Chapter 8

It was dark. Dark and cold. A heavy weight held Aurora pinned, face down, on the rough, gritty surface beneath her. Her mouth, throat and lungs were choked by dust and debris. Breathing was difficult and fear rose in her breast, bordering on full b;own panic. She could not move and pain was beginning to set in.

"H-help!" she croaked, weakly.

Aurora could hear frantic voices and the sounds of people digging through the mound of concrete and metal that had been the city's community center. She could also here the moans and cries of the victims caught in the collapse of the big building.

"Help!" she called again. Please, somebody help me!"

"Over here!" a man's voice called. "We have another one over here!"

Bright lights blinded Aurora and the weight holding her down was lifted away. Hands gently pulled her from the wreckage and carried her to a waiting ambulance. Her body was wracked with pain and her mind reeled. Something sharp jabbed her in her naked left buttock and the chaos of the world faded away...

The room was dark and comfortably cool. Aurora lay on the hospital bed, covered by a light blanket. A deep sense of shame flooded her being and she kicked the blanket off. She could not bear the thought of her body being so shamefully covered. The mere thought was enough to make her feel nauseous.

As her mind cleared, she began to remember what had happened. The sound of the explosions and her euphoria being replaced by fear and panic. She remembered the screams as people were buried under tons of concrete and how too many of those screams were cut horribly short.

Her panic returned suddenly. "Mom?" she called out. "Mom!"

A male nurse rushed into the room and hurried to Aurora's side.

"Where's my mom?" she asked him. "And my friends?"

The nurse took her hand and held it gently. "Your mother will be fine," he assured her. "She has a few broken bones and some bruises and lacerations, but nothing life threatening. She's in the room next door."

"What about my friends? Teresa and Katherine?"

"They're all right.," he said. "A few scrapes and bruises, but they've already been sent home."

Aurora broke into tears of joy. "Thank God," she said, her body trembling from her intense relief. The nurse took her into his arms and held her, doing what he could to console her. His naked skin pressed against her own was comforting. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him closer. Her abused body quickly responded in the most basic human fashion, by becoming deeply aroused.

"Fuck me," she whispered. "Please? I really need to be fucked right now. Slow and easy. Make it last a long time. Make me feel good."

Her hand found his cock and she slowly stroked it to full erection. The nurse climbed onto the bed with her and she opened her legs to accept him. She moaned as his cock slipped into her pussy, stretching it in a most pleasing way. She pushed all other thoughts from her mind, allowing herself to concentrate only on the sexual pleasures her lover was giving her.

The nurse took his time fucking her, just as she had requested. He knew that Sex was the most powerful of psychological medicines. Sex served to soothe any number of spiritual ailments. Especially grief. He knew from personal experience that Sex was the most effective means of solace in times of spiritual and emotional torment.

One of the hospital's resident physicians entered the room. The nurse started to pull out of Aurora but the doctor stopped him.

"What you're doing for her is what she needs most right now," the medic assured him. "It will help her keep her mind off what has happened." The doctor then went about examining his patient while the nurse continued to fuck her. When he was done, he told Aurora "You are one very lucky young lady. Nothing more than a few cuts and bruises."

To the nurse, he said "Give her as much Sex as she wants. Keep her mind and body busy for the next three days. I don't want her to have too much time to dwell on the terrorist attack. Let the staff know. I'll put it on her chart. Except for her meals, if she's awake, I want her being fucked. Got it?" He checked her chart. "I see here that she's trying to get pregnant. Let's see how much help the fine young men here at Ridge City Hospital can give her toward attaining her goal!"

"Okay, Doc," the nurse promised.

The following day, as Aurora was being fucked by a pair of orderlies, her mother was wheeled in to visit her. Both legs and one arm were in casts and her naked body sported a number of bandages.

"Mom!" Aurora squealed. The two men continued to pleasure her as Isabel was pushed to the bedside. She twisted toward her mother and the two women kissed passionately, their tongues pressed together.

