Date: Sun, 10 Jun 2007 18:04:22 -0600 From: Cornhusker Fan Subject: Surviving the Apocolypse part 22 E-mails have overwhelmingly asked that I continue the story. One or two people were upset with the harsh punishment of James and Nick, but hopefully they will forgive me after they've read chapter 21. Sorry for the long delay - time is short for writing right now, and I'm working on another story as well. This story will feature sexual acts between adults and children, so if that's not your cup of tea, then move along please. The story is strictly fantasy, pure fiction. No part is true in any way. The author, nor any website that might post this, does not condone illegal sex with children. Also, though little or no protection is used in this story, please always practice safe sex. Author's note - I have never been any part of a military unit, and profess no real knowledge of the military (except for my admiration for and gratitude to those serving our country), so please do not look for any accuracy in the information contained in the story. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Our group continued to grow, with more former military friends joining us, along with survivors they had picked up along the way. Many told of people they met that did not want to be a part of our group, and they left them behind, wishing them luck. There were now about 80 adults and 160 kids, ranging in ages from 3 to 17. We had grown to the point that we were now working on taking over a second hotel that was next door to ours. Soon we would be a large enough group that some might even start re-inhabiting some of the homes near by, but for now everyone was satisfied with the current arrangements. This many people living so close together did have its challenges. There wasn't a day go by that an argument of some kind didn't break out. There were even a few small fights between some of the kids, but nothing too serious. We all worked hard to get along. It had been a couple of months since James and Nick saved Scottie and Cathy's lives. Both boys were completely healed, and as near as I could tell, didn't bear any emotional scars from the dog attack. Both boys would carry several physical scars for the rest of their lives. We had identified a small farm and Jake had security up and running there. We had teams on a rotating schedule running and guarding the farm. They would be there for 48 hours before being relieved by the next team. School was up and running. All of the kids attended classes 4-6 hours per day, with many of the adults helping out as teachers. Though many of them had no formal training as teachers, they taught classes in which they had either excelled themselves, or from which they could draw on their own professional experiences. Our scrounging efforts had continued. We had cleaned out hundreds of homes, claiming all of the non-perishable foods, jewelry and other items we found that we could use. We were warehousing everything we could get our hands on for future use, from a to z. If we thought someone might someday need it, we cleaned it up and stored it. In every garage of every house we cleaned out we made sure there were cars and trucks stored there, many of them jacked up with the fluids and batteries removed. Halloween had come and gone. We'd put together a party for all the kids and everyone had a great time. A couple of the ladies had even managed to whip up a couple of batches of homemade candy so the kids would all have a sweet treat for the holiday. We'd finally gotten the large freezer and reefer units moved in and set up and had adequate food storage for large group. I had sent a group of the men to the next town where they had brought back a couple pallets each of sugar and flour, along with cases of chocolate and other ingredients from a large commercial bakery there. Along with their regular schooling, all the kids 14 and older were trained in the handling of firearms, with all of them at least having a rudimentary knowledge of handling a rifle. Some that were more adept in this area were also given training on our larger arms, like rocket launchers and mortars. The defense of our are continued to be a top priority for all of us. It was thanks to Jake's security systems that we were alerted to a group of men late one night a couple of weeks ago that thought they would help themselves to what we had stockpiled in our warehouses. Silent alarms that Jake had set up went off back at the hotel. In just a few minutes, 30 of us had surrounded the warehouses. None of the would be marauders left the area alive. We buried the dozen of them in a mass grave behind the warehouses with some earth moving equipment. There were about 3 dozen people in the town that had survived but chose not to join us. We wished them well surviving on their own, but warned them to stay away from our areas. Most of them gave up trying to survive in the area, as there just wasn't enough food left after we'd scrounged and warehoused everything. We would learn come spring that several of them had died. Burying their decaying bodies would not be pretty. What had happened to the bodies of all who'd died in the initial attacks continued to be a mystery. Some of us had theories, but no science or inside knowledge to prove it. I was just thankful we didn't have to spend our time burying them all. We were coming up on Thanksgiving and after discussing it with most of the adults, I declared that both Thursday and Friday would be holidays. Other than cooking and dishes, and of course security details, no work would need to be done. A double contingent of people would spend the time at the farm so that no one would feel alone for the holiday. Some of the ladies had made sure that in our scrounging we had appropriated decorations from peoples homes, and they had spread fall colors and Thanksgiving decorations throughout