just-another-slut-enabler: Sexual Apocalypse Please No one knew what caused the virus to spread worl
just-another-slut-enabler: Sexual Apocalypse Please No one knew what caused the virus to spread worldwide, but before anyone knew it, everyone had lost their minds. This wasn’t like the feared global financial crisis, or the dreaded zombie apocalypse. This was something the world never saw cumming… It started like any other day, the day that everyone on earth became a raging and desperately horny slut. Random people throughout the populaces around the world were suddenly overrun by compulsive sexual triggers. Men would whip out their cocks in public and tell whichever slut struck their fancy to suck away; and women were either submitting to domineering sexual satyrs and nymphs, or they would be sitting or laying down wherever they were and start rubbing their pussies and sticking anything phallic they could grab nearby inside of them. Luckily, Aimee was not only the nastiest of the nasty sluts she knew, but she was also prepared for this. People always told Aimee she was crazy, because Aimee had always been a person driven by sexual compulsion. And she was always preparing for one disaster after another, putting together emergency kits and action plans for any scenario that may come up. She even believed that maybe one day, humanity might starting fucking itself into oblivion - somehow, someway. So when Aimee saw this massive burst of widespread sexual energy whipping people up into an orgiastic frenzy, she and her husband invited over their best friends and hunkered down. “Alright ladies and gentleman, listen up,” Aimee said once she was able to get the group together. “I have enough supplies for us to survive in here for months, maybe even years. It’s gonna be rough out in the real world for a while, but if we all just hunker down and fuck each other’s brains out, we are gonna be just fine.” Everyone was too desperately horny to hear her properly, but somehow Aimee was operating at the same mental frequency she always had been. So she was the de facto leader of this group of sex-crazed beings she called friends. It didn’t take long for this group of sluts to start fucking what was left of each others’ brains out. The virus had made them barely able to comprehend reality, outside of knowing that they all just needed to fuck and get fucked, always and forever now - Aimee remained the only one in her group who could still think coherently, even when as horny as possible. So Aimee made sure they stayed fed and warm and safe in her house, for an orgy that lasted longer than she could keep track of as all the electricity ceased and cell towers crumbled. Aimee didn’t want to think about what was happening out there, but for a long time now, she didn’t have to. She just had to fuck an feed her friends until this all passed. If it ever would. -- source link