After the Fall: The Complete Collection (Taboo Erotica)

by Anya Merchant

  As always, Eve remained silent. Her animal fur clothing, styled almost like a crop top and miniskirt, looked even tighter than usual. She watched Jack with intense curiosity as he made his way over to the next tree and began sizing it up.

  “We’re expanding,” he said. “I’m building another lean-to. If you were interested in making camp a bit closer to us, I could build you one, too?”

  I know she can’t understand a word of what I’m saying, but still…

  Eve watched him with a tiny, self-satisfied smile. She dusted her hands off and closed the distance between them, letting one of her hands run up the side of Jack’s arm.

  “Eve…”

  It had been like this ever since he’d first encountered her. She was like any woman in her mid-twenties that had been deprived of male attention for long enough, and she favored Jack with a certain kind of sexually charged curiosity that needed little explanation. He turned and looked her, the medium sized breasts pushing out against her native garb, and the defined muscles of her stomach and thighs calling out to him.

  I can only guess at what her life was like before all of this. Did she belong to a tribe? Did the asteroid destroy her people?

  Eve cupped his cheek with one hand and stepped a little closer in. Jack’s body was still on high alert from before, and he felt his cock springing into an excited state. It wasn’t the first time she’d approached him like this, or the second. It always happened apart from the other women, and though Jack was open about it with Molly, he could tell that she loathed the idea of him being with another woman, even out of necessity.

  Eve is one more potential partner, one more chance at a baby, in the future.

  Jack leaned in and kissed her, feeling her lips move against his with a ferocity that felt almost animalistic in nature. She pressed her breasts against his chest and let her arms drape around his neck as their lips locked, and tongues lashed out in greeting.

  Jack’s cock strained against his pants, and against her. It knew exactly what it wanted to do, as though operating a couple of steps ahead of Jack. The grass below them was soft and clean enough, and they collapsed down onto it, still locked together in a passionate embrace.

  “Eve…” Jack felt one of her hands run its way across his jeans. He wondered for a moment if she’d be able to unzip them easily enough, but her fingers were deft and confident, and she managed easily.

  Jack felt his heart pound faster as her hand began to cup against his boxers. Eve was still smiling, and her gaze had a flirtatious, challenging element to it. Her eyes were a brilliant shade of jade, different from any girl Jack had seen before.

  How much does she know about what’s going on? She still lives in her own camp, separate from us.

  Eve brought her hand to Jack’s cheeks and locked his focus into hers. She slowly leaned down and kissed him, sucking slightly on his bottom lip as they pulled apart. Jack reached up and carefully pulled her top up and over her head, revealing the perfectly tanned breasts underneath.

  Almost as though in response, Eve began ripping his clothes off, first his shirt, and then his pants. Jack felt himself locking into the encounter in a way that was hard to pull back from. He wanted to fuck her, needed to even. She was a goddess of nature, and she was practically begging for it.

  “I never would have expected to be doing something like this with someone like you…” Jack said, almost under his breath. It was the truth. Eve was supermodel caliber gorgeous, the kind of girl that he would have been lucky to get the time of day from back in high school.

  And she was crouched over him, working his boxers down and letting her hands massage his cock. Jack moaned and saw from the mischievous smile on her face that she was enjoying the control she had over him.

  She brought her mouth in close to his cock and slowly exhaled her hot, humid breath. It was almost enough to make him cum right on the spot. Jack jerked his hips forward, but the natural beauty pulled back in time to keep his cock from making contact with her face and lips.

  Eve continued stroking him off with her hands, watching what it was doing to him with interest. Jack felt a sexual demon stirring within him and taking over, and soon he could no longer keep himself controlled.

  I have to fuck her!

  He sat up and took Eve by the shoulders. She pushed herself against him, and the two kissed, mashing their bodies together snakes in a mating ball. Jack pulled her down to the grass and positioned himself in between her legs. Her hands were running through his hair, and her chest heaved up and down with each erotically tinged breath.

