This is a re-write of a story I wrote here a while ago. I deleted the previous chapters as I decided to do a total re-write. For those of you who were following before, sorry for the long wait! I hope you enjoy this new version as much as you did the old one. This will be a bit of a slow burn, but I promise the wait will be worth it. Please let me know what you think either in the comments or in a personal message.
Disclaimer: all characters in this story are over the age of 18 and are entirely fictional.
Rob and Susan were a young couple in love when the world fell apart. It's not particularly important exactly what happened, so we'll start this story when their life began anew. They were both nineteen and had managed to survive in government custody. After the disasters had died down, they were dropped via helicopter on a small ranch in the middle of nowhere. It was one of the few places that was safe and livable, and the government had decided to seed the livable land with people and dissolve itself in the hopes that someday, the population would recover and form new governments. They were left with what supplies the government could provide; rations, a pack of medium sized solar panels to power a low amount of electronics, a water purifier, and seeds for more plants than they knew existed. The government also left them a sizeable quantity of rare earth metals that they hoped might be used for eventual trading.
The ranch was in rather excellent condition, considering the state of the world. Rob had been working as an apprentice electrician and was able to get electricity running. The solar panels were not enough to run electricity through the whole house at once, but it was enough to power lights when they needed them and the small flatscreen television left behind if the day was particularly sunny. The ranch had a small barn full of all the tools they needed to start growing food, and they were able to become self-sustaining. It was hard going at first, being that neither of them had ever grown food before, but they made it work. Their food wasn't delicious, but it was good enough.
Given that they were alone constantly, with not much to do in their free time other than watch whatever DVDs and read whatever books the previous ranch owner had left behind, it wasn't long before Susan was pregnant. Less than a year after they had been dropped off, she had given birth to twins. Chloe and Steven. By the time they were 6 months old, the first trader had arrived. In the coming years they would find that traders would be few and far between. Maybe once a year if they were lucky. While Susan and Rob had been able to excel at setting up a self-sustaining home for themselves, others had decided to take out into the open, exploring the new world around them. The first trader they encountered told stories of how she had been dropped off with a few others. Unlike Rob and Susan, she didn't know any of them. Not wanting to live with complete strangers, she decided to take what they would give her, including a car that had been left behind and head out into the world. She collected and traded what she could, eventually having to trade in the car for an old trailer and some horses, given the rarity of gasoline. She scavenged supplies from abandoned areas that the government hadn't been able to seed with new denizens and traded it to the small settlements she found. She had even found a map of the area and left dots where she encountered people. Rob had taken a look at it and been shocked at how far apart the dots were, given the area of square miles the map covered. They traded some of their precious metals to her for 6 chickens and a rooster as well as some rudimentary fencing to house them.
Fast forward again seventeen and a half years. Chloe and Steven had just turned 18, and the ranch had slowly been converted into a fully-fledged self-sustaining homestead. They had a large flock of chickens and a few cattle. The gardens were plentiful, and they had slowly accumulated enough supplies to start building a greenhouse to further sustain them during the winter months. Their solar capacity had been upgraded with better panels and some batteries that they traded for. They were able to power the home's small water heater now, as opposed to taking baths of warm water heated in a bucket over a fire
It was a warm summer night. The family had celebrated the twins' eighteenth birthday just a few days before. It was late and the twins had already gone to bed. The animals were sleeping, and Rob and Susan had the window open. They could hear the soft sound of crickets and the gentle breeze outside. The moon was full and brightly shining through their windows, and it was the only source of light in their room. If someone had been listening outside, they would've been able to hear the gentle creaking of the bed as well as soft moans.
"Oh...Rob..." Susan moaned into the ears of her lover.
Rob was pumping his hard cock in and out of Susan. He switched his rhythm every few strokes and instead ground his pelvis against hers, stimulating her clitoris. Susan ran her hands over Rob's arms and back. She loved his body, hard and tan from working in the sun. He had short cut brown hair and a constant scratchy short beard. Lazy when it came to shaving, he constantly switched between clean shaven and a short scraggly beard that accented his sharp face.
