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The Love Parasite

Chapter Three

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Fyrdrgon

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So far, it cannot be confirmed just how many the parasite has infected, but all known sites of infection are currently on lockdown.

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Kasey grimaced, glancing at the window over her shoulder. The curtains had been drawn since Curtis and Helena – and now her brother too – had been infected, but it wouldn’t be long until their absence at work and in the community was discovered. Kasey signed and pressed her fingers to her temples. Perhaps she could go to work and make up some kind of ruse? Oh, it would be no good.

Those infected are struggling to disengage from acts of sexual deviancy, although it appears that only adults are affected and there has been no interest shown in those under eighteen. The researchers have released a statement that the parasite, created for warfare purposes, was set to attack adults only, differentiating between children and adults through a unique sensory system based on hormone detection.

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Kasey snorted. Yeah, and if the parasite attacked civilians, leaving children without parents, how would the researchers justify the nifty little feature their parasite boasted then? That one clearly hadn’t been thought through, it had to be said.

Residents are still advised to stay in their homes until we can be sure that those infected are in a safe place. There have been no recorded deaths as a result of this, but all are advised to exercise caution in the immediate area.

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Kasey sighed. That didn’t give those who were infected much to go on. Were they supposed to go somewhere? Seek help? Where on earth were they supposed to get that help from, if they were even able to get assistance with their...condition? Kasey grimaced at the word. Like being unable to stop having sex and a significant lowering of inhibitions was any kind of condition. Most seemed to have confined to their own homes, but there had been a few hastily reported cases on live news of couples doing the deed out in the open without a care in the world. She supposed they wouldn’t and didn’t, not with the parasite’s venom coursing through their bloodstream.

She almost wished she’d been infected too. At least then she wouldn’t have any concerns about what she was supposed to be doing and she could sit back and let someone else – anyone else – sort everything out for her. As it was, Kasey was the only sane and sensible mind left in a household of sexual deviants. And the doors were, quite securely, locked.

As if on cue, the subjects of her unrest stumbled, giggling like drunkards, into the very living room where she had sought some manner of solace on her own. Although the hour was well into the afternoon, neither her husband nor her daughter had put on any clothes, but that was well besides the point when his cock was, at that very moment, probing for Helly’s soft and well-used cunny.

Pushing her down over the arm of the sofa, facing her mother, Curtis ran his fingers tenderly through her hair as he filled her, driving the full length of his shaft into his daughter as her pretty lips fell open in a moan. Kasey swallowed hard and inched away, but there was only so much distance she could put between them as the sofa creaked beneath their excited and rather erratic weight.

“Um...” She floundered for words. “Guys, do you have to do that here? It’s a bit...”

Kasey trailed off, averting her eyes as Helena let out a particularly lewd moan.

“Oh, yes!” She cried. “Fuck me, daddy!”

Her mother pressed her palm to her forehead and groaned. It was like something out of a porn movie, but one she couldn’t switch off and walk away from. Cliché at best, Helena whimpered and rocked back into her father’s thrusts, purring like a kitten as he cupped her cheek and whispered sweet nothings to her. Kasey’s temper flared, hand curling into a fist. When had he whispered so sweetly to her last?

No... Get it together, woman!

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They weren’t in their right minds, she tried to tell herself, but that didn’t stop her watching as the speed of Curtis’ hips slapping her sweet daughter’s fleshy buttocks picked up, the couple intent on their pleasure and their pleasure alone. She knew it didn’t matter that she was sitting there watching them and they didn’t seem to actively take note of what she was doing anyway, so Kasey pressed her fingers up between her thighs, bemoaning the fact that she’d chosen to wear jeans. Did the fabric really have to get in the way? Hot pants would have been a better idea... If she’d still been young enough to wear them, that was.

Kasey barked a laugh that was entirely without humour, but Curtis didn’t even look up as he wound his fingers through Helly’s hair. Idly, Kasey unzipped her jeans and slipped her hand inside, fingers searching for a certain part of her body that she had become rather infatuated with since the parasite had infested and duly infected her home.

Hey, a woman had to get by somehow, didn’t she?

