"The Start of Something New" (closed)

[HumanBean]

"You're plenty worthy, Robert," Marie said after Robert had revealed his nude body to her.

He knew he was fit. Hard work and a healthy diet, both forced upon him, had sculpted Robert into the man he was today. He hadn't always been such, though. Before the apocalypse, he'd been 40 pounds heavier than he was today. It was ironic that a civilization-killing virus had turned him into the man who this beauty with this body would call worthy of her.

Marie came closer, caressing and kissing Robert before grasping and stroking his cock. It twitched in her eager fingers, causing him to moan and whisper, "That ... oh, God ... it's been a long time since anyone besides myself did that."

It probably wasn't the most romantic thing to say at the moment. But Robert was already imagining, fearing how quickly this was going to end for him. It had been 16 years since he'd put his cock inside a woman. And while, like most men, he beat his meat when the need arose, it had been at least two weeks since he'd done that either. He simply hadn't taken the time to fulfill his most basic male human need after food, water, and sleep.

Marie directed Robert back onto the log, then crawled up into his lap. He grasped her buttocks in eager hands, pulling her up his thighs until their respective bodies were sandwiching his cock between them. She met his mouth with another passionate kiss, maneuvering in his lap to prepare them for what was to come.

"I've wanted you since the tub," she whispered to him, adding, "...badly!"

"I've wanted you, Marie," Robert reciprocated between kisses. He added, "From the moment I met you."

He felt the warmth and wetness of Marie's pussy pressing against and then around the swollen head of his cock. Then, she lowered herself, forcing him inside her. It was a tight fit, with the resistance of her reluctant muscles pausing them to her whispers, "Slow ... slow..."

Robert caught the grimace in Marie's face and felt the tension in her body. He used his strong arms to lift her at the ass a bit, telling her, "Careful. We're in no hurry."

They took their time, Marie lowering herself a little, pausing, then again. With Carolyn, who had always been slow to get wet enough, Robert had always had to push and pull his cock out of her several times to soak it with her natural lubricant. But Marie was practically leaking her juices down his shaft. Robert had only to pause to let her relax enough to take his girth before dropping her farther down his shaft.

And then, he was fully inside her. He moaned as the last inch of him sunk inside her warmth, murmuring, "My God, Marie. You feel so good. So good."

They kissed again as he again used the strength in his arms to lift and lower Marie's weight. He took just an inch of her in and out, then two, then three. Then, a thought came to him. He stopped their movement, looking into her face and saying with concern, "I don't want to get you pregnant."

"You won't get me pregnant, Robert," Marie comforted him. "I know my cycle."

"Are you sure?" he asked. "I can pull out."

"I want you to cum inside me," she whispered as they started moving again. "I want you to cum inside me so bad."

Robert put his entire body into fucking Marie, his arms lifting and dropping her as his hips thrusts forward and backward. And like he'd feared, it was less than half a minute of thrusting before he felt the pleasure rising in him at an unstoppable pace. With a great grunt and one final thrust to ram himself deep inside her, Robert groaned loudly, "Oh God! Marie! Oh, Marie!"

His head began swimming in the euphoria of orgasm as his cock leapt almost violently within her, filling her with one powerful shot of cum after another. Robert's forehead dropped to press into the crook of her neck as he continued moaning, his heart pounding as if he'd just finished a marathon, all uphill!

 

[MarieDavisRPs]

Marie knew the moment Robert came; the signs of orgasm were so very obvious to and delightful for her. His hands upon her ass cheeks pulled her body in tight against him as he groaned loudly before exploding, "Oh God! Marie! Oh, Marie!"

His ejaculations were so powerful that she could feel his cock leaping inside of her sensitive canal. Marie didn't always feel her lover actually cum within her, but Robert's climax was likely long coming ... or cumming? She could feel his heart in his chest beating against her own bosom, that chest swelling and receding with deep breaths. It made Marie smile with happiness.

She gave Robert a long moment to enjoy the euphoria, feeling his warm breath on her neck and chest. Then, she grasped a handful of his hair and pulled his head back to look into his eyes, smiling and asking, "Was that good for you, Robert."

 

[HumanBean]

Marie grasped a handful of Robert's hair, pulling his head back to look into his eyes. He mirrored her smile, whispering, "My God."

"Was that good for you, Robert," she asked.

Robert laughed aloud before kissing her, long and passionately. He was still trembling inside from the pleasure that had run rampant through him. He whispered, "Very good."

Kissing her again as he thought of what she'd done to him, Robert asked knowingly, "You didn't cum yet?"

He knew the answer. She didn't have to answer. He was still hard as a rock, thankfully. Once he thought he could pull it off, Robert gripped his hands tight upon Marie's ass again and returned to fucking her, this time harder, deeper, and faster. And he would stop until she'd enjoyed the same euphoria he had.

 

[MarieDavisRPs]

"Very good," Robert whispered when Marie asked if he'd enjoyed his orgasm inside her. He kissed her, then pointed out what must have been obvious to him, "You didn't cum yet?"

"No," she said, taking his lower lip between her own, then biting it gently as if she was punishing him for not finishing her off. She shifted in his lap to withdraw him a bit, then pushed her hips forward to take him fully inside her again as she said, "But we aren't done yet ... are we?"

