Apocalyptic Lovers Life Begins to Revive
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It was a normal day, just like every other one. You wake up, hate the president, complain about something being overpriced, eat breakfast, and then get dressed for your crappy job. The second you're ready to face another boring day, everything went crazy.
Note : This story is completely fictional! I was still a virgin at my 18th . When mom (Eva) went to sleep, my father sneaked to my room &fucked me while I was drunk. Next morning, I saw traces of dry blood & sperms on my pussy. I told mom & she gave me pills at once. I became calm when she told me that the first intercourse may cause little pain to the girl & that I was lucky that I lost my virginity under alcohol. She added that sex is fantastic but she laid the blame on daddy for not...
IncestJonathan's head rang with the force of the collision. The boy opposite him nearly took him out with this latest hit. He pushed back decided that the young man would not break the defenses of the small group. The snarling attackers pushed forward, determined to get past the defenders and to the defended people. Smaackk! The sound of the receiver catching the football and the roar of the crowd signaled the end of the game. “21 to 20! The Tigers win the semi-finals!” the announcer screamed over...
IncestA couple months had gone by since the night that Mike really laid the heavy debauchery on the lovely Aly. She is a very wonderful girl, but sometimes she can get herself into trouble, and with Mike, that was just the case. None the less, the two hit it off well and were actually quite suited for each other. Ever since the day they met, she hadn’t once been a prick tease to him. In fact, she was very good to him. Occasionally, when they stayed the night with each other – which was quite often...
Book Two: Sultry Fantasies Unleashed Chapter Six: Classroom Debauchery By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 Note: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this. Steve Davies Linda and I headed into Rainier Christian College, the students already arriving in their uniform. Despite being in college, the school still had a uniform for its students. The guys wore their gray slacks and white shirts, their ties tucked beneath sweater vests or falling down their chests. The girls, the vast majority of...
https://vndb.org/v7747/chars#chars Key: Sentences in brackets() are thoughts. Chapter 1: Capture. Tokyo. A few years ago a mass of land appeared offshore next to the great city. None of the citizens knew what to make of it. Rumours are that this new…"island city" was funded by several powerful politicians and businessmen as a den of debauchery and crime. It was also shocking that the island declared itself independent of Japan though a long bridge led from the Tokyo mainland to...
As a very young girl I watched a trilogy of Italian movies from the seventies. These were my bedtime feasting, heavy in sexual innuendo and full of beautiful curvaceous Italian women, heavy breasted and titillating, heavy breathing and full of dirty old men, firing a girls imagination, and the naughty ending under the bedclothes, something my roommates never failed to comment about. Looking back I guess these and others like the 'Story of O', and the 'Decameron' brought me into my oestrous...
"Forgive me father, for I have sinned." Her voice was unabashedly unapologetic, a sultry purr that slithered through the screen in the that separated her and Father Lucas. "It has been three weeks since my last confession, as you very well know…" Father Lucas hooked his finger into his suddenly too tight collar and tugged. The confessional, usually quite comfortable, felt suddenly too warm; he could feel the beads of sweat on his brow as the familiar voice of the she-devil kissed his ears....
SpankingDecember 17, 1983, West Monroe, Ohio As soon as we started kissing, Hannah started tugging at my clothes, pulling my polo shirt from my jeans. We broke the kiss and she pulled my shirt over my head and reached for my belt. Less than a minute later she had me naked. “Wow!” she gasped. “It’s huge! And you can fit it in me?” “Yes,” I replied with a grin. “If you want.” “I want!” “I think you’re wearing too many clothes!” Hannah laughed and began quickly removing her clothes — sweater,...
I had heard that a beach called False Cape State Park was a good place to go for alternative beach activities. So I told my wife we were going to VA Beach for the weekend and were going to try a new place for some nude sunbathing with the possibility of other recreational activities. She was only to happy to pack the cooler and bag, then put on her jean mini skirt for the 3 1/2 hour ride down. My wife is a petite 53 year old Asian with an adventurous spirt, high sex drive and a sex body. At...
By Millie Dynamite He lay on the floor crying his hands bound behind his back. The open safe devoid of its contents sent fear through his heart – even so, the pain she caused worried him more. The big black cases held the substances formerly in his safe while she sat next to them smoking a cigarette. She had removed the big strap-on with which she hammered his ass. “So, Mr. Banker, how long have you laundered money for the Colombians?” Gabriella asked him. “Three years and four months,”...
