My Wicked Ways
Copyright© 2013 by Mark Gander
Chapter 72
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 72 - The title is somewhat sarcastic, but this story continues the tale of Mark, the man who lives with his pregnant supervisor, an equally pregnant pharmacist, and a sexually frustrated Mormon girl with a fetish for boots. Read as their family mushrooms from that small household to become necessary to the survival of the human race.
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 Ma/Ma Ma/mt mt/mt Mult Teenagers Magic Mind Control NonConsensual BiSexual Fiction Celebrity Post Apocalypse Paranormal Ghost Vampires Sharing Wife Watching Incest BDSM Rough Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Interracial Anal Sex Analingus Double Penetration First Lactation Oral Sex Pegging Pregnancy Squirting Water Sports BBW Public Sex Nudism Politics Transformation Violence Sci-fi sex story BDSM
Temporary Chancellery,
Mead, Washington
1325 Hours Local Time, 30 October, 2014
The victory celebrations were quite exhausting in their own ways, regardless of our rather charming company. Even so, my birthday present was what I hoped: victory over the Spokane Free State or whatever it was called these days. Well, it wasn’t called anything now. It was part of the Province of Washington in the Commonwealth of Haven. Likely, it would be carved up into counties in a hurry.
“Which is why the next question is what to do with the annexed towns from Alaska, British Columbia, and California? Organize them into counties, too?” Marcy’s voice intruded upon my thoughts.
“How do you do that? Listen to my thoughts?” I asked my angel-wife, who simply laughed and kissed me very hard on the mouth.
“Oh, honey, a girl’s gotta have some secrets!” Marcy winked at me before feeling me up again.
“I see,” I shook my head, making her laugh even harder.
“Kiss me, you grouch!” Marcy snickered as she tasted Ninve’s and Sandra’s ass on my tongue, “your Assyrian lionesses are as sweet as ever, eh? That’s their butt sweat, ain’t it? I love to eat ass myself, you know.”
“And to have yours eaten, too,” I teased Marcy, who licked her lips playfully.
“Naturally!” Marcy giggled before making out with me and then stopping to press my lips to Shelby’s.
“Oh, thanks, Mommy!” Shelby shouted before passing me back to her mother’s care.
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