Chapter 13: A Christmas Gift(s)
Written from Sam Jr's point of view.
It's been Three weeks since We got our house to ourselves, Carol and Marsha moved in and We finally have it looking like Christmas. We had some decorations and we found a tree and more decorations over on the main islands, which is as far as we know free of people, leaving and dead. There are a few bodies if you go looking, but mostly people fled, or scavengers took them. Don't worry We don't dwell on the dead, this is a story of the Living.
My leg is to the point where I just have a little scar on it, Sara says it looks sexy. It really was just a flesh wound, the bullet just grazed my skin, but it was very painful at the time. Marsha says the little scar looks like a sperm, which I guess it does.
Anyway, the house is looking like Christmas, as are the other 2 guest houses, and the real impressive part is the houses we've actually got built. We've got every couple into their own rooms at lease, no one is having to live in tents. The housing has really gotten an uplift with a couple of the people we have being very crafty, and couple of the boys are really good with their hands.
I thought it was going to be a little weird with Carol and Marsha living with us but I was totally wrong. We have a bed room and they have their own room, and some nights we are all together an other nights we are left to our own device. Rarely we swap out and I get Marsha and Carol gets Sara, Carol and I mainly share Sara.
Tonight is starting out to be a group night. We are camped in front of the TV of all things. Very thankful we have generators and a very large supply of propane on here and on the main island. Okay there is no TV programs anymore and no Netflix, Hulu, HBO or anything like that but we have a couple Walmarts on the island and there was a few video stores on the island so we have a GREAT collection of DVD's and Blurays now. The movie of the night was a Christmas classic, "Die Hard" Just kidding.. It really was as stupid as it sounds a movie called "Night of the comet" Which was a stupid movie just like what has happened to our world except the survivors were locked in metal boxes for the night verses having parents closely related. We went through 2 rounds of popcorn, I offered up a bottle of good bourbon, and some adult beverages we rescued from a liquor store but I was turned down.
Marsha and Sara saying, "We got you, we don't need to drink!"
Carol said, "I'll have a beer if there is any?"
I said, "Sorry, the beer has gone past its fresh date." So we settled on some sweet tea.
Carol and I each had an end on the L shaped couch, Sara had her head in Carol's naked thigh. Marsha was against me my hand resting on her bare hip. I can see why Carol likes Sara, the light of the TV made her skin glow, from her red painted toenails, up her creamy white legs to that wonderfully tasting pussy covered in such a lovely red hair, her hips were curvy. Sara's waist was curved up to her rather full breasts that her lovery red hair was partially covering.
Marsha felt wonderful against me, She felt so small and tiny and just lovely to look at. She had shaved off her pubic hair and her mound was perfectly bare and it made her look so young. I haven't had a chance to experience it bald. Her pussy lips looked so puffy and inviting like her breasts. If I didn't know better I would not think she was over 18. Her puffy little nipples topping off her small breasts were just mouthwatering. We would never have made it through the movie except for the fact that we had been looking forward to some just down time and to relax. Being the day before Christmas Eve, we just wanted to kick back. We have lots of presents for the younger one on the island, We don't have a lot of kids on the island but we do have some they mostly hang in and around the housing we built.
When the movie was over the biggest comment was, "Why does all the stuff work, everything on the main island is not working." If you haven't seen the movie, check it out. Sara had her hand under Carol's leg, my guess is she may have been playing with carol's pussy or maybe just sharing a touch. Marsha on the other hand, had dropped her head down to my lap and was now giving me one of her famous blowjobs. Swirling her tongue around the head of my cock followed by burring my cock up to my pubic hair and repeating this time after time until I laid my head back giving in to the rush of feelings. With my left hand I found her pussy and started fingering her wet slit. I wasn't going to last and when I came I tensed, feeling my middle finger slipping into her. My slippery finger penetrated her anus, she squirmed back against it and a few strokes in and she was cumming, making a little wetspot on the couch beneath her.
We had never done anything anal before, and I would never fit into her so I never even touched her asshole before. Marsha said, "Oh..that was different... that felt good and different.. Maybe warn me if you do that again."
I softly replied, "I'm sorry I just tensed up and you seemed to like it."
"Don't be sorry, I just want to know its going to happen." Marsha said.