When the sun Sets. (Closed)

He had adjusted to becoming a light sleeper due to his time in the military, so he could wake easily. However he learned to utilize what sleep he got. So her shifting to readjust her position against him woke him up briefly.

Though he couldn't see her in the dark, he could feel her against him. The silence of the room allowed him to hear her breathe, along with the heavy downpour of the rain outside. He laid there for a few moments just listening to the sounds.

After a little bit, he kissed the top of her head and went back to sleep. Sometime during the night his hand had moved from her back to the leg that was draped over him.
 
Unlike her uncle, Victoria was a heavy sleeper. She could sleep through the storm or any shifting he might have made. None of it would disturb her.

She was sleeping peacefully against Uncle Jacob. The scent of the soap and his skin was soothing to her which helped to keep her in dream land. Feeling the warmth of his hand on her thigh though made her greedy in wanting to feel more warmth. As she slept, her hand found his arm and tried to guide it back up to her back. She was successful... however his hand didn't go over her shirt, but under. She kept pushing his hand until it rested on the middle of her back. The shirt was now pulled up so high that her breasts kept it from going any higher.
 
Moving his hand wasn't quite enough to wake him up. However, some time after that, he ended up on his back. His arm pulled off of her, laying by his side. The motion pushed a little closer to the edge of the bed, one arm hanging off.

He continued to sleep until the alarm went off at six am, set on an automatic timer. Soft classical music played on the radio as Jacob took stock of the position they had ended up in. His niece was pressed up against his side, one leg draped across his waist. He had also woke up with the typical morning wood, his tip pressing up against the underside of Victoria's draped leg.

He took a deep breathe, deciding not to move as he listened to the news. Another attempted Quaratine for Las Vegas had failed, most of the city overrun by what the CDC had called zombies. By the time the military had arrived, several had wandered off into the desert area in different directions. Several flights had to be quarentined and destroyed, while a few had crashed from mid-air zombie attacks.

"Sounds like the beginning of the end."
 
As the radio continued to play, the sound was slowly pulling Victoria out of her sleep. She stretched and moaned as the few kinks in her back popped and her breasts pushed into the side of her uncle. Finally she opened her eyes.


She held her breath for a moment as the memories from yesterday came rushing back. It all really happened. The phone call. The bridge... and now they were here. They continued to lay there as they listened to the the radio. Bad news after bad news. Whatever was happening, it was on the brink of happening globally, if not already.

That's when Victoria decided that she didn't want to wait and always wonder 'what if'. She sat up and then swung a leg over until she was sitting on top of her uncle. Her hands cupped the sides of his face so he couldn't turn from her and she leaned down and kissed him, gently. What was the worse that could happen? He yell and leave her there? She didn't care. Right now she just needed to feel something.
 
He chuckled lightly for a moment as he watched her stretch as she slowly woke up.

"Good morning sleepy head."

Since she wasn't getting up, he didn't feel any reason to do so either. However he didn't except her to sit up and then straddle him. He looked up at her without a word as she cupped his face. It was like slow motion as she brought her face to his, kissing softly.

It was wrong, but there was no longer anyone to say otherwise. Well, society if they knew. In that moment, he pushed aside all doubts and returned the kiss. His hands slipped over her hips, his fingers kneading her bare skin as he deepened the kiss, his tongue dancing with hers.
 
Victoria moaned softly as he grasped at her body and felt his tongue pushing it's way into her mouth. Her head was swimming. She was convinced that at any moment now he was going to come to his senses and them from going further.

As they kissed, she allowed her body to fully rest against his. She could feel his hard member resting against her. She started to rock herself so that she rubbing again him, her breasts on his chest and then her pelvis and abdomen against his cock. It didn't take long for her to get wet. She started leaving a trail of her wetness on his boxer.
 
He moaned into the kiss as she laid atop him more fully. His tongue continued to explore his niece's mouth before he started suckling on her tongue.

He moved over hand up over her bare ass, squeezing and kneading with his fingers. Though he couldn't feel how wet she was yet, he was enjoying how she rubbed against him. He didn't stop suckling on her tongue as he decided to be bold. With his other hand, he reached down and pushed his boxers down, freeing his erect, thick cock.

He decided if she wanted him, he would her. After all, they only had each other now.
 
Victoria inhaled as she she felt the warmth of his member, freed from the confinements of his boxers. She didn't miss a beat. She sat up but pulled him up with her as she continued to kiss him.

Her hips pushed forward and pressed her hot pussy against the length of his cock. She moaned as she rubbed herself against him, smearing her wetness along his length. For a brief moment she broke the kiss between them and she pulled her shirt up and off of her body. Now there was no cloth between them as their bodies became entangled with one another and the storm continued.

