Family Survival: Main Thread
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				Title: <strong>Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-04-2017, 00:22:42</strong>
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				<strong>Intro:<br></strong><br>After months in the woods - for better or for worst - the Smith family packed back into their minivan and made the long drive home, back to civilization. Or at least what remained of it, but they didn't know that yet. Even so, their home was in a new neighborhood up in the wooded hills on the outskirts of some nameless suburb. The nearest city was a good two hours drive. They had moved there recently, about a year ago, to get away from the grind of daily life in a city. <br><br>Andrew hated being cooped up in the city, full of cars and people and pollution. It had made weekend trips to the outdoors tougher but even more special. But why make it a trip when you could live out there in the first place? The development they moved into was still under constructions and there was one of the first houses to be completed. He had arranged for a neighbor to collect their mail and cut their grass. He wasn't worried about a break in but it was good to keep up appearances.<br><br>It was a long hike out, back to the car and it was already getting late by the time they had everything packed up and ready to go. Darkness descended on them before they hit their first paved road. It was a three hour drive back home so it was pushing 1AM by the time they finally got there. Out here, in the rural areas, everything closed early so he was not surprised to see no other cars on the road or any open gas stations along the way. But that was fine. They had enough to get home.<br><br>Their path lay on rural roads so it was quiet and Andrew had to do his best to stay awake and alert - deer and other animals often could be found on the roads. Everyone was so tired that they were dozing so he kept the radio off. Finally, the streets looked more familiar and they soon pulled into the neighborhood and up to the garage. It opened, operated off of a bettery, and he pulled the van in beside his truck. He was glad to see it was still there. <br><br>Once inside, none of the lights worked. There seemed to have been a power outage due to a storm, he reasoned. Luckily, flashlights were on hand and each member of the family made it safely to their beds. Andrew stripped naked, too tired to even shower, before sliding into bed with his wife.<br><br>"I'll check the power tomorrow." He murmurs, kissing her goodnight&nbsp; before cuddling up against her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-04-2017, 00:24:18</strong>
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				Posting Format:<br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[b]Name:[/b]<br>[b]Location:[/b]<br>[b]Tagged:[/b] </code></pre><br><hr><br><strong>Name:</strong> Andrew<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bedroom -&gt; Garage<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Josette, Open<br><br>Andrew, like normal, was the first to wake as the sun peered through the windows. They were all on sunrise-sunset timing given the three months they had spent out in the woods with no alarm clocks. He yawned and stretched, feeling the warm body of his wife next to him. He smiled softly to himself and rolled over to see what time it was. The clock stared back at him blankly. Apparently the power had not been restored so he would have to go and check the breaker box in the garage. <br><br>Great, he thought, barely home and already doing work. Sighing, he rolled back to Josette and slid his hand up her stomach to one of her breasts, squeezing it firmly as he leaned over and kissed her on the lips. " Hey, baby. You can lay in. I'm going to get up and check the power then head into town to do some food shopping. Love you!" He finishes, giving her breast another squeeze before pecking her on the lips again. He slid out of bed.<br><br>He stood to his full 6'2" tall and stretched again. If his wife was looking, she would see his toned and taned back and shoulders, bulging with muscles, and his tight white&nbsp; ass that gave way to toned legs as well, a shorts tanline clearly evident. He padded over to the bathroom and took a quick, cold shower. He was used to the coldness of the water and with the power out there was no way it would heat up but he needed to shower! Once freshened up, he pulled on a pair of jeans and snug shirt before heading downstairs.<br><br>All the perishables had been disposed off before the trip so they had cereal and spaghetti left, nothing else. He bypassed the kitchen and went to the garage, using a flashlight to see in the darkness. The breakers were all fine, he soon discovered, even flicking them on and off a few times. Still no power. He pondered that for a few moments before heading back inside, wondering what could possibly have taken the power out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-04-2017, 01:44:08</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Richard<br><strong>Location:</strong> Richard Bedroom -&gt; Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><br>Richard had dozed in the car ride home and stumbled up to his bedroom without the need for a light. He tossed his large frame down onto his comfortable bed and was soon asleep. He woke up a few hours later to strip to his boxers and get under the covers. He was lights out again as soon as his head hit the pillow.<br><br>Despite his love for the outdoors, he also loved a nice, comfortable bed. If he joined the Marines, he would not have a comfortable bed for a few years. Could he live with that? If he went to school on a soccer scholarship, he could enjoy a nice, soft bed every night. Could he live with that? The choice still was not easy.<br><br>Despite the late arrival and the comfortable bed, he was still up within an hour of his bedroom window filling with sunlight. He yawned and stretched and finally sat up, glancing around his spartan room. Sure, he had some soccer trophies on a shelf and all that, but otherwise he kept things pretty minimal. Bedrooms were for sleeping in. Nothing else as far as he was concerned.<br><br>Eyes glazed with sleep, he got up and trudged down the hallway in his boxers and into the bathroom. The water worked fine as he turned the sink on and started to brush his teeth, unaware of all the other problems they were soon to face as a family. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Honeycrisp</strong> on <strong>03-04-2017, 02:34:01</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Hannah Smith<br><strong>Location:</strong> Twin's Bedroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harry<br><br>The rock was really pretty.&nbsp; <br><br>It was a piece of river smoothed agate, all swirls of blue in every hue.&nbsp; Periwinkle and cornflower almost like her eyes and powder blue and even some ultramarine.&nbsp; She'd shown it to Harry a few days ago when she'd plucked it from the shore and he'd said it was pretty and listened as his twin went through the colors with him but Harry didn't get it.&nbsp; It was okay.&nbsp; Most boys, most people in fact, only had 8 Crayolas in their head and just called things blue.&nbsp; Sometimes she wondered if they saw the world in shades of eight and felt sad for them.&nbsp; Mom was a little better, she always talked to Hannah when they remodeled or bought something new to accent a room and even if her daughter's taste was not the right flavor for the decor, her color sense was impeccable.&nbsp; She loved it when Mom tapped into her for opinions, made her feel smart for once, like the rest of the family.&nbsp; Hannah knew she was different and mostly didn't care on the negative side but everyone liked to care when it was happy making feelings.&nbsp; <br><br>"Harry," she said and nudged him with the back of her head.&nbsp; Inseparable since birth the twins shared a room still and even though there were two single beds they usually shared just one.&nbsp; Last night she had made Harry pull the mattresses off and onto the floor because sleeping that far off the ground after three months was worrying.&nbsp; The twins were across both mattresses, Harry on his back with his arm over his eyes and the other resting on his sister's tummy.&nbsp; She lat with her head pillowed just below his rib cage, legs slanted up at an angle towards his head.&nbsp; <br><br>For her nudge all she got was his hand twitching on her tummy, fingers scratching roughly at her skin and she giggled a little bit before trying again.&nbsp; "Harry, wake up.&nbsp; I want to show you this swirl in it I found," she pushed the agate against his hand on her belly and tried to get him to hold it.&nbsp; It was useless, Harry was just too out of it.&nbsp; Hannah sighed and pulled the rock back and returned to looking at it.&nbsp; Her mind painted a river sprawling between banks littered with blue clay, worn away by time and Nature's patience, and she could see an image for a drawing in her head but it was fuzzy still, like she needed her inside her head glasses to focus it like her outside her head glasses did for normal things.<br><br>Frustrated that she couldn't see it right, Hannah felt her anxiety rising.&nbsp; It needed an outlet, needed to be channeled into something that would either let her be creative or let her energy find a way to be gentled back inside, put away until she had a way to let it out.&nbsp; It was so frustrating, so unfair.&nbsp; Her friend Becky got the same way but she just pulled out her journal and wrote, page after page filling with the mystery of the written word.&nbsp; She had that outlet and usually Hannah had her colored pencils, her chalks, her watercolors or even just finger paints sometimes, bright primary colored swirls of it as much on her hands and body as on whatever she was using as a canvas and just as happy doing it as one of the Old Masters like Renoir.&nbsp; <br><br>She really needed Harry.&nbsp; Needed him to wake up and talk and understand what she saw and help her with it or help her push the energy back inside.&nbsp; Turning her head one way she looked up the plane of his chest and saw his arm still shadowing his eyes.&nbsp; Turning her head the other way she saw that the other part of him was awake, standing to attention like a soldier her Dad had been and her older brother wanted to be.&nbsp; Not like Mom though because that was just silly.&nbsp; Scooting down, Hannah rolled over onto her tummy and rested her head on her hands, then leaned forward and took Harry's morning wood cock into her mouth.<br><br>Mom had been firm about them going off pacifiers while still toddlers.&nbsp; Harry hadn't cared but Hannah had been all but inconsolable without hers.&nbsp; Mom stood firm though and that soon led to Hannah sucking her thumb, or Harry's thumb when they escaped the separated beds and crawled in with each other.&nbsp; She never did it in public, never did it around her Mom, and had learned to hide it but Hannah still sucked her thumb when she was anxious.&nbsp; Around the time they passed their sixteenth birthdays, Hannah had found something else to suck that made her feel calm and made Harry super proud of her.<br><br>Mouth and lips and tongue made a light suckling motion, not really trying to wake Harry up or make him aroused, just something to keep Hannah's head from whirling into pieces and spilling out.&nbsp; As the girl sucked her twin's cock she turned the agate over in her hands, eyes peering into the swirls and rough spots alike.