New Enceladus – chapter 9 by Limnophile

December 2270

New Dallas

Marine Biologist Erica Keller

Bonnie and I really didn’t want to, but the rules say we need to have babies by men outside our family after the third ones. We reluctantly agreed when our husbands said we could go together. When we finished dinner, our husband Ross and our two other wives played with the kids, and my preferred husband Charlie saw us out.

He said, “Erica, Bonnie, I know you love us, but this is for the good of the community. Roger is a good guy, you have nothing to worry about.”

He stroked Bonnie’s curly dark hair, as she kissed him goodbye. She said, “We’re not worried, it just won’t be the same. It won’t be you and Ross, and we love you so much.”

“If you need to, just imagine he’s me when you make love. Remember, you’re doing this to get us more kids, and we all love them. Think of the happiness you’ll have, breastfeeding another little one from your wonderful boobs.” I felt a twinge of jealousy as he rubbed them. She smiled and turned to go.

“And Erica, imagine the shocked look I had on my face the first time you kissed me. I never thought anybody as beautiful as either of you would have anything to do with me. Think of Ross and I, and how much we love both of you.”

I started to tear up as I kissed him goodbye. I took Bonnie’s hand as we left and walked the kilometer from our home to the Love Shack. On the way she stopped and said, “If I can’t have Ross or Charlie tonight, I want you.” She kissed me, and thrust her tongue into my mouth, licking my teeth. I held her tightly and kissed her back. She was an even better kisser than Ross or Charlie!

She started squeezing my breasts, and I massaged her butt, as we kept up the wonderful kiss. My blonde hair is so fine, I wished it had body and volume, like Bonnie’s dark locks. My boobs are bigger, but I wished they were a little firmer and rounder, like hers. She’s so pretty!

We were both very embarrassed when Governor Mori walked near us and said, “Very sexy, ladies! But the Love Shack is over there. Maybe I can get a turn with one of you?”

We looked each other in the eye, and she nodded slightly. I told him, “Both of us, next time!” He smiled broadly, and his eyes widened. Bonnie squeezed his butt as we went past. We giggled and happily walked the rest of the way there.

Roger offered us beers, and we slowly sipped them as we got to know him a little. He was very flirty and I was uncomfortable talking to him that way. I noticed Bonnie felt the same. I asked, “Can we go in a room and just talk privately a little while?”

The three of us went in the closest room available and shut the door. “Roger, you seem nice, but we’re uncomfortable with anybody but our husbands. I hope you don’t mind if I think of Charlie while you …”

Bonnie interrupted me, “I have a better idea. How about Roger lays down, and we kiss each other while we ride his mouth and … equipment? You can keep your eyes open and see me while we do it.”

Roger was happily surprised, “That sounds great!”

I asked, “How about we dance awhile first? You can watch two girls dancing and kissing, while we get each other hot for you?”

“Whatever you want!”

We had made out with each other a few times to get our husbands going, but never touched each other’s privates before. After five or six songs, we went back to the room. I kissed Bonnie as Roger licked me and Bonnie rode him. She was so beautiful! We played with each other’s breasts and climaxed at nearly the same time. I kissed her as Roger recovered a few minutes, and he quickly got aroused again. I climbed onto him, and instead of sitting on his mouth, Bonnie sat next to him and played with my chest.

I had two orgasms with him in me, mostly due to Bonnie’s wonderful mouth action on my nipples. Roger was done for the night, but Bonnie and I got each other off again as he smiled and watched.

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January 2301

New Dallas

Former Zoologist Rhonda Simmons

Life on New Enceladus was very hard at the beginning, but that’s what we expected. We live on a new planet with only a few thousand people. My husband Abolou and wife Enka don’t understand me, and don’t like me. My other wife Antonella is generally nice, and I like her. We’re friends, but that’s about all.

Enka and Antonella think it’s a huge deal that Abolou has a huge cock. So do five or six other guys in town, and they’re much nicer to me. After we lost my favorite wife, lover, and best friend Molly due to Enka’s incompetence as a doctor, my eight children mean everything to me. I’ll do and have done everything to keep them safe and happy.

All the children in our family are supposed to be treated equally and as a single family, but ours weren’t. Four of the ones I gave birth to and one of Molly’s have red hair. Abolou provides and cares for all the children, but gives extra treats to the brunettes. He also plays and talks with them more, Enka too. Instead of the six parents they were supposed to have, the redheaded ones in our family only have me, with a little help from Antonella sometimes. I have a husband and two wives, but I’m basically a single mom of five, who helps a little with our other fifteen. Enka was selfish enough to only give birth to three, despite all the women agreeing to have at least six kids before we left Earth.

Only half a year after landing, Enka decided we only needed two zoologists instead of three, so I got demoted to Habitation. I was a SCIENTIST, and for years my job was WASHING LAUNDRY!!! My WIFE did that to me! Most people wouldn’t believe the frustrations and disappointments I struggled through.

Most women here have a frozen embryo child first, one by each of their husbands, then as many as they can with men outside their families. Women are only allowed to have one child by each man. I’ve had a daughter and three sons with Abolou. I got caught and made a purple all three extra times, but that was fine with me. Abolou became a purple too, and high and mighty Chief Enka was very embarrassed each time, which was my main reason for doing it. She was horrible to me, and it was one of the few things I could do to hurt her back.

Since women are required to have children with men outside their families after the first three, you would think there would be no reason to pay or trade anything for sex. In reality, that depends on how attractive the person is, and what kind of sex. Almost half the women out there don’t like sucking dick, and less than one in five like doing anal. So far, there are no rules against hot trading, or what used to be called prostitution. There are also no rules against stripping for tips, which isn’t even that big of a deal to the moralists who want to ban the hot trade.

