Bred by the Hive Ch. 49

Stuart groaned.

"Do you want me to stop, dear brother?"

Stuart groaned again.

"What was that?"

Stuart shook his head. "No."

Charlotte smiled. Carla's plan had worked. She had instructed Charlotte to wait until Stuart was asleep and then to go into his bedroom and sit silently for twenty minutes until the pheromones were thoroughly embedded in his system. Now Stuart was lost in need, so lost that he would accept pleasure even from his little sister.

Charlotte moved upwards so she was on top of Stuart. She started kissing him passionately. Stuart kissed her back. He felt his raging hardon sandwiched between his sister's body and his own. He needed to come so badly. All thoughts of the impropriety of having relations with his sister went out the window as Charlotte ground her small titties against his chest. They were so soft!

Charlotte felt her rider whisper something in her ear. Stuart was ready. She lifted his penis and aimed it upwards. "Are you ready to make love, dear brother?"

"I need to come, Char. I need it so badly," Stuart groaned.

"You will come, dear brother. I will take care of all your needs," said Charlotte earnestly. And then, slowly but surely, she inserted her brother into her.

Stuart's eyes widened as he realized he was inside his younger sister for the very first time. She felt warm and wet, stimulating him painfully.

Charlotte smiled as he groaned passionately, and then she started to move against him.

Carla and Sam watched quietly from a crack in the doorway as Charlotte rode up and down on her brother's penis, continuing the cycle of life. Sam had given Carla a rider and Carla had given Charlotte one and now Charlotte was helping her brother. "He's going to look so good with a rider on him," said Sam excitedly. "Isn't it great, Carla? Family helping family. Your little girl is helping Stuart finally become a man."

Carla nodded, smiling. "I knew Charlotte could do it." She reached out for Sam's hand and held it as they watched Charlotte gasp as her rider started to bubble on her back. "My little girl is making Hive life. Her first reproduction. A new master for her brother. I'm so proud of her," Carla whispered. She saw the look in Sam's eyes and felt the same. Carla and Sam shared a kiss.

But before long it became obvious that Charlotte was experiencing some problems. She was bouncing up and down on Stuart's penis, and her rider was bubbling, but it wasn't splitting. "Go to her," Sam whispered, giving Carla a push.

Carla entered the bedroom. Stuart's face was glazed with an erotic smile as his younger sister bounced up and down on his penis. Charlotte was sweating bullets as she tried to give her rider the energy to reproduce. But somehow, it wasn't getting enough of what it needed.

"What's wrong, dear?" Carla asked.

"I don't know, Mother!" said Charlotte. This was her very first reproduction. She had been very anxious that it go well. When Carla had given her the honor of creating a new master for Stuart, Charlotte had been understandably pleased to be allowed to spread the Hive in her own home. But she had naturally been nervous as well. Carla had hugged her and fucked her gently and assured her that she would do just fine. But now she couldn't get her rider to finish the reproduction process. It was bubbling on her back, but somehow it didn't have the energy it needed to finish splitting!

Carla heard a voice inside her head, a voice too low to understand, and suddenly she instinctively knew what to do. She rapidly peeled off her clothes, ripping her underwear in the process, and then took Charlotte's hand and pulled her off her brother.

"Hey!" said Charlotte.

Carla started to kiss her daughter. "You're so sexy, Charlotte."

"I am?" said Charlotte, her attitude immediately changing.

"You ARE!" said Carla with a certainty no one could doubt. She started to rub her daughter's clitoris in an all too familiar pattern. Charlotte had gotten too used to her mother's touch. She groaned with pleasure almost automatically as her body responded.

Carla smiled slyly at her youngest one. "You are a such a great fuck, Charlotte."

"I am?" said Charlotte, looking gratified.

"Yessss," Carla smiled as her. "You are the best fuck I've ever had! I love grinding my vulva against you-"

"Oh Mom!" Charlotte's rider started to bubble up more intensely.

"I love watching you moan as I suck on your clit-"

"Oh Mom!" Charlotte cried again, as her mother pressed her much larger breasts tightly against her. Meanwhile, Carla's hand worked like a blur between her daughter's legs.

"-and I loved enslaving you, watching a rider I made take control of your mind and your body and your young cunt-"

"Oh Mom! Oh Mom oh Mom oh Mom!" Charlotte cried. She stiffened, an alien glow filled her eyes, and the rider on her back started to split. Charlotte was in sexual heaven, her eyes glued to the ceiling with a wide grin on her face as her rider split into two.

Charlotte couldn't be prouder of her little girl as her newborn rider was born.

