Yorkshire Bunkers: Part 4
Newcomers have arrived and settle into our bunker.
Based on a post by Atomica24. In 4 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connected.
"Adam, this is Sophie," Alice said. "Joe is waiting down the drive, Sophie wants to talk with you."
"Okay," I said, "let's talk."
"There are more of us than you why should we adopt your rules?" Sophie said.
"Because this is our sanctuary, our rules. You would be welcome to join us if you adopt our rules, they have worked exceedingly well for us and have enabled us to be safe, secure, healthy and manage the resources that we have available."
"What rules do you have?"
"One, If you come to live here, you can't leave because we do not want anyone to know about us, that is the prime security rule."
"And if we do want to leave, what can you do about it?"
I tapped the crossbow. "Whatever is required to protect the safety and security of the larger group."
She got the message. "Has anyone tried to leave?"
"No, once people arrive they understand and frankly no one has wanted to leave."
"Okay, what is the next rule?"
"No means No. We don't have relationships here in the old sense, we are a group of women and men, we have children, we sleep with whoever we want to sleep with, but if someone says no, then it absolutely means no."
"Sounds fair, any restrictions, who you don't sleep with?"
"No, we had to abandon the old taboo rules, there are too few of us to be concerned if people were related, and with No Meaning No, that has worked very well and has caused no frictions."
"You mean mother could sleep with son, brother with sister?"
"Yes. Broadly, that sort of thing is not relevant here. If you come here, then you would be living under the same guidelines, hence the No Means No."
"Okay, we kind of evolved into the same rule. What else?"
"We don't wear clothes, perhaps underpants, or knickers, but where we live is a constant twenty degrees. We decided to forego clothes to save on water by not doing laundry, pretty much except for bedding."
"Crikey. Didn't that cause issues?"
"No. I was open about it right up front to new arrivals and gave them the choice of a toga at first. Within a few days they all adopted our no clothes policy, they saw the sense of it, and I also made a joke, a play if you will, of ogling the women. It meant nothing, but it eased any potential tension."
"Shit. Okay anything else?"
"Not really perhaps just that everyone mucks in and helps. None of us have particular jobs or chores, we just help out. We can't really afford free loaders."
"And how would it work, if we came to join you?"
"How do you mean?"
"Well, all of us at once, or a group at a time, how?"
"You could all walk here, but that would take the best part of a day I would guess. The land rover seats twelve which includes the driver, so it is at least two journeys. You wouldn't be bringing any personal belongings I am afraid, we have been pretty much in quarantine, and we can't risk pathogens. We would require you to shower and discard your old clothes which we would burn, before you entered our sanctuary."
Sophie stood and I could see that she was thinking. "What if everyone doesn't want to come here?"
"We are not making anyone one come here. If they do, they can't leave. If they don't come, they can't know where we are, there will be no further contact between the groups."
"I need to discuss this with my group."
"Yes. I suggest that Joe takes you back and we leave you for twenty four hours and then comes back the following morning for your decision. That should give you plenty of time for your community to discuss and decide what you want to do."
"Okay, one final question, I assume that where you live is not in this house? Somewhere near perhaps?"
"I am not going to discuss that. As you can see, this house is pretty much abandoned looking. Consider it a neutral venue for this first meeting. If you join us, all will become clear. By the way, we have no hierarchy, no leadership structure, any decision that needs to be made is a majority decision. If you join us, after a reasonable period of time, say one or two months, then you would be part of that decision process. Once you're in, you're in."
"So, we would sort of be on probation for a couple of months?"
"Goodness no, but if you think about it, you need a while to see how it all works before you can make a valid opinion when it comes to potential change. At every meeting there will be an opportunity to have a say, no one's opinions will be ignored."
"Okay. Right, I think I had better get back then."
Joe walked Sophie down the path and Joe took her back to her community. It would be interesting to see what they had to say and then decide.
Joe and Mary were together at the moment, as were Natalie and Martin, they would eventually add to our brood, boys and girls. Alice and Amanda both slept with me, and yes we had a threesome on occasion. The occasion actually being every time we went to bed.
The sounds of sex came to our ears, we weren't entirely sure who it was, and if the evening followed the usual trend, it would end up being both of them anyway. I came out of the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bed, Alice going in the other direction, Amanda was already laying on the bed waiting for us, she had used the bathroom first.
Alice returned and half slid the door too, we tended not to close the doors completely in case we had to go to the children, we had changed our arrangements so that we had our bedroom and we had the children's nurseries either side of us. We tended to go to bed when they did, and then get up when they did, it just sort of worked.
