World's End the Last Arrivals

Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx, Yorkshire England.

Please note that I am a British female, and I write in British English and vernacular, so for me a fanny is the correct term for female genitalia, a pussy is a pet cat, and the ass is a bum or arse.

I apologise for any typo errors in my story - I edit these myself, and I'm not perfect...

This is a continuation of my Worlds End scenario, for full context you ought to read the other stories first.

We hadn't seen anyone in the grounds for a few months, Natalie and Joe had been the last arrivals. We had decided that we would risk trying to kill a deer to get some meat into the freezers, and so built a rudimentary hide from some old canvas tarpaulins and unused garden stakes. The day was wet and overcast, days like this the deer tended to stay in the cover of the woods.

Joe and I went out and assembled the hide near the usual deer run. The plan was that Joe would take out a shot gun and two crossbows. If possible he would use the crossbows, if that failed then the shotgun. We would collect the fallen animal with the forks on the skid steer and then move it to the rear of the house and leave it hanging.

After a few days we would butcher it, burying the innards and inedible bits over by the woods, digging a pit with the excavator, again on what we hoped would be a rainy day, our thinking was that it was somewhat less likely that people would be out and about on rainy days, and that the sound of the rain would mute the sound of the engine, so our vehicles may not be heard.

At the rear of the house, using some of the lumber that I had accumulated from my saw mill, we built a frame to hang the deer from. I would replace the forks on the skid steer with the bucket, and catch the entrails etc in the bucket, hopefully not leaving a bloody mess near the house.

We had not listened to the radio for some weeks either. There had been no news that was relevant to us. We had heard earlier in the incident that the rains had been worldwide and that crops had failed all over the world. We had hoped that the problems would be northern hemisphere only, but it seemed not. We decided that we would keep ourselves to ourselves.

We also decided that we would plant some onions and sweetcorn at the rear of the house if spring ever arrived. If that worked, the following year we would try also some potatoes, there had been quite a cache of seeds and dried tubers in one of the rooms in the Government bunker, and we decided that was worth an effort. But that was the future, it was nothing like spring yet.

Amanda had her baby, a girl and we called her Hope. I was quite busy now as a father to three baby girls and with Natalie now also pregnant, the bunker would be filling up, we needed to try and do something to supplement our food. The future of our community also needed a boy to be born. Perhaps Joe and Amanda could make that happen, I tended to be with Alice and Natalie had declared herself off duty, her words, once her belly had swelled.

I was playing with the twins and Joe was outside in the hide. I had the skid steer ready, it had taken a bit of starting, not having been used for a year, but with the help of some ether it started, I left it running at the rear of the house for an hour and then turned it off. We would only start it again if we needed to.

I stopped playing with the girls and Amanda took them away and I was watching on the CCTV, Joe and I agreed the deer wouldn't appear for about an hour after we had been outside, that was their usual habit. I wondered if we would ever see them again if we did manage to kill one. Joe said he would stay in the hide for a while after the kill, if there was one, so that the deer wouldn't see him emerge.

We had no idea if deer operated like that, we weren't hunters, we would probably move the hide for the next kill or attempted kill. Alice came in, her stomach just beginning to show. She pulled her knickers down and facing me, she sat on my lap. My dick got hard and she raised herself and fisted my dick through the hole in my underpants and then impaled herself with a gasp.

"Why?" she asked, "do I feel the need to have you shag me so much? I was never really a sexual person." She began to rock back and forth, my dick sliding within her, her fanny wet and providing little resistance.

"I don't know baby, perhaps it is my magnetism, perhaps it is all the pheromones circulating in the air, perhaps you have just simply become randy, I don't know, but, whilst I am able, I am happy to provide a service." She punched me in the shoulder.

"A service, a fucking service?" She punched me again and then laughed. On the screen the deer were grazing their way across, there could be action any moment, I just hoped they went close enough for the hide for Joe to use the crossbows. I closed my eyes for a moment as Alice pushed down hard and squeezed her fanny, clamping my dick.

She sighed and then gasped, her orgasm had arrived. Mine had not, I suspect I was too distracted, perhaps I was simply getting too old. I opened my eyes and kissed Alice and then looked at the screen, a deer was laying on the ground, twitching in its death throws. Joe had succeeded. I didn't mention it to Alice, she didn't need to see a dying animal.

