Prepper Girl
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He would have asked some questions, but Carly finally slowed the SUV down, coming to a stop at what appeared to be a random spot on the road. She jumped out, after putting up a hand indicating he should stay put.
Paul watched as she went around the front of the SUV and jumped over the narrow, shallow ditch that ran along the side of the weathered road. She began pulling at some plants, which he thought was strange, until they slid aside, revealing a faint path leading off into the woods.
Without a word, Carly jumped back into the car, drove over the ditch and onto the path just enough to clear the plants. She got back out, replaced them, taking a moment to sweep the edges of the road with a dry branch.
After she got back into the car, Carly drove down the barely visible path, going slowly for a change. Paul had no idea where they were going now. This wasn’t a driveway, it looked like an old access road. If he hadn’t seen her expose it, he wouldn’t have known it was even there.
They rode for about ten minutes, taking the twists and turns at negligible speeds. Compared to the drive getting here, Paul was almost lulled into sleep, letting the Escalade’s rocking motion on the bumpy trail rock him like a baby.
It wasn’t to last long, and before his eyes could get comfortable will the lids down, Carly hit the brakes and brought them to a sudden stop.
“Okay, passengers. This is our destination for the foreseeable future. Please put all seats in their usual upright position and secure all tray tables before disembarking. Thank you for flying Carly’s Caddy.”
Paul was looking around, seeing the outbuildings set about a large, well-maintained farm house. There were paddocks and fields beyond, and sound of cattle mooing came from a large barn. An older man came out of the house, stopping at the foot of the steps. He didn’t look at all happy to see Paul’s face through the windshield.
Carly slapped him on the thigh and giggled. “Looks like Daddy knows we’re here. I was going to kiss you, but not with him watching. Dinner would be a cold, silent affair if he had to witness something like that.”
Paul wasn’t sure what to say, and was about to man up and climb down to face her father when she slid her hand around and rubbed his crotch.
“He sure wouldn’t be happy if he knew what I was doing right now, and I’d like to feel you up more before dinner, but I think discretion is the best choice for now. We’ll continue this conversation after everyone is settled in for the night.”
Paul had jumped in the seat when Carly pressed his cock, his eyes locked on the unhappy expression of Carly’s father. He had a feeling the man knew exactly what was going on, and he wasn’t happy about it at all.
Which was borne out when the two had exited the SUV and come to stand before him. The man frowned mightily, his eyes buried deep under the lowered brow.
“You just had to show up with a danged white boy on this, of all days, didn’t you, little girl?”
Carly put her hands on her hips. “That’s right, and I’m not going to apologize for it, and neither is he. You told me to find me a good man, somebody to make pretty babies with, and that’s what I’ve done.”
The man watched Paul’s expression go from shock to amazement, still frowning. Without taking his eyes off Paul, he hawked up spit and shot it out to the side.
“Well, you better be right, because it’s too late to go get anybody else, and I know how you feel about your cousins. Even if they are distant enough to hardly even be family.”
Carly lifted her chin and took Paul’s hand. “Damned straight, Daddy. Not a one of them is worth a bent pin, and there’s no way I’m going to get hitched to blood kin. Paul’s the man I want, and he wants me.”
Well, that’s obvious enough, at that.” The man spit again and began to leave. “Just make sure he behaves, and I might not feed him to the hogs one night when you ain’t lookin’”
Paul blushed, knowing the results of Carly’s touch was showing still. How in the world she thought he could even think straight, much less act normal after getting his shaft squeezed was beyond him. Not that he hadn’t liked it, and wanted more, but goodness. Her father knew.
When Carly’s father had left, disappearing into the barn, she let go of his hand. “He was only kidding about that feeding you to the pigs thing. I think.”
“Oh, that makes me feel better. Whatever possessed you to do that anyway? With him watching?”
“You mean, why did I put the clamp down on your manhood?” She sounded so innocent, but she was grinning. “That was just a taste of what’s to come. Before the night is done, you’re going to be my man, and know it. Or I’m not half the woman I think I am.
