by S. Wolf
Back in the room with the zombie orgy, Haley looked out from the bottom of the pile, staring curiously at the door where the two visitors had stood.
Josh returned the walkie-talkie back to his belt and refocused on the scene in front of him.
“Look at that,” Emma said.
His eyes followed where she was pointing, and saw the nurses wheeling in a very pregnant woman strapped to a hospital bed with her legs up in stirrups. A doctor stepped between them and peered at her exposed vagina. Emma and Josh could see it bulging out.
A minute passed and they watched spellbound as her vagina was pushed open and the head of a baby started to crown.
“Oh my god,” Emma whispered, and Josh unconsciously squeezed her hand.
Neither of them had seen a live birth before, but they knew the experience wasn’t a pleasant one for the mother. But this one was different. The mother wasn’t crying out in pain, but instead her cries sounded like moans of ecstasy. The baby was spreading her wide as it slid slowly out of her, and she was reacting like she was having an orgasm.
“Oh my god,” Emma repeated.
Josh wanted to close his eyes and hold his hands over his ears, but he couldn’t tear himself away from watching.
The doctor held the baby as she pushed it out, her groans of pleasure becoming louder. Finally it slipped completely from her, and she gave out one last cry of pleasure before falling silent. Two nurses took the baby and wrapped it in blankets, but both Josh and Emma noticed its tiny erection before it was covered.
“Fuck!” Josh whispered, and it was Emma’s turn to squeeze his hand. They turned and held each other, closing their eyes and welcoming the resulting darkness.
The sound of Billy’s voice on the walkie-talkie roused them. “Josh, we’re here. Where are you?”
Josh looked around the darkened room. He and Emma were still alone.
He brought the walkie-talkie to his mouth. “We’re in the observatory room. Where are you?”
“That’s where we are.”
Josh looked around again. “I don’t see you.”
Emma tapped his shoulder and pointed through the glass. Josh looked and saw she was pointing at the window on the other side of the operating room.
Josh grinned. “Hey Billy, we’re on opposite sides. You’re in the other observatory.”
“Doh! We’ll be right over.”
Suddenly a group of soldiers entered the operating room, led by an officer who seemed to be in charge.
“Doctor Mendel,” the officer said, “I need a word with you.”
One of the women in white coats came over to him. “Lieutenant Strang, how can I help you?”
Strang pulled her to one side to talk to her in private, but the microphones picked up their voices clearly.
“We need to close things up here,” Strang said, “Have you found anything?”
The woman removed her mask before speaking. “We’ve determined why the afflicted females can’t get pregnant. The virus raises their hormone levels to incredible levels, which impedes conception between the egg and sperm. This is also why they’re seemingly impervious to pain. The hormones shut down the pain receptors of the brain and enhance the pleasure receptors.”
“What about a cure?”
She shook her head. “No, still no cure for the condition. We’ve tried several different experiments, but nothing has worked. Even a full frontal lobotomy doesn’t shut it completely down.”
“Damn!” Strang muttered. “Ok, either way we have to move all of this equipment back to the base. You have fifteen minutes before my men start to move it. Finish anything you’re in the middle of, but get ready to go.”
The doctor nodded but frowned. “It’s not going to be the same as last time, is it?”
“That’s not your concern.”
“We can help these people. I need more time.”
“We don’t have time. It’s going to happen at midnight.” Strang looked at his watch. “Which only gives us two and a half hours.”
“What about the patients we have here? Can’t we take them with us?”
Strang shook his head. “No, they’ll be put with the others. The General said no loose ends.”
“This is wrong.”
“Again, it’s not your concern.”
The woman sneered and turned away. She barked out orders to the other doctors and nurses.
“Josh?” said the voice over his walkie-talkie.
“What is it Billy?”
“We can’t get over there. The hall is swarming with soldiers.”
“Just sit tight for now. They’re moving everything out. We’ll wait for them to leave.”
“Roger. Over and out,” Billy replied, making Josh smile.
Josh walked over and slumped down in one of the chairs in the back row of seats. Emma sat beside him.
“You look tired,” she said, “you feeling ok?”
“Mentally fatigued more than anything. I need to rest my mind for a bit.”
“Then we found the perfect place to relax,” She sat sideways on her seat and put her head on his shoulder, resting her hand on his stomach.
“Mm, that feels nice,” he said.
They sat silently for a few minutes, enjoying the contact with each other. Josh found that if he closed his eyes and blocked the activity from the room below him, he could concentrate on her warmth against him.
“Emma?” he said.
“Mmm?” she nuzzled into his neck.
“Despite everything else going on, being with you for the past two days has meant a lot to me.”
She lifted her head and smiled. “You’re so sweet. And I feel the same way.”
He looked into her eyes. “You’re so beautiful.”
“I love to hear you say that.”
“It’s true. I can’t get enough of you. I can’t wait to spend a normal day together.”
She smiled again and snuggled closer against him. He leaned his head down to kiss her ear, and when she felt it she turned her face to him, meeting his lips with hers. They kissed softy, their breath mingling as their bodies pressed together. He could feel his passion for her rising again.