Fingers grazing her pussy lips, she bit her lip and trailed the digits up to her clit, stifling a gasp as Helena scooted closer still to her. Stretching out her arms, her fingertips brushed her mother’s thigh and, that time, Kasey did not flinch away. Head rolling back, she languished in the fluttering physical sensation, the fragility of it not escaping her notice as her husband banged their daughter to an explosive orgasm.

Or, at least, she was certainly getting there. Kasey’s breath felt hot even on her own lips as she sucked in what she could, breasts rising and falling rapidly with a line of trickling sweat beneath her brassiere. She had not known why she’d bothered putting it on that morning when she wasn’t going to dare go outside anyway, but it had felt like the right thing to do. And the silk lingerie made her feel sexy and desirable – maybe even as much so as Helena did. She couldn’t have fathomed if her husband and brother felt the same though. She could only tell what she felt.

Without prompting, the image of Alex lifting her daughter clean off the carpet as he fucked her swam into her mind. His dirty-blonde hair, in need of a trim, curled behind his ear as Helly flung her arms around his neck and cried out like a banshee as he drove into her with the rampant sexual desire of a madman, though any of them would have said that it was Kasey who was mad for not joining in with the three of them, all infected while she, somehow, seemed to have been immune.

That one wasn’t for her to work out though as her daughter grabbed her leg, scrabbling for purchase as her father’s thrusts nearly drove her clean over the arm of the sofa.

Kasey moaned and bit her lip harder, drawing a bead of blood. He’d fucked her over and over again, swapping with Curtis to make sure that their daughter was never lacking for an eager, hard cock. Her mind drifted, fingers teasing her folds as if she was going to thrust them into her hungry pussy – but not quite yet. No, she had plenty of time left to tease herself with the intimacy of that treat and patience was a virtue, after all.

What would it be like if...

No!

She snapped out of it, mouth closing with a snap and a click of teeth, heat racing to flush her cheeks. Her brother’s image dissipated from her mind’s eye like smoke, her imagination insubstantial and without any true bearing in reality. At least, that was what she told herself. That was what she had to tell herself. Rubbing her face, Kasey groaned and delicately extricated her leg from Helly’s hold as Curtis growled and grunted in orgasm, hips working as he pumped his daughter, not for the first time that day, full of cum.

Imagining just how it dripped down Helena’s thighs, the load too much for her petite frame to handle, Kasey licked her lips and studiously kept her eyes away. Perhaps Helly was tired as her own orgasm was much quieter than usual, shuddering, gasping moans breaking her lips in quick succession as her body jerked and twitched, eyes rolling back as even the sanctity of her body was denied to her. But it had been a long, long time since she could have claimed to be pure and orgasm was just the delicious cherry atop the pie of adult intimacy laid out for Kasey’s daughter to enjoy.

And, really, who could have blamed her for taking advantage of it, if she really did look at her father in that way? Kasey sighed and rubbed her knuckles gently over closed eyes, trying to soothe the soreness away. She’d never have wanted to hold Helly back from going after what she desired, but it still seemed wrong. Of course, it was wrong. Her lips pressed into a thin line. He was her father!

And her husband too. But, as she lifted her hand, trying to regain their attention, Curtis merely pushed back into Helena, his cock already hard and ready for the next round. Kasey growled under her breath. Did they not need a freaking rest too? What was with them?

“Guys?”

The attempt was futile. Helena groaned more loudly, hair a tangled mess around her lust-stricken face. Curtis ducked his head, letting his torso tip forward to cover her back, body moving over the younger woman’s as if it belonged there.

“Can you...” Kasey waved her hand, cheeks heated. “Maybe...stop, for a moment? Please?”

“What?”

Her husband growled, teeth bared as he fucked their daughter over the arm over the sofa, cock ploughing into her as his hair, badly in need of a wash, stuck up in all directions on top of his head. Curtis hardly seemed to take note of Kasey as he filled Helena, their adult daughter moaning with her mouth lewdly agape, probably on her sixth or seventh orgasm of the day. Not that her mother was keeping count, however. It was just hard to ignore.

Maybe it was the eighth orgasm... And, as she’d already thought, certainly not the last of the day. But she had to lessen the number somewhat if she was to get anything done at all.

