Authors note : This is not my usual kind of story. But for the earth contest, I thought I would try something a little far out. Kind of throw my imagination into the wind and see what came back. Hope you guys like it!! Remember to vote now, this is for a competition!!
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I was going to kill myself. I won’t go into specifics, that’s not the point of immortalizing these events, but I had been through a really rough patch. Two close family deaths, a bad run at work, some illegal chickens coming home to roost and some horrendous financial decisions (call options on the NASDAQ for god’s sake!) had pushed me as far as I could go.
It was February the 29th. A nice evening. The moon was full, the air crisp and fresh. The smell of nature was strong in the air and as I walked into the darkness of the forest I fully intended to never again see the light. As I moved further into the forest I was struck by how light the darkness actually was. I guess the full moon must have been strong enough to penetrate the skeletal trees, the silver shimmer giving everything an ethereal glow. I was strangely at peace with myself. The decision had been made, notes had been left, I almost grinned I had even cancelled my newspaper subscription. Reliable to the last, that’s me!!
Now that I was well and truly into the forest it suddenly struck me that I had no plan how to actually do the deed. I guess I had been shying away from the actual act of suicide, eternal damnation and all that, and so had held myself back from taking any pills or any weapons. Now that I was walking into the forest my initial plan of walking as far as I could before being overcome by the elements was looking decidedly difficult, especially as the temperature in the forest was more like ten degrees centigrade than anything particularly dangerous. Like I said, a nice evening to die. Only how??
I stopped as I rounded a bend and sat down on a mound to consider my options. I had always been a pain-pussy and my first idea of climbing the largest tree I could find and then jumping off seemed likely to involve a considerable amount of my greatest foe. To scupper my second idea I was certain the nearest drownable river was even further than the mild elements would sustain me. Feeling slightly deflated I leaned back on my hands. I couldn’t even fucking kill myself!! As I leaned back I felt a squish underneath my hands. I lifted them up in disgust and rubbed them clean on my top, the irony of cleaning my soon to be dead hands not escaping me. I looked down to see the cause of my discomfort and smiled widely.
Mushrooms. More than likely poisonous!! I could eat shit loads of poisonous mushrooms and then die. I grinned as the simplicity of the idea hit me, took a fistful of the fungi and stuffed them into my mouth. I looked at another one of them curiously while I was chewing. It had a thick white stalk, was about three inches long and had a tapered brown head, I grinned as I considered the fact that it looked a bit like a bell-end.
I ate as many as I could find. I considered the fact that maybe they weren’t poisonous so I had better stack my odds and just eat everything I could lay my hands on. Which was a lot. I must have eaten those things solidly for about twenty minutes. I didn’t stop until they had all gone. I lay back on the bare mound and watched the moon through the leafless branches of the winter trees. I smiled to myself as I felt the deeper darkness reach up from inside me, the smile staying on my face as I finally lost contact with my surroundings and slipped away from the world.
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The first thing I saw as I woke up was intermittent moonlight. The moon seemed brighter than I remembered it. I squinted my eyes and moved my head to one side, under the cover of the shadows. Looking up I saw that the wind had picked up and was blowing through the tree tops, the leaves rustling in the luminescence. I rolled over onto my side groggily, shaking my head as if to clear it. It was a weird feeling, I seemed to be unable to think, yet the thoughts I did have were amazingly clear. I let my head fall under its weight, grinning into the soft grass. I rolled back over and looked up at the trees swaying in the breeze. I had time to notice that the strong wind, whipping the branches and the thick sheaves of leaves into a frenzy, seemed not to affect me lying on the floor before I found myself walking down the path. I turned my head blearily but couldn’t see the mound behind me; I must have left it and have been walking for some time.
I heard a river rushing close by, a fast, wide, hard river. It occurred to me that such a river must have a waterfall and I crashed through the undergrowth, suddenly certain I must see the waterfall. The dense trees and bushes seemed to open for me. I glanced with amazement as a row of thorns reared up at my passage as I left the safety of the path, the barbs brushing past my eyes with inches to spare. I turned my head as I was running to see the same branch flick menacingly across the trail I had left, and then watched with amazement as the scrub sprung back into place and closed the trail I had made. I realized I was still running flat out through the tangle and turned to see a clearing opening. I slowed down and moved into the silver light of the moon.
The waterfall in front of me was magnificent. The water cascading down from a huge height, hundreds of meters, crashing and tumbling over rocks, rainbows showing in the soft moonlight, the colors alien and foreign, I reached out to touch one and found I had wondered across the clearing and was standing by the rock pool. I looked down at my feet and saw the water gently lapping at my bare toes. Before I had time to wonder what had happened to my shoes I noticed the pool was not very big. Perhaps three meters across, roughly circular and yet this huge waterfall and the masses of water were disappearing into it with barely a ripple. My active mind had time to point out that there were no hills or cliffs for hundreds of miles to produce such a waterfall when the next sight quelled all resistance and I grinned stupidly as I felt my mind crumble into the experience.
A girl was moving through the water towards me. She was quite tall, with long blonde hair, wet from the waterfall. Her body was flawless, her breasts proud and firm, tightened by the water’s fresh kiss. Her stomach was flat, her hips rounded and sliding into her long legs with hardly a crease. Her face was gorgeous, the light from the moon played across her features as she smiled at me. I saw pleasure on her full lips and a gleam in her wide eyes, a lustful gleam, with an air of expectation and possibly warning.
I watched her silently as she came close to me. The water was about waist deep, and she walked right to the edge of the pool, looking up at me, her eyes opaque, eerily reflecting the silver of the moonlight. Her eyes locked onto mine as she lifted her hand. My mind registered a dull surprise at the realization that I was naked, but this was quickly crushed by my lust, my eyes widening as her hand closed on my already erect penis and slid her mouth around it. I breathed in deeply, my spinning head seeming to bulge as her tongue ran roughly over the sensitive head of my bell. She was looking deep into my eyes as she leaned forward onto my cock, taking its length into her mouth, wanking slightly with her hand as she coaxed my full size into her hot mouth. She lifted her free hand and placed it onto my balls, kneading them as she wanked my cock faster and faster into her face. She sucked hard before pulling her head back and running her tongue along the under side of my cock. Leaning in slightly to pull my balls into her mouth, first one then the other as she strongly stroked my cock. She leaned back again and I saw the lust in her eyes, their color silver it seemed, and not just reflected from the moon. She rubbed my cock along her face before working her mouth hungrily to the tip and then jerking her head backwards and forwards quickly, her hand twisting on my cock, leaving trails of saliva as she face fucked my cock and sucked it hard and good. I felt my balls begin to retract, my orgasm begin to build and I closed my eyes, feeling my body swell as the force of my orgasm began to build.