They weren't, something with which Robert reassured her by resuming a very energetic pummeling of her pussy. She loved how he manhandled her, his hands gripping her ass so tightly that later she would find finger bruises there; driving the full length of his cock deep inside her after having pulled nearly its full length out. She cried out softly, then not quite so much as the pleasure he was causing her grew and grew and grew until finally she erupted in a loud orgasm that wafted through the forest, even startling some of the birds that hadn't yet flown from the area.

Marie wrapped her arms around Robert's head and shoulders, pulling them tightly together as the waves of ecstasy surged through her. Fearing he might stop at the sound of her orgasm she demanded, "Don't stop! Don't ... stop ... Rob- ... Robert! Don't stop!"

He didn't, and the feel of his girth inside her and his groin slamming her clit caused the euphoria to extend for ... oh, who knew, really ... ten, twenty, thirty seconds in all...? When Marie finally began to descend from that peak of ecstasy, she shifted her feet to wrap around Robert's waist, pulling them hard together with all her strength, begging, "Enough ... enough..."

She simply clutched to his body with all four limbs for the longest time, and only after her heartbeat and quickened breathing began to show signs of returning to normal, did Marie release her hold on Robert, relaxing back onto his thighs as she pressed her mouth to his for a desperate kiss.

"My god," she whispered when their lips separated. "That was ... incredible. I really needed that, Robert. I really needed you."

Marie had been so lost in her own orgasm that she wasn't certain whether Robert had cum a second time or needed to continue. She told him, "You did me in ... but ... if you want to continue..."

If he wasn't done, she would tell him to return to pounding inside her; Marie wanted Robert to be fully satisfied with her before they separated, redressed ... and talked about his son's need to get laid, a topic that was once again returning to Marie's mind now that she'd already enjoyed Craig's father so entirely.

 

[HumanBean]

Robert had in fact cum a second time, just as Marie herself had began pleading, "Don't stop! Don't ... stop ... Rob- ... Robert! Don't stop!"

He would have preferred to relax and simply enjoy the pleasure that was again causing his body to tremble deep to the core. But Robert wanted this time, this first time, with Marie to be totally memorable. He continued pounding hard into her, fighting the desire to simply relish the euphoria.

Surprisingly and unusual for him, doing so seemed to extend his own orgasm. His cock continued to pulse inside her long after he would have expected it to settle down. Only when she begged him to stop did he wrap his arms around Marie's middle, holding her tightly as she was doing to him.

"My god," she whispered after they'd begun kissing once again. "That was ... incredible."

"It was," he agreed, his breathing labored more dramatically than it had been in quite some time.

"I really needed that, Robert," she told him. "I really needed you."

Robert laughed, wanting to remind her that he hadn't fucked a woman in 16 years. But he caught himself as he was opening his mouth. He remembered that her own recent sexual history wasn't one that she was proud of. Better simply to instead whisper to her, "I needed you, too."

"You did me in," she told him, "...but ... if you want to continue..."

"I never want to stop doing this with you," he told her. He caressed a hand up her back to her neck, pushing her mouth to his. When their lips separated, he told her, "But you did me in, too."

They continued to simply sit there, holding one another and occasionally kissing the other's lips or neck. Robert laid Marie back far enough to kiss her wonderful breasts and suckle their pert nipples. Soon, though, he began to develop a cramp in a thigh from sitting on the log, despite it being partially rotted.

Robert reluctantly pulled out of Marie, helping her to her feet before him. He smiled at realizing that he was still rock hard, then chuckled. "We might be done, but it looks like someone else isn't. Promise we'll do this again really soon? Otherwise--"

He gestured an extended finger toward his erection, finishing, "--someone's going to be chasing your all around the farm."

 

[MarieDavisRPs]

"I never want to stop doing this with you," Robert responded to Marie asking if he wanted to continue. "But you did me in, too."

They kissed, caressed, suckled, and nibbled before Robert spoke of a developing cramp. Marie understood; they weren't exactly sitting in the most comfortable position on the most comfortable surface for the energetic fuck they'd just enjoyed. Sliding out of Robert's lap, Marie saw that he was still rock hard and laughed. "Did you in, huh?"

He made his request that they do this again really soon, to which Marie said, "Maybe sooner than you think." She looked about herself for her jeans, found it, folded them in half, and dropped them between Robert's feet. Dropping to her knees, she pushed into between his thighs, took hold of his wet shaft, and stroked it slowly as she suggested, "Maybe we try something new?"

If Robert did or said nothing to stop her, she would give him what might well be the most skilled, deep throat blow job of his life, something she'd learned to do at too young of an age, something that had made her very popular with her masters and her patrons during her involuntary indentured time in this post-apocalyptic world of theirs.

 

[HumanBean]

Robert's cock twitched anxiously at his realization that Marie was about to perform oral sex on him. Blow jobs were something that his wife had been very good at but very reluctant at doing. Carolyn had never really enjoyed performing oral, not nearly as much as having had oral done to her. Luckily for her, Robert had been sympathetic about her distaste for fellatio and had told her with all sincerity that she didn't need to blow him to make him happy.

"Maybe we try something new?" Marie asked, moving into position to take him into her mouth.

But no sooner did she take his shining, bulbous head in between her lips did Robert reached down to gently stop her. It wasn't just his memory of Carolyn's distaste for the act and Robert's thinking that perhaps Marie didn't like it either. It was more the memory of what she'd said about essentially being a sexual servant in former locations. He could just imagine that if she was good as sucking cock, it was probably something that she'd learned to do reluctantly.

