After the Impact

This story is outside my typical lanes. I welcome any feedback as there is more to this story. much more.

A big thank you to my very special muse.

Living in the Midwest the change came slowly but inevitably.  Friends, family and normalcy ground to a halt. Reaching out was no longer a viable option as trust left everyone. Keeping to ourselves was a mode of survival.

When the end began my group was a handful of friends, my wife and my cousin Jess.  Our group was very efficient and worked very well together. I was our leader by default but I conferred regularly with Jess as her and I were typically on the same page. Over the course of the first year we lost one of our group to sickness, one during a scuffle with road bandits and my wife. My wife couldn't take the strain and had become very emotional and down. This life was not worth going on in her mind. She took her life shortly after a year in our new world. It was rough on everyone but we had no time to grieve. We had to survive.

In year 3 after impact or 3AI, we found a gated community that with a little work created a home for us that was easy to defend and allowed us to grow food and have some comforts of our previous life. Shelter, food and sustainability. We began to have hope again. Even the occasional thought of rebuilding was beginning to be discussed. We even had other survivors join our community after heavy vetting. Throughout all this Jess was my right hand and decision maker. I was extremely grateful for her as we had always been very close before the changes.

As our leader, decisions were constantly at the forefront of my days. Jess shared my house from the time we found this place so we were constantly discussing improvements as well as future plans.

One major improvement was establishing running water to a few of the houses, one being mine. It was a major accomplishment of hard work and ingenuity.  After cleaning the shower head I was excited to see it work. Stripping down to my underwear I climbed in and turned the knob. As the cold water covered me I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Jess, standing outside the shower, was thrilled as well. Without thinking I grabbed her arm and pulled her in. We were both laughing with joy at our success.

I said "all we need now is to find some soap."

"Soap won't do much good with these dirty clothes on." She said laughingly.

"You're right, next time will be a real shower then."

I couldn't help but notice how the water made her clothes hug her gorgeous body. I was hoping she didn't notice how that was affecting me. I turned the water off and grabbed a couple towels.

Jess was already pulling off her wet clothes as I turned around to throw her one. It was the first time in a long time that I looked at something truly beautiful. In all that we had gone through it was a feeling that was vacant in my life. Removing her clothes removed the hardship of our world and revealed the existence of beauty and attraction that had been missing.

"Sorry."  I said staring at her in her underwear.

"That's OK cuz, nothing you haven't seen before." She said drying off her stomach and tits.

We kept eye contact for what seemed like minutes.

"It's good to know I can still do that to a man even in this fucked up world." She smiled.

"Do what?" I said

"That" she said directing her eyes to my midsection.

As I followed her gaze I realized my cock was rock hard and creating quite the tent in my wet underwear.

I smirked a little.

"You could do it back then and still got it." I said. "That's one thing that has never changed."

Neither of us were bashful about inspecting each others near naked bodies. Frankly we were taking our time and I for one was not trying to hide it.

"Take those off so I can hang them to dry." She said pointing at my underwear.

"Yes ma'am!" I said with a half hearted salute.

Pulling down my underwear caused my cock to spring up and make a smacking noise on my stomach. We both laughed as I handed her my wet clothes and pulled the towel around my waist.

"I'll need that too." Jess said pointing at the towel.

Without hesitation I pulled the towel and gave it to her.

"My my." She said getting a good long look. "If we weren't cousins I'd put that to good use."

"We're in a new world now, old social norms don't apply." I said giving my cock a few strokes.

"How'd I know you'd say that." She said as she walked into the next room and started hanging up the wet clothes.

When she finished with mine she disrobed out of her wet clothes. I couldn't take my eyes off her.

"I know you're looking and I'm fine with it." She said over her shoulder.  "If you need to relieve that thing, it's ok with me but on one condition."

"What would that be?" I asked

"I get to watch.  She said turning towards me. "It's been a long time for both of us."

I was already stroking my cock as she turned.

"Can't refuse that offer." I said. "But the show won't last too long I'm afraid."

"I understand."  Jess said sitting on the edge of the bed 5 feet away.

