The Virus

CHAPTER 6



The next morning, Bobby woke up to see a note on his door. "Come to my garden after breakfast. -Ororo" He didn't know what it was about, but since he had nothing to do that day, he figured he might as well stop by. So he showered, got dressed, rubbed one out, and then went downstairs to get breakfast.



Well, he was about to get breakfast, but when he got to the dining room, he walked in and saw Jean and Lorna bent over the dining room table getting fucked brom behind by Scott and Alex. Both girls were wearing schoolgirl outfits that had the blouses ripped open and the skirts pulled up over their asses. Bobby nodded, impressed at the show and then left, deciding he'd just get something from the fridge and eat on the go.



When he got to Ororo's greenhouse, Bobby realized that he wasn't the only one there. Forge, Logan, Bishop, Pietro and Guido were there as well. Forge was wearing a silk robe, not unlike that of Hugh Hefner, Logan was sitting down drinking a beer, Bishop was leaning back against a wall, Guido was sitting on a couch and Pietro was in the middle of yelling at Forge.



"This is offensive on so many different levels that I can't even fathom where to begin!" Pietro shouted at Forge, who was surprisingly calm.



"What's going on here?" Bobby asked. "I got some note from Storm this morning."



"Oh, great! Another one for the train! This disgusts me!" Pietro yelled before stomping of to go pace by Guido.



Forge walked over to Bobby. "Hi, Bobby. Sorry about that. You're aware of the disease we've all been infected with, right?"



"Oh yeah. Very aware."



"Well, Ororo is infected with it too and she's come up with an idea to help out the other infected individuals in the mansion that don't necessarily have anyone readily available to partner up with."



"Oh. Wait... let me get this straight; she wants us all to have sex with her?"



"Repulsive, isn't it?" Pietro shouted.



Forge ignored Pietro. "Basically, that's the plan."



"Hold on, don't you and her have a thing going on?" Bobby asked.



"We have an open relationship. Plus, I'll be honest with you, I've kind of always had a bit of a pimp fantasy."



Bobby was silent for a moment. He then smiled. "Right ON! You're the man!" He shouted as he raised his hand in the air. Forge high-fived him. Bobby then looked over at Logan and Bishop. "You guys are comfortable with all this?"



"I'd rather not, but if I'm bound to end up screwing someone, I'd rather have some option over who, where and when." Bishop said.



"Same reason. Plus I figure 'Ro is the only one that can hold her own with me when we start going at it."



Pietro started yelling again. "I cannot believe you people are giving in to this debauchery! I shouldn't even be here! I'm married!"



"You're divorced!" Guido said.



"Okay, we're separated, but that's not the point!"



"The point is that we get some kind of release." Ororo said, standing in the doorway to a back room. She was wearing a sheer black teddy. And from what Bobby could surmise, that was all. She was completely bottomless. "The point is that we do not let this disease control us, that we do not let our sexuality control us, it is that we control them. If you do not wish to participate, then that's your choice. But do not complain to any of us when you're alone and your sexual frustration is overwhelming you." She turned around. "Now if you gentlemen will join me in here where we can have some privacy, we'll get started."



Forge went in after her, followed by an eager Bobby, then Logan, Bishop and Guido. Guido stopped by the doorway.



"You sure you want to pass on this? Because I'd think that if you had second thoughts and you looked back on having the choice to go before me or after me, you'd rather go before me." Guido asked before he went into the room.



Pietro thought about it for a few seconds, then sighed and went into the room, Guido backing out of the way to let him pass and making an "after you" gesture while hiding a smirk.



When everyone got inside, they saw there were a couple of chairs set up in a circle around a mattress that was lying on the floor. There was also a stereo off to the side.



"If you'd all get undressed and take a seat, we can start." Ororo said as she stepped onto the mattress. As all the guys took off their clothes, Forge simply dropped his robe, revealing that he was completely nude from the get go. Then they all sat in the chairs. All but Guido, who was too large for the small metal folding chairs. "Guido, feel free to find a spot that makes you feel comfortable."



"Much appreciated, Ororo. I'll just hang back here. You do your thing."



Ororo politely nodded at him, and then to Forge, who took a remote and turned the stereo on. Some sexy music started to play and Ororo started to slowly dance. She sensually swayed her body from side to side, lifting the bottom of her teddy to expose her shaved vagina before she would turn all the way around and bent over to expose her ass to the guys, running her fingers over her body and would occasionally tease her nipples or her clit. As she was dancing, the guys were slowly stroking their cocks, getting hard, but trying not to cum before the fun really started. She would then make her way off the mattress and went to each guy and gave him a lap dance. She would grind her ample butt into their crotches as they would run their hands over her body, her pussy or her breasts. When she was on Forge's lap, he did her the favor of removing the negligee from her body.



