It was the middle of the 22nd century and the World has finally gone crazy and a nuclear war has happened. Now repopulation was needed.
It was the middle of the 22nd century and, yes, the World has finally gone crazy and a nuclear war has happened. It started in the Middle East over oil routes and their effect on the World’s economy. But, now, that doesn’t seem too much matter.
Most of the World’s population was dead, either killed in the initial attacks or dying a slow painful death from nuclear radiation.
There were lucky ones though. People who, by pure chance, had been in places that would shelter them from the radiation and with enough resources to wait out the month or so needed for the radiation to reach survivable levels. I was one of those. My mediocre job was a file clerk at the National Archives in Washington. I was in one of the underground file rooms when the attacks happened along with maybe 40 other people. While it might seem odd, it turns out that dense paper is one of the things that will block nuclear radiation and we were surrounded by it. There was also a snack bar in our underground purgatory, put there by our ‘slave masters’ (that’s what we called our bosses), so they didn’t have to give us long breaks or lunch periods; we could eat there.
A month passed while we rationed the contents of the snack bars and survived. Then, we ventured out.
Other people who were similarly lucky were emerging from their safe places also; bank clerks from vaults, subway workers who were deep underground when it happened, and the like. We were all pretty happy to find others, like us, who had survived. But, there were not many.
The people from the DC area congregated at what was left of the US mint; it seemed to be the biggest building that had mostly survived the blast. All in all, there were maybe 1,000 of us, various backgrounds, races, ethnic groups, and ages. For some reason, many more females had survived than males. We figured it was because more males had outside jobs and were killed right away where the females that worked were more inside and had a better chance. Of the people at the mint, the women to men ratio was about 4 to 1.
We set up an ‘advisory group’, not to be in charge, but made up of people with the right backgrounds to help us decide what the best path forward was for us was. We figured there were probably other groups like ours that had survived around the World, but had no way to know where they were or how to contact them.
For the first month, the medical folks (medico’s) took the lead. We needed to know how everyone was. The advisory group also talked a lot about repopulation. If we did nothing, eventually, we would all die from old age and there would be no one left. We needed to think about producing new generations of people.
Few traditional family groups still existed since the attack happened in the middle of a work day. Husbands and wives were at work, usually different places, and children were in school. Some survived and some did not.
New family groups had to be formed. We couldn’t adhere to the niceties of society that existed before the war. No longer could anyone be concerned about race, social status, monogamy, or previous norms like how old you needed to be to mate up. We needed to start repopulation as soon as possible.
The medico’s in the advisory group started identifying females that were of child bearing age and males that could impregnate them. Then, they started matching them up into new family groups based purely on the ability to produce children. The members of the new groups would have to figure out how to care about each other.
It was decided that females would be designated as ‘of child bearing age’ when they turned 15. If a female started producing children at 15 now, rather waiting until they were 19 or 20 as before the war, it meant that their offspring would become productive members of society four years earlier and that was important.
Breeding age for males was a little higher, simply from an experience viewpoint. Males that could do impregnation started at age 19.
I was 21 when all this was going on, black, and very healthy. I had played football in high school and did not have a college education, but my IQ was in the 120’s.
I was paired up with three females. Two were twin sisters, Jennie and Janet, who were 15; they were white, blond, petite, blue eyed, and pretty. The third was a Latino female, Carmen, 19 years old, who had been in the archives with me. I only knew her casually. I knew she was married, but her husband had died in the attack and she had no children.
As the head of the family unit, it was my responsibility to take care of the women and to put a baby after baby into each of them.
While this was officially my ‘job’, I have never been able to have sex with someone and not at least care about them. I knew I would get an emotional attachment to these women, well, two were ‘girls’ temporarily, but that was fine with me. After meeting the three, we sat and talked for several hours. They were all pleasant, funny, and easy to talk to. Carmen, of course, had some sadness about her, having lost her husband, but I was determined to try to fix that.
Carmen, Jennie, and Janet moved into my apartment with me that night. I had only one bedroom, so we would all be sleeping together.
