Metal Slut blocked my punch and jumped forward. Her forearm came up and caught me under the jaw. Pain exploded as my teeth crashed together. I stumbled back and tripped over a bag. The broken pavement slammed into the back of my head.
I looked up at the sky. It was pink today. A cloud shaped like a massive cock slowly moved towards a cloud shaped like a pussy. Both clouds pulsed high above me.
My view of the sky was blocked by Metal Slut. The helmet covered her eyes with a black visor but her lips were smiling. Broad shoulders rippled with muscles. The right tit was rough with burn scars but her left tit was a smooth brown. A metal rod pierced the black nipple.
“Lick?” she grunted. She pawed the thick bush of black hair between her legs. The metal on her gloves sparkled in the sunlight.
We were neighbors of a sort, two scavengers picking their way through the same wasted city. In the old days, we might have become friends or at least learned each other’s names but in this new era, we ambushed each other until one submitted to oral sex.
I should give her what she wants. It wouldn’t be the first time. All I had to do was eat Metal Slut’s nasty cunt I could get back to scavenging for supplies and find shelter before the clouds burst. That would be the smart choice.
My cock throbbed. My hand itched to grab that lovely tit. A groan of desire escaped my lips. Rationality, so fragile these days, crumbled and fell apart. Fuck submitting. I had my own needs!
Adrenaline flooded my body aid I kicked Metal Slut’s right leg, the one that wasn’t covered in old sports gear. Her knee went sideways at an ugly angle. As she stumbled, I scrambled to my feet. As soon as I stood up, Metal Slut swung a fist at my head.
She missed. My aching jaw was grateful. I kept my distance and lashed out with a kick. My boot sunk into those nicely toned abs. As Metal Slut doubled over. I hammered hard punches to her scarred back.
Metal Slut was strong but I had muscles too. Long months of fighting for my life and my cock had built these muscles. Hours of carrying heavy boxes of porn back to my home had eaten away the fat. Long nights of fucking gave me an endurance that my old self never had.
Metal Slut dropped to one knee. I dropped my elbow onto her spine. She arched her back and screamed. I thought it might be over but Metal Slut punched my stomach. It hurt like hell, but I continued my attack. If I gave her a moment to recover, I would be eating that rank snatch for sure.
I shoved Metal Slut’s helmeted head down and punched the back of her neck. She fell forward to her hands and knees. Ignoring the curves of her dark ass, I pulled my leg back and swung my knee into the side of her head. The helmet took most of it but her head snapped to the side. She collapsed to the side. I fell on top of her, still punching and kicking.
A lifetime ago, I used to be gentle.
“Suck!” she cried out. “Suck!”
I stopped in mid-punch. My hand ached. I climbed off her body and stood up. My knee felt like bees were fucking inside of it. I should get knee pads or something but I don’t want to give the wrong impression in this new world of ours.
Metal Slut pushed herself up to her knees. She gasped for air. My eyes were glued to her open mouth.
I undid my pants and yanked them down. My cock sprang free. No one in the apocalypse wore underwear any more.
My cock was dirty. It stank of the woman I fucked this morning in the abandoned gas station. My balls had a rash from the sisters I fucked last week. The head of my member had a brown stain that I still didn’t know where it came from.
That didn’t stop Metal Slut. She opened her mouth wide and swallowed half my cock. Her lips closed around my meat. I felt the metal stud she had in her tongue. She moaned with delight and her lips vibrated.
Pleasure overwhelmed me. It was a symptom of this strange reality we lived in. You could fuck for days and yet still be ready to go for one more blowjob. There was no need for blue pills or sweet words. Our violence had been our foreplay. Metal Slut and I were going to fuck one way or another; all that needed to be settled was who was licking who.
There was a rumble from the sky. I looked up to see the cloud shaped like a cock buried in the cloud shaped like a twat. Both grew darker with every second.
Metal Slut groaned louder with my cock in her mouth. She stroked her furry sex with a gloved hand. I winced at the thought of her hairs getting caught in the metal but shook it off. She clearly enjoyed the pain.
I grabbed the back of Metal Slut’s helmet and pulled her tighter onto my cock. She choked but she made no move to stop me. My hips bucked and I fucked her face. Spit fell from her lips and landed on my thighs.
There was a crack of thunder. Something hot and sticky landed on my shoulder.
My cock battered Metal Slut’s mouth. The tip slammed into the back of her throat. My balls bounced off her chin.
Metal Suck licked my ramming shaft. The metal piercing tapped the length of my member.
The wind howled. It brought the smell of strip clubs and locker rooms. Barely heard in the wind was a scream of pleasure but it didn’t come from Metal Slut or me.
Metal Slut whimpered. One hand twisted her scarred breast with masochistic cruelty. The other hand rubbed her cunt with a fury. She rose up on her knees and her back arched.
She came first. Her body shuddered and then her mouth snapped shut around my stabbing cock. Sharp teeth pricked my sensitive flesh. Metal Slut rose up and down on her knees as she rode her orgasm.
I stood perfectly still, afraid to move and risk her teeth.
Slowly, Metal Slut relaxed and settled back down. Ebony cheeks caved as she began to suck. The piercing in her tongue swiped back and forth across my veins. She let go of her pussy and tit to grab my ass.
It was my turn to come. My cock blasted a thick load down her throat. I cried out, shouting my pleasure for the wind to carry to some other scavenger.
The rain came down. It was a heavy downpour. Did the clouds come because we had come? Probably. Probably not. Everything in this hedonistic apocalypse was related to one another except when it wasn’t. Hot fluids slid down our bodies.
When there was no more come to swallow, Metal Slut pushed me away. My cock popped free of her lips. I reluctantly let go of her helmet. Metal Slut stood up and the rain covered her body in a shiny sheen. She wiped her mouth with the same hand that was buried in her pussy a minute ago.
Desire rose within me. My limp cock twitched. I could go again.
Metal Slut didn’t feel the same way. We had fought and we had fucked. Now it was time for her find a new opponent and lover. She turned around without a word and walked away.
I had to things to do as well. There was more food to find. A mile from here was a basement stuffed with porn. At some point, I needed to get a new tarp for my water collector. It was going to be a busy day.
But before I did any of that, I made sure to watch the muscles in Metal Slut’s bare ass flex and bulge with every step she took.