&nbsp; She felt her tension begin to fade and thought she was so lucky to have the best brother in the world.&nbsp; Harry said they had to hide it, like her thumb sucking, because no one but them would understand so she kept an ear out for anyone coming towards their bedroom.&nbsp; She thought she heard Dad and Richard but wasn't sure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Emi</strong> on <strong>03-04-2017, 03:08:54</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kimberly "Kim"<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kim's bedroom -&gt; Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Andrew<br><hr><br>Like the rest of the car, Kim fell asleep long before they even hit the pavement road. Every time she was in a car...hell anything moving that she wasn't driving in and it was going to be a while made her crash out. Since she had such a nice little three-hour nap, Kim was much more awake when they got back to the house finally than the rest of her family, who all seemed to have mumbled and went to their beds. Kim followed suit as the lights didn't seem to work, however, she didn't go to sleep right away. Unknowingly to her, she was like her daddy when it was bed time. She stripped naked and the clean sheets and comfortable bed greeted her. The three-hour nap kept her up and after what felt like eternity, more like half an hour, she finally decide she would...tire herself out and spent the next twenty minutes pleasuring herself and trying hard not to moan. Finally, she passed out.<br><br>However, as the sun came up, Kim was determined to sleep just a little longer and rolled over as the sun started to peak through her window. This, of course, didn't last long as people started to wake up and move around in the house. After trying to "remember" her dream, a nice little dream she wanted to get back too, she gave a loud sigh as her now awake brain made the dream an unattainable memory. Giving a loud sigh, she threw the blankets back. Which was regrettable as the colder morning air nipped at her naked body and she flinched slightly. Mumbling grouchily, she got up and moved to her closet. A somewhat older robe was inside, making sure to wear at least panties and a tank top, she pulled the robe on and left the room. She could hear someone in the bathroom and she rolled her eyes, she would just brush her teeth later, she thought as she headed to the kitchen instead.<br><br>Once at the kitchen, she looked through the cabinets, and unsurprisingly, there was nothing inside. Great, now what was she going to have for breakfast besides some milk-less cereal?! Hearing someone in the garage, she peaked through the door that connected the kitchen and garage and saw her dad. A wide smile on her face, she had always been close to her dad. Maybe more so than she should be, but she shrugged that off years ago. "Daddy," she said while giving a small smile, "will you go to the store? I know the lights are out....but...I'm hungry," she gave big puppy eyes towards him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-04-2017, 03:32:42</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Harry<br><strong>Location:</strong> Twins Bedroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Hannah<br><br>Harry had not slept well for three months.<br><br>Sleeping on a 1-inch think inflatable pad in a sleeping bag had been his living nightmare. He hated the woods and didn't see what was so special about trying to survive in a tent - especially since humans had developed much more comfortable living conditions since the Stone Age. He didn't see the draw to this sort of lifestyle at all. Humans had evolved god damnit! His twin sister, Hannah, seemed perfectly comfortable out in the woods, lost in the little world of hers that he could barely begin to understand most of the time. <br><br>It ws also because of his twin that he was going to have to spend one more night sleeping on the floor.<br><br>He didn't argue or say anything at her request. He had long given up trying to act like things were normal with her. He loved her. He really did. Even if she drove him up the wall sometimes. But when you loved some one with, well, metal issues...you just did what you did. So he had pulled their mattresses down onto the floor, stripped down to his boxers, and slid under the covers to cuddle with his twin. They had always cuddled, even in the tent they had shared they were able to do that.<br><br>They had always found solace in each others arms even as they grew up and got older. He wasn't sure if it helped ground her and calm her down or what, but he didn't mind. Especially lately, when one of her comfort methods - sucking things - had turned in his favor. He had woken up one morning with her lips wrapped around his morning woody. It was too erotic for him to make her stop and felt too good. Since then, he had been more than happy to offer that appendage to help calm her down, settle her mind. Of course, it wasn't something they could do in public, but he wasn't complaining. <br><br>Those semi-frequent blowjobs, coupled with a few handjobs here and there, had helped get him through the three months out in the woods. As far as he was aware, no one knew that the twins were&nbsp; *that* close to each other. <br><br>It was to that pleasant feeling that he woke up to, something warm and wet wrapped around the head of his cock, sucking softly.<br><br>"Mhm, good morning Hannah-bear." He murmurs softly, squirming slightly, parting his legs more for her. He slid his hand across her back and over her side, gently fondling her nearest breast a little. She never asked him to make her cum or go down on her afterwards, though she did allow him to touch her. He wasn't sure if going down on her would trigger something in her or not so didn't push it, despite having a growing desire to explore her body and taste her sweet nectar. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Honeycrisp</strong> on <strong>03-04-2017, 12:13:44</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Hannah Smith<br><strong>Location:</strong> Twin's Bedroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harry<br><br>Hannah squirmed to move herself into a more comfortable position once Harry spread his legs and soon found one.&nbsp; It put her between them, her feet and his feet pointing in the same direction even though her position meant that hers hung off the mattress and rested on the floor.&nbsp; That was okay because the rug was soft and the tiny caresses of its pile felt nice after being outdoors for the last several months.&nbsp; Hannah stopped sucking for a bit, just held Harry in her mouth, while her toes explored the rug and plucked at it, until a gentle thrust of his hips upwards reminded Hannah she was doing something else.<br><br>"Sorry," she mumbled around his cock, and turned her attention back to it.&nbsp; Harry's fingers continued to stroke her skin.&nbsp; He knew just how to use the back of his knuckles, or the pads of his fingertips to trace out all the special spots Hannah loved to be stimulated.&nbsp; Some of them, like across her spine just below her neck, felt so soothing and relaxing that just resting his hand there helped her go to sleep.&nbsp; It was different when Harry caressed her small breasts, or tweaked a nipple.&nbsp; That sent the strangest sharp hot tingles into her tummy and sometimes made her feel like her skin was shrink wrapped onto her body.&nbsp; Then there was her neck, the side of it and below her ear and along her jaw.&nbsp; Touches there were a little bit of both and she arched into them like a cat when Harry teased her. <br><br>Hannah wasn't stupid.&nbsp; She knew the touches made her body respond, made her feel things including things that were leading to sexual arousal.&nbsp; Mom made sure all of the girls knew about their bodies if even in a clinical way and Hannah had friends, girlfriends, who talked in a much more oh-my-gosh way.&nbsp; But it wasn't like that between them, even if it felt that way.&nbsp; What she and Harry shared was so much deeper than a boy and a girl messing around.&nbsp; It was just how they were, like now.&nbsp; <br><br>Harry's cock in her mouth made Hannah feel centered and good and happy.&nbsp; Harry liked it too even though it was different for him but still made him happy.&nbsp; It wasn't sex, it was just...twinstuff.&nbsp; It was why he never touched her back like a boy would a girl he wanted to be with, and never did for her what she did for him because Harry was always centered and not like her.&nbsp; <br><br>Sighing in contentment, Hannah balanced the agate on Harry's hard stomach and moved it up and down until she got it at just the right spot where she could both suck on him and see the intricacies of the patterns while looking up.&nbsp; Her tongue began to make sympathetic swirls across the bottom of his cock as she thought about them and from time to time Harry's thrusting hips or his hands on her head guided Hannah's motions and work in silent direction.&nbsp; When she felt he was close, Hannah reached out and took one of Harry's hands in her own, twining their fingers together, and looked up at him with adoration and absolute trust in her pretty blue eyes, wondering how he wanted to finish it, needing his cues to make it just right for him.<br><br>Hannah loved her brother so much and he was so good to her.&nbsp; She didn't know of any other brothers who were always there for their sisters, not even Richard.&nbsp; Harry was the other part of her soul and so nice to let her settle down this way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sally Aces</strong> on <strong>04-04-2017, 00:22:05</strong>
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				<hr><strong>Name:</strong> Josette<br><strong>Location:</strong> Bedroom -&gt; Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Andrew, Kim, Open<br><hr><br>When Andrew woke and shifted, Josette pouted in her sleep and reached for him. Though she was known at work to be a hard line, precision oriented, tough as nail bi... professional, at home, with the man she loved and the children she adored, she was a softer, warmer and more cuddlesome person. It was like she'd learned that to succeed out in the word you had to force it to meet you on your terms, prepared to prove, 'yes, I'm the best' in every moment. With Andrew, she'd created an oasis of tenderness and affection that meant so much to her. Here, she didn't have to be the strong one, she had him for that. NOT that she needed him to be strong, she just liked allowing him to show his love by doing the things a man can do to care for his family. Yes, it was terribly anti-feminist of her, but didn't having the power to chose mean determining when to give up 'power' and just give into love?<br><br>Hearing Andrew's sighs made Josette snuggle closer to him and his roving hand made her arch her back and press her body into his caress like a lazy cat that was being petted. She kissed him back and reached out to him, inviting him to stay and continue lavishing his attention on her. Although she very much wanted to, she said nothing to gain say him, instead nodding as she pouted prettily in acknowledgement that he was telling her to sleep in. "Croissants," she begged in a somnambulant murmur as he toyed with her breast before sliding out of bed. She did peek at him and took a moment to admire the long, battle hardened frame of the man of her dreams, enjoying the sight of his rippling muscles as he stretched. She rolled over onto her stomach and dozed off again as he took his shower and missed the show as he got into his jeans.