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 Mf, preg

   The light fog added a moisture to the air.  The coolness of the night
wrapped around her like a wet towel, sending a shiver up her spine.  She
was lucky she knew the area so well, or she could have easily become lost.
She looked through the trees at the house where he lived, slightly smiling
at the one electric candle burning in the kitchen window.

   She kept to the path walking as stealthily as she could manage.  Since
the plague human beings were a bit of a rarity, and this one was a man, she
hoped that he was alone then she could start a brood.  She walked around
the house noting the solar panels on top and the small windmill that
obviously gave some electrics to the place.  She wasn't too sure how
electrics worked.  She had only been in school for a few years when the
plague came and her reading and writing skills were never more than
rudimentary, survival was more important.  At fourteen she knew she could
breed but she wasn't sure how it all worked.  A few people that she had
encountered had called her names; she didn't know the meanings of Cunt
hussy, home wrecker.  Of course these words came from the mouths of women
who had men, and they guarded them jealously.  She didn't understand why
but after the third try she decided that she wanted one too.  She watched
him working in the house she had no idea what he was doing but he seemed to
be moving around.  There was a pen of Chickens and some hogs in the yard.
She understood why she was now in the middle of nowhere, cities were no
place for a girl, no place for anyone who didn't have bangers.  That was
another thing she didn't understand.  They were devices, which were held in
the hands and made a loud bang, and then whomever they were pointed at
exploded in gore or sometimes there was just a neat hole in them and they
died, well usually they died.  She waited as the mist burned off.  She hid
in the tall grass by the house waiting.

   The door opened and the man walked out.  Followed by a large black dog,
she trembled the only dogs that she had known were known to tear people to
pieces, they roamed the cities in packs and attacked anything moving she
had only just escaped one pack not a week before, they were terrifying
creatures.  The dog barked and stood still as if frozen, "What is it boy"
the man asked, "you see something?" the dog remained frozen.  "Seek" the
man said and the dog bounded across the field in a straight line for her
the man following quickly after her.  She pulled her knife and turned and
ran she knew she was useless with the knife but it was the only defense she
had against the large animal.  She managed maybe fifty steps before the dog
was growling on her heels.  Captain "Hold" she heard the man say and she
could hear his foot steps as he followed her she ducked into the brush
finding a tree to hide behind she could feel the branches scratching her
bare arms.  She wanted to cry but she knew if the dog got her she was as
good as dead.  The sound of the steps grew stronger as if the man somehow
knew where she was.  "Come on out" she heard him say.  She could see his
shirt it was better tailored than the ragged and torn t-shirt she was
wearing it looked to be very comfortable.  "Girl come out I ain't gonna
hurt you"

   "What about the dog?" she yelled back finally deciding the futility of
her situation.

   "Oh Captain he won't hurt you either." He said in a sure voice.  She
scrambled from under the overgrowth and crawled out he was maybe five feet
away she could still probably hurt him if she had to.

   "Well come on" He said "supper is cooking and I ain't go time for your
foolishness if you want to eat then come on." She stood and followed him he
didn't even look back she could attack him with his back turned, she could
she knew it but the big black dog made her nervous and her stomach growled
she had only eaten a handful of acorns in the last day and those had made
her almost sick the sour bitter taste still lingered in her mouth.  They
reached the threshold of the house and the man stepped inside and the dog
followed.  She could run now get away.  What was that smell, sweet like and
wholesome like the cooked rats she had smelled once or twice.  She found
herself inside the door as her stomach overruled any caution she had. 
"Well sit down," he said there were three chairs next to the table.  She
found herself sitting as the man placed a bowl of hot steaming mud colored
goo in front of her, and a round circle of brown, it looked like a rock,
but it smelled soo good her stomach gurgled loudly and her mouth was
watering.  "Well" the man said "sounds like your hungry don't wait for me
I'll be along in a moment or two with mine and he handed her a silver tool
with a round end that had a depression in the middle of the round end, she
figured it was for the liquid she put the spoon into the goo and brought it
to her mouth, it tasted Devine, she thought that she had gone and died, it
was so rich and thick, she started shoveling it into her mouth.  The man
sat down with his own bowl of soup.  "Slow down there easy don't want to
make yourself sick" he said.  And she paused looking at him "Your about
half starved aren't ya?" She nodded, eat some of that bread he said
pointing to the brown rock on the table.  She lifted it up and it was
surprisingly light she bit a chunk out of it and slowly chewed the sour
flavored gummy food.  "You got a name" he asked

   "Sara" she said as she gulped down the bite of bread.

   "Nice to meet you Sara my name is Martin, an this here is Captain" he
said his fingers ruffling the dogs ears.

   "Will you breed with me?"

   "Well now that's one hell of a question to start off with?" He chuckled

   "I need to find a man to breed with that's what women are for to keep
and protect and breed with their man, you will be my man won't you?"

   "How old are you?" he asked and she shrugged

   "When was your birthday?"

   "September second"

   "Okay that's a start how old were you when the plague hit?"

   "Seven"-she lied it seemed like an important lie.

   "Well that would make you right around seventeen or eighteen then
wouldn't it?"

   "I don't know," she said around another mouthful of soup

   "It would you been bred before?"

   "No I never had a man before"

   "do you know how it works?"

   "Um not really..."