Rob equally loved his wife's body. Just then he shifted his weight so he could grope her bouncing breasts with one hand as he thrust in and out of her. She had large breasts that hung perfectly without being saggy. She had round pink areolas and tiny nipples. Likewise, the rest of her body was equally curvy. Her thick thighs led up to a curvy waist a plump belly that had developed with age. Rob loved it though, and loved grabbing her love handles as they fucked. Her skin was tanned like Rob's, but she had long blonde hair that was currently splayed out on the pillow behind her. Rob increased his pace and could feel his orgasm approaching.
"Oh, god, Sue...I'm gonna cum..." he said.
"Do it baby. Cum in my pussy! Oh, god...yes...yes!" she said.
Rob was now vigorously bouncing up and down on top of Susan and felt his cock start spurting cum. He drove into her with one last thrust as he felt his cum spray into her pussy with great intensity. Warmth spread through his body, and he slid his cock out until it only the head was inside of her, and then back in for one long slow thrust. After catching his breath, Rob slid down his wife's body gently kissing her along the way. As he got closer to the pleasure between her legs, he could smell the strong scent of their sex. He gently kissed each of her thighs before latching his mouth onto her pussy. He had finished first tonight, and wanted to make sure she got her pleasure as well. Eating Susan out after a creampie was something he had only started doing in the last few years. At first the idea turned him off, but now he loved the taste of his own cum leaking out of her sopping wet pussy. Rob went instantly to her clit, knowing that she was already close.
Susan loved the feeling of his wet tongue flicking on her. Despite the fact that she had a short break after Rob had cum, she already felt her orgasm building again. She grabbed the back of Rob's head with her hands and pushed his face into her pelvis as she started grinding into him. The combination of his flicking tongue and the pressure of her pushing them together was too much. Her back arched as the muscles across her body clenched up with the feeling of her pleasure. She lifted her ass off the bed with her legs, but as she came, they gave out and she feel back down.
"Oh God!" Susan cried out as her orgasm peaked. After she had finished, Rob began gently kissing around her pussy and on her thighs.
"Oh my God..." Susan moaned, this time quieter. She ran her hands up and down her body, slightly squeezing her breasts as she enjoyed the post-orgasmic bliss.
"That was a bit loud, don't you think?" Rob asked as he slid back up her body. He laid his weight on top of her and gave her light kisses on her face.
"The twins are asleep," Sue said, "Besides, I'm sure they've heard us before. They know what sex is."
Rob rolled off of her and onto his back next to her. He wrapped an arm around her and she cuddled up next to him. He enjoyed the feeling of her soft skin pressing up against his.
"Do they?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" she responded.
"I mean, we never really taught them about sex in any of their classes."
"That's true."
"You're doing a great job giving them the education they need. They'll never need to be physicists, so they'll probably be done reading what textbooks we have soon. Maybe we should make their final class a Sex Ed class?"
"Hmm...I guess that does sound like a good idea. Even in this world, they're bound to meet someone eventually. How would we even do that though? We don't have any sex ed textbooks."
"We might have a medical book somewhere. I think really, though, we should probably talk to Steven and you to Chloe. At least at first. It can be an awkward conversation, even though they're adults now."
"That does sound like a good idea," Susan said, "I'm tired though." She gave him a kiss on the neck.
"Let's talk about it in the morning," she said.
They snuggled in closer together, and soon enough they were asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning Sue and Rob were up making breakfast shortly after dawn. Rob had just come in from taking care of the morning routine out with the animals. He had brought a fresh batch of eggs from the chickens that they were using to make scrambled eggs. They had already showered for the day, and had spent the time talking about how they would go about teaching the twins sex ed. They had spent longer in the shower than they expected coming up with their plan. Steven came out for breakfast first and was sitting down in a chair right as they were laying out all the food on the table. They had a small breakfast nook with a couple of chairs and a worn-out booth in a corner. Steven was wearing boxer shorts and a raggedy t-shirt and got right into eating breakfast without a word.
"Good morning," Rob said with a dissatisfied tone.
"Morning," Steve said through his food.
Steven had the same brown hair as his father. He was shorter, though, standing 5' 9" to Rob's 6' 3". Where Rob was broad, Steven was lithe. He was still muscular and tan, but skinnier than Rob and with less body fat. The metabolism of youth.
