Last Man Alive: Complete And Uncut (Taboo Erotica) Read online

  Last Man Alive: Complete And Uncut

  By

  Anya Merchant

  Copyright © 2014 by Anya Merchant

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  This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is entirely coincidental. This work is intended for adults only. It contains substantial sexually explicit language and scenes that may be considered offensive by some readers.

  CHAPTER 1

  The morning did not seem to hold any major significance to Julius.

  It was Sunday, the last day of his survivalist camping trip, and he was tired. It had been two long weeks of hands on nature adventuring, and his body felt as though it had reached the point of exhaustion.

  The summer was drawing to a close, and Julius was ready to enter his senior year of high school. His trip had actually been a way for him to blow off steam in preparation for it. He wanted to take the last of his time in secondary school more seriously, and was sure that nothing short of perfection would be enough to meet the expectations of his dad and step-mom.

  Julius pushed through the trees, following the same, almost undetectable trail out that he had taken in. He had always had a penchant for being out in the woods. It was a place untouched by civilization, separated from modern society and much closer to the world of the past, and he loved it.

  As he made his way the last few feet back to the small parking area off the side of the worn dirt road he had taken his car up, he heard a noise. Turning around, he realized that there was another hiker approaching from a different trail across the road. She stepped out from behind a throng of leaves, and Julius got his first look at her.

  The woman was in her late twenties or early thirties, and was dressed in a rugged top that highlighted her generous cleavage and a pair of tight, incredibly short jean cutoffs. Julius immediately found himself having to fight the urge to check her out. Her breasts were large, as she bent over to brush some dirt off her leg, he snuck a guilty glance at one of her briefly exposed nipples.

  Strangely enough, she turned to look at him, and he found her stare to be just as focused and invasive as he imagined his own to be, if not more so. She walked over slowly, almost as if she was an animal sneaking up on its prey.

  “Hey there,” said Julius. “How’s it going?”

  “You…you’re alive?” said the woman, in disbelief. “How is that possible?”

  “I don’t know, I mean…the forest isn’t really too bad when you have food and supplies.”

  She walked over and grabbed his hand, and Julius just watched, totally confused and thrown off guard. She smiled at him, and then set her hand on his chest. It felt warm, and Julius could feel himself getting a little excited at her touch.

  He saw that there was a wedding ring on her hand, and it only seemed to make the situation seem even weirder. The woman leaned close to him. Julius’s first reaction was to pull back, but it had been weeks since he’d been around a woman, and she had such a pretty face…

  The two of them kissed. The woman seemed to have a passion within her that went beyond simple infatuation. She pushed her tongue into Julius’s mouth and pulled his hands onto her breasts, as though she needed to be touched. He obliged her and began running his fingers across her bosom.

  “Please do it,” said the woman. “I know this is a dream, but please,”

  Julius’s horniness outweighed his confusion at what the woman was saying, and he pressed forward, sliding his hands slowly down her back and then pulling her top up and over her head.

  She was a married woman, and they were out in the open next to a hiking trail. This was not a good idea on paper. Julius also felt a little guilty for instigating her into infidelity. But she was strikingly beautiful, and his cock was responding to what was happening and leading him towards taking it further.

  He pulled her over towards his car, and then opened the door to the backseat and helped her inside. He left it open, giving her room to extend her legs out into the air, and then climbed in after. The woman quickly began taking off his belt and pulling down his pants, and he felt a hot sensation run through his member as she began to massage it with her hands.

  “Please,” the woman whispered. “Put it in me.”

  Julius leaned forward and kissed her, and the set about pulling the skin tight jean cutoffs she was wearing off her legs. She helped by wiggling her hips back and forth in a manner that Julius found to be almost intoxicating to watch.

  Her panties caught on the fabric of her shorts and were pulled along. The woman had a small patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair, and as Julius began to rub his hard cock against her womanhood, he could feel its warmth tempting him to take things further.

  He brought the head of his dick to the entrance of her cunt and slowly pushed in. The woman immediately began to scream with pleasure, acting almost as though she had never been fucked before. She felt amazing, and his cock was twitching with ecstasy as he went further in.

  At the same time, however, guilt was eating away at Julius. This was clearly a married woman, and from the way she was acting, it didn’t seem like she was in her right mind. These thoughts seemed to battle with his lust and desire inside his mind, and the more primal elements seemed to be winning out.

  He began to build up to a faster pace, thrusting into the woman with animalistic intent. The contrast between the time he had spent amongst nature, away from other human beings, to what was happening to him now seemed to be almost unreal.

  The woman had wrapped her legs around his waist and was pulling him into her, lifting her hips up to meet each of his thrusts as though trying to wrestle him into submission. It pushed Julius to fuck her even harder, slamming his cock into her as she cried out underneath him.

  “Oh god, yes!” yelled the woman. “Please, don’t stop. Cum inside me, I want you to cum inside me!”