Alice stood and kissed me, "I'll see to you later" she said, "I know you have work to do." She left without looking at the monitors, she knew what was happening and she had agreed that she didn't need to see. Nor, she had said, did she need to be involved in the butchery, but, if needed, she would.

I watched for another twenty minutes before Joe crawled out of the hide an approached the animal. He turned and walked back to the house. After about fifteen minutes he appeared. He had secured the bookcase and the safe door and then stripped, leaving his clothes in the gun room before showering.

"It's fucking cold out there still," he said, "I am bloody glad to be back here in the warm."

"How did it go, I didn't hear a shot."

"No, my first bolt hit it in the neck and it went straight down. Other deer started running and they were gone. The bolt went through, it will take some finding, and I am afraid that the deer bled out. I know we didn't want that, but it happened."

"No worries. In the wood mill I have some quick lime, I'll spread some over where the blood was and then spread some soil, hopefully that will kill the scent and not attach any predators, we have no idea what is out there, my guess would be feral dogs, but I don't know."

We later used the skid steer to grab the deer and take it round the back and hang it by its back legs onto the frame. I went and swapped the forks for the bucket and grabbed some quick lime. Back at the kill site I spread the lime and then went back to the hanging deer, parking so that the bucket was directly under the frame.

Joe had a large knife that he had spent days sharpening and honing, it was time to gut the carcass. I was glad it wasn't me. I love meat, but actually killing and then butchering an animal made me feel just a little squeamish I had to be honest, but Joe just got on with it, a swift cut of the knife from top to bottom.

The bucket worked well and caught all the innards and remaining blood. When Joe was happy that all that was left was meat I drove the Skid Steer away to the hole that I had already dug with the excavator. I tipped the bucket and the remains fell into the hole. I left the bucket tipped so that as much liquid could drip out.

I grabbed the open pack of lime and spread it over the guts in the hole, and then used the bucket on the skid steer to grab soil and half fill the hole, my hope was that the soil would also clean the bucket. No one wants to find their bucket full of maggots. I left the skid steer and walked to the back of the house, Joe had the carcass finished.

The plan was to leave it to hang, but we were both concerned that it would attract undesirables, carnivores and flies, so we decided that we would take it inside and prepare it and freeze it. We carried it between us into the kitchen of the house, and Joe cut it into primals, or what we thought were primals. These we put inside large plastic bags and carried down to the mud room for butchering inside the bunker.

Things were quiet for a few days, we had decided against killing anymore deer until we had tried our first venison from the freezer. If it was edible then it was worth proceeding, if not, then there was little point in killing more animals. I had started watching the cameras again, mostly to see if the noises that we had made had garnered any attention. "Joe," I called.

There were two people slowly walking from the woods, Joe joined me at the monitors.

"What do you think?" He asked.

"Looks like a male and female, and they are walking very slowly, I wonder if they are injured or in pain."

"I'll get dressed and meet them," Joe said.

"I'll stand back with the crossbows, just in case," I said.

Joe put on a pair of dungarees, I simply grabbed the two loaded crossbows that we kept in the mudroom. We went up, opened the safe door and then slid the book case open. I closed the bookcase behind us after we had gone through.

Joe opened the front door and went out, I remained behind in the shadows, one crossbow on a strap over my shoulder, the other in my hands. I watched as Joe walked out towards the two individuals. I knew that Amanda, Natalie and Alice would be watching on the monitors.

Joe stopped and I could hear that they were talking but not make out the words. Joe put his arm around the girl and helped her walk, all three coming back to the house. I stepped to one side and all three entered, Joe shutting the door behind them, me standing to one side with the crossbow at the ready.

"This is Mary and Martin," Joe said.

"Hello," I said.

"They need our help, they have only eaten berries for a few weeks and are at the end of their tether, they had planned to come into the house to get out of the weather and expected that they would lay down, go to sleep and not wake up."

"Right, well, we can't have that," I said lowering the crossbow. "Let's get them inside, showered and warm."

I went on ahead and opened the bookcase and safe door, Martin seemed able to walk the steps unaided, Joe held onto Mary, helping her down the steps. I fixed the bookcase shut and closed and locked the safe door. At the bottom Amanda had the mud room door open.

"Welcome," she said, "please come through, take your clothes off and go into the shower, you need to be decontaminated and then we can take you through to the bunker.