“Now, lets go in and meet the rest of the family, and get ready for dinner. We’ve had a long day, and it’s not over yet.”
* * * *
Paul wasn’t sure how he managed to get through dinner. He met all of the extended family, most of whom had made their way to the farm during the day. They all knew what had happened in the world and immediately put the family survival plan into action. More were coming, having further to travel, but before it was over there would be more than a hundred people living on the homestead.
He learned most of this during dinner talk, and afterward while he helped clean up. But he wasn’t paying too much attention because whenever he’d get caught up in hearing more about the family, Carly would give him a wink, or managed to touch him and set his blood on fire.
To his surprise, no one said anything when Carly finally took him by the hand and led him up the stairs. They went down one hall and turned a corner, ending up at the last door.
“Well, this is it. My old room, now ours. If you want to change your mind, this is the last chance. Once we go in, we won’t come out unless we’re a couple, for life.”
Paul gulped. It was like every dream he’d ever had, since he’d first seen her glowing brown skin as she walked into the store, three years before. He’d imagined what it would be like to be her lover, much less her man, and now it was about to come true. He didn’t know if he could control himself, if he could speak without making a fool of himself.
So he did the only thing he could think of, and swept her up in his arms. Carly laughed, and opened the door.
“That’s my boy. Go all cave man on me, baby. Show me what being with you is all about.”
He kicked the door shut and strode to the queen size bed that took up most of the room. Laying Carly down gently, he began to unbutton his dress shirt. He dropped it on the floor and unbuckled his belt, then unzipped.
His pants and boxers followed the shirt, while he stepped out of them and his shoes. It took only a moment to push his socks off, and then he was standing before his dark goddess, proudly erect.
The way her eyes were glowing, he met with her approval. He couldn’t help the wicked grin that spread over his face as he held his cock, sliding his fist up and down. Carly’s eyes followed the movement, and she licked her lips.
“Like what you see, baby? It’s only what I’ve been trying to get the nerve to show you for years, while you kept pushing me away.” He frowned. “Maybe I should just get dressed and go sleep in the barn, though.”
Carly pouted. “Oh, no, white boy. You’re gonna get in this bed and show me how much you love me. And if you’re very good, I might give you a little something extra.”
Paul snickered. This girl. She was funny, a little crazy, and had probably saved his life by getting him out of the city. He’d do anything she wanted him to do, but he wasn’t going to tell her that. Ignoring him for three years called for a little bit of payback.
But only a little.
“Then get those clothes off, and show me what I’m working for.”
Carly didn’t say another word, simple sat up and began pulling off her blouse. Underneath, her breasts were cupped in a lacy, expensive bra, which she wasted no time unhooking, setting her tits free. Large, dark aureoles surrounded nipples that were thrusting out at him.
He had to take a deep b
reath and swallow hard. Paul had wanted to see those breasts, to take them in his hands for so long, he almost came right then.
But he controlled himself and watched his woman—and how exciting it was to know that she was his woman— rose to her knees and began to take off her skin-tight jeans. She shimmied the cloth down, then sat back on her butt and pushed the jeans down, until she was kicking them off her feet.
Carly never took her eyes off him, only moving her glance down from his face to his throbbing cock. She was biting her lip as the last of her clothes came off, and she lay naked on the bed.
Paul didn’t know what to do next. He took in the length of her body, from her lovely face to her tits, down to her narrow waist and beyond to the dark thatch of hair in the vee of her thighs. He was so happy to see that she didn’t go bare there. He wanted to run his fingers through that curly bush, to tug on it and make her squirm.
And he realized, he could do exactly that. They were alone, with a big bed to play on and lots of skin to explore. So he growled low in his throat, and joined Carly on the bed. They kissed long and hard, until both were gasping for breath. Paul began to suckle and blow on her tender skin as he moved down until he was looking at those marvelous tits.
