It Must Be The Water 1

Strange things were beginning to happen to the people in the small town of Hope in central West Virginia, but no one actually thought of them as strange when they began. Betsy, the secretary in the Mayor's office who was in charge of record keeping, was the first to begin thinking something was at least out of the normal.

She was idly browsing through the files when a surprising statistic popped out at her. It actually caused her to blush when she ran the possible reasons through her mind. "Have people actually stopped making babies?" There hadn't been any births in over a year and even for a small community like this some woman had to have gotten herself knocked up during that time. It was just fuckin' natural!

The whole town was becoming friendlier. No one stopped to consider that just might be due to the fact the majority of the residents knew each other on a more intimate basis. The façade of daily life went on just like it should. The women still shopped at the stores, and the men still did their jobs as expected. It was what was happening in the back rooms or bedrooms that was out of sight to anyone passing through that made this a 'special' community.

Digging even deeper she began to realize that over the last year, for some unknown, but pleasant reason her own sex life had improved significantly. Once more she blushed as her hand dropped between her legs to scratch an itch, that appeared to happen with just her thoughts of getting laid.

Even though she knew she was alone in the office at the moment, she looked around to see if she might be watched. Satisfied she was alone, her hand became more aggressive as it pulled her already short skirt up that little bit more to reach the soft folds of her pussy. She had quit wearing panties some time ago because they got in the way when she felt like playing with herself. Something that seemed to happen more frequently these days.

It didn't dawn on her that this change happened about the same time her sex life began to improve. Of course it might also be the fact that she and her husband had also expanded their social life to include three other like minded couples, with the resultant orgies.

She hadn't even considered it before, but none of the women seemed to have any concern about getting pregnant. The subject just hadn't come up during their parties, just fuck and get fucked as much as you could and enjoy it.

Mayor Maggie Davis and her sister Marg had been driving along with a hand between each other's legs when a flashing light behind them brought them to their senses. Mrs. Mayor looked out the back window and the patrol officer was signaling her to pull around the corner and off of the main street. Mrs. Mayor patted her sister's mound, "I've no idea what this is about, Sis, but I'll take care of it quickly." Then with a gleam in her eye added, "actually we may both have to take care of it."

She rolled down her window as the officer walked up. "What is it, Tom?" she asked with a broad smile.

"Well Mrs. Mayor, I really hated to do it, but I had to pull you over. You were doing over 40 in that 20 mph school zone and just before that you had run the stop sign on the corner." He glanced at the half naked woman on the passenger seat. "You were apparently a bit occupied and failed to notice where you were at."

"Damn, Tom, I'm very sorry about that. Yes, my sister and me had our minds on something beside my driving," she let her eyes wander down below his belt, "and I just missed that."

Officer Tom looked in the window and across at the Mayor's passenger. His trained eyes quickly spotted the woman's bare legs all the way up to her belly. In fact far enough that her lack of panties was clearly visible. A closer look revealed that the Mayor's skirt was above her waist, too.

The observant Mayor couldn't miss seeing the bulge below his belt lurch at the sight of her sister's exposed pussy. A totally familiar thought crossed Maggie's mind. "Tom, if you forget about this little incident, I'm sure we can make it worth your time."

The sight of two partially naked women in the car caused Tom to have thoughts of a more pleasant resolution than giving the Mayor a ticket. While he was considering how to suggest a way to make everyone happy, he came up with the solution.

"I'll have to ask you to get out of the car." Officer Tom said, holding back a grin. The Mayor complied, carefully keeping the hem of her skirt tucked into her waistband, revealing the fact she had nothing on from her navel down. She was also watching Tom's crotch and grinned when she noticed a sizable increase in the size of the bulge.

Marg knew exactly where her sister was going with this and opened her door just as Officer Gene, Tom's partner, arrived. She swung her legs out, but kept her ass on the side edge of the front seat, giving Officer Gene a good look at her bare legs coming together at the hairy junction below her belly.

Mayor Maggie reached her hands out to Tom, obviously offering herself to him, "I think if we can get this situation straightened out between us, we can all be satisfied and forget anything like a ticket."