  “I thought I saw him disappear off somewhere around here…?” Molly’s voice suddenly echoed over, from across the river. The vegetation was just thick enough to block Jack’s view to her, and vice versa, but she was clearly within earshot.

  “Hmmm, that’s strange,” said Rebecca. “Maybe he disappeared across the river?”

  Jack pushed his cock underneath Eve’s skirt and between her thighs. She was biting her bottom lip and ran one of her hands through his hair as his cock began to probe at the entrance of her tight pussy.

  “Maybe…” said Molly.

  Jack slowly slipped forward into Eve, feeling her cunt constricting against his cock like a soft, wet, collapsing tunnel.

  “He’s been acting a little weird lately,” said Rebecca. “I suppose that’s to be expected.”

  Jack pulled out slightly and Eve rocked her hips up, pleasuring herself on his dick.

  “Rebecca, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that.” Molly’s voice was tense, and a little emotional.

  “About what, Molly?”

  “You know about what.” Molly’s sigh could be heard even from across the river. “About what happened between you and him, and about the way we’re all handling it.”

  Jack felt his cock pulse with pleasure, and he wasn’t sure if it was from pumping into Eve’s pussy, or from what he was hearing. His mom let out a sigh, and he moved his face forward and buried it inside Eve’s breasts.

  “I think it’s for the best if we just leave the behind us,” said Rebecca. “We weren’t thinking rationally right after the impact. A lot of things happened that we’re all still ashamed of, and confused by.”

  Jack was pumping into the native girl faster, and faster. She let out a soft moan and he kissed her to keep it from building into anything more. He felt like he was in two places at once as he continued to eavesdrop on the illicit conversation taking place across the river.

  “I was there, Rebecca!” Molly was shouting now, and Jack felt a sliver of emotion stab into his chest. “I watched the two of you. I saw how close you came and felt the emotions involved.”

  “He’s my son, Molly.” Jack’s mom’s voice was dry and curt. “I’m not sure what you’re suggesting.”

  Jack was slamming his cock into Eve at a frenzied pace. His thoughts and emotions were awash with confusing feelings, and conflicting images.

  Mom, Molly, and Eve. We’re all just one big happy family.

  “You know what I’m talking about!” Molly sounded angry. “You see how he looks at you. And I see how you treat him.”

  “I love him, Molly,” said Rebecca. “There’s nothing wrong with a mother loving her-“

  “There is something wrong with it! The line between a mother’s love, and a lover’s love… I’m not sure if you can see where it is, anymore.”

  Rebecca was silent for a moment. Jack was fucking Eve harder and harder, and felt his body switching over to autopilot. Eve let out a squeal.

  “Did you just hear something?” asked Rebecca. It took all of his willpower, but Jack held himself still, his cock throbbing inside Eve’s cunt with sexual intent.

  “It’s just the birds,” said Molly. “Don’t change the subject. I… I care about Jack. I need to know that you’re going to respect that.”

  “Molly, we’ve moved past what happened. It might take time for Jack to adjust, but I assure you, I’m back to being his mother. I would neve
r have even crossed over that line if it hadn’t been for you suggesting it in the first place, back when the situation seemed dire.”

  Molly was silent. Jack took hold of Eve’s waist and slowly began moving again, feeling his pleasure pushing against his limits.

  “I guess you’re right.” Molly’s voice was quiet. Jack kissed Eve’s neck and tried to stay quiet as his primal instincts took over.

  “I’m his mother, and he’s my son,” said Rebecca. “I assure you that our eyes will stay chaste, hugs will just be hugs, and nothing else will ever happen between us.”

  Mom!

  Jack pumped into Eve with one more deep, final thrust and felt his cock explode with cum, spraying it deep into her fertile womb.

  “Besides, it’s not me you should be concerned about,” continued Rebecca. “The native girl, Eve. You’re going to have to come to terms with the fact that Jack will need to sleep with her, too, in order to keep the human race going.”

