prelude
= Character relationships and address in this section.
Dad – Hanks, a NASA captain, married to his mother, Milan Mom – Milan, a reserve admiral, married to her son, Hanks, who was born to her father, Suvorov, Shirley – the third daughter of Hanks and his mother’s wife, Milan.
= Cheryl just got home from UAA High School over the weekend, and her mom’s cooking made her wind up sweeping up all the food.
Mom smiled as she watched her youngest daughter eat the food she had made, but Dad was a little puzzled and said, “Cheryl, why are you acting like a starving man. The food at school is great!”
Cheryl stuffed the last piece of steak into her mouth and muttered, “From this week on, we’re eating nutritious food. You’ve had that stuff before, right? It’s full of medicinal flavors, and it’s as bad as it gets.”
Looking at Dad’s frown, Mom smiled, “It seems that all of our other astronaut genes in Sherry have been cultivated, and only this yummy one remains.”
“Our family’s bloodline has been purified for five generations, how come this can’t be cleared? It looks like my genetic optimization is going to change direction.”
Dad was a little upset. Mom laughed and pulled out dad’s penis to play with it: “Don’t be angry. Your daughter hasn’t been home for a week, you should use it to comfort her, they don’t allow sex in school. I think Cheryl’s pussy is getting a little hungry too.”
“Daddy, don’t be mad!” Cheryl took off her pullover, revealing her slender body with not even a single piece of underwear on it.
Watching his little daughter’s pussy latch onto his rod, Daddy held Cheryl’s ass and began to rock it.
“Honestly: have you been stealing food this week? You don’t look like you haven’t had sex in a week to me.” Sex experience rich father seems to feel something in his daughter’s pussy.
“ah… ah… ah… when… there… was… a theft…”
Mom smiled at her daughter who was leaning back and forth on her husband’s prick, “Sherry, isn’t that Hank, your class president? That handsome boy you brought home last time?”
“Ah… his… was… too… timid, afraid… that I was looking for… my own…”
“It can’t be your brother Edward, can it? He’s only twelve and his little rod is only finger thick.”
“Hmph!” Dad laughed and scolded, “That… must be… her uncle… uncle Milos. He’s just returned from outer space… and is lecturing at the school…”
“Mom… have you slept with Uncle M… Ross? His… kung fu… is… good…”
“Mom’s his sister, why hasn’t he fucked me? All the men in the family, Mom has tasted.”
“Ai… Dewa-dee… Dewa-dee’s flavor… how is it…”
“Oops! Didn’t Edward come back with you? Why don’t you see him?”
“Probably pulled away by their class… ah! Dad! I haven’t washed my asshole yet…”
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In the evening, when the children’s weekend of revelry was over, Mama Milan dragged her tired and comfortably worn-out body to put her last son to bed.
After a good shower, Milan dried his body and returned to his bedroom naked. Dad Hanks was already lying on the bed, reading today’s paper edition of the Daily Astronautics, Hanks was the colonel captain of the Astronautics. He looked up, “Good job! Can you handle three sons at once? Mommy Milan?”
“Call me mom now, Hanks. Are you still full from having only two daughters home today?” Milan smiled at her handsome son’s husband.
“Your dear mommy wife is too tired and is getting fucked out of her mind by your three sons.”
“Dear Milan, you’ve fucked four generations of men, from dads, brothers to sons and grandchildren. Still afraid of a little three-on-one promiscuity?”
“Edward is the youngest, but his little bird won’t let go and fucks the skin off my ass.”
Milan snuggled up next to Hanks, playing with her son’s husband’s rod: “You weren’t as good as him when you were twelve. How old were you when you first fucked me?”
“About nine!”
“You are getting stronger the older you get. The sons seem to get the heredity of your sexual prowess is increasing as well.”
Hanks played with his mom’s wife’s breasts and pussy: “Isn’t it the same with daughters? It’s just that we don’t genetically reproduce for the purpose of enhancing the sexuality of our offspring, right? Dear Mom.”
“Don’t call me mom, I was born to the same father as you, and I would rather you call me sister. Also, Edward and the others are only legally considered my sons. I’d really like to have real grandchildren to fuck, but unfortunately Rolle has never found a suitable fertile partner to marry.”
“Milan, how did you give birth to me at thirteen? The law says that women are not allowed to give birth until they are sixteen.
Did Dad and you have special permission to procreate?”
Milan smiled smugly, “Even though dad is a decorated astronaut, the law is the law and won’t grant him special permission, he risked jail time to get me pregnant in outer space.”
“So how did Daddy get you to legally have me?”
“You’ve never asked me about your own legitimacy since you were a kid, so why are you so interested today?”
“I have some… things that I would… like to… understand…”
“Hmph! You were born from my cave, what do you have in mind that I don’t know? Probably want to take little Irene as your wife? Tired of your old mom?!”
“Mom, you don’t know what I want? I’m just trying to make our family’s bloodline a little more pure, to make our genetic traits superior. Isn’t that what you and Dad and Grandpa and the others want too?”
“Mom I couldn’t care less who you marry. A legal marriage is nothing more than a way to be able to legally procreate anyway. Besides, with so many sons in the family, would I lack a sex life? But I don’t know why you married little Irene? She’s your youngest daughter, only thirteen years old, not yet of legal childbearing age. Why don’t you marry Judy, Helen, or even Cheryl? I see that they all love you as their father and rush to have sex with you every time.
I don’t think any of them would refuse if you asked.”
“It’s not a matter of making love or not. Little Irene enjoys making love to me as well, but I do want to marry her to better our family’s genetic traits. You know that last month several of our children’s DNA tests were done and little Irene’s was the best.”
“Our oldest son, Raul’s, is doing fine too! Why don’t you think of him? Mobilize him to marry whichever sister, or just Irene would be nice.”