<div class="floatright">(http://oi65.tinypic.com/9iwkea.jpg)</div><br><br>Though she didn't sleep much longer, Josette woke refreshed and with a spring in her step. She looked around as she&nbsp; &nbsp;instinctively reached for Andrew then remembered why she couldn't find him. "Zoot alour, je suis un foue," she muttered to herself as she chided herself for the pangs of worry that shot through her. She knew there was no reason to panic, and as she ran a hand through her hair she muttered, "Shows what happens when he leaves you un-fucked." Deciding coffee was the answer to all that ailed her, Josette decided to go downstairs. Before she did so she slipped on a cute little white shift, eschewing any underwear, and headed down into the kitchen. <br><br>"Bon jour, ma petite," Josette said tenderly to Kim as she spied her out of her room. She made to move behind her to give her a good morning hug. "Does the government still stand?" She teased the little hacker, a joke that started up between them after Josette watched Mr. Robot. The show gave her perspective on Kim's skills she'd never had before and developed in her mom a grudging respect for what a hacker can do. So she'd started wondering aloud when Kim would be responsible for the collapse of society as we know it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>04-04-2017, 02:56:08</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Harry<br><strong>Location:</strong> Twins Bedroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Hannah<br><br>Harry was wide awake now and glanced down the length of his body to watch his twin suck his cock. He always liked watching. That cute face of hers, speckled with freckles, her eyes unhindered by the glasses she normally wore. Not that he minded her glasses though - if he was standing and she was on her knees sucking his cock, he loved to cum on her face and glasses. He knew that was a wrong thing to like doing to your twin sister, but something about it just turned him on a bit when he did things like that.<br><br>Today, though, this morning, he was going to cum in her mouth and give her some early morning protein to start her day. and he was certainly never going to complain about that. He came to rest his hand on the top of her red hair, pushing down on her as he thrust his hips up, back and forth to up the pace and slide about half his length back and forth into her mouth. Something cold but smooth was pushed around on his stomach and he looked down at the most recent object of her desires.<br><br>It was the stone she had showed him earlier that had caught her attention long enough to make the trip all the way back to the car and back to their home. It was now laying on his stomach, her eyes glued to it as she sucked on the knob of his cock. Other guys may have been put off by such behavior but he could always see the wheels turning in her head as she studied the stone. To Harry, it was just an interesting colored stone though he didn't care much for the science behind its coloring. For Hannah, it was a mystery, a world unto itself, which was probably why she was sucking his cock so early in the morning, keeping herself calm and rooted but the change in landscape while studying the rock.<br><br>Soon enough, he was getting ready to explode, his balls churning together as he stared down at his pretty sister. She seemed to sense the growing tenseness in his body and finally peeled her eyes away from her new favorite object to look at him. She always wanted to look in his eyes when he came...and he liked it. He stared right back and took her hand, starting to squeeze it as he neared his orgasm. "In your mouth this time, Hannah-bear. Some early breakfast protein for you." He murmurs.<br><br>A few moments later, his balls clenched together and his seed erupted from the tip of his cock into Hannahs waiting mouth, his stomach tensing along with the rest of his body as she brought him to climax once more. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>04-04-2017, 03:15:54</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Andrew + Richard<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> All but the Twins<br><br>Andrew was about to open his mouth to respond to his oldest daughter when his wife joined them in a very thin shift that left little to the imagination. He raised his brow at that and smiled, half in mind to take her back upstairs and give her a proper fucking that only a bed could afford. Sure, they had fucked in the woods quite a bit -&nbsp; it was quite liberating, until the mosquitos came out - and in the cabin and the tent, but it was all subdued (for the most part) due to the lack of walls and all.<br><br>Of course it would be the most demanding of the loves of his life - his wife and oldest - who were the first to awake, both wanting something of him. His wife trying to seduce him with sex, his daughter with puppy eyes. He did have to admit she was rather cute and it kind of turned him on just a little bit to have her still call him daddy. She was old enough to know the sexual connotations of a girl her age calling a man his age by those words and there was a level of innocent flirting between them. She was an attractive girl afterall! Briefly, the thought of both her and his wife, both naked, bent over side by side for him to use as he pleased popped into his mind and he quickly shook it.<br><br>"Yes, yes, I'm going to the store! I was checking the power and its still out, so you'll have to make coffee the old fashioned way - on the gas stove. I guess we're trapped somewhere between our life in the woods and normal life back home until the power comes on. That means no hot water either, unless you heat it up on the stove first, or grab the camp shower and set that up outside." The camp shower was a black-bladder that heated up quite nicely when left out in the sun. You of course hung it high - usually from a tree - and used gravity to affect the water flow, creating an outdoor shower of a sort. It was actually quite pleasant though the water pressure was nothing like a real shower. <br><br>He opened the drawers of the counter nearby and found one packet of batteries. They had taken and consumed most of their batteries during their camping trip. "It might be wise to start gathering all the matches and candles you can in case the power doesn't come back on tonight." He grabbed the keys to his truck.<br><br>At that moment, Richard entered the kitchen. He was dressed in an athletic shirt and soccer shorts now, showing of his nice physique. It had been three months since he had kicked a ball around and he needed to get back into practice and soccer shape after their 3 months in the woods. He had certainly bulked up a little, eating high-protein foods like nuts and trail mix while doing constant physical labor with all the bushcraft he had done, especially during the solo month in thee woods he had experienced. <br><br>"Morning everyone." He says with a smile, his eyes lingering on his mothers ass just a bit longer than they should have as he came up behind her. "Something tells me we're not having breakfast anytime soon..." He says, noticing the oven clock was off as well. "And you might want to check outside, Dad...the grass doesn't look like its been cut in at least a month or two. Didn't you say the Jenkins were supposed to take care of that?"<br><br>Andrew turned to look out the window. Sure enough, the yard had grown out of control. He shook his head. Ronald Jenkins better have a good excuse for this, he thought! "Add it to my list of chores to do today." Andrew says, somewhat sarcastically. While I hit the store, why don't you all start unpacking the van and air things out?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Emi</strong> on <strong>04-04-2017, 13:58:33</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kimberly "Kim"<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> All but Twins<br><hr><br>Kim had just started to pout when her mother came into the kitchen. When she first became a hacker, she was a little nervous to tell her family. Not many hackers got the best of reputations. So, she told her mother first. Who mostly just accepted what she did even though she didn't understand it much. After a movie and a few explanations later, the two joked about her job. It was a bit harder to tell her daddy. She was a little worried he would hate her career choice. However, he took it in stride. Probably because everyone thought Richard was going in the military. Plus, Andrew only wanted her happy, which she was. <br><br>As her mom joked, a wicked smile came to her lips and replaced the pout. Her eyes glittered with amusement. "Only until we get the power back on," she couldn't help tease and stick her tongue out at her mom.<br><br>As Andrew spoke, her pout returned. "The camp shower?! But DAAADDDYYY! I needs a real hot shower....and nakedness! I need a real shower daddy," she crossed her arm like a child.<br><br>Of course, Kim knew that by still calling him daddy at her age...well...it meant a little different than when she was a little girl. Then again, she would have to care about what others thought about what she called him. Like most children, she has had at least one sexual dream or fantasy about everyone in her family. Even her mother and sister, which was odd as she saw herself as straight. She had shrugged it off and obviously just left it alone. She looked into psychology, it was pretty normal, so she didn't worry herself about it. Only ignoring the dreams or fantasies after she had finished what her body started. Not that anyone in the family knew....at least no one said anything.<br><br>Richard walked into the kitchen in his normal attire and her eyes looked up and down him for a second. He looked a lot like Andrew, and the shirt clinging to his athletic body could make any girl drool. That was the "curse" of the Smith's. Since both Andrew and Josette were attractive, their children were too. Kim didn't have an ego, but she didn't think she was ugly either. Plus, all her siblings were pretty attractive. A thing she noticed as she hit puberty. At the mention of the yard, her eyes swung to the overgrown yard. A small frown on her face as she pointed. "Daddy! You want me to shower out there in those over grown weeds?"<br><br>Shaking her head, the somewhat bedhead curls lightly hit her face. "Why not warm it up outside, but bring it inside while showering. Just gotta make it quick!" She chuckled and winked at Richard; famous for taking longer showers than most of the people in the house. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sally Aces</strong> on <strong>04-04-2017, 16:55:17</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Josette<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen ---&gt; Garage<br><strong>Tagged (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264901.msg13076578#msg13076578):</strong> All but Twins, Open<br><hr><br>Josette adored her children, and though she'd never actually tell them this, she cherished them for exactly who they were not who they 'should' be. 'The world has enough sheep,' she often commented to the as a backhanded encouragement to rise above the flock. It was a point of pride for her that all of them, Richard, Kim, Harry and little&nbsp; Hannah were all strong, self possessed, beautiful people with lovely hearts. Though firm with them always, she was nothing but supportive when they made a decision and set themselves to something they deemed important whether or not she understood it or completely agreed with them. Some of this was why she tended to lavish them with physical affection being quick to offer hugs, hold hands when they were walking together, snuggle up on the couch when watching TV as well as still kissing them good night. That way her love would be a tangible presence in their life.