  Molly laughed.

  “I’m not sure I can imagine being jealous of somebody who doesn’t even speak the same language,” she said. “Besides, I doubt she’s going to enjoy having sex with Jack. I bet her culture doesn’t even put very much value on having sex for pleasure.”

  Eve was smiling at Jack. She popped his cock out of her cunt and slowly began licking it clean, making eye contact with him as she did.

  This could end up getting very, very complicated.

  CHAPTER 32

  Rebecca’s and Molly’s voices drifted out of earshot as they made their way back to the camp. Eve stood up and began pulling her native garb back on, looking no different from any other women with the cute movements she used to get her top in place.

  “You just come and go with the wind,” said Jack. “I wish I could know what was going on inside your head, even for just a minute.”

  Eve looked back at him and smiled. A breeze blew through the trees, and true to what Jack had suggested, it almost looked like she was going to take off along with it. Instead, she walked over to where he was laying in the grass and crouched down next to him.

  She had an expression in her eyes that was very different from any Jack had seen before. It was serious, almost stony, but with a small glimmer of hope mixed in. Eve reached into a tiny pocket on the outside of her skirt and pulled out a little cloth pouch. She held it up for a second, staring at it with a strange intensity, and then pressed it into Jack’s hand.

  “What is this?” Jack opened the vine tied top and stuck one of his fingers in, feeling what was inside.

  These are seeds?

  Eve was watching his reaction. She lifted her arms up and stretched them out wide, as though gesturing to the surface above. She took another little pouch out of her bag and continued to point at the tops of the cliffs on either side of them. Jack smiled.

  “You want me to plant these seeds?” He repeated himself slowly, hoping that Eve would get the gist of what he was saying. “You want me to plant them up on the surface?”

  Eve raised an eyebrow at him. She pantomimed taking one of the seeds out of the pouch and throwing it onto the grass. Jack nodded for the both of them.

  “That is a really good idea,” he said softly. “It’s exactly what we should be doing right now.”

  Jack turned around to grab his clothes. When he turned back, Eve was gone.

  It doesn’t matter that we can’t communicate normally. We both speak the language of survival.

  The sun was dropping low on the horizon, but Jack was still intent on making at least a little of progress on his construction project. He used the stone hand ax to chop down a couple of smaller saplings, forgoing getting as many as he had originally planned. He figured that he could use foliage to fill in the gaps, for now.

  By the time he’d dragged all of his materials back across the river, dusk was upon him. Jack pulled the saplings back to the camp, where Molly and his mother were sitting around a roaring fire.

  “Hey, you.” Rebecca was stirring a small pot next to the fire, and watching the rabbit that Jack had killed earlier cook on the spit. “We were starting to get worried.”

  “I’m fine,” said Jack. “I just needed to go wide to get building supplies.”

  “We’re having roasted rabbit and potato soup for dinner,” said Molly. “No fruit salad, tonight.”

  “That’s fine by me,” said Jack. “Let me just finish setting this up. It shouldn’t take long.”

  The area in the back of their camp was right up against the cliff wall and partially sheltered by a rock overhang. Jack set the saplings he’d cut down against it in a triangle formation, creating a smaller version of the lean-to he’d built earlier in the week. He used leaves and a bit of dried vine to tie it all together, and then stepped back from his creation with a smile on his face.

  “You were listening earlier today.” Molly was smiling at him.

  “Of course,” he said. “Ever since we lost the tent, we’ve needed the extra space.”

  “Thank you, sweetie,” said Rebecca. “It looks fine, just the right size for me.”

  He walked over and sat down on the log between Molly and his mother. He thought for a second, and then pulled out the bag of seeds.

  “I also wanted to talk to you two about this.” He opened the bag and poured a couple of seeds into his palm. “About these.”

  “Those are seeds,” said Molly. “Where did you get them?”

  Jack scratched his head.

