Lovin’ in the Apocalypse Ch. 09 [Apocalypse, romance, horror, loving wife, sneaky sex, brothel]

Last time on Lovin’ in the Apocalypse!

Rachel continues to secretly bask in the heat of Kelsey’s scorn. Tom plays into his wife’s twisted desires and pulls Kelsey into a secret place to finally have a taste of that sweet pussy.

Meanwhile, Bruce crosses paths with Cameron’s team after spending a few days spying on New Washington. Having to flee in a hurry, Bruce mistakenly left behind evidence of his presence.

How will the group handle the signs of being stalked? Who will get satisfaction and who will be left wanting? Find out now!

Chapter 9: The Haze of Candle Smoke Nights

Tom squatted down on his haunches and rubbed his mouth as if he was deeply troubled. When dawn was starting to break and the sky turned grey, Tom had decided to check out the weird sound he heard about an hour ago. It sounded like an agitated infected fell over and then went completely silent. That was very unusual and when he could see enough details to feel safe, he came over to investigate. What he found was indeed suspicious and very concerning. Tom gathered up the items, took a slow sweeping look around and quickly made his way back to camp. He stuffed the evil items into his backpack so the others would not see them. He would have to talk to Cameron about it in private.

My best friends brother… Pt2 The Party [MM]

(I’m gonna try to pick up the pace of the story but I don’t want to jeopardize the integrity of it. This isn’t just a hookup story, it’s a full narrative)

Me: Wait… what? Your my rooma-

Drew: Hahaha waittt this is kinda cool.

Me: You knew didn’t you?

Drew: No. this is just as much of a surprise to me as it is for you.

He laughed as he started to lay down on his bed

Drew: What? You don’t want me?

Hearing those words I almost choked

Me: Huh?

Drew: To be your roomie?

Me: Ohh no- wait- I mean yea… I’m just a little shocked at this coincidence.

Drew: Well this is great so just relax, we’ll have fun this year.

We talked a little that night and fell asleep. The next morning I began my classes and everything went on normally. In about 2 weeks I started to get into the groove of college life and Drew really helped me. One night I was studying when he came into the dorm. He took his shirt off which wasn’t out of the usual, then he went into the bathroom and I head the shower begin to run. About 10 minutes later he came out in just his towel. His tan, toned body glistened as he walked to closet to find something to wear.

Ten feet under (Cardiophilia, BDSM, electro play) [Commission]

The door creaks when she opens it. Sometimes she thought he let the doors rust on purpose, to give it a sinister touch. Part of the protocol, of his foreplay. She would never fully understand that man. His hands stuffed in the pockets of the white lab coat, the stethoscope hanging from his neck with that serious air, his black eyes did not shine behind the crystal of his glasses. Dark lust and condescension in that unintelligible expression, she wasn’t allowed to hesitate or back down.

He holds out his hand, the long, thin phalanges pointing toward the white leather-lined stretcher. Handcuffs on her wrists would be exciting, it wouldn’t be the first time he had requested it; In this white-tiled room that had seen all the consensual abuse, between the four underground walls, in this man’s basement, which perfectly mimicked his professional zone… Joelle couldn’t understand the importance of protocol. That was his way, his modus operandi… she wasn’t allowed to question either. Descending into the dungeons of his home was an unspoken agreement between the two of them, in which she became a guinea pig with no chance to protest; her screams wouldn’t be heard ten meters under the ground, lost and intertwined between the violins and the romantic opera voices that composed the ideal melodies for those lunatic ears. Habanera played with lukewarm intensity in the cold air, it doesn’t take long for Joelle to be sucked into that time and space of dreams.

Wedding reception hijinks Pt 01 (Incest)

The wedding had gone without a hitch, and now, the reception was going to be different. Conner Stevens grinned, he had dreamed this up from his college days. A variation on the glory hole theme.

He had 10 guys and an equal number of lovely ladies, agree to join in. The invitees were asked to do their best to keep it to themselves. The reception was being held in one of the banquet rooms at the swanky Hyatt Regency downtown.

Connor had booked a room well in advance, where the sucking and fucking would take place. Connor would slip away from the reception, go to the lobby, and text the lady to meet him in the lobby, and he would slip one of the two key cards to her. She could go and get herself ready, and after about 5 minutes had passed, the lucky guy would be texted to meet him and get the other key card, and waiting for them would be the lady he had sent on before him.

Diane’s Diary…[MF]

I have been doing the online dating, and meeting people through work, and just various bars and places for the last three years. I fucked different men, some were great, some sucked, some love bombed then left. Some wanted a relationship, but I was not ready, or they just didn’t want anything more than a fwb. I enjoy being in a committed relationship, as I explored threesomes, and swinging, but none of it was for me. I am a bit older, early forties, kids are almost out of the house. I also had some cubs, dated older men, and some my age. No one ever stuck out. Until, I met him. He was just a few years older than me. Takes care of himself, has children, does not want anymore, and what was most surprising he is a ginger. He has long hair, not something I am normally interested in, and he is a bit shorter than I prefer, but he will still be taller than I am, even with heels. I never thought gingers were even attractive. He just stuck out of the crowd, and I actually matched with him on three separate sites. We lived pretty close by, so I decided to message him first.

