Yes, but it doesn’t stop her

You dove across the room, managed to grab the lamp in your outstretched hand and instinctively swung at the feral woman as she leapt at you.

You managed to crack it against her shoulder, but other than a hiss of pain it did little to stop her efforts. She had you pinned to the ground, clawing at you until she had your dick freed and guided towards her dripping mound.

Her womanhood was warm against the head of your dick, the juices trickling down onto your shaft. You were painfully hard, but you knew this was wrong.

“Jessica,” you grunted, “get OFF me!”

To your great surprise she recoiled from you with a snarl, teeth bared and breathing heavily. She watched you like an angry cobra, but otherwise didn’t move.

“FUUUUCK!” She howled. “Why won’t you just let me fuck you!?”

You were surprised. She was being almost…lucid.

“Jessica, what the fuck is wrong with you right now?” You asked.

She gnashed her teeth together in frustration. “I just…..I just need cock. Cock in me, fucking me, cumming in me.”

She began to furiously rub at her pussy, slipping a couple of fingers inside as she desperately sought release. “Fuck,” she breathed in a low whisper. Looking at you the whole time she worked herself almost violently, “fuckmefuckfuckme…”

After what seemed like a small eternity her release eventually came, juices soaking into the carpet. She slumped a little and began breathing heavily, well and truly spent.

“J-Jessica?” You cautiously asked, “are you…ok?”

She stared at the ceiling for a moment, her athletic body covered in a sheen of sweat with her tits rising and falling with steady breaths. After a while she said,“No, I’m really not.”

“What happened to you?” You asked again, feeling your anxiety rise, “what the fuck happened to all the women?!”

“I dunno, it’s…it’s like something happened all at once and I felt hot all over.” She huffed, “I felt like I needed to fuck or I’d go crazy. Every single cell in my body screamed for me to find a nice cock and fuck myself with it, over and over.”

She had begun to drool and absently played with her nipples. It took no time at all before she began to squirm around a lot more urgently and then suddenly focused on you, tears welling up in her eyes. “It’s coming back, it’s…fuck, it’s so hot. I need…”

“What?” You asked, coming closer, “what do you need?”

She reached out and grabbed your wrist. “Please, I need you to fuck me. Masturbating doesn’t really do it and,” she swallowed back a sob, “if you don’t I’ll go crazy again.”

You thought of Jackie, her smile, her voice and frowned at the idea of betraying her. “I’m engaged Jess, I can’t do that. Besides,” you gestured to her, “you’re not in your right mind. I’m not gonna take advantage of you.”

“Everything inside of me right now is telling me if you fuck me it’ll be ok,” she urged.”you’d be saving me from this…from myself…”

“Jessica, I can’t do that to my fiancé.”

Tears trailed down her eyes and you could see the remnants of the quiet girl she had once been. “Please, I don’t want to be…like I was. Don’t make go back to that, please! I don’t wanna…”she sobbed, “I don’t wanna hurt anyone…”

Despite yourself, you felt conflicted. You stared at the weeping girl, and then at the door. You might be able to make a run for it, though you had no idea what awaited you out there. But perhaps if you stayed…as crazy as it seemed, maybe you could help this girl, and maybe figure out a way to fix all this…