It Spreads Part 1 - TG Caption

Part 1

I was in the middle of some 'me time' when I heard the knock on my front door. Dammit, I thought, that is the worst timing. Pulling on a pair of shorts, I made my way to the door. I opened it to find a stranger, and what a stranger she was. Standing in front of me was an incredibly beautiful blonde woman in some kind of pale lingerie, or negligee, or something like that, definitely something better suited for a bedroom rather than a suburb's streets. That wasn't the only inappropriate part, she was absolutely spilling out of the thing. As I finally dragged my eyes up to the woman’s face, expecting to be reprimanded for staring so blatantly, I saw instead a fairly vacant look and mouth partially open, like she was tasting the air, or the scent of my home. It was both creepy and weirdly arousing. It was then that I finally noticed the face and who this was, or at least who it appeared to be. It looked like the younger, sexier, amazingly well-built version of my neighbor Mrs. Anna Spencer, never Miss, never just Anna.

"Mrs. Spencer!? Can I help you?"

Before she could answer the wind shifted and I smelled her. It was strong and brought to mind thoughts of sex on hot nights, bodies wrapped tight sweating and stinking, of FUCKING. I shook my head trying to clear the fog, but the effect was obvious in the thin shorts I'd thrown on. I grew hard despite myself and looking back to Mrs. Spencer I could see she had noticed too. Her eyes were locked on my shorts and she licked her lips while actually drooling. I took a step back and she took a step forward, standing just inside the door. Before I could protest she pushed it shut behind her and threw herself at me. I caught her but fell back against the stairs and she landed on top, gripping me tightly. I opened my mouth to ask her what the hell was going on and that’s when she struck. Taking advantage of my parted lips she shoved her tongue into my mouth even as her swollen, pillowy lips smashed against my own. The scent of her was everywhere, all encompassing. That was nothing compared to the taste of her in my mouth. The combination shot straight to my brain, exploding in my mind. Pleasure and desire swirled together and grew until that’s all I was, and I gave in. I kissed her back and she stripped off my shorts while grabbing for my member. She slid me easily inside her warm, wet opening in one practiced motion. If tasting her was an explosion this was a bolt of lightning straight up my spine. She rode hard and fast, like her life depended on it and she was nearly out of time. Given my earlier state I didn't last long, and within minutes I exploded inside of her. She continued riding, her muscle squeezing and milking every last drop. I kept pumping and pumping, emptying myself into her, and yet still there was more. I've never had an orgasm like this. I came until my balls were sore and finally, mercifully, it stopped. We lay there for a time, chests heaving until she raised her head and met my eyes, speaking for the first time.

"I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that, but I can't help myself. Something happened to me and I’m so horny all the time it's hard to think. It only clears a little right after I come in it doesn’t last long. I can already feel my stupid slutty body's needs building again. I'm going to have to go out and fuck again and again and againnnmmmmmmm." Despite the words her expression changed as she spoke, worry lines smoothed and some of the vacancy returned to her eyes along with a new hunger. A crooked smile grew on her face while she talked about throwing herself at man after man and she continued, "The worst part is, I think I’m spreading it."

"What do you mean spreading it?" I asked, idly scratching an itch on my chest.

"Mmmm...You’re about to find out," she said lustily.