The White
Copyright© 2012 by ahorsewithnoname
Chapter 12
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 12 - 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
“Ma’am?” asked the Secret Service agent.
As she watched her husband pummel her daughter’s ass, she could see, and hear, that he’d gone off the reservation.
“Send them,” was her reply, and her order. Technically, as First Lady, the Constitution granted her no powers, and should the President be temporarily incapacitated, the Vice President would assume control.
However, given the events of the past two years, many facets of life had changed, and the Secret Service, determined to protect the President and his family, knew what to do and acted accordingly.
Four large men, dressed in full clown regalia, burst into the bedroom and hauled the President off of his daughter, each man holding an arm or a leg and laying him back onto the bed, ignoring his protests, threats, and screams of panic.
His daughter, seemingly oblivious to the bizarre episode that was unfolding, scampered around in front of her Dad and immediately took his cock into her mouth. The attack by the clowns had staved off his impending eruption into his daughter’s ass but had not diminished his erection, much to her delight.
In her state, she wasted no time with sensual movement. Gobbling deep, she bobbed her head up and down in rapid fashion while massaging his balls, urgently trying to coax the life-sustaining load from his now overfilled balls.
It wasn’t a long wait.
With the administration of the drug, an oversupply of semen was available and Sarah was euphoric when the first taste of it hit her tongue. She stopped bobbing and just sucked and licked, and then became quickly overwhelmed by the massive cumshot.
It was both the quantity of ejaculate and the number of ejaculations that swamped her. She couldn’t swallow fast enough and some shot out her nose and leaked out of her lips. She quickly licked up the excess.
The President, restrained through the whole process, was milked dry and sapped of all energy. When his orgasm hit, he stopped struggling against his captors, who soon after, upon seeing the orgasm subside, released him and immediately exited the room, trying to provide him with some scrap of dignity.
Sarah lay back, feeling the effect of the White flooding her system, the equivalent of multiple orgasms hitting all at once.
The door to the room opened once again, though quietly this time.
It was the First Lady, who went to the closet and retrieved two blankets, first covering her daughter, and then covering her lover, her husband, and her President.
She held him as he began to shiver. This was an expected after-effect. Mary had visited the First Lady after administering the shot to the President and alerted her as to what was going on so that she could discretely monitor the situation.
There was roughly a 50-50 chance that someone taking the drug would forget who they were, who they were with, etc. It was awful, and she needed to be here when he snapped out of his stupor. Right now he was simply shaking and curling into a ball.
“It’s okay, Jack. I’m here,” said his wife, holding him and talking softly to him.
It took almost fifteen minutes for him to recover and stop shaking.
“Oh ... oh god ... oh ... what have I done?” Jack began, looking around with clear eyes.