An adult stories – Apocalypse Ch. 01 by rogers1962,rogers1962 The apocalypse was a “clean” one. That means that even though most of humanity was dead. The few that remained didn’t have to deal with nuclear fallout or an asteroid induced permanent winter. No, the apocalypse was the result of a horrifying pandemic. It began as a somewhat disruptive illness that killed some of the most vulnerable. It mutated several times and became more transmissible. Then the unthinkable happened, it mutated into a nearly 100 percent deadly virus. We don’t know for sure what happened after that since things went into complete chaos.
My name is Wendy. I turned 20 years old the day we moved into the bomb shelter. The only people I have seen for at least a year are my own family. The four of us survived only because we were preppers. We live in Sanford, Maine. We weren’t sure if we had natural immunity to the virus or just were able to avoid any contact with it. It’s a moot point now. With most people dead and gone, the virus should be gone with them.
Like I said, we haven’t seen another person in over a year. We still guard ourselves against the possibility of violence but it’s been nice not having to deal with it. There are probably other people out there, we just don’t know how few and far between.
In the early days of the omega variant things were crazy. People dying from the virus, but just as many people murdered by other people. It was complete anarchy. We stayed in our hidden bomb shelter while desperate people ransacked our house above us. It was me, my dad Curt, my mom Cheryl, and my 18 year old brother, Tim. For nearly six months we stayed down there biding our time. Daddy had stocked our shelter with food, water, toiletries, medical supplies, books, everything we needed to survive. Daddy had thought of everything. We even had a HAM radio that Daddy and Tim used almost daily trying to find other survivors.
Being that the shelter was quite tight quarters for four people, my parents’ love making was never a secret. The first two or three months our parents had sex under a blanket. My mother was not very quiet, in fact she was very vocal during sex. She suppressed her outbursts at first but slowly stopped being concerned about it.
After that, the blanket seemed to be a nuisance so that went away. We were certainly old enough to hear and see the sex act but our own parents? Still, being in a shelter for that long made us anxious and antsy. Sex for them was a vital outlet of stress.
For Tim and I, masterbation was a vital means to blow off steam and sexual buildup. One night I could easily see Tim jerking off while my parents were in the throes of passion. I thought it was sick at first but I ended up feeling the heat from my parents’ noise and seeing my brother whacking off. Not only were my parents actions becoming a turn on but watching my brother’s blanket fluttering up and down became another erotic appeal.
I had my forefinger and middle finger tracing circles around my clit. I looked over to Tim and he knew I was doing it since I didn’t try to hide it. He knew that I was watching him do it too. We looked into each other’s eyes as we came to release. It was sexy even if he was my brother.
It became a regular evening for us. Before long we started to move the blanket away so we could watch each other. His penis looked huge to my inexperienced eyes. So my parents are fucking in full force, not trying to hide it, making loud erotic sounds while my brother and I are masterbating with each other.
My thoughts and needs began to make me fantasize about my brother sexually. In my minds eye I’m touching, stroking, sucking, being sucked, and fucking him. His large phallus became the centerpiece of my sexual desires.
Now the highlights of our time in the bunker were the times my parents were fucking in front of us. One fateful day, as Daddy was deep into pounding my mother, he was facing a different direction than usual. His line of sight was towards my bed. He could certainly tell I was masterbating as I’m sure he knew we were doing regularly.
He locked his eyes on mine and made a move with his eyes that I understood to mean he wanted to see. I slowly moved the blanket back for him to see me playing with myself. He smiled quickly at me then roared as he unloaded into my mothers pussy.
My father has what I have to admit is an above average sized, well shaped penis. I started feeling jealous about my mother getting to be fucked like that. My newest fantasies involved my father taking me the way he does my mother.
We could have stayed below for two years, but that will drive you batshit crazy. Once the first winter was over and no people had been seen at our house for several months we felt it was safe enough to go up and get some sun.
Our first project once we came out was to go on scouting patrols. Two of us would go out in stealth mode. Either camo, or black if it was dark, was worn. We scouted further and further as we waited for planting season to arrive. Daddy had a stash of heirloom seeds that we would plant every year and replace them with fresh seeds. Daddy taight Tim and I how to garden from an early age. Maine has a pretty short growing season but fresh fruits and vegetables are a luxury.
Our father actually taught us every skill necessary to survive in the wild. From hunting and fishing to first aid and hygiene. Sanford has abundant wildlife to hunt and plenty of freshwater fisheries.