“I think...” Kasey paused, jigging a foot in the air. “Well... I think we need to see a doctor about this. There’s been no real guidance on what we’re supposed to be doing about all...this...”

She waved her hand vaguely, but Curtis’ head had already turned away from her again, the man she loved grunting as he crammed Helly full of his cock in long, slow, deep thrusts that drove her whole body into the sofa. Helena moaned.

“Curtis!”

He groaned and flicked his eyes reluctantly up to her.

“Come on, Kase...” He wheedled. “Just a few more minutes?”

She started, biting her lip. He sounded like a younger man all over again, far more innocent than his current demeanour led her to believe.

Like a teenager wanting five more minutes with a video game...

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Kasey giggled and looked away.

“I wouldn’t deny you... But I think we really need to look at what we’re going to do about this.”

Curtis blinked at her.

“What’s the problem?”

“Daaaad,” Helly grumbled, pushing herself up off the sofa and rocking him backwards. “If you’re not going to fuck me, I’ll just do it myself!”

Before either Kasey or Curtis could react, Helena dropped to the carpet, hair falling in a loose swish around her shoulders, and took her father’s still-hard cock into her mouth. His head rolled back and he groaned deep in the back of his throat, hands automatically finding her head and guiding her motions slowly and tenderly.

“Oh, yeah, that’s the stuff...”

“Curtis!” Kasey snapped, jerking upright. “Listen to me! We’ve got to get you, all of you, to some kind of doctor! There’s got to be some kind of antidote going around by now, not that any of you seem to be at any serious risk –”

“Then what’s the problem?” He huffed, eyes half-lidded. “Honestly, Kase, you worry too much. Relax, have some fun... Join us.”

The invite hung in the air as Kasey stared at him, idealising the way his cock disappeared into their daughter’s mouth as if it belonged there. It seemed to fit there so much better than it ever had in her mouth – hell, she’d always gagged when he thrust really deep. Helly was definitely better at giving head too, but the girl had surely had a lot of practice over the course of the last few days while Kasey tried her best to not look and stared anyway.

Licking her lips, Kasey’s mind wandered. What if...

The telephone rang, burbling a tune from its stand on the side table. Her shoulders sagged. Saved!

Lunging for it as she would a lifeline, Kasey put the phone to her ear, one eye on her husband and the other on her daughter. It wasn’t as if they needed the observation, but a little part of her simply didn’t want to miss seeing any of the action, even if she’d gotten out of having to deny what some dark corner of her mind craved too.

At least temporarily.

“Hello?”

“Mrs Fennan?”

Kasey winced at the use of her married name. That was one that had never really grown on her.

“Yesssss,” she said, dragging out the word. “Who is this?”

The person on the other end of the line seemed to take a deep breath, rasping and crackling down the phone.

“It seems that your family has, ah...”

He cleared his throat – for it was certainly a male that was calling – and Kasey imagined him briefly pulling his collar out from his throat, a red-faced, middle-aged man that could not be called a gentleman if he’d been suited and smiling. Against herself, she giggled. It was absurd. Just why had that image popped into her head? Did she really think he looked like that?

“What?” She rolled her eyes. “What about the family? What are you going on about there?”

The pause stretched on and on, letting her mind catch up with events as Helly took her father’s cock deep into her mouth, groaning as she suckled lustfully on it. Kasey cast Curtis a look, eyes slowly widening. Suddenly, the call wasn’t so funny anymore.

Shit.

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“Mrs Fennan...”

She wished he’d stop saying her name.

“Mrs Fennan...”

“Good lord, man, spit it out!”

Even Helena whipped her head up, mouth agape as a trail of her father’s semen glistened at the corner of her lips. Curtis whistled lowly, teeth bared in a grin that he could not have contained even if he’d wanted to.

Sadly, the caller was less than suitably impressed.

“Mrs Fennan.” He seemed to have drawn himself up taller in his chair, that fat, red-faced man in her mind’s eye. “Your family has been identified as one targeted by the parasite.”

Kasey’s stomach dropped, the roaring in her ears growing louder and louder by the second. But he was talking on without her listening and she snapped back to attention as Helena continued to suck on her father’s cock, blissfully oblivious to the world imploding around them.

“I... What?”

