Patient Zero
Synopsis: John is involved in an accident—his mom’s car smashed into a speeding military convoy containing a top secret substance. How will it affect John?
Horley, Surrey, England
“Say it” June said as she fingered herself
“No… you know I can’t” Helen giggled as she looked around the cafeteria.
June had called her lover at work and Helen was glad to take the call… but she didn’t want to say “I love you” on the phone while others could hear. She held the phone close to her as well as she could see June naked on their bed, fingering that gorgeously warm and inviting slit.
“Say it” June said “If you do I’ll give you such a fingering when you get home”
Helen squirmed at the thought of her lover’s fingers inside of her, doing to her what they were now doing to herself.
“No… I can’t…” Helen giggled
There were only two other people in the cafeteria, they weren’t near-by, but Helen was shy.
She saw the other two get up and leave and she checked the time on the wall.
“Look” Helen said, seeing the time on the wall “I’ve got to go back to Casualty”
“I’ll be waiting for you…” June smiled as she showed her juicy cunt up close.
Helen got up and returned to her station. Nurse Goldy told her to go check on a room.
There Helen found Flora Simpson stressing over her son John
John lay on an examination bed. The doctor was busy with a far more critical cases but John had been given a room. His vitals were stable, he was just unconscious.
When he had been picked up by the ambulance he had some orange liquid on him but when he arrived at the hospital there was none to be found.
“Please, if you could just wait outside” Dr Barry Goldwater said as he joined Helen in the room.
“It’s for the best” Helen added as she guided Flora away
Helen turned to the doctor after Flora had left
“Check on the patient” Barry said “I’ve got to got o Room 7”
“Yes, doctor”
Helen did, but soon found her way back to John’s room.
Helen went into the room where John lay, She took out a thermometer and checked his temperature -39 degrees Celsius. That was higher than normal (which should’ve been 37 degrees Celsius)
John moaned.
“Can you hear me John?” she asked going to him.
“Pain” he said
“Where…?” she asked “Where does it hurt…?”
He pointed to his crotch
She noticed his pants were damp. She wondered why he’d not been put in a hospital gown yet.
She put on some rubber gloves and under his fly
“Nnn—nnn” he groaned
She undid the top button and then pulled his pants back
His cock was red raw, and it leaked an orange fluid from the eye
His cock immediately sprung up, erect. Helen was surprised, but not shocked. She’d seen a lot of hard-ons before.
Helen was hit by a sweet smell. She fluttered her eyes as she felt suddenly giddy.
“What the…?” she gasped, stumbling back a step as she brushed the back of her hand over her forehead
Straightening herself up she stepped back to him. His cock looked…. she tried to think straight.
She felt his cock and he sighed, more orange liquid oozed from his cock’s eye.
She again took in a deep breath of his scent. “No, what?” she gasped as she felt her mouth fill with saliva. She took a big gulp of spit.
Helen also felt her pert breasts press against her uniform—her nipples were rock-hard
Then without really thinking about it her mouth went down over him and she gasped as she tasted him. It was delicious… like nectar
“Mmm-mmmm-mmmm” she groaned as she started to suck his cock
John’s eyes opened. He looked down at Helen’s clump of blonde going up and down on his shaft
His cock trembled and shot more fluid out
“Mmmmm!” Helen moaned as she tasted it
She brought a hand up around his shaft and worked it with long strokes as she sucked on the end of his cock like a baby on a bottle
Suddenly her mouth was filled with hot come
“Mmm-mmm-mmmm” she trembled, her own clit throbbing as if she were being penetrated there.
“What on earth are you doing to my son?” Flora cried as she entered the room
Helen ignored and kept sucking
“Get off him!” Flora growled, lunging at the young nurse. She had to physically drag Helen away
“No… I want more!” Helen gasped and tried to take John’s cock again
“Are you mad?” Flora cried
“Leave her be mum” John sighed
Flora was surprised her son was now conscious
“Oh, honey” she cried as she went to him “You’re awake”
“Yeah, mum” he said as she hugged him.
She embraced him firmly, as she did she was aware of a strange sweet smell
Helen watched when she clasped her head again, realising what she had just done. She felt a wave of shame and ran from the room
Flora embraced her son with firm motherly love.
“What’s that wonderful smell?” she gasped and she realised her son’s cock was hard, and leaking an orange fluid
“Here let me put this away” she said
She touched his cock and she gasped as she felt a strange electricity
She looked confused, into her son’s face
“Suck it, mum” he said
“No? What?” she gasped in shock
She found herself holding his cock in her hand and she was masturbating him in slow strokes
She looked down to see her own hand on him as if it belonged to someone else
She was fascinated by it, and inhaled its scent again, in a deep breath
“Suck it” he whimpered
“No… I …” she began but her mouth went down over him
Her tongue tingled as she tasted his cock.
