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  “I left for a camping trip right before it all started,” said Julius. “I don’t know if that has anything to do with it. I’m not sick now, though, and I never was.”

  The police woman sighed, and then crossed her arms. She was looking at him intently, and Julius very much began to feel as though he was being properly interrogated.

  “What were you doing with that woman in the store?” she asked.

  “What did it look like I was doing?” replied Julius. He couldn’t resist letting a smirk slip onto his face. Officer Kelley seemed to blush a little bit. She shook her head and glared at him.

  “No, that’s not what I mean, you jackass,” she said. “You might be one of the last men left on the planet. Are you really that stupid?”

  “What are you talking about?” asked Julius. The police woman had moved closer to him, and was looking at him strangely. He felt an odd electricity begin to permeate the air, almost as though the room was charged for something to happen.

  “In the world we live in now, a man left alive would only have one responsibility,” she said. “And I think you know what it is.”

  He looked at her blankly. Officer Kelley actually had a very nice body, though the baggy police uniform she wore did not fit her well. Julius figured that it might have been one of the left over men’s uniforms, which now served almost no purpose.

  She moved closer to him, within arm’s reach. His cuffs were off, and he thought momentarily about trying to overpower her and make a break for it. It wasn’t feasible, he decided. She was still armed, and on top of that, he felt strangely compelled to stay.

  “Are you willing to take responsibility for your new role, Julius?” asked Officer Kelley. Her voice had a slow, seductive tone to it that needed no explanation.

  Instead of answering with words, Julius leaned forward and kissed her. Her lips were soft, and she tasted nice. Officer Kelley wrapped her arms around him and the two of them locked together in an embrace.

  She was aggressive, and immediately began ripping Julius’s clothes off. All he could really do was let her. The look in her eye was one of lust, and of a woman who knew what she wanted. She pulled down Julius’s pants and boxers, and began fondling his little man.

  “Mmmm, that’s right,” she whispered. “Be a good boy and get nice and hard.”

  It didn’t take long, and the second Julius was sporting a healthy direction, the police woman pushed him back onto a bench running across the back of the room. She stood over him, dominant and sexually feminine. The officer slowly began to strip out of her work uniform, tantalizing Julius with every movement she made.

  He saw now that she truly did have a very nice body. Her breasts were medium sized, but incredibly firm and well-shaped. She didn’t have an ounce of extra fat on her outside of her butt, which was large enough for him to get a good grip on.

  Her bra and panties were the last things she removed, and then she stood before Julius, naked and exposed. It felt almost sacrosanct to be looking upon a woman who represented what remained of the authority in the town entirely naked. His cock twitched as she moved closer to him and slowly settled herself down over his cock.

  Julius picked that moment to act. He reached his hands up and grabbed the woman by the hips, and then forced her down onto his hard member. She was already wet, but her tight pussy took a little bit of extra pressure to accept his rod.

  “Whoa, wait,” she said. “Slow…slow down.”

  Julius ignored her. He began thrusting his hips upwards, lifting the small woman in time with his beginning strokes. She felt amazing, and it made him question whether or not it was really so bad to be the last remaining representative of his gender.

  “Oh yeah, that’s right officer,” he said. “It’s your turn to come along quietly!”

  Officer Kelley began to squeal out loud, almost like a young girl losing her virginity. Julius was enjoying every second of it. Her cunt was squeezing him so tightly that it may as well have been a vice grip. The woman began to tense up after just a couple of solid pumps, and cried out even louder as an orgasm swept over her.

  “Sorry ma’am, but I’m not finished yet,” Julius said with a laugh. He continued pushing into the woman, feeling her juices dripping down onto his crotch. She was in her thirties, maybe around the same age of his mom, and he found himself wondering just how many of the teenagers she had harassed over her career had fantasized about pumping their dicks into the hot, cougar cop.

  That thought was too much for him, and he felt his dick begin to convulse, unloading his seed deep into the back of her womanhood. He let his climax take its course, and then set her down next to him on the bench.

  She was still dazed from the encounter, and didn’t notice Julius quickly moving to grab his clothes along with the keys from her uniform. He unlocked the door and stepped out of the cell, closing it behind him.

  “Hey, hold one,” she cried. “What are you doing?”

  Officer Kelley quickly crossed her legs and covered up her breasts, seeming to snap back to reality. Julius smiled at her.

  “Don’t worry, I’ll be back tomorrow if you haven’t already been released,” he said. “Next time you arrest me, make sure you at least have a charge!”

  CHAPTER 6

  By the time Julius made it out of the police station, the sun was beginning to set. A strange feeling began to wash over him as he made his way to the street. There was a small crowd of women, maybe eight or nine, who seemed to have gotten wind of the fact that a man was still alive and in police custody.

