Rachel followed although she did not think it was a good idea. "Are you sure? This is the only building around, they'll come in!"
"I know. It's fine, trust me." He opened the unlocked door and stepped inside the building.
Rachel followed him, glancing back at the mob of infected closing in on them. She did trust Tom but a nervous squirming in her stomach made her hesitate. When she saw the beam of light land on his intentions, Rachel felt relief and knew Tom had come up with a good plan. She shut the door and followed Tom to the abandoned vehicle.
Tom shut the front doors of the firetruck and quickly gathered up a couple blankets from the sleeping area. He used the blankets as curtains, closing the rear doors so they would hold them in place. Rachel jumped into the back seat and Tom followed her. They threw their packs into the front compartment to make more room on the small bench seat and snuggled together. Rachel's small, 4'10'' body fit snugly against Tom's larger, 6'2'' form. She felt warm and comforted by the contact but feeling safe was a premium in this life. Before long, the sounds of the infected made it to the building.
Meaty slaps and thuds began as the mob of infected tried to beat their way inside the fire station. The pleading and begging was hard to understand as the voices blended into one wail of torment. The impacts began to increase as the infected became increasingly frantic to get inside the building. After a few minutes, the sound of shattering glass preceded a groan of triumph and the infected poured into the fire station like a stream of water.
Tom and Rachel stayed quiet as possible as the firetruck rocked and jerked from the random bodies hitting into it. The infected were capable of chasing someone in a straight line but once out of sight, they seemed to lose the trail immediately. Infected beings could not think around an obstacle, they only knew how to go forward. After a long while, the random bumps from wandering infected tapered and the singular voice of a mob broke apart into individuals. Tom and Rachel were sweating from the stress and the heat inside the truck but they were more relaxed now than they had been inside the house. The firetruck was solid and held up surprisingly well against a mob.
Rachel was dozing off when she felt Tom stir. He moved slightly and she felt something stiff press firmly against her ass. Even now, after the night they had, he wanted to have sex? The man was insatiable and luckily for him, Rachel was the same way. She returned the gesture by slowly rolling her hips to add to his friction. With her signal, Tom rested a strong hand on Rachel's hip and pulled her body against him as if he could force his way in through their jeans. He was incredibly hard and she quietly gasped as the force of his lust sent a thrill through her.
Rachel reached down and unbuttoned her belt and jeans. She slowly and carefully rolled her pants down, just enough to clear the curve of her round ass and expose her bare flesh to the humid air. Tom fumbled at his own belt and buttons until a fully loaded cock slapped against the back of Rachel's thighs. Both of them were careful not to let their belts make any unnecessary noises. Rachel reached back and found Tom's cock. It was slick with precum and she took a moment to rub it over his shaft. He moaned in pleasure, not far from her ear and she smirked over her shoulder at him.
Rachel moved her hips and lined Tom's cock up. The black hair on her pussy was already beaded with her own lubricant and the precum mixed in to make a mess of her pubes. She slowly rolled back, taking him into her wet pussy without any resistance. She engulfed his long cock entirely and sat pressed against him as her body adjusted to the invasion. Tom's hand snaked under her shirt and groped her small, firm breasts. Both of them were careful to keep their moans in check. Occasionally, the thump of a body would hit the truck but none of the infected remaining in the building seemed interested in them. Their cries of hunger were nothing more than whispers now.
Tom used the limited room available to begin moving. He pulled and pushed Rachel's hip in time with his gentle thrusting and she let him steer her body wherever he needed it to be. His cock always felt huge in her small body and it tugged the walls of her pussy as if it was trying to turn her inside out. Before her experiences with Tom, Rachel would have a hard time reaching orgasm. With him, she had a hard time keeping count of how many he gave her. Instead of crying out in pleasure, Rachel's body began to spasm and twitch. It was as if the effort of keeping the orgasm quiet was causing her body to freak out. She became stiff as the lightning bolt of pleasure shot through her lower half and then oozed into waves of euphoria. Tom's hand pressed firmly against her lips as sounds began to slip out. His strong grip on her face sent another jolt of pleasure through her.
Tom was breathing into her ear as his thrusts picked up an urgent force. "I'm close." Rachel answered by squeezing the muscles of her pussy to make it grip his cock tighter. He groaned and his hip movements became less rhythmic and more sporadic. On the final thrust, Tom pushed his cock deep into her and Rachel felt it twitching against the hard knot of her cervix. She felt the warmth of his cum as it shot up into her body and filled her pussy with long sprays. He was backed up from too long without release and her body was receiving the interest. Another orgasm circled her stomach as his cum began to spill out of her and made her thighs slick.
