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Freeuse 05 The Astarte Virus

Freeuse 05 The Astarte Virus

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Freeuse 05: First Login

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This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any coincidental resemblance to actual places or persons is just that, coincidence. Copyright 2024, Coyote Howard.

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Christopher Sether walked down the street in Des Moines. He felt a hunger within himself and was finally on his way home and couldn't wait to get there. He'd gotten to work early and had only had day-old coffee. The kind that was leftover from the day before.

But the expenditure report for the previous quarter needed to be compiled amongst the people in his department, and the last one hadn't been done right by Steven, whom he'd had to let go because of it.

The reuben he'd had at lunch hadn't hit the spot though. The Brickyard usually was his favorite, go-to lunch spot. Not for any particular reason, he just enjoyed the rooftop patio dining and the atmosphere.

Today he'd taken particular notice of his waitress though. He couldn't remember her before, but today she just struck him and he couldn't help himself.

She was cute, thinner and petite, specifically in the chest and ass, which he usually preferred to be a bit thicker. Maybe it was her eyes, a brilliant if not pale blue. He couldn't help himself but continue to think about her in the most lewd ways. What he'd do to her. What she could do to him. But mostly he wanted to feel himself unload his balls fully embedded within her pussy.

And he'd caught himself thinking it, feeling himself getting hard in his silk boxers.

He'd distracted himself, finished his lunch and paid.

He'd been distracted also at work, noticing suddenly all the women in his office. From Rachel on his team, a mousy brunette about 20 pounds heavier than she probably should have been, to his colleague from the department a floor above, Heather. She was well into her 50s.

He shook his head slightly as he walked. Well into her 50s. He wasn't attracted to older women. Never had been. But today during the end of the week meeting amongst the department leads he couldn't help but think of bending her over the table right there and fucking her brains out.

And as the fantasy played in his head, he came to his senses. And felt abject dread.

"No. Please no. It can't be real," he thought to himself.

So on the walk home he researched.

He scrolled until he found a video that matched what he was looking for.

"So you think you might have The Astarte Virus. You might be feeling panicked. Anxious. All of that is expected. To set your mind at ease, let's start with the statistic that in the first year the virus was discovered in 76% of the world's population. This video will give basic symptoms and how to register with the Astarte App.

Let's start with some history.

The Astarte Virus was first identified on August 2nd, 2027 in New York City. And quickly came to spread around the world. And the wonders of the virus; the eradication of virtually all diseases, extreme resistance to common sicknesses like the flu and cold, even the apparent reversal of aging, are all outweighed by the two major symptoms: uncontrollable sexual arousal and infertility.

So let's dispel some rumors:

#1: After about 4 days of not having fluid exchanging intercourse, you will first notice a fogginess in your thoughts. You will see the opposite gender in a more erotic manner. Thoughts will invade your mind, and this can be alarming. This is normal.

#2: Between the 4th and 5th day, you'll notice entire periods of time begin to be lost, and your body will be in an extreme state of arousal. You may find yourself in a different location than the last you can remember. Again, this is normal, though you should seek a friend, partner, or volunteer.

#3: Sometime during the 5th day, if you haven't self treated, you will enter a state of diminished consciousness, desperate to have sexual intercourse.

#4: While in this state, male virility will decrease by 81%, while female infertility will likewise increase by around 90%, this number is unverified.

#5: You cannot transmit diseases, because if you have The Astarte Virus you will likely be cured of any such diseases.

#6: Normal contraceptives will still work, though due to the infertility The Astarte Virus causes this will likely not be a problem.

#7: You didn't do anything wrong. The virus is spread by both skin to skin contact and through the air.

Lastly, if for some reason during day 5 you're unable to have fluid exchanging intercourse, you will become unconscious, and unfortunately within 3 hours of that, death will follow.

Therefore, if you do think you have The Astarte Virus, know that while this is a life-changing event, many have gone through what you're going through. So much so that 9 months after its discovery and subsequent spread around the globe, many countries adopted drastic measures.

Here in the United States the government passed The Astarte Referendum. This appropriated funding for the research of the virus and processes to help Americans manage the condition.

The primary means of this is Astarte, an application intended to help those affected manage their condition. By logging when you last had fluid exchanging intercourse, it will help remind you of the symptoms you can encounter.

It also allows for the submission of voluntary assistance encounters, which the government has incentivized with a monetary reward for those who help others in sexual distress.

The Astarte Virus has positives and negatives, for sure. But it's manageable and after a certain amount of time, most have come to accept it as a normal part of their lives.

The Astarte App is available for download on the App Store and the Google Play store."