our living area, giving it a festive air. Early in Thanksgiving week, another large group joined us. Joe and Susan, along with David and a whole host of survivors that they had picked up made it in from the Northwest. They told of having been bogged down by having to fight their way out of quite a few jams with roaming gangs of thugs and punks, then getting snowed in crossing the rockies for a couple of weeks. Ken and Tracy also made it in along with Steve and Marsha. They had similar tales to tell, and had also brought along quite a group of people. In all, our ranks swelled to nearly 350 people with their addition. But with the additional people, we would now be much better prepared to defend ourselves. Both groups had visited military bases on their way to our location. They had trailered in several tanks and trucks full of weapons, and hadn't neglected to bring all of the nomenclature needed to learn to operate it all. I was especially glad to see they had appropriated several 50-caliber machine guns. Most importantly, they had a whole truck full of everything we would need to start re-loading almost any caliber shell needed. Monday through Wednesday were spent with everyone helping settle in the new people and store everything they'd brought with them. As I didn't see any immediate large scale threats, I had the tanks and other large equipment stored in another warehouse we took over. Many of the women spent time baking pies and cakes, preparing salads, and in general getting everything ready for our Thanksgiving feast. Several of the men took off on a hunting expedition and managed to come back with several wild turkeys, along with geese, ducks and assorted fowl. It might not be a completely traditional holiday, but everyone would eat well! We also spent time making sure all of the routine tasks were all taken care of like laundry, pool cleaning, etc, so that we wouldn't have to bother with it during our holiday. We had stripped bare every private garden we'd found in the course of our scrounging, canning and freezing vegetables, storing potatoes and other root vegetables in dark, dry, cool rooms. Come spring, our farming operations would have to go into high gear in order to feed this many mouths. Thanksgiving morning I awoke to the smell of brewing coffee. Several people were up ahead of me despite my being an early riser. I wandered down to the dining area and drew a cup before joining them at a table. "Morning Bob." "Good morning yourself Glenn. What are you doing up so early on a holiday? I thought you and Bev would be sleeping in." "Are you kidding? I wanted to get up and enjoy NOT having to do anything!" That brought a round of laughter from the adults around the table. Mandy spoke up. "I always enjoyed getting up early on Thanksgiving. I'd help my mom get the turkey stuffed and in the oven and then we'd watch the Macy's parade on TV." "I always looked forward to the homemade rolls I'd make for the family. It was an old family recipe, but really simple. I could put them together the night before and put them in the oven just before I put the turkey in. By the time the kids would get up, there would be fresh caramel rolls waiting for them." "I'll be they were delicious Phyllis." Frank spoke up. "I always told Phyl that if she hadn't been a nurse she should have opened a catering company. She's one of the best cooks around, and I know what I'm talking about, having been eating her wonderful cooking for over 20 great years." Phyllis gave him a kiss and a smile. "As rough as this is on us, the holidays, both Thanksgiving and Christmas, are going to be even harder on the kids. Especially since we have so many that have lost their families. I want to make sure we make the days as special as possible for them, but also try and keep their spirits up as much as possible. This will be a tough time for everyone." By 10 that morning, everyone was up. Most of the kids were either at the pool or in the arcades. All of the adults worked at making sure none of the kids got to down, encouraging them to keep busy playing games or enjoying themselves in any way possible. At two in the afternoon the big meal was ready. Everyone gathered in the dining area, which we had expanded by moving more tables into the atrium and hurriedly knocking down a wall a couple of days ago. I moved to the podium at the front of the room. "Those that wish may bow their heads as we pray. Heavenly Father, we thank you for the food that we are about to receive. But we have much more than that to be thankful for Lord. We thank you for bringing us together after such a terrible tragedy, and for protecting us. We thank you for the people who have joined us, and ask that you guide us as we try our best to take care of each other. Lord, continue to watch over us. In the name of your son, our lord. Amen." "Amen." "Now folks, before we raid the buffet table over there, which by the way may collapse under the weight of all the wonderful food so many of you have helped prepare, I just want to say a few things. First of all I want to say thank you. Thank you to each and every one of you for all you've done to help this community come together, and not just survive, but thrive. None of us could have made it alone, but together, there is no obstacle we can't overcome." "Many of you are friends I've known for years, and I am so very thankful that you are here with me. More of you are people I've only just met over the last few months. But everyone one of you is so special in your own way. I am grateful for everyone of you being here." "Last, but not least, I have one word of warning for you. If there isn't a piece of pumpkin pie left when I get to the buffet, somebody is going to pay dearly!" That got a round of laughter and people started moving towards the buffet. I hung out chatting with people, working my way through the room