AlbionChapter 10
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"So now we have been in our new home for just about one full day." Elizabeth's delivery was rather formal, much like a speech given for her schooling. "I think it is time to review what we have experienced so far, time for another session with the purpose of organising ourselves, and time to plan dinner.
"Before we begin, I must make a first stage report on the contest to determine who among us is the greatest slattern. Currently in first place is Tracy, who ambushed John in the shower and fucked him standing up even though she has her period. That not being sufficient, she taught him to sodomise her. This so excited him that the blast of his orgasm lifted Tracy three inches off the floor and literally knocked John on his arse." The women were shrieking with laughter. Elizabeth pressed ahead with her 'report.'
"In second place is Jenny, who bonked John twice in one half-day, under the guise of attempting conception. During the second event, Jenny managed not once, but twice to faint straight away. To finish off, Jenny threw off her guise of innocence and delivered a virtuoso performance in eating Amy's twat.
"In third place is Mandy, who rubbed her pussy completely raw while managing to LOSE a jilling contest with Janice. Mandy CHEATED, the jilling taking place as they watched Mandy's daughter Amy take a world class tongue lashing from Jenny, and SHE STILL lost.
"In fourth place is Heather, who delivered a very credible blow job this morning and followed up with by being taken by John from the rear whilst bent over a sofa arm. Heather might have scored higher, but she could get no one but Tracy to eat John's spend from her pussy. While greedily collecting John's spend, Tracy refused to give Heather an orgasm.
"Tied for last place are Gail and Elizabeth, still in the starting gate. Earlier, Jeremy approached Gail and me. He told me he was pretending to be the Little Dutch Boy. We said we didn't understand. He said, 'you know, the Little Dutch Boy. I want to put my finger in the dyke.'"
The entire room was in uproar. People were rolling on the floor, holding their sides, and trying to curb their laughter. Tears rolled everywhere. Elizabeth stood royally, with a completely straight face, looking at them as though they were all daft. She finally broke down and joined the hearty laughter. She wrapped Tracy in a big hug, and followed with hugs for Jenny, Mandy, Heather and Gail. Even John got a hug, and he wasn't target to the massive barbs.
Finally, everyone got hold of themselves. A few bursts of laughter escaped, but they all got themselves under control.
"The key to excellent teasing," smiled Gail, "lies in the delivery. Yours is flawless. Your humour is razor sharp." Elizabeth smiled.
"As our Leader suggested," Gail continued, "we should have a review of the past day, with focus upon things going right, and issues needing attention."
The AI chose that moment for the announcement. "Urine analysis reveals that the concubine Jenny is pregnant."
Everyone but Jenny jumped and cheered. The look on Jenny's crimson face was priceless, a mixture of wonder, joy, shock and fear. She accepted kisses and hugs all around. John manoeuvred Jenny onto his lap. He managed somehow to isolate them from the celebration going on all around them. He shared his joy, his pride and excitement at the news. It was very sweet of him. Jenny was deeply moved. John's stock went up with all of the women.
Again, the adults settled themselves. Heather chirped, "We've had this much action, and the AI says our libido will peak in a few more days? John may need to call in the reserves."
"I'll let you know if I begin to struggle," John grinned.
"You haven't had the old bags gang up on you yet, John," Tracy cackled.
Elizabeth said, "I think I'll put the sex down as a success, so far. I haven't heard any outright complaints. The children are sweet and seem well behaved and well adjusted. I think all of the adults can sleep in the master bedroom from now on. What should we talk about next?"
Mandy said, "Elizabeth, you said early on that your name wouldn't do as an endearment. Shall we take that up now?"
It turned out, not too surprisingly, that Elizabeth had never had a nickname. The group tried on for size all of the usual abbreviations of Elizabeth: Liz, Beth, and Betty. Liz was immediately rejected when it was realised that the children would amend the name to Lizard. Beth simply didn't feel right. The name 'Betty' had gone unused for so long, none of the group could say they actually knew a person who used it.
Again, the seating positions were changed. "Before I launch into serious matters," Elizabeth said, "I want to tell you that I love to tease. I love to be teased. I want you to know now that my teasing is meant to be good-hearted. If I intend a rebuke, I hope it will be obvious. I worry that there are so many of us, who will be living so close together, that feelings might get hurt and might stay that way for too long. I hope, and I mean, to have any rebuke solve the problem and then be...
And all the days following were much the same. The family (as they all now thought of themselves) invested their energy knitting themselves together, learning to depend upon individual strengths and to compensate for individual weaknesses, growing stronger day by day. Elizabeth immersed herself in her part of the planning for establishment of the colony. She was competitive in the extreme. She shared goings on in their planning with members of her family, and gratefully listened to their...
The grey wall of an interdiction field went up, totally enclosing the Palace Gardens and the four assault shuttles that had taken up station just inside the outer limits of the impressive gardens. From the hovering shuttles stepped the first of the Marines who descended swiftly to the ground, the tractor beams of the dropships depositing the troops quickly and precisely around the gathered guests. The two young Royals were grabbed and unceremoniously bundled up by their minders and literally...