She spread her legs ever so slightly as she got comfortable. Her gaze moved from my hand to my eyes.

"Begin."  She said quietly.

At that her eyes returned to my engorged cock.

I slowly stroked my full length and squeezed out what felt like a tablespoon amount of precum, wiping it on my head and shaft as I kept a steady rhythm. I wanted it to last forever but I knew it was only seconds before I erupted. She never took her eyes off my cock which made it even hotter.

Quickening my pace the end was near.

"I'm almost there." I half whispered closing my eyes.

"Let it go, cum for me" she said in a quiet voice.

Those words were like a lightning bolt to my cock. My body convulsed uncontrollably as the initial rope of cum shot in the air.  The second, third and fourth were all equally forceful. I opened my eyes and noticed some had spanned the space between us landing on her thigh. Euphoria had taken me over.

"I'm sorry about that." I said bashfully as she wiped up the small pool of cum from her thigh with her finger.

Jess then stood up, walked over and ran her finger across my lips.

"I'm not." She smiled.  "That was a good show, cuz."

"Thanks for your help." I said. "Best audience ever".

Over the course of the following weeks our interactions remained consistent. Our community was aware of Jess and I's family ties so we conducted ourselves professionally in public. It was very important to Jess that we kept our standards as leaders of this group. An occasional grope or feel wasn't beyond us though. It was exciting and we truly did love teasing each other. Beyond the playful touching, our extracurricular relationship remained only visual.

On one of my excursions outside our community walls I came upon what looked like an old truck stop with a separate building without a sign. It looked like a storage building, nothing noteworthy about it.

After scoping the area I ventured into the truck stop and was able to scrounge a few things that the road bandits had missed, canned goods, medicine, etc.

I had lost track of time and realized too late that nightfall was upon me. More than a handful of miles away from home I decided to find overnight shelter where I was.

This truck stop definitely would not work as it was open to the outdoors and didn't have any place besides the restrooms for cover. No way was I staying in the shitters so I went to scope out the other building.

The good thing is there was only one entryway and that had metal protection gates and the doors were solid. I confirmed no other entry points.

"Looks like I will be sleeping under the stars tonight" I mumbled to myself looking at the roof.

Using a scrub tree and my rope I made it up on the roof with ease. I was in luck because there was a skylight which I opened and shimmied into the building.  As I hit the floor and turned my flashlight on I let out a laugh.

Hanging above the entry door was a "welcome to the Lion's Den" sign.

I found myself holed up in a porn shop. It looked untouched since the fall. Dildos and sex toys of every size and shape hung proudly in original packaging. Before settling in I toured the space to make sure it was safe but there was a part of me that wanted to see. The watching booths made me laugh, I was envisioning being in the booth sliding my cock through the gloryhole and having a hot piece of ass swallow it whole. I laughed out loud wondering if anyone was standing here during the fall. Weird.

Collecting my thoughts I ventured into the back room where I found unopened UPS boxes that never got unpacked. I inventoried several box knives, tape, zip ties and batteries. The trip wouldn't be a complete bust.

Smirking, I thought "there is one thing I do want to bust."

Man was I funny I thought to myself.

I made a comfortable bed behind the counter and started combing through a handful of magazines I'd picked out. Feeling slightly ashamed didn't stop me from pulling out my semi hard cock while I looked. It didn't take me long to empty my load. The last time I had cum was with Jess I thought to myself.

"She would love this place." I thought.

My cock was beginning to swell again.

My marital sex life was very vanilla and old fashioned so a lot of the items I was looking at were foreign to me.

But when would I have an opportunity like this again?

I pulled a couple "Pocket Pussies" out of their packages and put them to use. After 4or 5 strokes I realized lube was needed. I was in heaven. I pumped and pumped cummimg twice in short order using the magazines as aides. Id never used toys before so I was ignorant to their benefits.

The third time I used my imagination and the first person I thought of was Jess.  I pumped my throbbing cock imagining that was her tight pussy I was thrusting into. Deep pumps imagining her on all fours pushing back against my thrusts, her beautiful tits swaying in rhythm. It felt like I filled the toy completely full with cum. That last orgasm was euphoric.