Day 1 Saturday “Oh my…God…Sis, is this really happening?” I gasped as the ship slowly chugged out of Southampton harbour on its way to the Mediterranean. “I know what you mean,” My younger sister Sam grinned as I hugged me; “this is going to be the best holiday of our lives!” Sam had won an ‘All-inclusive Cruise for two’ plus £500 spending money, in a magazine competition. At 38 she was still unmarried but was the only person that this didn’t seem to bother. Her...
‘Forgive me father, for I have sinned.’ Her voice was unabashedly unapologetic, a sultry purr that slithered through the screen in the that separated her and Father Lucas. ‘It has been three weeks since my last confession, as you very well know…’ Father Lucas hooked his finger into his suddenly too tight collar and tugged. The confessional, usually quite comfortable, felt suddenly too warm, he could feel the beads of sweat on his brow as the familiar voice of the she-devil kissed his ears....
Mardi Gras in New Orleans, it is everything wonderful about living life to the fullest. My wife and I arrived in New Orleans the Friday before Fat Tuesday, we spent four days enjoying the food, drinks, and parades building up to Fat Tuesday’s celebration. On Tuesday, we awoke early, had breakfast, showered, and went into the French Quarter. It was late morning but we started celebrating early. The Quarter was already crowded and people were partying feverishly. My wife had prepared for the...
I woke with a start and a groan at the feeling of my morning erection engulfed in a hot and wet orifice. My mind in a fog, I realized it was not Millie, she was wrapped around my upper body gently purring in my arms with her tit nudging my lips. I gently disengaged myself from her and looked down to see Shelagh our latest student looking up at me with my cock firmly lodged in her mouth.Her head bobbed up and down, and her tongue twirled around my engorged glans each time she came up for air....
Group SexMain characters are all futas (futanari, hermaphrodite: a female with both a pussy and dick with balls optional). Here are my three original main topics, you can make your own if you want. Pregnant: You go about life impregnating, and getting pregnant. Any holes except oral, and anal are available for baby making. Pred: They only unbirth/eat. If they are unbirthed, or eaten then it is by another Pred. Bi: They are on both ends of unbirthing and vore. Prey: Only gets unbirthed and eaten. Can eat...
FetishI awoke with a groan, the bright sunlight hitting my face like a sledgehammer and making me squint. My mouth was parched and my whole body felt sore. The soft beating in my skull didn’t make getting my bearings any easier. Holding up a hand to block the stinging rays, which had, in my opinion, no fucking right to torture me at this time of day, I took a look around and felt my stomach twist. I had not the faintest clue where I was. The only things I was certain about were that I was naked,...
Group SexMardi Gras in New Orleans, it is everything wonderful about living life to the fullest. My wife and I arrived in New Orleans the Friday before Fat Tuesday; we spent four days enjoying the food, drinks, and parades building up to Fat Tuesday’s celebration. On Tuesday, we awoke early, had breakfast, showered, and went into the French Quarter. It was late morning but we started celebrating early. The Quarter was already crowded and people were partying feverishly. My wife had prepared for the...
Quickie SexThe evening has been meticulously planned for ages ; we travel to the hotel with you looking gorgeous , hot and so so ready.. already inserted in your very needy and wet pussy is a vibrating and expandable dildo.. remote controlled; of course ! so as we drive I can control what it does to you….telling you why its important for your pussy to be ready and wanting …we have a slow drink in the bar ..chatting and flirting.. the dildo is stimulating you throughout …you keep telling me how wet your...
Abbey and Gorge had been together since high school and married almost twelve months ago. They had always been open about sex, and explored many things, dominance and submission, various positions and toys. More recently they had been playing with sharing partners, never actually having done it they would talk out their fantasies in bed. Abbey started to notice that George was particularly amorous when she described herself being with a black man. One night while she sat atop George she decided...
InterracialAbbey and Gorge had been together since high school and married almost twelve months ago. They had always been open about sex, and explored many things, dominance and submission, various positions and toys. More recently they had been playing with sharing partners, never actually having done it they would talk out their fantasies in bed. Abbey started to notice that George was particularly amorous when she described herself being with a black man. One night while she sat atop George she decided...
