The Grateful Virus

All events and characters are fictional.  Copyright 2007 by James
Adling.  All rights reserved.  Comments appreciated at jim [dot]
adling [at] gmail.com


Chapter 4

Back in Jen’s room, the girls were all sitting in a circle on the
bed having an intense conversation.  “I know it’s not the best
time in my life for it,” Jen said, “but somehow I just have no
doubt or fear in my mind. I’ll find a way to make it work. It’s
so right. I’ve never been surer of anything.”

“Me too, Jen. I know exactly what you mean,” said Helen

“Same here,” said Kelly

“So what are we waiting for?” asked Trisha.

“Let’s do it!” said Jen.

“Wait, Jen, let’s think this through first,” Helen said. “What do
we say? Are we just gonna knock on his door and tell him we all
want to have his babies? There’s no way he’d agree to that, even
if we could seduce him. He already said he’s married and won’t
cheat. He wouldn’t even do it with protection, much less
without.”

“Shit, you’re right.” Jen sat back down on the bed in
frustration.

They all sat in silence for a few minutes. Then suddenly a phone
rang. Nobody moved. They all looked around at each other.

“Is that yours?”

“No I thought it was yours.”

“Where is it?”

“Hey it’s in the closet... Here it is. This isn’t any of yours?”

“Nope.”

“Not mine.”

“No.

“Holy shit it’s his! Who does it say is calling?”

“It says home.”

Jen’s face lit up with an evil grin. “Give me that.” The phone
had stopped ringing. Jen opened it up and copied Jim's home
number into her phone. “Kelly, download those pictures, just for
backup. You’re bringing your camera for show and tell.”


Jim had just gotten in bed when there was a soft knock on his
door. He fastened the safety latch to the door, opened it until
the latch stopped it, and looked out through the gap. It was the
girls from across the hall. All four of them. They were wearing
PJs and wicked-looking smiles, and there was sex in all of their
eyes – not just in Jen’s anymore. Nobody seemed to be able to
speak for a long moment as the virus hit all five of them hard
with fresh waves of lust.  Finally Jim croaked out a “What’s up?”

“Jim,” Jen whispered slowly, “we want to stay up and party a
little more. We can’t do it in our room with the coach right next
door. Can we use yours?”

“Uh... I’m sorry girls, I don’t trust myself.”

“Ok then. We’ll just go and make some prank calls, since there’s
nothing else to do. Oh speaking of calls, you left this in our
closet.” She held up his phone.

“Hey Jim, didn’t this picture turn out great?” Kelly asked,
holding up her camera, which was displaying the first picture of
Jim and Nicole kissing. His face, eyes closed and covered with
lipstick kiss marks, was turned partly toward the camera and
clearly recognizable.

“Shit,” Jim said, and banged his head on the wall a few times.
“Ok I get it. What do you want from me?”

Jen smiled a truly wicked smile and paused, savoring the moment.
“Your pants, Jim.” The other girls suppressed giggles. "Let us
in."

He swallowed hard, uncertain what to say to make them not follow
through on their threat or how exactly he’d explain this to his
wife if they did.  The pictures were just kissing – it could be
worse.  Anyway, there was no way in hell he was going to let
these lust-crazed girls in.

He took a deep breath.  It was a big mistake. His nostrils filled
with the smell of their desire. That smell, combined with a huge
wave of lust from the virus, seemed to temporarily knock
something loose inside of Jim. He closed his eyes and leaned
against the doorframe, trying to regain control. Jen saw his
tented boxers come into view in the crack in the door. She
reached a slender arm in and stroked his erection lightly. Jim
gasped and opened his eyes wide as his hips involuntarily thrust
toward the door. Jen’s warm hand closed around his cock through
the thin cotton. Helen’s hand found his balls and cupped them
gently. Kelly reached through the door and lightly scratched
along his chest with her fingernails.

“Jim, we just want to play,” Jen said as she drew his cock out
into the open air of the hallway. “Don’t you want to feel just a
little more of this?”

Jim’s momentarily overwhelmed brain did not seem up to the task
of producing a coherent sentence, much less any actual thinking.
He just moaned.

“Jim?” No answer. “Everyone stop touching him for a sec. Hey!
Helen, hands off!” She slapped at Helen’s hand, which reluctantly
withdrew from his cock. “Ok. Jim? Hello in there Jim. Want more?”

“Mmmmmm...”

“More?”

“Yessss!”

“Ok then open the door, sweetie, and you can have all you want.
We’re all yours.”