Mary was pregnant by Joe and Natalie was pregnant by Martin, and so at last we had some additions to our gene pool. They looked to be roughly the same period gone, and so it would be pretty much all hands on deck again when they finally produced, by then of course, we may have some new residents in our bunker.
Alice bent over me and blew on my cock, her breath tickling my balls as she blew. Amanda got up and crouched over my face and then lowered her cunt and started rubbing against my nose. Warmth and moisture suddenly on my cock, Alice had sucked my cock into her mouth, I gasped as my pleasures started flowing and I tried to move my nose along Amanda's valley, pressing at her entrance and then along her valley floor to her clitoris.
My cock went cold, Alice had moved away, I felt the bed move and then my cock got hot again as Alice lowered herself on me, my cock slipping into her cunt, lowering herself until I was fully inside her. She leant forwards and my cock slid within her, my foreskin once more covering my glans. I could hear the sounds of kissing, obviously Alice and Amanda were partaking of a little tonsil hockey as Alice shagged my cock and Amanda shagged my nose.
They didn't seem to mind who went which end, they were both pregnant, and their view was that as long as they got pleasure, where my spunk ended up didn't matter. Alice was rocking back and forth, my cock being forced up and down inside her, my pleasures flowing as her mons pressed against my pubis, her clitoris getting squashed on the forward stroke and released on the back. Her gasps were on the forward stroke which coincided with my cock reaching her depth.
Amanda was sliding faster and faster, my nose hitting her cunt and her clitoris in quick succession, I could taste her juices as they dripped off her into my mouth and onto my tongue. Her inner labia slid across my nose, curling around it in a peculiar and utterly erotic way. My tongue managed to dip inside her cunt or press at her urethra as she slid, I could feel her gasps as she moved.
I concentrated on my own groin and I was sure I could feel Alice's cunt crease open and her inner labia slide across my mons, but my sensitivity wasn't as great as in my mouth and I could not be sure. I could hear kisses and gasps and moans, and I was almost sure I could identify Alice's moans, but I wouldn't stake my life on it. I knew I was close to cumming; my balls were tightening.
"I'm cumming," I managed to gasp into Amanda's cunt, and then my balls erupted, shooting streams of spunk into Alice's cunt, her cunt clamping and squeezing and at the same time Amanda gasped loudly and my face was wet and my mouth filled as she squirted her orgasm. Alice eased off me and my cock fell out and lay across my thigh as she lay to my side. Amanda rose and lay on my other side and eventually sleep overcame us, and before we knew the twins were chattering away and it was morning time.
The day was spent quietly, we got the land rover ready, we didn't want to take both land rovers in case of ambush, we didn't want to lose both vehicles. We know that we had said no luggage and so we took out the ratchet straps normally used to secure things to the bars on the roof, we took everything not needed from out of the back where nine people would sit, and the front would hold three, one would be our driver.
The day of arrival, or not, Martin left at dawn and drove away, it would be a few hours before we knew the outcome. We decided to make a big venison stew, having got a couple of joints out yesterday. If no one turned up, that was okay, we could freeze what we didn't eat. Just after midday the land rover had returned, and people were walking up the old drive to the house. There was ten people that we counted, three of them were children, young children, around the same age as ours.
Sophie met me first. "This is everyone," she said.
"Oh, okay then. Just give me a moment." I went back into the house and spoke to Mary, "can someone go and open the back door for Martin."
I went back to Sophie, "okay well all of you are very welcome. We have a stew on for tea, hopefully it will be to your liking. We are excited to meet our new residents."
"About half of the community decided that it was better the hell that they knew, rather than the unknown. Some were uncomfortable with nudity. One of us here today actually knows about your property, but thought it had been destroyed. We are guessing you are living in an old nuclear bunker."
That was worrying, for us, that people knew about it, that meant if people got desperate, that they may come looking. We would need to be vigilant.
"Don't worry," Sophie said, "she never spoke about it, and only mentioned it as we walked along the drive. No one back at the church knows, and your driver, Martin was very clever, he arrived and left from the wrong direction, doing effectively a circle to get here."
"Okay, thank you Sophie, and thank you to our secret keeper."
"Rosemary, you'll meet her soon."
It took well over an hour to get everyone in the house. Before I opened up, I welcomed them and said how excited our little community was to have new people with us, and then I reminded them of the steps we needed to take. Strip off all clothing, it would be burnt, and that they had to shower before they could enter. They could wear knickers or togas, but that we basically usually went naked, but today, on their arrival day, we would wear underwear.
"We can do introductions later people," I said, "and I am happy to go in the shower first, the rule applies to us too, if we go outside, we shower before we go back inside. We have been a closed community for three years and we don't have immunities built up. I expect over the next few weeks there will be a lot of coughs and runny noses as our two communities get acclimatized to each other."