Unfortunately, Carla's intervention gave Stuart time to come to his senses. He still felt sexual arousal, but not nearly as strongly. And then he saw the rider, intended for him, that Charlotte was holding in her dainty hands.

"No!" he cried, jumping out of bed, his penis still erect. "You're not putting that on me!"

Carla looked from her daughters to Stuart. She didn't know what to do. She hadn't been prepared to take an unwilling host. Her rider pulsated on her back. And then, at that moment, Sam glided into the room.

"Aunt Sam!" said Stuart. He tried to cover his erection with his hands as his face reddened. "I didn't... I mean, it was Charlotte who-"

"I know all about it, Stuart," said Sam calmly, giving him a warm smile. "I was the one who sent Charlotte to you."

"You did?" said Stuart.

"Um hm," said Sam. She parted Stuart's hands which were hiding his erection. He found himself powerless to resist her. He blushed furiously as she looked down at his penis and smiled. "So handsome, so sexy." And then Aunt Sam actually put her hand on Stuart's penis!

"Oh!" Stuart gasped. Her touch was electric. Aunt Sam was so beautiful!

"But... they're my sisters," Stuart said.

"They are biologically mature females, just as you are a biologically mature male," said Sam, squeezing his penis to make her point. "If everything had gone to plan, you would have come inside your sister as your rider took control of you. You wouldn't have noticed a thing." She looked at Charlotte and sighed. "It's not your fault, dear. It's your first reproduction. These things happen. But now we must attend to your brother and help him out with his need."

"There's no way you're putting that thing on my back!" Stuart cried. He was still naked, with a large erection, surrounded by his female family members.

Sam sighed theatrically. "All right, Stuart. No one will force you."

Stewart looked warily at his family members. "Really?"

"Really," said Sam. "You're free to get dressed and walk right out that door."

Stuart reached down for his clothes.

"Of course, you'll never see your father again."

"What?" Stuart froze.

"Your dear father," said Sam. "I loved feeling him inside me."

"You... you did it with Dad?" Stuart asked.

"Um hm," said Sam.

"And you knew about this, Mom?" Stuart asked.

"She knew about it and approved," said Sam. "As you will, once you take a rider."

"I told you I'm not taking it!" Stuart said.

"Then you will never see your father again," said Sam. "Your father volunteered to have a serpent put into his head. It was all part of a grand experiment. He's under the direct control of the Hive now, being used as part of a special project. We were going to release him when we had finished, but if you don't cooperate I'm afraid you'll never see him again."

"Dad... isn't coming home?"

Susan shook her head sadly. "Not unless you take a rider."

"Mom, is this true?" said Stuart.

Carla nodded. "Every word of it, dear," she heard herself say.

"What... what does this rider do to you?"

"Not much. Not very much at all. You might say it enhances sensations," said Sam. "But I know you're not interested. I'll return to the Hive and inform them you refused to take a rider." She turned to go.

"Wait!" Stuart swallowed heavily. He saw the no-nonsense expression on Sam's face. "I'll... I'll let you do it. I'll let you put one on me."

Sam shook her head. "That's not good enough, Stuart. The Hive only takes willing volunteers."

Stuart stared at the pulsating rider in Sam's hand. "I'll... I'll take it."

"If you're serious, then lean against the wall, Stuart," said Sam. When he didn't start moving, she turned to go.

"All right!" said Stuart. He leaned against the wall with his palms out. He looked so defenseless, leaning there completely nude, with his round ass cheeks sticking out. His penis, still erect, jutted out in front of him.

Sam smiled and approached Stuart. "Stuart, would you like a rider?"

Stuart grimaced. "I... I suppose."

"You suppose?" Sam looked disgusted. She turned to the door. "Say goodbye to your father, Stuart-"

"Wait!" Stuart cried. "Wait," he added, more softly. He took a deep breath. As he did so, his erection bobbed in front of him. "I... I want it."

"Want what, Stuart?" said Sam, taking a step towards him, still holding the baby rider.

"The thing-"

"The rider-"

"The rider, yes," said Stuart.

"You want me to plant it on your back, Stuart?" Sam asked, taking another step towards him.

"Yes," said Stuart. He looked at her with fear in his eyes. "Please, Aunt Sam, please... put the rider on me."

Sam gave a cold smile. "Do you really want that, Stuart? Do you really want to be ridden, to have a rider on your back and in your mind and even in your penis?"

"I'll feel it down there?" Stuart asked.

Sam leaned close to him. "You'll feel it everywhere," she said, her green eyes sparkling. "So what will it be, Stuart?"