“Door?”

“Yes Jim, just open the door.”

“Ahhhh!” he gasped as Trisha took his cock into her mouth.

“Trish! What the hell!  Fucking freshmen!  Cut it out for a sec,
all of you!” Jen pushed Trisha off and elbowed everyone else’s
reaching hands out of the way, blocking their access to him. 
“OK. Jim?  You want more? All you have to do is open the door.”

“Door?”

“Yes, door. Open and we’re all yours. Open the door. Do it now.”

“Wife. Can’t cheat.”

“Not Wife, Jim. Wrong thought. Think pictures. Think phone call.
Think blackmail, Jim. Not cheating. Not your choice. Not your
fault.”

“Not my fault?”

“That’s right Jim. Blackmail. No choice. Not your fault,” she
said as she pushed his cock back out of the door crack. He seemed
like he might have been about to close the door on himself. “Now
open up, and it will all be better. You can have all you want,
and it’s not your fault.”

The door slowly closed. There was a clicking sound. The girls
waited in breathless anticipation for a long moment.

And then it opened.

Jim stumbled back into the room as the four girls swarmed in.
They were all around him, pressing and grinding against him and
running their hands everywhere. His boxers were quickly tugged
off. There was a minute or two of chaotic groping, kissing and
grinding in which all of the girls shed their clothes.  Then
Jim’s brain began to function again, but not nearly well enough
to question the idea that he had no choice, which it had accepted
in its earlier weakened state directly from Jen’s mouth.  He had
no choice, so he might as well enjoy it.  He was enjoying it
immensely of course, but this was too much of a chaotic blur, and
he wanted to remember each of them.  If this was to be the
hottest thing that ever happened to him, which seemed quite
likely despite how amazing his brief encounter with Nicole had
been, he would curse himself for years if he didn’t remember what
they looked like.

He decided to try to appreciate and memorize each of their bodies
as best he could, one at a time. He turned to Kelly, the tall
brunette with the kind of cold beauty that intimidated men,
especially men like Jim. But now her body was his to do whatever
he wanted with. Her eyes were closed and she writhed and moaned
in response to his touch, as if it was somehow ticklish even just
to touch her small breasts. He ran his hands all up and down her,
reveling in the feel of her soft young skin against his while
trying to get a look at her lanky, athletic body. He had to hold
her away from him to get a good look – she was doing her best to
press as close as possible to him at all times. Then he gave in
and drew the girl close again for a kiss, feeling her whole body
pressing and grinding against his while his hands squeezed her
cute, perky ass.

He then repeated the process with Helen. When he finally drew her
in for a kiss she was able to maneuver his cock so that it ran
along the outside of her pussy. The sensations were incredible.
His cock ran along the outside of her a few more times while his
hands found Kelly and Trisha’s slits.  Both had surprisingly tiny
openings.  Jen pressed her body tightly against him from behind.
All of their hands were caressing him everywhere they could
reach. It felt far too good. Afraid he might embarrass himself
soon, he broke away and turned to Trisha. She seemed to be the
youngest of the group, with a stunningly sweet, fresh face, blond
hair, and small, jutting breasts. Her pale, tiny body was a
little on the thin side, but healthy and hourglass-shaped. It was
very difficult to keep her away from him long enough to get a
good look. Despite how sexy her young body was, he was even more
turned on by her sweet face and beautiful eyes. He put both hands
on her flushed cheeks to make her look into his eyes instead of
down at his cock. Her response was to close her eyes and kiss him
while pressing her whole body tightly against his.

Then he finally turned to Jen. Unlike the others, she cooperated
when he pushed her away to get a look at her. As he was running
his hands all over her tight, tanned body, she stepped her legs
apart as she had earlier that night. His hands instantly sought
her crotch and he relived that memory for a moment, watching her
gorgeous lithe frame stretched out and grinding against his hand
as he stroked her sopping wet sex. Then she turned away from him,
spreading her legs and pushing her unbelievably hot ass backwards
toward him. It was perfect – rounded but tight, smooth, and
perfectly transitioning into her shapely thighs below and narrow
waist above. Even before she spread her legs there was a sizable
gap between her upper thighs. With them spread and her back
arched, her beautiful pussy opened up to his view. He couldn’t
resist it. He stepped forward until his cock rubbed along the
outside of her slit. She moaned and ground against him, then spit
into her hand and brought it to the underside of his cock,
pressing it harder against her while coating its other side as he
gave a few thrusts between her hand and her pussy. Then she
arched her back again while pushing his cock backwards until the
tip nestled in her tight entrance.  She paused, savoring the
moment.