I turned to go to the library and undo the bookcase, "oh and by the way, we have venison stew for tea, come on, let's get showered." I opened the bookcase and swung it back, there were a few gasps, and even a chuckle when the strong room door was revealed. I swung it open and told everyone to go down and meet Alice at the bottom. After the last newcomer was through, I secured the bookcase and closed and locked the strong room door. I had added a lock that only Alice, Amanda and I knew the combination of, we would tell Martin and Joe later.
Downstairs the newcomers were stripping their clothes off and throwing them in a pile in the corner of the mudroom. I stripped my clothes off and put them in a different pile, a laundry pile, we washed our clothes, the newcomer's clothes would be disposed of outside, probably just in a pile by the woods, we didn't want to attract attention with a plume of smoke.
We all showered, and then almost everyone simply put on underwear. "When in Rome" one of them said with a nervous sounding chuckle. "Oh and one other thing to mention," I said, "sound carries down here, there is no such thing as privacy. You'll soon hear what I mean."
"Okay, hello everyone, as I said earlier, my name is Amanda, and I am sure that we will all be forgetting each other's names for a few days, don't worry about it, we won't. The old man that welcomed you is Adam," I would have words with her about that, Old Man indeed, "come in through here, this is another secure door that cannot be unlocked from out here once we lock it from the other side. Now that you are here, you are safe, your children are safe, and we can't wait to hear your stories."
Amanda led the way through the bunker to what would now be our new communal dining room. We had, until now, just used a small room near the kitchen in the old original government bunker, but just a little further along was a larger community room, we had set that up as the new dining room, now that we had doubled in size.
I left Amanda and Alice helping the newcomers select rooms, and I went and sat in an easy chair in the community room, acting as both a lounge and a dining room. I hadn't been sat there long when one of the newcomers came in.
"Hello, I am Florence," she said, "you are Adam."
"Yes, I am, and welcome Florence. I hope that the room you have is okay."
"Oh God yes, I was sleeping in a crypt before, believe me, it is more than okay."
She sat down on one of the chairs next to me. "What is your story?" she asked.
I explained how my niece Alice had come to stay with me the night before the incident, and that when it happened we had rushed down here for safety, Alice had known what the incident probably was. How subsequently her sister had found us and then a little later Natalie and Joe and then Martin and Mary had joined us, and that they were both brothers and sisters.
"I see," she said, "so, as you have some babies, children really, you guys sort of got it together."
"Yes. I hope that Sophie explained it to you before you decided to join. This isn't some odd cult, we are just family people at what we think is the end of the world."
"Oh I am not judging. I expect you will be glad for some new DNA. Some of us are related as well, so, a variety of DNA will help us too."
"Quite and help secure the future of this community, this new larger community. Will you miss those that chose not to come with you?"
"No, I'll be frank, the ones we left behind were always troublesome, they won't be missed, nor will their argumentative genes." I smiled, and looked at her properly. Brown hair, nice boobs, a decent mound hiding in her knickers, I am a man and make no apology for appreciating a woman's body.
"I see that you have checked me out," she said smiling, "do you approve?"
"Goodness yes, I do."
"So, how does this work, do I invite you to stay with me tonight? I mean I am unattached, and if I am being frank, I haven't been with anyone in a very long time. It's probably healed over," she said with half a laugh in her voice.
"There are no rules Florence, except those of politeness and decency. I would be delighted to accept your offer of company tonight, I just have to explain to my usual partners that I won't be with them. They will be fine about it I assure you."
"Good God, usual partners, plural, how very cosmopolitan."
"Well, they are sisters and it just kind of happened."
"Can I compete with two women?"
"It's not a competition Florence, and from what I have seen, you will be an absolute delight and I cannot wait to explore your pleasures."
Eventually every one returned, and people were milling around talking, newcomers and old timers mixing freely. I found Alice and pulled her to one side.
"I won't be sleeping in our room tonight," I said, "I must find Amanda and tell her too."
"Oh, okay, who?"
I looked around and found Florence, she was talking to Martin. "The lady talking to Martin, her name is Florence and she invited me to stay with her tonight."
"Good for you," Alice said, gave me a kiss and tweaked my cock through my underpants. It lurched of course, goodness I was going to have to meet and chat people with a semi in my underpants.
After we had eaten, there was of course a lot left over, we decided not to freeze it, but have it for tea the next day, some people wanted to sit and chat, and some retired to their rooms, Martin and Natalie were the first old timers to head off, I went and found Florence. "Would you care to show me your room?" I asked her.