Tom felt his balls lunge with the effort of sending their load into Rachel. It felt primal, a deep need to coat her insides with his seed. On top of that, a couple of days without this release made it all the more intense. His cock was still twitching, spilling the last of what his body could send in lazy streams even as the orgasm released his mind. Although he did not purposely abstain from orgasming recently, he saw the benefits of letting the tension build. Not that he would choose to do so again.
Tom did not pull his softening cock out of Rachel. He pulled her closer and snuggled his bearded face into her neck. She smelled like sweat, blood and dirt, the musk of the hard life they lived. He was used to it and breathed her in as if she was wearing perfume. His lips traced soft kisses on Rachel's skin and she hummed appreciatively as sleep began to pull her down. A thud from outside the truck did not even bother the lovers. They stayed locked together and slept peacefully for a few hours.
Rachel woke first, seeing dark and colorless shapes in the firetruck. The sun was rising but it was still early enough that her eyes could not make out more than silhouettes. It only took a few seconds for her mind to catch up with the present time and what they had done the day before. She listened carefully, showing down her breathing to make it quieter but she could not detect anything outside the truck. It seemed that the infected moved on while they were sleeping.
Rachel felt an uncomfortable stinging from her pussy and realized that they had fallen asleep without cleaning up. Their mixed cum had dried and effectively glued them to each other. Tom's cock should have shriveled up and fallen out of her but it stayed hard enough to keep lodged in. Rachel carefully reached down and ran a finger over the soft bulb of her clit, sending small tendrils of pleasure into her pussy in an attempt to loosen herself up. It felt good, offering a little pleasure in the discomfort of these steamy sleeping quarters. She was trying to be quiet so as to not wake Tom but as her pussy warmed up, she felt his cock begin to stir.
Tom woke up slowly, feeling a warm sliding on his cock. He nearly began to piss, his asleep mind only registering the warmth and full bladder but his consciousness stepped in at the last second. He became immediately aware of Rachel and her body as she rolled her hips against him. She was fucking him with long and slow strokes, torturing and satisfying him at the same time. Tom sleepily wrapped his arms around her little body and snuggled into her as if she was a teddy bear. He let her do the moving until her slow pace became frustrating.
Tom reached down and tugged her pants the rest of the way off her legs. He pulled his cock free of the vice grip she had on him and turned her to lay on her back. He pulled her legs up and placed them on either side of his face. He nibbled, kissed and licked her calves as he aimed and pushed his cock back into her body. He did not mind that she was not smooth as she had been before the world ended. There were much worse sacrifices to pine for.
She groaned as he pushed in, the size and weight of him replaced the air in her lungs. In this position, Tom reached Rachel's limit even though he was not entirely inside of her. He still tried to push in, gaining a little more of her depth before she hissed out in pain. He retreated slightly and began to take long strokes that kept her between pleasure and pain.
Rachel was in a ball, pressed against the firm door of the firetruck. Her pussy was a mess with the fucking Tom was putting on it, feeling stretched to the max and vibrating with the force. Their cum was becoming a frothy mess and he was dripping sweat onto her body. The feelings were incredible and it did not take long for an enormous orgasm to build inside her. Their sex musk filled her nose and she longed to have the taste on her tongue. Even though they were alive and well, she felt like an animal in heat. For a moment, she could almost relate to the mindless need of the infected.
The orgasm broke suddenly and Rachel could not stop the grunt from escaping her mouth. Tom's hand quickly covered her lips and Rachel bit down on his fingers. She squealed into his hand as the pleasure became a rush and her pussy gushed with the force of her inner contractions. She nearly blacked out as Tom turned her mind into a scramble of emotions and pleasure. She wanted to feel his strength and heat. She whispered up at him, "Don't hold back. Cum. I want it, baby. Give it to me."
Tom's thrusts became forceful as if he was trying to drive her body into the seat. She took each blow and kept her eyes locked on his. His face twisted with the incoming orgasm and she opened her legs and pushed her hips down. Tom's cock broke free from Rachel's pussy but before he could complain, she wrapped her slender hands around it. It was slick and sticky with cum that she now used as lube. She stroked him quickly and waited for the moment his orgasm broke.
The hard cock in Rachel's grasp, jerked violently and a long rope of cum burst from the slit. Rachel felt the hot cum hit her lower stomach and her covered chest. Belatedly, she realized her shirt was still on but it was too late to stop this. She kept pumping the swollen cock as she opened her mouth. The next cum shot hit her upper lip, dribbled down into her mouth and coated her tongue. She felt a few more shots land on her lower stomach and then the last of it oozed out onto her hands. She continued to stroke and squeeze the cock until it gave her that last stubborn drop.
