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Lovin’ in the Apocalypse Ch. 13 [Apocalypse, romance, loving wife, reverse cuckold, cum cleanup]

Last time on, Lovin’ in the Apocalypse!

Rachel and Tom have some lazy fun until a random guest knocks on their door.

Dave and his cronies are given a mission that feels like a set up and Dave takes out his frustrations on his friends.

What will come from Kelsey’s quest for answers? Find out now!

Chapter 13: Pushing Boundaries

Kelsey sat down in one of the wooden chairs that was part of their dining table. The air in this cabin was thick and full of musk. Unlike Rachel, Kelsey felt no real desire to roll around in post coiltal messes. She wondered if it would be rude to crack open the window. Luckily, Rachel seemed to be aware enough to do that before sitting down at the table. They were all oddly silent for a few moments. The elephant in the room could not be more obvious. Tom finally broke the spell.

“I just realized, I’m the stinky one in the room,” Tom said. He quickly gathered a handful of objects that looked roughly like toiletries and excused himself. Read more »

Apartment 303 – Chapter 9: Why Am I Not Surprised [MF]

*Author’s Note: Poor Kelly just needs to cum. Will he get to? Let’s find out. Please visit* r/KellyBoomErotica *for previous chapters, other stories, and naughty material. Enjoy and as always DMmeYOURpussies.*

**- Chapter 9: Why Am I Not Surprised -**

“Come on, you know you want to!” Tracy chided me. “It’s a great way to start your day.”

“Ugh, fine,” I agreed. Tracy clapped her hands in excitement.

I woke up early. Not for any particular reason, my body was just ready to go. Planning to read on the couch, book in hand, I walked into the living room at the same time Tracy did. As usual, she was wearing jogging attire, but was yet to be coated in sweat. I off-handedly made a comment about getting into an exercise habit like her which turned into Tracy inviting me, then goading me into joining her for a run. Read more »

Madame Vivienne’s Club for Wayward Gentlemen.

He’s not a cowardly man by any means. Michael is lean and above average in height. Confident in his manner of address; even possessed of a tendency towards aloofness at times. Michael Barnabas Foucault has every right to be so. He comes from old money and is successful in his own right. Some half jokingly say his family might as well be Parisian royalty. Which is why even though his heart is pounding and his cock in a painful state of tumescence, he must exercise caution. He doesn’t really want to be seen.

These are not exactly the back streets either. Madame Vivienne is a brazen woman who has placed her establishment right in the heart of Avenue des Champs-Élysées. She is also cunning. By day the sign above the shop front declares it to be ‘The Creme de la Creme Tailoring and Fashion House’. By night, a few nights per month at least, the sign is reputedly altered and no one seems to know when this occurs or admits to knowing what the other sign, ‘Double Entendre’ means. Read more »

I Met a Redditor Part 1: First Date [M/F] [Con]

We meet here on Reddit. You’re looking for a meaningful connection and cuddle and message me. Finding out I’m looking for the same. We talk back and forth, verifying each others identities, hitting it off, as I promise you only a nice cuddle and kisses and that I would respect your boundaries. Comforted by my intentions we set up a date.

Date time. We meet at a station entrance. Our eyes glisten as they meet each others, followed by a warm smile and a hug. The hug is short lived as it’s just a greeting, but deep down we both feel something brewing inside, knowing we’re meeting to be in each others arms. Naturally, we don’t tell each other and none is the wiser, so we proceed.

We have a drink whilst sitting opposite each other. As the trust in each other grows so do our hopes of what is yet to come. Our feet drift towards each others making contact. We realise it’s happened and add just a little bit more play. All the while above the table, we’re talking, smiling and I begin softly caressing your hands as you hold mine back. We want to get closer so we finish our drinks and go for a nice stroll in the sun. Read more »

I (37 [m])met up with and creampied my (35 [f]) ex girlfriend from fifteen years ago.

I went out with Megan from the time I was 20 to 22 and she was 18-20 at the time. We lost touch after we broke up. It wasn’t a terrible break up or anything we kind of just both went our separate ways. We were really young and had lots of fun together. We had really good sex when we were together and I remembered it fondly. We had a lot of firsts with each other sexually and had many hot experiences. She was pretty wild and free in the bedroom and was pretty much into anything I wanted to do.

