This story is not going to be everyone's liking. It won't be to many people's liking. I'll admit there are weird kinks in it. I hope it finds the right audience.
It was the same procedure over and over. Suzy was a truck driver. She was always going out of state. She was always going into and out of of nebulously defined hot spots. Now she was getting her regular Covid test. The economy in general was fucked. People were hoarding everything, nothing was coming in on ships or when it was it was dozens of loads that all had to be moved out yesterday.
That was okay. She was paid by the mile, and if she was carrying anything that was "critical" hours didn't count. Part of the routine was that she had to be tested everywhere and carry proof. Some places didn't mind, warehouses full of people maskless and occasionally coughing, other places where they were all double masked with face shields and handled documents with tongs while hosing everything down with disinfectant.
Part of her regular ritual was getting a Covid test. Fortunately the tech who usually did it was kinda hot. He had these magnificent green eyes and short salt and pepper hair peeking out of his head covering. She never saw more than that because he always wore a mask, face shield disposable gown and double layered gloves all over shapeless scrubs. A couple of times she brushed casually against him on the way in and out and she thought she felt some rather taught muscle against her breast.
Suzy took a seat at one of the kiosks and to her delight Carl came over with the test kit. "Time for my weekly nose picking." Suzy said and then cringed. It sounded funnier and sexier in her head. She looked into Carl's eyes and they turned in a slight smile.
"Weekly." He shook his head and tisked. "Proper hygiene is important miss." He pulled down her mask instead of instructing her to. He also stood far closer and she could feel the heat of his body in front of her.
He pushed the swab into her nose and gave a slightly sigh as he pushed it deeper. "Deactivated viruses can give a false positive on the most sensitive PCR tests. It's a good thing you are only in for a quickie."
"A quickie?" She asked staring into his eyes and the down at his crotch which seemed to be bulging against the scrubs.
"Keep your nose clean and I'll see you next week."
That night when she was parked in a rest area because she was legitimately too tired to drive and she ventured a finger up her nostril. It was a weird sensation. She hadn't done it much as a child and had mocked her friends who did, but it seemed so right and it fit so well. She twisted and her fingernail caught a dried booger, as she pulled it out she realized her other nostril itched in a way she hadn't experience before. She wiped the nail on a napkin and stuffed it in a fast food bag.
She lay in the back of her trying to sleep when her phone buzzed. It was a link to a clear test result. That was one worry off of her mind. She took off her work shirt, tank top and bra, then pulled off her pants. She thought about Carl and how sexy his eyes looked. She wondered what he looked like under all those layers. She pulled on her tank top and a pair of flannel pajama bottoms.
Suzy felt her pussy getting moist thinking of Carl. She slid down the pants and started to rub thinking of his strong hands pulling her mask down. He moved like someone who was strong and forceful. It was a confident stride like a caged animal. She rubbed her pussy and gave it a little slap and then rubbed it harder.
Carl was on her mind and for some reason she started to think of him shoving the swab into her nose. Her hand danced on her pussy and the other went up to tweak her nipples. The probing of the swab was in her mind though. The way Carl shoved it in and twisted. She took her hand off her nipple and slid a finger into the other nostril. It was warm and wet and felt tighter. She could smell her pussy as she kept stroking. She slid two fingers in her pussy thinking of Carl's penis filling her at the same time he was swabbing. She pulled her finger out of her nose and in a spur of the moment decision ate the booger. She groped around the bed area looking for something to better stimulate her nose. She ripped the twist tie off a bag of bagels and quickly straightened it and guided it in.
It was scraping just like the swap and she kept thrusting it in, working in time with the two fingers she had in her cunt. "Carl" she moaned. She slid in a third finger, figuring he looked big in all the ways.
Then it happened. She sneezed. It was more than just a sneeze. It was a thundering orgasm as well. Every part of her was on fire and burning and aching but a serene calm filled her mind. She passed out whispering Carl.
The next week was rough. She worked nearly a hundred hours and ended up crossing I80 twice. Her days were caffeine and "decongestants" and her nights were filled with dreams of a masked Carl exploring her inside and out. Half the time her masturbation sessions involved some sort of nose play, a finger or a toothpick. She was coming back into town after an 18 hour drive and planned to get checked and take some melatonin and then sleep for 12 hours before grabbing the next load.
She walked into the clinic to get checked. She began to get upset when a couple of people were called before her but was happy to see that she had Carl when she went back. Carl had shed the smock and gloves. She could see his forearms now and they were muscular and smooth.
Suzy slid her hand over his arm as she walked by and noticed that it seemed to be shaved. "I notice that you've shed some layers." She said standing close in front of him.
"New CDC protocols." he as he pulled down her mask and the placed a hand against her neck and used his thumb under her chin to tilt her head back.
"I can see you've been 'housekeeping'" Carl said as he pressed the swab in deep.
"Can I tell you a secret?
"Of course. It would be a HIPPA violation for me to share."