Victoria stared into her uncles eyes as she pushed herself up and reached down between them to grasp his member and guide him to her opening... then she slowly let herself push down onto his cock. The head pushed in, opening her. She gasped softly at the feeling of being spread open and then she captured his lips again in another heated kiss.
 
He groaned softly as he felt her hot pussy rub against his shaft. It had been a while since he was last with a woman, and even his niece felt wonderful. He licked his lips for a moment as he watched her take off the t-shirt, showing her breasts to him. It was wonderful to see his niece in her full glory, enjoying the closeness of her.

He let her guide them, not wishing to break this moment. He moaned as he felt her warm folds engulf his thick head, returning the kiss. Even feeling her around his tip he could tell she was very tight. He wondered for a moment if he was her first.

He placed his hands on her hips before just pushing her down onto his thick shaft, as deep as she could take him in. He shivered as he felt her squeeze him tightly within her.
 
Victoria's lips pulled back as she let out a primal cry as her uncle pierced her virgin slit. Her walls clung tightly around him. She groaned softly as she purred out "Uncle Jacob,"

She held him close to her as her breath hit his neck and she waited for the dull aching to subside. Her slit was throbbing around him like it was trying to pull him in even further. Again she pulled back and she started to lightly touch his face. Her finger tips brushed over his brow and then she kissed his forehead.

She lifted herself up and then allowed her body to fall down, impaling herself on his member. She repeated this, slowly. The bed let out a soft squeak beneath them as their bodies moved. With every thrust she groaned as she pushed down further and harder.
 
He smiled hearing her cry out as he took her virginity. His toes curled a bit as her warm tunnel wrapped around him like a glove, throbbing hotly.

He closed his eyes for a moment as she explored his face with her fingers before opening them once more. He groaned as she began to bob up and down on his shaft, enjoying the pleasure she was giving him. It seemed to make it almost sweeter in pleasure that she was his niece and not some other woman.

His hands moved over her breasts as they bounced, his fingers pinching her nipples. He soon grabbing her right breast, his teeth latching onto her taut nipple before gnawing on the sweet flesh.
 
She moaned and her walls tightened as he nipped and suckled on her breast. As she felt his teeth her body shuddered. It was so early and she had no idea how well sound carried in the old house. She held him to her as she tried to keep the moan from leaving her throat.

Her hips started bucking up and thrusting down faster. The soft sound of their flesh slapped against once another mixed with the rocking of the bed. The squeaking and the rocked were becoming so loud because of the power of their thrusting she found no reason to hold back any longer. She let herself go, tilting her head back as she cried out loudly and her pussy pulsed and swallowed his length before she pushed down one last time and held him tightly as she came.
 
He moaned louder as he continued to gnaw and suckle on her nipple, even as she went faster and harder on his cock. When she finally came, he shuddered as he felt her grasping tightly on his shaft, feeling her juices spill from her.

However, he could still go for longer. Though he was close, he wanted more now. He smiled and nipped at her lips playfully for a moment before gently rolling her over on her back. He reached down and pulled her left leg over his left shoulder, holding it in place. He groaned as he began into thrust into her once more, driving as deep as he could with each thrust.

The air was once more filled with the sounds of the bed squeaking, the slapping of their flesh and moans. He panted at he looked down at her, speeding up a bit faster and harder into her tight passage.
 
When she felt the bed on her back, she had thought they both finished, but he surprised her when she felt him pull back and then thrust forward once more. She was still very much sensitive. She bit her bottom lip and moaned as she felt he thrust in, deeper. With every thrust it felt like he was pushing the air from her lungs out.

Victoria let out a a louder moan as Uncle Jacob pushed harder and faster. For a moment she lost control of her hands and her nails dug into his skin as he fucked her. Her body was trembling as she was in a constant state of teetering on the edge. She wanted to cum again, and she wanted her uncle to cum with her.

"Harder," She commanded as she laid before him. "Take me, claim my pussy, it's yours," And then she felt herself once again convulsing as pleasure exploded from her and ripped throughout her body. This time she didn't hold back anything and she was sure that eventually Gran would be rushing up the stairs and bursting in. She didn't care, she had everything she needed here.
 
He grinned hearing her want him to go harder, that she was his. It was something he didn't think he would ever hear from his niece, or that they would ever be in this position. That was what came from the possibility of the end of the world so to speak.

He moaned louder as he felt her convulse, cumming again for him. He responded by driving as hard and fast as he could into her for a few moments, teetering on the edge himself. He slipped past the edge as his shaft expanded for a moment before he slammed into her one last time.

He cried out as his hot cum exploded into her, filling her virgin body for the first time.

"Victoria!'

He panted softly as he thrust into her a few more times to empty himself completely before he stopped within her. He lowered her leg from his shoulder before leaning down over her, kissing her softly.
 