as people filled their plates and found a place to sit. I approached a table of kids, including Zach and Kyle. "How is everything gang?" They all thought it was the best meal they'd had in a long time. As I stood there chatting with them, 12-year-old Candice reached out and stroked my crotch. "I'm hoping for some special whipped cream for my desert tonight." Not to be outdone, Zach reached up and fondled me as well. "As long as you share Candice." "Alright kids, I'll be happy to oblige you later by the pool. For now though I'd better get some food before it's all gone." I moved away with a smile on my lips, anticipating the fun to be had a little later. The food was indeed delicious, and everyone ate their fill. I was enjoying a rare second glass of wine after dinner, chatting with Frank. "You have a lot of physicals to give again Frank." "You're right, but thankfully there were two more doctors and another nurse with this group. One of them was a GP, the other a surgeon." "That is good news Frank. It'll help a lot having additional medical personnel. But you will still be in overall charge. I'll go over that with them after the holiday." "That's fine Bob. I am thankful to have some help. With three of us, we should be able to handle most anything that comes up. I also want to talk to a couple of the older kids about starting to take some medical training. I don't know that I'm qualified to teach them everything they need to know to be a doctor, but I can at least get them to the point where they can help out in emergencies." "Sounds like a great idea Frank. But let's talk about it more on Saturday. I think I'll head over to the pool for a while." "Have fun, you horny old goat." "You're calling me horny? Phyllis told me you slept with two sweet young things last night yourself." "That I did. You were right earlier." "About what?" "We do have an awful lot to be thankful for." I laughed and wandered off towards the pool. No sooner had I lay down on one of the loungers than I was surrounded by all 8 kids that had been at the table earlier. "What's up gang?" "All of us and hopefully you!" "I don't want to disappoint you, but at my age there is no way I'm going to satisfy everyone of you." "Don't worry, we'll figure it out as we go." "Ok then. What did you have in mind? And if you are all so excited to get started, how come you are all still dressed?" "Well, we know how you enjoy undressing us, so we want you to undress each of us." "I'll be happy to do that!" I sat up and took Cathy by the hand. "You first young lady?" "Sure Bob," she said with a grin. Most of the kids had dressed up a little for the holiday dinner and Cathy was no exception. I turned her around and unbuttoned her dress. Turning her back to face me, I slid it slowly off her shoulders and down her body. When her young little tits came into view I gave them a little lick. Pushing the dress down to her feet she stepped out of it, and one of the other kids picked it up and lay it neatly over a chair. They had planned everything out. I pushed her pink panties down to her ankles and then leaned forward and licked her hairless pussy. She spread her legs to give me better access. 8-year-old Davie was next. He'd only been with us about a month, but had enjoyed the freedom of learning about sex at an early age. As I got his pants off I licked his little two-inch penis, eliciting a squeal from him. 11-year-old Joni was next. She had on a cute top with matching shorts. I pulled the top off of her and pulled her between my legs. I fondled her little girl nipples as I brought my mouth to hers, her mouth opening to accept my probing tongue. Letting my hands wander lower, I slid one inside her shorts, feeling up her bald young pussy before pushing her shorts to the floor as the rest of the kids watched and smiled. Again, one of the other kids picked up the clothes and neatly folded them and added to the growing pile of clothes on the chair. 16-year-old James took her place and I stood, pulling him into a hug. I whispered in his ear "Isn't this a lot more fun than when you first arrived?" "You know it. Thanks for believing in me," he whispered back. "I'm glad everything has worked out for you here. You know I'm so proud of both you and Nick the way you've fit in after your punishment, and how well you've recovered from your accident." "So show me how glad you are Bob. Strip me man." Actually, we stripped each other. I unbuttoned his dress shirt and pushed it off his shoulders and he did the same to me. Reaching for his belt, I unbuckled it and opened his pants. I worked a hand inside his boxers to feel his hard teen meat as he undid my pants and pushed them down along with my briefs. As I lifted a leg, little naked Davie pulled the pants off my leg, then did the same to the other side. I pushed James pants and boxers down, and Bethany took care of helping get the pants off his legs. Before releasing him, I pulled him into an embrace, grinding our hard cocks together and gripping his hot ass with both hands. A 14-year-old named Barry stepped up next. He had just come in with the recent arrivals, but had apparently made friends with a lot of the kids already, and wanted to be part of this evening's fun. I was impressed by the thickness of his 5-inch penis, hard and leaking when I got him naked. I loved the taste of his precum that I licked from the head of his dripping cock. Next was 15-year-old Cassie. She was very sexy in her skirt and blouse, which I quickly relieved her of. She had breasts like two ripe peaches, plenty for me, and a neatly trimmed bush over her pretty cunt. I fingered her wet pussy as we kissed and she stroked my throbbing penis. Bethany was next, and I enjoyed removing the clothes from her body with which I was intimately familiar, having made love to her numerous times since the time she was in the shelter with myself and the