220 49713 <3fnlrc$9hu@news.cc.utah.edu> article Path: ix.netcom.com!howland.reston.ans.net!spool.mu.edu!olivea!charnel.ecst.csuchico.edu!xmission!news.cc.utah.edu!news From: Sexracer (Sexracer) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: The Last Man On Earth Date: 20 Jan 1995 06:39:40 GMT Organization: self Lines: 92 Message-ID: <3fnlrc$9hu@news.cc.utah.edu> NNTP-Posting-Host: cts32.cc.utah.edu X-Newsreader: WinVN 0.92.6+ Chronicles of the Last Man ***Warning!Warning!Warning!*** This has sex. Lots of sex. If your under 18 and you read this, you'll grow up horribly. So don t read it unless your suppose to. Part I I guess you could say that the whole thing started a year ago. That s because its when it started. It was a typical day in early Spring, as I sat at work, taking in faxes for accounts and handling money like I always did. The name s Michael. I stand about 5'8", with sandy brown hair and dark green eyes. I used to be in football and wrestling, and I ve kept my body in good shape ever since. I m not a big and husky guy, but I hold my own. I ve always considered myself rather good looking. With my glasses on, I have an intelligent, cute look. With my glasses off, I can look damn sexy. On this day in particular, I remember being a little on the horny side. I had just turned 22 years old, no longer a teenager, but I can still get a hard on pretty quick. That day I was fantasizing about Sheila, a woman that I worked with. She was about 2 years younger than me, with long, black hair and dark brown eyes. She had two large breasts that seemed to press against everything that she wore, and she mostly wore form fitting shirts. From there her waist tapered off until I could put both of my hands around her waist if I wanted to. Her legs were long, as she was a little taller than myself. Some days as I worked on my accounts, the back of my mind would mentally undress her, revealing her creamy breasts, then placing my 8" rod into her hot pussy... I was coming back from lunch when it happened. I had walked into the building, pressed the button for my floor, and waited. After the 30 second wait, I stepped out. As soon as I was out, I knew that something was wrong. Instead of the typical barrage of phones and faxes I m so used to hearing, it was dead quite. I used my security key to enter the room, and stood in shock. The area was empty. There were full cups of hot coffee that lay steaming at desks, phones left off the hooks, and computer pulling information. Yet there was no one in sight. My first thought was that this was some sort of joke. A split second later, I knew that this was wrong. No matter how badly they wanted to play a joke on me, they wouldn't risk loosing that $100,000 account to play a joke on me. My mind couldn't come up with any other ideas. I heard a low moan behind me. I turned around, spotting Sheila standing there, her mouth open. " I left them all right here," she said, then looked up at me. " I just went to the bathroom, and everybody s gone." "Did you hear anything?" I asked her. Sheila shook her head. " Nothing. I just stepped in, and as I was stepping out-this," she waved her hand. " Come on," I said. " Let s see if there s anyone else in the building." I held out my hand to her, and she took it. My cock stirred for a moment, then lay still. We used the stairs, not wanting to get caught in the elevator. We walked outside, out minds blown by the sight. Cars were piled up in collisions, some into buildings, into each other, some just stopped along the street. As if everyone had just disappeared, I thought to myself. I felt Sheila squeeze my hand tighter. "Michael, I m scared." "Don t worry," I told her. "In about 15 seconds you'll be able to smell the wad I lost in my pants." She smiled a little at my attempt as humor, squeezing my hand again. I reached out my hand, pulling her to me and holding her. We stood that way for a moment, until I said, "Let s go to my place and see if we can find anything on the news." We used her car, since someone had crashed into mine. I didn't mind. Mine was a piece of shit anyway. "Now I can get any one I want," I thought ruefully. We went back to my place, and checked the channels. All of the live channels were off line, and the prerecorded channels were showing snow. I fiddled with the radio a moment, getting nothing. "Well," I said. "I guess it s just us." Sheila bit her lip. "So what are we going to do?" I shrugged. "How about we load up some supplies, and see what happens later. Perhaps something will show up." I looked at the clock. The time was almost 8 p.m. "For now, why don t we get some sleep. You can sleep in my roommates's room, and I'll sleep in mine. " Her eyes rounded a little in fear. "I don t