Jim wanted her so badly he could hardly think, and the sudden
feeling of her tight entrance around his tip was heavenly, but it
also brought back to his lust-clouded mind the consequences of a
similar moment less than an hour earlier. Somehow recovering his
willpower, he put his hands against her ass to keep her from
pushing back onto him.

“Wait. Don’t we need condoms? There’s a pharmacy not far from
here. I could be back in 15 minutes,” he said.

“No,” said Helen in his ear. Her body was pressed up behind him,
so he couldn’t see her wicked smile. “We’re all on the pill.
Don’t worry.”

A small part of his brain pointed out that pregnancy was not the
only thing to be worried about here.  Of course, none of them
could have known yet that the virus made all of them immune to
all forms of infectious diseases, as it would soon do for the
entire world.  The girls simply didn’t care, and for Jim the
thought was drowned out by a wave of pleasure as Helen’s hands on
his ass held him still and Jen pushed the first inch back onto
his cock, overpowering the feeble resistance of his hands. He
gasped.  The sensation was incredible, as was the sight.  The
moment in the closet with Nicole had been mind-blowing in its own
way, but it had been too dark to see.  This time, he could see
Jen’s pussy stretching around him as his cock slid slowly into
her tanned body.  God, what a body!  He couldn't get over how
gorgeous Jen's skin was.  Her shape wasn't as extreme of an
hourglass as Trisha's, but something about her – maybe her
flawless skin, the way she held herself, her confidence, or the
way she moved – something just made her by far the sexiest.  He
wanted to come inside of Jen.  But he was dying to sample the
other girls too.

To his relief, another difference about this time was that he
seemed somewhat more prepared for the waves of pleasure.  He had
been dreading coming on the first stroke into Jen, as he
basically had with Nicole, but as he finally buried himself all
the way in her he was only feeling a slight early warning tingle.
 Jen leaned forward and rested one hand on the bed while stroking
her clit with the other.  He pulled back out slowly, deliciously,
and then slid back in.  After a few more glorious strokes he felt
his orgasm building.  Just to be on the safe side, he paused deep
inside her and closed his eyes for a minute.  He found Kelly and
Trisha's pussies with his hands and again marveled at how tight
their entrances were.  He positioned a fingertip at each of their
tiny entrances while sliding most of the way out of Jen, and then
suddenly penetrated all three girls at once, producing gasps from
Kelly and Trisha and a moan from Jen.  His index fingers were
only inside Kelly and Trisha about a quarter inch.  He didn't
know a girl could be so tight.  It didn't feel like anything
bigger than a finger could possibly fit in there.

He was dying to find out.  After savoring two more strokes inside
of Jen, he pulled out and turned toward Kelly, who was facing him
with her legs slightly apart grinding against his left hand, with
his index finger still wedged tightly just inside her entrance. 
He maneuvered his erection between her legs and began rubbing it
against her exposed and engorged clitoris.  She groaned with need
and tilted her pelvis toward him, holding onto his shoulders and
leaning her upper body back.  This caused his tip to slide toward
her entrance.  He took his finger out and let his cock take its
place.  He pushed gently and felt the tight constriction around
the very tip of his cock that indicated he was in the right
place.  But he couldn't seem to get it to go any farther. Was it
the wrong angle?  He bent his knees slightly, getting more
directly lined up, and tried pushing again. It only went in a
tiny bit more. She really was too tight!

He caught Kelly's eye and said "I think it won't fit."

Kelly looked down and mumbled something out of the side of her
mouth to Jen. Jen giggled at them and shook her head, then got
behind Kelly, and with a nod to Trisha behind him, pushed Kelly
down hard.  Trisha's hands were on Jim's butt, and she pushed at
the same time.  Kelly's eyes widened and locked on his, but
nothing else happened for a moment.  Jim would never have pushed
this hard, reasoning that a girl that tight would need him to go
slow and give her time to adjust.  He hadn't imagined the
possibility that one of these wanton sluts could be a virgin. 
Jen and Trisha pushed even harder, and suddenly Kelly's hymen
gave with a pop.  Finally Jim understood as he slid an inch into
her virgin pussy.  The realization that he was taking this
gorgeous young girl's virginity was such a huge turn on that Jim
was instantly back near the edge of orgasm.  Fortunately the
other girls held them still while Kelly's initial pain passed.

