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Last Night For A French Woman
by Sonya Esperanto (sonyaesperanto_15@hotmail.com)

*** 

This story was inspired by the Canadian end-time film 
LAST NIGHT where it was the last day of the world and 
we see what six different individuals do with their 
last moments, before they die. (m-teen/F, nc, rp, v, 
anal, bd, intr, asian)

***

Isabelle Fontaine was sat on her sofa, staring at the 
clock. It was only 3PM. The world was going to end 
tonight. At 12PM sharp. Everyone she knew left the 
apartment block. Except for her. And for that noisy 
family downstairs. A Filipino family. They had a son 
who was in high school playing basketball all the time. 
She sent them a note before, telling them to lower down 
the noise level. They had already become Canadian 
citizens and their son was a second generation 
Canadian. 

Isabelle was a petite French woman at the age of 35; 5 
foot 9, round face, short brown hair, green eyes and 
resembled that French actress who played in that 70s 
British sitcom Mind Your Language. She also had large 
breasts at size 40D. She was not really from France. 
She was from Quebec but living in Toronto. And she 
considered herself French and always thought it would 
have been great for Quebec to secede and become a part 
of France.

KNOCK KNOCK

Isabelle got up from her sofa and walked towards the 
apartment door. "I am coming," she was surprised who 
would be paying her a visit. All her relatives were in 
Quebec, trying to make it to France before the world 
ends. All her friends left Toronto for the US. Even 
their landlord left the apartment just a week ago as he 
didn't care for rent anymore. 

She stayed because she had nowhere else to go and had 
not thought of going anywhere at all. She loved her 
solitude.

She opened the door and she saw who her visitor was. 
"What do you want?" Isabelle asked her visitor coldly. 

It was Manuel, that young son of that Filipino family 
who lived below her. She hated his guts since he had 
behaved arrogant in front of her so many times. He was 
only 15 years old, still in high school and already a 
head taller than her. 

Manuel smiled at her, saying, "My family left me. It is 
just you and me now." "I am not surprised. You are an 
arrogant guy you know that," she shot back at him. 
Before she could say another word, Manuel pulled out a 
gun from behind him and pressed it against her 
forehead. She was scared instantly. He had a gun. "That 
is right. It is just you and me now," Manuel forcing 
her with his gun to move back. 

"Please don't shoot me. I have money," Isabelle pleaded 
for her life. She didn't want to die. She was even 
afraid that the world was going to end at 12PM. "I 
don't care for your money Miss Fontaine. Or should I 
just call you Isabelle. There is something else I 
want," Manuel smiling wickedly. Isabelle knew what he 
was going to do. He intended to rape her.

"Let's go to your bedroom," Manuel still pointing his 
gun towards her. Isabelle walked towards in front of 
him, leading them both to her bedroom.

They were inside Isabelle's bedroom. "Now take off your 
clothes Isabelle," Manuel making a clicking sound with 
his gun. Isabelle surrendered. She did not want to die 
this early and so she gave in to his demand. She slowly 
took off her shirt. She then took off her skirt. She 
slipped out of her slippers. Manuel's cock was getting 
stiffer, watching her only down to her black bra and 
black panty. "Take those out too," pointing his gun 
from her bra to her panty. Isabelle slowly pulled her 
panties down to her feet and slipped out of them. She 
then unhooked her bar from behind her back and let it 
fall on the floor.

completely naked, she covered her breasts and pussy. 

"Now get on the bed," Manuel using his gun to make her 
move towards her bed. Isabelle climbed up her bed. 
Manuel quickly went by the bed and forced her to spread 
her arms and legs. He then quickly moved to one of her 
drawers and took out two clothes of hers. "I want you 
to tie each of your ankle to each of these bed posts," 
Manuel hitting the end of his gun at both bed posts on 
both the left end and the right end. Isabelle tied each 
of her ankles and she tied the end of each cloth to 
each bed post below her by the end of the bed. 

He slowly moved backwards, not taking his eyes off her. 
He was eyeing her breasts and body, "Don't make a move 
or I'll shoot." She shook her head in fear. He could 
see it in her eyes. He took two more cloths out of the 
drawer. He threw both of them towards Isabelle, saying, 
"Tie each of your wrists. And don't try to be a hero or 
I'll shoot." Isabelle did as she was told. She tied a 
knot on both her wrists. Manuel quickly came to her 
side. He climbed on top of the bed. He placed one leg 
over her left arm while tying her right arm to the 
upper bed post on its right. He then got off her left 
arm and tied her left wrist towards the bed post to its 
upper left. 

Isabelle was completely naked. Spread-eagled. Tied up 
in bondage. Helpless and the beauty of it was that he 
could rape her without anyone coming to her rescue. 
With the world ending, no one would care for the plight 
of one woman. And not to mention that they were already 
totally all alone in that entire building. His family 
left him because he had a feud with them and told him 
to do what he wanted with what is left of his life. 