(MF) First creampie experience

A bit of a long story, so get comfy.

A few months ago, I (M24) started dating my current girlfriend (F25). She moved to my area at the start of 2021, and after a few months she joined Tinder to satisfy her growing horniness that hadn’t been satiated by another since she left home. We matched based off of our overlapping interests, and the first date was a real hit. Although we didn’t do anything sexual on our first date, it didn’t take long for each of our guards to fall a bit and for us to end up in a bed together. Even then, the first few experiences together were mostly oral-only.

I say all of this to preface that my experience with sex is somewhat limited. I dated one girl before my current gf, and we had sex quite frequently, but it was very vanilla without much experimenting and always with a condom.

Human couple bound and used by dryads [FFFFFFM][female and male edging][female and male orgasm denial][femdom][lesdom][lactation][hucow][milking][couple domination][bdsm][fantasy][dryads][slave][free use][male POV]

The guards returned, bringing the dryad prisoners with them.

The tall dryad, perfectly camouflaged from the guards, chose this moment to remind me of her presence by leaning down and breathing in my ear. I tried not to show any surprise. Out of nowhere, fingertips grazed my cock, making it hard again. If I closed my eyes it didn’t seem so strange.

“I haven’t seen one of these in a while,” she purred. “It’s a nice one. I want some of what they’re taking … but I’m nice enough to ask, and take no for an answer. Do you think your bondmate will share with me? Will you?”

She laughed and withdrew, leaving my cock resonating on the air. I turned over to hide it, but was pulled again onto my back by one of the guards.

“Oh, you’re ready again, are you? That’s good, we can get some more from you – right after you’ve solved a little problem for us.”

I was yanked to my feet and blindfolded. The guard grabbed me by the cock and led me away through the corridors. Many mysterious turns later, the blindfold was taken off me, but it took me a few moments to comprehend what was happening in front of me.

Funny Guy Next Door (MF) (fiction) (struggle) (forced)

Today is going to be a day we will always remember. My wife Ashley is turning 30 and I have a great celebration in mind. I could use a hand setting up before Ashley gets home so I head out to my across the street neighbors to ask for a hand.

Mark and Nicole are about our age and are good neighbors, the kind you forget are there most of the time. Nicole seems to like me better than she does my wife. Truthfully, it’s kind of obvious that Nicole just tolerates Ashley to keep things happy for everyone. It has not gone unnoticed by both Ashley and myself the couple times Nicole has brought up how she likes the way I see humor in everything and how easy going I am. Once after cleaning up the neighborhood July 4th fireworks, I remember Nicole telling Ashley that I was the perfect next door neighbor.

For most of the world today is a boring late winter Saturday around lunch time and like an idiot Mark left Nicole home alone. He does this most weekends trying to never fully grow up. If Mark realized what a treasure Nicole is he’d be spending today flirting and touching her continuously but he’s off with his moron buddies from school, golfing or fishing or some stupid waste of time.

S.O.L. Games: Jump Ropes (teachers and 18yo senior women abducted for sex games on remote island replica of their school. kinda ‘choose your own adventure’) [Str8][mf][nc][rape][bondage][Mdom][sadism]

Start with the Prologue! Link in comments

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*Pronounced ‘soul’ games. First-person, creepy, non-chronological, episodic stories inspired by the anime “Euphoria”, the book “Battle Royal”, the show “Squid Games”, etc. In this one, I choose my childhood friend, a thin blonde 18yo senior.*

DISCLAIMERS

I’m just trying to help with these disclaimers! I don’t want to spring things on anyone. Back out now if any of this doesn’t sound like your kind of thing!

The POINT of my writing is to combine VIOLENCE, HORROR, and EXTREME TABOO themes, trying to creep myself out as I write. This whole story is told through the eyes of a VILLAIN. If you do not enjoy very dark themes, this is not for you!

This is a work of fiction. I do not condone any of the things I write about. All characters are 18+. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

FETISH WARNINGS

-Rape/Abuse/Violence/Non-con

-Creepy/gross Sniffing/tasting (feet, sweat, bodily fluids, everything)

-Blood

-Anal abuse

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Jump Ropes

Ok so this is a story of the time I cheated..

This was about 5 years ago, I was still fluid at the time and only a few people in my circle were aware, and one of those was a women I worked with called Emma. She was married to a guy on my team so I knew her casually mainly until she was seconded on my team, & we always got on well but working close with her seemed to awaken some chemistry between us..
so one night after we’d had a tough week I texted her a gentle little “have a glass of red and enjoy your weekend” which became a little regular chat over the next couple days, it very quickly turned flirty, we talked about turn ons and kinks and she was very open so I told her I was fluid and she seemed so interested.. to my relief. We would talk about all sorts of things like wanting to go out in a new city and both pull a couple of men to fuck I’m out hotel.. and we’d talk through the whole thing from teasing the guys by dancing seductively together in the club to blowing them in the toilets to getting railed and swapping back at out hotel.. it was so hot.