You wouldn’t believe everything that’s involved with prepping. Daddy spent a good deal of money prepping. He had a separate well with a hand pump like the old days. Boxes and boxes of candles, boxes of ammo, hurricane lamps, propane lanterns, propane tanks, a washboard, ropes, chains, you name it. A bank of 12 volt batteries that charged from the solar panels helped with some lighting and heating water. If we move into the main house again we will be able to burn wood for heat.
Our survival would depend ultimately on how we adapted to the new normal. No electricity, no gasoline eventually, and no stores. We needed to make our supplies last and bring in what we could from outside without putting ourselves in danger.
I never liked the guns that much, but I still learned to shoot them all. Now I’m glad I did. I haven’t had to use a gun in self defense yet but I have confidence that I could. We all carry when outside our shelter. The most danger was during scouting runs. Daddy would go to the topo map on the wall and carefully plan out when, where, and what the mission was. At first we just wanted to see if anyone was still living near us. It was unlikely and it turned out our area was clear. Next we began scavenging anything we could from nearby houses. Unfortunately it was slim pickins since food was a big issue for non-preppers. If they hadn’t died from the disease, then they began to starve. Those are the people that came around to ransack our house and everyone else’s house. We still found other things we could use or stock up on.
Cars were still able to drive but it was a bad idea to use them. You draw too much attention on the roads and people could attack or follow you back home. Someday the old gasoline won’t combust anymore unless somewhere somebody is running a refinery that will be the end of cars for a while.
Daddy was confident that our immediate area was safe for a few miles but would not let us let our guard down. Eventually we scouted the town of Wells and several nearby towns. We found lots of skeletons but no survivors. As far as we could tell, we were alone in this part of the state. That was for the best as far as Daddy was concerned. We didn’t want or need anybody.
Daddy made the decision that we could stay in the house next winter. The firewood was replenished to a three season supply. Smoke from the chimney was our biggest concern but our house was now a fortress of sorts. All windows and doors were boarded up, barricaded, and had arrowslits (a slit just big enough to shoot through).
We had various warning traps setup in the woods. If anyone besides a Navy SEAL tried to get to us, we’d know it. We were done with stealth mode, we were now in fortress mode.
The scouting missions continued for two reasons, Daddy wanted to be sure nobody was coming into our area without our knowledge and we needed to expand the radius to be sure we were far from anyone.
We hunted, fished, foraged, and farmed. We smoked, dehydrated, pickled, and canned until we had a nice bounty stowed away. The next winter was peaceful and comfortable. The following summer we felt that life was becoming organized and routine.
Daddy called for a family meeting in July. He opened the meeting saying how proud he was of his family. Then he reviewed all of our accomplishments and where we stood currently. The current situation was excellent in his estimation.
He allowed us to recall and retell stories from the last couple years. We laughed and cried over some of the memories.
Finally he asked us what we thought about the future. Tim brought up some ideas he had for division of duties and rationing food effectively. When that discussion waned and nothing new came up my father took the lead again. He sighed.
“I’ve been thinking about something important regarding our future that none of you seem to be considering. The most important mandate of any species is…? Tim?”
Tim looked dumbfounded for a moment then looked at me. I made a cradle with my arms in front of me. He smiled.
“Reproduction!!” Tim shouted. Dad looked proudly at me.
“Thank you, Wendy.” He smiled and winked at me.
“That’s right, reproduction. So the population of Earth is now unknown. It might be four or it might be much more. But one thing we know is it’s much lower than it used to be. We could go about our lives and eventually die leaving nobody behind to carry on. Or we can start to rebuild the population because that’s what we’re supposed to do.” He took a deep breath and let it out.
I wanted clarity so I asked, “You want us to find mates? Or are you and Mom planning on more kids?” Dad cleared his throat.
“As you guys are probably aware, your mother went through menopause somewhat early in life. She is unfortunately no longer viable as a mother.” I forgot and felt stupid.
“Sorry Mom, I was being dumb,” I said. “Dad, we haven’t seen another person in a long time, aren’t you putting the cart in front of the horse?” Then it hit me what he was saying. They were all staring at me. “Ohhhhh.” We sat in silence for a minute while the awkwardness of the plan sunk in.
Daddy spoke next.
“I know it sounds disgusting but this is how Adam and Eve started us off. We shouldn’t let old social constructs dictate whether life goes on. If we find other people that aren’t out to kill us, we can start mixing in new blood but for now we have to assume we are alone. We have to build a clan.”
I was getting wet thinking about the possibility of getting laid finally. Oh, this could be very nice. Then my mind turned to being a mother. I had always wanted a family but it never looked like this. He was right, we had no other choice.
“Daddy, we are all adults here. I know you brought us up to be mature and self sufficient so I want to start being frank and honest with my family. I have some questions.” I was a little taken aback when my mother spoke next.