"Not today," Robert said, softly, smiling down to her. He reached down to take her hold of her at her rib cage and help her to her feet. He ogled her incredible body again before looking up into her eyes, saying, "My God. You're just perfect."

Pulling her to him, Robert kissed her again, then explained, "I would love to have you do what you were about to do. It's been a long, long time since anyone has done that to me. But not now. I want to remember this day for what we just did, together."

He suggested that they redress and get back to the farm. "Craig surely is wondering what has become of us. We should probably check some of the other traps, too. The more we come back with, the less likely he is to think that we were out here doing what we were doing."

Robert suddenly felt guilty about that: fucking Marie. Just moments before the two of them had begun stripping, they were talking about whether or not Marie should introduce Craig to the wonders of sex, as opposed to fucking his father to two incredible orgasms.

Hesitantly, Robert began, "About Craig. I, um, I don't know what to say about him now. I mean, after this, after us. I mean..."

He didn't know what to say, and he hoped that Marie would have some insight. He'd never been in such a position as this. Not once during the pre-apocalypse, pre-Carolyn days had he slept with the love interest of a friend or relative. He'd never stolen a girlfriend from a male friend nor even slept with a woman who he knew had slept with a male friend or relative. Thinking about that now, Robert suddenly realized just how unremarkable his love life before Carolyn had been.

 

[MarieDavisRPs]

Marie was just tasting the mix of her natural lubricant and his ejaculate when Robert did something no man had ever done before: stopped her from sucking his cock. He urged her to her feet, telling her, "Not today."

He explained himself, saying he preferred to remember them making love more than simply having one-direction sex -- her description of cock sucking, not his -- to which Marie said with a sincere voice, "I understand. I agree, too. I'll remember this ... forever."

They began gathering their clothes and donning them as Robert suggested they get back before Craig suspected something. He said, "About Craig. I, um, I don't know what to say about him now. I mean, after this, after us. I mean..."

"I loved doing this with you, Robert," Marie interrupted. She moved up to him again, standing on her tippy toes to kiss him softly on the lips. "I ... I used to fuck a lot. I don't think that comes as a surprise to you after what I told you last night about my past. I used to have sex a lot ... with the men who owned me ... as well as with the men that they lent me to for whatever they could gain from the deal.

"But Robert," she continued, her tone and expression sincere, "It's been a long, long time since I made love with someone ... like I did you. I don't consider this just another fuck ... and ... I hope you don't either."

Taking a moment to compose her thoughts, Marie put it out there as simply as she could. "But I think I should still introduce your son to the pleasures of sex." She paused a moment for his reaction before clarifying, "Craig is 18 years old. He's never seen a woman before -- I mean, other than his mother. Instinctively, his body is telling him that he has a ... a destiny that involves a member of the female gender.

"I ... am that member," she stressed. "I'm the only woman he's ever known with whom he could, for lack of a better phrase, become a man. And regardless of what happened here between us ... I think he needs to be with me ... just as you needed to be with me."

 

[HumanBean]

Robert listened to Marie talk about the difference between fucking and making love. She said about what just happened between them, "I don't consider this just another fuck ... and ... I hope you don't either."

"I don't," he responded. "This was special to me, too."

Then, Marie surprised him by saying, "But I think I should still introduce your son to the pleasures of sex."

Robert only stared at her dumbfounded. They'd just fucked. Made love. And she was saying she wanted to fuck his son, too? Or was she saying she wanted to make love to Craig?

"I'm the only woman he's ever known with whom he could, for lack of a better phrase, become a man," she told Robert. "And regardless of what happened here between us ... I think he needs to be with me ... just as you needed to be with me."

Robert nearly corrected Marie with I didn't NEED to be with you. I WANTED to be with you. But he'd been feeling both, need and want. And he knew that Craig would be feeling both, too. He sat down on the log. He leaned over to don and tie up his boots as he thought about what Marie was saying. When he stood again, Robert studied Marie for a few seconds.

"You're right," he said. "Craig needs to be with a woman. And unless you have one hiding in the bushes where you'd been hiding, you're the only woman available."

Robert looked off toward the farmhouse a moment, thinking. Then, forcing a smile to her, he asked Marie, "So, how do we proceed?"

 

[MarieDavisRPs]

Marie was happy to hear Robert say, "This was special to me, too." She was actually surprised to hear him agree with her, "You're right, Craig needs to be with a woman."

She'd expected the older male to argue against -- or even prohibit -- her introducing his son to sex. If this had been pre-apocalyptic America, she would have known that many fathers yearned to have sexual relations with their son's young female friends and -- in more cases than one would find appropriate -- actually did.

Ironically, in this post-apocalyptic world, Marie had seen far more inappropriate sexual situations than a father yearning his son's lover. She'd seen and even played a part in relationships that would have resulted in public disapproval, divorces, violence, and -- in some jurisdictions -- jail time. But not in this world.

Robert continued about her having sex with Craig, "And unless you have one hiding in the bushes where you'd been hiding, you're the only woman available."

She finished dressing, ran her fingers through her hair, and watched Robert as he himself finished dressing. He smiled, asking, "So, how do we proceed?"

