Incest/Taboo The Riders of Sirius Minor

Taylor gasped as he felt the Hiveflesh on the tip of his penis become intensely sensitive. He had crossed a line that couldn't be uncrossed.

"Sophie, I'm going to come!" he cried.

"Do it, Darling!" she cried. "Fill me with all the goodness the Hive has to offer!" She was totally into it, totally eager to be impregnated. Her lust for his seed pushed him over the edge, and his penis exploded, shooting heavy ropes of dark sperm inside the cunt of the woman he loved.

"Oh. Oh. Oh. Oooooooh!" Taylor groaned as his legs and ass muscles stiffened and he froze inside of her. He had been intensely cock teased for much of the day. His balls had been tight with the need for release. He cried out with joy as his massive tension was finally eased.

Insemination had occurred!

Sophie was rewarded for her cooperation with an orgasm of her own. Her body shook and shuddered as she climaxed wonderfully around Taylor's stiff cock embedded deep within her. She relaxed her shoulders and smiled at him, looking intensely satisfied.

They lay together for a long moment. Then Taylor pulled his shrinking penis out of her. Sophie hugged him tightly. "Your sperm is inside me now," she said. "Do you think I'm pregnant?"

"My master tells me it may take several days of trying."

"Several wonderful days," she grinned. With her Rider Mask and blue eye shadow Sophie looked like a completely different person than the cold faced Passive Observer he had known and served with for years. Sophie had become something else now, something which alarmed Taylor but at the same time he was still very, very attractive to.

Taylor cocked his head and listened to his rider. "My master wants me to start on Susan now."

"Can't we have just a few more minutes together?" she pleaded. But then she stiffened and nodded. "My master wants me to go as well." She stiffly got up and walked to the door with jerky footsteps. She was in such a daze that she forgot her nightgown.

When she got to the smaller bedroom, she found Susan and Mushy looking at her excitedly. "Is it done?" Susan asked.

"It's done!" Sophie cried. "Though we'll probably have to do it again!"

"Hopefully the first time of many!" Susan cried, hugging her tightly. "Let me look at you, Sophie!" She took a step backwards and looked Sophie thoroughly up and down. Sophie's hair was all messed up. There were a ring of red marks around her neck and her breasts. Farther down her orangey cuntlips were spread wide and dripping black goo. "He gave you a heavy load, didn't he?"

"I hope so!" Sophie grinned.

"All right, it's my turn!" Susan took a deep breath. "How do I look?" She was wearing a silky black nightgown.

"Amazing!" said Sophie. She kissed Susan on the lips. "Good luck... sister."

"Thank you... sister," Susan grinned, her fingers brushing by Sophie's as she left the room.

"I thought you'd never come," said Taylor, as she flew into his arms.

"Fundamentalist Ramadans couldn't keep me away," said Susan, hugging him tightly. "I saw what you did for Sophie." She reached down and stared at his shrunken penis. She cupped his balls worriedly. "Are you sure you'll have enough for me?"

"I'll always have enough for you, Susan."

And he said it in such a terribly masculine way, such a terribly romantic way that Susan was floored. She swooned and fell into his arms. Taylor smiled as he quickly undressed her like a kid unwrapping a present on World Government Redistribution Day.

"Oh Michael!" she giggled, as he pulled her into bed. "Look what Sophie left me with!" she complained, again cupping his penis. "A tiny stub, just as she promised! Well, I can fix that!" And before Taylor could protest she had swooped down and engulfed him with her mouth.

"Susan!" he cried. Her lips felt incredible on his cock. Susan gave him such a sexy look as she sucked him into hardness. The yellow eye shadow reminded him again that she was a sex slave of the Hive. She was sucking him off because the Hive wanted her to. The Hive wanted him hard again so he could inseminate her. Her swirling tongue made him stiffen, but so did her newly curled red hair and her new, mocking look. Taylor's penis slid out of her mouth with a pop. "There, that should do... for starters," she grinned at him. She slid into his arms once more. "Oh Michael! I was so hot for you during the golf game! The way you teased me, the way you taunted me, the way you rubbed my cunt drove me mad!"