As the kiss continued, it became more urgent, and their tongues met, the tips delicately probing. He turned slightly in his seat until his hand could reach across and rest on her hip. His cock was swelling and he shifted in his seat to get comfortable.
Her tongue became more urgent as her hand slid lower, onto the bulge in his pants and squeezed him gently. In response, he gasped out a moan into her mouth. Encouraged, she moved her hand slowly on him, pressing along his length and sliding down to caress his balls through the heavy fabric.
His tongue met hers and pressed between her lips, using small darting motions to imitate a fucking action. Her lips closed around it, sucking on it like a small cock, meeting it with her flicking tongue. Her intent was obvious, and he groaned again as he imagined what her mouth would feel like on his cock.
He moved his hand up her side, and cupped her breast, feeling her already hard nipple under the layers of cloth. Pinching it caused her to take in a sharp breath and squeeze him harder.
Her fingers worked at the button of his pants, and they loosened as she undid it. Next, she slid his zipper down, and his cock pushed his boxers out through the newly opened gap. Her hand quickly found his hardness again, gripping it through his underwear and pulling it out from the confines of his pants. She slowly stroked him through the thin cotton material, and he groaned into her kiss.
Her tongue worked in rhythm with her hand, fucking into his mouth in time with her strokes, so tight and sweetly slow. His hand was still on her breast, working her rubbery-stiff nipple between his fingers.
Her hand left his cock and tugged at the waistband of his boxers. She slipped her fingers under the band and pulled the front of them down. He briefly felt the cool air on his cock before her hand returned, and the pleasure of her skin on his surged through him. She started lightl
y at first, her hand holding him and sliding over his skin, from the shaft up to the head, sending sparks of pleasure through him.
The binding of his pants was still uncomfortable, so he lifted his hips slightly and pushed them down a few inches onto his thighs. That provided enough room for his boxers to slide down and expose him completely to her touch.
She took advantage of the new freedom by sliding her hand down to cup his balls in her warm embrace. She hefted them gently and gave them a loving squeeze, causing him to moan.
The hand returned to his shaft and stroked him again. Precum was leaking from the head of his cock, and when she felt it her thumb moved in circles around the front of the tip, spreading the wetness around the smooth head. Reflexively he grunted and lifted his hips slightly off the seat, showing his approval of this new sensation.
She paused her stroking and took his hand in hers, removing it from her breast. He opened his eyes and looked at her, but she smiled softly and said, “Just lie back and relax.”
He smiled and took her suggestion, leaning his head back to rest on the seat and closing his eyes. Her touch on him returned, massaging his cock in long slow strokes, drawing the pleasure out of him. His mind focused on her touch, drifting away in a cloud of pleasure, everything else pushed to the back of his mind.
He could feel his excitement rising, moving toward the point of no return. His breathing became regular, in time with her hand, letting her know the effect she was having on him.
She shifted, and he thought she was just getting comfortable. But a warm wetness engulfed him, and his eyes snapped open to discover she had moved to kneel between his legs and now had his cock in her mouth.
He groaned loudly, both from the pleasure she was giving him and the sight of what she was doing. In the dim light he could see her lips tightly around his shaft as her head slowly moved up and down. When she got to the head she paused, holding him there and using her tongue to flick over the sensitive spot at the tip. She smiled softly up at him when she noticed him watching, and that look alone almost sent him over the edge.
Down she went again, taking him deep into her mouth as her lips stretched around the shaft.
“Uhhhhh,” he groaned, unable to prevent the verbal outburst.
Her hands rested on his thighs as she worked, scraping her fingernails along the exposed skin at the top of his pants. Her mouth continued its up and down journey, taking him deep and then sliding it back out, pausing to suckle at the head and look up at him. His breath was coming in short gasps, letting her know he was approaching the edge.
“I’m… close,” he managed to whisper, giving her a warning in case she wanted to finish him some other way. But she responded by stopping at the top of a stroke, and holding his head in her mouth. Her tongue continued to move, pushing him towards the edge as her eyes watched him.
He could hear her mouth making soft sucking sounds as she worked on him, her lips and tongue driving him onward.
Suddenly he was there, his hips lifting off the seat in an involuntary jerk as he shot the first warm spurt into her mouth. She responded by groaning and closing her mouth tighter around him, her fingernails digging into his skin.
The ecstasy ripped through him as he fired bolt after bolt of his seed into her mouth, his body twitching in rapid spasms. He fought the urge to cry out loudly, and instead emitted strangled cries of pleasure.
She took all he gave her, her throat working as she swallowed his warm cum, holding him in her mouth despite his jerky movements. One hand moved down to his balls and caressed them as her tongue continued to lick against his throbbing cockhead.
His body gave one final spasm before relaxing back down into the seat. She kept him in his mouth as he softened, her licks slow and gentle. He quivered occasionally when her tongue touched a sensitive spot. Finally she let him slide from her mouth, giving him a loving kiss on the head before pulling up his boxers and covering him.
She moved back up to her seat and leaned over to kiss him. Feeling her touch, he turned to her and took her in his arms, kissing her deeply. When they separated, they leaned back in their chairs, her head on his shoulder.
