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 CIRCA 2060
Categories: MF, rom, scfi

   Based on a dream.  Written by Mystery Girl.  2004.

   We were laying together naked in the hazy sun like beauteous animated
statues in a grassy square nest - not far from the edge of the immaculately
reconstructed Parthenon in Greece.  Surprised?  Yes...  but, even more
strangely, surrounding this 4-acre abode of green grass and ivory marble
geometric perfection was a great metropolis - circa 2060.  I could swear we
were in Greece atop the ancient acropolis, but in reality it was a
reconstruction to bring a taste of ancient sanity to the battery of endless
metropolitan skyline called the Steel Rainbow - the amalgamation of Niagara
Falls, Hamilton, Missisauga, and Toronto into a great grey horseshoe wall
which now swallowed the western third of Lake Ontario - population 11
million in all.

   From the sky, and from space, it appeared to be a borg-like gunmetal
grey canker sore creeping like a grey blight across the arrowhead of
Southwestern Ontario.

   The outside world encircling our abode felt as crowded, sterile, dead,
bleak, and grey as it looked; it was a human factory farm on a truly
geographic scale.  Physically clean, orderly, but insanely overpopulated
and devoid of any shred of soul or attachment.  There was no escape from
the constant sensory assault of people.  There was no place left to go
where you would not encounter another person within thirty seconds.

   Being in here, in the past, in this magic abode of peace into which only
an hourly quota of ten could enter, with a waiting list of three months,
made us human again.  The little hiding spot you had found was like a
private reading nook, or a perfectly groomed meditation square, over which
lorded the silent, tusk-lined prow of one corner of the great temple.  The
sight lines were perfect - nobody could see us from the angles with which
this marble cube had been formed.  The magic of geometry had made us
effectively invisible to any passerby touring the temple proper.  When we
cuddled into the precise spot of the convergence of a logarithmic spiral,
Phi, the perfection which the Greeks infused into all the architecture of
their rectangular temples, you truly ceased to exist in this world.

   To be alone on the Earth, together.  It felt wonderful, and
overwhelming, and longing sawed at the inside of my ribs, making me glow
from the inside out in an aroused flush.  Though sage, we shared bodies
that were still young thanks to the breakthrough of Rejuvenix telomere
restorer, and in situ recombinant gene therapies, marketed way back the
2020's.  We had been lucky; within 10 years it was pulled from the markets
due to the fact that it added to population pressures and because
well-funded fundamentalist influences from the formerly third world
countries had saturated and corrupted most major world governments in an
unsettling regressive backlash following the second Renaissance between
2010-2025.  Any technology that extended lifespans past 90 had been banned
worldwide except for underground access by the illuminati elite.

   But we were here, in our secret garden, able to enjoy our luck-crossed
lives and each other once again, with the libidos, performance, and sexual
physicality of late teenagers.  As we curled and ground together on the
living carpet, my clit pulsed with each hearbeat until I felt like I was
going to explode or cry or scream - all at once.  My aorta had a direct
line to my cunt and built my loins into an ascent of feverish stepping
states as you worked your nipping lips across the curves of my body. 
Encircling my frame with your clasping arms, fervently-wetly consuming me,
every action and whisper and body motion spoke your language of excitement
and intimacy.  I love to read your body and I love to write with mine in a
choreography of familiar unity.  Then, even beyond speaking on six levels,
I always found it overwhelming how our DNA would begin a primal discourse
in those sublime final moments when, in a flash, what is now one body
houses two minds in captivity.

   With my mind reeling past consciousness, past thought, I abruptly pushed
your back off me a little in order to keep my last shred of sanity.  I was
so close to the edge from anticipation that I burned with a might that
subdued my ability to comprehend; I could see nothing but impressionist
shapes that approximated your shaggy hair and your shoulders, and of course
your dark absorptive pools of haunted eyes drawing me in like a tunnel.  My
cunt was overexcited and soaked with lubricity in my desire for you...  I
couldn't wait to feel your prick finally start grinding into me instead of
continually teasing with maddening nearness on my inner thigh.

   I loved exploring my soft toes and fingertips along every inch of your
warm body as we lay together.  The length of your flesh is intoxicating.