"Is that why you edged me so thoroughly on the beach?" Taylor asked, still remembering his stiff erection which she brought to the edge time and time again.

"Maybe," she smiled, as she felt his warm body press against her breasts. "I was wild for you, Honey! Still am!"

"Me too!" Taylor admitted. He reached down and spread Susan's cuntlips. They looked so sexy, perfectly framed by her bright red triangle of pubic hair and the glowing upside down "U" symbol above her cunt. Susan's clitoris was just as large as he remembered it. It looked like a small penis head. Taylor started to rub his own penis head against hers.

"Oh!" Her eyes went wide. "Honey, what are you doing to me?"

"Maybe a little edging of my own," Michael grinned.

"Oh Michael! Oh my dear sweet Michael! That feels incredible!" said Susan. "Oh, oh oh oh!" She grabbed him tightly with her arms as he stimulated her, while simultaneously spreading her legs to give him easier access, making the green gem hanging from her cuntlips dangle back and forth. "It feels so good, Honey! I wish I had had you first."

"Why didn't you?" Taylor asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You let Sophie win the golf game, didn't you?"

"You knew?" said Susan.

"Uh huh," said Taylor, still rubbing his penis against her clit. "Why?"

"I'm... I'm beginning to grow fond of Sophie Astor," said Susan, with a grin. "All our back and forth trash talking during the game was fun, Michael! I haven't had that much fun in a long time!"

"Neither have I," said Taylor.

"And then at the end when I was ahead, she was so needy, so very needy, so..."

"So you let me have her first. Thank you," said Taylor.

"Don't expect that kind of charity every day, Taylor," she warned him. "I'll fight to get you first tomorrow and the day after and every day we're here. Still... she's a beautiful woman, isn't she?"

"She is," Taylor agreed, as his cockhead moved up and down over her clit.

"Who... who is more attractive, me, or her?"

Taylor sighed. Sophie just asked me the very same thing.

Tell the female she is, said the voice inside his head. We want her fully cooperative for reproduction.

"Why you are, of course, Susan."

"Really?"

"Yep," said Taylor. "You're ten years younger than Sophie. You have a leaner body, sexy red hair, and a sexy smile. And your ass isn't too...."

"Too big?" She laughed.

"Let's just say you have the perfect body."

"Even my breasts?" she asked anxiously. "They're not as big as hers!"

"There's quantity... and there's quality," said Taylor. He took her nipple in his mouth.

"Oh Michael! Oh Michael oh Michael oh Michael!" she cried.

Her erect nipple slid out with a pop.

"Do you want me to do the other one?" Taylor asked.

"Yes, please!"

As Taylor sucked on her other nipple, he realized how sexy Susan was. She had looked so sophisticated, so worldly in the yellow sundress she had worn at dinner tonight. Her newly curled red hair inflamed his ardor. Her yellow eye shadow, a reminder of the rider on his back, a reminder that she was under mind control of the Hive, made his penis tingle and his testicles tighten.

When Taylor pulled back, both her nipples were hard.

"Now put it in me, Honey," she pleaded. "I want to feel you inside my cunt RIGHT NOW!"

Taylor smiled and looked down. Susan's cunt lips were engorged with blood, puffy and dilated. He could see the glistening wetness on the red edges. She was obviously aroused. He slowly aimed his Hiveflesh coated cockhead and sunk it inside her, just a bit, a tiny bit, no more than half an inch.

"Aaaaah," said Susan.

Then Taylor pulled out. Then he put it back in her again... but not more than inch.

Pleasure turned to annoyance on Susan's face. "What are you doing?"

Taylor continued to dip his penis in and out of her, just the head, only the head.

"Honey, what are you doing to me?" she cried.

"Having a bit of fun with you," he said. "Like you had with me on the beach."

"Nooooo!" she squealed. "Honey, please, I'm so sorry for that! I hungered for you so badly! I had to do it, to keep myself from going insane!"

Taylor continued to move just his cockhead in and out of her. He loved watching the way Susan's slick pussy lips grabbed and released it. The glowing green symbol on the head of his penis shone through the yellow-brown Hiveflesh sheath at the tip.