<br><br>Kim's cute, little pouty face made her mother's eyes sparkle with mirth as she watched her&nbsp; daughter work her 'feminine wiles' to bring her daddy under her sway.&nbsp; Their was nothing recriminating in Josette's energy about this because she knew it was only natural for a girl to want to feel like her father would move heaven and earth to satisfy her every whim. She also recognized how like herself her daughter was and couldn't fault her taste in victims. Also, she knew that there was true trust and honesty between her and her eldest daughter, so these little flirtations with her burgeoning sexual power were things Josette was happy to see occurred without shame. In truth, there was even a time or two where she'd fantasized about watching as things went 'too far' between her mesmerizing daughter and the strong, virile man she loved. <br><br>A soft sigh escaped her own full lips as a hint of a blush colored her cheeks as this naughty little thought played through her mind as Andrew closed his mouth on whatever he was going to say to Kim when his wife entered the room. She gave him a quick little wink with the tiniest extra swing to her hips as she saw desire for her flare up in his eyes and in his pants. She LOVED that about him, that even after all these years and the kids and the pressures of everyday life his passion for her never died. She bit her lower lip a little as a part of her wanted him to just force her to bend over and take her right there in front of their daughter, but it was Kim's little joke that snapped her out of that highly charged, sexual haze.<br><br>Josette laughed at Kim's words and pretended to be offended by the adorable way her daughter stuck her candy pink tongue at her. "So it WAS you. This is, NSA crackdown?" She said accusatorially as she extended a finger, quick as a striking cobra, intent on poking Kim's tongue playfully. Laughing, she hugged her daughter, pulling her in close as she held her tightly. Then, glancing over Kim's shoulder at Andrew she started tickling Kim lightly with her nails as she called out laughing, "you must be punished."<br><br>Andrew's litany of 'honey do's was lost a little in Josette's focus on the little scene she was having with Kim. She did nod, later when she went over what he'd said she'd remember his words, but for now it was just fun to be silly with her darling daughter. "Uncle?" She asked, leaning back, her breasts rubbing against Kim's through the thin fabric that was between them, relenting on her tickle attack and letting her guard down. She giggled as Kim gave voice to her objection, nodding her agreement with it. "Yes, exactly, but my sweet Kim, with a bit of thinking and Richard and Harry's help, you can have all that and more," Josette said to Kim in a sing song tone, already having come up with a solution to Kim's issue.<br><br>"'l'll ask Hannah to do that, we'll make a game of it... something of a scavenger hunt, design challenge," Josette said to Andrew when he spoke of handling lighting for when the sun went down. She smiled and slipped her arms off Kim and took a few steps from her, leaning over to reach for his hand as he grabbed his truck's keys. This gave Richard, as he entered the kitchen, full view of his mother's naked ass as she reached for her husband. The bottom of the white shift Josette was wearing had ridden up her body as she bent over toward Richard's father. "You're a very brave man, come here," she cooed in a husky tone, pursing her lips at him invitingly. She pulled Andrew towards her as she rose up to her full height and offered him a kiss goodbye. As she drew him close, she was veritably trembling with need and desire, lost in her love and hunger for her husband as she closed her eyes and tipped her head back a little giving a sensual, seductive curve to her body.<br><br>So Josette missed Richard's entrance, his greeting and his complaint about breakfast. Also she missed the little lusty flash in Kim as she thought about her brother's chiseled physique and powerful, manly body. She chuckled when his words had Kim start wailing about something, ending the moment she was having with her dear love, Andrew. She looked out the window and frowned muttering something in French that did not sound good. The way Kim teased her brother made Josette bark out a laugh and add, "if anyone lingers too much, we'll treat this like County and hit them with the hose." Josette gave Andrew's waist a squeeze before stepping away saying, "See, if we'd gotten sheep like I said we should, they could have grazed the grass low for us... and Solar Power and Hot Water is now on the top of our projects list, I don't want to get caught in this situation again, anytime soon, mon amor."<br><br>After saying that she turned and headed for the door to the garage saying to Richard, "Please help me empty out the car so we can set up the kitchen for our makeshift breakfast. Kim, ma cherie, please get the twins up so everyone can help with the day." She flashed them all bright smiles before opening the garage door and holding it for Richard.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Honeycrisp</strong> on <strong>05-04-2017, 00:25:03</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Hannah Smith<br><strong>Location:</strong> Twin's Bedroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harry &amp; whoever comes for them<br><br>Harry was always so good to her.&nbsp; When everyone else seemed frustrated or put off by her differences, Harry never did.&nbsp; He always just tried to help, to go along with what she wanted or needed.&nbsp; Like now for example.&nbsp; He knew she needed him, needed to suck on him and go back to the middle and he didn't even mind.&nbsp; She knew it wasn't normal for brothers and sisters to do this but instead of judging her, of pushing her away and telling Hannah she was a horrid little freak, Harry simply held her hand and told her how good it made him feel.&nbsp; His fingers wrapped around hers like her hand was his lifeline to the world, to happiness, and she felt the joy of that love spread between them.&nbsp; His other hand was on her head, guiding her, telling Hannah how to make it better and she worked hard to do it just right, just the way he liked.&nbsp; <br><br>For example, Harry liked it when her tongue was pressed up hard and flat against the bottom of his shaft and as he drew almost all of the way out of her mouth she whirled it around the tip before readying herself to take him into her depths again.&nbsp; He also loved to look into her eyes, and she into his, just as he spurted.&nbsp; Sometimes he used her mouth, sometimes her barely there breasts, but mainly Harry liked to spray it across her face in thick, slickly gooey ropes then tell her how pretty it made her look.&nbsp; In a way, she guessed, it was like Harry was painting with his cum and she was his canvas.&nbsp; Sort of a performance piece.<br><br>As he tensed, Hannah gave a final lick then braced herself.&nbsp; Sometimes Harry loved to sh-<br><br>And there it was.&nbsp; He arched and pulled down on her head at the same time and his dick slid deep into her mouth, making her gag and struggle to take it.&nbsp; As the first blast came she knew it was going to be a big load.&nbsp; Harry hadn't done anything with her for the last week and had a lot saved up.&nbsp; It was also thick, very thick.&nbsp; Sometimes when they played around several times in the same day it got thinner and more transparent but this time his cum was so thick it was almost like a gel.&nbsp; She swallowed, feeling the hot slippery mass travel down her throat, then Harry pulled back a little bit until just the tip of him was in her mouth, filling her cheeks almost to bulging it felt like.&nbsp; Hannah swallowed most of it, then pushed the rest around her mouth with her tongue, savoring the primal taste of it and the way it felt against and around her teeth.&nbsp; She sighed happily, mouth shut, then swallowed the last of it and rested her head on Harry's thigh, still holding his hand.&nbsp; <br><br>Harry normally liked to sleep afterwards, so Hannah lay still with his erect but slowly softening shaft beside her, half in her hair and starting to curve back towards his belly.&nbsp; After a few minutes she reached over and tucked it back inside his boxers, then gave the now covered form a little kiss.&nbsp; "Thanks!"<br><br>Hannah left him and went to sit at the big touchscreen Mac her mom had bought her to do her art on.&nbsp; She poked it, then again, then wiggled it back and forth with her hand on the edge.&nbsp; It wasn't coming on.<br><br>"Harry, the computer's being stupid.&nbsp; Fix it," she said and looked over her shoulder at him.&nbsp; "Make it be nice!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>07-04-2017, 02:24:07</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Harry<br><strong>Location:</strong> Twins Bedroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Hannah<br><br>Harry sometimes wondered if Hannah thought his cock had a life of its own, with the way she treated it. She gave it one last kiss and a 'thanks' before she slid from their bed and headed over to the computer. Wasn't he the one supposed to be thanking her for the blowjob? Harry had given up trying to understand her little quirks a long time ago. Of course, in her change of mind, Hannah left her rock behind, laying coolly on his stomach.<br><br>Harry closed his eyes with every intention of going back to sleep and dozing for an hour or two, if he could. The mattress and blankets felt so good - he didn't want to have to sleep in a tent ever again! But Hannah, his twin sister, was intent on not letting him get anymore sleep. There was a problem with her computer and there was no way for Harry to ignore it.<br><br>Sighing softly, he sat up and caught the colored rock as it slid from his belly. He rolled over onto all fours and then stood up, walking over to her in just his boxers. He leaned in over her shoulder and blinked his ears clear and open. There was no light on the computer at all. He may have unplugged their electronics before they left but wasn't sure. He placed the rock in front of her. "Hannah, tell me about your rock again while I fix the computer." <br><br>Harry dropped to his knees and crawled under the desk to where all the wires were for her computer and other electronics. He traced all the cables but everything seemed to be plugged in correctly. But there was no light on the surge protector either. Frowning, he stood back up and glanced around the room. The digital clock stared blankly back at him, as did all the lights that should have been on on his side of the room - his computer, the wireless router, port switches and all. Shaking his head again, he walked over to the light switch and flipped it. Nothing.<br><br>"Hannah, the computer isn't coming on because there is no power. There must be a power outage right now, so none of the electronics will work. Why don't we get dressed and go downstairs for some breakfast? I could really use a pancake about now - how about you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>07-04-2017, 02:38:43</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Andrew + Richard<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> All but the Twins<br><br>Andrew would have loved to have continued to be distracted by his wife, his tongue meshing with hers as she embraced and kissed him in front of their children. She had always been so open with her sexuality even in front of their children. He wondered if part of that was the Nurse inside of her, her mothering way, or something else. It had taken him a little to get used to open displays of PDA, especially with how raunchy they could get at times, but he was okay with it now.