Neither said a word, they just followed Amanda. They took their clothes off and stood under the showers which Amanda then turned on, passing each soap and a scrunchie. Mary and Martin simply stood naked and slowly washed themselves, eventually clean skin began to show, I could only guess how many months it had been since they last washed. When they had done, Joe and I stripped and showered.

They stood facing us and slowly a little bit of embarrassment at being naked began to emerge. Martin putting his hands in front of his dick, Mary a hand over her boobs and another over her crotch.

"Right then," I said, "no need to worry, you are safe now. Down here we don't tend to wear clothes, but if you feel the need, then there are some simple toga's over there, or, like us, you can just wear knickers. Let's get you inside, get you a warm cup of tea, and perhaps some food, something easy like mashed potato for now."

Amanda took them through to the main bunker and sat them down in the dining area.

"I have the kettle on guys, my name is Alice," Alice said, "and who are you?"

"I am Martin, this is my sister Mary, we kind of had to hide, it is not great out there. There is no food, and there are bands of men roaming looking to kill people to eat, after raping the women first."

It sounded as bad as I expected it to be.

"Well," I said, "you can be safe here, if you want to stay." I didn't mention the rule that once you come in, you can't leave, not alive anyway. I had long resolved that I would have to kill anyone that wanted to leave, there were babies in here that needed protecting. I hadn't mentioned it to anyone else, but that was what I had decided.

They were both very thin, each had their ribs showing, and their bodies looked gaunt and strained. They would take some weeks to regain their strength and it would be a while before they could make use of the gym that we had found in the new older part of the bunker.

I explained about sleeping, how there were no rules except that No Means No, that they would be expected to muck in and help once they had got their health back. They decided that they would sleep together, Mary was still very uncertain and wary, so the comfort of her brother would be a help. They decided to keep the togas on for now.

I was still monitoring the camera when I could, often in the company of Harriet and Rebecca. They could walk now, or rather toddle, but words were still aways away. They would point to the deer on the monitor and say something, but it was just a sound. I would say 'deer' and point to the screen, but the word that they came back with was just a sound, although they both made the same sound.

Mary and Martin both recovered quite quickly once they had decent food inside them, and Martin made use of the Gym, Mary didn't as far as I could tell, but she may have done yoga or something similar in her room. I was sat with Alice drinking coffee when Mary came in to join us. She had ditched the Toga and was just wearing knickers.

"Hello," she said, "it seemed silly being the only one covered up."

"Your call," I said, "but be aware, I am a man and my eyes will stray."

"Idiot," Alice said thumping my shoulder, that seemed to be her favourite spot. When I asked her why there, she said that she didn't want to damage the essential goods.

"What is the set up?" Mary asked, "I mean really, who is with who, if you know what I mean."

Alice answered, "there isn't really a set up as such. We are all pretty free and easy. Adam and I tend to sleep together at night, but Adam could get together with Amanda or Natalie if they wished. Joe tends to sleep with Natalie, his sister, but also sleeps with me or Amanda, it is all very flexible. You can do as you wish, we won't hold anything against you whatever you decide."

"I don't understand why I feel so randy." Mary said, "It is unlike me, I mean really."

"It is like that down here," I said, "we have noticed it too. Don't fret about it." Looking at her I could see that she would probably be late twenties, early thirties perhaps, it would be difficult to tell after her brush with starvation. She had a small but appreciable pair of breasts, there was a fanny bulge under her knickers and her red hair was a nice change to the blonde I was used to.

"How, I mean, you said that Adam might go with Natalie or Amanda during the day, I mean, how does that happen, is it like, book a meeting sort of thing?" She said to Alice.

"God no, look if you fancy a bit, just tell him and off you pop, as long as he says yes, and to be honest, he is a randy bugger and I doubt he would decline an opportunity to sow his seeds."

At that point Amanda came in with the children and the conversation ended and much bouncing of toddlers on knees occurred. It was good to hear Mary laugh, it had been a long time coming. We hadn't asked her about her experiences outside, our expectations that they would simply be too traumatic to contemplate or recount.

Amanda was having a snooze, Alice was looking after the babies and Natalie and Joe were with Martin in the gym. I was sitting in front of the monitors when Mary came in.

"Everyone seems to be doing something," she said.

"Well, you are welcome to sit with me." I answered.

"I would rather we did something else." She looked at me and then her eyes dipped and she looked down as if embarrassed.

I stood and faced her taking her face in my hands and I leant down and softly kissed her, my lips sliding across hers, my tongue pressing at her purse. She pressed against me, her boobs squashing against my chest, her nipples hard with arousal. I took her hand and led her from the room.

