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Authors: Wrath James White
Tags: #Fiction, #Erotica, #Fantasy, #General, #Horror
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My apartment was in the basement of a house on the corner of Haight and Masonic Street that was three stories high with each floor separated into individual flats. Mine had its own private entrance through the back that led directly into my bedroom. With Simon still wrapped around my dick, I pulled my house key from the flowerpot where I always left it. We stepped into my flat and directly into the bedroom. There was an immediate sigh of disappointment and a spattering of boos from the crowd outside. I turned my head and took one last look at them before I shut the door, just in time to see the masturbating hippie shoot an arc of semen onto a woman’s pink open-toed heels. The woman didn’t seem to mind at all. She smiled at him with a peculiar hunger in her eyes. The woman who’d taken off her shirt was now jacking off the guys standing on either side of her as they sucked and fondled her breasts. Shit was definitely getting weirder. I almost wanted to stay and watch. Hesitantly, I closed the door.
I lifted Simon from me, temporarily breaking our bond as I laid her on the bed. She raised her legs into the air and spread them wide, beckoning me to her. She cupped my face in her hands and guided my mouth down to the silky, sweet, wetness between her thighs. I lapped up her juices, sucking her clit and plunging my tongue deep into her as she gasped and sighed, legs quivering. Her moans fueled my hunger. I flicked my tongue across her clit like a buzzsaw, driving her crazy. Her fingers gripped my head tightly as she ground her sex into my face, smothering me. I couldn’t breathe, but I didn’t care. I wanted to die inside of her, to drown in her juices.
When she came, it was like a tidal wave splashing down over my tongue. Her body rocked and bucked. Her fingernails clawed at the sheets and the veins in her neck stood out. A small scream strained its way out between her clenched teeth. Her orgasm was so powerful I nearly came myself. After the last wave of orgasm rippled through her body she guided me up from between her legs and up over her head until my chest was against her lips. She licked and sucked my nipples sending salacious chills down to the root of my manhood. Just when I was quivering on the edge of madness, she reached down and grabbed my dick in her two hands, stroking while still sucking at my chest. I was about to explode. Once again, she guided me up over her head until I was on all fours with my dick pressed against her lips, seconds from orgasm. She rolled her tongue around the tip of my swollen organ, bathing it in her saliva. With one hand, she reached around to cup my tight muscular ass and to pull me closer so that my dick slid down her throat, all nine inches disappearing ‘til her lips were buried in my pubic hair. I could feel her throat constricting around the head of my cock. I began to thrust in and out of her mouth, fucking her face, my balls slapping against her chin. I came, a volcanic eruption that racked my body with spasms and emptied me. My semen filled her mouth and spilled out over her cheeks, dripping from her lips down her chin and neck. She pulled my dick out of her mouth and squeezed the last of my cum onto her outstretched tongue. She licked her lips then used her index finger to scoop my semen from her face and neck and into her mouth, where she licked her fingers clean as well. My erection barely diminished. She sucked and licked it until it jumped back to huge throbbing life.
I turned her over on all fours and entered her wet pussy in the position customary to mammals, pounding into her with renewed vigor. I could feel her muscles contract around my cock, sucking me deeper into her. She rocked backwards onto my dick, her ass slapping against my thighs and sending ripples through each cheek. I spanked her sweet little ass. She gasped and grunted and pushed her ass back even further.
When she came she screamed again and this time she cried. Her body convulsed and the spasms brought me to my own climax. It was the first time in years I’d actually cum inside a woman. It was heaven! We collapsed to the bed and held each other like two long lost lovers reunited. Then we laughed long and uncontrollably. We were alive. We had the cure.
Outside, the sounds of passion echoed like they were being broadcast from a stereo system with the amplifier turned up to ten. It sounded like the entire city was fucking.
“What’s going on?” Simon asked.
“Let’s go check.”
We crept over to a bedroom window and peered out at the street. It was chaos. At first I thought I was watching a riot. There were bodies strewn across the sidewalk, on the hood of cars, inside cars with doors open, in the middle of the street, bodies in various stages of undress entwined, kneeling, laying, squatting, sitting, on all fours, on their bellies, in every position imaginable. It took my mind a moment to adjust before it became clear. They were fucking. Everywhere. Everyone furiously fucking. An orgy that stretched as far as the eye could see in all directions. It was a sex addict’s paradise.
“Come on!”
I took Simon’s hand and we ran out into the street, still naked into the sweating, moaning, undulating tide of humanity. Immediately, I felt a dozen hands groping for me, stroking and caressing. I felt their wet mouths, their lips, tongues, breasts, and penises all over me and I fell down among them, taken away by the greatest aphrodisiac the world has ever known. Hope. Freedom. After decades of fear, decades of worry and caution, we were finally liberated. We had the cure.
We fucked long into the night, pleasure became pain as flesh began to chafe and then to tear and bleed. More people came to join us and soon it became clear that we could not stop. Whatever they injected us with was more than the cure to AIDS, more than a cure for STDS, it had stimulated something in our brains, in the most primal region of the amagdala where our sexual desire and our survival instincts were housed and caused a riot there. The desire to eat, to sleep, to drink had all been suppressed in favor of one lone instinct. Procreation. Again and again we expelled our bodily fluids without replacing them, even pausing to drink was no longer an option.
The day ended and became night and then day again and we continued fucking. In agony, our bodies crashed together, bleeding, screaming, but still vigorously, furiously fucking.
“I love you, Simon.”
“I love you too, Shark.”
“Mark. My real name is Mark.”
“I love you too, Mark.”
I didn’t mean it and neither did she. It just seemed like the right thing to say. I’d fucked more than a dozen women more than a hundred times in the last twenty-four hours yet I kept coming back to her, drawn to her. I was certain that I would die with her and that it wouldn’t be long. My last ejaculation had been almost entirely blood. Her vagina and anus was now just a ragged bleeding maw sopping and dripping with the semen of countless men, still I thrust into it in a maniacal fervor. My lungs burned, my muscles ached, and my penis had sloughed off most of its skin. I looked into Simon’s eyes and laughed.
Twenty-four hours ago, we both thought we would live forever, that the cure would make us invincible. Now, we were going to fuck each other to death. She laughed too then screamed as another orgasm ripped through her starving dehydrated body and she continued to fuck me.
Make love to me
I want to scream in the lascivious agonies
of your love
Burn me alive
in the voluptuous heat
of your eyes
Shatter my skull
With the ballistic speed
of your tongue
Make Love to Me
I want to perish
impaled on your tongue
I want to drown
in your desires
I want to sacrifice myself
on the altar
of your sex
I want to die
in the gleam
of your eyes
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