<br><br>He pulled away from the kiss. Andrew was still a reasonable man and as much as he would have loved to have relaxed now that they were back from their adventure he already had a long list of to-do items stacking up in his brain. He was a practical man and knew that the fun and games could happen AFTER the work was done, not before it. Especially if their neighbor had been so negligent for whatever reason. He planned on having a talk about that later in the day as well.<br><br>Smiling at everyone he just shook his head. "Look, I''ll go get the essentials, but we'll do a proper foodshop once we're all settled in and make a list of other things that we need. So, hold your horses, make some oatmeal if you get really hungry before I'm back...Richard, why don't you get the lawnmower out and start cutting the back yard back to size? It would be a great help and then you can get back to practice quicker! Good!" He continues, not even waiting for a response. If he delayed any longer, he would never get what needed to be done, done. He beat a hasty retreat out of the Kitchen and jumped into his truck, quickly peeling out of the driveway and headed towards town.<br><br>-----------------------------<br><br>Richard envied his father the kiss his mother gave him, especially when her shift rose up and revealed her ass and no panties. Apparently she was not wearing anything under her gown. Richard found that strangely arousing and quickly moved over to the sink to pour himself a glass of water while leaning against the kitchen counter. He wasn't much of a talker so listened in as they went over things, bobbing his head here and there but sighing with frustration as he was tasked with mowing the lawn. His father did have a point thought and it was much better than unpacking all the camping gear from the car. They would need to air some of it out still to dry before storing it all away and it sounded like their remaining camping food was going to have to get them through this day. Maybe mowing the lawn wasn't such a bad idea after all. He finished his glass of water.<br><br>"Alright, you ladies have fun without me and I'll get cracking on the lawn." He offers them a small smile before disappearing the way his father went.<br><br>&nbsp;A few minutes later, the sound of the lawn mower starting up could be heard and he was soon pushing it through the long grass. He had taken his shirt off as well. It was late in the morning with the sun fully up and was already quite warm out there. He was bound to get sweaty so why not save his shirt and work on his tan some more? He wore earmuffs as well, to protect his ears, humming tunes to himself as he started to the monotonous back and forth walking with the occasional bend as he mowed the lawn. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Emi</strong> on <strong>11-04-2017, 00:21:23</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kimberly "Kim"<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Twins<br><hr><br>Kim couldn't help but pout and wrinkle her nose. "Fine!" She stuck her tongue out and headed to the twin's room; her rear wiggling behind her.<br><br>Growing up with her parents more open romantic relationship, it didn't bug her all that much when her mother went up to her daddy and pulled him into a rather heated kiss. A small bit of jealousy, something she easily ignored, but it was shrugged off as she headed towards the twin's room. Kim had a suspicion about the two. However, she ignored it. Whatever they did was their business. Besides, she didn't see it as that odd if they were doing things like that. <br><br>As she came to their door, she paused for a moment. Harry was much like herself in the fact that the two were very into computers and technology. She liked that about him, outside of their mother who seemed to have the magic ability to get along with all of her children, Kim mostly got along with Harry. She loved all her siblings of course, but Harry understood her the most as soon she started to get into hacking. Blinking, she knocked on their door. "Wake up!!! We need to get busy already, so get your asses out of those beds!" She half yelled as she opened the door and looked inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Honeycrisp</strong> on <strong>11-04-2017, 12:23:44</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Hannah Smith<br><strong>Location:</strong> Twin's Bedroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harry &amp; Kimberly<br><br>Kimberly's knock and entrance delayed Hannah's reply so the first thing her sister heard as she looked inside was Hannah saying "Pancakes won't fix the computer."<br><br>Hannah was sitting in front on the computer, looking up and over her shoulder at her twin who was standing over her.&nbsp; Harry was in just his boxers and Hannah wore a pair of nothing special green panties and a t-shirt with a stylized Sailor Moon Luna head on it.&nbsp; Her hair was a bit sloppy and it looked to Kimberly like Hannah's lips were just a little bit swollen or puffy.&nbsp; Nothing too obvious if she hadn't been thinking about it or anticipating finding the twins being a little too close, but it was clear if she looked for it.<br><br>"Besides," she continued, shifting her gaze away from Harry towards where her older sister was peeping into their room, "if we don't have any electricity we can't cook pancakes anyway unless we use the camp stove or we build a fire in the yard.&nbsp; Dad won't let us dig holes in the yard any more.&nbsp; Remember when I wanted to find some clay for a project?&nbsp; He got mad."<br><br>"No pancakes," she said solemnly then stood up, brushing against Harry as she did so.&nbsp; Hannah took a pair of glasses, she had several because she was always misplacing them, off the computer table and put them on as she walked towards Kimberly and pulled the door the rest of the way open so Kimberly could see or come into the room if she wanted to.&nbsp; She loved her older sister, if not exactly like she loved Harry, but that was different.&nbsp; Of course she loved Harry the most of anyone.&nbsp; They'd once been the same person.&nbsp; Well, not exactly she'd learned but close enough.&nbsp; Not from the same egg mommy had made, but two eggs, or maybe one with two yolks.&nbsp; Anyway, she and Harry had always been together ever since Daddy put his sperm in Mommy and that was just that.&nbsp; But Kimberly was still family, still came from Mommy and Daddy, and that made her more special than anyone outside of the family.<br><br>Kim was smart, super smart, and she and Harry talked about computer things and code things like Hannah thought about colors.&nbsp; Sometimes she got a little jealous at how that threatened to take Harry away from her, but then it was Kimberly and she was their sister so it wasn't like they were going to date or have sex or anything.&nbsp; Well, Harry and Hannah weren't dating or having sex either but that wasn't the point.&nbsp; The point was Kimberly was smarter than Hannah, and prettier, and she sometimes didn't like how her older sister made her think Harry might one day leave her for a girl.<br><br>Behind Hannah the mattresses from the beds were on the floor and covered in blankets and sheets which looked like they'd been slept in.&nbsp; Hannah came over to Kimberly and hugged her, resting her head against her sister's, then kissed her on the lips, longer than a peck but not anything romantic, it was just her showing affection, before she let go and stepped back a little bit.&nbsp; Outside the buzzing of a lawnmower could be heard, a normal sound for a normal day back in the normal world.<br><br>"What do we need to do?" she asked.&nbsp; "I was going to do art but since the computer isn't working I want to get my pretties out of the van and look at them and sort them," she said, referring to the odd things she'd picked up during the trip.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sally Aces</strong> on <strong>11-04-2017, 22:27:58</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Josette<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen ---&gt; Garage<br><strong>Tagged (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264901.msg13076578#msg13076578):</strong> All but Twins, Open<br><hr><br>Josette chuckled as Andrew pulled away from their kiss, using that movement to lean in a little more so he had an unobstructed view of her cleavage as her breasts almost, but not quite, fell out of her shift. She enjoyed this kind of naughty play a lot, and her sexuality was nothing she'd ever hidden from her children. She firmly believed only harm would come to them if they had no example of a loving, committed, adult relationship (with all that entails) in their lives, Also, she found Andrew irresistible so really couldn't be bothered to hide that fact. For her, Love unexpressed might as well not exist. She gave an almost imperceptible nod as she saw 'later' written in his eyes.<br><br>"Tsk, if you're going to shop, there's no reason not to be complete about it. I'll text you a list in a little bit, so as you're focusing on the 'essentials' keep an eye on your phone," Josette said facilely as she went to the kitchen drawer where she'd stashed their phones before they left and tossed Andrew his before taking hers and heading to the garage. She'd power it up again later, not even bothering to check it, why would she? <br><br>Josette laughed as Kim was playfully cheeky before heading out to do as she was hidden. Josette then turned to Richard as he accepted his father's assignment over the one she'd given him and rolled her eyes at him.&nbsp; She blew him a kiss as he scampered off to handle the lawn. "Enjoy," she said teasingly as she watched him leave after his father, marveling at how alike the two men looked. 'He's almost at the age Andrew was when we first met," she mused to herself as she stepped into the garage and started on the task of emptying the car.<br><br>Josette flicked the switch that had the Garage door open and a stray breeze rushed in. It caused the little nothing she was wearing to flutter and flap up, sending a welcome coolness up between her leg. She squealed and slipped her hands down her body to bring things to rights before drawing the flooding camp table out of the back of the family's car and heading out onto the freshly cut grass. She watched as sunlight glistened off the thin sheen of sweat forming on Richard's finely muscled, half naked body. She fanned herself unconsciously wafting away the heat gathering on her cheeks as she watched him at his work, enjoying the sight of him in ways that weren't motherly. After a moment she shook her head clear of that hazy, lusty fog and then went about setting up the table in a patch of grass Richard had recently cleared. She didn't bother talking to him, knowing between the mower's motor and his headphones he'd never hear her.<br><br>&nbsp;A few minutes later, the sound of the lawn mower starting up could be heard and he was soon pushing it through the long grass. He had taken his shirt off as well. It was late in the morning with the sun fully up and was already quite warm out there. He was bound to get sweaty so why not save his shirt and work on his tan some more? He wore earmuffs as well, to protect his ears, humming tunes to himself as he started to the monotonous back and forth walking with the occasional bend as he mowed the lawn.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-04-2017, 02:56:24</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Harry<br><strong>Location:</strong> Twins Bedroom<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Hannah, Kim<br><br>Harry startled as the door opened and turned his body away from his older sister as she peeked in the door.<br><br>He was, of course, comfortable being nude around his twin sister, especially now that she had taken to sucking his cock, but he was still very self-conscious around everyone else. He knew he was not like his older brother at all, being more of a geek who didn't work out or anything. Girls weren't attracted to guys like him. His sister didn't count of course, that was different. <br><br>He quickly reached for a t-shirt and pulled it over his head - backwards and inside out - before scooting around for his shorts from yesterday, awkwardly pulling them on and managing to do it with them facing the right way. <br><br>"We...we were just getting up!" He stammers at his older sister even as Hannah went over to her and gave her a hug. He noticed the tag tickling his neck then and hastily pulled his arms back in, pulled the shirt off, and fixed it. "Any idea why the power is out?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-04-2017, 23:29:20</strong>
