Message-ID: <1653eli$9706241831@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: tommy@tommys.spydernet.kom Subject: Nukes and Masturbation Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: The THC Adult Text Archive: NUKEMAST.TXT (108 lines) Please do not allow anyone under 18 to read the contents of this message. BEFORE YOU EMAIL ME, Please see the footer for important information. Visit http://vvv.com/files/Authors/Tom/wwwmy/acd.html ========================================================================== She streched out, naked, across a lawn chair, high atop the roof of the 64 story building. This was it, the realization of all the science fiction movies for so long, and she intended to enjoy it to max. Her city was getting nuked. Plain and simple. The government had given 20 minutes warning to the public of a 90 megaton nuclear warhead headed straight to detonate right over downtown. Well, that was it. There was only one option to avoid getting killed- get out of the city. Unfortunately, a 90 megaton bomb does not just take out a portion of a city, it takes out the entire city. Suburbs and all. Highways were backed up for miles on end. If you were real lucky, you might manage to get out of the city by speeding on the local roads, but to get out of a sprawl is not as easy as it seems. 20 minutes, she suppposed, would have saved you from not coming into the city. But it was too late for everyone else. It was about 6 minutes until it would hit right above the city. And she was alone. Everyone was going crazy on the streets below. But not her. She took out a bottle of lubricant and start to massage it all over herself. Her heart beat, as she thought of what was happening, and what she was doing. So calm. So ironic. Delicious irony. Delicious was the word that came to mind when she when she saw and felt her wet pussy. Her brown pubic hair was thick and attractive at her pubic mesh, and naturally thining out some at her slit. As if built for sex. But it wasnt sex that she was interested in right now, exactly. She enticingly picked up some of her vaginal fluids leaking out on her index finger and slowly sucked on it in her mouth. Honking on the streets below. The former sounds of construction were all gone. She took her finger out and starting to circle around at her breasts. Her breasts were comic book perfect, sticking out like small cones, and jiggling when needed. The nipples were pleasantly erect and visibly upwards. She then started the concentrate, with both of her hands, on the hard pink nipples. People were screaming. At the top of their lungs. Men, women, and children, all in complete chaos. The end was near. Pleasure, tingling up chest, making her pussy more and more wet. She could smell, as she was laying down on the soft plastic chair, the musky essence of her womanhood slowly dripping down on the chair, and through the cracks onto the ground. She lifted her head and she started to suck on her own nipple, with the other hand flicking the hard point about on the other breast. Ambulance sirens. The fools. They cant fucking save anyone. She released her head, and moved her hand down. She rubbed her firm belly circling around her navel. Her pussy was aching now. So close, but not yet. The would all be fried by the radiation if the flashburn didnt get to them. She spread her legs out and closed them rapidly as she increased her sexual tension. Her tits started to jiggle, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. Without even touching her horny vagina. "Bounce my fucking titties" she moaned softly as shivers went up her spine. Gunshot. Two. Someone blew their head off and their lover too. The seemed to flow thru her, as if some ultimate aphrodesiac, her state of arousal was the highest she ever experienced. She finally led her hand around, but not touching her hole, her pussy. She gently patted the pubic mounds, as some erotic dance. A child, screaming from a window 9 stories down. A mother had killed herself by flinging herself out the window. "Oh yes scream baby scream is your mama dead would you like to fuck me instead". Scream baby scream the agonizing pain of some child innocent of the the world, shock and angst as his end would come soon too. Ecstacy. Her hand was covered in moist vaginal fluid. It was the end of the world as was known. And she felt fine. She stuck her first finger in her clit. Beyond words. The second went in and finally the third in her hot, tight and wet pussy. Rapid automatic fire. Over and over. Screams not of humanity. "Yes, yes, fuck you all SCREAM! AAAAAOOOOOOOOHH......." She felt the flood of emotions and pleasure pain fuck as she began to masturbate and move her fingers up and down the lubricated walls of her vagina. The noises became all engulfing. There was no peace. There was just chaos. Climactic. Faster. Faster. Harder her pussy was almost there as she saw humanity the fucking universe at its common denominator. Entropy. Entropy and Ecstacy. Orgasmic. She was at the verge of orgasm. Faster harder she felt burning and the sounds of manmade disorder was overcome with the rumbling that seemed like an eternity. She orgasmed as she was fully unleashed and burning, blinded by light screaming and one with the universe so hot and vibrant. The last millisecond came the final climax of an ultimate expression of herself sexuality and mankind duality. She lost herself as she became one with the energy of her pussy. The energy of sexuality. Never to come back as she was fused into the ground by the radiant energy of the nuclear bomb blast. -- Mystic Homey-HighCybErPreist of FRED***You want me to take a left WHERE? FREDFREDFREDFREDFREDFREDFREDFREDFREDFREDFREDFREDFREDFREDFREDFREDFREDFREDFRED Sex, Money, "BoB"? | "Practice practice makes More Jobs!!!! | Perfect is a fault ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Archivist Notes: (1) Sorry, no requests for reposts, missing parts, GIFs, FTP sites, etc. can be honored. If you find getting stories from this newsgroup inconvenient, the archive is available on CD. Please email adultarc@tommys.spydernet.kom to trigger an autoresponder that will tell you how to get the whole thing on CD-ROM. Change the anti-spam .kom to .com or it will bounce! (2) I didn't write any of the stories in the THC archive. I am not the author of this story. 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