  Most of them just stared as he made his way by, but a couple began yelling for him to stop, and one of them grabbed his sweatshirt. Julius had required his pistol on the way out, and pulled it out and fired it into the air. The shot was deafening, but it managed to push the crowd back. He waved to them apologetically and shook his head.

  “I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s going on any more than you do,” he yelled.

  He continued back down the street. It took him longer to get home on foot than it would have by car, but that was okay. Most of the people in the town had gone inside for the night, and after a moment he felt himself letting his guard down and going into his head. It was nice to have an empty moment to think. It reminded him of being out alone in the forest, and made him yearn for the lifestyle.

  Julius saw that his mom’s car was still in the driveway as he walked up his street. It was no surprise. There was less going on in the town than there ever had been before. Most people seemed to be just hanging around home. The women who did still have jobs continued to work, from what he’d seen, but often found that their job responsibilities had shifted massively since the outbreak.

  He walked in through the front door and took his shoes off. His mom was sitting in the living room and watching TV, wearing only a thin night gown that her tits seemed to be threatening to push right out of.

  “Hey mom,” he said. “I’m back.”

  “Oh my god honey, I was so worried!” she said. Laura stood up and ran over to him, wrapping him in a tight embrace. He could feel the sheer material against his skin, and instantly started to get excited.

  “Yeah, well, I’m fine,” he said. “Totally unharmed.”

  His mom didn’t immediately break the hug, an though he tried to fight his own impulses, his cock began to grow within his pants. It seemed to spring up to its full length in less than a second, and he knew that his mom could feel it pushing against his stomach.

  “Honey, you’re the last male left that anyone knows about,” she said. “There are a lot of women out there who would think about trying to…do things to you, because of that.”

  “I know mom, but don’t worry,” he said, feeling his cock ache as it pushed up against his mother’s soft body. “I’ll be okay.”

  “That’s not what I mean,” said Laura. “I…I think you need to find a way to take care of yourself a little better.”

  Julius felt his mom’s hand rubbing up and down the l
ength of his back. He looked into her eyes, and saw a mixture of motherly love, and something else. Her perfume smelled amazing, and though it made him feel incredibly awkward, part of him wanted to push his crotch forward against her.

  “I just want to make sure that you’re not tempted into doing anything that goes against your interests, sweetie,” she said, her hand beginning to stray down his chest, down his stomach, and then, even further. “It’s okay, I don’t mind.”

  “Mom!” cried Julius. She was rubbing her soft hand over his covered bulge, and it managed to feel incredibly wrong and incredibly amazing at the same time.

  “Don’t worry, honey, it’s fine,” she said. “Don’t think of it a sexual thing. Just let mommy take care of you.”

  Despite her words, it was hard for Julius to put aside the fact that she was his mother. She led him over to the couch, and sat him down on it. Part of him wanted to stand up and rip her tiny night gown right off, but he managed to keep controlled.

  Laura sat down next to her son and went to work with her hands. She unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out through the flap of his boxers, and then began working it, slowly and steadily.

  “Oh god mom,” he moaned. “That feels so amazing…”

  “I know it does baby,” she said. “Remember when I used to rub your back when you were little? Remember how good it felt?”

  She was moving her hand up and down his shaft, gently and deliberately. Julius had experienced hand jobs before, and had never much liked them. This was different, though. His mom’s light touch seemed to send waves of pleasure through his body. His hips angled up slightly with each of her strokes, as though trying to give her a better angle to work from.

  “Just let mommy take care of you, sweetie,” whispered Laura.

  She sped up, pumping her son’s cock up and down and rubbing his inner thigh with her free hand. Laura shifted her position so she was down on her knees in front of him, close enough so that he could feel her hot breath on the sensitive head of his cock.

  “Oh, mom,” he said. “Please keep going mom, don’t stop! I’m gonna, I’m gonna…”

  “Do it sweetie,” she whispered. “Do it for me.”

  Julius couldn’t hold out any longer. His dick began to explode, tensing up in the most powerful orgasm he had experienced all day. His mom held her hand over the tip of his cock, catching his cum and then smearing it back along his shaft almost as though she was using it as lube to milk out the last few drops.

  He was breathing heavy, and almost felt like he had to take a second to come back to reality and confirm what had happened. His mom had masturbated him, and he had enjoyed it, as guilty and ashamed of that fact that he was. It was hard for him to even look her in the eye.

  “I think I should try to take care of you as often as I can, honey,” whispered Laura. “Anytime you get an urge, just come tell me. And no matter what, don’t let any other women…do things to you. Please?”

  Julius looked at his mom and nodded.