"I thought you would never ask, I was beginning to think that you had gone off the idea."
I put my arm around her and kissed her softly on her lips, "never," I whispered, "now lead on, or, if you can't wait, there is an empty sofa over there."
She grabbed my hand and led me back into the corridor. "God, I hope I get the right room. It said 24C on the sliding door."
"Okay, level two which we are on, corridor four, room C. You'll get used to it, it has taken us a couple of years and we still don't know everything. We think we have looked in every room, but it wouldn't surprise us if we hadn't."
I led the way to her room and once inside I slid the door shut. Florence pulled the quilt back of her bed and then pulled her knickers off and turned looking at me. I looked back as I pulled my underpants down, my cock appreciably hard and ready for business. Her cunt was shaved, which I found surprising, she would have to tell me how she had managed to do that in the crypt of a church.
Her smaller labia tumbled out of her crease and her outer labia were plump and full. Her Mons was round and proud, and as to be expected with someone living hand to mouth, there was not an ounce of fat on her. Florence got on the bed and lay down. I went to the bed and knelt on the edge, moving between her ankles.
I leant forward and inhaled her aroma, heady and musky yet very feminine. I eased my nose along her crease, blowing as I went, her inner labia folding around my nose, Florence sighing with pleasure. I found her clitoris in its usual hiding place and teased it out with my teeth, Florence jerked. I ran a finger around her entrance and gently eased it in, expecting tightness as she hadn't been active in a long time.
Her cunt was wet, soaking almost and my finger slipped easily inside her. I eased it back in and then returned inside her with two fingers, widening them and making beckoning gestures inside her, Florence gasped and her back lifted off the bed a little. "Oh God," she gasped.
I moved from her clitoris and ran my tongue between her labia, loving how they folded around my tongue, my fingers now sawing in and out of her, finger shagging her. Her breath was only gulps of air, mostly it was simply held, her mouth open, her head tipped back. Back at her clitoris I slowly sucked it in, the suction getting greater and greater as my fingers moved faster and faster.
Her back lifted, her cunt clamped, she shrieked, she gasped, and her pleasures released as her orgasm erupted, exploding through her body like a tsunami of pleasures. She slumped back to the bed, her cunt relaxed, and my fingers eased out of her. I moved up and rolled to lay next to her, watching as her chest heaved as she regained her breath.
"I don't scream, ever," she said.
"Oh," I replied.
She rolled over onto her side, her fingers playing in my chest hair. "My God," she said, "wait until the other women meet you, Jesus."
At that point someone elsewhere orgasmed and the sounds of others having sex could clearly be heard.
"My God," she said again, "what have we gotten ourselves into?"
Florence lay in my arms, basking in the glow of her first orgasm in what she called 'a very long time.' The sounds of sex diminished and eventually all that could be heard were the sounds of people sleeping. As I had said to the newcomers, there was no privacy down here, sound travels, Florence had learned that this evening.
Her hand found its way to my cock and she squeezed before rolling my foreskin down and then gently wanking me, my cock appreciative of the attention. Wanking makes its own distinctive noise, the slap of the hand on the lower belly, and if close up, the sound of the foreskin as it slides over the rim, a sort of slush sound.
And then of course, the added sighs and gasps from the owner of the cock, and I was certainly adding plenty of those sounds to the mix. "Please be gentle with me, as I say, it's been a very long time," Florence whispered as she let go of my now very hard cock.
I rolled her onto her back and settled between her legs, my cock poking between her thighs, moistened by the wetness of her arousal. Florence reached down and lined my cock up and I flexed my hips, my cock passing through her entrance and slowly going through her opening and filling her cunt with my man meat.
She was holding her breath, her eyes wide open and staring yet fixed on nothing as I sank deeper and deeper inside her body until my balls rested on her thighs and my pubis on her mons. I bent my neck a little and kissed her lips, my tongue running across her purse, adding moisture. Her hands went around my back and her legs around my buttocks.
I eased back a little, my foreskin hiding my glans again, her arousal making my movement easy, and I held at her opening, ready, wanting, and I pushed in, back into her depths, slowly filling her again. "God, yes," she whispered into my mouth, "yes."
I eased back and then pushed in, my foreskin sliding along my shaft, my rim squeegeeing her cunt walls, her ripples and bumps apparent at my slow tempo, my cock feeling the pressure as I pushed hard against her depth, my balls resting on her fourchette when I was at depth. Back out, my heart holding, my pleasures beginning their journeys around my body, and I pulled back, hovering at her entrance.
She looked at me and began to open her mouth as if to say something, I plunged in, no words just a gasp. Her fingernails began to dig into my shoulder blades, I pulled back and plunged back in, her mouth simply gasping, my pubis slapping on her mons, our symphony of sex wouldn't disturb the old timers, but the newcomers may listen.