Christopher's heart was going a million miles an hour.

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Of course he knew about the virus. Everyone did. But like so many, he didn't think he had it. Just a month ago he and his fiance Kennedy had had a bit of a fight and they hadn't had sex for well over a week and a half.

He pulled up the App Store and found the Astarte App, but left it there.

He pulled up Chrome on his phone instead, and put in "Astarte". The results were fairly predictable. Videos and articles were the first ones to come up, and one caught his eye.

"First confirmed case of The Astarte Virus!!!" it was titled.

Christopher tapped on it.

It showed the interior of a subway car, and a long haired asian woman in an above-the-knee skirt, obviously some kind of a business professional, with her eyes semi-open and was sitting spread-legged. She was unabashedly rubbing her pussy.

Her hand shifted as she obviously pulled her panties to the side and began fingering her slit. Her left hand was groping at her left breast, and she was moaning. People were watching her, had moved away from her, but it appeared as though she paid no mind to them.

One woman though, from the left and out of camera, came up to her and tried to shake her out of her horny stupor, "Ma'am, are you okay?"

The woman's eyes slowly opened, and she looked up at the woman, but instead of stopping, she looked around the car and made eye contact with the amateur videographer.

She didn't remove her fingers from within her as she rose and came over to the person, walking awkwardly and the camera shook slightly as the man exclaimed a "Whoa, holy shit."

The woman had immediately dropped to her knees and was trying to get his pants undone with her free left hand.

"Damn girl, all you gotta do is ask," he said, lifting his hips to allow his pants and boxers to go down his legs.

As soon as his penis was free, she licked clear up from his balls to the tip and then engulfed him into her moaning, hot, wet mouth.

The man kept the camera on her as best he could, her head bobbing in his lap.

"Yeah suck that dick," he said lightly. In the background, people had now moved away from the two of them.

Suddenly she popped her head off him and rose, hiking her skirt up as she turned around, without ceremony settling her sopping pussy down on his hard 8" cock.

The camera moved to the side as the man obviously put it out to the side to try and catch everything.

The woman let out an wanton, audible moan as she stretched around the phallus invading her body. She was again fondling her own chest and she pumped herself up and down on him. Her face was contorting with pleasure as she rode, and the man smiled at the camera as with his free hand he smacked her ass cheek with an audible "snap!".

"Ah! Ah! AHHH!!" she cried out, the violent action causing her to orgasm finally, grinding down on the invader and rubbing her clit even more.

To the man's delight though, she didn't stop. Instead she leaned forward and began fucking him by just raising her hips and ass up, pummeling her tunnel with his rod.

This movement was his last straw, and he grabbed the intersection of her hip and thigh, thrusting up into her as the camera jerked, he wasn't paying so much attention to his video at the moment, instead focused on pumping this woman full of his cum.

As his frantic humps waned, her head came up. Then her torso as she rose up and sat down properly on the man's lap, still impaled on his cock.

"Wha, what the fuck just happened?" she asked, looking around at everyone watching them. "What the fuck!" she screamed suddenly, jumping up and pulling her skirt down, cum falling out of her and onto the floor as the man's dick flopped against his stomach.

"You needed this dick baby, and who was I to say no?" he said.

"Fucking bullshit!" she screamed, backing away to where her purse and phone were left. "You must have drugged me!"

"Hey, I didn't do shit except make that pussy fuckin cum bitch!" he yelled back.

The video stopped.

Chris backed out and chose another one, "The Astarte Virus Can't Be Willed Through!"

A white male and woman came on the screen, both with brown hair, though she had glasses.

"The Astarte Virus, as it's called, is all over the world. No one knows where it came from," he said to the camera.

"Theories range from a lab like Covid-19, to a natural evolution that finally made its way to humans. What can't be denied is the effect it's having on humans," she said next.

"Victims say they had a fuzziness, a kind of brain-fog in the days leading up to a period they describe as 'uncontrollable arousal'," the man continued. "We here at the Grims-Telling Channel decided to put this to a test. I'm Tom."

"And I'm Emily. Now full disclosure, and if you're a subscriber you know this already, but Tom and I are married. We have a general understanding within our home that if one of us is wanting sex, there's a general time and place, but otherwise, 'why not?' That's one of the benefits of marriage right?"

"But for this test, and based on what we'd heard happening around the world, we decided to be the guinea pigs. Completely unscientific and unfiltered- our results were, well, see for yourself."

The video cut to a simple hotel room, with the same two people in it while they voiced over.

Tom took a turn talking, "We decided for the purposes of the test, and with the nature of our semi-open relationship, one of us would have sex two days after the other. I allowed Tom to be the one to go out and find a partner around 48 hours after the last time we had sex."