I sent Jennie and Janet to shower and get ready for bed to give me some time to talk to Carmen. Not only was she the oldest, but she was also the only non-virgin, so I expected her to help guide the other two. I wanted to set a couple of ground rules first though, things that I expected from them. First, we would always sleep naked and, if the three girls wanted to, they could just stay naked whenever they were in the house. Second, I am not into pussy hair. I told Carmen that I expected all three of them to stay shaved smooth all of the time. She smiled and said she liked both of those ideas and would take care of the younger girls. With that, she headed off to the bathroom where Jennie and Janet were showering.
I was cooking dinner when they came down the hall from the bathroom. All three were nude with Carmen holding the hands of each girl. Jennie and Janet looked a little embarrassed, but I told them they would get past that. Carmen, of course, had the bigger breasts, maybe a ‘C’ cup and wider hips, not fat, but more mature. Jennie and Janet’s nipples had popped, but their boobs were just beginning to fill in; neither one was big enough to need a bra yet, but they would when their milk dropped. Their hips were smallish with thighs that didn’t touch together when they walked. I figured they weighed maybe 100 pounds. Carmen’s pussy has a prominent clit that sticks out like a small finger while Janet and Jennie’s pussies were small with lips that were tightly clamped together.
Since I was still dressed, I went ahead and stripped right there in the kitchen. The reaction from the three was immediate with them showing their amazement. I’m not small, as cocks go. Soft, I’m about seven inches long, uncut and fairly large in girth. Hard, I’m eleven inches long and two in diameter. Girls had told me that my cock gave them a good reaming whenever they were with me.
Carmen looked excited; Jennie and Janet looked apprehensive.
After dinner, the girls did the dishes; then, I told them we needed to all talk. I explained to them that, even though there was a need to repopulate and all of the females left would be doing that, that this was now their home.
Carmen knew her husband had died and she didn’t have any other family in the US. Since we didn’t have any contact with any groups in Mexico, there was no way to find out if she had any surviving relatives there.
Jennie and Janet had been at school when the attack happened and, since their Mom and Dad didn’t show up at the mint, we knew they didn’t make it either. They both cried when we talked about their parents; Carmen and I comforted them as best we could.
I explained that, no matter what else was going on, we were now a family unit and I was there to love them and take care of them. We were in it for the long haul, together. That made all three women feel better and them feeling good made me feel the same.
It was Janet who first asked about sex. I think at least Carmen had been thinking about it, but hadn’t brought it up. I told them that, obviously, we needed to get ‘busy’ as soon as possible, but I wanted to give them a few days to get used to each other and me. Since Carmen was not a virgin, I would do her first and let the Jennie and Janet watch since they had not had ‘the talk’ from their Mom. That would make it easier for them when it was their turn, although they were going to experience some necessary pain their first time; I didn’t dwell on that. They would find out soon enough.
We talked for a solid two hours, then went to bed. My bed is a king size with plenty of room for the four of us. I was lying down when Jennie laid down on my right, Carmen on my left and Janet next to her. I kissed each of them on the lips. Carmen opened her mouth willingly and let me invade her with my tongue. With Jennie and Janet, I had to push my tongue into their mouth, but once it was in, they relaxed and played ‘tongue-tag’ with me. Both later told me that it was the first time they had ever kissed a man except their Father.
We fell asleep like that with me wishing I could have them all that night, but, ‘oh well’. The time would come.
I woke up around 3AM because of a weight on my left leg and a warm, sensual feeling all over my cock. I looked down to find Carmen tonguing my dick and balls, just as she slipped the head of my cock into her mouth. It had been a long time since I’d had any sex and knew it wouldn’t take much for me to cum. I tried to roll towards her, but could not because of a weight on my right leg. Looking over, I saw Jennie, who was watching Carmen attentively. She was so close to my cock, she could have licked it herself, but didn’t, not right then at least.
I reached under Jennie’s arm, pulled her head up to mine, and kissed her deeply. This time, she’d didn’t resist opening her mouth. I ran my hand down across her boobs and stomach; instinctively, she opened her legs.
