Yet another underalted story
This is not related to the Plane Crash series so yes I'm writing other things.

The light fog added a moisture to the air. The coolness of the night wrapped around her like a wet towel, sending a shiver up her spine. She was lucky she knew the area so well, or she could have easily become lost. She looked through the trees at the house where he lived, slightly smiling at the one electric candle burning in the kitchen window.

She kept to the path walking as stealthily as she could manage. Since the plague human beings were a bit of a rarity, and this one was a man, she hoped that he was alone then she could start a brood. She walked around the house noting the solar panels on top and the small windmill that obviously gave some electrics to the place. She wasn’t too sure how electrics worked.

She had only been in school for a few years when the plague came and her reading and writing skills were never more than rudimentary, survival was more important. At fourteen she knew she could breed but she wasn’t sure how it all worked. A few people that she had encountered had called her names; she didn’t know the meanings of Cunt hussy, home wrecker. Of course these words came from the mouths of women who had men, and they guarded them jealously. She didn’t understand why but after the third try she decided that she wanted one too. She watched him working in the house she had no idea what he was doing but he seemed to be moving around. There was a pen of Chickens and some hogs in the yard. She understood why she was now in the middle of nowhere, cities were no place for a girl, no place for anyone who didn’t have bangers.

That was another thing she didn’t understand. They were devices, which were held in the hands and made a loud bang, and then whomever they were pointed at exploded in gore or sometimes there was just a neat hole in them and they died, well usually they died. She waited as the mist burned off. She hid in the tall grass by the house waiting.

The door opened and the man walked out. Followed by a large black dog, she trembled the only dogs that she had known were known to tear people to pieces, they roamed the cities in packs and attacked anything moving she had only just escaped one pack not a week before, they were terrifying creatures. The dog barked and stood still as if frozen, “What is it boy” the man asked, “you see something?” the dog remained frozen. “Seek” the man said and the dog bounded across the field in a straight line for her the man following quickly after her. She pulled her knife and turned and ran she knew she was useless with the knife but it was the only defense she had against the large animal. She managed maybe fifty steps before the dog was growling on her heels.

Captain “Hold” she heard the man say and she could hear his foot steps as he followed her she ducked into the brush finding a tree to hide behind she could feel the branches scratching her bare arms. She wanted to cry but she knew if the dog got her she was as good as dead. The sound of the steps grew stronger as if the man somehow knew where she was. “Come on out” she heard him say. She could see his shirt it was better tailored than the ragged and torn t-shirt she was wearing it looked to be very comfortable. “Girl come out I ain’t gonna hurt you”

“What about the dog?” she yelled back finally deciding the futility of her situation.

“Oh Captain he won’t hurt you either.” He said in a sure voice. She scrambled from under the overgrowth and crawled out he was maybe five feet away she could still probably hurt him if she had to.

“Well come on” He said “supper is cooking and I ain’t go time for your foolishness if you want to eat then come on.” She stood and followed him he didn’t even look back she could attack him with his back turned, she could she knew it but the big black dog made her nervous and her stomach growled she had only eaten a handful of acorns in the last day and those had made her almost sick the sour bitter taste still lingered in her mouth. They reached the threshold of the house and the man stepped inside and the dog followed. She could run now get away. What was that smell, sweet like and wholesome like the cooked rats she had smelled once or twice. She found herself inside the door as her stomach overruled any caution she had.

“Well sit down,” he said there were three chairs next to the table. She found herself sitting as the man placed a bowl of hot steaming mud colored goo in front of her, and a round circle of brown, it looked like a rock, but it smelled soo good her stomach gurgled loudly and her mouth was watering. “Well” the man said “sounds like your hungry don’t wait for me I’ll be along in a moment or two with mine and he handed her a silver tool with a round end that had a depression in the middle of the round end, she figured it was for the liquid she put the spoon into the goo and brought it to her mouth, it tasted Devine, she thought that she had gone and died, it was so rich and thick, she started shoveling it into her mouth. The man sat down with his own bowl of soup. “Slow down there easy don’t want to make yourself sick” he said. And she paused looking at him “Your about half starved aren’t ya?” She nodded, eat some of that bread he said pointing to the brown rock on the table. She lifted it up and it was surprisingly light she bit a chunk out of it and slowly chewed the sour flavored gummy food. “You got a name” he asked

“Sara” she said as she gulped down the bite of bread.

“Nice to meet you Sara my name is Martin, an this here is Captain” he said his fingers ruffling the dogs ears.

“Will you breed with me?”

“Well now that’s one hell of a question to start off with?” He chuckled

“I need to find a man to breed with that’s what women are for to keep and protect and breed with their man, you will be my man won’t you?”

“How old are you?” he asked and she shrugged

“When was your birthday?”

“September second”

“Okay that’s a start how old were you when the plague hit?”

“Seven”-she lied it seemed like an important lie.

“Well that would make you right around seventeen or eighteen then wouldn’t it?”

“I don’t know,” she said around another mouthful of soup

“It would you been bred before?”

“No I never had a man before”

“do you know how it works?”

“Um not really…”

“Well why don’t you take a break from eating there is plenty more later if your still hungry. And lets get a look at you.”

