Year 904
Why was it always so damn cold?
It never failed, even before he could focus his eyes in the bright light, he was shivering so hard he thought some part of him might fall right off. Then, of course, he threw up...not that there was anything in his stomach...but he heaved away anyway.
Ever so slowly, the room came into focus, typically sterile and bright...always so damned bright. Two aides helped him sit up, holding on to his arms until the dizziness faded. Their hands were reassuringly warm and even through the standard white work coverall he felt the one on the right's firm tit pressing against his arm.
"How long?" he croaked to no one in particular.
"Thirty seven years, eight months, twenty two days, four hours, forty two minutes and fifteen seconds...give or take," CLARE's husky female voice said with what sounded like a smirk from everywhere around him. "Definitely the longest stint so far."
"Any...did anyone...else...make it?" he stammered, his knees buckling as the two aides helped him stand upright.
"Ashley was the only survivor," CLARE told him dispassionately, "and she's now physically seven years older than you. Mara and Mira will help you through the rest of the reorientation process and we can all talk later."
For the past two hundred years, CLARE had experimented with developing a stasis process that could preserve essential crew members to the end of the voyage. Rod had survived four immersions, totaling over ninety years. Ashley was second with the same number but ten total years less in stasis. None of the other volunteer subjects survived.
Taking their time, the two female aides who looked barely out of their teens led him to a tiled shower room. He was already naked and they casually dropped their coveralls to reveal their taut young totally hairless bodies. They looked like identical twins in every detail of their lithe bodies, matching each other perfectly...from their height and weight...to the size and shape of their perfectly pert tits...and protruding mounds with smooth pussy lips. In the back of his mind, Rod wondered if they were clones...not that it really mattered.
Rod wanted to ask which was Mara and which Mira but figured there was no point. He wouldn't be able to tell them apart in any case and it was of no consequence. If they were like the other girls that met him every other time he came out of immersion, they were there to help him in any way he needed and please him in anyway he desired.
And after nearly thirty eight years, he had the mother of all morning woodies.
Both girls giggled as they stepped into the tiled shower with him, standing on either side and soaping his body seductively in almost choreographed movements. They worked their way down his body in unison, letting the warm water wash over him falling to their knees as their soft hands massaged every centimeter of his skin.
As his strength and awareness returned, Rod playfully groped and fondled both girls. For their part, they would change their position in whatever way made it easier for him to touch and probe their luscious willing bodies.
Both girls rolled their eyes up to look at him when their hands reached his throbbing cock and full dangling ball sac. He groaned and leaned back against the wall as one wrapped her hands around the base of his rigid dick and the other licked the tip before sucking him into her mouth. The other followed, with them taking turns sucking him in as far as he could go down their throats or licking the length of his dick together slowly, their tongues lashing each other as much as his throbbing shaft.
When he could stand it no longer, he flipped one of them around with her hands on the tiled wall and rammed his cock into her wet warm cunt. The other one fondled his balls and kissed his neck and ears passionately until his cum erupted in the first girl's cunt as she shrieked her own climax.
Rod was hardly done with a single orgasm. He turned and picked the other girl up and, as she wrapped her legs around his waist and rammed her tongue into his mouth, lowered her down on his still erect dick. She slammed her cunt down on his dick hard and fast, her pert tits crushing again his chest, her tongue practically strangling him in his mouth. Her sister, recovered from her own orgasm, reached between them to finger the other's clit until she moaned, her body tensed and she sucked his second load of cum into her with her convulsing cunt. By the time they finished the shower and Mara and Mira gently dried him, he was half hard again and starving.
"CLARE, are you listening?" Rod asked, not seeing any uniform coveralls anywhere after he was dry. "Where are my clothes?"
"I'm always listening and clothes are not necessary, Rod," the sultry disembodied voice of the AI told him, "your girls will take you for some refreshment and then rest. Tomorrow you and Ashley and I will discuss the future of the project."
The girls giggled again, failing badly to disguise their amusement behind their hands. Then they each locked an arm in his and led him down an unfamiliar hallway. After making several turns in the sterile hall, and not encountering another person, the girls stopped him in front of a door that automatically slid open.
Beyond was a well appointed lounge with sofas and chairs spaced around a number of low tables. The only other occupants of the room were a man and woman who were looking at a large screen that showed the space through which the ship currently traveled on a screen filling one wall. Hearing the door open, the couple turned, the look of surprise on the woman's face matching Rod's.
