Rumors of Haven
Copyright© 2013 by Mark Gander
Chapter 51
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 51 - A large number of people of both sexes, couples, families, etc. all meet up and share rumors, ideas, and plans concerning a new colony of survivors of the recent apocalypse: a place called Haven. They share other things, too, such as some very hot bodies.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa boy girl Ma/Ma Mult Teenagers Consensual NonConsensual Rape Gay BiSexual Heterosexual Science Fiction Post Apocalypse Cheating Slut Wife Incest Brother Sister BDSM Rough Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Interracial Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Male Hispanic Female Indian Female White Couple Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Voyeurism Public Sex Nudism Violence
“I think that probably all religions sound bizarre to the people who are not the practitioners of them.” - Kirstie Alley
1245 hours, local time
Friday, 6 March, 2015
First Interstate Center
Billings, Montana
“So, now that we have converted to Havenism and have been ordained into it, as the founders of the Havenite church here in Billings, and now that we have formally declared Billings a city-state, at least for now, this means that we can officially enact laws that conform with Havenite doctrines and practices, as well as establish our own standing army as such rather than simply a militia,” Mayor Sophie Glass commented, eagerly looking at the Prophet who stood before her ... and his large, impressive tribe of men, women, and futanari.
“Yes, but just remember that we’re getting much closer to the time when I will return to this region and begin the effort in earnest to unite first Montana, and then the Dakotas, under the auspices of the Havenite faith and cause. Our own separation is not far off at all. What I mean is that you don’t have to hold back in any drives and initiatives to absorb your neighbors. You won’t have to wait for long for my return and so no such activity is premature. The cavalry won’t be far behind, as they used to say,” Charles reassured Glass, who licked her lips as she bent over for him to take her from behind.
Sure, she was a married woman, but so were most women in Billings, certainly of her age. It wouldn’t matter anymore. Every woman was soon going to have many husbands and every man would have plural wives. Polygamy, polyamory, etc., these were all part of the Havenism/Schumacher Syndrome package. She knew on which side her bread was buttered. She knew that she wanted to have the Prophet’s spawn inside her, anyway. Henry would understand, especially when he got to enjoy so many ladies himself, notably including some fertile interns on her staff.
“Oh, not to worry. Once Henry contracts Schumacher Syndrome himself, he won’t be able to resist you or anyone else, anyway. He’ll convert, if he hasn’t already, and he’ll be putty in our hands. He will join us for sure, instead of fighting against us,” Lavelle added his two cents as he appeared among the politicians and watched Charles breeding Sophie.
The mayor was certainly on cloud nine within seconds of beginning the act of sexual congress with the Prophet Charles Tremaine. She moaned with delight within easy earshot of her colleagues on the City Council. She knew exactly what she wanted by now, after all. She wanted to be pregnant to not only Charles, but Mike, Rupert, Larry, Bill, and anyone else that they designated. She wanted the same fate that she heard of about Jenna Fjord, for instance. That seemed like Heaven on Earth to her.
“Wait, are you an angel?” Sophie asked Lavelle, who grinned, pointed to his wings, and nodded, “can you breed me, too? I would love to get pregnant by an angel.”
“Naturally, or should I say, supernaturally?” Lavelle chuckled as he awaited his turn with Her Honor the Mayor.
When Justine started rimming Sophie in front of their colleagues, the mayor quickly lost all self-control and creamed herself on her desk. To have this lovely French-Canadian ginger stick her tongue all the way up her sweet ass was just too much to easily process. She now squeezed the Prophet’s cock very hard with her delectable gash, forcing him to expel the contents of his balls inside her body to impregnate her.
Charles just pulled out when Marcy tapped him on the shoulder and told him, “By the way, the armed forces of Brother Antoine and his cult state in Ontario and Quebec, which he now calls the ‘Sacred Dominion,’ have invaded Labrador in a full-scale offensive. Two armored divisions, three infantry, and one artillery, plus three squadrons of their air force, have attacked the Labrador section of Newfoundland, prompting a declaration of war by the latter. Resistance there is crumbling, but then apparently the government in Newfoundland didn’t have the same level of readiness as the island itself. It’s almost as if they were prepared to sacrifice the place in case of such an assault.”
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