  She began to tense up, the motion of her hips arrested as an orgasm wracked over her body. Julius was still pumping into her, pushing deeper and faster and feeling his own limit approach. He bucked forward one last time and felt his cock explode, spraying his white hot load deep inside the woman.

  Julius took a moment to breath, and then stepped out of his car and began getting dressed. The woman lied there for a minute after, her eyes looking almost glazed over, and he began to wonder if she was okay.

  “Hey, what’s wrong?” asked Julius. “Are you worried about your husband?”

  “When am I going to wake up?” the woman asked.

  “You’re not dreaming,” he said. “I’m a real person.”

  She looked at him with a shocked expression on your face. She began to blush bright red and scrambled to cover her modesty.

  “That’s not possible, all of the men are…” she said, trailing off as her thoughts jumped ahead. “Oh my god!”

  The woman quickly grabbed the rest of her clothes and then began running towards her own car. She got inside and drove off, disappearing just as suddenly and unexpectedly as she had arrived. Julius shook his head, confused, and then climbed into the driver’s seat. Something very strange seemed to be going on, and he wanted to figure out what it was.

  CHAPTER 2

  Julius felt disoriented as he drove back to his house. The small town that he and his family lived in looked the same as usual from a distance, but as he drove deeper into it, he began to get a strange feeling of something being out of place.

  It almost felt as though he was coming back to an alien copy of the town, where the bas
ics had been sufficiently replicated, but some of the finer details had been left out. As he began to see people walking on the street, he realized what it was.

  There were only women around, wherever he looked. He thought it was just a coincidence at first. He’d had a similar feeling as a kid a couple of times when he had walked to school and not seen any cars or people for the entire journey. But in like in those instances, the sensation was not being proven to be unfounded.

  He looked in all directions as he drove, but still didn’t see a single male. His stomach began to twist, and his palms began to get sweaty. Something was definitely up, and it was impossible for him to even speculate as to what it was. Somehow, it made him feel almost like he was in mortal danger.

  Julius ran a red light at one of the few intersections in his town in a rush to make it back to his parent’s house. He forced himself to breathe, and tried to calm down. Everything would be explained once he got home. He could work things out then, and get a proper sense of what was happening.

  Finally, he pulled into the driveway of the family home. It was a middle class two story house, well maintained, but nothing extravagant. He got out of his car and rushed inside, throwing the door open and scanning the living room.

  “Mom? Dad?” he called. “Is anybody home?”

  Julius turned and saw his step-mom, Laura, making her way out of the kitchen. The expression on her face was strange, a mixture of shock, confusion, and relief. She walked towards him slowly, tears beginning to well up in the corners of her eyes.

  “Julius?” she muttered. “How on Earth…?”

  His mom took her hand and brought it up to his face. It was soft against his cheek, and made him feel a little excited, to his own discomfort. Laura was an attractive woman, with large breasts, a solid butt, and a thin waist that made her body a pleasure to look at. It made him feel like a bit of a pervert to admit, but at 34 years old, she was still a total bombshell, and certainly provided the neighborhood with an ample amount of eye candy.

  She was wearing a loose summer dress, low cut in the front and short on the bottom. Julius reached his arms out to pull her into a hug, feeling the fabric of the dress against his hands and the softness of her breasts against his chest. She wasn’t wearing a bra, he realized.

  “Mom, what’s going on?” he asked.

  Laura sobbed into his shoulder and hugged him even tighter. He did the best he could to console her, rubbing his hands up and down her back until she was in a state to speak.

  “Julius…he’s dead. Your father…is dead,” she whispered. “All of the men are, Julius. They all are dead!”

  He looked at her blankly, not sure if he was correctly hearing what she was saying.

  “What…How, how is that…” he started to speak, but found it almost impossible to find any words. “Mom, what are you talking about?”

  Laura walked over to the couch, sat down, and then straightened out her dress. Tears were running down her face, and she looked at him as though he were a condemned man.

  “There was a sickness…some type of disease, or virus,” she said. “It killed all of the men, and all of the boys. All of them! Julius…so many people have died...”

  “Mom, that doesn’t make any sense,” said Julius. “It couldn’t have killed everyone. I’m still alive, and I feel fine.”

  She seemed to snap back to reality, as though realizing what it meant for him to be there in front of her.

  “Oh god, no, sweetie!” she cried. “We, we have to get you to quarantine! Do you feel okay? Don’t let yourself fall asleep! It always seems to happen after going to sleep!”

  “I’m not tired mom, relax,” he said. “Don’t panic, we’ll figure things out.”

  “Julius, I’m so…happy,” she said, stepping towards him. “I never thought I’d see you again.”

  He smiled at her, and held his arms open. Laura stepped into his embrace, leaning her head against her son’s chest. Her hair was so soft, and he felt his lower half responding to the feeling of having her body so close, even though she was his mother.