"Might as well play this out completely," Officer Tom told himself. "It's only standard procedure, maam," he began, having trouble keeping from laughing, "but I'll have to have you turn around and put your hands on top of the car!"

The Mayor grinned to herself as she complied with the order. "Like this?" she said sexily, poking her ass out.

Officer Tom didn't say anything, but put both hands on her hips and began patting her down, the classic procedure for searching for dangerous items. He was actually looking for a different kind of weapon, the ones women have used for ages to subdue men.

His hands worked up her sides and just under her armpits, sliding around to squeeze and fondle her quite adequate breasts. Mrs. Mayor flexed her chest indicating that he could keep that inspection up as long as he wanted.

While he enjoyed fondling the Mayor's tits, Officer Tom had other areas to inspect. His hands went back to her hips, then into the waistband of her skirt. The elastic stretched easily allowing his hands to slip past the bottom of her blouse and find the bare skin of her ass. He was aware that few women wore panties of any style these days, so wasn't at all surprised that all he saw was a very large amount of female skin with a hair ball where her legs came together.

A glance across the top of the car revealed to Maggie that her sister was being inspected in a very similar manner. They smiled and winked at each other, then relaxed and let the two officers do all the inspecting they wanted to.

By now, Officer Tom had discovered that it took very little pushing and pulling to slip the waistband of the Mayor's skirt past the bulge of her hips and let it fall to the ground, clearly exposing the last hiding place of possibly dangerous items. A quick brush from back to front, as her legs inched farther apart, revealed the skin between the Mayor's legs was quite wet.

The charade of the classic search was quickly fading, replaced by a very obvious game of grab ass! Maggie's hands came off of the roof and reached behind her to search for the openings in Officer Tom's pants. Officer Tom's hands had returned to her tits, discovering the front latch of her bra and releasing that restrictive covering.

By the time Maggie had Tom's belt unlatched and his fly open, he had her blouse and bra completely removed leaving the Mayor with nothing on except the smile on her face. A glance across the car reveled that her sister was a bit ahead of her as Officer Gene already had his prick completely up her fuck chute.

She'd catch up soon enough as Officer Tom was standing there with his prick in hand, aiming it at her dripping wet pussy. He moved forward and quickly impaled her with the full length of his iron hard tool.

The car was rocking as both officers continued to give a stiff lesson to the women. After a sufficient time driving their points home, the officers changed places and resumed giving the ladies instructions.

After getting final loads pumped deep into their already full pussies, the sisters began pulling their clothes back on, completely ignoring bras. Mrs. Mayor pulled Officer Tom down and gave him a sexy kiss. "Thanks for not giving me that ticket, Tom" she purred. "Hope that Marg's and my 'thank you' gifts are good enough to keep any reporting off the records."

Officer Tom slid his hand far enough up her skirt to pat her temporarily satisfied pussy. "Yes, Mrs. Mayor, it never happened!" and after a pause, "Except the 'thank you' gifts will be long remembered."

The officers returned to their patrol car, sat down and bumped fists. "YES!!" they grinned at each other, "That worked out perfectly!" Gene stated, "Except how did you know the Mayor would respond that way?"

"Well, Gene, you're new to this area. I have no idea why, but recently - the last couple years - the women in this town can't seem to get enough fuckin'! Equally strange is that the men are even more anxious to fuck 'em." He paused to let that soak in. "Haven't you noticed that your own wife is more attentive and demanding than ever before? And you are even more able to screw her multiple times a night?"

"Yeah, now that you mention it. Shit, I pumped a good load into the Mayor's sister and was still up enough to fuck the Mayor, too." Gene grinned. "In fact," he patted the again growing bulge in his pants, "I could probably go back there and fuck 'em both again -- if I could come up with an excuse!"

"Well, hold it off, buddy. If we're lucky, we might catch another speeder or stop sign runner. But you see what I mean by everyone being more sexed up." He checked the rear view mirror. "See, they're still sitting there, probably congratulating each other on how easy it was to get us to fuck 'em!"

Marg was sitting in the front seat, dipping four fingers inside her pussy, then pulling them out to lick off the mixed cum oozing out of her well fucked gash. "I wish they'd leave, so I don't go up and attack them again!"