"Please, Honey! I need you inside me NOW!" Susan cried.

Taylor looked at the redheaded cutie. He was so attracted to her. He sighed and sunk more deeply inside of her.

"Oh Michael!" she cried, her eyes going wide as he impaled her fully. "So big, big big big!" she cried, as his bulbous Hiveflesh coated tip rubbed her vaginal walls so wonderfully. "Oh, oh, oh! Now I know what I was missing!"

"Do you like it?"

"Honey, I love it!" Susan cried. Her nipples were erect and pointed straight at him, her eyes shining. "I love you, Michael Taylor!" She kissed him strongly.

Taylor smiled as he rodded her. The going was easier this time. Sophie had helped drain the intense pressure in his balls. Now he built up to a climax in a more leisurely, unhurried way.

"Yesss.....," said Susan. "It feel so good!" She smiled at him as her heavy tits sloped down her chest. "I love how you make love to me, Michael!" She swallowed heavily. "Put it in me more deeply, now, Honey!" Susan gasped causing her breasts to shudder. "Yes, Honey, just like that! Oh, Michael!" she cried, as she watched as his long rod moved in and out of her.

"You look happy," said Taylor.

"I am happy!" Susan grinned. When he sank into her balls deep once more Susan said, "Yeahhh! I love how deeply you bone me, Honey!" She kissed him passionately, totally into it, as she was lovingly impaled. And then she groaned when he pulled out again. "Ooooh, this is so incredible!" she said, looking down to watch as Taylor's long penis moved in and out between her slick cuntlips. "Just think, Honey, the Hive is keeping the promise it made us!"

"Promise?" Taylor said, as his penis plunged between her cuntlips once more.

"That if I joined the Hive we will always be together," said Susan. "I admit, after you finished my training and my rider matured, I was upset when they took you away from me. But now that we are back together I can see that we'll be together for a long, long time. We'll produce such a fabulous baby that the Hive will want us to do it again and again and again, I just know they will!"

Susan had such a beautiful smile on her face. She was the happiest Taylor had ever seen her. He wished she could stay that way forever. But he knew the truth. In all likelihood the egg that had been implanted in her would produce an alien duplicate of Susan, an alien duplicate which would replace her. She, like Sophie, would be consigned to oblivion.

Taylor didn't want that to happen, but neither could he stop thrusting for even a single moment. His rider wouldn't let him. His penis, which she admired so much, his penis, which was thrusting so deeply inside of her, would also be the instrument of Susan Cleary's destruction, just as it would be for Sophie.

Taylor started to thrust more and more rapidly. "Getting close," he whispered.

"Do it, Honey," she said, her green eyes sparkling just below her yellow eye shadow. "Fill me with the seeds of Hivelife!"

Taylor felt his rider on his back, stimulating him. It was harder to climax now, since he had just deposited a heavy load inside of Sophie less than thirty minutes ago. His rider helped him. He could feel its tendrils stimulating his balls and shaft. The Hiveflesh on the tip of his penis suddenly became more sensitive by a factor of ten. Taylor gasped as he felt his penis harden and twitch.

"Ah!" he cried, his eyes wide as he flooded into her. He felt his penis hammering pulse after pulse inside of her. Susan's rider rewarded her with her own climax and she groaned with pleasure and her chest flushed red.

When Taylor pulled out of her he saw black goo connecting the tip of his penis with her vagina. Susan snapped the cord playfully. "You did have enough for me, even after just doing Sophie! You're so manly! You have so much in here!" she said, grabbing his balls. "How does that make you feel?"

"Proud," said Taylor. "Proud to be an inseminator of the Hive."

"You should be. You have a lot to be proud of!" said Susan, reaching up and kissing him. Then she looked into his eyes and said softly, "Thank you for inseminating me, lover."

"It was my pleasure," said Taylor. "We'll do this again."

"And again. And again and again and again, until I'm thoroughly pregnant," said Susan. "And who knows, perhaps we'll continue to do it after that!" she grinned at him. She was so sexy!