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				The Following Post Contains Details No Other Character Will Be Aware Of Until Shared By This Character, Or Revealed At A Later Date<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Richard<br><strong>Location:</strong> Quick-Mart<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> None<br><br>Richard grabbed his own cellphone and grabbed the keys to his truck before beating a hasty retreat. He was already feeling suffocated, being in his home, having spent so much time under the open skies. He knew he needed to relax and just gradually get readjusted to living in a home, but his body and mind yearned for the open air once more.<br><br>He sped off in his truck, windows down and music blasting from the CD Player - yes, he was that type of old school - as he made his way towards the Quick-Mart Grocery Store that lay on the edge of town. So lost in thought and the music was he that he didn't even notice the lack of other vehicles on the road.<br><br>There were a few cars parked in the parking lot of the Quick-Mart and the usual amount of trolleys scattered around. He turned the engine off and hummed a tune to himself as he approached the sliding glass doors. They failed to open which he found strange, giving the time of day. He peered inside and noticed that most of the lighting was off too, other than the emergency lighting. That was strange, he thought.<br><br>He flipped open his phone to call home but there were no bars of service. "What the fuck..." He murmurs, shaking his head. Whatever power outage had struck seemed to have taken everything off line. He turned to head back to his car when he noticed a smashed window on the side of the store. He quickly moved over to it and saw that a blanket had been placed over its edge so as not to cut oneself when climbing in. Clearly unable to call the cops, he decided to investigate himself...<br><br><br>TO BE CONTINUED
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-04-2017, 23:36:39</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Andrew<br><strong>Location:</strong> Backyard<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Josette, Open<br><br>Andrews arms absorbed the vibrations coming from the lawnmower, his hands becoming slightly numb. The old-school push lawnmower was certainly nothing like the newer, ride-on lawnmowers and Andrew had asked his father why they didn't invest in a better lawnmower - they were faster and smoother than the one they currently had. His father had told him that it built character, putting effort into something, and the older mower was much more efficient, consuming far less fuel as it also didn't need to power an engine to spin the wheels. Andrew quite enjoyed it if he was being honest. It felt like working out and prevented anyone from intruding on his thoughts for some time as well. And the smell of fresh cut grass seemed to be more prevalent when cutting it this way too. <br><br>So back and forth he went, working up a sweat as the sun rose higher in the sky. On one turn, he noticed his mother - still in her revealing gown - setting up a table on a patch of grass he had cut already. He offered her a smile before continuing but was soon finding himself quite thirsty and parched. He tried calling out to her, but she couldn't hear him so he stopped, leaving the mower running so he wouldn't have to fire it up again, and approached her from behind.<br><br>He pulled his earbuds out and placed his hands on her hips, feeling stirrings of lust at the sight of her bent over the table oblivious to him. "Hey, mom...I tried yelling before...but could you grab me a drink of water while I mow?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Emi</strong> on <strong>24-04-2017, 00:44:17</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kimberly "Kim"<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Twins<br><hr><br>Kim of course noticed the nude Harry, but she kept it to herself. The twins were close, she could understand that. Especially since they shared a room their whole life. They were bound to see each other naked...if not more...at least once. So, she let it be and didn't comment. Her only sister came up and hugged her happily. Kim couldn't help but chuckle. Hannah was an odd one, however, she respect her view point. Even if she was the oddest one of them all. She hugged her back and rubbed her back for a moment. <br><br>Letting her go, Kim nodded. "That is our job. Emptying out the van and going through everything and airing it all out. Daddy looked at the power, he doesn't know what is going on. So for now....we may as well still be camping. Sorry Harry, I know you were excites to have the world at the tips of your fingers. But cheer up, the world will be there when the power gets back on," she chuckled and winked at him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Honeycrisp</strong> on <strong>24-04-2017, 01:42:21</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Hannah Smith<br><strong>Location:</strong> Garage / Front Yard<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><br>"We should sort things in the driveway and garage," Hannah said after Kim let her go.&nbsp; "Things we need to let air out like a wet tarp go in one area, things that need to be washed and then dried in another, dirty clothes in another pile - why make the house stink? - and then..."&nbsp; Hannah was still talking as she walked past her sister, then turned immediately around and went back to grab the pair of shorts she'd worn the night before and put her feet in a pair of Chucks.&nbsp; She had a pair of expensive and solid hiking boots that Dad bought her - bought all of them before the trip - but her favorite shoes were her Chucks and the way they were battered showed it.&nbsp; "-stuff that needs to go back up in the attic-" she talked all the way to the garage and finished only as she reached the garage, not thinking about why the door went up when she pressed the button when the electricity was out.<br><br>The back of the van was a mess, stuff just jammed in there and quite unlike her father's usual careful packing, almost like an expert Tetris player.&nbsp; Even so she figured that near the top, where he could get to them, were the guns.&nbsp; Daddy kept guns, all the kids knew how to shoot even her, but they didn't really interest her.&nbsp; If she found a case that held one, she'd stack it up against the front of the garage near the door into the house and out of the way of anyone who might want to be stupid with them.&nbsp; Same with the bullets though those were prettier and she liked the brass smell of the empty ones and how they would shine and shine and shine for days if you polished them.&nbsp; She'd gotten in trouble for using them in her art once, a piece she took to school, and had to promise not to do that ever again because man were the teachers scared of and the principal mad at her.&nbsp; They kept talking about Columbine and what did the flower have to do with it all?&nbsp; Adults.<br><br>Despite her odd ways, and the lens through which she saw the world, Hannah's method of unpacking was fairly efficient and made sense if not the same sense other people would use.&nbsp; It worked, it was going smooth except when she stopped to look at something or think about it or just look up at the clouds and wonder why fog felt cold and scary but clouds looked hot and airy but they were the same thing.<br><br>Soon the front yard looked like a refugee camp, spreading out of the garage, as the months of camping were unloaded.&nbsp; She thought at one point she heard the mower stop moving, not running but moving, and wondered if Andrew was just about done.&nbsp; <br><br>"Harry?&nbsp; Kim?"&nbsp; She waited until she had their attention.&nbsp; "Is Andrew going to mow everyone's yard?"&nbsp; Her finger pointed to the houses around them, swinging from one to the other like a conductor swinging her baton.&nbsp; "They look shaggy.&nbsp; I mean, if they weren't going to cut them all summer, why didn't we stay here and just camp in the yard?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sally Aces</strong> on <strong>29-04-2017, 21:56:11</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Josette<br><strong>Location:</strong> Backyard<br><strong>Tagged (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264901.msg13076578#msg13076578):</strong> Andrew, Open<br><hr><br>The smell of fresh cut grass, the feel of the warm sun kissing her skin through the diaphanous slip of a dress she wore made Josette smile a sexy, happy with the world smile. As she went about setting things on the table that they might need easy access to, the back of her dress hiking up each time she did exposing the bottom curve of her ass and little peek of her tight, feminine folds to anyone behind her. <br><br>Without meaning to, Josette moaned a soft, sexy moan as she felt big, strong hands rest heavily upon her hips. She blushed a little as she heard Richard's voice as he spoke, having forgotten that the one touching her wasn't her husband, so, she shouldn't have enjoyed it as much as she did, should she? But her excitement caused her breath to catch and made little beads of honey flow from her flower as she flipped her hair and looked over her shoulder at her son smiling a smile that was something between maternally sweet and coyly flirtatious as she said, "Mmmm, sorry, sweetie. You do look hot." Her eyes met Richard's and something dark and wild played in the depths of hers as she did nothing to shake his hands off her or to stand tall and slip away from him.<br><br>Instead, Josette rose up onto her tip toes and strained to reach the bottles of water she'd put on the far side of the table. Doing so popped her ass up as she leaned far across the table as she grabbed at a water bottle for Richard, carelessly offering him full view and access to her honey sweet, hot and wet pussy. "Anything else you need, sweetie?" She purred, utterly lost in the super sexy, super wrong-ness of the overt spectacle she was making and the tacit offer she was making of herself to her eldest child.