There was a sort of neutral bedroom that we used when we were not with our usual partner and it happened to be just a couple of rooms away from the cctv room. I took Mary there. Inside the room I took her in my arms and kissed her again, my one arm dropping and my hand slipping inside her knickers.

She gasped and I lay her on the bed, and slowly pulled her knickers down revealing a red down covered fanny. I leant forward and inhaled her aroma, oh so sweet, I couldn't help but dip my tongue between her fanny lips and taste her. As my tongue found her fanny entrance she gasped and her hands held my head.

I ran my tongue around her entrance and then slowly moved up her valley, dipping into her urethra briefly before pushing her clitoris out from its hidey hole. Her hands gripped my head tighter as I pressed against her clitoris. I ran a finger underneath her, along her perineum and across her fourchette and pressed slightly inside.

Her bum lifted and she gasped loudly, her fingers squeezing my head as I pressed deeper inside her, a finger a deep as I could go, her fanny squeezing tightly, squashing my finger. I eased it out, ran another circle around her entrance and then pushed back in with two fingers, Mary almost screamed, it was just a muted squeak.

I chewed her clitoris, I pushed it, I licked it, I left it and then went back, all the time my fingers were inside her, opening and stretching her. Her gaps were getting more frequent, they were getting louder and the pressure on my head was increasing. I eased my fingers out, paused, and then plunged them back in. In, out, in, out, finger fucking her as I tongued her clitoris.

This time it was no muted squeak, she screamed loud and her fanny clamped my fingers like a vice, her bum lifting high in the air.

"Stop, God, Stop," she gasped not realising that I was already stopped. Her body relaxed back down to the mattress and I slipped my fingers out of her fanny. I eased away and then up to lay next to her.

"Jesus," she said.

"No, just me."

"I have never," she said, "like that."

"Okay, well, now you are here and you are safe, there are no inhibitions, and you can let your hair down."

She got to her knees and pulled my underpants down, my dick flicking as she pulled the waist of my underwear passed it. She took my shaft in one hand and slowly she wanked me, her mouth right above my glans, almost taking me in, but not quite.

"I've never done this," she said.

"No worries Mary, it isn't a requirement, you do what you are comfortable with. We could stop now and that would be fine," I said, after all, it was early days with Mary and we had no idea about her and Martin's history, sexual or otherwise.

"Dad raped me," she said.

"Well, there is no rape here, only survival and pleasure."

"Again and again. Martin got me away."

I said nothing, to be honest we had kind of suspected that had been what would have happened. Probably like that for most women and girls out there, we tried not to think about it.

She kissed the end of my dick, and I thought that was something, I wasn't going to push her. She moved her hand faster and faster, wanking me more and more, her face still close to my dick. I could feel my balls tighten, the little pinch pain deep inside me, and I knew I was going to come.

"Mary, I'm going to..." I tried to warn her, but I couldn't, my dick erupted, shooting my spunk on her face and into her mouth as she gasped. I slumped back onto the mattress feeling spent.

"That's okay," she said, "that's what I have done for Martin, you know, I couldn't actually do more, not with him."

I sat up and took Mary's face in my hand, ignoring the smears of spunk and I kissed her gently. "Mary, it's okay, there are no expectations here. You do what you are comfortable with. You might prefer going with one of the girls, whatever, there are no demands of you."

"Thank you," she said softly, "but next time I want you to do it to me, properly. I want it to be a nice experience to erase the bad ones in my memory."

I went and took my turn at playing with babies and as they ran around the room that we reserved for them, Martin stood in the doorway.

"Don't fucking hurt her," he said, "just don't"

"As if anyone here would," I replied.

I called them babies but Harriet and Rebecca were toddlers and Hope was not far behind, she could crawl with quite a pace. Amanda and Alice were preparing some lunch and Natalie came in to sit with me.

"She got to you before I could," she said.

"Oh? Well, I am just charging my batteries, and i thought that you were on a bonking sabbatical" I answered with a smile.

"I want you inside me, I need a top up, sabbatical or not."

"I shall be happy to oblige, but I am with the babies at the moment."

"I know, I am just being open."

"I look forward to opening more of you later," I said laughing.

"Good. Now, pass me Hope, she needs Aunty cuddles."