Manuel place his gun by a char and then quickly took 
off his own clothes. Once he was naked, he quickly got 
up on the bed. On top of Isabelle. "I always wanted to 
fuck you," Manuel smiling down to her. Isabelle was 
angry. She spat at his face, screaming, "Go to hell you 
stupid bastard." She started cursing in French. He 
wiped the spit from his face. he was angry and slapped 
her really hard on the face, shouting, "Don't you ever 
do that or I'll blow your fucking head off right now."

Isabelle was scared. She shook her head, begging, "No, 
no please. I have done nothing to you."

"You have done something to me. You always complain 
whenever I play basketball downstairs. You send my mom 
notes. My dad beats me with the belt because of you. 
You deserve to pay for that," he smiled.

Manuel smiled wickedly, forcing his lips onto hers. He 
was giving her a firm kissing. He then moved down by 
her nape, starting to kiss at it, lick at it and even 
biting at it. Isabelle reacted by him touching her neck 
this way. She was making moaning sounds. His brown 
golden color was above her more pale-olive complexion. 
Manual started thrusting his cock inside her pussy, 
fucking it while at the same time sucking and kissing 
her right nipple and his fingers twitching on her left 
nipple. Isabelle was moaning sexually and his cock 
flooding her French pussy with his Asian sperm. He was 
making her cum, this guy she didn't like at all.

His tongue was putting saliva on her right nipple. Her 
left nipple was being twitched like it were a toy of 
some sort.

Isabelle was starting to scream. Manuel stopped sucking 
on her and fucking her pussy and then moved his body 
up. He then sat on top of her body, placing his cock 
between her tits. He was squeezing her tits against his 
cock, saying, "I want you to open your mouth and let my 
sperm go into your French mouth. Got it," he demanded. 
Isabelle just opened her mouth in compliance. As he 
touched and pressed her breasts against his cock, he 
started cumming. His cock got stiff, with sperm oozing 
out. Both her breasts with coated with Filipino sperm 
and still flooding down her neck, and all the way to 
her mouth. All Isabelle could do was drink it all. 
Manuel then re-positioned himself on her neck, pushing 
her mouth towards his cock. She was giving him a 
blowjob, drinking his juice. She dared not bite it in 
fear of the retribution. 

Manuel got off her and just lied next to her while she 
was all tied up. He was playing with her boobs. "You 
know I always dreamt of being a successful basketball 
player and married to some nice French chick like you," 
Manuel joking with Isabelle. Isabelle just stared at 
the ceiling. "That is very nice," Isabelle was bitter 
being forced to become his bitch.

"I always wanted to fuck a nice warm French pussy. or 
even wet French pussy. Did you know that during the 
Second World War many French women collaborated with 
the Nazis and slept with German soldiers. whoring 
themselves around while many of their fellow countrymen 
of Jewish and Gypsy descent were sent to gulags and 
concentration camps. How moral indeed," Manuel pulling 
at her left nipple. Isabelle screamed in pain. 

Manuel then sat on top of her, with his hands groping 
her breasts, squeezing at them softly. "You know you're 
not bad looking for your age. Mom said you were thirty 
five. I am just fifteen. Just a twenty year difference. 
If you had no money and I was wealthy I would have 
married you," he chuckled. "I know that you Filipino 
guys love white women so it is no loss for you," she 
shot back at him.

He then got up from his bed, went to the chair where 
his gun was, took the gun and climbed back on top of 
the bed. On top of Isabelle. "What...what are you 
doing?" she panicked for her life. "You are starting to 
irritate me. Now I want you to open your mouth," he 
pointed his gun at her temple. Isabelle automatically 
opened her jaw for him. he put his gun into her mouth, 
saying, "Don't worry I am not going to blow your head 
off. I just want you to suck this gun. I want you to 
give it a blowjob," Manuel commanded. 

Isabelle started sucking the gun's barrel off in front 
of him. "It tastes good doesn't it," Manuel laughed at 
her. The gun's barrel was cold and tasted like stone. 
he then took the gun out of her mouth and then shoved 
it up her pussy. Isabelle screamed. 

"You like that don't you bitch," Manuel taunting her 
and fucking her pussy with the barrel of the gun. She 
was cumming to the gun. She felt like a cheap whore, 
making screaming and moaning sounds to this defiling 
act he was forcing her through. She was cumming on his 
barrel. He was enjoying what he saw. Manuel took off 
the barrel and then quickly shoved it into her mouth, 
saying, "Suck your own cum off my gun or I'll blow your 
pretty little head off." Isabelle was sucking her own 
cum off his gun.

Manuel finally took the gun out of her mouth. "I am 
going back to my place and I will be back," he told 
her. Manuel left her place and returned back in five 
minutes. She was still tied up naked. he untied her 
ankles and then went to untie her wrists, but holding 
his gun towards her. After he set her free, she was 
feeling for her wrists while in the bed.