She could almost feel the satisfaction ringing through his tone.

“That tells us all we need to know. A van will be by to pick you up at two. I trust you shall have everyone ready to go by this time?”

Kasey stuttered, fumbling for words as they leapt to her tongue and faded into non-existence just as swiftly.

“How do you know I’m not infected too?” She tossed out brazenly, drawing a sidelong glance from Curtis. “Maybe I’m getting myself a blowjob right now and you don’t even know it!”

Curtis snickered. The man on the other end of the line – he had not even introduced himself – sighed heavily.

“Well, you are the most lucid and understandable so far, if so, though I am grateful for the lack of, ah, noise in the background of this call.”

Kasey blushed.

“Understood. Is there an antidote to give to them yet?”

“We’re working on it.”

As promising as that could have sounded, he did not sound enthused and Kasey sighed, pressing her hand to her forehead. It was hot and clammy. Maybe she was coming down with something. What a terrible time to get sick...

“Fine,” she said, her tone flatter than a pancake. “I’ll do my best. Just...” She glanced at Helena, grunting softly as she bobbed her head quicker, the tip of his cock ramming up into the back of her throat. “Maybe a van with tinted windows would be an idea?”

Her caller laughed, but the short bark was devoid of humour.

“That goes without saying.”

He hung up without a further word, leaving Kasey staring at the handset as if it was going to burst back into life with some kind of new information that would make everything make sense again. Yet none was forthcoming and would not be until they took the next step in the grand scheme of things. Kasey winced. Nobody liked seeing a doctor. A team of what had to be researchers or worse, on the other hand? That couldn’t be good. But only going along with the plan, now that the gig was up, would reveal anything of note.

That didn’t mean that it wasn’t fucking inconvenient though.

“Come on,” she said, standing and brushing off her jeans in a suddenly businesslike manner. “It’s...what...one? How’d it get so late?”

Kasey shook her head, pressing her fingertips to her temples.

“It doesn’t matter. Just... You lot have to get ready. And where the hell is Alex?”

Curtis shrugged, huffing and grunting as he rammed into Helena’s mouth, the young woman clinging to him so that he couldn’t have pulled back or been any gentler even if he’d had any inclination to be.

As Kasey watched, her lips parted, he snarled like a wild animal and hunched over his daughter, fingers twisted into her hair as he ejaculated, filling her mouth with fertile cream. Helena gagged and gulped down as much as she could, throat working lewdly as Kasey let out a soft, breathy moan of her own. Oh, why was watching so very good? She squeezed her thighs together, only dragging herself away through great force of will. For she had to be the strong one in the family, the guiding hand that set them on the right path once again.

“Come on now,” she said softly, eyes glassy. “You’ve had your fun. Go get Alex and let’s go see what we can make of it.”

She made as if to leave, but paused in the entrance to the living room, a grimace crossing her face. Glancing back, she groaned at the sight of Helly licking cum off her fingers, a wet patch between her spread thighs showing off very clearly where the rest of her father’s loads had been deposited.

“Please get dressed!”

*

The ride to the laboratory – for that was the only place that Kasey could presume they’d been taken, even if she did not know the exact location – was as uneventful as it could have been. More eventful had been finding her brother with his cock in hand masturbating over a photo of their much younger (sexier) mother and having to drag him into some semblance of clothing with his cock spurting everywhere. The three of them and, unfortunately, Kasey too, stank of semen and sex, but the mother of the family held her head high as she stalked into the facility, unsure of what to expect, but prepared to meet it head-on.

The officials who had picked them up flanked them on all sides, stepping ahead in hazmat suits to direct them down a long, straight corridor and right by what was perhaps the reception at one point. Kasey supposed that having a receptionist on duty would have been a bit superfluous considering the crisis the facility was handling with their escaped parasite. Or maybe she’d even been infected too and was going from technician to technician taking their loads down her throat.

Heavens! Kasey winced at herself, trying to keep her expression carefully neutral. When had she gotten so crude? If she didn’t know better, she would have said that the exposure to so much lewd crudity since the parasite’s venom had taken hold had numbed her to it, at least a little bit. Perhaps that was what was needed to get by, to survive with her mind somewhat intact, while she remained untainted and somehow unaffected by its venom.

