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Nukes and Masturbation
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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.
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