollars, suggesting instead that he bring some of his older, used equipment from his office. I shrugged and told him to do what he felt was best, but I felt newer equipment would be preferable if it was better than what he had, and to plan on several hundred or even a thousand or more inhabitants here. I also suggested getting at least a couple of androids programmed to install and maintain the equipment, then suggested merely selling his older equipment, or letting Marco sell it for him.
On the way back to the lab, I just had to stop for a few minutes and appreciate the choreography I saw. The freighter had landed and one group of girls was moving the four loaded cargo sleds off, directing them to where they were to be unloaded. As soon as the shuttle was empty, four other empty cargo sleds were loaded back onboard and the shuttle left. I was impressed. It only took five minutes from touchdown to liftoff. Then I noticed that each of the four loaded sleds had three of the improved androids and three girls unloading it. Bree had definitely been busy.
Hurrying back to the lab, I found the girls and James busy, as well as another android. I laughed when I saw that both of them had coveralls on with their name embroidered across the back. Carl was our newest lab rat. Bree explained that James had agreed to name him after her dad and then showed me that she taught Carl to build and then load the matrices for the android AIs and had all twenty-four finished and reinstalled into the newest group. They would be ready to go tomorrow. Bree had also reviewed the programming for each of the construction and agricultural androids and found them all to be free of spy programming. I guess the people doing the spying only wanted spies that might have access to computers with financial records of the wealthy, as well as being privy to their private conversations.
Bree gave me a list of who was trying to use the first eight spy androids. Not surprisingly, one was a wealthy family in Albuquerque. I recognized the Bailey name as one of the top movers and shakers in town. The Wilson’s were a prominent Chicago family, the Richardson’s from New York, the Mc Brides from Tampa, and the Johnstone’s from San Francisco. I didn’t recognize the name Bagley from Little Rock, or Morgan and Tucker from Las Vegas, although the latter two apparently each owned a hotel with a casino.
The information we got included lists of bank accounts, as well as their other financial records, passwords, and retina and fingerprint scans. In addition, we got security blueprints, how their security forces were stationed for their properties, including the casinos, factories, and other businesses. Finally, there was a list of girls they had as concubines and slaves. I asked Bree to make sure Renee got a copy of everything about the finances and the concubines and slaves.
Noticing that the AI for the Inquisitive was missing, I entered the ship to find Katie testing the new system. She grinned, telling me that all systems were on line and working properly. I called Stan and asked if he wanted to go for a test flight. As excited as he sounded when I asked, I wasn’t surprised when it took him less than five minutes to get to the lab.
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