Wasteland Fidelity 2 - Sex Stories

Wasteland Fidelity 2

... back his tears. His feelings are hurt more when he sees Nix enjoying herself, unknown to him she's trying her best to fake it. 'Oohs' and 'Ahhs' escape her lips, as she bounces faster trying to make the old man cum. It doesn't take long, soon he grunts before moaning loudly shooting his thick yellow cum into her pussy. It drools out around his cock before running down his balls, through his ass crack, and then onto the bed Nix and Jack must sleep on. "Goddamn! You're a natural!" He laughs, letting his cock go soft until it flops against his thigh. Nix smiles falsely before Jack offers the old man a hand up. Helping the man who just fucked his girl tears at his insides, but with no desire to lose the room he does it anyway. "Listen you two relax, talk it out, and when you want find me downstairs." He says before walking away, his limp dick dripping cum as he leaves their sight. They sit in silence for a moment, then both speak at once. Jack tries to ask if she enjoyed it, of course she says no telling him it's better to make their landlord happy. They then discuss the option of Nix becoming a whore: as much as Jack hates it she's right about saving twice as much. Suddenly something crashes next to them, making them jump. An old dirty backpack has just landed near them, down the stairs the old man yells and tells them it's their food. As quick as he can Jack grabs the bag and they empty it out. A few bottles of dirty water, and a couple cans of what might be peas, or dog food. ...

... They couldn't be happier. ***** With nourishment filling their stomachs, it was easier to think and plan the next move. Nix agreed she wouldn't become a prostitute unless Jack's job didn't pay enough. Using some water Nix was able to clean herself, at least partially. Giving her a kiss, Jack headed downstairs to find his Landlord. Still nude from the waist down, Jack sat beside him and asked about the work. "How do you feel about cutting people up?" The landlord asked, stilling pulling on his limp dick. "I've got a little experience." Jack replied, trying to ignore his landlord's growing dick. "Well it's no secret that food is running low everywhere. We got a butcher in town who chops up those homeless you saw. You'd be helping him, and getting free meat." He said sternly. Jack's reaction was to be expected, shock and horror filled his face. Working to cut up innocent people? How could he? "How about you go see him, and think about it." The old man said, reaching behind the counter for a worn notepad. Writing down a message he tore off the page and handed it to Jack before giving him directions. Along the way Jack observed the city's inhabitants: skinny starved folk laying in the street, whores wearing almost nothing begging for customers, and angry looking gangs grouped together on corners. He was happy to reach the butchers, but that didn't last long. The smell and stench hit him first, rotting flesh and flies buzzed around the dirty looking building. From the shadows came ...