Ch. 13 The Apocalypse Can’t Stop Love +18

Maggie shifted her weight. Then she felt something growing beneath her.

"Is that your staff or are you just happy to see me?"

"Firstly, Yes. Secondly, That was worse than any of mine"

Maggie moves her hips slowly. "I would beg to differ"

Michael grabs her hips and starts moving her slightly faster. "I can get behind the begging part". He squeezes her hips and feels in his palms. Michael is definitely a fan of all of Maggie.

"I'm sure you would love that. And why does it seem bigger now?" Her face starts to blush heavily. She turns around to face Michael as she straddles his lap.

"Thank you? Was it small before? I thought I was doing pretty alright" It was a critical hit and super effective. The attack critically wounded Michael's self esteem and ego.

"No! I mean… Ahem, no. It's big. I could barely take it last time, it's just that it feels different in this position. How big is it?" Maggie tried to use her words like duct tape to put Michael back together.

"I don't really know. I didn't get the point of measuring, it totally wasn't because I'm self conscious. And you can't prove it!" Maggie rolls her eyes at Michael seemingly recovering. "Now if you really want to make it up to me, how about-"

Michael sealed her lips and ran his right hand through her short hair. His left arm was around her back working it's way downwards. He can't just enjoy the feast right away. He has to earn it and build up the anticipation.

Maggie starts grinding on his lap as they sloppily kiss. As soon as their tongues met it was like their brains started craving the other person. Both immediately started heating up.

Maggie was going slow, making sure they both felt every inch of movement. Her arms around his neck and playing with his hair. He moved his left hand to her ass and started squeezing. The made her moan and drove Michael crazy.

They broke the kiss realizing they had to breath. "You are such…. A tease" Michael said catching his breath and squeezing her butt harder.

"Speak for yourself mister" She pulled his shirt up revealing his chiseled 6-pack abs. The sun light that got through the cracks in the barn making them glisten. "Fuck me" Maggie practically drools over them.

"Gladly". "No, I mean yes. But hold on a sec. you weren't like this when we first did it. Have you been working out?"

Michael thinks about it for a second. "Yes. I've been running for my life or fighting for it nearly every day. I actually just went for my first run this morning that wasn't me being chased around by walkers. And I wasn't kidding when I said genetics helps"

"Maybe I should start working out with you" Maggie runs her stomach. It's not fat, but it's not super skinny either. Michael likes her as is, but knows that landmines are already under his feet and ready to explode.

He rolls Maggie over onto her back and pushed her down while he's on top of her.

"You are perfect Maggie Greene. If you want to work out to prepare for the future I won't tell you no. I'm here to help you with whatever you want. And I enjoy everything about you" Michael moves her shirt up to her diaphragm exposing her flat stomach. He backs up and starts kissing her stomach. Michael can see that Maggie closes her legs and her blush deepens further as she holds back her moans. "Another sensitive spot discovered. I just can't get enough of you"

Michael sits up as Maggie looks at him. He takes his shirt and brings it over his head. Maggie sees his abs appear, followed by his pecs. She sees his collar bones and how defined every muscle is. She hadn't seen any guy look this good. Not even when she was watching certain videos online.

Bodybuilders were too big for her, and swimmers were too lean. Michael was like right in the middle, and that's the way she likes it.

She reaches forward as he has the shirt over his face. She moves her fingers across all the muscles she can. They are strong and firm, but still feels like skin. It's pleasant and she can just look and feel them all day.

Michael brings his shirt over his face. She sees his smirk and rolls her eyes.

She looks at his arms and shoulders that look like they can carry her entire world. Then she looks at the thing that will rock her entire world.

Michael gets back to kissing and licking her stomach. He works on moving her shorts off. It was a difficult task because Maggie could t decide if it tickles her or turns her on. It was both honestly. But he completed his objective and let them hang on her ankles. He worked his way down wards from the belly button. Just when he gets to her waist her suddenly turns to his right. He kisses down her right thigh until he gets halfway. While he is kissing her body his left hand is mirroring where he is kissing with his fingers on the left thigh. His right hand resting on her hip.

Being halfway he decides to open Maggie's squirming legs. He sees that Maggie is definitely feeling it, besides her moans that are escaping her mouth with her hands over it as she tries to stay quiet.

He leaves her panties on for now and kisses her inner thigh making his way back up. Sometimes the journey is what makes the destination all the better. And judging by the wet spot, he was absolutely right.