I began to go at a regular tempo, pressing hard at her depth, hovering at her entrance, her cunt slick with desire as I pumped in and out of her. She started gulping in air, her fingernails pressing ever deeper, her head tilted back and my root twinged a little pain deep inside my groin.
"Aargh," I gasped as my balls erupted, spurt after spurt of spun deep into her cunt flooding her womb, my gasps now joining hers and then drowned by her scream as her second orgasm released, flooding her body with pleasures.
"Shit," she gasped as I rolled off, my cock falling out of her cunt with a gurgle, leaving a trail across her thigh as I rolled on to my back next to her. She pulled the quilt over us.
"I had forgotten about the sogginess of sex," she said quietly.
"You are a fabulous woman," I said, "no doubt that you will get plenty of opportunity to be reminded."
As we sat in the community area eating reconstituted scramble eggs and toasted homemade bread, Martin had an idea.
"How about I do another reccy, see if I can round up some chickens? We could use the eggs, and any that prove not to be layers, we can eat, another source of protein."
"Good idea, why not take one of the newcomers? It'll help them settle in. I am sure that I saw some mesh in one of the storerooms down stairs. I'll see if anyone wants to have a bash at making a coop. I have wood in the woodshed, and I can always mill more if needed."
And it was arranged. Andrew, one of the new guys, volunteered to go with Martin. Joe went down to cover their tracks and re-secure the rear vehicle door. The guys went out wearing dungarees, they would get washed after they returned.
"Have fun?" Alice asked as I sat drinking coffee later.
"Well, you know how it goes," I said.
"You do realize that most of the babies in here have your DNA? It seems like you are going to continue that trend. When the Earth is rebuilt, perhaps we should rename it Adam."
I shrugged and then quietened her with a kiss to her lips, I could tell that she was smiling as we kissed. We sat back and a couple came to sit by us.
"Hi, we are Steve and Sally," the guy said, "Adam and Alice, right?"
"Yes" Alice said, "how are you settling in?"
"Oh, fine, I mean, great. It is so warm here, we see why you didn't bother with clothes, but, well, I have to be honest, I am not sure where to look!" Steve said, "I mean, well, I am not used to nakedness."
"Just look, we for sure don't mind, you'll get over it soon enough, and one day you'll realize that you haven't been looking anymore. It's fine. It for sure isn't worth getting het up about," Alice said.
"It is very odd for us, I mean we were living in a church, and some of the people that we were with were very religious, pious doesn't cover it," Sally added.
"I guess," I said, "they are the ones that stayed behind."
"Yes," Steve said, "yes, they said to live in a community where everyone showed their private parts was a sin."
"That is their view and I would accept that as long as they are not part of our community where we don't really do religion or sin. Things are what they are and we make the best of what we have. May I ask, are you guys related, only you look very similar." I was curious.
Steve looked at Sally, and then at me, "yes, cousins, our Mum's are sisters, or rather were, we don't know what happened to them. We never heard from them after the disaster. We just happened to be in the village when all hell broke loose, we managed to grab a room at the pub, it was a double, so, well, we, I am sure you can guess the rest."
"Hey don't fret it, no one here will judge you."
"You certainly are very handsome Steve," Alice said, "I can understand how Sally must have felt."
"Gosh, er, thank you."
"And you Sally," I added, "I mean really, you are quite beautiful, I really would like to get to know you much better."
"Oh, gosh, I mean, er, really?"
"Come on Sally," I said, "let's go for a walk, you can see a little more of the bunker that is now your home." I stood up and proffered my hand to Sally, helping her to her feet. My view was that Alice had made the first move, the first overture if you will.
We walked along the corridor and then I led her downstairs to the lower level, the one we didn't use much except for accessing the Land rovers. There were workshops down here too, but I didn't really know how to use the machines and so I just left them be.
As we walked Sally said that she used to be a trainee chef, and that Steve worked at a garage that did car services. "Well," I said, "they can be useful skills down here. The machinery will need looking after, and guidance in the kitchen will always be welcomed." I stopped and took her hand and turned her towards me and dipped my neck, touching her lips with mine.
Sally gulped and then kissed back, she seemed a little restrained. We happened to be by a room with beds in and I took her in and sat her down, kneeling before her, I kissed her knees, my hands massaging her legs, moving ever higher.
"Oh, gosh," she said as I reached the tops of her thighs, my fingers running along the seams of her knickers. I stood up and gently pushed her shoulders so that she was laying on the bed, I lay next to her and kissed her right nipple as my hand traced her crease through the fabric of her knickers.
