If Tomorrow Never Comes

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The driver responds, thrusting into me, skewering my body again and again and again. My fingers dig into twisted knots of reality, grasping at what little remains to us, clinging to these last moments as I defy my own urgency.

"Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god... You have to cum! You have to cum now! Please, I can't I can't I can't..."

This body is wracked with need, convulsing under the driver; the mounting pressure, too much for this feeble flesh to contain. As I feel my will collapsing, there are hands on my face reaching out of the void, caressing my face, tilting my head backwards.

"Hey, c'mon man, scoot her back to the edge," a voice calls from the darkness, the voice of Eternity itself. I feel the rough world lurching and shifting under my bare back until my head hangs freely off the edge of reality down into nothingness.

"Pleeee-eeasse!!!!" I try to beg Eternity for just one more moment, to take us final two together in the throes of ecstatic oblivion, but all of my will is focused on holding this final orgasm at bay and I can only manage to cry a single word into the nothing. "Please please please please!"

My voice is suddenly silenced. Eternity itself fills my mouth as it consumes me and I taste the pungence of my own desire. At last the end has come for us, and I welcome it, suckling at Eternity's hot nothingness.

There are hands everywhere, on my face, my tits, my ribs, my hips, my thighs. Fingers pinch my nipples and buff my clit as I thrash in the darkness, desperately fucking the last mortal being in existence even as we are both consumed by oblivion.

I can feel myself fading away as I gasp for breath. My grip is weakening as I cling to reality. The sensual pressure deep in my core drives me to buck my hips against the driver's thrusting cock, but I can barely manage to move myself against him.

"Oh god!... Nnk... I'm cumming!" he grunts, and with those final words in all of human history, I am washed away by a thrashing, screaming, sobbing torrent of an orgasm.

I am free, ethereal, unburdened, and reality evaporates, boiling away until not even darkness remains.

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SimonDoomSimonDoom9 months ago

I read this after EB mentioned it in a thread today. I thought it was just right. I enjoy the ambiguity of the ending. It reminds me of the Peter Weir film The Last Wave.

LoquiSordidaAdMeLoquiSordidaAdMealmost 2 years agoAuthor

RE: Erilogica

I'm so glad you were able to see the story behind the story. It's really gratifying when people get it. I did write an epilogue about that picked up the next morning but everyone who red it thought it was too grounded and mundane and it ruined the story. So I threw it out and left it open ended for people like you to interpret. I may yet write the next day if I'm inspired with an idea that keeps the same kind of dreamy tone and feel without becoming "mundane".

LoquiSordidaAdMeLoquiSordidaAdMealmost 2 years agoAuthor

RE: Mafen

Thanks for taking the time to comment.

Was it overwritten? Eh, not the word I would have chosen, but ok, that's fair.

Was it pretentious? Oh, absolutely. This was a total experiment to see if I could pull off a delicate, artistic kind of story that could stand without most of the usual narrative structure a solid story requires. It was a vanity project driven by hubris. I totally own that.

LoquiSordidaAdMeLoquiSordidaAdMealmost 2 years agoAuthor

RE: ender2k2k

Thanks for taking the time to comment.

I knew some people were going to be confused by the way I left the story open-ended. I actually wrote an epilogue that explains everything, but everyone who read the epilogue said that it ruined the story for them. And I think they were right. The story is more enjoyable if you never know exactly what is happening.

I decided to let the story stand on and let readers draw their own conclusions. That might put some readers off, but you can't please everyone.

Thanks for reading and thanks again for taking the time to comment.

ErilogicaErilogicaalmost 2 years ago

I lovedyour story. Would love to see a follow-up where Mary wakes up, ready to face the world, with the help of het two saviours.

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