“Wendy, just to clarify, your father and I are equal partners. We make decisions together about the family. Curt may seem to be in charge since he does most of the talking but you should know that the majority of our decisions have been hashed out between us before they are rolled out. I just wanted you kids to know that before you ask your questions.” She flashed her motherly love grin at me and I smiled back.
I glanced at Tim who was riveted to the drama but silent.
“Ok, here it goes. Since Mom is no longer able to make babies, that leaves me as the chosen one. I don’t mind my role being the childbearer at all. I will do whatever this family needs. I guess my only questions are when and who will be the donor?”
I was shocked when my normally conforming mother took the role of leader again. Was she running this show this whole time?
“Yes, Wendy, I may not be able to give birth anymore but I can support this family the way you are going to. I’m really proud of the way you put this family as your number one priority. Curt and I have talked about this topic at length. We believe we should get started asap. There were many issues to resolve but in the case of the donor we agreed completely. For many complex social and psychological reasons, we believe your father should be the sire. At least the first one. Are you good with that Wendy?”
It was all slapping me in the face at once. I was overwhelmed by how fast this all came on. I was a little scared but also excited.
“I’m good with it, but Mom, are YOU good with it. I will be having an incestuous affair with your husband. He will be having sex with your only daughter. I just want to hear you say it’s ok.” She smiled at me with love.
“Wendy,” she said before grabbing me for a big hug. “I know it’s hard for us all. I also know this is important and what we propose is the only way. I will weep about the implications but I will also get over any sadness, anger, or jealousy I experience in the knowledge that times have changed and we’re back to the stone age.”
The conversation went on about the future and rearing a child and what dangers could lie ahead. I drifted off into my own thoughts of getting fucked by my hunky daddy. At one point my eyes drifted over to Tim, unfocused until I realized he was looking at me. When I focused on his face I could swear I saw jealousy. Not jealous of ME but jealous of our dad. I was pretty shaken by the look but I also became aware of my previous fantasies involving my brother. If I could have sex with my own father with impunity, then why not my brother too? I was absolutely sure he was down to fuck, all I had to do was ask.
After the meeting ended Daddy came to me. “Let’s go for a walk, Wendy.” He never calls me Wendy. Baby, little girl, baby girl, anything but Wendy. I surmised he wanted to end the daddy and little girl relationship. I was now a mature woman and would be treated as one. Fine by me.
We walked and he talked. “Wendy, I realize this will be awkward and maybe embarrassing for you. I just want to let you know that we can do this however you want. However, I think we should get started soon so the baby arrives early spring for the warmer weather.”
I accidentally smirked. Curt noticed and smirked himself. “Are you looking forward to this?” I nodded shyly. “It’s okay Wendy, there isn’t anyone left to judge us. Whatever we decide to do is up to us and only us. Your mother and I may be in charge but you and Timmy have a say as well. So don’t hold back if you want to be heard.”
We had walked hundreds of yards into the woods by now. “Daddy, can we start right now? Here and now?”
“Wow Wendy, you are bold! Just like your mother. I’m very impressed by the woman you’ve become.”
“Like I said before, I can’t wait. I want it, I need it. Let’s do it.”
“”Okay Baby, why don’t you start undressing. Don’t be shy.”
“Daddy, I already showed you my pussy. Why should I be shy?” I stripped without hesitation, I think it blew my father’s mind. He too was stripping almost more timidly than me. “You know I’ve seen your penis plenty already, right? You know I was getting pretty jealous of Mom getting to have you all the time.”
“Just so you understand a little better, part of the plan for this arrangement was for me to give your mother plenty of extra sex before this started. That’s why we were doing it so much. It should help her jealousy and help her stay satisfied. I think I have another idea though.”
“Okay baby, I hate to be your first but hopefully I’m not your last.” His cock was standing at attention. He stepped into my personal zone and kissed me on the lips. “I’m hoping you didn’t want me to just mechanically inseminate you. Foreplay will help you get ready.”
“Daddy, I may never get to have sex with a man outside of this family. Please do it like you mean it. I know you don’t feel good about this, but I want you to fuck me like a slutty bitch you picked up at the bar.”
“Call me Curt, Baby”
“Call me slut, Daddy, I mean Curt.”
Curt spread our clothes out so we could lay down comfortably. He kissed me roughly this time, jamming his tongue into my mouth. My juices were running across my thigh and onto the ground. Daddy put his hand on my breast, tweaked the nipple, then moved down to suck most of my tit into his mouth while slathering my nipple with his relentless tongue.
He moved his hand down to my womanhood and rubbed my entire mound and lips gently.
“Do you still have your hymen slut?”