I fell asleep with my cousin's imagined pussy still  wrapped tightly around my cock.

Next morning I woke up refreshed. My hiding spot was safe and I slept hard. Walking around, aided by the morning light coming in through the skylights, the array of toys was even more impressive.  Through my experience, I opted for the second toy I used last night, the first being too tight. I packed it in my bag along with a cock ring, a few bottles of pills and assorted dildos I thought Jess might enjoy using.  I opened one of the UPS boxes and the toys inside were all for woman so I taped it back up and took it with me. It would make a funny Christmas-gift for Jess I thought.

As I was readying myself to climb up through the skylight I noticed something directly below on the floor that seemed out of place.

A pair of gloves. Women's gloves. Women's gloves that seemed familiar but I couldn't place.

Fuck it. I stuck them in my pocket and ascended up to the roof.

After scoping out the area from the roof and deeming it safe, I ran towards the cover of the trees and in the direction of home, carrying all my new goodies.

Nearing the walls of our town I placed the UPS box in a hidden place where I could sneak it in later.  I didn't want our people thinking this is what I'm out looking for on my excursions.

As I approached our entrance, the guards alerted everyone to my arrival and opened the gate. The first person waiting for me was Jess. She hastily walked up to me and I could tell she was angry.

Relieved but angry.

"My god, if you weren't related to me I'd knock your dick in the dirt!" She said grabbing me at my shoulders.

"I wouldn't put my money on you in that fight." I said smiling for forgiveness.

"I apologize. I explained. "I made it out further than I thought and time got away from me.  I tried calling but no one answered,".

We both laughed and she gave me a hug. This hug was different than all the others. There was deep feeling in it. I felt a level of comfort melt over me. I was truly home.

"You had me worried to death," she whispered in my ear. "I was on my way out to find you last night but they wouldn't let me go."

We have always loved each other but this was a different level of caring. Stronger. Deeper. I could feel it in our embrace and hear it in her voice.

"I will never intentionally put you in that position again." I said looking deeply into her eyes.

I wanted to kiss her so hard but remembered  the boundaries.

"I will tell you every detail when we are alone." Raising my eyebrows for effect.

Jess pulled my pack from my shoulder "let's make our way home then!"

As she walked towards our house, I couldn't help but stare at her beautiful, shapely ass and think about what I imagined the night before.

"This feels really heavy, you must have hit the motherload.' Jess said looking back over her shoulder.

"You won't be disappointed." I smirked looking up from her ass, meeting her gaze.

"I've never been disappointed with anything your packing."  Making a point to look at my cock while saying it.

The rest of the walk home Jess added a little more sway in her step. God, I love her.

Making our way into the seclusion of our home I began sharing what I'd found on my excursion. Jess seemed very interested in the details and asked many questions.

"Trust me, if I ever lose favor here I'm moving into the lions den." I said jokingly after explaining my night.

"What did you do with yourself all night?" She asked.

"I was in the truck stop for most of the time so don't get too many dirty thoughts." I said going through my pack.

"Sure, alright." She smiled. "I remember those places from before and what they were all about."

"Ok, you got me. I said with my back to her. "I did allow myself some me time last."

As I finished, I placed my items from my pack on the dresser in a line.

"You pervert!" Jess said laughing hysterically.

"Pervert?" I feigned disgust. "These are very valuable tools that will come in handy."

Jess picked up the pocket pussy and gave it the eye test.

"You're right about a couple things." She said opening the end cap. "They're something to cum in using your hand!"

"You're  a fucking comedian." I replied. "Also I wouldn't put my fingers inside that right now."

I watched Jess' reaction as she quickly pulled back her fingers from the opening.

"You sick fucker!"  She cried out with a smile. "You were fucking this thing all night last night, weren't you?"

"No, not all night." I said matter of factly. "Just 3 times."

"You know you're supposed to wash these out each time?" She said looking at me sternly. "If you don't keep it clean your cock could fall off."

"We don't want that to happen now do we?" I asked looking into her eyes.

"No, WE don't.  That's why I'm going to clean it right now you disgusting little pervert."  She couldn't hide her smile as she giggled.

