More sex is always good

Josh almost smacked himself. His gorgeous girlfriend was now determined to fulfill every fantasy he'd ever had, but he was trying to figure out how to have less sex with her.

He picked the phone up off the nightstand, leaving the light off. He knew that the slightest disturbance would wake Sara and she'd demand more sex before he was ready for her. Josh quietly added a new rule to the list.

"Men can have as much sex as they want because they're always hard when they want to be and they don't get wiped out after sex."

Josh finished the rule and dropped the phone back onto the nightstand next to his bed. As he rolled over and touched Sara's shoulder, he felt something change about the room, but it was too dark to see anything.

"Hey there," said Sara, waking up quickly. "Are you ready for some more?"

"Hell yeah!" Josh pulled her into a deep kiss, running his fingers through her curls as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. After swapping saliva for a couple minutes, Josh kissed his way down her neck until her reached her breasts. He sucked on each nipple in turn as Sara moaned and held his head.

He groped those melon sized breasts, kissed them, and finally placed his cock between them. For the second time that night Josh lived out his forbidden fantasy of titty fucking his girlfriend. Sara sucked on the cockhead as she pushed her breasts against the shaft. Josh came hard and Sara sucked it down greedily.

Josh willed his cock to stay stiff and moved backwards. He couldn't see Sara in the perfect darkness of the room, but just imagining her lying naked on her back made him smile hungrily. He lined his cock up with her pussy and plunged in. Sara's legs raised up and set on his shoulders. Josh wrapped his arms around them and used them for leverage. He thrust harder into her than he ever had before and she screamed his name like it was the name of god as they orgasmed together.

"My turn!" said Sara, proving that her enhanced sex drive could keep going no matter what. Josh laid down on his back and Sara climbed on top of him. She sat up, but leaned forward just enough so that Josh could reach up and massage her lovely breasts. She rode him in that position until he saw stars.

The lucky young man lost count of the number of times they had sex. Eventually they were both too exhausted and sore to continue and they fell into a deep sleep.

Josh woke up in an incredibly good mood. The first thing he saw was Sara's back, because she was riding his morning wood in reverse cowgirl. He laid back and stared at the ceiling so he could enjoy the sex lazily.

The ceiling was wrong. Instead of being tile, it was rough wood planks. Josh looked around and saw that instead of their apartment, they were in a rough, one room shack. He tried to get up, but Sara was pounding his cock too hard. He couldn't even speak because he was so close to cumming. It did feel good, though. Sara's pussy was so hot and so tight. Her movements were sooo enthusiastic. His confusion faded into a haze as she clenched tight and screamed, forcing him over the edge.

When his head cleared, Josh saw that Sara had gotten off the crude, lumpy bed and started to put on what looked like a pilgrim dress. "Sara, what happened to our apartment?"

"Apartment?" said the redhead. "I don't know that word. What does it mean?"

Josh looked around. "It's... the place where we live."

"Oh, the house? It's the same as it ever was." Sara eyed his cock hungrily. "I do wish we could fuck some more, but we've overslept. If we don't get to work on the crops, we'll never get the planting done and we'll starve come winter."

"Crops?" Josh ran to the door, which was barely more than a few boards nailed together. He swung it open and saw a crude farm with a field out front and some animals fenced in to the side.

"Oh fuck," said Josh as he figured out what had happened. With the rules of the world being that men could have all the sex they wanted and women always wanted more, nobody had ever had time for anything else. Civilization had barely advanced enough for people to feed themselves. Why invent the cotton gin when you can have endless sex instead?

Sara's hands wrapped around him from behind. "Maybe we can have a few more fucks before we start the day."

Josh turned his head and looked next to the bed. There was no nightstand and no phone. Of course not, how could phones exist in a world like this?

He sighed, closed the door, and led Sara back to bed.