Jason walked through the bunker corridors, his mind racing with everything Richard had revealed. The nanovirus, the enhancements, Richard's surprising acceptance of their relationships. It was almost too much to process. Each step toward Elaine's room felt heavier than the last as he considered how to explain it all.
He paused outside her door, taking a deep breath before knocking firmly. The soft "Come in" from the other side barely registered as he steeled himself for the serious discussion ahead.
The room was dimmer than usual, lit only by a few scattered lamps that cast a warm, golden glow. Jason blinked, his eyes adjusting slowly to the low light. When they finally did, he froze in the doorway, his prepared speech dying on his lips.
Elaine, Lily, and Marissa were arranged on the bed, each wearing lingerie that left little to the imagination. Elaine reclined against the headboard in sophisticated black lace that highlighted her mature curves, an elegant contrast to her daughters. Lily sat cross-legged in a baby-blue ensemble with delicate ribbons that somehow managed to be both innocent and deeply provocative. Marissa lounged confidently at the foot of the bed in a bold red two-piece that barely covered her athletic frame.
Jason's mouth opened and closed several times before he finally found his voice. "I... wow." His eyes widened as he took in the scene. "I must be the luckiest man in the world."
Elaine's lips curved into a pleased smile. "We thought you might appreciate a little surprise after your meeting with Richard."
Lily giggled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Was this a good idea?"
"The best idea," Jason managed, still staring.
Marissa smirked, clearly enjoying his reaction. "You should see your face right now."
Elaine rose gracefully from the bed and approached him, the lace shifting with each step. "We wanted to do something special for you," she explained, running her hands up his chest. "And I thought it might be a good opportunity to teach the girls a few things."
Behind her, Lily and Marissa nodded, their expressions a mix of shyness and anticipation.
"They're both still learning," Elaine continued, her voice dropping to a more intimate tone. "And who better to guide them than their mother?" She traced a finger along his jawline. "There is nothing to be ashamed of. What should be ashamed of is pretending to know when you do not know and hurting both yourself and the other person."
Jason nodded, already pulling his shirt over his head. "I couldn't agree more."
Within moments, his clothes were discarded, and he joined them on the bed, the four of them settling into a comfortable arrangement as if they'd been doing this for years.
"So," Lily asked, curling against his side, "how did it go with Dad? Was he angry?"
Jason shook his head. "Actually, no. Just as we thought, he's aware of everyone here. When I questioned him about his knowledge, he explained he could recognize it from your expressions. According to him, 'Certain matters don't need electronic surveillance.' He mentioned I'm progressing 'more quickly than expected,' whatever that's supposed to mean."
Elaine's forehead creased in confusion. "I know he initiated this, but I'm surprised he agreed so readily. Did he really show no sign of irritation?"
"No, he wasn't angry at all and said regretfully that he had failed you for a long time." Jason explained. " For the first time in a long time, I saw my old father on his face. He seemed to have returned to his old self for a moment. Then he went emotionless again and started talking about the component."
Marissa snorted. "That's putting it mildly."
"There's more," Jason continued. "The compound he mentioned isn't just for genetic protection. It's a nanovirus he smuggled from his lab before the Collapse. He redesigned it to enhance human capabilities—strength, reflexes, cellular regeneration. Not immediately, but over time."
Lily's eyes widened with excitement. "Like superpowers? That's amazing!"
Elaine's expression darkened as she pulled Jason closer protectively. "Is it safe? I don't want you taking experimental drugs, Jason."
"Richard assured me he wouldn't administer it without fully briefing me first," Jason said, stroking her arm. "He told me, 'I'm not a monster, Jason.' I believe he wouldn't risk my life unnecessarily."
Marissa looked skeptical. "But still, a government experiment? Those never end well in the movies."
"Think about it," Lily interjected. "If we're really rebuilding humanity, enhanced abilities would be a huge advantage! Stronger immune systems, faster healing—we'd be better equipped to handle whatever's out there."
They fell silent, each contemplating the implications of Richard's revelation.
After a moment, Lily's face brightened mischievously. "Enough talking. Time for a mother-daughter sex lesson," she declared, breaking the tension.
They all laughed, the heavy conversation giving way to the warmth of their connection.
Elaine shifted into a more instructional posture. "Alright, girls. The first thing to remember is that men respond to both visual stimulation and touch." She ran her hands down Jason's chest. "Watch how I touch him, and pay attention to his reactions."
The sisters leaned forward attentively as Elaine demonstrated various techniques, her experienced hands working their magic on Jason's body.
"Now you try," she encouraged, guiding Lily's hand. "That's it. Gentle but firm."
They took turns following Elaine's instructions, each developing their own style—Lily's touch delicate and teasing, Marissa's more confident and direct.
As Jason's breathing quickened, Elaine moved lower, her red waves cascading over her shoulders. "Men love to watch," she said, her voice husky as she glanced up at him. "Show him how much you're enjoying it."
Her lips curved into a smile as she demonstrated, her skilled touch eliciting a sharp intake of breath from Jason. "Feel how I use my tongue, the way I move... follow his cues, and he'll tell you exactly what he wants."
The sisters hung on her every word, their gazes fixed on Elaine's graceful movements. With a gentle guidance, she encouraged them to try, their hands now confident as they explored.
Jason's eyes closed, his chest rising and falling rapidly. The sensation of three sets of hands, three mouths, each unique and captivating, was overwhelming. He couldn't speak, couldn't think, lost in a maelstrom of pleasure.
"That's it," Elaine whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "Let yourself feel everything. Don't hold back."
His breath caught as fingers traced patterns across his skin, each touch distinct yet harmonizing with the others. The gentle pressure of Marissa's confident grip, Lily's tentative exploration, and Elaine's experienced guidance—all merging into a symphony of sensation.
