For our prison we used a facet I had found years earlier and designated as 'Dust'. A dry, barely breathable atmosphere and an occasional thin wisp of ... cloud gave false hope of normalcy, but Dust was a dead world, its oceans dried and gone, and its surface an endless sea of dust and rock. Utterly, utterly lifeless.We built an open dome of force fifty feet across, similar to the honeymoon retreat we had once built on Meadow's moon. Inside that dome we made breathable air. Inside that dome the. My thoughts raced as I continued thinking about Michelle but was focused on being fucked like a little slut. I liked it. It was that feeling of being taboo, doing something that I probably shouldn't be doing, the urge of wanting to pleasure myself while another guy was getting off at my expense. It excited me to a level of sexuality that I would never deny. True, I like girls but now, the whole weekend had culminated into this very moment. The moment of realization. The moment of self. .As Aisha walked up to the last house on her list, she could see a small silver convertible sitting in the garage with its top down.Aisha rang the door bell and got no answer. She hit the button again and was just about to walk away as the door slowly opened. A white man wearing shorts and a form fitting t-shirt emerged from inside and smiled softly."May I help you?" he asked.Aisha couldn't help but notice how attractive he was."Hi, my name is Aisha and I'm in your neighborhood letting people. I figured she was using the bathroom. "Remember a few years ago, when we played with each other?" she asked. I told her i had and suddenly my cock started to get hard thinking about that day. "Well i have been thinking about your penis" she sais,"And i wanted to see how bigger it has gotten." Is it cool if I see it?" Luckily by then my cock had gotten very hard and i pulled back the curtain and there standing before me was my sister but grown up. Her blonde hair was the same but her tits had.