"How are you feeling?" Aurora asked.

"Not bad, considering I had an entire building dumped on top of me!" her mother laughed. She watched the two men fucking her daughter in the ass and pussy. "I can see you're getting the royal treatment!"

"Mmmm! Yeah!" Aurora sighed. "All the boys are trying to help me get knocked up!"

As the physician had instructed, Aurora was not given much time to think about anything but Sex. Although a few of the female staff would spend some time with her, the greater majority of her lovers were male. Her pussy was kept satisfyingly full of semen until the moment came for her to be released.

The nurse who came for her helped her into a powered chair for the ride down to the exit. Aurora's Uncle Frank and Uncle Sam were waiting for her. They helped her into the car and Sam flew toward their ridge top home.

"Isabel won't be released until Saturday," Uncle Frank informed her. "Until then, I guess you'll be the woman of the house."

"Where are Teresa and Katherine?" she asked.

"They went with Thomas to visit an aunt of theirs out in California," Uncle Sam replied. They'll be back in a couple of weeks."

Uncle Sam landed the car beside the house and the three of them went inside. Uncle Frank offered to fix some dinner but Aurora simply said "No, I wanna fuck. I wanna fuck until I pass out!"

The two men nodded and followed her into the bedroom.

"Who knows," she told them, "maybe one of you will give me a baby!"

Uncle Frank laughed. "That's what Isabel always said when she was trying to conceive you!"

"Wouldn't that be something special?" Aurora giggled. She took his cock into her hand. "What if this was the very cock that knocked Mom up with me and then it knocks me up, too!"

She bent down and took him into her mouth. The thought that one of her mother's brothers could, possibly, be her father and, in turn, give her a baby, was incredibly exciting. When the dumped their loads into her after a hard, satisfying fuck, she imagined their sperm fighting their way toward fertilizing a waiting ovum.

Good luck, little guys! She thought.

When a half dozen men arrived off the Appalachian Trail, she pounced on him the instant they came through the door. She reveled in the Sexual pleasures that they afforded her, filling her orifices with their cocks and dumping several loads of cum in each. Later that evening, as she walked along the ridge, enjoying the warm, spring air, she could still sense the presence of the cum the men had deposited inside her. She had always enjoyed that feeling but now it had an even deeper sense of satisfaction to it. Sooner or later, she would have a new life growing inside her. If it wasn't already.

She encountered a group of about a dozen men approaching her in the gathering dusk. It occurred to her that, in ages long since gone, a lone young girl meeting a group of strange men in the shadows of a twilight forest might fear being raped and used for the men's pleasures. Instead, Aurora knew for a fact that the men were going to fuck her and she hurried toward them, excited at the prospect.

She threw her arms around the first one she came to and kissed him fervently. She felt his cock swelling between them and in mere moments she was being fucked hard on the soft grass. In no time, she was being triple fucked again and again as the men took turns giving her all the pleasure that she deserved. The pleasures that all women deserve, all the time. As they each gave her several gifts of semen, she sent a silent prayer upwards, thanking her Creator for all the joy she was receiving.

When the men had given her everything they had to give, she invited them to spend the night at the house, offering them a hot meal and a warm bed. And more Sex, of course.

The mayor of Ridge City refused to be intimidated by the Mono terrorists. He declared the entire city to be a perpetual orgy zone and encouraged the citizens to increase their daily Sexual activity as much as possible. The perpetual orgy had been moved to encompass the entire city. The result was that no one could go anywhere in Ridge City without seeing groups of people fucking. While Sex had always been the most important part of people's daily lives, it was now even more vital. People fucked while grocery shopping, doing their banking, even while eating at restaurants. Sex had become an act of rebellion against the vile terrorists who wished to destroy civilization.