"Well, I see two options really," she responded, quickly adding, "but regardless ... I ... I think we keep what happened here between us to ourselves for the moment. Agreed?"

Marie listened to his response, then continued, "First ... I feel Craig out for how he feels about becoming involved ... and ... we become involved. I think ... I think it would be best if I told him it was just a one-time thing ... an experience that I feel he needed to ... experience."

She paused, studying Robert. Then, formulating her thoughts, she continued, "Or ... we go with a more ... radical idea."

Marie moved up to Robert, pushing into between her knees and reaching out to wrap her arms around his neck. Looking into his eyes, she offered, "Or ... we find him a girl of his own."

That got a response, causing Marie to smile knowingly. "I have friends ... out there ... young women like me ... who would love to get out of their current situations ... situations like what I was in before I escaped and came here. Robert ... we could rescue one of these women ... bring her here ... to live here ... to be ... to be your son's girlfriend."

 

[HumanBean]

"Well, I see two options really," Marie told Robert, adding, "but regardless ... I ... I think we keep what happened here between us to ourselves for the moment. Agreed?"

"Agreed," Robert responded without hesitation. He'd had no immediate intentions to tell his son about fucking Marie even before she'd warned him off of it.

Then she laid out her plan for herself and Craig, calling it a one-time experience. Then she proposed something she called radical. "...we find him a girl of his own."

Marie presented her idea of going out into the world to collect one of her female friends, finishing, "...to be your son's girlfriend."

Robert couldn't help but laugh aloud. "You have to be kidding."

But he saw in Marie's expression that she wasn't at all. His own expression turned from humorous to concerned. "I haven't been out there in almost two decades and for a very good reason. It's not safe out there. I mean, I'm not concerned about the virus. It's played itself out, killing everyone susceptible to it. It's dead and gone. But the militia's, the gangs, the psychos. They're the reason we've hidden here all this time."

Until now, Robert had never even considered venturing out into the world beyond the briar bushes. There was nothing out there that he or Craig had needed. Until now? he thought to himself. Was getting his son laid really worth the risk of getting caught out there by armed hooligans while he himself was armed with nothing more than his small revolver?

Just for the hell of it, Robert asked, "I mean, how would you even consider doing this. I mean, you described how you escaped. Running through the countryside, chased by dogs, swimming down a river, nearly drowning. You want to do this just to bring back a piece of tail for--"

No sooner had Robert begun to say that last bit then he wished he hadn't. He could just imagine that Marie was now thinking Is that all I was to you, a piece of tail?

 

[MarieDavisRPs]

"You have to be kidding," Robert said when Marie suggested that they go fetch Craig a girlfriend from the same place she'd just fled. He explained the reasons why he and his son had hid here for 16 years, including the very militia from which Marie had just fled. "They're the reason we've hidden here all this time."

"I understand, Robert," she responded, "I really do."

He asked how she would go about doing this, referring to the woman about whom Marie was talking as a piece of tail. Marie saw the change in Robert when he spoke those words; she understood his sudden feelings of guilt.

"It's okay," Marie said. "I'm not offended; I know what I was and why I allowed it. That's over now. I have you and Craig now. And you have me, Robert ... in a way that your son doesn't ... and won't ... if we find him a girlfriend."

Marie paused, then added, "I mean, Robert ... I'm more than willing to be shared by the two of you. I've been shared by men before. It's up to you."

 

[HumanBean]

Robert:

Robert listened to Marie talk about her past. She'd had it rough, and he sympathized for her. He could never know what it was like for her or for so many other women who had found themselves in such relationships, before and after the end of civilization.

"I'm more than willing to be shared by the two of you," Marie said. "I've been shared by men before. It's up to you."

Again, Robert sympathized for Marie. He thought that Craig should experience a woman for the first time. He was certain that Marie could provide an experience he wouldn't soon forget. But he didn't want to share the beauty with his son for two reasons. The first, obviously, was that he wanted Marie for himself. And second, he didn't want Marie to once again feel like a piece of meat.

"No, no," he said after thinking. "I don't want to share you, Marie. Not even with my son. So, let's do this. But, let's do it on the way back to the house. I think we've been away long enough."


Craig:

He'd continued to work on breaking ground and planting seeds while his father and Marie were gone. After quite some time had passed, Craig began to wonder what was taking them so long. Despite his ignorance about sexual relationships, he couldn't help but begin thinking that maybe something was going on between the two.

Craig realized that he was envious of his father if he was, in fact, getting intimate with Marie. She was an incredible woman. He didn't have to have other women to compare her with to understand that.

He found himself looking off toward the woods where they'd disappeared with progressively more frequency as the minutes passed. It got to the point where he was watching the woods more than he was digging in the ground.

Just as he began to consider going off to check that they were alright, the pair of them emerged from the woods. His father was dangling two dead animals from one hand, likely squirrels by the size and color. Marie was holding the front hem of her shirt up before her, filled with something she'd picked, likely mushrooms and/or fiddle head fern sprouts.

When they got close enough, his father held up the corpses, saying only, "Dinner."

"What took so long?" Craig asked with a suspicious tone.

"We found deer tracks," Robert lied. "We followed them, trying to figure out how they got inside past the briars."

"Find anything?" Craig asked, concerned. If a deer could get through the thick, thorny Himalayan Blackberries, a person could, too.