Stuart swallowed heavily. He realized this was his last chance. "Yes. I want to be ridden. I..."

"Want a rider on my back and in my mind," said Sam.

"Yes," said Stuart, with tears streaming from his cheeks. "I... want a rider on my back... and in my mind...."

Carla, watching her son being tormented like this, couldn't help but be aroused. As her rider pulsated on her back, she unconsciously moved a hand between her legs and started rubbing her clit. The sight of her son being so subjugated, being made to beg for a new master, excited her beyond belief.

Charlotte and Abby were similarly affected. Charlotte caressed Stuart's ass. "I want to train him, Mother."

"No," said Abby, fondling his erect penis sticking out in front of him. "I want to train him."

"To train me?" said Stuart.

Sam smiled. "Once you take a rider, you will have to be trained. If you cooperate, the Hive will allow you to select your trainer."

Stuart swallowed heavily. He remembered the feeling of Charlotte riding on his penis. "Charlotte," he said, in a husky voice. "I want Charlotte... to train me."

Abby scowled and Charlotte tittered in delight as she kissed her brother on the cheek. "You won't regret it, brother!" she cried.

Sam gave Carla a look of satisfaction. Perhaps Stuart wouldn't resist the Hive has much as they thought. Sam nodded. "Very well, Stuart. Charlotte will be the one to train you. And now it is time to take your rider."

Stuart looked at the small pulsating mass in her hands with fear in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid," said Sam. "Take a deep, easy breath."

Stuart breathed in.

"Good. Now take another... now say, I want to be ridden."

"I want... to be ridden," said Stuart.

"Keep saying that, while taking deep, easy breaths...."

"I want to be ridden," Stuart repeated, breathing deeply. The sight of him, begging to be taken, with his stiff erection bobbing between his legs, made all the girls' clitoris's tingle, even Sam's. "I want it, I want it, I want it-"

And then Stuart stiffened as Sam implanted his new master between his shoulder blades. "My head, my head!"

In seconds, it was all over, and everyone was hugging and kissing and congratulating him on joining the Hive.

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Even after Stuart got his rider, it took time for him to understand the new sexual dynamics of the family situation. "So... you all have sex with each other?" he asked, looking from Carla to Abby to Charlotte, each of whom nodded with sly smiles. "But you're our Mom, and Charlotte and Abby are your daughters!"

"We are a new family unit," said Carla smugly, as she fondled Charlotte's bare breast. "Once your rider matures, you will understand completely."

"Matures?"

"Takes control of your mind," said Carla.

"No!" Stuart cried.

"It is inevitable," said Carla. "Your father has a rider. I have one as well. And so do your sisters, and now you. You will join us, Stuart." And she said it with such conviction that Stuart found himself giving in to the inevitable. "Charlotte will train you. You will enjoy it and quickly come to love it as much as we do."

Stuart felt the clammy rider on his back, and saw the strange glow in the eyes of the women around him, and he sighed heavily.

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Stuart proved to be as stubborn as Carla feared.

He obediently mounted his sister and rode her as the Hive required, but he refused to repeat the key phrases. Stuart's rider withheld his orgasm, but Stuart, grunting, still refused to say the words.

Charlotte, totally nude, her labial lips stretched, came running into the kitchen with tears streaming down her cheeks. "Mom!" she cried, even as Carla embraced her.

"What's wrong?" Carla asked.

"It's Stuart," Charlotte sniffed. "He refuses to be trained. He's going to make me look bad for the Hive!"

"Nonsense!" said Carla firmly. "The Hive is thoroughly in love with your young, sweet body." She kissed her daughter firmly to reinforce that. She felt Charlotte's body stop trembling as she calmed down.

"But I failed!"

Carla sighed. "We'll have to call in a specialist."

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Stuart was stimulated.

And he was stimulated.

And he was stimulated even more.

His rider kept him in this state for six solid hours. No matter how much he touched himself he couldn't climax. He groaned in agony. He even begged Charlotte to finish him off, but she wouldn't come near him.

And then, finally, when he was on the edge of sanity, Aunt Sam came into his bedroom. She saw Stuart, bleary eyed, feebly trying to rub his hard shaft, eager to get some kind of release. Any kind of release.

"Just look at you, Stuart," said Sam. "When you first took your rider, you were so smart and handsome. You had such promise, such potential." She casually took off her Survey Service dayshirt, and started working on her bra.

"And now look at you," said Sam. "You've lost your way." As she said "way", she unclipped her Survey Service bra and her heavy breasts came spilling out. She smiled as she saw Stuart's eyes widen.