“I’m a fucking slut Curt, what do you think?”
Daddy pushed his middle finger into me tentatively. I put my hand over his hand and pushed it into my pussy harder. This spurred him on to go deeper, then add a second finger. I moaned, “Yes Curt, that feels so good. OOOOHHHHH, SOOOO GOOD.”
Daddy pulled his fingers out and licked them. “Oh baby, I mean slut, I’ve got to get my tongue on you.”
“Do it Daddy!! Please!!”
Daddy moved even lower and was turned 90 degrees to me. So I took my opportunity to handle his cock for the first time. It was my first time handling a real penis. I had tried my mother’s dildo several times, hence no hymen. Daddy’s head was between my legs. It was surreal. He pulled my lightly tufted pussy apart and began gently licking my crack which was beyond wet. I felt embarrassed by my wetness.
“Daddy, I’m sorry it’s so wet.”
Daddy came up for air and said, “It’s the sexiest thing ever. It just means you’re excited to be with me. Your taste is unbelievable. Don’t be embarrassed. He went back to licking but didn’t touch my clit. “Next time you can orgasm on my tongue. Today you use my cock. Are you ready slut?”
“Yes, I am SOOOO ready. Please Curt, fuck your little whore now.”
He moved up to my face and kissed me. Masterbating had taught me that tasting myself was a turn on.
“If you want it so bad, you put it in slut.” So I took his penis and l seated it in my entrance. I wanted to remember this moment so I took it very slowly and committed my feelings to memory. He slowly eased his penis in at a sloth’s pace. It was unbelievably erotic and exciting for my first time. I felt every millimeter of advancement. “Fuck!! You are one tight whore, Wendy.”
“It hurts a little. You have a big penis Curt.”
“It’s called a cock, Wendy. A slut like you will learn to love this cock, won’t you?
“I’m sure you’re right, Curt. Just take it slow at first.” Daddy pushed in and out at a snail’s pace, but it was starting to feel good like it felt when I used a dildo. Daddy slid his thumb through my pussy juice and began gently messaging my clitoris. The feeling of pleasure began to take hold around my core.
“Oh yes, that’s so good Curt. Fuck me just like that.” Daddy started getting more aggressive. He sped up, pushed deeper, and began talking more.
“Come on slut, take that cock deep. You like this cock don’t you?” I nodded enthusiastically and looked into his eyes. He had a look of pure lust. The look made me lose control.
“Oh fuck Daddy, I’m about to CUUUMM!!” My entire body locked up hard. The feeling was overwhelming. I had never felt like this in my life. Daddy breathed out hard into my neck and groaned as he unloaded inside me. My pussy walls had clamped down like a vice on his penis so he stopped moving until my seizure subsided.
“That was amazing Daddy!! When can we do it again? I hope I don’t get pregnant too soon.” I laughed into daddy’s neck.
My daddy looked into my eyes again smiling and asked, “You alright there slut?”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him like a lover. We still hadn’t disconnected but Daddy’s penis was back to life. As his cock regained full hardness, Daddy said, “I think I could easily go again if you want to.”
“Oh daddy! I really want to. This time you can call me Baby and I want to call you Daddy. I’d really like it if you make tender love to me this time.”
“Okay baby, whatever you want.” Daddy was gentle and loving. Only at the very end did he start pounding and slapping flesh on flesh. It was the second load he left in my reproductive system. I hoped I could keep my pussy full of sperm constantly but I didn’t know how often we really needed to do it. And how much fucking is Mom going to allow. I don’t want to disrespect her marriage. I thought a talk with my mother needed to happen.
We returned to the house and I realized I was doing the walk of shame. Surprisingly, my mother smiled warmly at me. Did she not know what just happened?
That night after the men went to bed Mom and I had a heart to heart. She did know what happened. She said she was torn between jealousy and being happy for me. I told her how much I liked it and told her honestly that I wanted to keep it going…and often. She chuckled, “You really are stealing my husband, slut!” We both laughed and hugged.
Mom told me that from now on we had to have sex at home for safety reasons. I spoke to her about Tim being jealous and needing something. I was subconsciously hoping I could have both men trying to knock me up.
“Your father brought that situation to my attention. I’m going to take care of it.” She smiled in a way that I can’t describe, maybe part wicked and part embarrassed?
The next evening after chores and dinner I cornered Daddy, “Can we do it tonight Daddy?” He smiled and blushed.
“You really ARE a slut now aren’t you?” I nodded and smirked. I love my Daddy so much. It ended up being pretty awkward for daddy to say we were going to bed (obviously together) but Mom smiled broadly.