The world leaders encouraged their citizens to defy the Monos by fucking at every opportunity, filling every free second with Sex. TV news broadcasts were filled with video images of all the Sex that was happening all over the world. One United Nations official even announced that it was every person's express duty to fuck at least a hundred different people every week. More if at all possible.

That the world's reaction to the Monos' threats was not lost upon that group of miscreants. Rather than forcing the people of Earth to renounce their dedication to open, unrestricted Sexual pleasures, the terrorists' actions had only served to drive people to fuck even more. In essence, the world's response had been to change the entire planet into what was, in essence, a world wide, 24/7 orgy.

Even a new series of bombings failed to have the desired effect. The more the terrorists attacked, the more people fucked. To the immense satisfaction of the world's political leaders, one might add.

UN President Mariel, beginning her first term in the United Nations' top office, separated herself from her final three of a long list of lovers, the combined semen of which oozed from her well fucked ass and pussy to course down her long legs. This latest marathon fuck had lasted all night and she was due in the conference hall in five minutes. She quickly brushed her long, blonde hair but did not bother cleaning herself. Rather, she was proud to appear before the assembled leaders of the world looking like she had just spent the night fucking an unknown number of strange men. President Mariel, like the totality of the planet's political leaders, was a fervent believer in free, open, unrestrained Sex as the most important aspect of daily, human existence. She most often appeared in the world news broadcasts while engaged in fucking various groups of people. She proudly proclaimed, on international television, that she was thoroughly willing to fuck anybody at any time,with no exceptions She encouraged the people of the world to follow her example. As proof, every photograph in existence inevitably showed cum dripping from her ass and pussy. She held herself to be an example of proper moral conduct and as an inspiration to all the world's citizens.

As a world leader, she was loved and respected by all. Unlike so many political figures of the distant past, Mariel truly held the rights of both the individual and society as sacrosanct. Especially Sexual rights. The Sexual freedom of the people, as well as all other liberties, were of the utmost importance to her. She had not liked the new law declaring that each person must have six Sexual partners at any given time (other than family members). It had grated her soul. But she understood the reason behind it.

President Mariel made her way to the podium on bare feet, her pleasantly curved body swaying as she walked. She paused long enough to kiss Lucia, the current Chancellor of Libya. The two women embraced for a long moment.

"Are you and your daughter still coming to visit me this weekend?" the president asked her.

"We wouldn't miss it!"

"Good! I have a nice crowd of guests lined up for us to play with!"

She then continued to the front of the room, where she paused for a long moment, surveying the room. A beautiful woman, she knew that everyone was studying her naked body. She also knew that she had fucked every one of the people in the audience at least once. Usually more.

"Good morning!" she greeted. "I promise I won't keep you long. As you know, I was getting fucked all night last night, so I'm too tired to make any long speeches!"

She waited for the laughter to subside, then signaled to an assistant and was given a cup of water. She swallowed the ice cold liquid and handed the cup back.

"I have a video I would like to show you." At her signal, the lights dimmed and the giant screen behind her lit up with the news video of Aurora and her friends fucking the old man in the park.

"This is what we need to see a lot more of," Mariel said. "These young ladies took time out of their day to do their duty to a lonely old man. They have reminded us that the elderly, the disabled and the infirm all need Sex, too."

She let the video run its course and when the room lights came back on, she made an announcement.

"We have decided to make these young ladies our international spokespersons for our new Social Sexuality Education Program."

"What," another reporter asked, "is being done to eliminate this threat posed by the terrorists?"

"As with every other aspect of life," Mariel replied, "Sex is our most effective weapon. If we show these monsters that we will not be intimidated, that their efforts will only result in even more Sex, we can show them that their immoral, unreasoning hatred of the absolute purity and sanctity, the perfection, of unrestrained Sex is futile. We will, eventually, demoralize them.

"In the meantime," she continued, "we are making progress in our efforts to learn more about them. One of the reasons we have not been able to bring them to justice is that their numbers are small. As best as we can tell, worldwide, there are fewer than three thousand members in their cult. With the total world population currently at something less than nine billion, searching for such an extremely small percentage of the population is like hunting for the proverbial needle in a haystack.

