Sex in a post apocalyptic world

There was a porn film years ago...I can't remember the title, but there had been a catastrophe of sorts, and only a select few people could have sex or an orgasm without feeling excruciating pain. They could watch it but not do it. The action centered around a location where the non-doers would watch the select few perform. Disturbing film.
 
Hiding in a dark cupboard for months, I soon found myself craving the warmth of a cuddle. I would never have said Jinny was my type, but everything is different now.

Dark, cold, dirty & uncomfortable. And yet her skin feels like heaven beneath my calloused fingers.

We cling to each other, in a myriad of ways.
 
A bit out there apocalypse but I think it could be fun:

A rapture-like event occurred. Everyone who was outside one day and looked up at the sky at a specific point saw something before vanishing. The last thing anyone heard any of them say was “I see god”

Chaos occurred,nations blamed each other, but no one had a good answer for why so many people vanished at once…though they didn’t have much time to think about it as while the people might have gone missing, their earthly desires didn’t. And these desires could take physical forms.

Eventually towns and cities found ways to shield themselves but long distance travel puts people at risk. So caravans are formed that have a vehicle or train car that are devoted to indulging in vice so those desires made flesh can interact with convicts or compensated citizens who can be cut loose if things go south.

Meanwhile you have splinter groups that see the desires as beings who interact with the divine. Famous people or leaders who vanished have their homes turned to shrines where the desires are summoned to fuck supplicants, and then prophecy is made from their ramblings the next day.

Some people create shrines to their loved ones who vanished, despite knowing it’s illegal and summon a desire to them (who isn’t their loved one but might fake it to indulge). “Nothing to be afraid of, I know he looks different but it’s grandpa! Here, let’s give him his tobacco. See, just like old times. He’s just giving you a hug…okay, that’s a bit more than a hug.”

Meanwhile you have groups either preaching prudism or decadence and neither are correct in their approach as desires still come to seduce the prudish and don’t live more peacefully with the Decadent
 
I love post apocalyptic fiction so like this premise.

In my imagined society, people are scared and apprehensive and not trusting of anyone. Strangers are threats until proven otherwise, and even some friends could turn on you, all in the name of survival. So I see most humans needing to be coaxed into sex.

In that light, how about a scared, on the run, vulnerable woman, whose trust has to be earned over time, and then once she is willing, turns out to have been an untamed sex addict pre-apocalypse.

Then… as a team, the two of you set out to seduce and pillage other unsuspecting victims. So an erotic twist on survival of the fittest.
 
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