“That was incredible,” he said.
“I loved doing that for you,” she replied, “Now rest baby. You need it.”
He closed his eyes and his brain drifted off, loving the feel of her warm body beside him.
Chapter 34
Haley was being fucked by someone at one end, and at the other she had her face pressed into a warm spread pussy. Who it belonged to didn’t matter. Since last night, her lust-clouded mind could only feel pleasure, and it forced her to act upon that need and ignore everything else.
But something was in the back of her mind. Something the lust couldn’t overcome. An image of two people who had entered the room as she fucked. This boy and girl she knew. But more importantly, they reminder her of another boy she knew – a boy who brought sexual memories from her past. A boy she lusted after.
In her stupor, it took her a long time to act upon this image, but finally she pushed her way out from under the group, slid off the penis she was impaled upon, and stood. The group paid her no mind, simply moving together to complete the coupling their infected brains forced them to need.
Haley walked out into the hall, and she could see several soldiers walking by, none of which noticed her. A dim memory of these soldiers hurting her came to her mind, and she walked down the hall and entered a door there, instinctively hiding herself from them.
She gazed at the stairs and another memory came back. A long ago memory of being here with the boy in the image. She slowly climbed the stairs.
When she reached the top she opened the door and gazed into the darkened room. It was empty. She was turning to leave when she noticed the couple sitting in the back row of seats. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness and she grinned, recognizing the boy from her foggy memory.
Her body painfully ached with desire as she walked to him. The need to be satisfied was overwhelming and blocked out all other thoughts.
They were sleeping. She ignored the girl and focused on the boy. Images from the past flashed through her mind as she watched him. Images of them doing things together – things that would satisfy her insatiable hunger.
She grinned and kneeled in front of his chair, reaching out to pull his boxers down, exposing his softened cock to her gaze. She leaned forward and looked at it closely, so many more images flooding back through her mind. Memories of being satisfied by this cock – which is what she desperately needed.
Her head dipped and she took it into her mouth, sucking on the soft flesh in an attempt to bring it to life. Her tongue swirled around the ridge of the head, and her lips closed around the base, filling her mouth with its distinctive taste. Yes, there it is, that pulse of blood filling it, beginning to make it hard so it could satisfy her.
He began to harden in her mouth, surging against her tongue as she started sliding her lips up and down. She could already taste the saltiness of his cum, and more memories flooded back.
Her saliva coated him, making him slick and causing soft wet sounds as she sucked. He was fully hard, ready for what she needed.
She stood up and looked down on him again, her eyes focused on his erect cock this time. Her pussy ached from desire, and the need to have him inside was a physical pain.
She carefully kneeled astride him on the chair, her knees on either side of his hips as the entrance of her pussy hovered over the engorged head of his cock. Oh, she needed it. Right now.
Worming herself closer to him, she lowered her hips and his cock nuzzled at her entrance. Shifting her hips slightly, she aligned him at the right spot, and then sank slowly down onto him, the pain in her eased as his girth spread her pussy wide.
“Ahhhhh,” she softly breathed, finally free of the agony that had gripped her.
She pressed down hard on him, taking him deep into her cunt, loving the feel of her lips stretched around him, and the way her clit r
ubbed against his shaft. Beginning a slow rhythm, she grinned widely.
Josh awoke slowly from his sleep, feeling the pleasure of tightness around his cock. He smiled with closed eyes, thinking that Emma’s mouth was on him again. But he felt her hands on his shoulders and thighs against his.
What was she doing? She said she was a virgin. Was she giving herself to him? Here, like this?
His eyes flew open and he looked at her, seeing only her silhouette in the darkened room.
“Emma,” he whispered, “what are you doing?”
She grinned at him.
“Emma, why are you doing this?” His voice was urgent.
“I had an itch,” the girl said.
Josh’s eyes opened wide in horror, finally recognizing the girl on top of him.
“Josh?” Emma had woken up and was looking around.
“Get off me!” Josh cried, and tried to push Haley off, but she clung tightly to him, clutching at him with her hands and legs.
“Fuck me!” she said.
“Josh! Oh my god!” Emma’s voice was rising.
Josh pushed harder and her fingernails dug into his shoulders. “Get away from me!” he cried, his voice tight with fear. His cock was softening, but remained inside of her.
Emma stood and pulled on her shoulders, trying to pry her loose.
Haley clung tighter to him, much stronger than he thought she could be. Josh gathered his strength for one big push. Placing his hands on her breasts, he shoved with all his might. Haley went flying backwards, slipping off of his cock with a slurping sound. She flew down over the seats, landing on the bottom row and bouncing up into the glass wall with a loud thump. The glass bowed but didn’t break, and she dropped to the floor and laid still.
Josh and Emma stared at her in horror, too stunned to do anything else. After a long pause he finally reacted.
“Shit shit shit!” He frantically brushed the wetness from his dick with his hands and wiped them on his pants. He used his boxers to finish drying himself the best he could.
“Josh?” Emma put her hand on his shoulder.
He quickly shrugged it off. “Don’t touch me!”