I love both men and women, oral, vaginal, and anal. If my partner is clean, I’m happy to kiss their butt and do anilingus too. I’m glad that on our new world, it’s much more shameful to be a prude like Enka with few children than a horny slut like me. I’m one of the rare women who loves it in her ass too. If I can get some extras for my kids, I’m happy to suck an ugly guy’s dick, let him use my butt, or go down on a few girls that aren’t getting enough at home. If I make my partners happy and I’m happy with what they give me, what’s the harm in it?

Enka would practically die of shame if anybody found out, which is why I’m writing this. Enka LOVES having her ass licked, and is annoyed that Abolou and Antonella won’t. Daily butt munching for a few weeks was enough to get me assigned as manager of a water treatment plant. I was more than qualified for the position, and it was a hell of a lot better job than cleaning other people’s nasty bed sheets or underwear. I ran the New Dallas water system for a few years until I saved up enough favors and materials to have my business constructed, the Butter Bar.

I own and run the Butter Bar now, and I’m one of the wealthiest people in the city. Three bartenders work in shifts, six or seven girls strip for the customers, and about a dozen hot work hotties pay me a third of what they get in the bedrooms upstairs. The work they do can be demoralizing and embarrassing, but I’m good to them. I used to be a downtrodden poor mom desperate to support my kids too.

Thanks to my wealth and some sexual favors, my oldest son Julian is Security Chief and my daughter Carrie is Deputy Mayor of New Dallas. Enka wants a new laboratory built but doesn’t have the government backing or resources. I’m deciding what humiliating activities I’ll make her do to get it. Maybe I’ll make her lick MY ass and record it on video! I know paying for the lab will benefit the whole community, so I’ll do it either way, but I want a little revenge for what she put me through.

I’m getting active in politics now. I want the divorce and marriage laws changed to suit our circumstances. Right now, if I divorce; Abolou, Enka, and Antonella will all get shares of the Butter Bar. That’s not fair, not at all, since I had it built and managed it for five years, and they did nothing to help. Founders born on Earth are stuck with two man four woman marriages, other than those who we’ve lost. Anyone born on New Enceladus currently only has the option of starting a family with two to four adults, which must contain at least one male and one female for reproductive reasons. I don’t think that’s fair either. I want the law changed to allow up to eight to marry, with no gender restrictions. I want the genetic relative ban removed too.

It also doesn’t matter right now that the young men and women I want to marry after the divorce are all over age 21. Marriage between generations is currently banned, which makes no sense to me. My sons Hakeem and Julian both apparently inherited Abolou’s big dick gene, and I love having them in my bed. Incest is frowned on and illegal in many places on Earth, but since we’re all adults and I won’t make babies with them, it won’t hurt anything. Two girls that work for me and two sexy young men want to start a new family with Hakeem, Julian, and I. They’re all good people and good in the sack, and I’ll do whatever I can to make it happen.

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April 2340

New Hyderabad

Mayor Ahmed Davies

My grandfather, Evan O’Connor-Davies, retired when I was elected. It was the first hour of my first day as Mayor, and I already had a difficult decision to make.

My girlfriend Eve called me with some shocking news. She was pregnant, and I was the only guy she had sex with! I really liked her, but she was only 19! Sex was allowed at age 18, but I knew there were good reasons the age of initial reproduction was 21, and every woman’s first child was supposed to come from a frozen embryo. She shouldn’t be having any babies the old-fashioned way for about three years!

I also knew there were good reasons that medications and other potentially dangerous chemicals could only be produced or distributed by doctors and chemists doing their official duties. I should have stopped Doctor Roy Harris and chemist Samantha Cohen when I had the chance.

One night Roy, Samantha, and I met at the Love Shack and talked about our unusual desires. The three of us were all strongly attracted to young women, from 18 to 20. Roy and Sam were thinking of starting a family. I was too but hadn’t found the right people yet.

The two of them had figured out the recipes for two banned substances, a drug that prevents female fertility, and an old illegal one called ‘ax’, or something like that, which causes loss of inhibitions and euphoria. Since I was a Safety Officer at the time, I had the code for the chemical storage room. They convinced me to join in their scheme. I told them they could make the fertility inhibitor, but using mind-altering drugs to take advantage of the girls would be way out of line. Even giving them beer made me uncomfortable. I later found out Sam made and used both drugs.

Doctor Roy is also an Educator, and teaches nurses and first aid to classes around our desired age. At the end of each semester, Doctor Roy would host a party and introduce the students to us. We would pick the most attractive girls and convince them to have a few beers with us. Samantha would dose the beer with the drugs, and some of the young women would happily ‘party’ with us. The girls were too afraid of getting in trouble for breaking the rules themselves to tell anybody.

Our scheme worked perfectly for three years. We had five young women who were happy to party and sleep with us. Life was great, until Samantha made an ineffective batch of the fertility inhibitor. 20-year-old Mia and 18-year-old Betty got pregnant with Roy’s babies, and I ‘knocked up’ Eve at 19.

All births have a genetic test to detect health issues and confirm paternity. There’s no way I could punish Roy and Sam without being in trouble myself. If I were a Purple, I’d lose my position as mayor! I couldn’t be a Safety Officer as a purple either, so I’d have to go back to my first assignment, Habitation! I’d be cleaning up trash and mopping floors again! My other girlfriend Laura, who had the Safety position now, would need to go back to Agriculture, picking fruit and vegetables! She’d hate me!

For two weeks I barely slept, with only one thought on my mind, “How the Hell do I fix this?”

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