She still didn’t know if she’d even been bitten or not.

Shaking herself, Kasey snapped her fingers and shot Curtis a look. Her husband had his arm around Helly’s shoulders, very obviously sneaking his hand around for a grope of her breasts. She hadn’t managed to get Helena into a bra and her nipples poked up to the front of her coral-pink T-shirt with the word “Juicy” splashed across the chest. Kasey sighed. Her choice of attire could have been less... Well, just less. Or rather, perhaps under a sweatshirt and a coat too, just to better hide the body that her own mother had seen more than she ever cared to admit of.

“Stop that!” She hissed, going to slap Curtis’ hand away the moment he yanked it away, eyes wide and a pure picture of innocence. “Not here! God!”

A hand landed on her shoulder, clad in a thick, crinkly glove. Kasey froze.

“Ma’am, let’s move along now.”

Kasey’s cheeks seared bright red as she was ushered forward, the men intent on keeping her moving as if she was the one who was the true threat and not the rest of her family. But were they even a threat? Bar the rampant sex, they seemed pretty...harmless.

“So sorry...”

Taking on the shame – what there was – of her family, Kasey let her hair cover her face as she padded after them, ignoring the giggles and squeals behind her as the three infected parties took advantage of the situation. It wasn’t as if they were going to be stopped, after all!

Ushering them into a large, clinically white room that could have been set up as a lab at one point, the officials stepped back. Kasey’s stomach twisted and writhed. They hadn’t even introduced themselves. But what need did she truly have to know their role and position when she no longer even understood her position in her own little corner of the world anymore?

Kasey looked over the bare counters lining the walls, the holes in the floor where lab tables may have been bolted in before. The room seemed empty and barren and...terribly hastily put together. She swallowed, stepping back with her hands folded over her stomach, though it was scant protection when their very freedom could be at risk.

It had been coming though, ever since the first reports of that parasite had rolled in. And there’d been nothing she could have done to stop it.

“One of our team will be with you shortly,” a man in a bright yellow suit said, peering distrustfully at Kasey through the screen in his helmet. “I trust that you can amuse yourselves until you are needed?”

Alex smirked and grabbed Helly around the waist, drawing the younger woman to him with a playful growl. Helena shrieked and batted at his chest and shoulders, eyes alight as the bulge in his jeans obviously grew.

“Oh,” he murmured, though his attention was not on the man in the suit. “I think we can find something to keep our minds occupied, if we really push ourselves.”

“Will we be able to go home?”

They didn’t reply, stepping back out the way they’d come and sealing the door shut with the hiss of an airlock. Wheeling about, Kasey sucked in a breath, eyes wide.

It had been a stupid idea to go along. They should have run – jumped in the truck and never looked back, headed out to find their own cure. It wasn’t a zombie outbreak, by any means, but she’d seen enough apocalyptic films – usually under her husband’s persuasion, as they were his favourite – to know what the drill was. Trust no one, board up the house or get out and get far, far away. The truck could have been filled up with gas in a flash and all of them out and away before anyone knew. Whimpering, Kasey pressed her fingers to her lips, digits trembling. Just why had she been so foolish? Now who knew what was going to happen to her family?

The other three were, as had become normal for them, unconcerned with their predicament. Far from exploring the room, Helena was in Alex’s arms, giggling as her uncle kissed up her neck and across her jaw, lifting her long hair back from her shoulders in a shimmering fall. She’d been hard to get in the shower, but Kasey would not have let her own daughter rush out so unkempt, even if her hair was still wet.

Blinking, Kasey whirled away and flung her hands up, pacing the walls as if there would be something there, something that she could use. But everything was clinical and there were no sharp edges in the room that could have possibly been used as weapons, everything sealed off and ringing with a sickly air of absolute cleanliness.

She hated it.

A body halted her pacing and she grunted as she walked straight into her husband, the man she loved smiling warmly as he caught her in her arms. For a moment, as she fell into the warm pools that were his eyes, everything could have been okay again, the two of them back home and their little family untainted by any parasite’s venom.

But it was not to be.