   I layed back on the grass, leaving you sitting upright as you watched me
spread at length before you.  My long black hair fanned out around me until
it disappeared into the dark grass blades.  Coyly playful like a cat laying
on its back, I looked up at your arching dick and your monolithic shoulders
from this unique pose, and I smirked in content voluptuousness...lovingly
exposing my body to your probing eyes.

   I raised my hips up and snaked my lower body in achingly slow circles as
I balanced the tip of your dick in the center of my folds.  My eyes closed
in rapture at the sensation of finally allowing our genitals to taste one
another again.  Your whole body shivered inside and felt like a loaded,
cocked gun - feeling the heat of my slick sex teasing your head, inviting
you, wanting you.  Holding my hips, watching your dick press into me gently
for a few millimeters in intense detail, you suddenly felt your arms and
body begin to lock with sexual tension, like a quasi-paralysis.  You
couldn't breathe...  you couldn't move...  you could only experience. 
Silently you heard a low purr that escaped my long, lithe, grinding form.
You still couldn't breathe - the scene was too intense, the feeling was
excrutiatingly pleasurable as I let you get your tip in the gate, but no
further.  To dwell on this cusp for so many moments after such buildup was
absolutely intolerable.  Flames spread across your entire body, consuming
your nerves from bottom to top.

   You needed to move, to MOVE!  So badly.  Your lungs screamed for a
breath, your dick felt like flaming gasoline, and you knew the only way to
survive was to indulge and to ravage.  I could ride your head forever and
my eyes were looking straight at you, yet past you, I was so far away in
exhaltation.  My skin glowed dewy, and my red lips beckoned.

   As you burned up inside, something primal snapped inside you, like
nerves crackling all at once, emanating from the pit of your stomach.  In a
jarringly quick motion that made your abs contract into hard rocks, you
bent forward - more like lunged forward - and unrelentingly fucked yourself
all the way into me and I gasped in choking ecstasy, focusing into your
eyes an inch from mine, sharp as the edge of a crescent moon.  But you
didn't just fuck into me - your body kept digging even though you were all
the way in.  Your lithe body was fucking into me in situ over and over
without any withdrawal.  It felt incredible for both of us and we clutched
each other like people falling down an elevator shaft in a building of
undisclosed height.  Any second now...  any second we would die in each
others' arms.

   My legs were wrapped around your ass and squeezing with every
thrust...somehow making progress...helping you sound into me farther-deeper
as you continued to jerk into me without ever withdrawing even a shred. 
Our faces were so contorted in silent anguished cries of ecstasy that our
faces burned hot in the effort of the expression.  There was nothing left
but one body, screaming in every sense, unable to part, only to merge ever
more.  I could feel your full testicles melting into me and your rod
imploringly reaching deep inside, massaging my womb from the back, making
my guts squirm with fire from the sensation.

   Your biceps and your thighs and your jaw began to shake from the
preternatural muscular effort as your flesh merged into mine as far as
inhumanly possible.  Suddenly I relaxed my leg grip and you felt me quiver
inside.  You allowed yourself one deadly breath, one moment of reprieve, on
the cusp of the wave of inevitability.  Invigorated by the lap of oxygen,
your nails dug into the grass roots and you drove yourself into me with a
final groaning sneer.  You came deep into me with primal virility, gently
bucking and shaking on me during this eternal moment of wet oceanic bliss.
You felt as though impaled by a laser from your skull down your spine,
right to the curl of your tail bone - your body exploded in indescribable
glowing bliss.  You looked deep into my eyes, far past their surfaces, into
the ebony blanket of quietude, as our foreheads and soft lips merged close.

   "I love you so much." I heard you murmur as your body went through its
echo of death throes and ebbing aftershocks, your cock seeping inside me.

   "Ohhh, I love you too." I said, arms gently around your neck, tenderly
melting beneath you and radiating back the heat of two bodies.  My smile
was like a sunrise of happiness.

   Our voices were so far away yet so close, the sound waves scattering
through chemical subduement.  We were drugged, satiated, and beautiful.  I
stroked my toes around your ankles as we recovered together, smiling wanly,
feeling the sun and gentle breeze reanimate us as we lay out there in the
metropolitan temple, worshipping one another, sheltered by each other
amidst the purgatory of existence.

   THE END.

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