I ran my finger along the slit in her pussy and, at first, it resisted opening up. Then, my finger slipped in and found her clit, which I started rubbing. Jennie’s eyes rolled back in her head and she started breathing hard.
Along about that time, Carmen’s work on my cock got the better of me. My cock started pulsing and pumped rope after rope of cum into her hot mouth. I had not cum in a long time and there was a lot stored up. She swallowed as fast as she could, but still some leaked out between her lips. I started panting and held her by the top of her head, not that I had to force her to stay there.
Jennie grabbed me hard and her hips started humping involuntarily as she experienced her first orgasm. She pumped girlee juices all over my hand and leg and yelled loud enough to wake the neighbors. I took the opportunity to slip a finger into her fuck hole. Lubed as she was, she was still so tight that I could only get one finger in up to the knuckle. I felt her hymen on my finger tip and slowly began finger fucking her. She humped harder and faster and I think I did stretch her hymen out some, but it didn’t break. That would be for later.
Amazing, through all of this, Janet never woke up. She slept like a rock. The three of us were also pretty exhausted and we fell back to sleep.
It was time to think about impregnating the girls; after all, that’s why we were all there. I asked them about their periods. Carmen’s had just ended the day before, so she wouldn’t be ready for a couple of weeks, not that it meant we still couldn’t have sex. Jennie’s had ended about ten days earlier and Janet was getting ready to start. So, of the three, Jennie was the most ready, not only physically, but the horny little devil kept rubbing up against me and grabbing my cock, whenever she could. She definitely liked what had happened last night.
It was right after breakfast when I took Jennie by the hand and led her to the bedroom, telling the others to hang out in the living room and watch DVDs for a while. Carmen and Janet knew what was up and didn’t argue.
Once in the bed, Jennie began to get apprehensive. She was in heat and wanted it, but she knew it wasn’t going to be easy the first time.
We laid next to each other, facing each other and started kissing. I began massaging her nipples and her little hands circled my cock, getting the feel for it. I was as hard as a steel rod.
My hands drifted down her perfect belly towards her sex. Jennie opened her legs and started breathing heavier. Her chest was starting to turn red, a sure sign of sexual need. I found her hairless slit and began massaging her clit. I wanted her as wet as possible for her first time having sex. It wasn’t long before her hips began bucking against my finger. I inserted one, then two fingers into her birthing tube and began finger fucking her, slowly trying to stretch her out some.
It was getting close to time. I rolled Jennie onto her back and she instinctively opened her legs. Sliding down, I found her clit with my mouth and began sucking on it. She went wild with need, bucking, panting, and squirting girlee juices all over my face.
I slid back up and lined my rock hard cock with her virginity. With a gentle push, I got the head of my dick into her, maybe an inch or so. She inhaled deeply and tears filled her eyes although she didn’t cry out. Her pussy was clamped on my dick, almost painfully. I knew it wasn’t on purpose; she was just tight as hell.
I hooked my arms under her knees, pushed her legs back towards her tits, and shoved hard, burying four inches of black cock into her. She screamed as I tore through her hymen and the tears started flowing. I gently kissed her face and forehead, telling her that the hard part was over.
I let her rest a minute or two, even though my cock was wanting to explode.
Slowly, I began stroking her, in and out, in and out, and, on every stroke, I buried another inch of cock in her. She was looking between her legs, mesmerized, seeing a black steel rod slowly disappear into her white belly. She started pushing back against me every time I entered her. Jennie wrapped her legs around my waist and hooked her ankles behind me; past the pain, she was now feeling really good and didn’t want me to get away.
She came maybe twice before, on one thrust, I felt the sperm boiling up my cock. I blasted rope after rope of baby making cream into her and stopped, keeping her plugged so my sperm had time to marinate in her pussy and find her waiting eggs.
We laid still for quite a while when Jennie’s cute little ass started to move again. She rolled on top of me and humped herself on my cock, slowly, but obviously not painfully. This time, it was her fucking me, not the other way around and, after about ten minutes, I blasted another load into her hot cunt. When she felt it, she didn’t try to move away, but kept herself impaled on me, purring and breathing heavily.