"No," Robert continued his story as he passed his son. "We'll look again next time we go out to check the snares. In the meantime, we have something to talk about."

Robert gestured Craig to follow with a curling index finger. Reaching the house, they set to skinning, gutting, and cleaning the rabbits as they talked. "Marie has a good friend that she wants saved from the militia that is holding her--"

"The one that was holding you?" Craig asked Marie. He got a confirmation, then asked, "A girl friend. I mean, woman friend?"

"That's right, son," Robert answered. He saw Craig's eyes widen and lips spread at the thought of another female being part of their little community. "We're not just going out there for her, though. Marie says they have things out there that we might like to have, most importantly wheat seed."

He glanced to Marie, then back to Craig as he said, "I told her how our wheat was destroyed. If we could get a big bag of seed, we could grow it again."

Craig didn't remember the wheat crop. It had been destroyed when he was just four or five years old. But he knew enough about grains to know that wheat meant more bread and even cakes and pies and cookies. He did remember those from when his mother baked them for the family.

"When do we go?" Craig asked with excitement.

"We don't," Robert said quickly. He meant that Craig wasn't going of course. He gestured an extended finger between himself and Marie, saying, "We do."

"Why not me?" Craig objected. "I'm old enough!"

"Because I'm not going to risk you, son," Robert explained. "It's going to be dangerous--"

Craig cut in again, and they argued for a minute before Robert finally said, "Stop!" After a moment of silence, Robert continued, "Marie says that this militia is heavily armed. We only have one weapon, and it's a little 5-shot revolver. If we get caught..."

Robert didn't want to talk about what happened then. He looked to Marie, asking, "Remind me again about the security, in a little more detail. I need to know everything."

Marie continued the conversation that they'd been having returning from the woods. When she finished, Craig again said, "You need me."

"No, and that's final," Robert emphasized. Done with the animals, he told Craig to go hang them up to dry in the house, away from potential scavenging predators. After he departed, he told Marie, "We'll do this. We're going to do it. I just need a day or two to think about it."

 

[MarieDavisRPs]

Marie wasn't surprised at Craig's insistence that he be included in the return to, raid of, and subsequent escape from the militia in which she'd been a servant for the last few years. He didn't know anything about the potential dangers out there in the world, but he was confident of himself. The two had combined together in the past and led to many disappointments ... and deaths.

What didn't surprise Marie was the teen's obvious interest in having another female coming to the property, despite his earlier interest in Marie herself. He probably presumed that two birds in the bush were better than one in the hand, and -- of course -- she hadn't yet been in Craig's hands.

Robert told Marie, "Remind me again about the security, in a little more detail. I need to know everything."

"The town is about 20 miles from here," she told the pair. In truth, it was only about 15 miles away; the race to get away from it had made the trek seem much farther than it was. "Between us and them are: your briars, obviously; a white-water river that I don't know how to cross in the upstream direction, only in the downstream direction, which brought me here; some rural area of homes and farms that have been pillaged of everything of value; and the suburbs ... same thing ... pillaged."

Marie could see in Robert's face that he was wanting something more than just a roadmap. She dropped to her knees, snatched up a planting stake, and began drawing in the loose dirt as she continued. "Back when the shit went shitty, they built a tall fence around a portion of the city. They picked a pretty good spot, really. There are open areas here, here, and here ... a pair of parks and some fields that used to be sports fields. They grow food there now, including the wheat I talked about.

"The buildings here, on the fourth side," she continued, "they razed them to the ground so that now, outside the wall, there's nothing to obscure the view for at least 200 feet on each side." She indicated the square she'd drawn, continuing, "This in here is about 20 blocks of the town's center: banks, government buildings, commercial buildings, residences.

"They built lookouts on the highest buildings and the buildings near the corners and edges," she went on, drawing "X's" with the tip of the stake to indicate the security. "At night, they keep at least one man in each of them. There's not as much security during the day, but then it really isn't necessary because of the open space.

"Inside the wall, there isn't really a lot of security except at the things they want to protect," Marie told them. Again, using the stake, she marked, "The food warehouse, the headquarters -- it's in the police department -- the armory, which is in the bank."

Marie sat back from her map, finishing, "I got out by bribing a guard to let me out of the gate." She didn't tell them that she'd actually killed the man while he'd been overwhelmed by the euphoria of the blowjob she'd just given him. "Unfortunately, they found out I was gone before I even got out of the 'burbs. They used the dogs to track me and nearly got me. I reached the river and jumped in ... floating, swimming, bobbing about. There's not a crossing for miles. I don't know if they came across to look for me or not, but ... I'm here, and we haven't seen or heard from them, so I'm assuming I got away."

Robert sent Craig to deal with the animals, mushrooms, and fern shoots, after which he told Marie, "We'll do this. We're going to do it. I just need a day or two to think about it."

"I understand," she said. She thought for a moment, then asked, "So ... do I ... you know, with Craig? I mean ... if you decide not to do this ... go out there?"

 

[HumanBean]

"I understand," Marie said to Robert's insistence that they take some time to consider this radical option. Then, with his son out of earshot, she asked Robert, "So ... do I ... you know, with Craig? I mean ... if you decide not to do this ... go out there?"

"No, no," he responded immediately. He realized that he'd emphasized his resistance to Marie fucking Craig rather strenuously. He drew, held, and released a deep breath before continuing more calmly, "No, I think we should hold off on that for now. I mean, if you don't mind."