"Stay with it Sis," Maggie consoled, her own hand playing with her pussy lips, "When we get back to the office, I'll bet it won't take much to get Becky to quit playing with herself and lick the goo out of our pussies.."

Across town Jack and his young apprentice Jerry, were just finishing repairing the bedroom shower for Bette and her husband Tim. "There you go, Bette, just as good as new." He reached for his bag to get out the bill for the work.

"OH MY!" Bette exclaimed. "Tim is out of town until day after tomorrow and I just don't have any cash to pay this. Is it OK, to hold you off till then?"

Jack stepped back and let his eyes run up and down Bette's very nice body. She was wearing only short shorts and a halter top, with plenty of smooth skin showing. His eyes rested on her more than adequate "D" size boobs, "Tell you what, let's just sit down and discuss this and see if we can feel up something. Perhaps we can get this price down a bit"

Bette smiled broadly, she had been admiring the two men as they stretched and leaned over doing their work. She had been hoping she could get them to offer at least a price reduction. She plopped her smooth bottom down on the edge of the bed, leaving room for one of them on either side of her. "OK!" she smiled at Jack, "what can I do to get that price down?"

Jack sat on her right side and indicated to Jerry that he sit on her left. "Well, let's see now," Jack casually laid his hand on Bette's upper thigh. "It took us an hour and a half to do the repair. At $60.00 an hour, doubled since there were two of us.....!" He paused to look into Bette's blue eyes, "Let me ask you how much your time is worth?

Bette was somewhat puzzled by the question. "What do you mean by 'my time'?" she asked, but took a deep breath when she felt the back of her halter beginning to slide up her back. The elastic cloth across her chest was all that was supporting her delicious looking tits.

When the elastic was as far up her back as it would go without her pulling it off completely, Jack slid his hand just a bit further up her thigh letting his finger tips slip under the leg of her shorts and said, "Let's just relax for a bit and get a good feel for what we're doing. I'm sure we can come to a mutually enjoyable answer to your question. OK?"

"OK," she mumbled meekly. To herself she whispered, "OK. babe, isn't this what you were playing for?" She slumped her shoulders forward letting the elastic slip down her arms and causing her breasts to pop free of their restraints. She presented no resistance as Jerry pulled the now worthless rag past her ears and over her head.

"Very, very nice!" Jack commented as his other hand lifted the tit on his side. He leaned down and kissed the already hard nipple. "Don't you think so, Jerry?" he nodded towards her other tit. The boy wasted no time lifting 'his' tit and kissing it like his boss had done. Bette's response was to straighten her back and thrust her chest out letting them know her tits were theirs to do with as they wanted.

One of her great pleasures was getting her nipples sucked. She was happy when a mouth began sucking on each tit, she did flinch when she felt fingers slip under both her shorts legs and brush her pussy lips. It wouldn't be too long before she found herself naked and in the hands of these two. She told herself she had better get busy and level the playing field. Anyway give her something to play with while they played with her!

Bette began working Jack's belt with one hand and Jerry's zipper with the other. Both squirmed around tying to make it easier for her to reach her goals. The bed groaned as three bodies began wrestling to get everyone naked. When they stopped to catch their breath, Bette found she had a hand on both tits, two sets of fingers pushing into the soft parts of her pussy and she had a rigid prick in each hand.

She smiled at her two soon to be lovers and gave their cocks a squeeze. "Well, Fellows," she said playfully, "Is this something to do with my time?" she bent down and planted her lips on each cockhead, giving each a lick with her tongue, "Or is this just going to be play time?"

Jack was the one who replied. "Honey, it's up to you how you want to use your time now. I will say that you've made a good start towards paying off that bill, so use your time wisely and we'll see how far you want to go to reduce it even more.

"Well," Bette laughed, shifting her body to wrap her legs around Jack's neck and pulling Jerry's prick to her mouth, "I guess I had better apply my time where it will be most welcome." She pressed her pussy into Jack's mouth and sucked Jerry's prick into her mouth. It was very early in the game and Bette soon found herself swallowing gobs of the young man's spunk. She was delighted because man cum was her favorite party drink.