As Jess was in the kitchen washing my new toy I finished unpacking my bag. Putting the rest of my find on top of my dresser. I would be lying if I didn't want Jess to see my other finds, particularly the cock ring.

Remembering the gloves I'd found, I pulled them from my pocket and placed them on the dresser as well.

"Jesus, It looks like you fucked this thing into submission!" Jess said laughing.

"I did." I replied confidently. "It was begging me to stop because it felt so good."

"Who's the comedian now?" She laughed. "I'm guessing I would have heard a different story if I were there."

"Just the screams of passion." I joked. "And you were there the 3rd time."

There was silence as I thought about what I had just said. It's one thing for us to be experiencing each other from visual stimulation but I wasn't sure how she would take the fact I was imagining fucking her and jerking off to it to boot.

Jess wondered back in from the kitchen running her wet hands over the inside out toy. She had a puzzled look on her face.

"Run that by me again?" She said quizzically.

"What, that you were there the 3rd time?" I played stupid.

"Yeah. Explain to me what that means." She said staring at me intently.

After a pause to think about what I should say I came to the conclusion of......fuck it, just tell her.

"It means that the first two times I used a couple magazines to help aide me while I used the toy.  Deep breath. "For some reason I thought of you so the third time I imagined fucking you while using the toy.  I know you don't want to hear it probably but it was the best feeling of them all and biggest cumshot by far."

I waited for her to respond but she kept cleaning the toy in a stroking motion, paying close attention to each ridge. Her cleaning motion replicated what I could only imagine if she were giving a handjob. It was turning me on.

Watching her facial expressions I could tell she was trying to add it all up in her head.

After what seemed like an eternity of silence, Jess' eyes met mine.

"How were you fucking me?" She asked softly.

"What?" I said even though I clearly heard the question.

"When you were sliding your cock in and out of this toy and imagining it was me, how were you fucking me?" She said again but firmer.

I had never lied to her and wasn't about to start now.

"I......I was fucking you from behind.  Doggystyle." I said looking at the toy in her hand.

I was getting hard reimagining the scenario in my mind as I told her about it.  Jess turned and walked back into the kitchen without a word. I was sure she was pissed so I did not follow.

"Come in here." She said from the kitchen.

I walked in and leaned against the island as Jess finished rinsing the toy and popped it right side out. She placed it on the towel and turned facing me.

"How was it?" She inquired.

"It was really, really hot." I said feeling more confident.

"Was I on my hands and knees or was I bent over a counter, like this."  Leaning down over the island she gave me a perfect view of her beautiful ass.

By now I had a raging hard on that was aching for attention.

"No, you were on elbows and knees with your tits hanging down and your beautiful ass arched up." I said with effect.

"Oh, I see.  Maximum penetration....." she whispered.

"Yes." I muttered.

"Can you show me?" She asked.

"Like the position I was in?" I asked confused.

"Yes, the position you were fucking me in." Jess quickly responded.  "But I want you to use the toy as well. I want you to fuck the toy as you were fucking me that night."

"I'm not sure I.......I stumbled.

Jess interrupted. "Judging by that huge bulge in your pants the answer is yes.  Plus I've seen that hog in action before remember."

"I guess I could give it a shot?" I said somewhat embarrassed.

"It's only fair." Jess shot back. "You got to fuck me so I want to see you."

"OK."  I agreed. "Put the toy back together while I get my pants off."

While Jess busied herself with the toy I was busy freeing my rock hard cock from my pants. Kicking off my shoes and pulling off my pants, I finally felt a small amount of relief as the cool air made contact with my cock and balls.

I admitted to myself that I was aroused for what was to come. Mostly excited for Jess to watch me fucking her, even if it was in our minds.

"Holy fuck!" Jess exclaimed as she turned to face me. "I've seen it before but each time I'm surprised by it."

I was subconsciously stroking the full length as Jess stared. I truly enjoyed her watching me.

"Did it get bigger over the last month?" She asked.

"I remember reading a study a long time ago that said use it or lose it, so I guess since I've been using it......."