Something Too Familiar

Lydia couldn’t explain the sudden freeze, the feel of terror, it was what she’d been looking for. Wasn’t it?

As Lydia turned and navigated the crowd there she found them, having shuffled back away from where they’d watched Lydia as the center of attention.

Why did she feel like there was something wrong with this? Lydia wondered, did she not want such joy, such pleasure for her closest more so than for her neighbours, and the relative strangers of the building?

Mary’s slender figure bounced atop Mark with an energy, and vigor she had clearly lacked in the morning. She groped and pinched her small pert breast, squinting her eyes shut, focusing not on the fact she was enjoying her boyfriend’s cock.

But on the sensations running through her body, the sounds of everyone fucking around her, the way that oppressive pressure in the room seemed to invigorate her as she not just fucked, but imagined just what any of the people they shied away from might think to see them.

Mark himself was enthralled with the bare feel of Mary atop his cock, the sensation of sex bareback not just new, but wildly more intense than he had imagined.

His hands pawed awkwardly at his girlfriend’s body, not wanting to interrupt her pace and rhythm, while wanting little more than to pull her down as he thrust up into her in an attempt at releasing the urgent needs of his cock.

As he gazed up in wonder at the wildly flailing dark brown hair, he half wondered just what she would do if someone came closer looking for a hand, some lips, or even just to kiss. He had never known Mary to be much of a slut, but now, all he could think of was her suddenly becoming an unbridled whore.

Lydia watched wondering just how good Mark really was, her mind struggling to fend off thoughts about how his cock couldn’t compare to the inhuman one she experienced. The type of cock her daughter deserved…

There it was, a feeling of dread and terror chilling through Lydia as she questioned where the dark thought had come from. Glancing about she began questioning wanting to see all these people fucking, unleashing themselves to just base sexual pleasure.

Then Lydia saw it. Karl screaming out in pleasure.

His black cock looked larger, she swore it even seemed shaped different. As it spurt what looked like oil upon the face of who Lydia now recognized was Daniela. Daniela seemed to rejoice in the shower, running her hands through the generous gunky splatter wide eyed, seemingly in debate, before an initial, then ravenous series of licks and scrapes along her skin to feed herself the ichor as she hardly missed a beat as she was fucked from behind by Mike, the Super’s son.

That was from her… The thought sent chills down Lydia’s spine as she felt her body grow warmer. She wanted to charge over and stop Karl, as he approached his Twin making some sort of off hand remark as he jerked off on Mei.

Mei seemed to orgasm as she was tarred by the black spunk, her steady pace of rutting back into Abe accelerated as Abe seemed strangely indifferent to his brother’s act. Abe’s gaze was locked on his brother’s member.

As he finally came to a halt of fucking Mei it was obvious he had started comparing dicks with Karl, Mei clearly fascinated in helping do so as she turned sucking and stroking both twins eagerly, often pausing to compare her forearm between Karl’s still rigid member, and Abe’s recovering cock.

Lydia noticed as the black cum on Mei’s back drizzled down and spread. Before long there was no sign of the ichor that had sprayed across the Japanese girls back, it had shifted and spread, staining across the rather innocent girl's back into a now familiar visage of the Idol.

Lydia watched as Mei worshipped the two cocks orally, across her pale unblemished back now spanned a tattoo of the Idol, further illustrating to Lydia just how the Idol would use her, and how it’s influence could spread. Lydia felt both dread and excitement at the prospect of this, her morality struggling to raise alarm as Lydia approached and watched Mei rejoice as she milked another load free of Karl, her cum soaked mouth soon drizzling it across Abe’s cock for her to play with it as Karl moved on.

Soon Lydia watched as Abe’s own cock painted Mei’s face with it own now corrupt black cum. Lydia could feel her nipples ache at the prospect of how she could share her experience, her pleasure and see it spread.

As terror dawned on her conscious thoughts that she was like some patient zero in a pandemic the thought was soon expelled by a dawning realization.

Lydia knew the weight on her chest, the familiar pressure, although it felt strangely better than in the past, as fingers delicately grazed an over sensitive nipple and she felt the moisture. Lydia trembled in pleasure at the slight touch, her hands slowly exploring the volume, and sensitivity of her breasts.

As Lydia gradually massaged her cleavage, smearing her skin with the dark extruding milk she tried not to think of the delighted thoughts creeping her mind from her glimpses.

It’s just like Karl’s cum.

Suddenly Lydia felt compelled to give her tainted first a sample, any desire to do so quickly displaced as a hand suddenly cupped hers and hungry lips mouthed a glossy breast.

Lydia was at a loss to do in the moment, the pleasure of her sensitive tit flesh, the reduced pressure of her strangely full of milk breasts, it all made the concern of her tainting yet another not matter.

Just enjoy being used to share the pleasure.

Lydia became transfixed as she gazed down at the young woman, she didn’t recognized her from the halls, or other tenants in passing. Unknowingly reaching into the darkness within her Lydia soon found insight to questions in her mind.

Brandie was a small town girl, **** to make it in the big city. **** enough she had no place to stay, and found herself strangely enthralled as she was swept up in the atmosphere of this place.

Brandie began to finger Lydia, the rust coloured haired teen gazed up with pleading eyes, grateful for this small unexpected respite. Lydia gasped and moaned as she gained more insight, and pleasure from the young woman. Her sexual experience, her sexual exploits, the length she had gone to prove her parents wrong.

Lydia felt as if she’d snapped awake, suddenly pushing the head she had been pulling against her bossom, an aroused gaze, and lips smeared with darkness.

She saw Mei eagerly mounting another cock.

Karl and Abe had split up, circling about, quickly and easily cumming for any lips, tits, pussies, and asses they got the chance to fuck. Lydia watched wide eyed as Karl stroked a truly inhuman looking shaft working himself up as his mother was fucked before him.

MARY! With urgency Lydia scrambled through the orgy, what was she doing? What was she causing? Lydia’s suddenly sober mind was a flurry of concern and panic as maternal instinct was used to breach the influence of the Idol on Lydia’s mind.

And then she found her, inexplicably Mary bounced atop Mark’s cock, somehow Karl and Abe flanking her as she stroked their cocks, and Mei fondled and played with her from behind.

“Wouldn’t it be amazing to make them all cum?” Mei’s seductive suggestion clearly weighed upon Mary as she paused bouncing to grind atop Mark, eyes clenched shut on the verge of cumming.