think that I could sleep alone. Could I sleep with you? " I was almost ready to faint. Here it was, one of my favorite fantasies come true, and I couldn't think of anything to say. "If you really feel that way," I said, somehow keeping my voice from squeaking. I grabbed a pair of boxer shorts from my dresser drawer and excused myself. I told her to pick out anything that she wanted to wear for bed. I went into the bathroom, putting on the baggy boxers. I choose the baggy ones on purpose so that she wouldn't get freaked out by seeing the hard on that I was sporting. In my mind two ideas were battling it out. One part wanted to be chivalrous and protect this sleeping beauty. The other part of my mind wanted to fuck her brains out. I walked back into the room and took a good look at what she was wearing. She was wearing a white blouse that made her breasts push out slightly. A grey skirt was wrapped around her legs that buttoned in the front. She had taken off her nylons, so her brown, long legs peaked out every time she moved. I pulled back the covers and climbed into bed. Sheila approached from the opposite side, climbing in next to me. She cuddled next to me, her breasts pressing into my chest. I put one arm around her to make myself more comfortable, feeling my lust grow even stronger. "I hope you don t mind me being the last man in the world," I said. Sheila pressed herself tighter into me. "Believe me, I don t mind at all." She pressed herself against me again. I reached around with my other arm to give her a hug. In the process, my hard cock pressed into her leg. "Michael!" she said, her eyes growing wider in the dark. " Are we a little excited?" As if to see, she reached down with her hand, feeling my cock though the thin fabric. My lust came through the roof. I pulled her next to me, my crotch nestled against her pussy. " I guess you'll just have to find out," I said. I put my hands behind her head, kissing her deeply. Her crotch pressed against me, and I pressed back. I became bolder now, my tongue delving into her mouth. With my left hand, I reached over and squeezed the nipped on her breast. Her mouth opened a little wider, and her cunt pressed harder into my penis. I rolled over on top of her, pressing my crotch harder into her snatch. She responded by arching against me, a small moan escaping her lips. I moved my hands down slowly, squeezing each nipple, then down her body until I felt my hands on her thighs. I reached underneath the fabric, feeling the silkiness of her ass against my fingers. I held myself up, unbuttoning her blouse and pushing it away from her chest. Her bra hooked in the front, allowing for easy unhinging. Her breasts sprung free, firm and hard. Her nipples pushed into the air, each as hard as iron. I reached my hands down between her legs, gripping her skirt in my hands. With one quick motion I pulled it apart, buttons flying off the fabric. Her legs parted for me as I pressed myself against her, her breasts sliding across my naked chest. I began kissing them, softly biting the rock hard points. Her hips began moving again, trying to get my rod close to her. I reached both hands down and taking off my boxers. My hands invaded her pussy for a moment, feeling its wetness. I fingered her clit, causing her hips to rotate even faster. "Do it, Michael," she began to moan. I moved my hands onto her thighs, spreading her legs further apart while I positioned myself onto her. She grabbed my ass and began to pull me towards her. "Oh, god, just fuuuuck-" At that moment, I slid into her. Her cunt was tight, but so incredibly hot and wet. She arched against me, hauling me as far into her as she could. She began gyrating her hips, driving my rod crazy. I pulled out until I was almost all the way out, then slammed it back into her. I held it there for a moment before pulling out slightly, then pushing it back in again. I began moving my rod into her like a piston, her hot pussy squeezing me every few seconds. "Oh, god, fuck me, god, oh god, oh godohgodohgodohgodohGOD! FUCK!!!" her cries were growing louder by the minute. I reached down and began sucking at her tits again, then kissed her mouth just her body began shuddering underneath me. I didn't stop, though. I held myself back, pushing my cock into her wetness. Her cunt squeezed around my cock, milking it with every stroke. I began taking longer strokes until I felt her body begin to respond again. Her hips pushed into me, trying to get me as deep into her as possible. I finally pressed myself as far as I could into her, feeling myself erupt into her. Her body began shaking again as my cum shot itself far into her womb. For a moment, I thought that perhaps being the last man on earth wasn't so bad...