She moaned as she felt him cum. Filling her with his seed. Had the world not ended she might have been more scared about getting pregnant. With the way things were it seemed like they might be dead before she even started showing. She didn't want to think like that especially after finally sharing such an intimate moment and giving herself to her uncle.

Her lips returned his kiss. She pulled him down to lay with her as their bodies relaxed in the after glow of their twisted love making. Victoria closed her eyes and held her uncle to her as the sound of the rain lulled her back to sleep.
 
He relaxed with her in his arms, just holding her. He soon slipped out of her, but he didn't care. Deciding she needed the rest, he just let her sleep for a little while.

It was a little before seven that he gently nudged her awake. It was nearly time for breakfast and it was probably a good time to eat. He had plans to get them on the road headed further north, despite the storm.

"Wake up Victoria. It's almost time for breakfast."

He kissed her forehead gently before sitting up on the bed. It was still dark outside, and the storm had died down to a gentle rain outside.
 
Victoria opened her eyes and smiled up at her uncle. The bitter sweet ache from her body reminded her of what they had done not too long ago. As much she wanted to stay in bed with him, the promise of food was calling. She sat up and kissed his cheek and then his lips before her nude form slipped out of bed. She found her clothes from yesterday, dried or at least mostly dried.

Teasingly she dressed in front of him, taking her time as she stepped into her panties and pulled them on, then her shorts, bra and then shirt. Once they were both ready they made their way down stairs.

Gran was in the kitchen working on breakfast with another young girl. Gran didn't waste any time putting Victoria to work. Setting the table, getting the biscuits in the baskets, making pancakes. In no time the rest of the guests had made their way down and soon everyone was filling up their plates with food. Victoria thought about how this might be one of the last home cooked meals she would eat.
 
Jacob smiled as he watched Victoria tease him as she gotten dressed. He did have a twinge of doubt that he shouldn't have done that with her, but it was too late now. All he could do was head forward. He just pur on the spare set of clothes from the go bag before stuffing the rest of the clothes into the backpack.

Once downstairs, he did his part in helping set the table in the small dining room. With the packed B&b, it ended up with breakfast having to be done in two groups to get everyone fed who came down. The atmosphere was a little gloomy considering the circumstances, so breakfast was mostly in silence.

It was after breakfast while they were cleaning up Gran asked Jacob how long they would be staying. He thought for a moment, glancing outside at the now pouring rain once more.

"Well, once it calms down again, we'll be out of your hair ma'am. I have a place further north that was left by my dead father a couple of years ago. We should be good till this hopeful blows over."

Gran laughs for a moment.

"The storm or this government blowup? Are you sure you can even make it up north?"

He nodded for a moment.

"I know how to avoid the highway, besides I doubt anyone else will be heading north either."
 
Gran shrugged. She knew that when a man was set on something and had a plan it was hard to make them sway. "Well, if you change your mind you have a place here." She took the plates from him, placed them in the sink and then handed him a towel. "For now, you are drying" She gave him a smirk as she started washing the dishes.

"So where were you two love birds before?" she asked as she gave him a clean plate to dry. "When shit hit the fan." she clarified. She sighed as she her hands dipped back into the soapy water.

"They are saying all sorts of things now... You should hear what they were saying on the radio this morning. Something about cannibalism... just awful." Gran shook her head. "Had to turn the damn thing off, it was so upsetting." The old woman continued to ramble on.

Victoria was on the other side of the kitchen with a few others, peeling vegetables for Gran to cook with later. Everyone seemed to be caught up in their own conversation, but Victoria was lost in thought. She kept thinking about this morning with her Uncle, it was the only thing she would allow herself to think about. Thinking about anything else was too painful.

Some of the younger kids had started goofing off and playing tag, running around the table that everyone was working around. The house was full of all sorts of sounds, everyone doing something. They have no idea of the hoard that was making it's way to the estate.
 
He almost chuckled for a moment when she called them love birds. He wondered if anyone else had heard them this morning, which wouldn't have surprised him given how small the room was. Saying that they were related probably wouldn't have gotten them kicked out or something. He just took the towel as he began to dry the dishes as she washed them up.

"We were actually out camping the last couple of days, so we didn't hear anything about this. We only came back yesterday because the Appalachian trail was being closed due to the incoming hurricane."

He sighed for a moment as he glanced towards Victoria for a moment.

"We were heading back to Long Island yesterday afternoon, only to be stopped when we got there. Victoria's parents lived there, and she got to see the military blow up the only ways in or out."

Gran tsked softly for a moment after he spoke.

"It's a shame to lose those we love. Looks like the rain is letting up again."

They looked out the windows over the sink, the rain easing up to a slight drizzle. With the lifting of the morning rain, a slight fog was rolling in.
 