Susan rolled her shoulders. "I can feel how happy my master is. How satisfied that we are being fruitful and multiplying."

"Does your rider's happiness mean a lot to you?" Taylor asked.

"Of course! Doesn't yours?" she asked.

Taylor smiled and nodded. He reached over and grabbed the green organic box from the nightstand.

"What are you doing?"

"Recharging myself for Mushy."

"Oh." Susan watched as Taylor inserted his penis and balls into the device. "Mind if I stay here until you're ready for her?"

"Of course not."

She wrapped a tight arm around him and closed her eyes and smiled.

"How was it?" Mushy asked anxiously.

"He was woooonderful," said Susan, giving a wide smile. "He's ready for you, Hon." She kissed Mushy on the lips. "Go to him. Let him inseminate you and fill you with the seeds of Hivelife!"

"I want to. I will!" said Mushy. She gave Sophie a cheerful smile, and left for the master bedroom.

When she entered the bedroom Taylor was still nude. "Is it all right if I come in?" she asked timidly. The bedsheets were a mess, and the room reeked of sex.

"Of course," Taylor smiled. "Let me have a look at you, Mushy!"

Mushy was wearing a pink nightie which only went down slightly below her waist, showing off her slender legs and sexy thighs. It rode so high that it almost showed off her vagina.

"What an incredible gown!"

"You like it?"

"Yes!" he kissed her.

She smiled shyly. "Julie bought it for me. I thought it was too much."

"You mean too little," Taylor said, making her laugh. "But actually Mushy, your sexy gown had only whetted my appetite for more." His deep voice sent a thrill through her cunt. She lifted her arms and let Taylor remove her gown.

"I can't wait to have you," Taylor murmured. He pressed his naked body against hers.

"Neither can I!" said Mushy. They kissed and hugged for a long moment. Mushy moaned as she felt herself getting wet between her legs. "Michael, I can feel the egg inside me!"

"Really?" said Taylor.

"Yes!" said Mushy. "I think... I think it's releasing some kind of chemical. Some kind of hormones or something. It's making me mad for you. Mad for this," she said, looking down at his penis.

"Do you think we should give it what it wants?" Taylor asks.

"What a great idea!" Mushy smiled at him. "Make love to me, Michael. Fill me with the seeds of Hivelife!"

Mushy had a content smile on her face as Taylor plunged in and out of her tight, Asian vagina. Her small cucumber shaped breasts looked like two long thin lines of flesh colored jello running down her chest, totally lacking in firmness of any kind. But Taylor didn't care. Mushy was tight, very tight, and he had a job to do.

The Hive demanded it.

As he thrust into her, though, he noticed that her smile soon faded and was replaced with puzzlement and even alarm. "Is there something wrong?" Taylor asked, as he continued to make love to her.

"I... I don't know," said Mushy. "I get the feeling what we're doing is wrong."

"You had that feeling before," said Taylor. "But after I pleasured you, it went away."

"Yes," said Mushy. "But now I'm feeling it again."

"Feeling what?"

"Like... we're doing something wrong?"

"Well, what are we doing?" Taylor asked.

"You... you're making love to me," said Mushy, watching his long penis move inside her tiny Asian cunthole, in and out, in and out.

"That can't be wrong, can it?" Taylor asked.

"No," Mushy giggled. She tried to concentrate. "I had an alien egg implanted inside my uterus."

"That's true," said Taylor.

"And your sperm has been modified to create Hivelife." She stared at his heavy black testicles which were swollen and huddled closely against his shaft, a sign that his climax could not be far off.

"Also true," said Taylor.

Mushy tried to think. "And... my uterus... is to incubate and give birth to Hivelife... which will enslave humanity."

"Yes," said Taylor. "And what's wrong with that?"

"I... I don't know," said Mushy, trying to concentrate as Taylor boned her. "I say the words, and I just feel it's wrong, but I don't know why."

"Maybe you're overthinking it," said Taylor. He started to pant as he moved more quickly inside her. "Mushy, I'm getting close now!"

"Wait!" she said, concentrating. "There's something I'm trying to remember! Every time I try to remember it, it gets snatched away from me!"