  “I won’t,” he said, hoping that he would be able to hold to that promise.

  Laura walked upstairs to the bathroom to clean up. Julius zipped up his pants and then turned on the TV. A news reporter seemed to be announcing a breaking story, and he turned up the volume so he could follow along.

  “We have been receiving reports of a man alive in the United States that is immune to the plague. Due to an information blockade vital for the security of the nation, we cannot release anything more than that. The President is currently in a meeting with her advisors, and we will keep you updated on this story as we learn more about it.”

  Julius smiled, and turned it off. He walked up to his room and climbed into bed, knowing as he closed his eyes that his life would never again be the same.

  END

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  The Exchange Student: Host Temptation

  By

  Anya Merchant

  Copyright © 2014 by Anya Merchant

  All rights reserved

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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.

  PROLOGUE

  The storage room was small to begin with, but the grinding bodies of Zack and his homeroom teacher, Ms. Wade, generated enough heat to make it seem like sauna. He pushed his cock inside her, hard, feeling himself dangling on the verge of exploding.

  Ms. Wade had to stifle her moans, totally lost in ecstasy, almost to the point of forgetting that she was being fucked and defiled by her own student. Her cunt felt amazing against Zack’s cock, and he pumped his dick into it firmly, knowing that he wasn’t going to stop until he blew his load deep inside of her.

  Zack had already suffered more than enough sexual teasing at the hands of his host mother, and was dead set on following his primal urges through to fruition. He thrust into Ms. Wade with all the urgency and intensity of a man that needs to cum, and to get a proper release, however illicit it may be. His teacher was pushed up against the wall and he was fucking her roughly, giving little thought to the chaotic events that had led to the situation.

  CHAPTER 1

  The salty ocean waves lapped meekly against the side of the boat. Zack Harmon leaned over the railing, looking down about twenty feet into the water below. It seemed to be a strange contrast, such a large boat taking him out to such a small island.

  Zack was 18 years old, in his senior year of high school, and part of a several month exchange student program. Many of the more scenic and exciting locations had been snapped up by the students with more money. It was just the way things went, and given his modest, scattered upbringing, it also really wasn’t much of a surprise.

  Easthaven sounded good on paper. It was a small, remote town on an island in the Atlantic Ocean. Until Zack actually started doing some research on the place, he was holding out hope for a picturesque ocean vacation.

  The town was just off the coast of eastern Canada. It was tiny in both size and population, with only about 5000 active residents, with more bleeding away each year. Unfortunately for Zack, it was his only option, and between that and staying in upstate New York with his newest foster family, the choice was clear.

  The tip of Easthaven was beginning to poke out over the horizon. The air was cold this far north, even in the early fall. He shivered, wishing that he’d brought a heavier jacket as goose bumps began to prickle up on his arms.

  Next to him were a suitcase and a duffel bag, which carried the entirety of his belongings between the two of them. Packing had been a strange experience. He had only a small amount of possessions that he could really call his own, and wasn’t even sure that his room in the foster home would still be his when he got back. He stuffed away everything into his luggage, and set off, not sure of what to expect.

  The engines of the boat were loud, an
d seemed to clash against the water in the way they fought against the sea’s natural equilibrium. He walked from the front of the boat, along the railing, towards the side. There was a girl not too far down the way from him, and he smiled at her as their eyes met.

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

  “Good, thanks,” she replied.

  There was a momentary silence, and she returned the smile. The girl had the foresight to wear warm, heavy clothing, Zack noticed. She had on a pink, feminine looking winter hat, and a thick wool jacket that still managed to cling to her in a way to show of nice breasts underneath it. She had a trim waist and very slender hips, and was wearing a pair of baggy sweatpants.

  “Are you part of the exchange program, or just visiting?” he asked.

  The girl’s eyes lit up at the question.

  “Yeah, the exchange program. I take it you are too?”

  “Yep, unfortunately I am,” he replied, smiling. He meant it as a joke, but the truth in his words seemed to almost come back on him.

  “Why unfortunately?” asked the girl. “I had to fight tooth and nail just to get a chance at this, I would think you’d be glad to get the experience.”

  “It doesn’t sound like Easthaven is really the center of, well, anything,” he said. “Actually, it doesn’t sound like the town has anything to do at all.”

  “Well…I’m sure there will be something or another to do for fun,” she said, her eyes beaming at him. “I’m sure we can find something…to past the time.”

  There was a spark of chemistry between them, Zack could feel it clearly. He slid further down the railing next to her, and leaned in a little bit.

  “I see you had the sense to actually bundle up for the cold,” he said.

  “Yeah. You must be feeling it in that sweatshirt, do you want me to help warm you up?” she asked.