After she was satisfied that she had the boy completely drained, she gently pushed Jack's face out of her pussy. "Your turn, Honey! I want Jerry tasting me now and I need another drink!" The shift was made quickly and Bette went to work sucking Jack's cock. He lasted only a bit longer than Jerry, before he too began pumping cum down her throat.

"That was just great, guys, now you can last longer when you get to my main course." She sat up and gave each a very sexy kiss. "So who gets me first?" Bette looked from one naked man to the other, smiling and spreading her legs invitingly. "You've both brought me almost to the peak, but now I'm just simply wanting a hot prick inside me!" she shamelessly reached down with her fingers and parted her pussy lips, showing them the deep insides of her pussy.

That was all it took for Jack. He pushed her not resisting body down, crawled between her legs and began feeding his almost restored prick between those grasping pussy lips. Before he reached full depth, his cock was fully hard and he was touching every part of Bette's fuck tube. "YESSsssss! Jack!" she moaned. "That's what I wanted! WHAT I NEEDED!" She reached out, "Come here, Jerry, let me play with your delicious cock. I'll get you ready to follow Jack in fuckin' me!"

Bette was in heaven. Jerry's prick in her mouth and Jack's prick in her pussy. She was confident that she was applying her time wisely with the two men. Especially when it came to the second round and they traded ends. She especially loved to suck her own juices off of a prick that had just fucked her.

As planned, after enjoying several very pleasant orgasms, topped with feeling Jack fill her with his hot sperm, she welcomed Jerry between her legs and settled back to let him fuck his heart out in her very happy pussy. She could now enjoy tasting herself while she finished draining the last of the cum Jack had left inside her cunt.

As she laid back, thrilled with the feelings she was getting from two men playing with her body, it never crossed her mind how easy it had been for her to get them to fuck her. She just knew that for the longest time now, she had been able to get herself fucked whenever she got especially horny.

The delivery man, bringing the groceries, the mechanic changing her oil (she really enjoyed that one), the meter reader or the door to door salesman. They all quickly accepted her offer that she could take care of them nicely. And if she wasn't quick enough with her offer, she was always happy to give in to their suggestion for payment.

Several miles upstream from the town, Gary Evans pulled his Jeep into the driveway of the home he shared with his long time associate Dick Wilson and his wife Doris. He was just returning from a trip into town for supplies and to check out their experiment. His friends came out to greet him with hugs and, at least from Doris, kisses. "So how are things going in our hopefully sex crazed community, my friend? Did anyone try to rape you?" they all laughed at the joke.

"Well no, damn it! But I do think that couldn't be too far off." He reached in the front seat and pulled out a newspaper. "Actually it would be pretty hard to rape someone who was very willing and happy to let you fuck 'em anyway!" He spread the paper out on the hood, "Here is a brief item written by a hot little bitch in the Mayor's office." The article was about Becky's discovery about no births in over a year. Hidden in the text was the question about the increased sexual activity among the population.

"Well, it seems the sterilizing part of our product is working," Dick commented.

"Yeah, but that was just a part of the overall plan," Doris added. "How about the aphrodisiac ingredient? That's what I'm curious about."

Dick grinned at his wife, "Yes, dear, I figured increased sex drive would be high on your list. It's just a bit harder to detect the sexual activity in a community."

"I doubt that anyone would feel themselves getting horny more often and wonder why. Wouldn't they just go looking for a way to relieve themselves?" Gary asked.

"Well," Doris said in a huff! "I think it would be wild to watch a group, juiced up with our special sauce, have a go at each other."

"Yeah!" her husband said, "Especially if you could be a part of that group, getting your hot box worked over!"

Gary couldn't help chuckling at Doris' comment, "Yeah, but unless it was greatly diluted, like it is in their drinking water now, they would probably kill each other or at least rip their privates apart. We have been just going for an increase in their sex drive coupled to a decrease in restricting who they had sex with. How the fuck would you chart that kind of activity?"

"Didn't you once detect an increase in the popular game of 'wife swapping'?" Doris asked, "That maintains the husband/wife combination on the surface, but increases the desire for increased action and variety in partners. Isn't that what we had set out to do?"