InterracialLate NightA fair few seconds of clumsy scratching sounds, presumably from a series of unsuccessful assaults on the keyhole from the outside, finally led to the front door bursting open and the duo pouring in all at once – a four-legged performance of uncontrollable giggling, swaying with interlocked arms and stumbling steps. Stephen, seated on the couch, did not need to turn away from the TV set and look at them to know that Lorna and his sister Chelsea were adequately drunk.It was past 4 AM by...
IncestThe evening has been a few weeks in the making. Myself and four hot lads for a couple of hours of play in a hotel room. My ultimate “fucket list” item that I’ve been dreaming of for years, but in all honesty, never thought I’d actually be able to make happen, let alone have the guts to go through with it.You know that feeling of fight or flight? That’s what has been running through my head in the days leading up to tonight, as I think of how we’ll kick the evening off. Am I in the room and you...
Group SexWrong. So wrong. Thoughts flittered through my mind in tiny snippets, like confetti blown around by the maelstrom of my mixed emotions. Yet I couldn’t help but stare through the tiny gap in the hedge. Brittany looked around one last time, shy yet excited, then crouched down in the middle of the lawn. Sandra, her cousin, sat cross-legged on the lawn a few feet away, Brittany’s folded clothes in her lap, and watched as avidly as I did. God, how wrong. They were both eighteen. Brittany still had...
He lay on the floor crying his hands bound behind his back. The open safe devoid of its contents sent fear through his heart – even so, the pain she caused worried him more. The big black cases held the substances formerly in his safe while she sat next to them smoking a cigarette. She had removed the big strap-on with which she hammered his ass. "So, Mr. Banker, how long have you laundered money for the Columbians?" Gabriella asked him. "Three years and four months," he whimpered, then...
I smiled as I replaced the phone back in its cradle. I'd just finished speaking to my sister who had pretty much begged me to have my nephew to stay for a few weeks. By all accounts he had been driving his parents up the wall with the usual adolescent behaviour. Far from feeling put upon I gladly accepted, after all it's not like I had much else to fill my days with. I'm married to a successful business man and we live a more than privileged lifestyle. But it comes with a major drawback; I...
Steve Davies Linda and I headed into Rainier Christian High, the students already arriving in their uniform. The guys wore their gray slacks and white shirts, their ties tucked beneath sweater vests or falling down their chests. The girls, the vast majority of them, wore skirts that flashed around their thighs. Their schoolgirl skirts gave them such a sensuous sight. “Pervy teacher,” Linda said. “Staring at those sweet, young things.” I flashed her a grin. “A lot’s changed.” She rubbed...
"Fuck yeah, bitch!" Neil Corliss screamed as he sped the stolen Chrysler 200 down the deserted forest road, happier than he'd been in years. Bethany Dutton sat in the passenger seat, rooting through Grace Harker's purse. As far as Neil was concerned, justice had been served. Detective Harker had put Neil in handcuffs years earlier, and now he'd repaid the favor. He had her money, her car, and her clothes, and the helpless detective was now miles behind him. He wanted to rape her,...
Lissa resumed her spot and immediately Marie announced that she had received a dare: "Blindfold the victim. Between the remaining players, assign a number to each player after getting the victim to choose a number. That person will make out with the victim for at least 30 seconds, in whatever way they see fit. After the kiss is over, the kisser returns to their spot in the group and the blindfold is removed. If the victim guesses correctly on their first turn who kissed them it is the end of...
Lacey loved being his, even if it was her own little secret. Not Craig’s of course. She belonged to Mr. Basilton, she was his completely, even if he didn’t know. During the regular business day, he treated her just as he always had, protective, benevolently, and kind. He had no idea what nasty fantasies she harbored for him while he simply cared for her and her strange condition. Actually, Lacey had come to appreciate her condition; her crazy libido that kept her fantasizing all the time,...
I am Anne. I am the woman who went to Chicago to fuck a Russian concert pianist and his juicy Chinese page turner. Remember? I am also the woman who afterwards whispered "I love you" to her husband while rinsing her lover's fresh sperm from her cunt. By now you must find me disgusting. Please don't think I'd care less. I am not a masochist. I love to be liked. But yes, your disgust won't stop my desire to fuck outside my marriage. It is the spice of my life. Losing it would turn me...