“Okay, have fun you two!” she exclaimed. I was at a loss. She seemed too happy about it but it eased my nerves. Now I just had to get used to fucking my Daddy, lol.
Daddy took some pressure off me by undressing me himself. I decided to be brave and went ahead undressing Curt. As his pants came off I knew he was excited to fuck my prime, young pussy. His penis was tenting his boxers comically. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on his manhood.
I pulled down his boxers and his cock bounced happily in front of me. “Daddy, I want to do something.” I pulled his cock down to my lips and started licking. “Will you teach me how to do it right?”
He grimaced. “Start with no teeth.” He gently coached me on the ins and outs of a blow job. I wanted more than anything to please my Daddy and make him feel as good as he makes me feel.
“You’re doing great Baby, but my baby batter needs to go inside you so time to stop.” He pushed my head away and groaned. Daddy pushed me onto the bed and said, “Get on all fours, no missionary today. Tonight you get the position that feels best, doggy.”
I obeyed his directions and he got behind me holding my petite hips in his big hands. He dragged his cockhead up and down my wet slit and just as he was about to enter we both heard it. It was the sound of sex. It was coming from Tim’s room. My head spun when I realized Mom was literally taking care of Tim’s needs, and maybe her own. I quickly surmised it was only fair but the look in my daddy’s eyes said he was conflicted.
He immediately plunged his cock deep into me. It was bordering on painful but I felt enough pleasure to override the pain. A few pumps later I was thoroughly filled with lust. I could hear my brother grunting from the other room and then my mom yelled, “OH GOD YES, FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG COCK!!” We both stopped moving and could hear flesh slapping and then, “UGH, I’M CUMMING!!!”
Daddy looked down at me, “Does your brother have a big dick?” I saw concern on his face. I nodded. “Bigger than mine?”
“I think so Daddy, but you shouldn’t let that bother you. Besides we get to have fun, why shouldn’t they? It’s only fair.” He nodded.
“Daddy? Did you make this plan just so you could fuck me?” He shook his head.
“Not really baby. I mean it might have been a perk but not totally. The plan to build a clan was foremost but it was easier knowing I might get to bang my hot daughter.” I smiled.
“You think I’m hot?” He nodded and began pounding me from behind. I only lasted about 30 seconds before my first full body orgasm. He went on to fuck me for hours to a bunch of orgasms, maybe six. I fell asleep with my daddy in my arms and sperm oozing out of me. I woke up alone.
The next morning at breakfast we spoke frankly about the sex last night.
I looked from Tim to Mom, “I’m glad you two get to have something. It’s only fair. I just want to state for the record that I’m not sure how I’m going to handle this. I might get bitchy.”
Mom frowned, “Why Baby?”
“I guess I’m the jealous one now.” Everyone looked at me with different reactions ranging from confusion to amusement.
Mom just smiled rubbing my arm. “Understandable, Tim is a fine man. Thank you for being up front and honest. It helps us immensely in planning our future.”
I looked over at Tim who was smiling at me even though I was fully embarrassed now. I was able to force a half smile back. I guess I wanted a bit of role reversal when I said to everyone, “Daddy, can we try again tonight?” They all knew that my bitchy side had arrived already.
Daddy did come to my room and we got naked. Daddy looked down at my newly shaved pussy. “Do you like it Daddy?” He nodded with a wicked smile.
“It looks wicked awesome Baby.” Then he seemed to become a bit withdrawn.
“Daddy, are you feeling ok?” His face went blank.
“I think we’ve run into the obvious problems we should’ve expected from our situation. Mom was jealous of you, you’re jealous of your mother, I’m jealous of Tim, and I’d be willing to bet that Tim is jealous of me.”
“Daddy, you’re jealous of Tim? Why?”
“He’s fucking my wife. He has a bigger cock than me and my wife sounds like she’s getting fucked better than she ever has in her life.” Right on cue a loud scream came from Tim’s room.
“OH GOD!! YES, That’s the BEST FUCKING COCK. OH YES, I’M CUMMING!!”
I looked into my Daddy’s eyes and said, “It’s all a fucked up. You are an amazing lover and you’re the leader here. You have to put pettiness aside. We are surviving because of you.” He nodded.
“Wendy, your mother is the real leader although we are an equal partnership. She makes all the important decisions because she’s smarter than me. Somehow I think this particular situation could be going off the rails.”
“”Daddy, we can get through this. Let’s just enjoy tonight and try to get me knocked up.” Daddy looked concerned.
“Wendy, when was your last period?” I scrunched up my face.
“Abooouut two weeks ago, why?”
“That means you should be very fertile right now. We need to do it every night for about a week. That will give us the best chance to conceive.” I smiled and he noticed. “Baby, I think you’re enjoying this a little too much.”