Mary and Martin were now eating the same food as us, a few weeks in the bunker had pretty much got their health back. Their view was that any more residents would be unlikely, it was pretty primitive out there. No animals to be seen in any fields, their guess was that they had all been killed and eaten.

Any solo person was likely butchered and eaten too, such was the level of starvation. We decided, as a group, that we would not look at the monitors apart from deer watching. Mary and Martin were pretty much on their last legs when they got to us, and they had only come here to die, it was unlikely that anyone else would make it to us.

I was laying in bed with Alice, my hands at her crotch, her hand on my dick, as we softly kissed at the end of another day. Alice's stomach was swelling nicely as were Amanda and Natalies, there would be more babies, and we hoped one of them would be a boy. We knew that the reality of life in here meant that waiting until age 16 was unrealistic, and that when their bodies were ready, then they probably would, but as we always said, there were no rules in this post-apocalyptic world.

A few days later I was going through the freezer for a haunch of venison, we decided that we would give it a try. Mary came and stood next to me.

"Are you busy? You know, when you have finished here."

"No, not especially."

"Can we go to the room?"

I knew exactly what she meant, and I of course was not about to turn her down, her confidence was fragile enough.

"Yes, of course we can, I would like that. I'll see you there in a few moments."

I put the frozen venison on the stainless-steel drainer to defrost overnight, washed my hands thoroughly and headed to the room. Mary was laying on the bed, her knickers off and her fanny shaved.

"Nice new look," I said, "I approve."

"Amanda suggested it, she said it was better all round. She helped me, you know, shave it off."

"Oh, I bet that was fun," I smiled. Amanda had kept that little action quiet.

She blushed a very bright red. "Er yes, well, I can't exactly see down there."

I pushed my underpants down, dick at attention and sat on the bed. I bent to kiss her newly prepared fanny and she held me back. "No," she said, "today it is my turn."

I have learned not to argue with a woman, I smiled and lay down, my hands at my side, my legs slightly apart. Mary leant over me and kissed the end of my dick, her hand holding my shaft, she squeezed and then pulled my foreskin down, watching as it rolled over my rim and fully revealed my glans.

Her tongue licked all over my glans and under my rim, I was gasping with pleasure, my fingers began clutching at the mattress. She closed her mouth around my dick, sucking, licking, her other hand holding my balls, rolling them gently between her fingers as her original hand gave me a slow wank. A finger grazed my perineum, I gasped, she pulled back.

"Are you alright?" She asked, "only you sort of gasped, like in pain."

"God no Mary, that was in pleasure, pure pleasure."

Mary went to her knees and straddled me, her fanny over my dick, her hand holding me, guiding me as she sank, my dick pressing through her entrance, past her opening and plumbing her depth, my foreskin dragging back as my dick filled Mary, my rim scraping along her insides across her ripples and bumps, Mary gasping as I filled her.

She sat upon my groin, her fanny completely absorbing my dick, her mouth open, her breath gasping and then she rocked back, my dick sliding out of her, my glans once more covered, her weight more backwards. She held position and then rocked forwards again, my dick once more reaching her depth, Mary gasping, me revelling in the flow of pleasures.

She leant forward causing my dick to move back towards her entrance, and she kissed me, her lips sliding across mine, her tongue dabbing into my mouth and then she sat up again, again my dick buried deep inside her. She closed her eyes and rocked back and forth and I caught site of Amanda and Alice at the doorway, smiles on their faces. I gave them a secret thumbs up and they returned the gesture and left.

Faster and faster Mary moved, back and forth, my dick squeezed in her fanny, my balls dangling free between my thighs. I had my hands on her buttocks, a finger pressing close to her sphincter, I pushed a little more and it gave way a little, but I didn't push all the way, just giving her a hint of what may come.

I could feel her fanny pulsing on my dick, little squeezes that became bigger squeezes, my foreskin rolling off and over the rim of my glans, my balls twinging, I was close, I knew I was so close. I gasped and then took in a huge breath and held it as my dick exploded within her, filling her fanny, flooding her womb with my seeds. Mary gasped and her fingers squeezed my arms as she stopped rocking, her fanny clamping hard on my softening dick.

She eased back, my dick fell out and she rolled onto the side and then lay half on me, cuddling me, her fingers playing in the greying down on my chest. I doubted the bunker would get more adults, but if I had anything to do with it, there would be many more children. In a few years they would be having children of their own, and the cycle would continue and what ever world was outside in the future would be theirs.