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Geschreven door: Limnophile Categorie: Science Fiction Label(s): Biseksueel, Group Sex, Incest, Male / Females, Male / Older Female, Pregnant - "My Mom, Mommy-Gran, or Mommy-Great sat with me and assisted while I was in remote school in Mom’s nice little apartment most of the week, like your Mommy-Gran and I do with you. Other than classmates I never saw in person and my dogbot, my family were my only friends. I was bored nearly to tears as we watched yet another tedious lesson, ‘Principles of Business Tax Accounting.’ I yawned and she offered, 'How about we pause it and take a break?' "The house computer beeped and told us, 'Doctor John Jones, Lucretzia Jones, Veronique Jones, and Mirrienne Jones are on the way here. Expected travel time is eleven minutes.' "I smiled with joy. Dr. John Jones was my favorite person, best friend, and only male family member. Nearly everything good in my life had come from him. His anti-aging discovery made him quite wealthy. He earned twice as much from that as he did from his greatest invention, intracellular genetic cull-sorting. "IGCS identifies and replaces defective genes which cause birth defects and many other illnesses, with only a single injection. Until then, Tay-Sachs, Downs syndrome, diabetes, heart disease, cancers, and many other conditions used to be huge problems. Mostly thanks to him, other than people dying from the frequent pandemics, the average lifespan is a hundred and forty now. "That was the reason incest became totally safe. That and the far too frequent quarantine lockdowns were the reasons incest became legal and common. Why take all the risks of leaving home, meeting strangers, and dating; if you can find a lover in your living room? The anti-age treatments got him a lot more money, but stopping dozens of diseases won him the Nobel Prize. "He was a great man, a real hero of science and medicine. He was my Daddy-Great-Great, my Daddy-Great, my Daddy-Gramps, and my Daddy. He was your Daddy, your Daddy-Gramps, and so-on, too. Ninety-six percent of my DNA came from him, and 98 percent of yours. We’re practically his clones. My son Jack asked, “If he fixed all the diseases, then why are we still quarantined most of the time?” "Genetic editing can’t do much about viruses that mutate constantly. The Spanish Flu and Covid were some of the first really bad ones, but the VXK Superflu was much worse. He and my Mommy-Great-Great died from it when you were a baby. It’s as contagious as the common cold and fatal over half the time, even with good medical treatment. That’s why it’s very important to always wear your bio-suit every time you leave home, and decontaminate any deliveries before you bring them in the house. And never, ever talk to strangers in person. "But back to our family history. After hearing that they were coming over, Mom quickly shut off the accounting lesson and started tidying the living room. She looked nervous but quite happy while she explained, “They’re visiting for your birthday. You’re eighteen today. Help me clean the place up before they get here. "I was curious but surprised. Birthdays had never been that important to us before. We ate sugary treats and the whole family visited and gave me hugs, but other than a few small gifts most birthdays were just regular days. I didn’t even think about being 18 until she mentioned it. I asked, 'Why does that matter? Dessert and hugs are nice, but no big deal.' "Mom gave me the shock of my life. 'Your childhood ends when they arrive. He’ll make you a woman tonight. He wants to put a baby in you.' I was strangely and suddenly overjoyed. I never had before, but felt an intense desire to make love and have a child with him. I also noticed a strong and unexpected attraction to my mother. "That was the night I had sex for the first time, and the second, and the third. Hehehe! Gosh, I’m blushing! By the next morning, you started growing inside me. "Look at this picture. Does my Mommy-Great look like she was seventy-six? She’s the one on the right, with the biggest breasts." “No way! She’s gorgeous! Hot and sexy, like you and my Mommy-Gran!” He coughed and thought a moment, then added, “She’s beautiful and only looks about thirty.” "She really was 76. The picture was taken a month after you were born. I was breastfeeding you, and my boobs grew pretty fast. They went from 32 B to 38 triple-D in only half a year! I’m the shy one, at the bottom left of the picture. “WOW! But you . . . you look almost the same now! So pretty! And such big ti. . . such a great body!” "I was almost nineteen then, and I’m thirty-six now. I still really look that good?" He blushed and said, “Yeah! Maybe even better.” "In the picture, your Mommy-Gran is behind me, and your Mommy-Great is in back. They look pretty good, right?" “GAWDS! So hot!” I noticed a slowly swelling bulge in his pants. “Beautiful! So sexy!” "You loved their breasts when you were a baby, too. I'm glad they all helped me breastfeed you the first month. I didn't have enough milk at first." “They're all great! I'm glad I have such a beautiful family. So, what was your Dad like? And why do you say his full name over and over, every time? You could just say ‘The doctor’ or ‘Daddy’ or ‘John’. It gets boring after a while.” "NO! I can’t! He was such a wonderful, truly great man! I loved him so very much! I need to say Dr. John Jones to honor him and his memory!" “Uh okay. Sorry.” "He was the love of my life, up until today." “Why today?” I ducked the question. "Later. Dr. John Jones was a very busy man. He travelled all over the world and was only home a few days a week. That’s one of the reasons he did a special genetic edit for our family. All the females are bisexual, VERY bisexual, and strongly attracted to each other. When one of them comes over and watches you, I get a I get a lesbian threesome at their place. Hehehe! Our bodies quit aging the day we turn twenty-one. My Mommy-Great-Great was still gorgeous when she and Daddy-Great-Great caught the superflu at age a hundred and three. Mercifully, it