“Jeez, Kase, what’s got your hair in a knot?” Curtis chuckled, taking her hand and bringing it to his lips. “You’re so tense. Come here.” His eyes smouldered as he kissed each of her fingertips in turn. “I’m sure I’ve got a way to help you relax...”

Kasey gulped and withdrew her hand before he could clutch at it, shaking her head and backing away.

“Oh, no... No. Curtis, you’re not thinking straight, you’re really not.”

Her husband sighed and folded his arms across his chest, for the first time since he’d been infected a wave of annoyance crossing his face.

“Kasey, there’s really no need to act like this. Have you got something to say to us? Do you disapprove?”

Kasey flinched.

Hit the nail on the head, why don’t you?

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“Curtis,” she murmured, eyes downcast. “You’re having...sex with our daughter. I can hardly approve of that, even if I know none of you are in your right minds. It’s not really you and everything will be right soon. I’m only sorry I couldn’t help you more than I have.”

Curtis scoffed and frowned, lips quirking distastefully. Behind him, Helena groped her uncle’s bulge, fighting with his belt buckle as she sought to undress him.

“What we are doing is perfectly natural, Kasey, and it’s about time that you see that too. Don’t think I don’t see you looking. If you want to join in, there’s nothing stopping you, but don’t try to make us feel shameful for enjoying one another as human bodies were meant to be enjoyed.”

Kasey’s jaw dropped. Helena’s did too, but for a different reason, the young woman on her knees with Alex’s cock pushing between her lips.

“You can’t be serious!” She clenched her hands into fists but did not advance. “You know what’s happened – I’ve told you! There’s venom, or whatever the hell they’re calling it now acting on you! It’s not you really doing this!”

Curtis snorted.

“Yes, yes, yes – you told us that it lowers inhibitions or something, or that’s what they’re going with. That doesn’t mean that the desires weren’t there to begin with, Kasey. We all wanted this and wouldn’t be doing it if we didn’t, trust me.”

Kasey closed her mouth and looked away. As much as she wanted to argue with that, the words wouldn’t come to her mouth, stuck in her throat as she licked her lips and angled her body away, arms wrapped around her torso as if for warmth. But she was far from cold, searing heat creeping up her neck and into her cheeks.

Curtis, however, was not done. Grabbing her shoulders, he spun her back to face him, eyes burning as he stared her down, daring her to argue, to throw up futile arguments when she understood that desire he spoke of for herself too.

She liked to watch.

“And if you think it’s not natural – watch this!”

It was as if he knew: Curtis always knew. And Curtis was never one to stay angry for long, especially when he could do something else, anything else. Curtis’ anger broke into a lustful smirk as he unbuttoned his shirt, making her watch as he backed up closer to their daughter, Alex throwing him a wink as he rested a hand on the back of his friend’s daughter’s head.

“Nice of you to join me.”

They exchanged a fist bump over Helena’s head. Intent on sucking her uncle’s cock, she didn’t notice, eyes closed in lustful bliss. Nobody could have had any doubt in their mind that she was exactly where she wanted to be.

“Wouldn’t be anywhere else, dude. Think you can share.”

“If Helly wants to.”

Curtis rolled his eyes. Kasey swallowed a groan, leaning back against the side counter as her legs went weak. Alex laughed softly, a throaty chuckle that she had not before heard from him.

“Of course she does,” he purred, running his fingers through her fine, still damp hair. “Just look.”

And it seemed that Helly was listening as she wriggled her buttocks for her father’s attention, rocking them back and forth within her tight jeans as he took advantage of her position to grope and grind up to her. It took little effort on his part to drag her jeans off – surprising, considering how much of the time they’d spent naked over past days – and yank his own down enough to expose his hardening cock. The cut length jutted out proudly and Kasey sucked in a breath, clutching the counter as if to hold herself in place.

Oh, she wanted to be the one taking his cock too. But it was Helly’s treat, for Helena and not her. Curtis tugged her underwear aside and entered her easily, the full length of his cock sinking back home where it belonged. His daughter moaned around the cock in her mouth and rocked back against him, working her hips as if to encourage him to fuck her, harder, faster and with more passion than ever before.

The hiss of the door sliding back jerked Kasey from the action.

“If you would step inside, please...”