Helen had a hand in between them gently rubbing Kelly's clitoris,
which soon produced some moaning and grinding again from the
partially deflowered girl.  Jim slowly started to move a little
bit in and out, going slightly deeper each time.  He still had to
apply quite a bit of force because of her tightness, despite how
wet she was.  Whenever he went in a little farther, she clenched
up even tighter and grunted softly, making any further movement
almost impossible for a few seconds until she relaxed.  Soon he
was fully buried in her and moving, still slowly, but continually
all the way in and out.  She leaned her head back, resting it on
Jen's shoulder.  All traces of pain had left her expression as
she arched her body and thrust her hips to meet him.  Jen's hands
played with her nipples and Helen's with her clitoris.  Jim had
one of her perky, cute butt cheeks gripped tightly in each hand
for leverage.  He started to push in harder with each stroke,
reveling in the amazing tightness of this girl and the thought
that he was taking someone's cherry – a first for him.  And all
he knew about her was her first name.  And her lanky young body
was amazing, not to mention the model-like cold beauty of her
face.  She was REAL!  That was his cock sliding into this
textbook definition of an unattainable woman.  This combination
of thoughts was far too sexy.  He had to pause again for a moment
to avoid coming.

Kelly whimpered and tried to move again, but he held her still. 
"More, more!" she moaned.

"Just a sec.  I don't want to come yet" he said.

This seemed to drive her wild.  "Oh god!  Do it now!  I need your
come in me!" she grabbed his hips and forced herself up slightly
off of him, then back down, hard.  Her pussy began to convulse
around him in a powerful orgasm as she moaned and shook and
begged for him to come in her.  He didn't want to come yet! 
There were still two other girls he hadn't tried, and he wanted
to make it back to Jen!  As his body hovered on the very brink of
orgasm he gripped her tighter, holding himself motionless deep
inside her as she writhed and tried unsuccessfully to lift off of
him again.   His erection gave a little pre-orgasm spurt of come
deep inside her, but he didn't actually release yet.  He could
tell he was going to be able to back down from it in a few more
seconds of stillness.

Kelly's eyes had gone wide and a bizarre expression had entirely
replaced the look of orgasmic pleasure on her face.  It was
almost a look of triumph.  Or fulfillment.  She looked like she
was about to cry with joy.  Like this was the best moment of her
life.  She was babbling about something.  He heard the words
clearly but they just didn't make any sense to Jim's
pleasure-clouded brain.  "I felt it!  I felt him putting his baby
in me!  Oh thank you Jim, thank you!  It's inside me!  I'm so
happy!"

The other girls all went insane.  Even more insane, that is.  Jen
ripped Kelly off of him and dropped her, wheeling back toward him
and shouting "Mine!"  At the same time Trisha, who had been
pressed against his back, tried to come around to his vacant
right side while reaching for his cock, but Helen's hand was
there first, pulling him toward her as she sat back onto the
dresser with her legs spread.  Trisha's legs got tangled with
Jim's and she was flung onto the bed.  Jen was still extricating
herself from Kelly's indignantly flailing limbs on the floor. 
Jim was half-falling toward Helen.  She kept her left hand on his
cock and made sure that he fell directly into her pussy, sliding
immediately all the way in.  The stimulation was, of course, more
than enough to push him over the edge.

"Oh!  I'm coming!" he moaned as he grabbed her waist, pulled
back, and thrust deeply inside her soft pussy again.  He was
spurting inside of this girl moments after taking another girls'
virginity, and he wasn't even sure what this one's name was. 
Heather?  Hanna?  Her button-cute little face was overflowing
with joy as she looked deeply into his eyes, watching the signs
of his orgasm intently.

With an animal snarl, Jen ripped him out of Helen and threw him
back onto the bed next to Trisha, quickly jumping on top of him
before the younger girl could.  He had spurted twice inside of
Helen, but as Jen fumbled with his cock to get it lined up with
her entrance, his orgasm somehow seemed to pause and wait for
her.  Then it resumed as she sank her tight, tanned body down
onto him and milked the last of his come, rocking sensually up
and down with a look of triumph that fit her sexy little
party-girl face much better than it had fit Helen's or Kelly's.

"No fair!" Trisha whined at Jen, "Let me have some."

"Sorry kiddo, I think he's done for a little while," Jen said as
she slid off him and quickly put her hand over her pussy to try
to keep his come from leaking out.  Helen, still over on the
dresser, was doing the same.

