The killing and rebuilding of mankind – note to readers

This is not a full story segment, just an update on progress.

Part seven is well in the works! I have had several things other than writing that had to be done, but Joseph is still sailing west with his two young daughters! The relationship between Joe, his daughters, and David and Ashely’s family aboard the Tribal Research yacht is still developing. There’s much more family loving coming up soon! If this is the first you have seen about this saga, just click on my author name, and that will take you to the entire list of segments.

Here’s a preview of part seven:

I shook my head and chuckled at the eagerness of my two young daughters. This tea, made from the dried root of a plant, sounded much too good to be true. Ashley had said that in the jungles of the South Pacific, among native tribes, it was used by women to prevent ovulation. Of course, that would make it a fantastic birth control medicine! No ovulation meant that no mature egg would travel to a woman’s womb, thus no fertilization. It also meant there wouldn’t be a menstrual cycle, thus no bleeding.

Another rather amazing aspect of men using the tea is that it would somehow stimulate the gland responsible for semen production. Apparently, it would cause the man to produce very copious amounts of semen and have very prolonged orgasms. Which also meant that men should only use a highly diluted mixture of the tea.

I had actually witnessed one of those long orgasms as young Jenny had sucked her brother, Rodger, to orgasm and spent at least a full minute swallowing the cum he had produced for her. Rodger had needed a minute to recover from the intense orgasm, and Jenny had been thrilled with the amount of cum her brother had given her.

The last benefit, or detriment, depending on your preferences, was that it caused a person’s body hair to fall out and not regrow. All of Ashley’s family that I had seen had no body hair whatsoever, though all of them had very full heads of hair. I hoped that was true for us as well. I had been very hairy all over for my entire adult life. I also thought that everyone looked much better without body hair, especially females.

As we sailed away from the Tribal Research, I got busy making the boat ready. The sun would soon set, and we would be on the sea anchor for the night. The Tribal Research would move closer to us and also use their sea anchor. We had entered a mutual defense pact of a sort.

“Your tea, Daddy!” Kristen happily sang as she and Amy both walked up to where I was getting the sea anchor and its line ready to use.

I took the cup, but before drinking it, I gave both of my daughters soft kisses on their lips. They watched in anticipation as I tentatively took a sip. “Ugh! Nasty stuff!” I complained.

Amy giggled. “It’s even worse full strength! Me and Kristen already had ours, so you have to take yours!”

I managed to chug the last of it down and hoped that it didn’t come right back up. The tea was very bitter, seemed acidic, and smelled awful. Still, my daughters wanted us to try it, so down the hatch it went.

Kristen had a huge smile. “We’re gonna get supper ready. It’ll be about an hour.”

Trying to stay somewhat jovial, I smiled. “Hopefully, I’ll get to enjoy your cooking if this stuff stays down and doesn’t sour my stomach!” I finished with a chuckle.

Kristen giggled while Amy simply smiled. “Oh, Daddy! It’s just gonna let you give us gallons more love!”

Thank you for your patience!

🔞 Candy.AI 🔥 AI Sex Chat - Roleplay, Erotic Stories, Try for Free 🕹️

Please, Rate This Story:

(average: 4.65 out of 17 votes)