It was a ways into the music when she motioned for Logan and Bishop to join her. They got up and stood behind her as she gyrated up against the two of them. She ran her arms against their faces as they both placed their arms around her chest and waist. She slowly dragged her arms past their chest all the way down to their raging hardons where she slowly stroked them off. She then motioned for the others to come up and join her as well. As they stepped up, she got on her knees and started systematically giving them all blowjobs. They circled around her and she would take Bobby and Pietro's cocks in her hands and Forge in her mouth before switching hands to Bishop and Guido as she bent her head back to take Logan's all the way down her throat. As she was sucking them off, they would run their hands through her white hair, cup her breasts or massage her shoulders.



"I think you're all sufficiently ready." Ororo said as she laid down on her back. Forge then got down on his knees and between her legs and placed his cock inside her, fucking her for a few minutes before he would get up and let Bishop have a turn. Bishop deep dicked her with his huge black cock, giving Storm her first orgasm of the day. He pulled out and it was Bobby's turn. Her pussy was soaked from her orgasm, allowing him to slide into her easily. He pumped her quickly before stepping aside to let Pietro go. Pietro turned her over onto all fours and started fucking her doggystyle. He was aggressive and fast. A little too fast as Storm reached back and used her hand around his balls to guide him at the pace she wanted. Then he got up and out of the way so Logan could have his turn. Logan was bent over her, his hands wrapped totally around her, and her arms reaching back to caress his arms. She leaned up to kiss him as he started to fuck her quicker. He then leaned back, pulled out and got up. Guido then came over, and simply put, he was too big for any girl, but Storm still intended to try and pleasure him nonetheless. She got back on her knees and took his massive prick in both her hands, jerking it off as she barely managed to fit her mouth around the head of his cock. she wiggled her tongue all over as he ran his large hand gently over her head. She then wiped her mouth and stood up. "I believe if we expect this to be successful, I'm going to have to do some of you simultaneously. I certainly don't want any of you getting soft as I'm servicing someone else."



Ororo dragged Bobby down onto the mattress and climbed on top of him, bending forward so Forge could slip his cock into her ass. As she was getting double penetrated, Logan stuck his cock in her mouth and started facefucking her. She grabbed Pietro's dick in her left hand and Bishop in her right. Guido sat back and jerked off watching her gangbang. Even if he couldn't put it in her, he was still having a good time.



This position continued for a while before Ororo switched positions. Now Bishop was underneath her, stuffing his dick all the way up her ass; Pietro started fucking her pussy, this time at the pace she liked; Bobby was straddling her face as she sucked on his balls and ran her tongue up the shaft before taking him in her mouth and deep-throating him; She jerked off Logan and Forge; while Guido straddled her chest and started tit-fucking her large supple breasts.



They kept at it for a little while longer before Pietro let out a low moan and came inside her pussy, pulling out and backing off to drop back into a chair. Bishop climaxed right after, filling her anus up with his sperm and climbing out from under her. Then Bobby filled her mouth with his semen, cumming also. He stepped back, allowing Logan and Forge to let their loads out all over her hair and face. Guido was the last to cum, but when he did, it was a massive wad of jizz that covered her breasts and ran all the way down her stomach. She laid back on the bed, drenched and filled up with all their cum.



"If any of you feel any other sexual urges coming on before we can find a cure, I want you to come see me." Ororo told them. After that, she didn't get many refusals.



Downstairs in the lab, Hank was at his desk typing in several calculations on his computer while Moira was studying several specimens through a electron microscope. They were in the midst of studying all the data they had taken from the various swabbings and samples they had taken from several subjects, to say nothing of the notes and evidence Moira had collected upstairs "in the field", so to speak.



"I think I may have isolated the cause of the virus within the scans we took of various teammates neural pathways."



"That's terrfic news, Henry!" Moira said, She got up and walked around the table over to Hank's side and looked at the screen with him.



"I just have to enter a few more numbers and-" He hit the Enter key. "Voila! Our program is running and within the next twenty or so minutes we should have a detailed analysis of the virus."



"Wonderful. We should have the campus off quarantine before Charles returns." Beast turned around in his chair to respond, but accidentally knocked over his notes. "Ah, let me get those for you."



As Moira leaned over, he caught himself staring at her tight yellow lab uniform. He looked at the curve of her ass as she bent over. He could see a bit of a camel toe formed between her legs. When she stood up and reached over to hand him his notes, her coat opened so her equally yellow-clad spandex-covered breasts jutted out. They looked firm and strong. He shook his head quickly and tried to avert his gaze.



"Moira, I think we may have something of a problem ahead of us. I may be suffering from the effects of the virus."



"Oh! Are you all right?"



"For the moment, but the last thing I'd want to do is make you uncomfortable by trying to mount you. For your sake, I may have to take my leave. Thankfully, you don't have this problem."



"I don't think that's true, Hank. I think humans can be infected with this virus just as easily as Mutants."



"Why?"



"Because for the last ten minutes, I've wanted you to screw me." Moira said, blushing.



"Well, I believe that changes things. No sense in leaving and forcing you to hunt for someone else."



"And we do have twenty minutes to kill before the program completes its work."



"To quote the vernacular; when in Rome-"



"-Fuck like animals!" She cut him off.