"Maybe try thinking of something else," Taylor suggested. He liked the way her narrow cuntlips grasped his enormous shaft. Her vagina was so narrow, her entrance so small and tight!

"No!" Mushy frowned. "I... I got it! I remember now!"

"Remember what?" said Taylor.

"One of the colonists. In the Hive. She gave birth to Hivelife," said Mushy. The memory came flooding back to her. "She gave birth to an identical copy of her."

"An identical copy?"

"Yes! I remember now!" said Mushy. "The copy said that she was going to replace the original colonist who gave birth to her!" She gave Taylor a terrified look. "That's what you're going to impregnate me with! An alien who's going to replace me!"

"Mushy-"

"You have to stop, Michael!" she cried, in a panicky voice.

"I can't!" said Taylor, his penis almost on the edge of bursting.

"You have to!" she cried.

"Mushy, I can't! I have to fill you with Hivelife! The Hive demands it!" said Taylor. He could feel his orgasm rapidly approaching. "Mushy, who am I?"

She started to cry.

"Mushy! Who am I?" Taylor roared. He could feel his penis tightening up. He didn't have long now. He would climax in seconds, he could feel it!

"You... you're Michael Taylor."

"Who am I?" Taylor demanded, thrusting into her hard.

"You... you're my Captain."

"And you're my crewman," said Taylor. He stared deeply into her eyes. "Trust me, Mushy." He could feel the tip of his penis rubbing against her inner walls. Almost there!

"But...."

"Trust me!" The stimulation the head of his penis from her tight, Asian vagina felt so good! Almost there!

"But...

"Trust me, Mushy!" Taylor cried. He gave a loud groan as the head of his penis rubbed against the inside of Mushy's vagina one time too many. Black goo shot out of the slit at the tip of his penis and spurted deeply into Mushy's vagina. A second pulse followed after that and then a third and a fourth, splattering all over her cervix. Taylor gasped and collapsed on top of her, with the deed done.

Mushy grasped him tightly, still deeply impaled. "Is it...."

"Done, yes," said Taylor. "But we'll have to keep doing it, until you're impregnated."

"Because... the Hive demands it," said Mushy.

"Yes," said Taylor. "I'm so sorry, Mushy."

"I... I understand."

And she slowly fell asleep in his arms, even as her face was covered in tears.

"Wake up, sleepyheads!"

Taylor slowly opened his eyes to see Susan and Sophie hovering around the doorway.

"Did you finally decide who you were going to spend the night with, Michael?" Susan asked.

"Huh?" said Taylor sleepily.

"Huh?" Susan imitated his deep voice. "When Mushy didn't come back last night, we either figured you had decided to spend the night with her, or that you two ran off and got married. I'm glad it wasn't the latter."

"Sorry I didn't let you know," said Taylor. "I had other things... on my mind."

"I can guess what they were," Susan grinned. "Was she that good, Michael?"

"Incredible," said Taylor

"How was he, Mushy?" Sophie asked.

Mushy yawned and stretched her arms in a very casual way. "He was wonderful."

"Ready to have him again after breakfast?" Susan inquired.

"Of course!" said Mushy brightly.

"Shower first. Come on."

Susan and Sophie left and Mushy moved to join them, but Taylor grabbed her arm. "Mushy, are you all right?"

"Of course," she said.

"Listen, the thing that concerned you last night... I think it would be better if you don't talk to Susan and Sophie about it. It might just upset them, know what I mean?" Taylor said.

"No." Mushy shook her head. "The thing that upset me? What are you talking about?"

"You were upset... last night... don't you remember?" Taylor asked.

"No. What was I upset about?" Mushy asked.

Taylor thought quickly. "You... you were worried you wouldn't climax."

"Oh, that? There were no problems there." She kissed him lightly. "You were wonderful. See you at breakfast." She got up and left.

Mushy's rider had done something to her. While she slept, it had edited and reordered her memories. Like someone editing a holofilm by snipping out key moments. Mushy no longer remembered the horrifying fate which awaited her.

It was all for the best, Taylor decided. Why not let the girls be happy as long as they could?​