"I can't take it anymore!" Maggie gasps and grabs the back of his head and presses his mouth against her lower lips. Michael moves the thin fabric and decides to French kiss since she asked so nicely.

Michael was beyond turned on. His pants even hurt to stay on. But he was having too much fun making Maggie experience bliss. He explored her with his tongue like he explored her mouth previously. He knew not to get his tongue or mouth tired yet so he used his neck muscles to start. He found which parts made her squeeze his head and which parts made her gasp and moan. Michael was having the time of his life.

Soon Michael could tell she was close so he brought his dominants right hand to just above his nose and found her clit. He decided to make her feel even better. He used his tongue to press against her spots inside while his thumb works, pressing and gently gliding against the little bead.

Maggie cums hard, she hasn't even been able to make herself come that hard before. She moans loudly and her muscles contract as Michael also gets a happy surprise. Maggie is also a squirter.

Michael kept going while Maggie came and only stopped when her muscles relaxed and started squirming again.

He wiped his face on the back of his wrist. He grabbed Maggie's shirt and took it off her. He also removed her bra and panties as she was still recovering. He also took off their socks and shoes. Maggie was laying on his leather jacket to not get scratched by the hay.

He kissed and licked Maggie's breasts. He also grabbed her right thigh and gave it some appreciation like a cultured gentleman.

"Stop teasing me" Maggie whispered.

Michael felt a shiver go from his head to his toes and back. He wanted to hear her voice more and make her beg for it. Objective identified.

Michael took a condom from his pants. He never stripped his pants and underwear off so fast before.

He puts the condom on and gets on top of Maggie as she lay on her back. He starts his cock against her vagina but doesn't penetrate. Maggie grabs his hair and kisses him. She tries to move her hips to make him enter her. But he keeps on teasing it.

"Please Michael, I can't take it" she whispers into his ear. "What do you want me to do. Be exact and descriptive" He whispers back, biting her ear lobe a bit.

"Michael" Maggie complains and whines.

Michael keeps teasing her. Then he punishes one of her nipples. "Tell me exactly what you want. I want to hear you nonstop Maggie, as much as you want me to shut up I want you to talk and moan"

Maggie looks away from Michael face, her cheeks and ears are red. "Please, Michael! Fuck me"

"Not good enough. Keep trying" Michael whispers into her ear and gives her a peck on the lips before kissing her neck. A few seconds later she grabs his head and brings it above hers to look him in his eyes.

"Michael Parson. I want your cock. I want you to fuck me crazy and make me yours. I want to feel you inside m-" Michael plunged his staff all the way in in one go. She was so wet and turned down that it was wet enough, but that didn't mean it was easy. He was large and she was tight.

Maggie and Michael moaned and grunted in pleasure. Michael took a few seconds to enjoy being inside her. "Maggie!" Michael moaned and then passionately kissed her. Her rocked his hips slowly. Maggie wasn't idle either. She had her legs around Michael. Her hands were feeling every inch of his body. They indulged in each other and couldn't stop. Michael was enjoying making Maggie feel so good, and he was not far behind her.

He pulled her hair, firmly squeezed her tits and ass. He couldn't decide which part of her body he liked the best. He just loved it all. One part wouldn't be the same without the rest. It was Maggie's body and that's what drove Michael up the walls.

They tried many different positions. Whenever Maggie or Michael would cum. He had multiple condoms.

They tested how flexible Maggie was and how strong Michael was. They had Maggie on her back and stomach. Doggie style, which they enjoyed as one of the best. Maggie was on her side with one leg over Michael's shoulder as he thrusted endlessly. He would slow down or speed up. Be gentle or be rough. Maggie even had the chance to be on top. But she would only be able to go so long before her muscles gave out to the pleasure.

They spent hours, from the morning to after lunch, doing the deed. Both of their brains were long gone and their bodies only seemed pleasure and giving pleasure to the other.

Let's say they both were dehydrated by the end.

They were cuddling, Maggie was resting on top of Michael's chest, both enjoying the feeling of their naked bodies against the other. They both forgot the apocalypse was in full swing. But that doesn't mean Michael wasn't ready to fight for his and Maggie's life even naked.

They heard a voice and their hearts nearly stopped. "Maggie!"

They both looked at each other's face and then their nude bodies.

""Shit""