"Is this good?" Lily asked softly, her voice tinged with uncertainty despite her bold movements.
"God, yes," Jason managed to gasp, his words dissolving into a groan as another wave of pleasure crashed through him. "Just like that... please..."
Marissa's voice came from somewhere near his chest. "You're trembling," she observed, a hint of satisfaction in her tone. "I never thought it could be like this."
He wanted to respond but could only nod weakly, surrendering completely to their touch, their warmth, their voices murmuring encouragement and desire. The boundaries of his consciousness seemed to blur, everything reduced to this moment, this shared intimacy that transcended all the isolation they'd endured.
When he finally climaxed in Elaine's mouth, she didn't swallow immediately. Instead, she turned to Lily and kissed her deeply, passing some of the fluid to her. Lily then kissed Marissa, creating a chain of intimate sharing before they all swallowed and showed Jason their empty mouths.
Elaine grinned at his stunned expression. "It tastes good but let's change your diet so it tastes better," she said matter-of-factly.
Jason's arousal returned almost immediately at the sight. "You three are incredible."
"Now," Elaine said, glancing at Lily, "considering you've only had your first time recently, I think I should take the lead for the next round." She positioned herself on the bed, explaining as she went. "The key is finding an angle that's comfortable for both partners."
She gently pulled Jason closer, her hands on his hips, and whispered in his ear, "Relax, let me guide you." As she eased him into position, she added, "It's all about finding the right alignment." Her words were meant for her daughters as much as for him, a soft, reassuring narration of her actions. "Watch how I adjust here," she said, tilting her hips to take him in deeper. "You want to find a position that maximizes contact and pleasure for both of you."
Marissa's eyes widened as she observed, her breath quickening. "Does it hurt?" she asked, her voice carrying a mix of concern and curiosity.
"Only if you're not ready," Elaine replied, her breath catching as Jason began to move with her. "But when you're properly aroused, it's... it's incredible. It's about finding a rhythm that works for you both." Her eyes fluttered as she closed them, savoring the sensation. "Oh, yes... like that," she murmured, guiding Jason's hips with her hands.
Lily, her eyes sparkling with excitement, asked, "How do you know when to change positions, Mom?"
Elaine opened her eyes, her gaze softening as she looked at her daughters. "You'll feel it, Lily. It's an instinctual thing. Your bodies will tell you when you need to switch things up. Communication is key." She smiled, her expression a mix of pleasure and maternal pride. "And don't be afraid to experiment. Find what works for you."
Jason tried to maintain the slow, controlled pace Elaine had set, but his restraint snapped. With a low growl, he grasped her hips and flipped her over, settling into a primal rhythm. "I can't hold back, Mom. You can explain it to them later. They'll understand," he whispered, his voice thick with need.
Elaine's eyes widened at his sudden change in position and pace, but she quickly surrendered to the sensation. Her instructional tone transformed into breathless moans as she met his urgent thrusts with eager ones of her own. "Yes... like that, Jason. Oh, yes..." she encouraged, her hands roaming over his back, pulling him closer.
Lily and Marissa watched, transfixed, as their mother's restrained guidance turned into unrestrained pleasure. Elaine's body moved with Jason's, her eyes fluttering closed as she whispered his name between kisses. The sisters' gazes flickered between each other, their eyes wide with a mix of surprise and a strange, exciting thrill.
"Oh, shit!" Elaine's eyes snapped open, a mix of desire and panic flashing across her face. "We forgot... we didn't use a condom."
Jason's eyes, hazy with lust, widened at her words. He stilled for a moment, his breath ragged, before pulling out and away from her with a sharp, desperate motion. His release coated her stomach and chest, a stark, visible reminder of their passion.
Elaine let out a soft moan, her hands reaching down to trace lazy patterns on her skin, her body still thrumming with pleasure.
"Let us help with that," Lily purred, her voice low and filled with unspoken promise. She and Marissa exchanged a knowing glance, their eyes sparkling with mischievous intent.
The sisters moved in unison, leaning down to lap gently at Elaine's skin with their tongues, their heads close together as they slowly and sensually cleaned her. Their movements were languid and deliberate, their eyes fixed on their task with focused intensity.
"Mmm, yes... there we go," Elaine sighed, her body relaxing back into the bed as she surrendered to the sensations washing over her. Her eyes drifted closed once more as she gave herself over to the tender aftercare, the remnants of her passion for her son now being lovingly tended to by her daughters.
"Unless you are planning to kill me like this, let me rest for a bit," Jason groaned, falling back against the pillows. "I can't help but get horny when you do these things."
They all laughed, settling into a comfortable tangle of limbs. Jason pulled Elaine against his chest, with Lily and Marissa curled on either side of them.
"Oh, I almost forgot," Jason said with a chuckle. "Dad also mentioned that we don't need to hide our relationship from him anymore, but he'd prefer not to be a direct witness. Something about not wanting to walk in on us fucking on the dinner table."
Their laughter filled the room, a moment of pure joy in their underground sanctuary.
"I don't know about you," Marissa said, tracing patterns on Jason's chest, "but I'm starting to think the end of the world might be the best thing that ever happened to us."
"I should be the one saying this," Jason grinned, his arm still wrapped around Marissa's shoulders. The weight of her body against his felt natural now, comfortable in a way he couldn't have imagined before. "If anyone's benefited from the apocalypse, it's probably me."
They continued their conversation in a relaxed manner, voices soft in the dim light of their underground sanctuary. Outside, the world might have ended, but here, surrounded by the people who mattered most, something new had begun. Jason couldn't help but wonder if they were the lucky ones after all—finding connection when the rest of humanity had lost everything.