What could have been the same group of officials in hazmat suits paced in, only baulking for a split second at what greeted them. Ever the professionals – or, at least, that was how Kasey assumed them to be – they turned their back on the open threesome going on to usher in a different set of charges. They clustered together as if afraid to separate, surrounded by the suits as if by a living barricade.

“Please wait here and someone will be with you shortly,” the man who seemed to be in charge of the group – no, she didn’t recognise him, she was sure it was someone different – said smoothly, gesturing with his heavily gloved hands. “It will be no time at all, I promise you.”

His eyes met Kasey’s and a chill went down her spine.

“Excuse me, but what about my family?”

The man cast her a look, his team already retreating with what seemed to be due haste.

“There will be someone along for you shortly. I am sure you will be fine.”

“What?” Her anger flared up, close to the surface after her heated exchange with her husband. “That’s not good enough! We need answers and not tomorrow either – today! Now!”

The door slid closed in her face, but she was sure she was the lead smirk as he backed away, but it could have been a trick of the fluorescent lighting strips on the mask he wore, covering his whole head. Growling, Kasey flung her fist into the wall and, as weak as the blow proved to be, instantly regretted it.

“Fuck!”

“What a good idea!”

Cradling her hand against her chest as she spat out further curses – decency didn’t really matter anymore – she cast her eyes sourly over the group that had invaded their privacy. Instinctively, she stepped between her family and the intruders, blocking their view the best she could even as her cheeks burned.

She needn’t have bothered. It was clearly a family of four – a husband and wife with a daughter and a son – that had also been infected by the parasite, judging by how they resembled one another and, well...what they were doing, to put it delicately. Or, at least they had been infected unless they were into some really kinky shit.

It was difficult to distinguish one from another as they wasted no time at all in stripping off their clothes – suits and ties for the men and something close enough to evening dresses for the ladies in the party – to grind against one another. Kasey did manage to catch a glimpse of blonde hair and an unshaven pussy as the eldest woman lay back on the cold floor, letting a younger man with hair the same shade as hers drive between her thighs, his hard cock finding her snatch with shocking familiarity. Moaning as her son fucked her, she squeezed her legs around his waist, heels digging into his buttocks as she cried out lustfully for more.

The man that Kasey could only assume was her husband, switching categorically, woodenly, from one individual to the next, took their daughter in hand, her strawberry blonde hair caught up in a bouncy ponytail. They kissed passionately as he unbuttoned the cardigan over her dress, but she seemed to be unable to wait as his black suit trousers slid down, hitching up her dress and leaping bodily into his arms. Kasey reached out as if to catch her, but the movement was futile and merely a mother’s instinctual reaction as the younger woman was caught securely by her father and subsequently impaled on his cock. He pressed his face into her neck, grunting as he worked his hips, fucking her as if it would be their last ever, hair cropped short and dark around his ears.

A separate young man with blonde hair stroked the daughter’s hair with tenderness as her father filled her, the younger man left out but with a hard cock for the moment. He edged up behind, running his fingers over her buttocks until he found the bud of her anal ring, pushing a digit in tentatively as her moans doubled in intensity. Cock in his other hand, the man who was perhaps her boyfriend or perhaps just an unlucky – or very lucky? – friend of the family fingered her backside as she was filled, pre-cum drooling messily from her clearly stretched and well-used cunt. The woman getting crammed full by her son didn’t fare much better, already shrieking and clinging to him through her first orgasm as he hammered into her with single-minded, raw determination. Nobody seemed to care about the mess, only that they were free to do what they craved once more.

“Oh, it’s so good to be out of these,” the father moaned, rolling his shoulders back, daughter cradled in his arms. “Liam, ah, would you?”

It seemed that he didn’t quite have to finish his sentence as his daughter’s boyfriend knew just what he wanted and helped him out of his suit jacket and smart shirt, the clothes out of place with the situation they found themselves in. On one hand, Kasey could not help but feel relieved that it wasn’t only her family that had succumbed to debauchery, their lusts too much for human bodies to contain without the walls of inhibitions crumbling into dust. Freed of his clothing and trousers tangled around his ankles, the man groaned deep in the back of his throat as he slammed into his daughter, her buttocks bouncing and jiggling as she was filled over and over again.