"We have managed to corner a few of them but they all committed suicide before being captured. If we could ever succeed in catching any of them alive, we might be able to gain enough intelligence to bring the rest of them to justice."

Another reporter raised her hand. "How do they manage to recruit new members? I mean, with all the obvious benefits Sex has provided for world society, the freedoms, the peace, the serenity and the happiness that everyone derives from Sex, who could possibly be insane enough to want to return the Sexual Dark Ages?"

"I think you said it right," Mariel pointed out. "These people are, no doubt, insane. Let's face it, after ten thousand years of violence, jealousy, possessiveness, genetic impurities and Sexual deprivation, humankind has finally rediscovered the perfect the truth about Sex. Only someone who is undeniably insane would ever want to trade the world we have now for the horrible, Sexually immoral, miserable wasteland of our ancestors."

She leaned over the podium, her large, firm breasts spilling over the polished oak surface. "We simply must defeat them. Whatever the cost. Monogamy was an evil, cruel and destructive concept that made life miserable for anyone, and everyone, who tried to live under its tyrannical rule. It took many millennia of human suffering before Saint Regina showed us the true path to happiness and fullness of life. She showed us the utter impossibility of the monogamy myth. The free and unlimited enjoyment of Sex without limits or restrictions of any kind is an absolute necessity for all humankind. But it is even more important, more essential, for women."

The women in the room applauded loudly.

Mariel looked at the cheering femininity. "You are the real targets of these vile terrorists, you know," she said. "They know that women cannot, cannot possibly, be monogamous! We never have been, nor can we ever be! But these monsters, these filthy bastards, want to return us to the Sexual servitude of a dark and cruel past, to a time when a woman's life was spent in misery. To a time when all women were forced to sneak around in the darkness in a futile search for enough lovers to fill her powerful longings, in a vain effort to attain the Sexual fulfillment that was rightfully hers! To enjoy the absolute right to free and open Sexual fulfillment that was given to her by the Creator Himself!"

After the meeting, President Mariel joined the assemblage for the usual after meeting orgy, though she managed to slip out after fucking only a dozen of her colleagues. This was so that the news networks could get some footage of her to serve as a good example for their viewers. She was simply too weary to do any more.

As Sexually vibrant and active as Aurora had been before the destruction of the Ridge City Community Center, her Sex drive was now even more intensely powerful. All she did was fuck. No amount of Sex was ever enough. She stopped going to school and, instead, spent every possible moment getting fucked by one person after another. Sex was the only thing that drove her and even a single moment without it was unbearable. She fucked herself to complete exhaustion every night and her mother, uncles and any overnight guests the first thing in the morning to start all over again. Once Thomas and his sisters returned from their trip they, too, were added to the menu.

One morning, Aurora awoke to a feeling of severe nausea. This persisted every morning until Isabel finally took her to the family physician.

"You're pregnant, young lady," the doctor told her, "and it's twins!"

Aurora was in awe. "Really? Twins?"

"Yep. And, according to the scan, one is a boy and one is a girl. Also, they are maternal twins. They have different fathers. That should make you very happy."

"Yes," Aurora replied. "It does." She thought of the two thousand or so completely anonymous men (in addition to her uncles and Thomas) who had fucked her in the previous weeks. Two of them, unrelated to each other, had given her what she had desired the most. Her elation was beyond description.

Leaving the doctor's office, it dawned on Aurora that she had, most likely, fucked every man in Ridge City at least twice, plus an unknown number of men who were just passing through.

The perfect way to have children, she thought. The way Saint Regina, herself, had her own children and the perfect way she taught other women to have theirs. And twins! They can grow up together as companions and lovers!

As she walked beside her mother, she silently thanked every man they passed. Any one of them might be one of the unknown men whose sperm gave her the lives growing inside her. It might have even been her Uncle Sam or her Uncle Frank. Or both.