  There’s no point in beating around the bush…

  “I got them from Eve,” he said. “She came around while I was hunting for the stuff to make the new shelter.”

  Molly nodded slowly. Jack could tell that she wanted to probe for further details, but she said nothing.

  “I’ve already started planting a couple of things in one of the fields to the south of here, right along the river.” Rebecca smiled and set her hand down on her son’s knee. “I could add these to it tomorrow.”

  Jack shook his head.

  “No. That wasn’t the point of her giving these to me.” He gestured up to the cliffs and the surface, much as Eve had in her own explanation. “We need to start trying to plant things up on the surface.”

  Nobody said anything. For several long seconds, the only sounds heard were the crackling of the fire and the chirping of insects in the forest.

  “We’re doing just fine down here, in Eden,” said Molly. “It wouldn’t really help us to plant anything up on the surface.”

  Jack shook his head.

  “It wouldn’t be for us,” he said. “It would be for the future. We’d be doing it for the same reason we only hunt and harvest what we need here, and why it’s so important for us to…”

  He trailed off, not being able to find a polite way to phrase what he wanted to say.

  For us to be having sex, and for Molly and possibly Eve to eventually raise families.

  “You’re right.” Rebecca squeezed his knee, and then looked at Molly. “He’s right, Molly. It’s a good idea, even if we only started with the area closest to the gorge.”

  “We’d have to go further out than that,” said Molly. “It’s not just about throwing seeds and hoping that something grows. We’d have to travel until we found land that wasn’t as badly scorched by the fires.”

  “There’s no reason we can’t do that.” Jack reached out over the fire and pulled the rabbit off, smelling that it was done without even having to look. “The best time for us to do it would be now. The longer we wait, the longer it will be before the surface can recover.”

  His mom passed him one of the flat, thin rocks that they’d been using as plates, and he set the rabbit down on it. Jack took his survival knife out and cut them each a portion.

  “You don’t have to come if you don’t want to,” said Jack. “It shouldn’t take more than a few days, and me and my mom can-“

  “No!” Molly interrupted him with a surprising amount of determination. “I’ll go. We’ll all go. This will
be a chance for us to get out, stretch out legs, see some of the surrounding areas beyond the few acres that we have here in Eden.”

  Jack nodded.

  “Alright. Perfect.”

  Dinner tasted even better than usual. The three of them laughed and joked, and it felt to Jack as though they were coming together in a way that went beyond circumstance. He was able to put all of the hurdles of living life after the disaster out of his mind, and just enjoy the company of his mother and girlfriend.

  “We should get to sleep,” said Rebecca, after they’d all finished their food. “Assuming that you were planning on us heading out tomorrow?”

  “Of course. The sooner, the better.” Jack glanced over at the lean-to. “We can pack our bags in the morning and head out.”

  “How many days are you expecting us to be traveling for, Jack?” asked Molly. He shrugged his shoulders at her.

  “Just a couple. It would be foolhardy to head too far out to start.”

  Jack walked over to the main lean-to with his mom and Molly. He did his best to avert his eyes as Rebecca bent low to slide inside and pull out her sleeping bag, all of her assets wiggling with seductive glory.

  “It will be nice to have my own space to sleep in, again.” She smiled at Jack as she slid back up and stood in front of him. “Even before all of this nonsense started up, I was sharing a bed with your father on most nights. It’s been a very long time since I’ve slept on my own.”

  An odd silence hung on the air for a moment. Jack coughed into the crook of his arm in an attempt to break it, still doing everything he could to avoid looking at his mother.

  I don’t want her to have to sleep alone, but neither of them would have it any other way, at this point.

  “We’re just in the next shelter over,” said Molly. “You won't even notice that were gone.”

  “No, I guess I won’t.” Rebecca leaned in and gave Jack a kiss on the forehead, and then Molly a hug. “Sleep well, you two. Don’t let the fact that you have extra room distract you from getting a decent amount of rest.”