“The problem is that Rowe doesn’t want to! I’ve talked to him about it. I said that even if you’re GAY, by law as a captain astronaut, you should fulfill your reproductive obligations first.”
“And how did he answer?”
“Damn kid! Just don’t talk.”
“Looks like I’d better be the mom and talk to him some other time. About Irene, I think you’ll have to check with the lawyers and the Aerospace reproduction committee tomorrow. I don’t see much hope. Irene is too small. Even being a sex object is small, let alone a reproductive object.”
“Milan, how did you and dad legally give birth to me then? Dad when was as good as just a colonel captain.”
“But we’re in a special situation. You can’t check the Bureau’s database if you want to know what’s going on?”
“I’ve looked into it, but I’m too low in rank. Milan, what was that voyage like? The computer says only Lieutenant Generals and above can check!”
“That was the worst nightmare of my life! There was so much gore: sneak attacks, killings, cannibalism, bloodshed, madness…”
“The reason for the secrecy is probably in the fact that there is cannibalism, right?”
“You’re so smart! Not bad for the son of Space Marshal Suvorov and Admiral Milan Reserve.”
“Mom, don’t mention your ranks. I’m ashamed to death that I’m still only a colonel.”
“Dear Colonel’s son, a colonel in peacetime is good enough, especially if you’re an active captain. We earned our rank in the bloody war with the Kreegan, which was truly bloody…”
“Seems like the Federation’s encounter with the Clegane rebels is about to begin again, doesn’t it?”
“Precisely! That’s why I can reveal to you what was going on, so that you can be prepared for the coming war. I’m in a position to decide what can and cannot be said.”
“I know that the reason for the secrecy is the political reasons that come with ‘cannibalism’ and not other military secrets.”
“We’ve always called the Krigans ‘cannibalistic demons’. But even our best captains engage in cannibalistic behavior, and even if we had to, we couldn’t divulge it. My pregnancy accident pales into insignificance by comparison.”
“Here, put it in your pussy, my wife. Sit on my prick while we play with it.”
“Ah! Don’t… don’t move, let’s just hold it like this.”
The First Bloody Voyage (Memories of Milan)
Character Description = The name and relationship of the character in this paragraph.
Dad: NASA ace captain – Suvorov, Milan’s father, who later gave birth to Hanks with Milan; Mom: commanding officer – Suzanne, Suvorov’s sister and wife, who later died; I: intern – Milan, Suvorov’s and Suzanne’s daughter, who gave birth to Hanks with my father after my mom’s death, and who later married Hanks.
= (i) Second honeymoon
It was a treacherous ride.
At first, it was a very relaxed and happy “second honeymoon”.
Dad being the Federation’s number one captain in command of a single shipment of ZD ore to Treasure Bottle 4 was a killer.
But Captain Suvorov, who has always been high-minded, gladly accepts. Because it was a free honeymoon given to him by the Federal Space Agency to compensate for his second marriage to his mom, Suzanne.
The vase – A-4 has the most beautiful view of any planet in the Federation, and the transportation task is the easiest. Dad didn’t even need to give orders. He could enjoy his second union with Mom.
This is Papa Suvorov’s third marriage. The first time, of course, was Mama Susanna. Mama Suzanne was Papa’s favorite sister, and from a young age Papa Suvorov had sworn not to marry Mama. But when Papa and Mama had been married for twenty years, the Federal Fertility Optimization Committee had insisted that Papa marry Colonel Ammi of the Kadile family of Jamba-4.
The Cardinals were a good Astronaut family like ours, and Ammi was a great beauty who became a Captain at a young age. Dad and Ammi had had intimate sex a couple of times at Astronautics reunions, and he also preferred pretty, quiet female captains. But marrying Ammie is something he’s never even thought about.
But not knowing whether it was the Cardinals who had taken a liking to him or Ammi who had fallen in love with him, the head of NASA had actually ordered him to marry Ammi in the form of a military order, despite his staunch opposition.
Director Bobby smiled and said to his subordinate’s favorite, “Dear Suvorov, the information says that you have given birth to seven children in twenty years of marriage and have made a great contribution to the Federation’s astronautics. Now, I order you to have seven children with the beautiful Captain Ammi. No divorce will be granted until that number is reached. Can you do it?”
As it turned out, Dad ended the marriage sooner than anyone expected: he took Ammie with him as his second-in-command after obtaining NASA’s permission to take her with him wherever he went. So in just nine years, he gave his new love eight children, two of them twins!
Anyone would have to admire Dad’s ability to plow! It is said that Ammie was so upset about Dad’s departure that she cried for days. Dad went back to mom’s side even though he did offer a hundred consolations.
Mom hadn’t had sex with anyone else since Dad left her, including Grandpa and a couple of uncles, and even her brothers had entrusted their grandmothers and aunts with their routine sex education.
At that time, Mom was so intimidating to anyone that even the Director and the Minister of Fertility were afraid to meet her with her serious, frosty face. Who told them to break up the Federation’s favorite couple?
Except for the annual vacation, when Dad came home with Ammie, we could only see Mom’s smile. On those days every year, the three of them always had an amazing bed fight: the two women’s cries of lust always filled the house. The two women’s cries of lust always filled the house, causing my brothers to look for a woman to take it out on.
That’s when I started to fall in love with my dad. The sisters had already started their sex games. Misun, who was younger than me, started having sex with her grandparents before she had even grown any hair on her pussy. I never let any man touch my body. Only mom knew that I decided to give my first time to my hero, dad.
In order to surprise Dad, Mom, with the approval of the base commander, secretly brought me along under the guise of an internship while leaving my name off the ship’s personnel roster in case Dad, who was the ship’s captain, found out about me prematurely.
Who knew that this would save me, and Dad, later on.
(to be continued)