Comprehension was starting to dawn on Jim.  "But you're all on
the pill!  Aren't you?"

Trisha saw the growing panic in his eyes and realized she might
not get another chance.  Before Jim could stand up, she jumped on
top of him, lined him up with her entrance, and pushed down with
all of her might.  Her hymen gave and despite the pain she
immediately shoved all the way down onto him.  Then, pausing only
briefly, she pulled almost all the way out, and pushed down onto
him again.  Her already tight, tiny, virginal pussy was clenching
with pain, making it very difficult to move him in and out, but
using her whole weight plus the wiry strength of her arms pulling
up on his waist, she was able to do it.

Jim was stunned.  Another virgin?  And her pussy was even tighter
than Kelly's, due to her small size and the fact that she wasn't
taking time to adjust to him.  A partner's pain was most
definitely NOT a turn-on for Jim, but in this case the message it
sent was overwhelmingly sexy.  She wanted his seed, NOW, before
he had a chance to change his mind.  The expression on her sweet,
innocent face made it clear she didn't like pain any more than he
did, but she was willing to do anything to get his DNA.  Anything
to get his baby in her womb.  What was her name again?  Jim was
appalled to find that this line of thought was an enormous
turn-on.  As nice and civilized as he thought he was, when it
came right down to it his body wanted to reproduce, with his
moral approval or without it.  Her pace sped up and suddenly Jim
was amazed to feel himself close to orgasm again, less than a
minute after the end of the last one.

"Wow, I think he might come again," said Jen, studying his face.

"Trisha you better share!" shouted Kelly, suddenly standing up. 
"I only got one little spurt!"

Trisha was slamming her pale, beautifully shaped little body up
and down on his erection, elation replacing pain on her sweet
face at the thought of his impending orgasm inside her.  He
reached what he thought was the peak and hung there for a long
moment.  Was he out of semen?  He was in completely new territory
now – he had had no idea it was even possible to come again so
soon, not to mention three times in an hour.  Then the real peak
hit him.  It was a whole other level of pleasure he had never
known was possible.  He was spurting into Trisha and
involuntarily shouting with each wave of it.  Jen and Kelly
suddenly lifted her off of him and flung her onto her side on the
bed next to him.  Again his orgasm seemed to miraculously pause
while Kelly mounted him.  She sank onto him and milked the last
spurts from his otherwise motionless body.

Laughing, hugging each other, dancing around, and even crying
with joy, the girls put their pajamas back on and returned to
their room, leaving Jim naked and unconscious on the bed.

They had literally fucked him senseless.

* * * * *
During all of this, the virus had been busy.  Clearly the new
approach had worked wonders.  It still couldn't begin to
understand either the sounds these hosts seemed to use to
communicate or how their brains worked.  But whereas before their
brain functioning and communication had acted largely as barriers
to the motivations the virus was creating, now it seemed to be
quite the opposite in all of the hosts except Jim.  The other
hosts now seemed to be acting much more as allies.  The virus
felt that it could trust them now, even though it couldn't really
understand them.  Whatever they had communicated to Jim through
the door with their strange, complex sound patterns had seemed to
dissolve much of his resistance.

Even though the virus couldn't see a way to get Jim to stop
resisting replication, the other hosts around him seemed to be
able to take care of that, once they were modified with Mary's
desire to replicate and with the arousal pattern discovered by
the Jen-probe.  But the pace was so slow!  Including Nicole with
the other four, there were five hosts in which Jim had ruptured,
and the virus had made sure they each released four eggs.  In
other words, all of its efforts so far could only produce at most
20 Jim-replications.  More hosts were needed.  Many more.

Since Jim had also made efforts to resist spreading probes, the
other hosts would have to take on that function as well.  It was
time to make the transition from mere exploratory probes to a
full-blown viral spread.  The virus developed a much easier way
to induce a sneeze by stimulating a tiny part of the brain
instead of physically tickling the nose.  Based on this, it
created a new form of probe and installed it in Kelly in the last
moments before contact was broken.  It was highly simplified. 
Its mission was to spread via sneezing and simply establish a few
pre-programmed capabilities in each fertile host.  Because these
new probes did not need to explore or analyze, they could become
fully operational in half an hour instead of 8 hours.  It also
included instructions for old versions of the probe, so that
sneeze-messages from hosts with the new probe would cause any
already-infected hosts to be fully upgraded within seconds.  Of
course, just like the explorer probe, the new probe would avoid
harming its host in any way, feeding off of tumors, dying cells,
and the like.
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