Surface level (mf) (sci-fi)

I awoke to a grey dawn, mist curling through the blackened trees around me. I remembered little of the night before, it had been my first day on the surface. The people here were strange, motivated by sheer desire rather than the sturdy and tested morals of the people below. I remember engaging in their deborchary, I wanted to learn more about their culture and how they survived up here. They knew little about what had come before them, and they didn’t care to learn more.

I, of course, was raised down below. I was brought up with schools and history, I knew all about the wars that had landed us in our iron vaults beneath the soil. I never realised how respectable everyone was until I came up here.

I had risen from my sheltered paradise on a rusted cargo lift, accompanied by the screeching of taut belts and gears. The lift had brought me to what I thought must have once been a car park. Perhaps one of the rusted shells around me was the vehicle my pregnant mother and farther had arrived to twenty years prior. I quickly discoverd that I was on a basement level, and located an exit ramp. The ground floor was a mess of concrete and rebar. Other cars were crushed beneath the collapsed ceiling or pinned by toppled pillars. I clambered over the huge slabs, noticing a fog curling around the edge of my sight. No doubt it was radioactive, no doubt I would die from it. My farther hadn’t called this a suicide mission for nothing.

When I reached the end of the collapsed building, I found myself on a road at the edge of a crumbling city. The road led off into the woods, through the fog. I followed it, noting that all the trees were dead and rotten after 20 years without strong sunlight. I myself was struggling to see through the twilight brought through the fog.

The sun went down as I followed the road, and I realised what true darkness was. Down below there had always been some sort of light, it was never truly dark, but here… Here was darkness like never before.

After a while I saw a light through the dark, and followed it. It was a camp of some kind, with many women around it. As I approached I realised that they were all young women, between the ages of eighteen and twenty four.

The women greeted me, and I could see that they were wearing little more than leather straps over their breasts and groins. Many came around me, all mixes of skin tone and hair colour, but all were immensely attractive. I soon found out that they were all sex freaks.

The first girl, a white ginger with large breasts and a round ass, lead me to a throne before their fire. I sat gratefully, but I did not expect what happened next. Two more girls, a dark skinned girl with curly black hair and small tits, and a white blonde with huge boobs and a ass to die for, approached my throne. They each sat on one of my knees, caressing my chest through my jacket.

Suddenly the first girl tore open my trousers, letting my dick spring free onto her face. The two girls on my knees pulled open my jacket and shirt, and began toying with my nipples. I was too stunned to move.

The ginger girl then began to suck my dick, her mouth twisting and her tougne massaging my shaft. She controlled her actions perfectly, and soon I was groaning with pleasure. The two girls on my knees giggled. The dark girl leaned forwards and tougne kissed me, exploring my mouth deeply. The blonde continued to lick my bare chest.

Just before I came, the ginger ceased her sucking, and the two girls dismounted my knees. The ginger sat down on my lap, and removed her leather harness. Her tits fell free, wide and beautiful. Her pussy was neat and well kept. She guided my cock inside, and began to bounce. Her vagina was the best sensation ever, her muscles contracted and realesed with every penatration. She began to moan, and so did I. Suddenly I felt my dick grow solid, and fluids began to build up. I announced as much, and the girls smiled at one another. The ginger did not get off, but began to bounce faster. I couldn’t hold it in any longer, and the orgasmic realise of pleasure was amazing. She dismounted my throbbing cock, and massaged her dripping pussy.

Next the dark girl removed her harness, revealing her incredible body and juicy pussy. She skipped the blowjob, and mounted me. She bounced fast, my cock regaining the hardness it had lost after my first orgasm, and soon we were both cumming.

The blonde came next, but allowed me to eat her out before we began. I explored her flaps with my mouth, probing deeper and deeper. She was moaning, and soon she came on my face. Then she got on my dick, and began to bounce. Her tits jiggled in just the way I liked. I came for the third time that hour.

The girls stood next to one another, fingering their full pussys.

“Thank you master for your offering.”

They then turned the throne and pushed me into the woods. I was confused and scared. I noticed a cage, full of men like me, not far away into the dark woods.

That’s the last that I remember, I do not know how I came to be, as I am now, lying naked in the ash at dawn. The camp is nowhere to be seen, but my cock is sore, proving that last night really happened. I can feel radiation sickness setting in already, I’ve vomited twice, and I can feel a wave of shit building up. I will never return below to give my report, but I don’t believe they expected me to. I believe that I was a test, to see if the surface radiation was low enough for me to return, which it isn’t. I am dying, and fast. The end is here, in my own shit and vomit.

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