"Rod?" the woman called out upon seeing him.
"Ashley?" he responded, taking a few steps in her direction
She was half way to him before they both noticed the other was naked. They had known each other over more years than any humans before because of the stasis experiments, yet both looked like they were in their thirties.
Ashley stopped a few feet in front of him, blushing slightly while not hiding the way she was appraising his naked hairless body, his half hard six inch cock visibly stiffening. For his part, Rod had only rarely seen Ashley naked before, just prior to immersion usually, and was mesmerized by her large sagging tits, round ass and neatly trimmed triangle of light brown hair above a prominent mound. When they started the experiment, she was ten years his junior and now definitely look eight to ten years older than him.
After an awkward pause, she stepped close to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and crushing her tits and erect nipples into his chest with a warm tight hug. Mara and Mira simply stood off to one side, chatting amicably with the older man who had been sitting with Ashley. After a few moments, Rod broke off the hug, taking a step back to get a better look at her.
"Things have changed a lot around here since you were last...um...awake," she said softly, blushing slightly seeing his eyes roaming her naked body. "Come, sit and I'll bring you up to date."
She turned to return to her seat and almost bumped into the older man who was grinning broadly. Rod thought he looked vaguely familiar but couldn't place him.
"Oh, Rod, I don't imagine you recognize him...but this is my son, Jordan," she said cheerfully as the man casually wrapped his arm around her shoulder with the tips of his fingers brushing across Ashley's stiff right nipple. "He was barely twelve when we last went into immersion."
A quick calculation in Rod's head told him Ashley must then be nearly forty...and her son closer to fifty...in physical terms anyway. He shook his head trying to grasp that concept as he sat down. His twins brought everyone a drink that tasted like a fine wine before sitting on either side of Rod, each of them tenderly squeezing the inside of his thighs. The twins made no effort to conceal their evident lust, nor the crusty cum coating both of their indolently spread open inner thighs.
Ashley sat across from him and the twins, her knees offhandedly splayed open, nuzzling up under her son's arm with his hand fondling her stiff right nipple and her fingers loosely wrapped around the base of his thin uncut five and a half inch dick. Rod couldn't help but notice the glistening pink inner folds of her slightly gaping pussy. When Rod started to ask her some questions, she sighed and explained to him how things had changed since he was last awake.
"You know the people on the ship were always pretty casual about sex, especially since CLARE tightly controlled the fertility and disease issues," she began, squirming slightly when Jordan lightly pulled her nipple. "Well lately, the last decade or so anyway, things have become even more...er...shall we say...open minded. Nudity is now the rule rather than the exception in almost every circumstance and casual open sexual displays are encouraged. Jordan is more than my son to me now, he's also my companion and lover."
"CLARE said the others didn't make it," Rod responded after a moment, trying to absorb everything and realizing Jordan's father was one of those, "so I can understand you falling back on the last known connection to the past."
The longer they talked, the more the twins fondled and teased him. He was slightly embarrassed when his cock stiffened in front of Ashley but she didn't seem to mind. In fact, her smile brightened the harder he became. Her own hand started stroking Jordan's stiff dick, brushing off the increasingly more frequent drops of his precum that bubbled to the tip with her thumb.
Then one of the twins got off the sofa, dropped to her knees between Rod's thighs and took his cock into her mouth. As she bobbed her head up and down, taking his cock as deep as he could go in her throat, Ashley let out a low whimper, stood and lowered herself down while her son guided his dick into her, disappearing completely into her cunt. She leaned back and beckoned the other twin closer. Which ever one it was grinned happily and knelt between Jordan and Ashley's thighs, licking Ashley's clit and Jordan's cock and balls as he pumped in and out of his mother and Ashley moaned her building climax.
As Rod felt another orgasm growing in his balls, he picked up the twin's face and had her slide down on his cock the way Ashley was doing with Jordan. Seeing them change position, the other twin returned to lick her sister's clit and Rod's throbbing cock and balls. Rod's cum erupted inside the one twin just moments before Jordan grunted his sperm into his mother.
Both men slumped down, their hearts racing as the last vestiges of their orgasms ebbed away. The twins grinned at each other then laid Ashley on the low table between the couches, with one hungrily licking her cunt and sucking her clit while the other straddled her face until both of them groaned their own climaxes. The twin who had not yet cum then sprawled on the sofa next to Jordan while her sister licked and fingered her to her own climax.
