The White
Copyright© 2012 by ahorsewithnoname
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - 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
I saw her looking at me from the doorway, raw hunger in her circle-darkened and bloodshot eyes.
“Now?” she asked, hesitation laced with ravenous craving in that request for sustenance.
It was the begging that both turned me on and disturbed me. I nodded.
She moved quickly to the bed, almost forgetting my rules and nearly stumbling in her haste to stop. Quickly shedding her clothes, she climbed onto the bed and pulled the covers down, revealing my naked form.
At fifty-one years old, I wasn’t exactly model material, but to her, that didn’t matter at all. She wanted desperately to go straight for my cock, but she knew that I would disapprove. She would do anything to stay in my good graces.
Looking at me and catching my eye, she moved her lips to my ankle, kissing it, then extending her tongue out and licking up my shin, over my knee, along my thigh, half-whimpering as she passed my half-erect cock that she had to leave untouched, across my stomach, my chest and then up to my mouth, kissing me.
She thrust her tongue into my mouth, perhaps too aggressively, but I suppose I understood her acute desire to speed things up. I, however, had other plans. Like many men, having been subjected to the whims of women in the past, it was now my time.
As I felt my cock harden, I took hold and rolled her, putting me on top, our mouths parting. I could feel her body trembling, yet almost coiled, her eyes open and darting, watching me for any signs of rejection.
There were none. I was simply going to make her wait a bit longer. In quiet resignation, she spread her legs for me and made an effort to look like she was inviting me inside.
Reaching between us, I aimed my cock at her shaved pussy, the one concession I yielded to her after she begged me to let her keep it bare. She claimed that all the girls her age were shaved and when taking showers in school it was embarrassing to have a bush.
With a quick thrust, I was inside her, at least partway, a gasp escaping from her lips. She was as tight as you’d imagine any eighteen-year-old to be, especially one that wasn’t expecting to get fucked, and one that wasn’t getting fucked by anyone but me.
That was one of the perks of my job.
As I slid inside to my balls, I saw her bite her lip, the depth of my penetration still relatively new to her. She then ran her tongue across her lips, wetting them absentmindedly, the same lips and tongue that would be sucking my cock soon, when her hunger would finally be sated. My cock throbbed at that thought.
As my wife awakened and rolled over, she opened her eyes and saw that I was balls deep inside of her niece and gave me a wistful but compassionate look. She reached over and lightly touched her niece’s hair, causing the young girl to turn her head towards the First Lady, her aunt.
She saw the advanced condition in her niece’s eyes, the redness, and looked back at me, watching me stroke in and out of the tightly stretched opening.
“Let her have it,” she said to me in a gracious yet almost detached way.
I nodded slightly but then exhibited just a bit of the cruel streak that men were now prone to do, given their manifest position these days in society.
“Oh God ... yes ... yes...” as I closed my eyes and stroked faster, acting as though my orgasm was impending. I could feel my niece’s body go rigid beneath me.
“Noooooooooooooooooo!!!!” she cried out, her hands moving to my chest to push me off of her. When she saw the smirk of my slightly curled lip, it took her quasi-drug-spiked brain a moment to realize that I was not being serious.
Her lips formed the letter “F” and I suspect it was for the word “Fucker” and not “Funny”, but she restrained her output.
I pulled out and lay down on my back, indicating it was her time now. She quickly moved between my legs, her sole focus now on how to get me to cum, soon, in her mouth.
My wife knew that this was her time too, and moved to straddle my face, but looking toward her niece, watching her suck my hard, pussy-juice coated cock into her mouth, remembering not too long ago when she too had to suck me off or face death.
For me, this was my time, if you could call it that. My wife had settled her trimmed pussy onto my face and I was licking her while she pinched her nipples, and my cock was being devoured by my 18-year-old niece. I knew I wasn’t going to last too long.