They both leapt into an embrace with one another, kissing passionately. Hank grabbed her ass and held it tightly as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He set her down on another lab table nearby, the two of them sweeping the piles of reports and books off it and scattering them on the floor. Moira and Hank eagerly pulled their lab coats off and threw them indescriminately, sending Moira's coat landing on the floor and Hank's draped over the computer as the program was running. Hank helped Moira remove her top as she undid the belt and zipper on his pants, pulling them and his boxers down around his waist. She grabbed his now-erect cock and started to jerk it off as he kissed her on the neck and unhooked her bra, exposing her mature breasts, allowing him to lean down and suck on her nipples. They then traded off; he pulled down her pants as she unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it and his tie up over his head. They were now both naked and she laid back spreading her legs apart and angling around his back, nudging him forward with her heels. Hank put one of his feet up on the table as he slid his long, thick blue cock into Moira's wet aroused pussy.



"OH! OH! OH YES! OH YES! YES! YES! OH!" She screamed with each thrust of his. She stretched her arms out as she laid back, staring up at the room's lights, gasping with each breath.



"Is this too much for you?" Hank grunted as he held her by her waist and pulled her towards him as he pressed forwards.



"NO! IT'S... PERFECT! OH! OH! OH! GOD JESUS YES!" Moira screamed again. She then suddenly sat up as quick as she could so she could wrap her arms around Hank and hold him tightly, her naked form rubbing up against his furry blue chest and shoulders. She nibbled on his ears as he clenched his teeth. She leaned slightly back and pressed her arms inward towards her chest making her breasts appear larger and her cleavage deeper. She then grabbed Hank by the hair and pulled him face first into her cleavage, ltting him lick all over her breasts. She rolled her head around on her neck as she moaned in pleasure.



They quickly paused in order to change positions. She got on all fours on the table, Hank climbing up and squatting down behind her, grabbing her hips again to hold her as he stuck his cock inside. Soon, Moira was screaming again, desperately trying to hold onto the edge of the table that was directly in front of her, attempting to push back so she wouldn't be pushed forward and fall off onto the floor and land on her face. But she didn't really think there was a chance of that happening; the way Hank was gripping her ass, the was no way she'd slip. She used he free hand to rub her breasts and play with her nipples as Hank furiously pounded away at her cunt with his prick. He was an animal in the strictest sense of the word at that point. He leaned over to rub his face against her back, feeling her body rise and fall as her breathing got heavier. She was about to cum and he could tell. He was right. A few seconds later, she came all over his cock, which incensed him further. He was now jackhammering away at her pussy with his dick and pulling her by her hair.



""OH! OH YES! YES HANK! FUCK ME! I WANT YOU TO CUM! CUM INSIDE ME! OH! OH! OH!" She begged.



That was all it took. Hank tensed up and threw his head back and let out a loud "AAHHHHHHHH!" as he reached orgasm. He came all the way inside her, their privates now a mix of her cum and his. He slowly pulled out of her and sat down on the table, resting for the moment. Moira sat down on the edge of the table as well. She looked over at Hank and they shared a kiss.



The computer dinged. The program had finished.



"Ooh! It's ready!" Moira exclaimed as they both hopped off the table and quickly put on their lab coats to keep a little warm before walking over to the computer.



Before they could fully look over the report, Bobby had entered the room. "Hey guys, any progress on the sex bomb you dropped on all of... us?" He stopped, seeing Hank and Moira's clothes strewn all over the floor amidst the several knocked over books and papers. He looked up at Hank and Moira, who both looked a little embarrassed, like kids that just got walked in on by their parents.



Of course, that implies that the individual catching them was a mature responsible adult, which Bobby was not. He grinned broadly and held his hand up in the air. "Way to go, man! Total MILF action! Good work, my firend! Up top!"



Hank did not high-five Bobby. This however, did not deter him from trying to congratulate someone. He turned to Moira with the same hand still in the air. "And good for you too, Doc! Getting some blue balls, Hank McCoy-style! Right?" Still, no high-five. "Right?" He persisted.



"For crying out loud, Bobby! Is this really all that's on your mind? Sex, sex, sex?" Moira asked, exasperated.



"Maybe, but having sex on the brain isn't exactly a crime, you know! And you're hardly one to talk right now!" He replied, lowering his hand.



Suddenly something dawned on Hank. He lunged back over to the computer and tapped a few keys, bringing something up on the screen. His eyes widened as he turned to Bobby. "Bobby... I need you to answer every question I'm about to ask with the utmost of honesty: How often have you had sex within the last week?"



"Well, I just had sex with Storm upstairs."



"Okay, but I mean in total; including when you're the only participant."



"How many times I've jerked off? Uh... lemme think." Bobby counted on his hand. "About three or four times-"



"In the last week?"



"Oh. No. This is per day. Give or take a few."



"You've masturbated three or four times a day for every day in the last week? Bloody hell, you're like a monkey in the zoo!" Moira exclaimed.



"Hey, excuse me for not being able to ignore all the gorgeous women that walk around here all the time! Plus after me and Opal broke up, I've had a bit of a dry spell!"



Hank cut them both off. "Forget it! I think I've just figured out how to fix this problem!"



TO BE CONCLUDED...



Next Chapter: A cure!