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The video showed the hotel room and the two of them going around the room at a sped-up pace, watching TV, coming in and out of the bathroom, working on laptops at the small square table, and other rather general things like sleeping.

"We decided to shut in, have food delivered and see what happened," she said.

At the bottom of the screen were two timers counting up the minutes in rapid numbers. A pink set for Emily had started with 50:00 at the beginning of the movie and the other was in blue for Tom and had started at 2:00.

As the counter hit 94 in pink, the sound came back as the video stopped going so fast, and the woman had generally stopped moving, instead just laying in the bed, light shining in from the window as the man had gone out of frame into the bathroom.

"I had gone to the bathroom and to take a shower," Tom said, again as just a voice over. "I didn't think anything of it."

"And the last thing I remember consciously thinking about was how much I wanted to touch myself, how much I wanted to have sex, but we'd agreed on no sex, obviously."

It could be heard through the audio that the door of the hotel received a knock, and Emily rose and somewhat blankly went to the door. She opened it and there was a man with a doordash bag. He was thin, tall and gangly, with a scruffy beard and longer brown hair.

But they stared at each other for a few moments before Emily grabbed him by the front of his shirt as he pushed inside the door, it shutting behind them as hotels do.

The two of them didn't go anywhere, just went directly to the floor, the man mounting Emily right there on the floor and shuffling to get his pants off.

As the man obviously struck home, his hips falling and Emily's mouth falling open in lust and pleasure, the door to the bathroom opened and Tom froze in the light, watching his wife moan like a bitch in heat as she began getting fucked.

The screen froze.

"The timeline the CDC put out seemed to check out-" Tom began saying before Chris closed out of the browser, putting his phone in his pocket.

He looked up and realized he was almost at his apartment. He'd need to get to a doctor and get checked out for sure.

He came through the door and was met with Kennedy at their small dining room table, looking out the back, sliding glass window and not moving.

"Honey?" he asked as he came in, to which she slowly turned towards him, her eyes far off, before finally focusing on him.

"Wha?" she said, looking around as she came to her senses, only then realizing she had her left breast in her right hand, her left hand at her crotch and her two middle fingers deep within her.

She quickly pulled them out and blushed deeply as he came to her.

"I- I don't know why I was doing that," she said, "I was just in the bathr-" but she didn't get a chance to finish the sentence as Christopher wrapped her in his strong arms and kissed her with an intensity that took her breath away.

Without words he pushed her back, and she sat back on the table, kicking her feet in order to free at least one leg.

She felt herself slip away as something else took over her, something primal. Her hands tore at this man's clothes. She needed him naked. She needed his cock inside her. She needed to make him cum. More specifically, it was like there was a pleasant fire within her pussy, and the only thing she could think of that would put it out was the contents of this man's balls.

Christopher, for as much as he was in control, was not. The sight of the love of his life had awakened something within him that he had been holding down all day, and her apparent horniness sent him into a frenzy.

Within seconds he was rock hard, his decent 6 inch cock straining within his pants, tenting the front of them.

Normally they enjoyed foreplay, but there was no need.

Kennedy's hands were working at his pants as one of his hands were up in her hair and the other at her full tit.

She moaned constantly, finally freeing his member and without hesitation guided him to her opening.

He needed no encouragement, reaching down and gripping her ass as he thrusted himself forward without ceremony, her sopping cunt allowing him to bury into the hilt without resistance.

"Ahhh!" she cried out, breaking their kiss and staring into his eyes at the initial penetration.

Again without a pause, he began fucking her. Hard.

He was her stud. He had mounted her. He had taken her. And he would claim her.

She in turn held onto him, spread open and vulnerable like only a woman could be. Her legs and feet were splayed out obscenely, her heels gently spurring his hips on, encouraging him to hump her with all he could.

She was his woman. She was the hot hole for him to fuck, to take, to fill and unload into. It's what she was made for, and in this moment nothing could convince her otherwise.

He began grunting slightly with every thrust, while her moans and gasps continued with each thrust. They'd never had sex like this before, with this much intensity and need.

Suddenly she felt her orgasm, it snuck up on her but there was no stopping it, not that she wanted to.

And as she lost control of all herself, she still had the wherewithal to recognize that her mate was grunting with pleasure as heat radiated from within her, his thrusts slowing but resounding with power as he slammed into her again and again.

As the last spurts of cum left him, he stopped his frantic movements and they began to catch their breath.

Finally their eyes focused on each other, and before either could say anything, they kissed passionately.

"I think we have something to discuss."

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