   "Well why don't you take a break from eating there is plenty more later
if your still hungry.  And lets get a look at you."

   He got up and she followed him into a room with a large quilt covered
bed.  Lets start with this he said lifting up her torn too tight t-shirt.
She let him his eyes lingered on her small tight little breasts and bright
pink nipples, which were embarrassingly hard.  He opened his shirt somehow
and put it in a pile with hers.  He drew her close her legs between his as
he sat on the edge of the bed.  He brought his lips to her nipple brushing
it slightly.  The tingling sensations that shot through her were new and
exciting and she gasped as his warm mouth enveloped her whole nipple the
pink areola disappeared beneath her lips his rough hands were gentle as one
cupped the small of her back and the other cupped her other breast his
thumb grazing lightly on her sensitive nip.  She felt warm feverish as if
her whole body was on fire and it seemed to pulse outward from her breasts
and the place between her legs.  She nearly fainted as his mouth sucked on
her tender little bud and then she felt his lips against hers it was like
melted butter the softness against her lips and she felt herself wanting to
taste his mouth and their tongues touched and played in his mouth the soft
supple feeling of his chest pressed against hers, the course hairs of which
felt delightful on her bare breasts.  She found her self gasping and
trembling as the unfamiliar feelings coursed through her.  He pulled away
and looked at her his dark brown eyes looking like warm forest pools.

   "Is that it she gasped?"

   "No..." he smiled "that was just the warm up."

   "There is more?" she gasped

   "Yes" he said softly into her ear

   "Well show me I want to do it now?" his hands slipped down her sides and
he pushed her pants down to her ankles and she stepped out of them and
removed her sandals.  He also took off his pants there was something
different about him he had something sticking out from him it was huge like
another arm it was almost as big as her forearm and as thick too she
thought measuring it with her eyes.  He laid back on the bed and beckoned
her to join him.  She quickly joined him.

   "Now this" He said pointing to the enormous extra arm "Goes right in
there" he said pointing to the slit between her legs.

   "There is no possible way it will fit" she said

   "Okay then" he said putting his arms over his head "if you don't want to
breed I'm not about to force you but that's how it works"

   "Are you sure?"

   "Positive"

   "You've done it before?"

   "I have"

   "Well if you're sure" she said her small hand wrapping halfway around
the enormous tool, it felt hot in her hand, "what is this?" she asked
examining it closely her small delicate fingers feeling the velvet soft
skin and iron hardness.

   "That's my cock" he answered watching her

   "And your sure it goes in here?" she said pointing to her tight little
slit he nodded she got up and straddled him she brought the head of his
cock against her juicy gash and slowly pressed...she kept on the pressure
and spread the lips slightly and pressed harder and then she felt it
slipping in, she put all her weight on it and there was a pain and then she
found herself impaled on his hard cock her hips against his.  "It hurt" she
moaned, "no one told me it would hurt"

   "Just wait and the hurting will pass" he said she could feel his cock
twitch inside her and she felt suddenly that was exactly where it belonged.
She waited she could feel herself stretched impossibly on his iron hard rod
and the pain gradually subsided.  She felt his hands on her hips holding
her steady.

   "its gone" now she said softly "he lifted her hips slightly and she
could feel the friction on that long pole almost pulling her insides out,
it felt so good and the being completely full again as her hips slapped
against his.  She caught on to the idea and planted her feet so that she
could ride up and down the wonderful joy pole.  It was so wonderful being
so filled and the feelings inside her were incredible.  And then Martin
gasped "Oh here I cum" he groaned she could feel him spurting something hot
inside her, it was wonderful and it felt like she was floating on the water
and the current was pulling her to more and more wondrous places and then
she screamed.

   She opened her eyes Martin was laying beside her his cock looked smaller
"Are you okay?" he asked

   "I want to do that again?"

   he smiled "you'll have to wait until I'm ready again" he said

   "Well I mean is there anyway I can um you know hurry it up?"

   "Well you could always suck on it and see if you can't get it back up to
where you want it"

   She took the limp cock in her hand and thought about it a moment and
then she stuck her tongue out and licked it, it wasn't that bad she thought
she'd eaten worse things she started sucking on the head and surprisingly
it grew she bobbed her head up and down imagining it was not her hungry
mouth but her hungry pussy that was on this wonderful cock.  When she was
satisfied that it was hard enough she straddled him again and stretched her
pussy over his cock once more she started off slow like before but found
that she wanted it faster to feel her pussy smack against his groin. 
Faster harder she pounded herself against him she could feel his hands on
her nipples and she loved it she could feel the waterfall coming again and
she went faster her hips blurring as the cascades of pleasure washed over
her and then she felt more coming and she whimpered as the strength left
her legs, they felt like jelly and his strong hands lifted her and pounded
her pussy brutally onto his cock.  She felt the white-hot goo streaming
inside her as explosions in her head brought stars to her eyes.

   She didn't know how long she lay in the bed but when she opened her eyes
he was gone she poked around the house there was more stew so she ate some
and bread she loved bread she had no idea there was anything so wonderful.
It was almost as good as breeding.  She examined herself her pussy was
puffy and swollen and there was white good leaking from inside, that was
what he spurted inside of me she thought.  She took a small bit from her
slit on her fingertip and tasted it.  She wanted more...