"Would you like me to help you out, Stuart?" Sam asked, as she casually let her military issue skirt drop to the ground around her. She was only wearing her panties now. "Would you like that?"

"Yes, Aunt Sam!" Stuart cried.

Sam pulled down her panties, and enjoyed hearing Stuart's audible gasp. "Come with me and I will help you." She strode into the bathroom without looking back.

Stuart followed, looking at Aunt Sam's firm ass cheeks and her heavy banded rider pulsating on her back.

Sam had Stuart lean against the wall of the shower with his palms out. It was remarkably like the submissive pose he had assumed when he had first taken his rider. Stuart stood there, leaning forward, with his stiff penis jutting out between his legs. "Are you going to help me, Aunt Sam?"

"Indeed I am," said Sam. With every step she took her sexy breasts swayed. She smiled as she saw the effect she had on him. And then, as Stuart stood there, leaning against the wall, Sam started to caress his rider.

"Oooooh!" Stuart cried.

"Do you like that, Stuart?" Sam asked. Stuart's immature rider was soft to the touch, and even liquidy in parts.

"Yes," said Stuart. "But it also hurts!"

"But it also feels good," said Sam.

For the next thirty minutes, Sam proceeded to edge Stuart like he had never been edged before. He cried out, he pleaded for release, but Sam gave him no quarter.

"Are you going to serve the Hive, Stuart?"

"Yes!" he cried, practically leaping out of his skin as Sam's finger made a slow circuit around the edge of his rider. "Aunt Sam, my balls, they hurt, they hurt!"

"Do you want your rider to control your mind?'

"Yes!" Stuart cried, with such sincerity that Sam smiled. "Please Aunt Sam, I need to come so badly!"

"Are you going to obey everything your mother and sisters tell you to do?"

"Yes!" Stuart cried. "Please, Aunt Sam, please, I need to come!"

"All right, Stuart," said Sam, taking her hand away from his rider. Instead she started to play with herself. One hand played with her titties while the other hand rubbed her thick labial lips.

"Would you like to come inside of me, Stuart?"

"Yes!" Stuart cried.

"I don't know, Stuart. You're my nephew. Is that proper?" Sam asked.

"I don't care!" Stuart cried.

"Do you think I'm sexy, Stuart?" Sam asked, as she diddled herself more rapidly.

"Yes! You're the sexiest woman alive!" Stuart cried.

"Really?" said Sam, feeling a thrill course through her body.

"Yes! Can we do it now?"

Sam's hands immediately dropped to her sides. Stuart frowned with disappointment. "I'm afraid not, Stuart. You see, the Hive didn't assign me to see to your needs. That duty was given to another."

She strode out of the bathroom, still completely nude. The rider on her back was enormous, looking on the verge of sliding off, its thick triple gold bands practically glowing with brightness.

Stuart followed her back into his bedroom, where he saw his sister, Charlotte, completely nude, sitting on his bed.

This can't be a coincidence, Stuart thought.

"Stuart, is there something you want to say to your sister?" Sam asked.

Stuart head his rider whisper something in audible in his ear. "Sis... I'm... I'm sorry I was disobedient." He saw the blank look on her face. "Please, I need to come. Please, let me come."

"What do you think, Charlotte? Does your brother sound sincere?"

"Possibly," said Charlotte. She casually rubbed her brown pubis. "But he seemed sincere before too."

"True," said Sam. "Actions do speak louder than words, Stuart. Why don't you show Charlotte how sorry you are, rather than just telling her?"

Charlotte smiled and lay back on the bed. Her legs were over the edge and planted on the ground. She was in the perfect position to be fucked.

Stuart eagerly moved between her legs. But as he did, he felt a hand pushing him down to his knees. He looked up at Aunt Sam who said, "You know what to do."

And somehow, Stuart, who was now nearly at eye level with his sister's vagina, knew.

He was lost in need. He had no choice.

Sam smiled as she watched her nephew fellate her niece. She realized that only a month ago it would have been inconceivable for her to facilitate such a union. The idea of her nephew sucking her niece's clitoris would have filled her with horror. But now all she felt was satisfaction. She had a perfect view of the rider on Stuart's back. It was small, but with his recent exertions, was starting to grow. The thought of her nephew being controlled along with the rest of her sister's family made her labia and nipples tingle.

Stuart brought his sister to orgasm. It was not truly an expert lovemaking, as Stuart had never done this to a woman before, not even his girlfriend Jenny. But was good enough to get Charlotte off. Charlotte shuddered as her brother's tongue and lips sucked her clit until she felt an explosion inside of her. As she came down from her high she sat up and played with his hair appreciatively.