With hearing that the rain was letting up, the two boys decided that they wanted to go outside and play. That was fine with Victoria as she could focus more on the task at hand. Her mind kept drifting to watch happened this morning... She had made love with her uncle, giving herself to him, and she let him cum inside of her. She was sure she was still leaking his seed that was staining her panties. Was it a fluke? She wondered if he planned on forgetting what happened in hopes for their relationship to remain 'normal'. She didn't think she could do that.

Another thing she couldn't help wondering... When he came in her... she wasn't on the pill, they had no protection at all. Maybe that is what made the whole thing even hotter, but what if she became pregnant? What if there was something wrong with the baby? The thought of being pregnant didn't scare her, if anything she started to fantasize about what it would be like to see her growing belly.

"GRAN!" One of the boys had ran back into the kitchen, out of breath and looking scared. "There are some people coming towards the house... They look weird."

Gran had abandon the dishes and went to investigate. If they needed help she would help them but for the time being they didn't have the room to house anyone else. Victoria looked towards Jacob before following where Gran had left, then she went back to her chore. Everyone was quiet, working on whatever it was they were given to do. That all came to a halt when they heard gun fire.
 
He was a little lost in thought on what they were going to do for the next few days. He really had no idea was happening with the whole crisis situation, so he couldn't make any true plans. He knew that with whatever happened, he had Victoria to take care of now.

Jacob knew that after their little intimate time this morning, things were going to change between them. However before he could think on things further, the boys came running in about weird looking people coming towards the house. He went with the others when they stopped working.

He didn't really think anything was wrong, believing the weird people were probably just a few homeless looking for shelter. That was until he heard the gunshot. He frowned and gave Victoria a kiss on her forehead.

"Wait here."

He rushed outside to find Gran on the porch, aiming at one of the closest ones. The woman was soaking wet, her tattered clothes sticking to her. A few strands of what appeared to be seaweed clung to her pants. However what Jacob noticed was that the woman had taken a load of buckshot to her chest and left arm, but was still standing.

"The gal should be doubled over in pain."

Gran frowned for a moment as the woman screamed and started to run at her. The shotgun barked again, this time blowing away half the woman's face. The woman stumbled and then fell over, blood pooling out. Jacob blinked for a moment before rushing towards the truck.

A few more of the "weird" people were heading towards the house, at least nine or ten more from different directions. Jacob grabbed his rifle and the machete before getting back to the porch and handing Gran the machete.

"I don't think these people are very friendly."
 
Victoria wasn't one to stay away and hide until the danger was gone. Also her uncle and lover was now out in what could possibly be a war zone. She and a few others followed suit to the living room and crowded around the window as shot after shot was fired. They stood shocked as what looked like the impossible was happening.

Victoria was quick to move. Her uncle said to stay inside and she made no plans to go against what he said but she wasn't going to sit around and do nothing. There wasn't any other guns in the house that Victoria saw but she did notice that there was a bow on display. She grabbed it and it was easy to find the bows. Then she started to climb the stairs to a higher level.

Finding a window that gave her the perfect view she started to take in the scene. So far Gran and her Uncle were keeping them at bay but the two of them were only going to get so far, at least with people that seemed to keep going after a shot to the chest. Victoria took aim, she was confident that she was a pretty good shot... After all, she did learn how to shoot from her uncle. She released the bow string and watched as it went through the head of one of the 'weird' people.

For a moment she froze as she watched the body fall. She just shot someone... A person. She didn't know if these people were sick and looking for help, but she could only assume they meant harm as they shrieked and charged for the house. She took aim again and fired off another arrow.
 
Jacob wasn't quite sure what was going on with these 'people'. When the first woman went down, it just seemed to enrage the others that were coming out of the woods around the house. When he shot the next one in the chest, it didn't faze it in the slightest. He also noticed blood spraying out in a nice bright spray as it continued towards the porch where an artery had been hit. His next shot blew the man's head off.

He couldn't tell what was wrong with these people. He and Gran tried to yell at them to stop, but to no avail. Gran got two that had come around from the side of the house, lopping their heads off. It wasn't bad for an old lady, in his opinion. The thought of rabies came to mind, but he couldn't see any foam.

To him, killing a human was second nature, but it wasn't that he liked doing such a thing. It was just how he was trained. The short little battle was over in under five minutes, the front lawn, driveway, and porch littered with ten dead bodies. Blood was splattered over the porch and some of the parked cars, including his. He noticed that some of the corpses had sported arrows, so he figured someone had helped them.

He took a deep breathe for a moment before unloading his rifle. He took a few moments to make sure nothing else was coming towards the house before following Gran inside.

"That was different. Any ideas Gran?"

Gran waved her hand for a moment before laying the bloodied machete on the front counter.

"Probably just a bunch of insane druggies."
 
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