With one final thrust I dumped my first orgasm of the day into the pretty blond girl bent over in front of me, her cunt pulsing around my morning wood. Today I was fixated on her anal pucker, seeing it clench as I dumped my load into her tight pussy. Looking up I could see her mischievous smile in the full length mirror strategically placed at the end of the bed.
"Thanks honey, that always helps. Run along now and see if your brothers need help." I said, gently massaging her deliciously firm right ass cheek.
"Ok daddy," my youngest offspring responded. "Just ring the bell when you are ready for your shower" she sang, slowly easing forward so that my cock slid gently from her warm tight hole.
For a moment I reflected on the amazing job my wife had done training our little honeycunt. At just a few weeks past her 18th birthday, little Hanna had slid into her role as naturally as anyone could hope. I know my wife has been working with her since she was young, helping her accept her position in society, her duty to her family, and ultimately what her life would be like if she didn't accept her place.
As a student of history I am amazed at how our ancestors in the 21st century lived. Old age, disease, phony equality, random evolution. Barbaric. You see, late in the 20th century the ability to edit our genome was developed. CRISPR gave us the ability to make changes to our genes, beginning the process of taming disease and helping us turn the corner on natural evolution. Once society began treating aging as a disease we made huge strides... then of course things fell apart as one nation after the other fell back into old patterns of war and oppression
One benefit of the early 21st century struggles was a massive decrease in population, allowing the planet to begin to heal itself, aided by rapid advances in science and our understanding of the mechanics of nature. Not to put too fine a point on things, but after stressing our world for generations, we turned the corner.
With so few people inhabiting the planet, the natural role women and men play reasserted itself, resulting in the early stages of citizenship realignment, a proper caste system, and finally the acceptance that all women belong to their husbands and fathers. Today it's hard to imagine having a wife who voices her opinion without being asked, or daughters who are unavailable sexually for their fathers pleasure, or for others with the father's permission.... At least until marriage.
Of course perfecting the system took several generations, resulting in a simple two tier caste structure (upper caste, lower caste) governing women, and logical rules such as giving fathers sexual dominion over their wives, including the right to loan or consign them to others, and complete control over their daughters from age 18 until married out. States of course weighed in with minor variations governing son's rights, but generally speaking at 18 sons could be given access to mothers and sisters, but at 21 it was generally accepted that unless the father truly objected they were given unfettered access with no right of refusal.
There were silly attempts at free use, but outside of the family structure this caused chaos, decreased productivity and led to overall discontent. All such efforts were abandoned in favor of a simple collar system anytime a woman ventured out of the house. White collars for underage girls, black collars for girls of age available with permission, and red collars for low caste married or indentured women.... also available but only with permission. High caste married women wear no collars and carry similar rights, free access to sons and daughters after age 18, and with some limitations generally available with permission to males. This last being rare except with other upper caste families.
The best changes were physical. CRISPR ushered in an era of not only age and disease eradication, but also the ability to tailor physical appearance. Hair color, body hair (pubic and otherwise), body scent and best of all, pussy flavor! When a scientist accidentally discovered that minor modification to a particular pair of genes could alter how a woman's cunt juice smelled and tasted it was heralded as the discovery of the century.
We call our little Hanna 'Honeycunt', because her cunt literally has the taste and smell of clover honey! While all such attempts were not perfect, increasing the moisture of pussies, and enhancing the flavor certainly improved the lives of everyone. There are still women flavored 'naturally' of course, and over time the exotic nature of these women became valued, but still the exception. My wife Liz for example is nearly a 'natural', but with a slightly sweet overtone and the fragrance of flowers. Her moisture level is quite high, so her inner thighs are frequently damp from the juice she constantly generates.
Liz is really something special. After giving birth to our third, Hanna, we decided that while genetically repairing the damage from childbirth we would keep her in a constant state of lactation, adding an added element of enjoyment, and not to mention value. As a lower caste women, adding to her value was actually quite important! Simply put, aging stops at some point in our 20's, and we can virtually live as long as we wish.... Birth dates being removed from all public records after 50 years to protect privacy. My Liz is such a special wife, mature but youthful... with a body that literally oozes with delectable flavor, but I doubted I would keep her forever.
As I frequently do, I allowed myself to doze off for 20 minutes or so, refreshed and ready for my shower. Knowing Hanna would be running a bit longer than usual, having given her to the boys for the morning (a random reward for their behavior) I took my time heading to the shower. Not hearing any sounds from the kids' room I turned on the shower and pressed the call button.