The reasoning behind the anonymous paternity laws was two-fold: First, it was against a woman's primary nature to care who made her pregnant or even want to know.. Having children by anonymous men was much more satisfying to women and catered to their true, Sexual nature. This deep seated desire insured a much deeper and varied gene pool, as the Creator had originally intended. Second, never knowing who had successfully inseminated women eliminated the cruel, age old prohibition against so-called incest; that beautiful expression of deepest love between family members.

The news of Aurora's pregnancy spread fast. There was even an extended report on the regional news broadcast that showed a sampling of video clips of Aurora fucking men one after the other. The reporter extolled the girl's virtuous, and highly commendable, dedication to the proper way to become pregnant. She was held up to the public as a shining example of young womanhood. Her smiling face became a common sight on every form of public media. Videos of her fucking groups of people and getting triple fucked became a staple of news broadcasts. She became the beautiful young woman that all mothers hoped their daughters would emulate.

Aurora was embarrassed by all the media attention she had been getting. Even more, she was shocked beyond words when United Nations President Mariel showed up at her family's modest, transparent home in the Blue Ridge Mountains.

Observing long standing protocol, not a single word was exchanged until President Mariel and her staff had satisfied the age old custom of Sex first, conversation afterward. A video camera was set up to record the meeting and Aurora's face was once more seen by countless millions as she fucked the President of the United Nations and the entirety of Mariel's entourage.

Later, as they all sat around drinking coffee, Mariel introduced the reason for the unexpected visit.

"Aurora," she began, "you are, without a doubt, the very vision of womanhood our exalted Saint Regina envisioned for all women."

Aurora blushed. "But I'm nothing special. I just love Sex and I need a lot of it."

"Exactly!" the president exclaimed. "Exactly like all the other women on this planet! You personify everything it means to be a woman! Your defiance in the face of terrorism, the way you responded to the attack on the Ridge City Community Center by increasing your Sexual activities by incredible, exponential numbers, you showed all the uncertain women of the world exactly how to fight back!"

"But, I was just being me!"

"And we want you and your friends to just keep on being yourselves, but with the whole world watching as you do it."

"Huh?"

"Aurora," we want you and your friends to help us bring those terrorist bastards to their knees. To show them that women's Sexual freedom, their freedom to satisfy their Sexual needs to the fullest possible, will never be limited in any manner!"

"But, how?" Aurora and the twins all asked at once.

Mariel smiled and took a reader from one of her assistants. "Let me show you."

The president explained how Aurora and her friends would star in numerous public service announcements about the absolute importance of unlimited Sexual freedom. She went on to describe the children's shows, commercials and nightly talk shows the girls would do, all of which would have the vital, essential role that open, unrestrained Sex played in modern society.

"But everyone already knows all that," Aurora countered. She reached out with a hand and started stroking the softened cock of a man sitting on the floor beside her. "What more could we possibly add?"

Mariel nodded. "Now it's time for complete honesty. We have learned that you were the target of the Ridge City Community Center bombing."

"What?" Aurora was shocked. "Me? Why?"

"All the TV coverage that has been devoted to you and your friends. The Monos were tying to silence you. To make an example of you."

"That's insane!" Isabel excaimed.

Mariel nodded. "I thoroughly agree. But it gives us an opportunity. We want to step up the TV coverage of Aurora and her friends. We want to drive the terrorists into a frenzy powerful enough that they will make a mistake. A mistake that will bring them straight to us!"

Isabel looked frightened. "You want to use my daughter as bait?"

The president nodded. "The girls will be under constant surveillance. Those bastards will never get to them, I promise. We simply must take this opportunity to end the threat once and for all."

The man beside Aurora spewed cum into her hand. She licked it all up without saying anything. Finally, she said "Okay. I'll do it. I don't want my babies growing up in a world with the Monos in it!"