Thank you to all my loyal readers, keep the comments coming. I'm sorry to anyone I offended with the Zombies. But it's been fun and they are now out of the way.. Mostly.. I'm exploring a little more building characters and relationships. Part of me wants to do the classic supply run next, with a battle or two, something like that. Maybe a Cindy and Bobby backstory. Part of me wants to turn this into a little more of a survival story. I enjoyed writing this chapter from a female's point of view. But I'm not sure I did it justice.
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Chapter 08
Liz and Jackson - From Liz's view point.
Ever since I fell in the shower and Jackson helped me I knew I was in trouble. I would get wet thinking about it, and caught myself more than once thinking of him and masturbating at night with his image in my mind. So actually, Jackson was in trouble. I didn't want him totally fix on me. But I had to do something to get him motivated. He was happy being a good son and jacking off. My accident was real but I wasn't hurt that bad, my wrist was the worst. I remembered from years ago how Dad and I got together, I didn't want that with Jackson but at the same time I still wanted something. I just played it up a little and Jackson helped. After the accident we let things get more relaxed around the house. I saw him naked several times passing in the hall, and I allowed him to see me too. I was hopeful he would get motivated enough to maybe find someone his own age.
We got some playful banter going back and forth one morning, and I wound up in the shower with him. I washed is muscular back and then he actually washed my back. It felt wonderful to have another human touch me for a change. It was fun, and he came all over me when he turned to face me and his cock touched my stomach. I will be honest I really got off watching him squirt on me like that, and for weeks I masturbated thinking of it.
We cooled our heels after that. Until the Zombies started. When it started the first thing we saw Alice next door out on the lawn eating her husband's cock and balls. Actually it was probably just his testicals as they say that's all the zombies really want. But it looked bad. Long story short, we hooked up with a couple heading to an island, they accumulated a good little group and had a school bus.
We got stopped at one checkpoint and they wanted us to strip. Actually they demanded us to strip to inspect us for bites. Poor Jackson was hard as a rock, and I was sorta scared they might have issues with that, I kept him behind me and got him off using my asscheeks, to get him to go down. I know I didn't need to and no one would have said anything but I was horny.
We made it to the island. Believe it or not it had a sign on the Dock, "Paradise Island" and a smaller one saying clothing optional beyond this point. On the island things were pretty good actually. We got involved in helping with running the place and Jackson got involved with doing some building. I'm leaving out some details but mostly boring ones. One evening he came in, stripped in front of me but not really looking at me. He went and showered when he came back he lay on the bed and was out like a light. I could not help but to join him, and that's when thing took a turn for the better. I was going to say worse, but really we both enjoy ourselves and we are in love, and with the way the world has turned, Incest is really not a capital crime anymore. And the ones running the island Sam jr. and Sara are brother and sister and are pretty open.
When I saw Jackson laying there, just a towel I had to have more. Did I want sex right then no not really, but YES at the same time. I removed his towel his soft cock just lying there, not knowing what the night had in store for it yet. I licked my lips, and got naked and pulled the covers over us, lay myself against him and slept. It felt so relaxing and amazing to have skin to skin contact again. During the night we moved around as most people do. I woke up and his body was pressed against my back. His cock, not hard but hardening was between my ass cheeks, I turned a little to give him a little better access, but he turned away. So I snuggled holding him. When we woke up he said something like "I gotta go pee".
When he got out of bed I flashed him my bare body, and I saw his hard cock again. It felt weird to be thinking "again" but I was getting used to it. He has a nice cock, not small and not super huge. My once dated a guy with a huge cock and we broke up because I just couldn't handle taking that thing into me. I asked, almost begged, "Please Come back to snuggle."
While he was gone I let my hand wonder to my pussy which was super wet and ready for a lot more. When he did come back to bed, he was still naked, and maybe even a little harder. He slipped in under the covers, We kissed for what seemed to be the longest time, his hands on my back and breast, exploring my body, I whispered in his ear, "Thank you baby, you really are a great son. That's it... ohh.." As his hands found other parts of my body, parts that hasn't been touched lovingly in years, I moaned al little "Enjoy your mother's body. Make mommy feel ... oh feel good."
Electricity went through me when his fingers found my pussy, and he took the hint and like a good boy he kissed down my body, playing with my breast for a while. I think I might have directed him lower, but I'm not sure, I was sorta in the spirit of the whole body experience. When his tongue made contact with my pussy and I think I came right then. The moment of me laying there catching my breath with his head resting between my legs was shortlived when he got up on top of me and said something like "Mommy, I need you."
I replied, "Please baby, your mommy needs you too."
When his swollen cockhead entered me I knew this was not going to be the last time for us. The feel of his strong body as he pounded into my pussy was beyond belief. We made love when he came inside me, and I realized I wasn't on any birthcontrol at all. I could feel his hot seed and I pictured the little swimmers working their way inside my uterus. As he relaxed in his post-orgasmic bliss I smiled, and sucked his cock tasting our combined juices on him. When he got hard which didn't take long at all we fucked again. When we were both too tired to go again we got up like it was the most normal thing in the world we got up, showered, and went to eat lunch. The nicest thing, and this sounds silly was when he called me "Mommy" It has been so long hearing more than just Mom from him. I would have done anything he wanted.
That evening, he was in our room before I was. I had gotten stuck helping with laundry. Yes even laundry survived the end of the world. The women helping, Carol, Susie, and older lady named Terri (author's note: Our founding couple's lady.) and myself were talking about this Terri said, "You know off all the things I wish the zombie would have taken, it's the need to do so much laundry."
I said, "I totally agree. Seems like it never stops."
Susie said, "Maybe we should promote the nudist thing that we voted in. Not a lot of people really are going nude except at the pool or lagoon."