other kids. She was a beautiful girl who had just turned 14 a couple of weeks ago. She kept her pussy shaved completely bald; knowing that many of adults loved it that way. I rubbed the head of my cock over her wet pussy before releasing her. Last but not least was 13-year-old Zach, who was always a happy kid. Tonight was no different as I stripped him naked, him grinning the entire time as his body was revealed to everyone. Zach had a small patch of pubic hair above his cock, but his balls were still hairless, and I fondled them briefly. James stepped back in and pushed me down onto the chaise lounge once again. He bent over and brought his mouth to mine, his tongue requesting and being granted entry into my mouth. Cathy stepped up to my side and took one of my hands, bringing it to her pussy. Not wanting to disappoint her, I gladly fingered her young cunt for her. Joni was on one side of me, licking my dick like a lollipop while Zach was sucking on my balls. James broke his kiss long enough to inform me that no matter what was happening, that I needed to speak up when I was about to cum. "Why?" I asked him. "Please, just do it." "Whatever you say." James moved down to suck on a nipple as Bethany started sucking on the other. They were alternating between making out over top of me and sucking on my man tits. Cassie was stroking Barry's cock as he fingered her pussy. Cathy was on her knees, sucking young Davie's little pricklet for him. As Zach and Joni moved from their oral ministrations to my genitals, Cathy got up and climbed on the lounger, straddling me. Zach held my cock up as Cathy lowered herself onto my throbbing schlong. The tightness of a 10-year-old pussy lowering itself onto your cock is indescribable. I didn't even know if she could take the entire length, but soon she was impaled on the full length of my cock. Bethany and James got up and took hold of Cathy, raising and lowering her on my prick. Zach had knelt over and little Davie was eating his ass. As instructed by the other kids, Davie was working as much spit as he could into Zach's hole. After a few minutes, Bethany and James lifted Cathy completed off my cock. I missed the feeling of her tight young cunt squeezing my dick, but Zach stepped up to take his place. Lowering himself down, he slowly worked the length of my prick up his boy pussy. Bethany and James again stepped up to help, raising and lowering the boy so that my cock fucked into him. After Zach, they let me rest a minute, not wanting me to come too soon. While I cooled off for a minute, Cassie was using her fingers to loosen little Davie's hole. He would easily be one of the youngest I'd ever had my cock in; assuming that was their plan. Indeed that was the plan, and he was next. His 8-year-old boy pussy was so tight that it took almost 10 minutes before he had my entire cock up his chute. It was obviously painful, but when asked, he insisted he continue. He didn't want to be left out. As he was lowered up and down on my cock, I noticed that there was an amazing amount of sex going on all around our little group. There were a few boys in a circle suck just a little ways from us, each enjoying having their cock sucked by one of their buddies. Glenn was fucking his wife, while 17-year-old Matt was shoving his cock up Glenn's ass. Kyle was fucking Mandy from behind, while she ate out the pussy of a young girl that had arrived a couple of days ago. "I'm getting close guys," I told them. Immediately Davie was lifted off my cock and I was allowed to cool off again. Cassie was next, and she needed no help, bouncing up and down merrily on my cock as I toyed with her titties. She stayed a few minutes before making room for Bethany. Bethany licked Cassie's juices from my cock before lowering her own dripping cunt onto my cock. Zach stepped up next to me and fed me his prick to suck on while Bethany fucked herself on my dick. Barry was next, having been loosened up by both James' fingers and then his cock, which he'd slowly stroked in and out of Barry's willing ass while Bethany was taking her turn. As Barry replaced Bethany, James told me I was going to love how tight the boy was, and he wasn't lying. It was like sinking into heaven as my cock worked it's way into Barry's boy cunt. Again, only a few minutes when by before I was ready to explode once again. This time, when Barry pulled himself off of me, Bethany stepped up and started stroking my cock. A bowl was produced and she jacked me off until I exploded into the bowl. She milked my cock dry, getting every drop. Davie had been sucking on James' cock, and shortly after I was done, James emptied his load into the bowl as well. Next was Barry, who Cassie was sucking off. He too added his load to the bowl. Finally, as the last male in our little group that could produce semen, Zach added his watery boy cum to the mix. The semen was all mixed together and then the kids began passing the bowl around. They would rub it all over someone's pussy or titties or cock or ass, and then proceed to lick it all back off, savoring the taste of the mixed cum. Barry handed me the bowl, and I smeared a bunch all over his ass, and then enjoyed eating the boy's sweet ass. The taste of the mixed cum was very erotic. For the next hour or so the 8 kids and I licked and sucked and fucked each other until I couldn't go on any longer. I had managed to add another small amount of cum to the bowl, and the other boys had both produced two more loads each to keep things going. I lay there exhausted with young Cathy on top of me, gently stroking her nakedness. As a new Thanksgiving tradition, I thought this would be just fine to repeat every year. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX I know the wait has been a little long, but this is my busy season. Thanks for being patient. 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