He paused to see if Marie had a reply to that. Robert wondered whether she was as determined to reserve her sexual services for just him. He told her, "I enjoyed what we did. And I want to enjoy it again. Often, if you want. And I think that adding Craig to that equation wouldn't be a good idea."

Robert chuckled softly. He didn't believe they were talking about this. How the hell had his life taken this turn? "We're going to do this. I promise. Not just for Craig, but for you and for your friend, too. And if we get some wheat seed, great."

He rose to his feet from where he'd been looking more closely at the map Marie had drawn. "We just have to figure out how to get into a walled city that you had had such a hard time getting out of."

If Marie had nothing to contribute at this moment, they'd get back to work on the planting.

 

[MarieDavisRPs]

"I enjoyed what we did," Robert told Marie, "And I want to enjoy it again. Often, if you want."

"I want," Marie responded. She smiled, adding, "Often."

"I think that adding Craig to that equation wouldn't be a good idea," Robert said.

Again, Marie said, "I agree."

They talked more about Craig before Robert pointed out that now all they had to do now was get into a walled city that she had had a hard time escaping.

"I have an idea about that," she said hesitantly, "but ... you're not going to like it. Hell, I don't like it, and it's my idea!"

She moved a step closer to Robert before explaining, "You take me back ... as a runaway. You turn me in." She paused for his reaction before continuing,

"You tell them I came to you for help," she continued. "Call it asylum. You say you pretended to give me shelter ... but after I told you that I'd been the consort of the head of the militia, you decided you wanted to see what you could get for me. I can tell you that it will be a lot. He ... he would give a lot to have me back."

 

[HumanBean]

Robert:

"I have an idea about that," Marie told Robert about how to get into the city.

Just as she'd said, Robert didn't like the idea any more than she had. "They'll never buy it. And even if they do, who's to know what they'll actually do. I mean, they could kill you or, at the least, punish you physically. They could simply execute me as an outsider.

Marie spoke of the rewards that Robert would receive for returning her. He liked that idea. But he didn't think it was worth the risk. "No, I gotta think about this some more. There's got to be a way to get in and out without doing this."


Craig:

After Robert and Marie finished their talk outside, they and Craig got on with their day. The teen could see that there was something more going on than he'd been told about. But every time he asked one of the others, he was ignored or told it wasn't important. He didn't believe that, of course, but what was he supposed to do? He'd been raised to ask questions but then, if they weren't forthcoming, to let things lie.

They worked through the day, heading inside at dusk to fix and eat dinner before ending their day. Craig waited for his father to head into the bedroom they were sharing before he approached Marie. He asked in a quiet voice, "Can you tell me about this friend of yours? I'm just curious. Will I like her? Will she like me?"

 

[MarieDavisRPs]

(OOC: Again, imagine the images in a context proper for our story.)

The remainder of the day was difficult for Marie. Her mind kept wandering away from the work to three main topics: could they really get into and out of the city without being hurt or, worse, killed; was doing this for the benefit of finding Craig a lover -- so that Marie could have Robert to herself without alienating the teen -- really worth that risk; and when would she get another chance to feel her new lover inside of her?

They finished the day, with lunch and dinner creating breaks from the work. Robert retired to his room as Marie expected Craig to also do, only for Marie to find him approaching her to ask quietly, "Can you tell me about this friend of yours? I'm just curious."

In all honesty, Marie hadn't settled on a particular friend to take from the city and bring back here. She actually had four or five women in mind, ranging from 14 to 26 years in age. She doubted that Robert would appreciate her choosing a girl in her early teens to be his 18-year-old son's lover, so she dismissed that one, despite wanting desperately to get her away from the militia.

"Well, there's Sarah," Marie began, picking out a beautiful, shapely 19-year-old who was desperate to get away from her life. "She's blonde, like you. Very pretty, and nice.

"Will I like her?" Craig asked with a somewhat desperate tone. "Will she like me?"

"You would definitely like her," Marie said, smiling wide. Then, playfully, she said, "And she might like you, too." She chuckled softly, then continued, "Then there's Candy. She's a redhead, with a face full of freckles, way more than you have. She's a little older, like me. I think she's 25 maybe."

Robert called for his son's attention, but before he turned to leave, Marie whispered, "There's Pepper. She's young like you, just 18. She's sweet and innocent--" Marie gave Craig a wink, adding, "--like you. She'd really like you."

Robert came to the doorway of the bedroom, pulling aside the drape to see what was holding Craig up. Marie quickly tossed out, "And last but certainly not least, there's Victoria. She half black, half Asian ... not sure which one, Chinese, Korean, Japanese ... don't know. The most strikingly beautiful woman you'll ever meet."

 

[HumanBean]

Craig listened with delight to Marie's description of the girls or women she thought he might like and who might like him. He tried to imagine each of them as they were named: Sarah, Candy, Victoria. In his mind's eye, they all somehow looked like Marie, just with different hair colors.

About Victoria, Marie said, "She's half black, half Asian ... not sure which one, Chinese, Korean, Japanese ... don't know."

Craig had seen people other than his father and mother when they first got here, but he'd been too young to remember any of them. He thought he remembered a girl who was his age, but maybe it had simply been stories his father had told him. Robert had told Craig about people of other colors, of course. He'd called them ethnicities, races, and nationalities, depending upon the context.