Megan was tall, like 5”9 and blond. She had nice big tits and a pretty fat ass. She wasn’t fat in the least but curvy in the best possible way. Her face was gorgeous and to this day she remains one of the prettiest girls I’ve ever been with. I didn’t realize how good I had it at the time. Looking back 15 years later I realize how lucky I was to have had her in my life. I still thought about her occasionally. I looked for her a few times over the years on social media but never was able to find her. Read more »

Big boss’s first submission [FM] [femdom] [age gap]

*Disclaimer: This one is long and there are no shortcuts because the road to Ithaka is a long one, full of adventure and discovery. Except Ithaka is his sperm inside me and the adventure is a mindfuck full of gendered and intergenerational resentment. If you want a fast fap, go read [this vanilla story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/td5uj2/my_first_blowjob_or_i_swallowed_sperm_at_grandmas/) instead. You may lick me clean and thank me in the comments after.*

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It is not that she showed up unprepared to the meetings. She knew as much as everyone in the room did. It is rather that she expected to be treated as an equal. The bar is low, no? But their basic patriarchal brains could only process her as a relative. At best, as an intern. They angered her, and, unfortunately, she let them see it.

The biggest offender had predictably been the most senior figure in that room. A classic case of man whose path to self-fulfillment only included women as progenitors or as eye candy. It’s not that they were in antagonistic roles, nor that he made particularly boomerish comments. Really, it was that he had a way of deflecting the conversation every time she moved it an inch forward. He was fast at destroying progress she had built up over several exchanges. Somehow, though, it did not feel intentional. Maybe he just did not give a fuck. Read more »

Wife faces her debt Part 6

Gossip was running hot at the diner as everyone arrived for their next shifts on Monday morning. They couldn’t stop talking about the events of last Friday night, and who could blame them really. Erin had to admit it had been a great time but she was still downcast. There was no getting past the fact that despite their marvellous efforts, she was 21 facials short of the magic 57, and the down payment was due this Sunday, just 6 days away.

Shantelle was adamant. She had done more than enough. Harry had the time of his life and Erin shouldn’t be held back by the fact that his cock couldn’t give up that much jizz in such a short time. Shantelle’s advice to negotiate was sensible, Erin just didn’t seem interested in trying it out.

Pauline arrived for her shift. She had been reading this contract again.

“You know, it says you have to receive the facials WITH Harry, not FROM Harry.”

Erin was struggling to process what this loophole meant, but Harriet had no such troubles.

“So long as he sees you copping a load to the face it counts!” She said a little too loudly. Read more »

Wife faces her debt Part 5

A couple of days passed and Erin thought she would touch base. A quick exchange of text messages left her fuming. Harry wanted his deal. Things got a little heated, Erin pointing out that she had no way of getting it done in time and Harry saying that wasn’t his problem. It really seemed that the deal was off and Erin would miss her chance for a new business.

That Friday at lunch in the diner Erin was distraught. It had been a bad morning at work and Erin was by now resigned to this being the rest of her life. After the lunch rush she slumped into a booth and tears welled up in her eyes. She sat there staring at the agreement looking for another way. Some of the other waitresses sat down with concerned looks on their faces. Erin was far too embarrassed to tell them about the deal, but Shantelle, a beautiful black woman with a Serena Williams-type figure spotted the heading on the contract.

“57 facials! Damn girl, I hope that means a spa treatment!” Read more »

Wife faces her debt Part 2

As their marriage progressed things became difficult. Harry became ever more successful at work with some magnificent buildings bearing his engineering. Erin on the other hand couldn’t find her niche, drifting from job to job. She filled her empty days with long lunches with girlfriends or shopping for expensive clothes. She had an incredible eye for fashion and just couldn’t reign in her budget.

Every few weeks Harry would open the bills and hit the roof. Erin had nothing to offer in reply except letting him cum on her face. This calmed him down a couple of times but left her feeling very confused. Before too long she would hint that he could cum on her later. When the time came there was always an excuse.

‘I’m too tired, I just had my hair done’ and so on.

Erin had weaponised the one sexual kink Harry had been allowed to have and he knew it. He suppressed it but this made him angry.

The lockdowns of 2020 put a lot of pressure on an already strained relationship. Being locked together round the clock brought a complete stop to their sex life. Read more »