When Prince Andrew and the now not-so-small group accompanying him stepped from the transporter terminus into the receiving hold of the colony ship Boudicca they were nearly deafened by the racket. The Marines and Fleet Auxiliary crew were losing the battle to maintain control and tempers were fraying as a result. Andrew looked at the Captain who’d appeared just behind him and shouted, “Is it normally like this?” The Captain shook his head and guessed that it was because of the number of...
“So how are we going to go about this?” “Hopefully I’ve managed to get the AI to do most of the work,” replied Andrew. “Then it will be down to you and your people to get things organised however you want them.” Elizabeth looked at her brother and didn’t know whether to scowl or laugh. This whole set up was almost a joke, except that their own, and everyone else’s, lives depended on how things went and that thought was starting to feel very heavy. “I take it, that that means you’ve decided...
?I am so lucky,? I said as I breathed down into my glass of burgundy wine. ?Why, darling?? my husband Michael asked as he gently brushed back a strand of my auburn hair. I could smell the sweet scent of freshly burnt matches which had been used to light the many spice apple candles we had decorating our apartment. The music was turned down low and I could pick out a variety of violin and piano notes which blended together just perfect enough to encourage the intoxicating feeling I was...
Introduction: When Dan introduced his virgin bride to the joys of sex, he had no idea the nympho he would release. Elizabeth was the 3rd of 5 children born into a religious Methodist family. Her father was a drinker and her mother was the one who kept things together in the family. As Liz grew up thru the 50s she learned all the skills young girls of the day were expected to learn. Cooking, cleaning, and general homemaking was the way of the world in the 50s. As Liz grew into a lovely blond...
The transport ship's hold was filled far beyond capacity. An extraordinary number of people had just been extracted from the Queen's garden party. The noise level increased, a symptom of the rising sense of fear and loss as many in the crowd began to realise what had happened to them. At Princess Elizabeth's suggestion, the Royal fanfare briefly calmed and quieted the confused group. Overly-loud instructions to sit down were immediately obeyed, but the noise level soon began to rise...
After a flurry of activity, food and drink, platters and plates, tableware and napkins were marshalled and delivered to the living room. The AI helped by producing a coffee table that made a serviceable buffet. Janice and Jeremy were brought down and made to eat and drink with everyone else. The talk started off slowly, partly because they all felt out of their element, and partly because they were all famished. Once everyone was served and they were well into their meal, the conversations...
"Next on the agenda," Elizabeth said, "are babies. Gail, I would like you to take the lead in this. I think we should talk about timing of births before we start assigning slots in the rotation." Gail said, "I have been thinking about this. You may know that the Queen invited me to 'mother' the Princess - sorry, Ma'am - and to take care of the children. On one hand, we have the AI and I don't think keeping house will be strenuous. We could all get pregnant as quickly as possible,...
"What time is it, please," asked Gail. "Ship time is 20:13," answered the AI. "Add over three hours," Heather said, "and the kids' internal clocks say it is nearly midnight. Tracy, maybe we ought to round up the children and get them to bed?" All of the adults went upstairs, to see the reconfigured bedrooms, and to see how the children were faring. Tracy was first through the playroom door. She found Stephanie, Michael and Jeremy asleep, cuddled together in a little area that the...
Elizabeth, Jenny, Mandy, Gail and John made their way into the master bedroom. "This is too weird," Elizabeth said. "What... ?" "Shh..." said Jenny, coaxing her onto the bed. The others followed. Jenny helped arrange John on his back in the middle of the bed. Jenny moved herself onto her knees between John's legs. Mandy was on her knees on John's left side, Elizabeth on the right. Gail placed herself on the left side of Elizabeth, near John's head. Jenny started to stroke John's...
John disentangled himself from two pair of arms and legs. He slid gently off the bed. A quick head count told him that he was the first one up. He made his way to the bathroom and relieved himself. The shower lured him in and he took a short but refreshing bathe. The jets of warm air at the end of the shower surprised him but he decided that he liked it. Still not accustomed to being naked - nude, he corrected himself - he made his way to the kitchen area. There he found Jenny pulling a...
"It's actually rather pleasant having all of you about us just now," Jenny said. "If you had told me three days ago that four of the closest people in my life would watch me orgasm and, more, that their presence would comfort me, I would have thought you daft." Gail said, "You said we weren't in Kansas anymore, Elizabeth. I'm afraid that none of us has begun to grasp how profoundly our lives have been changed." There were murmurs of general agreement. "I for one remain quite...
The younger children raced back to the playroom. Amy and Janice disappeared. The adults split into small groups, touring the pod and discussing possible modifications. The room on the first floor that was intended to be an office was presently without furniture. Elizabeth asked the AI for two sofas, against two walls at right angles to each other, with an occasional table between them. She also asked for a desk and chairs, soft, plush carpet, a change in wall colour and some wall hangings....
"Can we start this session with another view of our new and improved selves?" Jenny asked, grinning. "You bet," said Elizabeth. "AI, please do the honours." The coffee table was still between the sofas. The holographic figures appeared, and were replaced by the next person, every ten seconds. On the second pass, John wished aloud that he could see a pregnancy cycle. Tracy leaped at the idea. The next image to appear was Jenny. "AI," she said, "please show Jenny's appearance over...