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>01-05-2017, 01:50:11</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Andrew<br><strong>Location:</strong> Backyard<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Josette, Open<br><br>The moan from his mother was erotic. The fact that she didn't move from his touch made very dirty thoughts fly through his head. His mother was a true MILF and even he was attracted to her in some degree. He almost wanted to pretend her words were a come-on to him, not a statement in regards to the sweat that coursed down his body from both heat and exertion from pushing the mower through the overly long grass. Her next actions sent him over the edge with lust.<br><br>Instead of moving from him to get the water from an easier position, she reached up on her tiptoes and laid across the table, reaching for a water bottle that was just out of reach. His eyes traveled downwards as he felt her thin shift slide upwards through his hands. Her ass came into view along with the pink, moist lips of her pussy. He knew it was wrong, that he shouldn't look, but he couldn't help it, feeling his own cock starting to stir with arousal. And then he did something he didn't think he'd ever do to his mother, nor did he know why.<br><br>He slid his right hand down over her bared ass and slid it between her legs. His thumb pressed over her rosebud while his middle finger slid into the opening of her pussy, aided with ease by the natural lubricant that was leaking from between her legs. "Do you need anything....?"&nbsp; He counters, pressing his middle finger in deeper, his eyes glazed with lust. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>01-05-2017, 02:05:32</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Harry<br><strong>Location:</strong> Garage/Front Yard<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Hannah, Kim<br><br>Harry appreciated his twin quite a lot. Despite people not always understanding why she acted the way she did, he knew she had a smart brain and was actually pretty intelligence. While some kids may think she was retarded, Harry thought the opposite. Perhaps, even, that it wasn't that Hannah was lacking things but instead had access to more of her brain than a normal person did, which made her see things differently. If he recalled correctly, humans maybe used only 10% of their brain, so even an extra 1%&nbsp; could make a world of difference. Maybe Hannah had that extra 1% of her brain and thought everyone else was stupid for not understanding the sorts of things she understood or saw.<br><br>He winced at Kims words and his shoulders slumped. Today was me an to have been the day he could reconnect to the web, to the world!, and get caught up on everything he had missed. Nearly 3 months had passed so he was excited to see what new inventions and technologies had developed. Some people saw 3 months as a short time but Harry knew that a lot could changed in 3 months. Technology was progressing faster than it had ever done before at any point of human evolution. For all he knew, his two (now five) month old computer was already outdated!<br><br>"You're kidding, right? Musta been one helluva storm while we were gone. Good thing it didn't hit us in the woods!" He responds to Kim before watching Hannah come and go, before quickly following after her and moving down into the garage. If he had known about her questioning why the garage door worked, he would have pointed out that it runs off a backup battery for instances when the power was out and so that it accidentally didn't crush some one because of it.<br><br>Harry stared at the van as Hannah opened it. Now that they were out of the woods, all the gear had an earthly, moist smell to it. Shaking his head, he let Hannah start unpacking before joining in. Despite her perceived shortcomings, she could be almost OCD-like with the order of things. Harry saw that as a good thing. He was the same way with all the tools and electronic parts he had stored in plastic containers and jewelry boxes on his desk. Hannah knew where all of it was and had free access to it but wasn't about to go mess it up, like his mom had when she tried to 'tidy up' the area. <br><br>Harry peeled off once the guns came out. He flipped the legs on a foldable table stored in the Garage and grabbed the gun-cleaning kit as well. Guns to him were not just weapons - they were like computers or something mechanical, with moving parts and all. He liked breaking them down and putting them back together - he was the fastest in the family at doing it, other than Dad of course, and could even do it blindfolded. He had one of the hunting rifles broken down it all its parts and was starting to clean it when Hannah caught his attention again. <br><br>Perplexed, he walked down to the end of the driveway and stopped, hands on his hips, looking both ways. She was right. All the grass was as long as theirs, like everyone had moved out of the neighborhood. Harry read enough Post-Apocalytpic and Zombie themed novels to suddenly get plenty of crazy ideas in his head. He walked back over to the table with the guns spread out on it. Everyone in the family had a personal sidearm that their father had gotten them each on their 16th birthday and had been a requirement for their trip out into the woods. Harry grabbed his, still in its holster, and paused to thread the holster-strap through his belt so that the gun rested against his hip, cowboy style. He grabbed Kim's as well and walked over to hand it to her.<br><br>"Something...doesn't seem right..." He murmurs softly, so Hannah couldn't hear. "Take it just as a safety precaution...and keep your eyes peeled."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>01-05-2017, 02:13:41</strong>
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				The Following Post Contains Details No Other Character Will Be Aware Of Until Shared By This Character, Or Revealed At A Later Date<br><br><strong>Name:</strong> Richard<br><strong>Location:</strong> Quick-Mart<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> None<br><br>Richard pulled his M1911 from the holster he always wore wherever he went. It had become second nature to have a gun with him at all times, like kids always had smartphones these days. It had been trained into his brain and muscles how to use a gun and take care of it when he was in the military. A broken window in a store usually meant trouble. He slowly approached the window and raised his his gun to point towards it before cautiously peeking through it. Nothing.<br><br>He nimbly slid through the window, his boots crunching on the broken glass on the inside of the store. Had anyone been near enough to hear, they would have responded in some way, so he paused, counting to 6, ears straining for the sound of movement. Nothing. He relaxed somewhat at that. It must have been a smash-and-grab, but why rob the grocery store? He didn't holster his weapon but continued into the store. As he passed the check out aisles, he inspected each register but didn't see anything amiss. Maybe a homeless guy looking for some food then?<br><br>He approached the first aisle and cleared it before walking onto the next. It was at this stage that the odor of rotting food began to assault his nostrils and made his eyes water. He moved past the end of each aisle until he came to the produce section where the smell was the strongest. All the fruit and vegetables were in various states of decay, covered in mold. It was pretty disgusting. He didn't need to check the refrigerated or frozen aisles to know all the food their had gone off. But all the alarm bells in his head were starting to go off.<br><br>He could think of a million reasons why food would be left to go to waste like this and none of them were very good. He checked his phone again but no signal. "Fuck." He curses, loudly before turning back to the front of the store. He holstered his gun and grabbed a shopping cart, moving down towards the aisles were boxed foods - like pasta - and all the canned items were. His family still needed food to eat so he wasn't going to come back empty handed!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sally Aces</strong> on <strong>04-05-2017, 00:34:02</strong>
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				b]Name:[/b] Josette<br><strong>Location:</strong> Backyard<br><strong>Tagged (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=264901.msg13076578#msg13076578):</strong> Andrew, Open<br><hr><br>Josette felt Andrew's eyes resting heavily upon her ass and her nether lips and a hint of a blush played over her cheeks. She was keenly aware of how wrong it was to be making such a spectacle of herself in front of her eldest son, but at the same time the impulse to be a coquettish tease and see if he'd make her 'pay' for it was irresistible for some reason. Yes, she'd had half realized fantasies of him in the past, but they were never anything so distinct and compelling, he had, after all, a physique that was sculpted by many hours of physical training and competition, but he was her baby boy, though he hadn't been a baby for a long time.<br><br>These were the thoughts Andrew's sudden teasing of his mother's honey slick pussy drew her out of. She gasped and was about to object when his fingers slid into her with an embarrassing ease. "Oh, mon dieu..." she gasped out in husky french, face now beet red as her greedy pussy clenched around his fingers trying to suck them in deeper. She blinked a lot as she looked over her shoulder and tried to speak, but pleasure robbed her of the ability to form words. She couldn't hide from the fact that she wanted this, not when his middle finger sunk into her and grazed over her g-spot, making her moan and her thighs quiver. "Andrew..." she groaned and then just colapsed onto the table, hiding from the world behind her mass of auburn hair, making no answer to his question, just giving in and letting him do whatever he'd like with her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Emi</strong> on <strong>06-05-2017, 21:13:52</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kimberly "Kim"<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Twins<br><hr><br>Kim had followed the twins outside, the van needed to be done. Especially now once she actually went outside and it looked like a tornado went through and basically ruined the neighborhood. Something felt off though and her stomach started to tie into knots and tighten. Looking around for a moment, she could hear the twins riffling through everything and talking. The noise soothed her slightly, she hated silence. Especially when something felt very, very wrong. As Harry came over to her and voiced that he felt the same way and handed her a gun, she turned and looked at him finally. "Daddy left for the store," she said softly, a ting of worry in her voice.<br><br>Shaking her head slightly, she looked over at the twins and offered a weak smile. "Let's hurry up, I don't want to be out to much when we still have to air everything out in the backyard and start cooking. Think we might have a riot if we don't start feeding everyone," she teased lightly and headed over to the van and pulled out the tent and started to head to the backyard.