We got up to shower and I changed the sheets on the bed. In the shower, Jennie was a little wobbly, so I washed her while she leaned on me. Her pussy was gaping, caked with, and leaking, a mixture of sperm, girlie juices and virgin blood; she was a real mess and it was going to be a while before her pussy shrank back to its ‘pre-fucked’ size. Even after glob after glob fell out of her, she was still leaking. I was proud of myself for filling her up good. I washed her as best I could, dried her off, and gently laid her back in bed with a towel under her.
I guess it was an hour or two later when Jennie finally fell asleep. I took a shower and went back into the living room to a slew of questions from Carmen and Janet. “Was she OK? How did she do?”
I told them both to relax, that the first time had been hard on Jennie, but not hard enough that she didn’t want it three times more afterwards. I got myself a drink, sat down, and watched TV with the girls for the rest of the afternoon.
It was dinner time before Jennie came out of the bedroom, walking a little bowlegged, to eat with us. Janet asked her how she was. Jennie said, “Sore, but it was soooo good. And, I want more as soon as I can”. Janet smiled and Carmen giggled. Luckily Jennie had brought her towel with her because her pussy was still leaking sperm, something that got Carmen and Janet’s attention.
Janet was staring at Jennie’s gaping pussy, a pussy that was still leaking a little. “Wow, he sure put a lot in you.”
I laughed. “Don’t worry Janet. There’s plenty left for you and Carmen”. That quieted Janet down. I don’t think, at that moment, she had been thinking about her own pussy ending up in the same condition.
It was a quiet evening after that and, when we got tired of watching videos, we all laid down and went to sleep.
When I woke up the next morning, Jennie and Janet were gone and I was getting one of Carmen’s famous blowjobs. Damn, she was good at that. This time though, she brought me right to the brink and stopped. She giggled and said, “my turn”.
Carmen was different from the other two. She didn’t have to be taught how to have sex; she knew and knew well.
Carmen flipped over on her hands and knees, legs spread wide, and begged me. “Please just fuck me. Gawd. I’m so horny. I just can’t stand it. We can talk and be gentle later. Right now, just fuck me and fuck me hard. I need it”.
How could I resist. With a single thrust, I buried 11 inches of prime black mean into her Mexican belly. At first, she couldn’t take it all, but I pushed harder, rearranging her insides to get it all in. When I bottomed out against her cervix, she grunted and swore in Spanish. I don’t speak Spanish, but I know what swearing sounds like.
“Damn! Shit! Ow! Wait!” She tried to pull away, but I had ahold of her hips and she wasn’t going anywhere. She wasn’t a virgin when we started, but she definitely got bigger as I broke her sweet cunt in. I laid atop her back so I could reach around and massage her tits at the same time; our sweaty skin sliding against each other.
I asked her if she was OK and she responded, “Damn, yes. You’re so big. I didn’t realize how I’d stretch. Keep going. Ream me out and dump your baby juice in me”.
I felt a familiar rumbling in my balls and my cock started throbbing as sperm pumped up my shaft and exploded into her. More grunting from Carmen as I felt her squiring all over my balls and the bed; she had cum with me. I shoved towards her a couple of times, just to make sure she had every inch of cock I could give her, as I pumped rope after rope of life into her.
We laid still for at least five minutes, her pussy full and plugged with my sperm. I rolled her over on her back, pushed her legs up against her tits and held them there for ten or fifteen minutes to make sure my swimmers had a chance to do their job. Carmen just looked at me and, finally, with a kiss said, “I don’t know how many poundings like that I can take, but I’m sure going to find out. If that didn’t get me pregnant, I don’t know what will.”
We both laughed. When I released her legs, a river of sperm ran out between her pussy lips. She looked between her legs and said, “You must have dumped a gallon in me. It felt so good.”
We napped for a couple of hours and didn’t hear anything from Jennie or Janet, but they had been standing outside the bedroom door, listening to everything that happened.