Sally gulped again and then held my head loosely as I toyed with her nipple in my mouth and my finger gently eased the knickers into her crease. I reached down with my other hand and pushed her knickers down, using my foot to push them over her ankle, she was naked, her dark black bush resplendent and inviting me to walk through her forest, a walk through her black forest.
My finger pressed at her crease, forcing her lips apart and I felt the heat and wetness of her arousal as I slid my finger down her valley to her entrance, gently circling, dipping in and then easing out and scraping a nail over her fourchette onto her perineum before going back and dipping inside her again.
"Fuck," she gasped as two fingers passed her entrance, pushed through her opening and pressed deep inside her wiggling, opening, closing, stretching. My teeth released her nipple and I kissed my way down her belly until I found myself at her forest, nipping her hairs, gently pulling and then I found her dimple just below her hair line.
Using my tongue, I eased her clitoris from its hiding place, my brain telling me it was bigger than usual as I pinched it between my teeth and slowly pulled it as my fingers pushed from within. She was panting and then gasping, gulping in air, her fingers opening and closing on the mattress, her heels pushing down, her buttocks lifting.
I let go of her clitoris and then began to dab at it with my tongue before gently sucking it into my mouth as my fingers gyrated inside her. She gasped, her back arched, her cunt clamped and she screamed a release, her pleasures flowing as she bucked on the bed.
"Oh God," she said and then totally relaxed, slumping like jelly onto the mattress. I rolled to cover her, my cock pressing at her entrance. Reaching down I guided my deck and pressed, my girth slowly widening her more than my fingers had, my cock now enjoying her heat as it sank deeper and deeper into her body.
I was in as far as I could go, her hairs a strange sensation, almost a tickle, the heat from her cunt welcoming, her hands moved and were loosely on my shoulders. I leant down with my face and kissed her, as I slowly moved my cock back to her opening. As I pressed in again, she gasped into my mouth and her breath held and her fingers began to press into my back.
I began a steady shag, in and out, the slap of my pubis on her mons muted by her pubic hair, but still there as were her gasps as I pummeled her depth, my movement accompanied by the soft slushing sound of my cock sliding in her wetness. I began to go faster, harder and deeper, pressing as hard as I could, my balls tightening and deep in my groin a twinge of pain.
I grunted and pressed in hard, holding, my cock pumping spunk deep into her cunt, flooding her womb. I slipped back and pushed in again, another spurt, and then again, and again and her cunt squeezed, clamping me tight, and again she screamed her nails digging painfully into my back.
"Oh my God," she said, "you came inside me."
"Yes," I replied, "and you felt fabulous."
"God, Steve and I never did that, I mean, fingers and mouth was as far as we went, we never actually, you know, did it."
"And now you have, and by my limited experience I would say that you enjoyed it," I said as I rolled away my cock suddenly feeling cold as it slipped from her cunt.
"Oh my God," she said again. Oh well, only she would know where in her cycle was, and if she got pregnant, no worries, there were enough people to help her and her baby. "I never thought," she said, "I mean, I could get pregnant."
"Yes, that is what happens, is that a problem?"
"God, yes, I mean, no, I mean I don't know, I mean, there are no hospitals or anything."
I pulled her in close and kissed her, and cuddling her I spoke as calmly as I could.
"Sally, it will be fine, we have had nine babies in here without a problem, and women all over the world have been having babies for thousands of years, honestly, it will be fine and a new experience." I finished by kissing her again, my fingers playing in the spunk that was leaking from her cunt, circling her clitoris, her breath beginning to stutter again.
My cock was getting harder as I played in her valley and I leant over her, my legs between hers, my cock finding its own way and once more I was filling her cunt. "Oh God," she said as she pulled me tight to her.
Eventually we made our way back, three loads from my balls later, her cunt oozing, Sally wearing the knickers so as not to drip everywhere.
"Oh, you're back," Alice said taking me to one side, "Steve is a bit of a green horn."
"I am sure that you will help him out, Sally was a bit green too, never having actually shagged with her brother. When I filled her cunt the first time it came as a surprise to her."
She laughed and squeezed me tightly and then we were interrupted by the return of Martin and Andrew.
"We have about ten chickens in the land rover," Martin said, "and I am sure that we will find more. Also, about three miles from here we found an old farm that had sheep and lambs. There was no one around and there is a livestock trailer there too."
There was an excited hubbub as the news spread. For the interim we made a pen with just the roll of chicken wire at the back of the house. Whilst that was being constructed, I went down our drive with Joe and the skid steer. We moved the fallen trees and made the drive passable again. When that was done Martin, Andrew and Phil, another of the new guys went off to try and capture some lambs.