“Daddy, this was my fantasy for a long time. Now that it’s actually happening I want to savor it.” I leaned into him and kissed him passionately. He moaned his approval as he caressed my breast and rolled my nipple between his finger and thumb. Just then more sounds came from Tim’s room. Slapping flesh sounds that we shouldn’t be able to hear. They had to be fucking really hard for us to hear it.
Then my mother’s voice boomed, “OOHHH YEEESSSS, CUM IN MOMMY!!! OHH GOD, I’M GONNA CUM AGAIN!! MAKE MOMMY CUM BABY!!!!” Daddy looked forlorn. I felt a little bad for him but I knew I could get him to forget what was happening in Tim’s room.
“Let’s see how loud I can get,” I said with a broad smile. It worked pretty well, Daddy looked into my eyes and smirked.
“Baby, I want to taste you, lick you.” He kissed down my neck, stopping to suck a nice hickey. Then kissed gently down to my breast where he licked around my areola. His mouth covered and sucked my nipple and half my b-cup breast into his mouth, wagging his tongue over my sensitive nub. I sighed and moaned loving the feeling but anticipating a much nicer feeling to come. He left another prominent hickey at the top of my left breast. My vagina was soaked and starting to drip. I was a little embarrassed to have his face in front of that mess again.
“Daddy?” He didn’t stop though. As he came face to face with my womanhood, I was worried he’d ditch the idea.
“Oh baby, you are so worked up. That’s great that I made you so excited.” Then he licked me with a flat tongue from taint to clit. It took my breath away. I had to force myself to breath again. He did the same thing again but teased my nub this time. I let out a long guttural moan.
“You taste like heaven, soooo gooood.” He pushed my knees up towards my ears where I took hold so he could continue. This time he started licking at my asshole which made me jump from surprise and a little self consciousness. When he reached my vaginal orifice he stuck his tongue deep, making me gasp. At the same time the middle finger from his left hand began probing my anus.
“Oh god Daddy, that’s so good!!” I said in a faltering voice.
Now he started taking my entire pussy in his mouth and slathering with his tongue giving more and more attention to my clit.
“OH FUCK DADDY, I’M CUMMING!!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. It wasn’t on purpose, he just sent me to a higher plane of existence. I was spasming in his arms until the feeling finally released me. A few minutes passed before I could speak.
“That was incredible. Thank you Daddy. Now can I give you some oral? I really want to make you cum with my mouth.” Daddy looked at me smiling.
“This seems to be becoming less about making a baby and more about recreational sex. I certainly won’t complain if you want to suck my cock, but we still have to be able to fuck so you can get pregnant.”
“You know Daddy, if we only did oral we could keep doing this for a long time without me getting pregnant.” I smiled after my devious yet kidding comment. He just shook his head.
“I didn’t realize you were such a slut. I would lick your pussy anytime you want but I have a wife that I love to think about, and now I know how she feels.”
I knelt in front of my father looking up into his eyes getting ready to give him a blowjob and surprise him by swallowing. The feeling of submission kneeling in front of my daddy felt natural. My pussy was pulsing and wet just from the thought of giving my daddy pleasure. He looked back at me expectantly, as if he had dreamed of this very situation and couldn’t believe it was going to be an ongoing thing.
I began licking the shaft and then around his angry looking head. He groaned. “Daddy, will you coach me again?” He nodded with his eyes closed and his mouth open.
He answered unevenly, “UHHH, y-you’re doing fine Baby.” I put my mouth over his tip and teased it with my tongue before sliding down about half way and then pumping up and down quickly several times causing Daddy to gasp.
“Jesus Baby, you’re gonna make me cum really fast.” I was proud of myself. Daddy looking down at me now seemed proud of me too. “Just like your mother, a natural born cocksucker.” He started breathing harder and faster while pumping his hips. My old friends at high school told me that the best blowjobs included deep throating. I pushed his penis deep into the back of my throat and gagged. I did it several times and realized if I got it into my throat the gagging would stop. Next time I forced his member deep into my throat. Success!!
“Ah. Ah, AHHHHHH, YESSSS!!” he exclaimed as he pumped his large load of sperm into my throat. But I also wanted a taste, so I pulled back and let the second half of his deposit cover my tongue which was now teasing his head in my mouth. I did know that swallowing was important to men for a world class blowjob, so I remained sucking and swallowing through his orgasm until he held my forehead in place to stop me. I released his wonderful penis. “Damn Baby, I don’t think you need ANY improvement. That was outstanding!! I hope I can get it up again.”