When we woke up, I asked Carmen if she thought Janet was ready. She said ‘yes’, but they had talked and Janet wanted Carmen there with her when it was her time. That was fine with me, but we decided to wait until the next day, mostly for me to build up a good load to impregnate her with.
I was awaken the next morning by Janet’s moaning because Carmen was between her legs working her clit into a frenzy. I shooed Jennie into the kitchen and told her to make herself something to eat, then gently kissed Janet. She was breathing hard and her hips were humping, with Carmen’s help, of course.
I expected that Carmen would take charge, and she did.
“Lay on the bed please, facing this way”. My cock was already rock hard just from watching Carmen get Janet wet.
“OK sweetheart. Get on your knees and straddle his legs facing me and hold on to my shoulders.”
Janet was a little unsteady, but did what she was told.
“OK, now lift up – higher – higher yet.”
Carmen had one hand around Janet’s back and one on my cock. When Janet was high enough, she guided the end of my cock into her dripping slit. I reached up with both hands and grabbed Janet by the waist.
“That’s good Janet. Now, lower yourself down. You’re going to do yourself so you can control the penetration”.
Using Carmen’s shoulders for balance, Janet started lowering herself down. She was determined, that’s for sure and, even when the head of my cock opened her pussy for the first time, she kept on going down. She did suck in a big breath of air and Carmen told me later that she grimaced.
Now that my cock was started, Carmen let go of it, put her hand behind Janet’s head and drew her close for a deep kiss as Janet continued lowering herself down.
Everything was going well until my cock reached her hymen. I heard her say, “Ow”, into Carmen’s mouth and knew she needed a little help. So, I put both hands on her waist and pushed her down, driving four inches of my steel rod into her. Janet’s hymen gave up and she screamed into Carmen’s mouth. Blood tricked down my cock; it was over. I didn’t push her down any more and just let Janet hold herself there.
After about five or ten minutes, the muscles in Janet’s legs started to get sore and her weight, and gravity, took over. She slid down my cock until here pussy lips were pushing against my groin.
I reached around her and began massaging her tiny breasts with both hands. She let go of Carmen’s shoulders, leaned forward until her hands were holding onto my knees, and started a slow humping. Up and down she went, then faster, as her clit started sending electric shocks to her brain. I didn’t have to move my hips at all; Janet was doing all the work.
My balls couldn’t take this kind of stimulation too long and, after only a few minutes, I blasted a huge load of sperm into Janet’s pussy. Her entire body shuddered and she stopped, her cunt walls milking me, trying to get every last drop.
Janet was breathing heavily and stopped kissing Carmen long enough to say, “Damn”.
Carmen hooked her arms under Janet’s and helped her lift up off my cock. When she did, globs of sperm fell out of her onto my belly. She rolled over next to me on the bed and curled up in the fetal position, sperm still dripping from her pussy, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.
Carmen leaned over and kissed me, saying, “Well, that was successful”.
“Absolutely”. And, we laid down and also took a nap.
And, so it began. My role, as the head of household, was to care for these three females, but also breed them multiple times. Over the next weeks, Carmen, Jennie, and Janet each spent a lot of time with my sperm leaking from their pussies. I did each of them once a day during the week and, on weekends, twice. If they didn’t get pregnant, it wasn’t going to be because of lack of sperm marinating inside them.
All of the Early Pregnancy Tests had been irradiated during the war, were unusable, and making new ones wasn’t very high on anyone’s priority list. So, we were relegated to finding out about pregnancy the old fashioned way, missed periods.
First Jennie, then Carmen, then Janet, missed and never had another period after moving in with me. Each began showing their ‘baby bump’ along with rounding butts and expanding boobs. Happily, if they were horny before they were pregnant, they were fireballs of sexual need afterwards. Sex while they were pregnant was even more fun as we could concentrate on how good it felt without the pressure of needing to impregnate them. Carmen had been bisexual when she moved in with me and the girls soon followed her lead.
My girls produced three children for me; two girls and a boy. They actually all delivered within a month of each other. For each, we waited a couple of weeks; then started the breeding process again.
Repopulating was in progress; the World was going to recover.
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