He got up and she followed him into a room with a large quilt covered bed. Lets start with this he said lifting up her torn too tight t-shirt. She let him his eyes lingered on her small tight little breasts and bright pink nipples, which were embarrassingly hard. He opened his shirt somehow and put it in a pile with hers. He drew her close her legs between his as he sat on the edge of the bed. He brought his lips to her nipple brushing it slightly. The tingling sensations that shot through her were new and exciting and she gasped as his warm mouth enveloped her whole nipple the pink areola disappeared beneath her lips his rough hands were gentle as one cupped the small of her back and the other cupped her other breast his thumb grazing lightly on her sensitive nip. She felt warm feverish as if her whole body was on fire and it seemed to pulse outward from her breasts and the place between her legs. She nearly fainted as his mouth sucked on her tender little bud and then she felt his lips against hers it was like melted butter the softness against her lips and she felt herself wanting to taste his mouth and their tongues touched and played in his mouth the soft supple feeling of his chest pressed against hers, the course hairs of which felt delightful on her bare breasts. She found her self gasping and trembling as the unfamiliar feelings coursed through her. He pulled away and looked at her his dark brown eyes looking like warm forest pools.

“Is that it she gasped?”

“No…” he smiled “that was just the warm up.”

“There is more?” she gasped

“Yes” he said softly into her ear

“Well show me I want to do it now?” his hands slipped down her sides and he pushed her pants down to her ankles and she stepped out of them and removed her sandals. He also took off his pants there was something different about him he had something sticking out from him it was huge like another arm it was almost as big as her forearm and as thick too she thought measuring it with her eyes. He laid back on the bed and beckoned her to join him. She quickly joined him.

“Now this” He said pointing to the enormous extra arm “Goes right in there” he said pointing to the slit between her legs.

“There is no possible way it will fit” she said

“Okay then” he said putting his arms over his head “if you don’t want to breed I’m not about to force you but that’s how it works”

“Are you sure?”


“You’ve done it before?”

“I have”

“Well if you’re sure” she said her small hand wrapping halfway around the enormous tool, it felt hot in her hand, “what is this?” she asked examining it closely her small delicate fingers feeling the velvet soft skin and iron hardness.

“That’s my cock” he answered watching her

“And your sure it goes in here?” she said pointing to her tight little slit he nodded she got up and straddled him she brought the head of his cock against her juicy gash and slowly pressed…she kept on the pressure and spread the lips slightly and pressed harder and then she felt it slipping in, she put all her weight on it and there was a pain and then she found herself impaled on his hard cock her hips against his. “It hurt” she moaned, “no one told me it would hurt”

“Just wait and the hurting will pass” he said she could feel his cock twitch inside her and she felt suddenly that was exactly where it belonged. She waited she could feel herself stretched impossibly on his iron hard rod and the pain gradually subsided. She felt his hands on her hips holding her steady
“its gone” now she said softly “he lifted her hips slightly and she could feel the friction on that long pole almost pulling her insides out, it felt so good and the being completely full again as her hips slapped against his. She caught on to the idea and planted her feet so that she could ride up and down the wonderful joy pole. It was so wonderful being so filled and the feelings inside her were incredible. And then Martin gasped “Oh here I cum” he groaned she could feel him spurting something hot inside her, it was wonderful and it felt like she was floating on the water and the current was pulling her to more and more wondrous places and then she screamed.

She opened her eyes Martin was laying beside her his cock looked smaller “Are you okay?” he asked
“I want to do that again?”

he smiled “you’ll have to wait until I’m ready again” he said

“Well I mean is there anyway I can um you know hurry it up?”

“Well you could always suck on it and see if you can’t get it back up to where you want it”

She took the limp cock in her hand and thought about it a moment and then she stuck her tongue out and licked it, it wasn’t that bad she thought she’d eaten worse things she started sucking on the head and surprisingly it grew she bobbed her head up and down imagining it was not her hungry mouth but her hungry pussy that was on this wonderful cock. When she was satisfied that it was hard enough she straddled him again and stretched her pussy over his cock once more she started off slow like before but found that she wanted it faster to feel her pussy smack against his groin. Faster harder she pounded herself against him she could feel his hands on her nipples and she loved it she could feel the waterfall coming again and she went faster her hips blurring as the cascades of pleasure washed over her and then she felt more coming and she whimpered as the strength left her legs, they felt like jelly and his strong hands lifted her and pounded her pussy brutally onto his cock. She felt the white-hot goo streaming inside her as explosions in her head brought stars to her eyes.

She didn’t know how long she lay in the bed but when she opened her eyes he was gone she poked around the house there was more stew so she ate some and bread she loved bread she had no idea there was anything so wonderful. It was almost as good as breeding. She examined herself her pussy was puffy and swollen and there was white good leaking from inside, that was what he spurted inside of me she thought. She took a small bit from her slit on her fingertip and tasted it. She wanted more…

anonymous readerReport

2013-02-15 09:07:47
@JackAssTales - I totally agree. The was a good store line and you should develop it into atleast a small series.


2010-05-29 17:51:33
lets have more of this story

nigger fanReport

2010-05-25 12:14:39
Obama troll also got aborted by Govt, a late term abortion

Mike's aborted babyReport

2010-05-17 20:19:25
wow, I see that ejls aborted baby can read and write and maybe even breathe. What a miracle, aborted and alive, THAT wasn't the plan, something went wrong.

bar tabReport

2010-05-17 20:16:39
only jackass voted for this one, no wonder, it pathetic. copy some off ejls and wantsomefun, they are wonderful writers who you could learn a lot from. Uh oh, jackass ain't got no votes and he only one to vote for you, you is an ugly writer

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