With a moan, he began to kiss and suckle on her hard nipples, running his tongue around them before biting gently. Carly was moaning by the time he was ready to move on, her back arching up to meet his mouth.
Trailing kisses as he went, Paul stopped briefly at her navel, giving her a few nibbles while she ran her fingers through his hair and pushed his head down even further.
He couldn’t help but chuckle at her obvious wish. Carly’s spread legs opened her mound to his mouth and tongue. But first, he pushed his fingers into that tightly curled bush and teased her, tugging on the hair until she was nearly crying out in her need.
When he finally put mouth and tongue to work, flitting around her hard clit, she was so wet and hot he knew she wouldn’t last long. Gentle nips while he sucked that nub brought her close to her climax. Paul put a finger into her cunt, pushing in gently until he could feel her strong inner muscles gripping it. He knew it would feel wonderful around his pulsing cock.
But he concentrated on making her come, sucking and licking and biting until Carly’s back arched so high off the bed he had to grab her hips to keep her pussy in reach. He didn’t stop working her until she collapsed back on the bed, crying softly.
“Oh, Paul!”
“How am I doing so far, my darling prepper girl? Did that make you happy?”
“Yes, yes, yes! Now I want you inside of me, thrusting hard until I scream.”
Paul kissed the sensitive skin of each thigh and began moving back up her body. He kissed quivering parts of her on the way, until he was poised above her, his cock pressed against her entrance.
“Tell me again what you want, Carly. Tell me how to please you.”
“Fuck me, Paul. Hard and long, over and over again. Never stop.”
With that, he plunged into her hot, wet core. Those muscles did feel so good as he thrust in and out, hitting a rhythm with her that was going to drive him over the edge far too soon for his liking. He almost wanted to cry, thinking it was be over, until he realized they had the whole night, and many more after this.
Paul began moving faster, encouraged by Carly’s moaning and sobbing. He could feel the tension rising, not just his own but hers as well. She would come for him a second time. When he exploded inside her, deep against her womb, the tears began to flow. They pressed their faces against each others, both crying with the release.
When he fell on the bed beside her, they lay gasping and trembling, bodies entwined. In all his life, Paul had never felt anything like it. He’d dreamed making love could feel like this, but it had never happened to him before. But it was everything he’d imagined being with Carly would be.
It was something of a shock to realize he’d come to love this woman, who had curled up against him and fallen asleep, smiling. No matter what happened after this night, he was where he belonged.
* * * *
In the days and weeks to come, Paul and Carly cemented their relationship with more love making. They talked and planned and worked hard to make their new life together into something to last a lifetime. Paul even learned what had prompted her to take him from the bus stop that morning.
It turned out Carly’s father was something of a big shot in the business world, so well-known that even Paul had heard of Josiah Simmons, and was something of a prepper even though Carly never agreed with that term. He’d been watching events unfold, and was suspicious of a new military weapon being developed that was rumored to be something like an air burst nuke, which would cause a massive EMP—electromagnetic pulse.
As Paul learned, it was intended to cause massive disruptions during wartime, with less expense and the dangers of exploding nuclear weapons. It would shut down failing electric grids and many other things, like most engines. But not all. Just enough to break a country into surrender.
Something obviously went wrong, and the weapon was deployed all over the world. No one would probably ever know the who or why, just that it would be decades before civilization could be rebuilt to whatever level was obtainable.
None of this mattered much to Paul, Carly or her extended family and friends who came to live and work on the farm. They made a life for themselves and their families, helped their neighbors, and were happy.
The happiest day, though, was the one Paul and Carly welcomed their first child, a healthy baby boy. As Paul held this precious new life, Carly winked at him.
“Now we need to practice making another, don’t you think?”
And he was happy to oblige.
THE END
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Verily Harden writes about unexpected love and steamy encounters in her favorite genre, post-apocalyptic fiction. She lives on a small piece of land where she practices the beginnings of a sustainable lifestyle.
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