Anything for Food - A Post-Apocalyptic Erotic Tale by Amy Morrel

thinking analytically. She was pretty sure it was going to be
fine now so she let herself go. She was cumming within a minute, her
body having been primed with all of her slow preparations to get to
where she was now.
    Andi continued riding him as she came.
    My God! This should hurt. I'm sure this should hurt, but it
doesn't. Gotta keep going until he cums though. I know he wanted this
bad before so I'll give it to him now. Next time, he's on top though
so I can just enjoy myself.
    Andi watched Jake's eyes as he devoured
the sight of her atop him. He was still with her and not going to be
drifting off anytime soon if she was any judge of things.
    Andi's hands moved down to his chest.
As she rode him, she played with his nipples, pinching and pulling
them the same way she enjoyed having her own nipples treated. Jake's
breath caught in his throat as she did so. She felt his hips start to
surge upwards, trying to force his cock deeper inside of her and she
knew he was close. She buried his cock in her ass and began to gyrate
on him again. At the same time she started using a touch more force
on his nipples.
    It was more than Jake could handle and
Andi felt him begin cumming in her ass. He was practically gasping at
this point, his hips thrusting upwards over and over. When his hips
stilled Andi looked and saw that he was spent. His face hung slack,
totally relaxed. His eyes were half-lidded, staring at her with a
sated look. Amazingly, to her, there appeared to be a hint of lust
hiding behind the satiation.
    “If that was a good example I
think I can live with you also being able to say when and how we'll
have sex.” he said.
    Andi smiled at him as she slid off of
his cock.
    “That was good but I think we can
probably get to 'awesome' if we practice enough. What do you think?”
    “I think you just earned the
'awesome' or 'hot to trot' you wanted earlier. Actually you earned
something well over that but I just don't have the words.”
    “Well, thank you.” Andi
said.
    After a quick clean-up Jake crawled
under the covers, holding them out of the way as Andi joined him.
They were both asleep in minutes.
    When Andi awoke, Jake's arms were
wrapped around her. It was the first time in almost a month that she
could remember waking up in the morning and being sure where her
meals would be coming from that day. It was also the first time in a
long time that Andi felt that she was where she belonged.
    It might not be home yet but I bet it won't be long until it
feels that way, she thought.

    May, 2013
    A. Morrel

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    Other
Stories by Amy Morrel (available on Amazon):
    Erotica:
    The Son of a Minister Series:
    Book #1: Church
Serviced
    Book #2: Knowing
Nora Biblically
    Book #3: Dee
for Two and Two for Dee - Christmas Presents
    Book #4: Bi-Curious
and the Rice Purity Test
    Book #5: The
Rocky Horror After-Show Cast Party
    Book #6: A
Woman's Pique
    Book #7: Thyme's
Up
    Book #8: Doing
Deena
    Book #9: Erica's
Erotic Education

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Her Resume - An Erotic Tale
    His
Belonging - An Erotic Tale
    The
Audiophile - An Erotic Tale
    The
Dreamers Balled - An Erotic Tale (m/m)
    The
Ruthless Redhead's Revenge - An Erotic Tale on the High Seas
    Caught
Skinny Dipping - An Erotic Tale
    Dana's
Renaissance Romp – An Erotic Tale

    Lovecraftian
Erotica:
    Cthulhu's
Caresses

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Suspense:
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