What to do with them was the conundrum, no point in us capturing them, and them just wandering off. To the East of the house was a derelict field. We drove around its perimeter repairing the fencing as we went with chicken wire, it was the best that we could with what we had.
Amanda and Joe and Rosemary from the newcomers went out to start building a rudimentary chicken coop, something that would keep the foxes out. Sally asked me to help her with preparing food, in the excitement we had forgotten to have lunch.
"I am scared," she said, "for the first time, I am scared."
"Why?" I asked as we cut bread.
"I couldn't believe the pleasure for one thing, I had only done it once before and that wasn't like this, he just stuck it in me and kind of that was that, and I didn't feel much probably because he used a condom, which he left on my bedroom floor."
"I am guessing that was a few years ago, possibly inexperience on both sides?"
"Well, yes, it was my first time, and I think his too."
"Okay, well, as you now know, it can be much more pleasurable, the intensity of the pleasure, the orgasm, can be mind blowing."
"Yes, but I am scared I will get pregnant."
"But if you do, you are not alone, there are a lot of people here to help and support you, Natalie was a gyni nurse before all this happened."
"I can't help being scared."
"No, of course not, but there are a few pregnant ladies here, hopefully when they give birth, which will before you do, you will see it is okay."
"I know, but I want to do it again, and again, and again. I have never experienced pleasure like it."
"Well, sad to say that we have not found a supply of condoms down here, so, you will either have to accept the possible consequences or just use fingers and mouths, or use a thermometer to take your temperature and work out your cycles. There is also asking the man to pull out, but nothing is really foolproof."
"The downside of being a woman, no man can ever understand."
"Perhaps not."
The afternoon went on, the field team came back saying that they think it is sheep proof, and then Martin, Andrew and Phil came back with a rattling trailer. Martin reversed, not expertly it has to be said, up to the gate in the field, Phil got out and opened the gate, and Martin reversed back a little more, and then with much clanking the back of the trailer was lowered and sheep and lambs were released into the field.
There were four sheep and three lambs. One of the sheep was a big lad it has to be said. We had no idea of sheep farming, but, as the lambs had obviously been born since the incident, the feeling was that the sheep knew what to do, we would just leave them to it.
"There are more sheep," Martin said, but we just couldn't round them up, these three lambs we think belong to these three ewes, and the ram is probably the father, but the rest of the sheep and lambs scattered. We could go back and try again."
"Good Job," I said, "let's see how we get on with this lot. If we want more then we need to think about building barns for the winter and also more fencing and more grazing. I just hope that we haven't drawn attention to ourselves."
Martin shrugged. "We had to do something, we are fourteen adults and nine children with more on the way. We could, I suppose, lock the gate and make it difficult for vehicles to get in, people can always climb the gate, but, well, we need to move on."
"No, you're right, let's manage this as best we can. It could be exciting. Perhaps we can go scouring the local farms and see what resources we can scavenge." One thing I realized was that our work was about to get harder, and we would be even busier if we managed to find even more animals. Pigs would be good, you can eat almost all of a pig, but I didn't think we had the means to make proper bacon, but I was salivating at the thought.
Over the next few days the land rover went out a few more times, one of the nearby farms had a diesel tank that we slowly drained into containers and bought back, and then Martin took Steve with him, he had found a tractor that we could bring back, if they could get it going.
"Pretty easy if it is an old one," Steve said, "the modern ones have all computers and without the right software, they are just impossible."
I nodded my agreement and the various bits of plant I had were all pre-electronics, not one computer between them. Usually just a bit of ether was enough to get the most stubborn engine running. They did get it going and Steve drove it back, the Land rover following with the trailer and the back of the land rover filled with all the spares and oils and grease that they could find.
The barn I had built for my plant was getting rather full, Andrew suggested that we built another one, but that would require some roofing. I said that I could use the mill as we had a ready supply of wood as a resource, and finding a builders merchants in the middle of nowhere was unlikely and going to town was a risk I didn't want to take.
One of the things that Martin had seen on his reccy trips, he just needed to remember where, was an auger, and we could use that to put up poles and build a simple pole barn, Even with just a wooden roof, it would be better than what we had. It seemed my future was going to involve a lot of milling.
Over the next few days I got to work, using the skid steer to pick up all the fallen trees and take them next to the wood mill, once I had collected all the trees, some had to be dragged out of the woods with chains, it took me a few days but I eventually had a large pile of tree trunks to mill. I suggested to Martin that a wood chipper would be useful if he could find one, we could use it to make animal bedding for the winter.
