conscious; she had her hands, down her panties and was playing
with herself. We could see she had a fever, as she was burning up. What we
didn't know at the time was that she had contracted a virus—or how virulent it
would prove to be. After running various tests and coming up empty, we tried to
ask her questions, hoping that the answers might give us some clue; but she was
too busy working on herself to notice our presence. When we tried to stop her
from fingering herself, she became hysterical. After about an hour she calmed
down a little and we asked her how this all started.
"I
was in the garden when I started to feel really horny," she said, putting
her hand back down the sheets, "I needed sex, so I fucked my husband four
times, but still wasn't satisfied. Then I went over to the neighbor's house and
fucked Sam three times, but I still hadn't got enough," she said, starting
to stress out again.
We
left that line of questioning there for the time being, having received no
clues as to why she should feel this way.
"How
does a person become a nymphomaniac?" I asked.
"Well,
I know that a bang on the head can bring these symptoms on, but she hasn't been
hurt in any physical way, so I don't know," replied the head nurse.
Just
then, I started to feel quite horny myself. At first, I thought I was just
feeling hot after seeing someone attractive playing with themselves. Then I
realized that this was more than just being turned on, I had actually caught
something. While I still had all my faculties, I quickly explained what I was
feeling.
"I
suddenly want to fuck you all, as if I have no control over my emotions. My
palms are sweating and I can feel myself getting wet between the legs," I said
"Damn,
it's a virus and a pretty quick acting one at that," said the only doctor there.
He
picked up the phone and informed the authorities, and within minutes,
twenty-five of the staff was isolated from the rest of the hospital. We only
had two rooms in which to wait it out, while they took blood and ran more
tests. By now, I wasn't the only one who could feel they needed sex. The doctor
took charge at that point telling us that whoever had the urges should go into
the other room. One by one, we started to fill the other room up until it was
obvious that no one was going to escape this event. I couldn't prevent it any
longer; I put my hand down my panties and forced my finger into my pussy. I
didn't care what the others thought, I had to cum and nothing was going to stop
me. However, looking around the room I could see that they were all starting to
do the same thing. Some of the men were rubbing their cocks, not in the
slightest bit embarrassed. The nurses outnumbered the men two to one and seeing
their cocks were being played with made me want one or two in me.
I
crossed over to the doctor and started to get undressed, he copied me and soon
we were going at it like animals on the floor. I could feel hands caressing my
body as he started to fuck me; they were all joining in on the action. The room
was suddenly filled with naked bodies, all having some form of sex, whether it
was by themselves or with others. I felt a cock at my ass and couldn't believe
I was telling the owner to push harder. Lying on top of the doctor made this
easier for him; soon I was being fucked in both holes and begging for more. The
grunts and groans alone were enough to turn you on in that room, but the sight
of all those heaving bodies while being pleasured—well—let's just say that I
was coming more than I thought possible.
I
thought to myself if only you could bottle what is causing this, you'd make
a fortune, and then the doctor started to ejaculate. I gripped his cock
with the muscles of my pussy squeezing every last drop out; I then felt a burst
of spunk in my ass. Screams of pleasure were flowing from my mouth, but it
wasn't enough—I needed to fuck again. Sitting up, I started to ride the
doctor's cock, my feelings of lust totally taking
with herself. We could see she had a fever, as she was burning up. What we
didn't know at the time was that she had contracted a virus—or how virulent it
would prove to be. After running various tests and coming up empty, we tried to
ask her questions, hoping that the answers might give us some clue; but she was
too busy working on herself to notice our presence. When we tried to stop her
from fingering herself, she became hysterical. After about an hour she calmed
down a little and we asked her how this all started.
"I
was in the garden when I started to feel really horny," she said, putting
her hand back down the sheets, "I needed sex, so I fucked my husband four
times, but still wasn't satisfied. Then I went over to the neighbor's house and
fucked Sam three times, but I still hadn't got enough," she said, starting
to stress out again.
We
left that line of questioning there for the time being, having received no
clues as to why she should feel this way.
"How
does a person become a nymphomaniac?" I asked.
"Well,
I know that a bang on the head can bring these symptoms on, but she hasn't been
hurt in any physical way, so I don't know," replied the head nurse.
Just
then, I started to feel quite horny myself. At first, I thought I was just
feeling hot after seeing someone attractive playing with themselves. Then I
realized that this was more than just being turned on, I had actually caught
something. While I still had all my faculties, I quickly explained what I was
feeling.
"I
suddenly want to fuck you all, as if I have no control over my emotions. My
palms are sweating and I can feel myself getting wet between the legs," I said
"Damn,
it's a virus and a pretty quick acting one at that," said the only doctor there.
He
picked up the phone and informed the authorities, and within minutes,
twenty-five of the staff was isolated from the rest of the hospital. We only
had two rooms in which to wait it out, while they took blood and ran more
tests. By now, I wasn't the only one who could feel they needed sex. The doctor
took charge at that point telling us that whoever had the urges should go into
the other room. One by one, we started to fill the other room up until it was
obvious that no one was going to escape this event. I couldn't prevent it any
longer; I put my hand down my panties and forced my finger into my pussy. I
didn't care what the others thought, I had to cum and nothing was going to stop
me. However, looking around the room I could see that they were all starting to
do the same thing. Some of the men were rubbing their cocks, not in the
slightest bit embarrassed. The nurses outnumbered the men two to one and seeing
their cocks were being played with made me want one or two in me.
I
crossed over to the doctor and started to get undressed, he copied me and soon
we were going at it like animals on the floor. I could feel hands caressing my
body as he started to fuck me; they were all joining in on the action. The room
was suddenly filled with naked bodies, all having some form of sex, whether it
was by themselves or with others. I felt a cock at my ass and couldn't believe
I was telling the owner to push harder. Lying on top of the doctor made this
easier for him; soon I was being fucked in both holes and begging for more. The
grunts and groans alone were enough to turn you on in that room, but the sight
of all those heaving bodies while being pleasured—well—let's just say that I
was coming more than I thought possible.
I
thought to myself if only you could bottle what is causing this, you'd make
a fortune, and then the doctor started to ejaculate. I gripped his cock
with the muscles of my pussy squeezing every last drop out; I then felt a burst
of spunk in my ass. Screams of pleasure were flowing from my mouth, but it
wasn't enough—I needed to fuck again. Sitting up, I started to ride the
doctor's cock, my feelings of lust totally taking
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