The White
Copyright© 2012 by ahorsewithnoname
Chapter 10
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 10 - In a world where 90% of the male population died due to a plague, it is the females that suffer a worse fate. The plague altered their DNA to the point that they could not survive for long without what became known as "the White"... semen. If that wasn't bad enough, the best quality, the most nourishing, came from those closest genetically, i.e. FAMILY. You can read a bunch of reader's comments over at Bookapy.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/ft Blackmail Coercion Consensual Rape Reluctant Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Workplace Post Apocalypse Sharing Incest Mother Father Daughter Group Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
A minute passed and the pain began subsiding. The Secret Service knocked and Mary answered, directing them to escort Sarah into a bedroom.
“Are you alright, Mr. President?” she inquired. “Jack?” She was one of the few who could use my first name, as Mary was one of the select few who was on my list of recipients for the White. She was widowed and a family friend. Closer now, due to the White.
“I’m okay ... I just need a minute. You can go, Mary, and thank you.”
She nodded, and then turned and left. I gathered myself and then walked to the bedroom and entered.
My daughter Sarah was bound in an outfit suitable for an insane asylum. It was standard procedure, but it still hurt to see her like that. Upon my entrance, the two agents immediately removed her restraints and then left the room.
Sarah should not have gone into White Panic, as it was called, for another couple of days, which is why she was scheduled for a visit tonight. It was one of the mysteries of the White, that the need, on rare occasions, would spring forth a day or so ahead of time, sometimes causing major scheduling issues.
As soon as the agents were out of the room, Sarah moved towards me.
“Wait,” I said, putting up my hands, “it’s going to take five to ten minutes, maybe fifteen for the drug to kick in.”
“WHAT?” she practically shouted. “I can’t wait that long, Daddy.” She paced back and forth for a minute and then looked at me as if I were a piece of meat and she a carnivore. Despite her White-crazed stupor, she must have come up with an idea.
My head was pounding. The effect of the drug was like taking a half dozen Viagra, where one might give you a slight throbbing in your head (among other places), and six would definitely produce bad results.
This was more refined, of course, so most of the bad side effects were negated, but it still produced some head pounding, and nothing could negate the aggressiveness and sometimes the disorientation.
Sarah began peeling off her clothes, first her jacket, then her dress, then her bra and panties, until she was standing naked in front of her father.
I think I know how Dr. Bruce Banner feels right as he begins to transform. Heavy breathing, a feeling of something bad about to happen.
I was staring at my daughter’s pussy. Then her eyes. Then back to her pussy. My breathing was ragged.
“Do you like my pussy, Daddy?” asked Sarah, putting her hand down to it, partially covering up her thin, brown, landing strip, and using her fingers to spread her outer lips open. “It’s tight, Daddy. Would you like to fuck me? I’ll let you, you know if you just let me have the White.”
I grunted at the word “fuck”. Had never heard her use it before. It sounded good, though, coming from her.
Seeing me not agreeing yet, she turned and presented her ass to me.
“Daddy, what about my ass?” She now was pulling on one cheek, opening her crack up so I could see her asshole. I grunted once again.
“I was a virgin in my ass until today, Daddy, so you can’t take my cherry there, but I’m still very tight I bet. Do you wanna fuck me in the ass, Daddy?” She was practically begging me.