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.
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