"Get up," he pointed his gun towards her. Isabelle 
climbed out of the bed and she realized why he left and 
came back. She saw a pair of handcuff attached to his 
belt. He took out the cuff from his belt and threw it 
at her, saying, "Cuff one of your hands." Isabelle 
caught the handcuff and cuffed her left wrist. Manuel 
quickly went behind her, pulled her left hand back and 
made her move her right hand back, while he cuffed her 
right wrist as well. 


He patted her ass, "Now climb on the bed... slowly." 
Isabelle slowly climbed back on the bed again. But this 
time she was on her knees on top of the bed. He was 
making her bend over. Manuel stepped back, put his gun 
down, quickly took off his clothes and then went behind 
her. He thrust his cock up her ass, fucking her anally 
while squeezing both her breasts. She screamed. "You 
like don't you bitch. I once watched Schindler's List. 
You French girls would whore yourselves for strong men 
who take you by force don't you," Manuel taunted her. 
Isabelle was feeling her breasts being shaken and her 
ass being pumped with his juice.

After fucking her ass, he took his cock off. He was 
seeing his own sperm flooding out of her ass cheeks, 
down to her legs. 

he quickly turned her around, saying, "We are going to 
go now to the balcony," Manuel commanded. He led her by 
holding on to her tied-behind arms. He led them both to 
her own balcony. He opened the door to the balcony and 
pushed her towards her own balcony railing. They were 
high on the sixth floor. "Don't worry if you cooperate 
I won't push you down," he said.

She nodded... in obedience. "Good," he kissed her on 
the head. He slowly placed his cock inside her pussy 
while telling her to wrap her legs around his back. She 
slowly lifted her legs up, managing to wrap it around 
his back while his cock was fucking her pussy. His arms 
were around her back. Nothing like having this sort of 
sex out on the open air. It was fresh and healthy.

After fucking her pussy and shoving her back against 
the balcony railing, he ordered her to let her legs 
down. He slowly withdrew his cock out from her pussy 
and then turned her around. She was now facing the 
balcony railing and everything below her. He pummeled 
her ass really hard. 

Afterwards, he unlocked the wrists on her back. He even 
showed her that the gun was empty. He was coming out 
clean. After putting her clothes back on, she slapped 
him hard on the face, screaming at his face, "Don't you 
ever do that. Ever." 

"I just wanted to do this before the world ends. You 
are a beautiful woman and I thought of having sex with 
you. Did I tell you that I turned down a sixteen year 
old Blonde...just for you," Manuel slowly walking away. 
As he was about to open the apartment door, she shouted 
at him, "Wait Manuel. Please wait." He turned around to 
look at her.

"Do you really fancy me? Do you really think I am 
beautiful worth having sex with?" she asked him.

"Yes... yes I do," he nodded. "Where would you go 
little boy. Your parents left you. Time is short. You 
might as well spend the end of the world with me. I 
don't think we really know each other very well. Stay 
with me. Keep me company. Till it all ends. I will make 
us dinner. Ok," she smiled at him. "Ok," he agreed.

It was 7PM. Isabelle cooked them both spaghetti. "You 
make good spaghetti," Manuel complimented Isabelle.

"Thank you Manuel. I am glad you like my cooking," she 
smiled. They were eating at her dining table. 

She looked at him, saying, "Manuel. I just have one 
last request." "Sure? What is it?" Manuel asked.

"I just want you to make love to me. If the world ends, 
I want to see it end with someone I am making love 
with."

It was 9PM. Manuel was fucking Isabelle very hard in 
the pussy. They were French kissing. He was kissing her 
lips. Then her neck. Then he was kissing and sucking on 
her nipples. And then he was licking her pussy. 
Isabelle was happy being made to feel like a woman. She 
never expected to be spending her last night on planet 
Earth with some 15 year old boy who had been irritating 
her for three years. She no longer hated him. She loved 
him with all her heart.

They continued making love for hours. When they 
stopped, his cock was inside her pussy. She looked at 
him, saying, "Manuel I just want to say that I love 
you." Manuel hugged her. "I love you too," Manuel said, 
kissing her firmly on the lips. 

"Manuel if the world doesn't end, perhaps we should get 
married, say when you turn eighteen. I would be happy 
to be pregnant with your children." 

"Is five ok," Manuel loved having his cock inside her 
French pussy. 

"Manuel I would give you seven if I have to. And no 
looking at other women. "Promise," she teased him back. 

"Promise," he said. 

They kissed, and they continued fucking again. He 
continued to fuck her pussy and she continued to have 
her orgasm...

Until it all ended...

THE WORLD HAS ENDED (with that song Juan Ta La Mera in 
mind )

     THE END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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