We laid next to each other caressing and cuddling, exploring each other. I noticed Daddy was obsessed with my cute little ass. He rubbed it lovingly. Eventually his penis stood to attention and we finished the job we were expected to by inseminating my fertile pussy. I made sure that my screams of orgasm were loud enough to be heard throughout the house. I assumed it helped ease my fathers pride. He enjoyed every second of it as much as I did. We were a sweaty mess afterwards so we showered and went our separate ways.
The next day’s chores went quickly and we were now packing away some great stores of food. Firewood was getting to be several years over our needs so it would be well cured when we use it. Our newest additions were some chickens we saved from starvation that now produced an ample supply of eggs.
Our day ended with more liberal portions at dinner celebrating our successes in food production. Our hunting, trapping, gardening, foraging, fishing, etc were all paying dividends. It was loads of work and celebrating our successes was important to morale.
After dinner was cleaned up I said, “Daddy?…” He caught my eye and shook his head. He knew what I was going to ask but I already knew the answer and he didn’t want to upset Mom. I nodded and kept my mouth shut. A few minutes later I headed up to bed without any fanfare. I knew he would come to me when he thought the timing was right.
Daddy entered my dark room quietly and laid next to me. He stroked my back and hair before beginning his foreplay including a very nice session of cunnilingus. He left me unsatisfied so he could start to nail me. Once again my mother and Tim were using this time for their own sexual release. We could hear them moaning and jostling the bed. Just as Daddy entered my wet pussy the action in Tim’s room rose to another level.
“YES BABY, TAKE MOMMY’S ASS!! FUCK MOMMY IN HER TIGHT ASSHOLE!!! OH MY GOD YOUR BIG COCK FEELS SO GOOD!!”
Daddy stopped moving and his face turned bright red. His cock went limp and he fell off to my side.
“Daddy? Are you okay? Daddy say something.” The cacophony of sexual noise continued while my father laid still saying nothing.
“I’m sorry Wendy, give me a second and we can start again.” He wiped a tear from his eye then seemed to steel himself against his feelings. “Suck me back to hard, Baby, but let’s keep it quiet tonight, okay?”
I wanted to comfort my father so I treated his penis with care. Gently licking up one side and down the other. Lovingly sucking him deep into my mouth. He was hard again and pounded my pussy with anger. I was happy he could take out his frustration on me. He shot his load deep inside me for the second night in a row. I thought to myself that I must be pregnant by now. We ended quietly and he kissed my forehead.
“Thank you Baby. I love you.”
“I love you too Daddy.”
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Tim had suggested that the next morning he and I should go hunting. Mom and Dad gave us a weird look like we shouldn’t be leaving them alone with each other but in the back of my head they needed to talk without us kids around.
We took off before dawn and headed for our favorite tree stand. The hunting is very good but the stand is also bigger and more comfortable than our others. We had some talking to do as well. Tim and I talked about our sex with Mom and Dad. We both admitted to having had a longtime fantasy that was now coming true.
I asked, “So are you pretty satisfied now with the situation?” Tim smirked.
“You know Wendy, fucking Mom was a fantasy of mine, and it has been fantastic. But I’ve had an even stronger fantasy that hasn’t been fulfilled yet.” He looked me in the eyes and didn’t need to explain because I was thinking the same thing.
“It sounds like Mom loves your penis, like because it’s big I guess.” I blushed.
“Wendy, you’re 20 years old, it’s called a cock. And yes, she says she loves my big cock, although I never realized it was anything special before. You’ve seen it, what do you think?” I blushed again remembering the bunker and masterbating in front of each other.
“I will be honest, I often think about what happened in the bunker. I would say you have a very attractive COCK.”
“Do you want to see it again?” He stood up and unzipped without an answer.
“I think I know how this works. You ask me if I want to see it, then you ask if I want to touch it, then you ask me if I want to lick it, etc etc. We can skip the game. I want to suck it please.” Tim looked astonished.
“Fuck yeah, go for it Sis.” I handled his large phallus delicately, inspecting it up close. It was a piece of art, more beautiful than Michelangelo’s David’s tiny appendage.
I slowly stroked it making sure he was up to full erection. As I licked from bottom to top he gasped then moaned as I lowered my lips around his fat head. Daddy’s coaching made me confident that I was able to impress Tim with my ability and perhaps surpass his experiences with our mother or anyone else for that matter. I heard him panting and moaning as my talented lips and tongue bestowed pleasure on his cock.
“Oh my god Wendy, you are really good at that. I don’t want to cum yet. Please stop.”