I was getting ready to start milling the poles for the pole barn when Rebecca approached the mill carrying a flask.
"Tea," she said, "should help keep you hydrated."
"Thank you," I said, "nothing like a little wetness to keep you going." She smiled at my innuendo, her boobs showing through the bib on her dungarees giving her a sexier look than just knickers did in the bunker. I sat on a log pile and gestured for her to join me.
"We haven't really had a chance to talk," I said, "it has just been so busy almost since you all arrived."
"Just talk?" she asked.
"Well, no, not just talk that is true," I said making an obvious point of looking at her boobs.
She smiled, "no," she said, "that's a shame."
"I have noticed a mossy bank behind the mill shed," I said quietly.
"Will it be soft to lay on do you think?"
"Probably, would you like to try it and see?"
She stood up and we went around the mill to the rear, out of sight of the house, not that being seen actually mattered. Rebecca undid the bib buttons on her dungarees and then the side buttons, her dungarees falling to her knees. I did the same and stepped out of mine before laying on the moss, Rebecca joined me, pulling her dungarees legs off as she sat.
She lay back, lifting her bum and pulling down her knickers, I removed my underpants and bent over and kissed her. My right hand found her boob and gently squeezed it and then played with its nipple before my fingers walked down her stomach to her downy groin. I slipped between the lips of her crease and slid my finger along her wet and slippery valley.
She sighed and settled back into the moss as I got to me knees and started to blow on her crease before dipping forward and pressing my tongue at her clitoris. She gasped and her back tensed slightly. I ran two fingers in circles around her entrance before slowly pushing them inside her cunt, my tongue also running circles around her clitoris. I began a finger shag, two fingers moving in and out of her cunt, not as effective as a cock, but better than nothing.
I could hear her gasp and gulp, her fingers clutched at the moss, the ends of her fingers turning green. I pressed in hard and held inside and then eased out and held at her entrance, leaving her to guess if I were going to push back in or not. I pushed, she gasped, she lifted her backside, I pressed harder, she gulped and then she let out a huge sigh and her cunt clamped my fingers. She was not, it seemed, a screamer.
I eased my fingers away and rolled and lay on my back, Rebecca lying next to me, her chest heaving, breasts rising and falling as she regained her composure. After a moment or two she turned and looked at me.
"I was just expecting a shag," she said.
"Well, if you're ready you can have one."
"I mean, in my experience, men just shove it in and fuck, that is what I was prepared for, I was not ready for what you did."
"I apologize if I have caused you upset."
"Fuck off, far from it, it is just my perceptions were misaligned with reality."
Why couldn't she simply say she got it wrong? She got to her knees and covered me, her eyes fixed on mine as she reached down and grabbed my cock, lining it up with her cunt and sank down, my cock sliding easily inside her. I held her hips and started to thrust upwards, my foreskin sliding on my shaft, my rim scraping her cunt walls.
"Oh God, yes," she gasped as she got her initial expectations, the fucking that she had expected. I held her up as much as I could and pushed my cock inside her allowing it to fall back out. I pushed up, my cock slid back, I let her fall down towards me, my cock pushed inside her, pressing hard at her depth.
Her cunt muscles were working hard, squeezing and relaxing, it was as if I were being wanked at the same time I was fucking, it was an incredibly sensual sensation. I could feel my balls tighten as the end of my cock pressed hard at her depth, there was the familiar pinch deep inside and my balls erupted, spraying her cunt with my spunk.
She sank down on me, my softening cock inside her. I felt her cunt squeezing and relaxing, it was a strange sensation and then she rolled off me, my cock falling out and laying on my thigh, a dollop of spunk dropping to the moss. She sighed. "Sex is always different," she said, "but often exceedingly pleasurable."
"I would happily continue," I said, "but I do have a lot of logs to saw."
"Yes, your right. Let's get dressed and I can help you."
After we were dressed I showed her how to drive the skid steer and I got on with milling the first log, I wanted eight inch cants, I would first mill off the wain and see if I could get it square, and then take it down to eight inches one side at a time, everything I milled after the first cut could be used as boards, even if they had some wain on the edges.
As I was milling the first log, Rebecca was driving the skid steer around trying to get the hang of it, eventually she had it. She bought the forks back next to the mill so that we could load the milled pole and move it to one side ready for use. We spent about three hours and managed to mill eight poles and a number of boards, there was an appreciable amount of waste, we put this to one side in the hopes that Martin could find a wood chipper.
I lay in bed that night with Amanda and Alice, an arm around each, both swelling nicely with our next offspring. It seemed that things were improving in the bunker. But I had a niggle at the back of my mind that things could all go awry.
Based on a post by Atomica24 for Literotica.