Her boyfriend was far from idle, however, using her dripping juices to lubricate his shaft as he pressed up behind her, the tip of his cock finding an entrance that Kasey had never once allowed her husband to penetrate. The younger woman let her head fall back, her father’s lips on her throat, as he pushed into her anal passage, stretching her sphincter with gentle determination until his cock was fully seated inside her.

Stretched to her limit, she squirmed between her two lovers, back pressed to her boyfriend’s warm, bare chest. Kasey bit her lip.

Damn...

“I bet I can make Helly moan louder than your daughter.”

Kasey jerked back to reality, back pressed to the wall as Curtis taunted what he clearly saw as his new rival, if temporarily so. The males locked eyes across the room, the second husband starting slightly as if he had only then realised that they were not entirely alone in the room.

Sometimes the lust for sex could be rather single-minded.

“Oh, I saw we can give you a run for your money,” he drawled, his accent terrible even with the glint of mischief in his eye. “What do you say, dear?”

He directed that question to his wife, squealing as her son rammed into her, but the woman barely paid him any attention at all, head rolling from shoulder to shoulder in raw ecstasy. Grunting around Alex’s cock, Helly swallowed around his length, drawing a shudder from her uncle’s body, his hips moving seemingly of their own accord, rocking and grinding gently to derive the most pleasure from her mouth and throat.

There was no spoken agreement, but the two infected families fucked their lovers with renewed determination, family ties strengthening the depth of their liaison. Kasey squeezed her thighs together, too shy to masturbate in front of strangers – after everything that had happened, it had at the very least become a different matter before her family – the heady scent of sex hanging heavy in the air.

Fuck, she almost wished she was infected too!

Casting her eyes to the door, there was nothing that could drag her attention away as she watched Helly’s throat work, gulping as the tip of Alex’s cock drove into her throat, doing all she could to keep him there even as she gasped for much-needed breath. There was something intensely erotic about the taboo nature of the acts being carried out, mother and son and father and daughter – and boyfriend or partner too! – enjoying one another’s bodies in such carnal bliss that it was difficult to watch from the sidelines. Kasey groaned and shook her head, flicking her eyes back and forth between the pairings and the especially delightful threesome going on in her little family. But there was something especially alluring about watching strangers, like pornography that was completely consensual and yet all the more tantalising for happening right there before her very eyes.

Maybe later she’d find out their names.

They all seemed to be in a hurry to reach their peaks, however, perhaps knowing how quickly they’d recover for another round. Hell, the other family had probably been as rampantly devoted to the sexual persuasion as hers had since infection! The ladies in the group gave Helly a challenge to maintain volume as she struggled to take her uncle’s full length, moaning and howling with raw sexual pleasure.

Kasey wished someone would make her moan like that. But it was not to be – at least, not to be for her. Helly arched her back and ground down on her father’s cock, hips juddering and rocking as she climaxed, the sound of such muffled around the shaft filling her mouth. So intent was she on watching her daughter’s pleasure that she hardly caught the sounds of the wife and daughter of the other family reaching orgasm themselves, although their cries ricocheted off the walls of the dismally clinical room. Her eyes only snapped to them briefly, the son hammering into his mother’s cunt as his jaw hung open, short, sharp thrusts heralding the arrival of his own peak as he filled her with cream, thick cum drooling from her previously tight hole.

The remaining members of the erotic gangbang were not far behind the first, Curtis letting out a ragged howl as he joined them in bliss and Alex slamming the full length of his cock into Helena’s mouth with a low groan. Kasey’s brother’s hips ground up to Helena’s face as he held her there, her eyes rolling back into her skull as he deposited his load straight down her throat, not a single drop going to waste. Licking her lips, Kasey dimly was aware of the husband and boyfriend filling the one remaining young lady with twin groans of abject delight.

Slowly, they slipped to the floor, cradled in one another’s arms and the males of the families seemingly unwilling to even allow their softening cocks to slip from their lovers as they giggled in a mess of sweaty, lustful bodies.

Kasey took a breath. She had to say something, do something – be something more than an innocent bystander. Her fingers went to the button of the blouse at her throat.

And then the door hissed open.