Her mouth went up and down on him and he suddenly shot more orange fluid into her mouth
“Mmmm-mmm-mmm” she murmured as she gulped him down
“Mrs Simpson!” (Dr.) Barry cried in amazed disgust as he entered
Flora looked up, come and orange fluid dripping from her mouth
She smiled, turned back and continued sucking her son
“Mrs. Simpson!” Barry hollered again, he went to her and grabbed her and pulled her away
“I want more…” Flora cried
“Get a control of yourself” he said as she tried to get past him
Suddenly orange fluid shot up onto Barry’s face.
He turned in shocked horror as John now masturbated himself—more recovered than before.
Barry felt a strange tingling on his skin
“You feel it too” Flora smiled, seeing the look on the doctor’s face
Barry’s mouth went down over John’s cock. Flora tried to pull him away… she wanted more. She pounded at Barry’s back with the balls of her fists.
“Mmm-mmmm-mmmm” Barry groaned as he sucked John’s cock
“I want it!” Flora cried
He rose up, come dripping from his mouth and he went to push her away
Suddenly John rose up and whacked him over the head
“Let’s get out of here, mum” he said as he did his pants up
“Yes, Son” she smiled
In an apartment complex too close to Gatwick Airport Helen climbed the stairs in a daze.
She wore no panties. An orange fluid dripped from her cunt as she walked. She felt both sickened, and full of energy at the same time.
“Good afternoon, Helen” Mrs Pickwick smiled as they met on the stairs
Mary Pickwick was fifty-eight and happily married to Ted. She was something of a prude and didn’t realise for a while that her young neighbours were lesbians
It never had occurred to her till her husband told her
She did wonder why they never received ‘gentlemen’s callers’.
And then her husband had to point it out. And, even then she didn’t immediately believe him. They seemed such ‘nice’ girls.
She had been shocked and for weeks had avoided talking to the two young women.
Now, confronted in the stairs she felt it best to be polite
Helen said nothing
“I said…” Mary began annoyed that Helen wasn’t being polite too
“I heard you” Helen gasped “I…”
“Are you alight?” Mary asked “You look a little peaked”
“I…” Helen began
“Say, you wouldn’t happen to know what the smell is?” Mary asked as she felt a heady odour
“It’s my pussy” Helen said
“Your what?” Mary asked
“Look” Helen said and she pulled her dress up
Mary immediately looked away “Don’t be disgusting”
“Smell it” Helen said
Mary felt a strangeness wash over her as she breathed in deeply
She looked back
“Taste it”
“No… I…” Mary gasped
Helen rose up on the steps till she was above Mary. She turned and offered her cunt to Mary’s face
“This is so very wrong…” Mary cried—equally surprised to see a clean-shaven slit
“Eat!” Helen said
Mary tentatively moved closer, sticking out her tongue. When she touched that orange fluid she felt a spark run through her.
Helen pulled Mary’s face into her
Mary began lapping at the fluid and felt a strange dampness between her legs… as she grew wet
“Mm-mmm-mmm” Mary gasped as she slurped at Helen’s dripping wet pussy
“That’s it baby” Helen cried as she shot a squirt of fluid into Mary’s mewing mouth
As she was eaten out she lent forward and pulled up Mary’s dress and began tearing at her panties—old fashioned old lady panties.
“What the fuck’s going on?” June cried from the top of the stairs
“Mary’s munching on my minge” Helen laughed as Mary continued to lap away.
June came charging down the stairs, ready to hit them both
Mary looked up, her mouth dripping orange fluid.
“You have to taste this” she gasped
“Get away you old hag!” June spat and slapped at Mary
“Don’t be like that, lover” Helen said grabbing June
Mary felt a burning sensation between her legs and she looked down at her dripping wetness
“Mary has something for you” Helen said as she forced June to her knees
“Eat this, bitch” Mary spat as she hoisted her dress up. She tore at her underwear
“No… what?” June cried as she was forced in between Mary’s thighs
“I’m so horny, mommy” John said as they drove west to Newdigate
“Me too, honey” Flora said
“Let’s do it… let’s do it now” John moaned
“Yeah” Flora gasped and she pulled the car over just outside Norwood hill.
Flora positioned herself on her hands and knees on her seat with her ass out the door. John rushed around to her side and lifted her dress up
He gazed at her spotty ass
“Your arse is so big” he grinned as he pushed his cock into his mom’s hairy cunt that was dripping wet with orange fluid.
As he humped her something didn’t seem quite right. She felt it too.
He pulled out of her
She spun around and sat on her seat
“What was that?” she gasped
“Something feels…” he began “You know….” he thought…. “I think it’s because you’re already infected”
“Yeah” she said “I think you’re right…”
And he felt it was right—that because his mom was already infected with the orange fluid that fucking her wasn’t right anymore. He had no compelling reason to fuck her and she felt it too
“Let’s go home then” she said
And he got around to the passenger side and she shut her door
“You can infect your sister” she said as they drove on
“What about you?” he asked, holding her hand and squeezing it concerned his mother wouldn’t have someone to fuck
“Don’t worry about me, love” she said “I think I’ll do Mr. Henderson across the road”
“Good idea, mum” he said “He’d be a good fuck…”
They drove on home horny as anything… mother and son sharing a moment of closeness that they’d never had before