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Miriam had always considered kissing other women or better yet having sex with them as really weird. Not really the ‘it’s unnatural’ angle, rather the ‘not my kind of tea’ one. It had taken a collapse of society, a civil war with even less people winning than a normal one and a year of living a life as a scavenger to change her opinion, but now it was thoroughly changed.Maybe it had been coming to the realization that having sex with another woman was far less ‘having sex’ and far more ‘playing...
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This is a continuation:Postapocalyptic reality 1https://xhamster.com/stories/postapocalyptic-reality-1-640119Of course, her pack might not appreciate other wasteland critters fucking her – and she might have problems scavving with the pack in tow. Come to think of it, returning to her old camp with a pack of mongrels (even if they will let her) might be a bit problematic. She wasn’t ready to abandon her hunting rifle or her laser weapons (even if fusion cells are hard to get), and though she...
Jenny didn't look like a mutant. Not at all like the green skinned super-mutants, nor the hideous ghouls. She didn’t have two heads, or three arms, or anything out of the ordinary. In fact, she looked absolutely normal – maybe even a little prettier than the average Wasteland girl. But there was something that set her apart – a hidden mutation triggered by the radiation that her parents and grandparents had been exposed to.Apart from cellular damage to most life-forms, the radiation that still...
"Welcome to the Dungeon of Delicious Debaucheries!"You are the First Shield Maiden, my newest and most favourite female sub. You will be most honoured while you are here. Providing you obey the rules of course...I wave you in and gesture for you to take your pick of the diversions by way of apology as I would oblige you myself only Dominatrix Emma is sat on my face... I'm quite partial to face sitting, first with underwear on, then off... because I'm almost certainly going to confis**te your...
Morning had come too early for Toby -- the requirement to turn out and deliver the edited Cindy and Beverly Show came only an hour and a half after he and Amy collapsed in bed, exhausted, after a torrid bout of lovemaking. It needed doing, though, so he cranked it out, then tried to go back to bed. It seemed like he'd only just closed his eyes when Ma came in and said, "Candace is on the phone -- something about a sign painter." That call brought good news, though -- not only could the...
She was a girl on a porn site and so was I. Every night, I frequently search thru looking for good pictures or videos to jerk off to. There were several ladies that turn me on but this one in particular just lit my balls on my fire. We'd met online originally and in person week's after we played in chat. Liz was (and I assume still is) GORGEOUS! About fun size, curvy but not overweight, long, light brown hair, big, full breasts, the kind that women who get implants would KILL for. And she loved...
Awake, bathed, dressed anew, Lionel watched the ladies descend for the ball. The ritual was the same as had prevailed during the Season, the situation was quite different. The overwhelming majority of these ladies were married women, most of them long-married. He was one of the most desirable partners, several women turned to him first when several men met them at once. He stepped back when Anne descended, which was the way married men treated their wives but a mistake in this case. She had...
The evening I went I was really afraid that someone would see me there or recognize me in some way. A weekday night seemed to be the best time as I figured there wouldn’t be many people around the downtown area. The entrance to the theater was off of a side street and I was able to park fairly close by. I went up to the ticket booth and I am sure the person inside was looking at me to be sure I was 18 or older. He finally asked my age and I told him. Okay he said as I slid my money through...
In one of the palace's high towers overlooking the vast moonlit sand dunes below, Lando Calrissian activated his comm device, signaled Luke, and silently waited for a response. In less than a minute, Lando received his reply. "Lando?" Luke's face appeared with minor static over the holographic transmission. "Luke," he acknowledged. "Everything is set for tomorrow at noon. Several of Jabba's guards will be moved to his townhouse in Mos Eisley in preparation for his arrival tomorrow...
Killian and Terrana had embraced their new lifestyle of wife sharing. Terrana never imagined she’d be a loving wife, but here she is as her husband puts it, killing it. In all their adventures, it has always led them back to their deep passion and full understanding of trust.Terrana was excited to be going home for a summer visit. It had already been a couple years since she last visited during the summer months. While Killian was busy with work, she saw this as a golden opportunity to visit...
IncestAuthor’s Note: This is a slowly developing story, and one that does not ‘get to the sex’ for quite a while. If that is what you’re interested in, you’ll be disappointed here. But if you enjoy getting wrapped up in characters and their stories, then I hope you enjoy what I have to offer. * Syresham, south Northamptonshire, England, 1809 The sun rose in the window overlooking Elizabeth Winshaw’s bed, and it woke her from a rather pleasant dream. The chickens could be heard in the yard below,...