<br><br>Not two steps away, her eyes quickly latched onto her eldest brother and mom. Almost dropping the tent, she moved and hid so the two wouldn't see her. Many questions quickly went through her mind, however, she didn't know if she wanted them answered or not. Deciding that she didn't want to disturb them, and she could keep this bit of information for later use, she set the tent in her hands down by the table that was out of view so hopefully the twins wouldn't see either. Going back outside, she looked at the twins. "I put the tent in the dining room, let's just put everything there for now," hopefully those two will be done by the time the van was unloaded.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Honeycrisp</strong> on <strong>09-05-2017, 04:13:39</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Hannah Smith<br><strong>Location:</strong> Garage / Front Yard<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><br><hr><br>"It won't get dry," Hannah objected.&nbsp; "And mom's going to yell at all of us when it makes the house smell musty."&nbsp; Ignoring Kim's suggestion, Hannah grunted to lift down the camp stove and the metal of it clanged as it hit the ground, large sheet-like flaps inside tattling against one another and the entire thing acting like an amplifier, making the sound roll out across the neighborhood.&nbsp; Screeching metal on concrete sounded as she dragged it across the driveway before letting it fall onto its side in the grass of the front yard.&nbsp; "And there's grease all over this.&nbsp; We should wash it off."&nbsp; <br><br>Before they had left Daddy had made sure everything was put up and that included the garden hoses.&nbsp; With the van in there and all the stuff they had unpacked the hoses were way back at the front of the garage, coiled and stacked on a wire shelf taller than she was.&nbsp; But just across the street, in the neighbor's yard, one was out in an untidy sprawl and hooked up to the spigot.&nbsp; That would be a lot easier.&nbsp; Sliding the camp stove across the grass was a lot easier than carrying it, and Hannah plowed a smashed path across their front yard until she reached the curb.&nbsp; Coltish legs made short work of the distance between their house and the neighbor's and the tall grass brushed against her bare legs, making Hannah laugh at the feel of the feathery heads of the grass gone to seed.&nbsp; <br><br>Water gushed into the hose and made it stiffen, twisting around on the grass like a rubber snake, and Hannah found the spurting end of it and dragged it to the very edge of the yard then aimed it towards the camp stove.&nbsp; Just like she was going to spray her brother when they used to play with the hose in the back yard, Hannah put her thumb across the opening and squeezed it just so, sending a fast, thin spray arching across the street to splatter noisily onto the metal of the camp stove, sounding like pounding rain on a tin roof.&nbsp; <br><br>The angle was just right for the sun and the water to make a rainbow and the stream wandered a bit, going off and then coming back onto target as Hannah paid more attention to the pretty colors than what she was doing.&nbsp; People thought rainbows were easy to draw, just simple curves and getting the colors in the right order, but really they were a lot more complex than all that.&nbsp; For the first thing they weren't straight circles, and that combination of words made her laugh out loud.&nbsp; Second, the colors weren't sharp bands, but gradations within a shade that blended subtly but perfectly from one to the next logical one, each discernible if you just looked but when you saw them as a whole they seemed to be just one almost solid color.<br><br>Summer, a rainbow, the sound of water on metal.&nbsp; It was a perfect morning and Hannah sat down on the curb, knees up near her head, as she continued to play with the hose.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>09-05-2017, 21:16:12</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Andrew<br><strong>Location:</strong> Backyard<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Josette, Kim<br><br>Andrew pumped his finger back and forth into his mothers tight, wet cunt with purpose. He half expected her to pull away but when she didn't he continued. Her head turned to face him and he expected her to tell him to stop, but instead she just moaned and collapsed onto the table, giving him free reign over her body. While pumping his fingers into her snatch was fun, there was something else he wanted to pump into her instead.<br><br>His free hand quickly pushed the waistband of his shorts and boxers down below his balls, using his crown and jewels to hold it in place, exposing himself. He was focused, looking down at the ass and pussy being offered to him so did not see his sister Kim in the window. He pulled his fingers from his mother and they were quickly replaced by the head of his thick, long cock. He grunted as he grabbed her hips and thrust into her. He wasn't quite as long or as thick as his father but he wasn't far off.<br><br>He quickly filled her until his balls pressed against her. He was so aroused that he wasn't going to last wrong. The first three thrusts were slow and exploratory, giving her a chance to make him stop though it was obvious that she wasn't going to make him stop. The next five thrusts were hard and fast, ramming into her as fast as he could. The 9th thrust was the one that sent him over the edge, with the 10th thrust finding him burying himself as deep into as he could, grinding his hips against her as he came. He moaned with pleasure, fingers digging into her hips as his cock swelled and pulsated inside of her. He filled his very own mother with his seed.<br><br>He took a few seconds to come down from his orgasm, still buried within her. He leaned forward, but only to grab a bottle of water before he stood upright once more, his spent cock slipping out of her before he let his shorts slip back into place. He drank heavily from the bottle of water, some of it dripping down over his sweaty torso before he turned back to the lawn mower, acting like he hadn't just fucked his mother (albeit quickly) before starting back at the task at hand. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>09-05-2017, 21:28:53</strong>
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				<strong>Name: </strong>Harry<br><strong>Location:</strong> Garage/Front Yard<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Kim, Hannah, Open<br><br>Harry tried to give Kim a reassuring look but failed miserable before watching his curvy older sister move off with the tent. The screetching sound of metal on concrete quickly caused him to turn around and watch his twin ungracefully drag the camping stove across the driveway and onto the yard. He winced at that sound which was up there like nails dragging across a chalkboard. For all of her intelligence and methodology when it came to organizing things, Hannah still failed at some of the more basic tasks - like asking him to help her carry the thing, instead of dragging it across the ground.<br><br>Shaking his head, he turned to all the hunting gear. It would all need to be cleaned, the edges of the blades honed and the like and it was the sort of task he enjoyed to do. They were just like electronic or mechanical parts to him - he liked it a bit. He started to set out the various blades beside the guns on the table as well, each one seeming to have its own place in the grand order of things. He even leaned the fishing rods out against the edge of the table. There was certainly plenty to do.<br><br>That something was off still nagged at the back of his mind though. There was no imminent danger that he could discern and his father would not have left if there was, but something didn't quite seem right. He could easily get absorbed in the weaponry that was spread out but that meant he couldn't keep an eye on Hannah, who was now using the neighbors house to make rainbows in the air. <br><br>"Kim, help me hang these tarps up to try." He says, motioning to the pile of folded tarps. He grabbed them and some ripcord before taking all out into the yard. He strung the paracord up between two trees and waited for Kim to help him start unfolding the tarps and hanging them over the temporary ridgeline, letting them flutter in the wind and air out. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>09-05-2017, 21:40:51</strong>
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				The Following Post Contains Details No Other Character Will Be Aware Of Until Shared By This Character, Or Revealed At A Later Date<br><br><strong>Name: </strong>Richard<br><strong>Location:</strong> Quick-Mart<br><strong>Tagged: </strong>None<br><br>Richard quickly filled the trolley with canned items and even some of those camping MRE's that he found. None of the fruit or vegetables or refrigerated goods were salvageable. He also grabbed a stack of bottled water as well. It was clear, though, that he would have to bring some of his family back with him to get more supplies to fully restock...and he also needed to find out what was going on. He debated leaving cash at the checkout isle but for some reason didn't think it was worth it. And just because, he also checked the phoneline - it was dead as he expected it would be.<br><br>Passing by the checkout counter, he grabbed a few different newspapers off the stand as well. The were all dated from over a month ago. "What the fuck..." He muttered again, shaking his head. He didn't strain his eyes trying to read them in the halflight that filtered into the grocery store. The emergency lighting was still going and the windows weren't shuttered. He wheeled the trolley to the sliding doors and flipped the latches on them to be able to manually open. He pried them open which took a bit more effort than he was expecting before he was able to guide the trolley out and into the parking lot.<br><br>The rattling of the wheels on the pavement was slightly eerie and he kept looking around, expecting some great prank or people to appear out of nowhere. But there was nothing. Silence, just silence, like the three months in the forest. Only there was no rustling of the leaves is this paved parking lot.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Family Survival: Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Emi</strong> on <strong>16-05-2017, 00:45:31</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kimberly "Kim"<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Twins<br><hr><br>Kim watched her younger brother, he was adorable. Even though he was nervous, his twin seemed happy to just be in the drive way and randomly be herself. Looking around for a moment, she could tell something was off. The street, while not the loudest, was oddly quiet. There wasn't even the sound of people being around, plus with all the unkept yards. Something was off. She mildly blamed her youngest brother for this paranoia. However, she couldn't fight off his fear. The pure silence outside of her family was almost painful.<br><br>As Harry asked for help, she actually jumped slightly from the sudden sound. Looking over, she gave him a small smile. "Yeah, sure;" she said and walked over to him.<br><br>Helping him hang up everything the sound of the tarps moving from the wind helped her calm down slightly. Silence always freaked her out. Once the rope was full, she looked at Harry and watched him for a moment. "I think you are right though Harry. Something is off, daddy is taking to long too. Hmm," she thought and tapped a finger on her chin and lower lip for a moment, "do you think we should go get him? I'm starting to get worried."
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