The new tables and chairs were finished and ready for use. The children - and the girls, who didn't want to be lumped in with the little kids - were rounded up and washed. "What kind of sandwich would you like for lunch?" asked Mandy. "Give me your orders and the replicator and I will 'cook.'" "Good idea, Mandy," said Gail. "If I had a batch of soup made, would anyone eat it?" John sat down at the round table. He soon found himself surrounded by children. Amy sat on his right,...
Mandy had escorted Janice upstairs to an unused bedroom. She had had the AI reconfigure a bed more like a divan, so they could lay on it with their heads propped up. It was obvious that Janice felt left out, felt on the wrong side of an unfair dividing line. "Janice," Mandy said when they had climbed onto the bed, "I really did mean this a boon for you. It wasn't me shuffling the snotty little sister out of the way." "But I wanted to SEE!" whined Janice. Mandy laughed. "Janice, you...
When they reached the bed, Jenny hurriedly climbed up and lay on her back. Amy and John climbed on and stretched out on each side of Jenny. They lay there, looking at each other for a while. Amy moved in for a kiss. Jenny felt her own hesitation, overcame it, and met Amy's kiss. Not a lust-filled kiss, but one that promised more to come. Now it was John's turn. He brought his lips to Jenny's, held back briefly, and then started a more passionate attack. John was soon sucking and nibbling...
"Sponsor Elizabeth, you have a visitor at the door," intoned the AI. "And, who, pray tell, would that be?" answered Elizabeth. "Prince Andrew." "Then by all means, open the door and bid him enter. AI, in future, would you please simply say, 'Prince Andrew is at the door and wishes to enter, '" "Acknowledged." Elizabeth went to the foyer and found her brother standing there. She gave him a hug and kiss on the cheek. "Come in, come in. I'm glad to see you." "Well, yes,...
John awoke from his nap and found himself in a tangle of female arms and legs. He took the time to gently and slowly extricate himself without waking either of the two women. When he was up, he decided that yet another shower was in order. He made his way to the bathroom, started the shower, and stepped into the soothing hot spray. He stood in the spray, letting it cascade from his head down his body. Presently, he gathered up some lather and began washing his hair. He was surprised when a...
Jenny, Amy and John had been sent off to bed. Mandy had marched Janice off for their own session alone. The remaining adults took time to engage and play with the four smaller children. The playroom was surprisingly neat. Gail wondered how that was so, until she saw a crayon being absorbed by the floor of the room. Adults and children played with clay, and drew pictures, and sang songs. As the children became more comfortable, the connections became more physical - innocent, to be sure, but...
The sound of happy voices carried from the kitchen, not loudly but enough to emphasise the quiet in the living room. Elizabeth was sitting across from John on one end of the sofa, and Gail was on the other. She regarded them both for a few moments. John suddenly felt self-conscious at the scrutiny. Elizabeth approached John and, putting one knee on each side of his legs, sat down on his lap, facing him. She motioned Gail to join them while she kept her own eyes locked on John's. "I am so...
Elizabeth, Gail and John wandered into the kitchen. There they found Tracy, Jenny, Mandy and Heather embroiled in a massive effort to select a location for, and then store, an entire kitchen's worth of tools, equipment, supplies and food. Amy and Janice were ensconced on stools at the breakfast bar, drinking soda and watching the women with glee. Much of the work was to cross-purposes. One woman would choose a home for, say, the dinner plates only to have another object to the use of that...
The AI reported that dinner was ready to be served. After washing up, they made their way to the kitchen. The powerful aromas assaulted their senses as they entered the room. The women were bustling about doing myriad final chores. One sliced an apparently fresh-baked baguette. Another was carving a ham. A third extracted some type of dessert from the oven and placed it on a wire rack to cool. "Sit down, everyone," Tracy called. "There are no special places. Please choose a place near...
In ones and twos, they made their way down to the kitchen. Coffee and tea were ready. Not fully recovered from last night's romp, the women used the replicator to supply a variety of pastries. Tired though they were, most chose to remain standing. They circulated, collecting kisses, touches or words of endearment. Several were moving gingerly, having had a body part initiated for sexual service. But a deep sense of satisfaction was evident in all of them. "The concubines Gail and Tracy are...
Elizabeth entered her pod and saw them in the living room. She stripped off her dress and hung it on a hook in the closet. She quietly approached the two women, who were lying on their sides on a sofa, each with a mouthful of the other's pussy. As she watched, the woman furthest from the edge began to keen her orgasm, shaking and jerking. When she had recovered, she resumed her attack on her lover's snatch. Elizabeth had kept herself out of the line of sight. She quietly approached and as...
The rest of the crew had taken up the task of lunch preparation. Someone decided that a big pot of soup, and homemade at that, was what was needed. Well, largely homemade. A big container of beef stock from the replicator was the base for the soup. Potatoes and carrots, onion and celery, some peas here, some corn there, some herbs, some spices, salt and pepper and it started tasting pretty good. They left it simmering to marry the flavours. Someone else decided that the crew deserved muffins...
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