The teen, who'd been younger then, of course, hadn't understood it well. This piqued his interest with Marie spoke of Victoria, particularly when she called the woman, "The most strikingly beautiful woman you'll ever meet."

Pepper sounded interesting, too. Marie said she was just 18, sweet, and innocent, like Craig himself. Then she added, "She'd really like you."

Craig really liked that. Ever since Marie arrived, he'd worried that maybe she wouldn't like him. And ever since she and his father started speaking about bringing another girl to the property, he'd worried about whether she would like him, too. Craig had no experience with women, obviously. He didn't know what they liked in a boy. A man?

Robert called to Craig a second time: "Let's go. Call it a night."

"'kay, dad," Craig said with an impatient, annoyed tone. He whispered to Marie, "Will you tell me more tomorrow?"

She answered, and as Craig stood up, he realized that he was fully erect. That had been happening a lot since Marie's arrival. He carefully turned in a way to hide it from her. To hide it from his father, Craig snatched up his coat from the chair and carried it in front of him.

He suddenly realized that he seriously needed some sexual release before bedtime. If he was still sleeping on his own mattress in the living room, he'd take care of things there. Unfortunately, Marie was using his bed and Craig was sleeping with his father.

"I need to use the outhouse," Craig told Robert, heading immediately for the front door. He smiled nervously to Marie as he passed, hurrying outside, saying before he left, "I'll be quiet when I come back."

It was colder than hell already, but the outhouse was comfortably warm. Years ago, the family had built a passive solar water heater atop the outhouse that, during the day, warmed a tank of water inside. It provided two things: radiant heat to keep the small space warm for a couple of hours after dark on all but the coldest of days; and warm water for washing hands, faces, pits, and entire bodies if desired.

Once seated, Craig whipped his cock out and went to work. His mind's eye jumped between the names and descriptions of the girls but repeatedly came back to the face that he knew, Marie's. It didn't take long for the pleasure to tell Craig he was about to cum. He snatched up a wad of grandfather's beard moss. They used it as a substitute for toilet paper, something that Craig hadn't used since he was a toddler, of course.

He wrapped the moss around the bulb of his cock as it pulsed. He could feel the warmth of his seed as it flooded the moss. Heart pounding, chest rising and falling, Craig took his time to enjoy the fullness of his orgasm. He hadn't masturbated since a few days before Marie arrived. That and the anticipation of someday soon enjoying a woman made this orgasm one of the best he'd enjoyed in a long time.

Eventually, he cleaned up his hands and cock, then returned to call it a night.

 

[MarieDavisRPs]

Craig whispered to Marie about the women of whom she'd spoken, "Will you tell me more tomorrow?"

Marie smiled, whispering back, "Of course. I'd be happy to."

The teen hopped up to join Robert in the bedroom but then suddenly changed course, saying, "I need to use the outhouse."

Marie had to conceal the smirk that spread her lips; she'd caught sight of his tented jeans before he'd realized that he had a hard-on. She wondered whether his trip outside was for a form of relief other than peeing or crapping.

"Good night, Robert," she said before the man pulled the door drapery closed again. She asked with hope, "We'll talk some more tomorrow...?" She got the response she'd expected, then -- while he was still watching her -- Marie began unbuttoning her blouse. She would continue undressing before him for as long as he continued watching until she was down to her underwear. Only then would she don her pajamas and -- if he was still there -- tell him, "Sweet dreams."

 

[HumanBean]

"Good night, Robert," Marie said, smiling to Robert.

"Good night, Marie," he returned. He agreed that they'd talk more the next day, telling her, "Sweet dreams."

Then, unexpectedly but certainly not uninvitingly, Marie began unbuttoning her blouse. Robert looked quickly to the door for any indication that Craig might be returning sooner than expected. With no such interruption seemingly imminent, Robert simply watched with great interest as Marie stripped down to her underwear.

She was so very incredible, even still partially dressed. He imagined her naked as she had been in the woods earlier today. He hoped that she would continue stripping until she was once again nude. Instead, though, she reached for her pajamas and began donning them.

Robert pouted his lower lip out with mock disappointment, saying, "Really?"

She only smiled and repeated his words, "Sweet dreams."

Stepping back, Robert pulled the drapery shut. Changing into his own pajamas, he wished he knew exactly how long Craig would be gone. Despite having emptied his balls inside Marie earlier in the forest, he wouldn't mind knocking one out right here, right now.

Instead, though, he slipped into his side of the bed and tried to forget about Marie and what they'd done. He failed, until finally the exhaustion of the day knocked him out. He was sound asleep when Craig finally returned to the house, the bedroom, and the bed.

 

[MarieDavisRPs]

Marie giggled when Robert pouted, whispering playfully, "Sorry."

When Craig returned as quietly as possible, she sat up, holding the bedding to her bosom to hide it. She thought she caught a bit of guilt in his face and wondered -- correctly -- whether he'd been beating off out in the outhouse. She smiled to him, saying as she laid back down, "Good night. Will you get the candles and lantern?"

Soon, the room was lit by just the flames of the fireplace and one lantern down so low that it barely stayed lit. She spent a few minutes thinking about the day and its events, and -- still smiling with delight -- finally slipped off to sleep.