  Laura looked up at him, and his eyes met hers. Something outside of the reality he had once known and lived in was happening and there was no way for him to stop it, but all he could think about in the moment was how beautiful and enticing his mom’s eyes were. He felt his face drawing closer to hers, and then their lips met.

  The embrace instantly seemed to heat up and become something illicit, and sexually compelling. Julius felt his hands running up and down his mom’s back, and she lifted her leg up slightly and pushed her crotch against him. His cock was quickly stirring in his pants, but before things could go any further, an alarm went off on Laura’s phone.

  “Oh, uh, sorry,” she said. “That’s for the pie I’m baking. We’re having a memorial tomorrow morning at the church.”

  Julius coughed, and a strange, awkward silence seemed to descend over the room. He had no idea what had just happened between him and his mom. It must just be the tension of the situation, or how relieved she was to find out that he was alive, he thought.

  “Mom…” he said. “If everything you’ve told me is true, then how am I not dead?”

  “I have no idea sweetie, and frankly, I don’t care,” she replied. “I’m just glad that you’re alive.”

  She smiled at him, and he smiled back.

  “Please, let me make you dinner,” Laura said. “With Liza still away and your father…well, let’s just say it’s been very lonely around here lately.

  “Alright mom, thanks,” said Julius. “At this point, I could definitely use a hot meal.”

  CHAPTER 3

  Over the course of dinner, Laura explained more about what had happened to the world. It seemed that for every question of his that she answered, three more would arise that only complicated the situation further.

  Nobody knew where the plague had started. Nobody knew what the precise mechanism of transmission was, or how the disease affected the body, or even why it affected men but not women. All that was really known was that the symptoms began arising in all men seemingly simultaneously about a week and a half prior, and it only took a day, sometimes slightly longer, for it to kill.

  “Was it bad?” Julius asked after hearing the details. “I mean…did dad…did he suffer? I know I shouldn’t ask, but I have to know.”

  Laura gave him a look that was solemn, but somehow resilient.

  “He just went to sleep, honey,” she said. “I think we’re suffering more than he did.”

  The rest of their meal went by in silence. Julius finished his food, thanked his mother, and then made his way upstairs. He picked out some clothes in his room and headed into the shower. Most of the dirt and sweat he had accumulated throughout his camping trip was still on him, and what he really felt like he needed more than anything was to wash it all off.

  His clothes were dirty and over worn, and it was a relief to be able to undress. He turned on the water, and after fiddling with the knobs and setting it to a reasonable temperature, stepped through the curtain.

  Julius felt almost as though the entire day up to that point had just been a dream. Not a good dream, or a bad dream, but a strange and unreal fantasy that seemed to place him in a role that he had never asked for. He couldn’t but think back to when he had left his camp site that morning, and the mysterious woman that had seduced him.

  He felt his cock begin to tingle as he remembered the sex. It had been so passionate and primal, as though their hormones had taken over and fucking had just been the natural destination. Julius was rubbing soap all over his body, and reached down and coated his dick with a layer of wet, soapy bubbles.

  It felt awesome, and he couldn’t resist stroking himself for a moment. His member was incredibly sensitive, and seemed to almost have a physical memory of the experience from early in the day. Before he knew it, he was pumping it with a building intensity, feeling his mind fog over with the desire to cum.

  Julius heard a noise, an
d out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the bathroom door had been opened a crack. The shower curtain was clear, and even though it was fogged over, it was still easy enough to see through either way.

  He didn’t slow down his pace. He expected his mom to walk in, but she never did, not even after several minutes. He was still jerking himself off, when he noticed a small movement off the edge of the doorframe. Julius realized that his mom was watching him. The thought made him feel ashamed, and uncomfortable and strangely, somehow aroused.

  His hand was sliding up and down his dick faster, and faster. It felt harder than it had ever been before. He was facing the hallway, and exposing himself clearly for his mother to see. The sound of each stroke made a lewd noise, and he began to feel his own deeply rooted sexual impulses take over.

  “Julius honey? I brought you a towel.” His mom finally spoke up, and walked into the room. She tried to act as though she had just arrived on the scene, even modestly averting her gaze, but he knew better.

  “Oh, thanks mom,” he replied. Julius grabbed the shower curtain with his hand and slid it open just enough to see out, and just enough for his hard cock and what he was doing to it to be visible to his mom. His pace intensified, and as she turned to place the towel on the rack, he caught her eyes locking on to his exposed member.

  That was it for Julius. He exploded, spurting out long streams of white hot cum onto the shower floor. His mom watched on for a moment, her cheeks flushed red and her mouth slightly agape, before tossing the towel down and slowly turning to leave.

  “I’ll be in the kitchen honey,” she said. “Enjoy your shower.”

  He finished cleaning himself off, feeling a wave of guilt and shame flood into him. That had been one of the most strange and perverted things he had ever done, but somehow, his mind was able to rationalize it away. It was a very bizarre and unexplainable world that he lived in now, and Julius almost felt as though he couldn’t be held accountable for his actions.