( Disappointment )I stepped up to the apartment door, knowing that Andy was inside. I hadn’t responded to his texts, so I was sure he wanted to know how I felt about it. With a deep breath, I opened the door and went in. I went to my room first so I could change into fresh clothes. Next, I went to find something to eat since I skipped breakfast at Skylar’s place.I sat down at the table and ate some cereal while waiting for Andy to come out, which didn’t take long. He came out of his room, sat...
Office SexA man receives unfathomable power. Please leave a comment if you rate. Helps me do better. Copyright 2022, Coyote Howard. Roland drove up into the east end of town as that's where Christian, now Kristy, had told him this "Big G" was. It occurred to him that he had no idea what he was doing. Not really. He'd never done more than a social hit of pot, let alone harder drugs like cocaine or heroin, as Big G was probably dealing. Roland had asked Kristy and she'd offered up Big G as one...
Mary and Roc had completed their mission, an alliance with the P'OTP. The diplomats were miffed that it was an oral agreement, they loved written agreements. Not that they were any more binding, but they loved making official copies in triplicate. They could not copy the oral agreement with the P'OTP, because Mary had not made a recording. The fact that the diplomats were pissed actually made most other people happy, especially the Army Brass. The treaty with the P'OTP did not enhance the...
My name is Bill and I am 44 years old and I am quite happy with the way things are in my life and family. I have a good wife and two wonderful kids, ages 11 and 14, both girls. I am very sexual and I love sex and all its’ pleasures that comes along. Everything is fine except for the fact that my wife has been a little out of tune when it comes to sex mainly because of illness and so I have not been satisfied for almost 2 years now. My story begins when I had to take care of my two girls alone...
Denise reached the table, and threw down her most recent purchase with triumphant exhaustion. Lissa looked up, and stood energetically. I saw the glance the two exchanged, the subtle, disappointed shake of the head Lissa gave her mom. "Here mom, you can sit here -- there's only two chairs. Jason gave the other one away." This last with a flippant gesture of disgust in my direction. Denise was clearly a bit weary on her feet, and sat gratefully, with a heavy sigh. Lissa stood with her...
I looked over at Andrew as he took his last piece of clothing off: underwear. His almost fully erect cock sprang out and he turned towards us to watch Samantha suck my cock. I reached over and took his hard cock into my hand and slowly started to stroke him from his huge balls to the top of his cock. I would pull his foreskin back so that the big head was exposed, then I would tickle his cock’s tip. He started to moan and thrust his cock hard when I moved back down his shaft. It didn’t take him...
Sunny was back on hands and knees, because George had kind of caught her there, while she was teasing him. Although he had been licking and lapping her pussy and the crack of her ass for some time, she expected him to keep it up awhile. Sunny wasn't prepared when he suddenly lifted his muzzle from the hot, wet gash and threw his front paws around her waist to mount her. That was why she wasn't really leaning down far enough with her front end, to start the fucking, and why she didn't have...
Friends, you are reading this sex story on indiansexstories dot net Hi, everyone. What could I say? Life just keeps getting better. So does marriage functions. Yes, it is a marriage function again and yet another Sex experience for me. If you haven’t read my previous stories, try them(although this is not a sequel). OK, let me get it straight. This time, it was my sister’s marriage. I was being used like a machine. To pick people up from the railway station, to drop them in lodges. To buy...
IncestHelen knew that her son was at the age where he would start to take interest in girls and she found the thought of him with girls disturbing to her. She loved him very much and couldn't bare the thought of loosing him to another girl. He was approaching his f******nth birthday and Helen felt it was only a matter of time before he started dating girls, and looking for a good time.Helen watched her son intensely as he rubbed his young penis, bringing himself closer and closer to orgasm. She...
On the way back to Sally’s office, I quizzed Pat about what he saw concerning my wife. He was hesitant to tell me about her sexual encounters except to say that none of it looked consensual. His opinion was a combination of blackmail, fear and, maybe, drugs. “Mick, I have seen some shit in my line of work, and your wife is in deep trouble. I don’t know how she got there, or why, but she is in something deep and needs help.” “Pat, that is why I am not divorcing her ... yet. I need to know...