I pulled my mouth off his organ with a pop. “I hadn’t even gotten to the good part yet. Let me try just once. I won’t let you cum, I promise.” I was proud of my newfound ability and wanted to impress Timmy even more. I wanted to see if I could get his big cock down my throat. I took his cock back in my mouth and after getting back into the action I plunged it into my throat. It was a tighter fit and less comfortable than with Daddy but it was in and I could move it in and out a little. Tim began to buck and moan so I reluctantly pulled my mouth off of him.
“Oh my god Sis!! Where did you learn that? You’re amazing!!” I smiled up at him, inspired by the praise he was heaping on me.
“I was practicing with Daddy.” I blushed.
“I thought you two were just going through the motions to make a baby. Are you guys like having dirty sex like me and Mom?”
I nodded.
“Now it’s our turn. I’ve wanted that cock since the first time I saw it.” I had already disrobed down to my underwear. Timmy leaned toward me and unclasped my bra and dropped it.
“Oh my Wendy. Those are so sexy.” He leaned down and took a nipple in his mouth. I moaned with the gentle way he treated my nip. He slipped my panties down to my ankles and I stepped out, got on my hands and knees, and presented myself in a way that screamed “FUCK ME!!!”
Tim got the message. He kneeled behind me and pulled his fingers up my shaved slit dragging womanly moisture with them. I could hear him lick his fingers. “Mmmm.”
I felt him seating his head in my entrance and pressing it harder with no movement. Finally his hardened rod popped in and we both gasped.
“Oh fuck Wendy, you are SO tight. Am I hurting you?” It was a little uncomfortable but I knew the pain would subside quickly as my pussy accommodated his thick shaft.
“Not much, just go a little slow at first.” I couldn’t help letting out a whimper. It was a combination of a little pain and nervous excitement. I felt so lucky that I was getting to fulfill another of my fantasies.
Timmy was very gentle with me, AT FIRST!! Once he became aware that I was no longer in any pain and was, in fact, starting to build towards an orgasm, he began fucking me like an animal. I was starting to become my mother. I was getting very loud.
“OH SHIT!! OH FUCK!! OH SHIT!! OH FUCK!! TIMMY!!! God that feels so GOOD!! I’m gonna CUUUUM!!” Timmy moaned long and loud, then grunted as he buried himself deep and shot off into my quivering pussy. That’s when the damn broke and my whole body quaked and convulsed hard. We stayed that way a minute even though my knees were hurting. Timmy eventually fell out.
“Now that’s what I call incest. I love you Bro.”
“I love you too, Sis.” We kissed passionately and got dressed.
I looked at Tim and said, “I don’t know about you but I want to keep doing that.”
Timmy agreed wholeheartedly. On the walk home we held hands like a couple and stopped twice to hug and kiss each other.
Once we got home there was no hiding what had happened from my parents. Not that I would want to hide it from them, but my mother is very perceptive and she knew right off. So we went ahead and told both of them the entire story of what happened. I was very happy to see that they weren’t very upset about it.
“I knew it was just a matter of time,” Mom said. “I think the situation we have been in recently has put undue strain on our relationships. We should consider staying coupled up as parents and kids. However, Curt will continue inseminating Wendy so we have a better chance of pregnancy. That should take care of most of the jealousy I think.” Daddy nodded his agreement. Tim and I smiled knowing the decision was sound. I was getting the best of both worlds, I couldn’t be happier.
Later that evening, as I was getting excited to sleep with Timmy, Daddy came out of the bomb shelter. He looked shaken. Mom asked if he was alright.
“I was on the HAM radio and I heard voices. I made contact with some survivors.” We were all stunned.
“Who are they, where are they?” I asked far too quickly. Daddy would have explained.
“They are preppers like us. They had a bunker and waited things out same as us. They are in Vermont, near Lake Champlain.”
We all gasped. I said, “That’s what like 250 miles?”
Daddy grinned and said, “300, but that’s pretty close yet very far. They are similar to us, a family with 2 daughters and a male cousin. The daughters are 18, and 22 years old and the male cousin is 20.”
“It turns out they had the same thoughts about reproduction as we did. The mother can still conceive as well. So Bill, the husband is trying to knock her up again. Here comes the kicker though.” We all listened with great anticipation. “They want to try to mix up our families at some point.”
I was nervous. It sounded scarier than the pandemic was. “What does that mean, Daddy?”
They want to send their daughters here to have children while we send ours there.” Daddy looked at me with apprehension. “It’s just a preliminary discussion. It doesn’t mean we will go through with the idea. We have to discuss it among ourselves. There’s no hurry since making a swap would be very difficult and need lengthy planning. Besides, you could be pregnant already.”
What really worried me was losing my family and sex with my brother and my father. I didn’t want to go.
End Chapter 1