was quick and they didn’t suffer much.” I briefly paused in grief and sadness. Jack smiled even wider when I added, "After our first baby, we girls all have at least 34 double-D breasts, too. But Dr. John Jones was my favorite lover and favorite person. Still, your Mommy-Gran and Mommy-Great are AMAZING at sex. Your Mommy-Great-Great isn't in the mood as much, since she turned ninety, so she only joins in a few times a week. “We're not totally lesbians, though. We still love men, but we haven't found anybody who can compare to Dr. John Jones. At least until we move in with them. They have a bedroom five times as big as mine with a huge bed. It's a double-king, with space for eight people, maybe even ten. "Wow! Will I get a room that nice, too?" "If you want, you can have a bedroom a little bigger and nicer than the one you have now. But we hope you'll take Dr. John Jones' place, in the middle of the big one?" “Uh . . . Will I . . . Will I need to ah. . . do sex with them? And uh. . . with you?” His trouser bulge was quite large, so he obviously didn’t hate the idea. "If you want. All of us would love to breastfeed you again, and your Mommy-Gran wants another baby. Would you like to make yourself an aunt or uncle with her?" "Uh. . . WOW! That sounds AWESOME!" His cheeks were pink and a huge smile filled his face. "And I think maybe I want another one. Will you help me make you a brother or sister? Maybe a herd of them? I think an even dozen would be perfect." "I ah. . . Can I think about it?" "Sure, no rush. Look at some more pictures from my eighteenth birthday. Maybe they'll help you decide." I knew the highly pornographic pics would convince him, and beyond. “Okay.” I handed them to him. “Holy freakin’ HOT! These two girls are amazing! Their tongues, the way they’re French kissing! And the pictures with them licking each other! Is that really you and my Mommy-Gran? WOW!” "That’s us! You were only a tiny month-old speck in my womb at the time. I had sex with her Tuesday, and it’s still great. We’ve been in love and lust from the day I took a pill to unblock my sex hormones on my 18th birthday. “That’s why there was an extra pill with your vitamins this morning. You got a sex drive blocker when you started puberty, so you grew and developed fully, but didn't get any messy reproductive urges until you could handle them. You’ve never shown an interest in sex until this afternoon. I like the change. I like it a LOT. Hehehe! What about these pictures? He licked his lips then glanced back and forth, studying the shape of my young little breasts in the pictures and the massive mounds beneath my blouse. "My baby made my boobs grow a lot. They blew up like balloons, growing from 32 B to 38 triple-D in only six months! John Jones was good at everything else, too, but the best thing he ever did was give me my wonderful, handsome, sexy son Jack." He turned beet red at the compliment and I played with his hair a little. He asked, “So uh. . . um. . . What do you like best in bed? What’s your favorite kind of. . . ah. . . sex?” "I like to start with kissing and making out." I kissed his lips and lightly stroked his body from collarbone to navel. "Touching and feeling each other’s bodies." I kissed him again and squeezed his firm buttocks briefly. "Then some boob play and oral. A lot of women say they do, but I really enjoy how a penis tastes and feels in my mouth." I gently squeezed his package through his pants. When I took a step back, there was sweat on his brow and he adjusted his crotch. He asked, “I bet putting it in somebody’s mouth feels great?” "He said it was one of the best things ever. Missionary style sex is nice but I like it from behind more, doggy style or laying on my belly. Best of all, I loved when he would pull out of me just before I came, and then stuffed his nice big cock up my butt! Most girls don’t, but once I’m hot and excited I just LOVE anal. Your Mommy-Great likes it, too.” By then, he was practically drooling over the picture of me with our father’s cock up my ass. He had an urgent groin problem and begged, “I’m so FUCKING horny, Mom! Can we have sex? Or give me a blowjob, PLEASE?” "You need to wait. . ." The house computer beeped and announced, “Lucretzia Jones, Veronique Jones, and Mirrienne Jones are on the way here. Expected travel time is twenty-six minutes.” I sighed at the interruption, then continued. “You need to wait half an hour, John Jones Junior. Your Mommy-Gran, -Great, and -Great-Great would be disappointed if we started without them.” He looked confused when I kissed his lips lightly. I explained, “Jack is really just your nickname, John Jones Junior. I hope you’ll go to medical school, so I can add ‘Doctor’. I want to taste a doctor's semen again, and have another doctor’s baby.” I licked my lips and he swallowed hard. He pleaded, "PLEASE, Mom? Just a quickie? Or even just a handy! I'll give you all the babies you want!" I ignored him and walked to the kitchen, to get snacks and drinks ready for our hot and sexy ancestor guests. - Jack said that birthday was the best day of his life. Helping virologist Dr. John Jones Junior teach our exquisite redheaded triplets and his busty blonde auntie-daughter about sex nineteen years later was one of my best days. To be fair, on the weekends I let him enjoy our female ancestors, and only slept with our very bisexual and very arousing triplets myself. But every weeknight, my son and I enjoyed some loving, passionate sex in front of our children, and then with them. Hmmm. . . maybe my best week was helping him breed all ten of his beautiful daughter-granddaughters once they were old enough, two at a time, in the yard. His semen and their pussies are delicious, so I’m glad they let me lick them clean. Or maybe my best day was when Doctor Sir John Jones was Knighted, for curing the super nasty VXK Superflu, the three terrible viruses that followed, and the even more horrific disease, Zombiepox. So long as we don’t get sick, we're more than happy being stuck at home a decade at a time. 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