.................................​

Surprisingly, Marie was the first up the next morning, heading outside to pee and quickly launching into making breakfast. It was nearly finished when the two men came out of the bedroom. She waggled a finger toward the door, saying, "Eggs, milk ... hop to it. Everything else is ready."

They sat down to eat and, again, discussed Marie's proposal of raiding her former home for women and supplies. Again, she told Robert and Craig that she didn't see any way through the wall other than Robert presenting her as a captured runaway.

They went outside to once again plant crops. Later in the day, after she was shown how to do it, Marie used the churn to make butter. It was much harder than she'd expected it to be; she happily accepted help when it was offered. Craig was the one who offered, mostly because he wanted to talk about the women of whom Marie had spoken.

When it was time for the afternoon check of the snares and weirs and collect some fresh, edible flora, Marie attempted subtlety in asking if she could help Robert. She wanted to be alone with him again.

 

[HumanBean]

(OOC: My post comes before the last paragraph in your last post. I'm sure there are going to be questions and answers there.)

Marie turned over the butter churn to Craig. Without delay, he launched back into his Q&A about the women of her former home. He asked how a woman like Victoria could be half one thing and half another, specifically black and Asian.

Robert had educated his son only slightly about the very many ethnicities, nations, and states of the world. These topics hadn't been nearly as important as topics relevant to their survival in this isolated location.

Marie gave her answers, which only led to more questions on those topics. (OOC: Feel free to write some questions that you see obvious from Craig. I trust you to run with that.)

Then, Craig asked with obvious excitement, "Tell me more about Pepper, okay? I mean, you said she was young, 18 like me, and sweet and innocent, like me. What does that mean?"

He felt his face explode in a red blush. Craig didn't fully understand the subjects of sex and love, but he was pretty sure that Marie's use of the word innocent meant that Pepper hadn't had sex with a boy yet.

 

[MarieDavisRPs]

(OOC: Okay. I will negate/strike through that paragraph.)

Marie wasn't at all surprised by Craig asking more questions about the women she'd mentioned; if she had been a girl living alone in the woods with only her mother, she would have been desperate to learn about boys, too.

"Okay, so, Victoria," she began as she watched the teen work the butter churn in her place. "When I say that she's half Black and half Asian, what I mean is that one of her parents was Black and one of them was Asian."

She could see that that explanation hadn't been enough for Craig. Because her mother had been a teacher and had educated Marie about the world, she had a pretty deep knowledge for someone her age from this era of history about Africa, the Bantu-speaking peoples, and how slavery had distributed Black people around the globe. Marie wasn't about to delve into a conversation about that last subject; she'd be here for hours explaining things to Craig that, quite possibly, Robert would prefer that his son didn't know.

"Some people called Black people African American," she instead continued, "since they were ethnically African and ... I guess nationally...? I don't know how to say it, but they lived in America, so they were African and American ... African American. But lots of other people, including some African Americans, didn't use that name because they didn't consider themselves African. Their parents and grandparents and back farther than that had lived in places like Jamaica or Haiti or wherever, so they called themselves Jamaican American or Haitian American or Whatever-American."

Marie looked to Craig, asking, "Does that make sense?" She stood to get glasses of water for them as she continued, "Anyway, Victoria's other parent was from Asia, but I don't know where honestly. So, that makes her half Black and half Asian. Doesn't really matter what you call her. She's still gorgeous."

"Tell me more about Pepper, okay?" Craig asked. "I mean, you said she was young, 18 like me, and sweet and innocent, like me. What does that mean?"

Marie couldn't help but laugh; then she couldn't help but feel awkward. She knew what Craig was thinking: Is she a virgin like me? She considered her answer a moment, then sat down again near the teen and asked, "You understand what having sex is ... right? Intercourse? Your stock animals do it. That's why you have little animals. Wild animals do it in the forest, which is why year after year, you have more animals in your traps.

"Well, Humans -- like you, me, your father, your mother -- we do it, too," Marie said, beginning to feel like she was having the birds and the bees talk with Craig that her mother had had with her so song ago. "We do it to have babies. We also do it ... because it feels good. It's ... pleasurable. Understand?"

 

[HumanBean]

Craig understood just enough of what Marie was explaining about Africa and Black people and whatever to follow along. But he was more interested in the part of the conversation what she hit on at the very end when she described Victoria as gorgeous. Again, in his mind's eye, Craig tried to picture the woman Marie described. But again, he kept coming back to images of Marie, the only woman other than his mother who he'd ever known.

When he asked about Pepper and her innocence, Marie asked, "You understand what having sex is ... right? Intercourse?"

Before he realized what he was doing, Craig shrugged his shoulders. Yeah, he knew, like Marie reminded him, that the stock animals and animals in the forest had sex. Everyone knows that, he thought to himself without actually speaking the words aloud.

He knew that his mother and father had made love, too. His father had never referred to it as having sex or intercourse, though. And in more recent years, if Craig asked Robert about it, he was more often than not told to return to whatever he was doing or that it wasn't important at that moment.

"We do it to have babies," Marie continued on the topic. "We also do it ... because it feels good. It's ... pleasurable. Understand?"

"Is it different when it's two people?" Craig asked naively, adding, "I mean, different that when you are alone?"

He asked the question without any concern about his naivety, not realizing that this really wasn't something you asked someone like Marie, with whom he instinctively wanted to have sex without truly understanding what it was all about.