Through the Woods

I rush out of the way of a honking car, and stumble into the bushes near a hiking trail. I catch my breath and rub my aching feet as I sit on the hot pavement. A hiker comes by, looks at me, and runs away in fright. I feel a little relaxed that cell phones aren't really a major thing these days, but know I have to make way to safety.

Where was I? I was not really familiar with my mother's childhood home. Grandpa Arnold and Grandma Helena had retired to Florida by the time I was a young child, and my sense of direction in these wealthy parts of Los Angeles were completely out of whack. I skulk a little down the trail before spying something I had never seen before, outside of movies.

A phone booth! And it had a phone book connected to it. I had no money, or any clothing, and wasn't sure if people would realize I was an EDP (was I even an EDP in this time?). I glanced through the book, but saw no listing for Arnold Smith... he was probably unlisted. The map was torn out, but I looked for familiar names. I was looking for maybe Erin Johnson's mother, she was pretty attractive, when I spotted an even more important figure in the book.

Lieutenant Alex Johnson kissed his new bride on the lips and patted her belly. "Don't go!" she said, having a genuine fear of abandonment exacerbated by being kicked out of her home.

"I have to," joked Lieutenant Johnson. "King and country and all that." They hugged each other again, after a long evening of lovemaking. Alex would be heading off to some third world country (actually Serbia) for a mission of unknown length. He put on his hat, and turned to open the door to leave in his waiting cab.

"What the fuck?!" he blurted out, at the sight of a panting, naked, skinny teenage boy on his doorstep.

"I'm a three hourer," I said. "I need to fuck."

Sophia Johnson wasn't sure about this, but at the prodding of her husband, stripped off her clothing. The boy was tired, but willing, smiling with Sophia at the sight of her large breasts, protruding belly, and little bump of a vulva where he would soon insert his penis.

"Tell me if I'm going too fast..." she said, as she grabbed his member and guided it into her wet orifice. Saving his life was a duty, as important as her husband's, and she would not fail in that task.

She was self-conscious of her weight, hoping the boy would take initiative and allow her to lay down and relieve pressure off her back. But he made no moves in that department, and she took the fuck-coordination into her own hands. Alex helped her on top, supervising as his wife got fucked by this stranger. "You're doing great, honey," he said, only slightly uneased by the situation.

"Get the fuck out of here, dude," I said, to Aunt Sophia's husband. I didn't mind him watching me fuck his wife. That was always fun. But the dude is supposed to be dead in a week, and it's like fucking with a ghost in the room. Kills the vibe.

He nodded and we soon had the living room to ourselves, as I enjoyed the idea of fucking my own pregnant Aunt. My seed would go nowhere, but that was never the point. I had two hands on her belly as she rode me, her vagina leaking, and her voice moaning in anticipation if nothing else. Clearly she was horny as all hell, probably to rival any EDP. Maybe I should fuck more pregnant chicks? It was inevitable for someone with my disease, after all.

She was already orgasming, after barely a few minutes of fucking, and I wasn't really plateauing at all. But then I felt it. A kick on my right hand from the creature that slept within her. My yet-to-be-born cousin Laura, letting me know that something was afoot as my cock invaded her precious territory. It was enough to make me spasm semen into obsolescence, soaking her insides and annoying pre-partum Laura some more. When this acid trip was over, I gathered, I would seek out Laura and Sophia and give them a proper threesome.

We pant and relax before I hear the ghost's voice again. "Well, I'm going to be going..." said Lieutenant Johnson, but I just waved him off, and held tight onto Sophia's naked body, forbidding her from arising, as I hear the door slam and he leaves.