Quaranteam: Remote Work Ch. 01

"Took me a while to swallow, too. Not just that, but as often as you can keep up with. Minimum of daily. I... must confess, I didn't believe it until about an hour ago. Adam, wasn't it? I'm almost uncontrollably horny right now. Never been this bad before in my life, not even when I was out making mistakes. Can we... get to that part? We can introduce ourselves more later, and I can tell you the rest. It's all hard to remember through the haze right now. All I can think about is getting your dick inside of me as quickly as possible."

Unwilling to wait for a response, she stood, pulling off her clothes like her life depended on it. For all AJ knew it just might, and at this point that would be only the third or fourth biggest surprise of the day. Her body came into view, and what he saw was a lot of the same. Her skin was blotchy, her build too thick to be thin, too thin to be thick, and too shapeless to be anything else. She didn't have hips to speak of, and her breasts were conspicuous by their absence. The scars ran across her upper chest, while below them were more broad and ugly marks forming U shapes under where each breast would normally be, an additional line running straight down to them from each distorted nipple. They dramatically bisected areas of darker and lighter browns as they traced their way over so much of her body.

Adam found himself not caring as she strode over and inexpertly fumbled at the waistline of his hospital-issued pants. Whether she was lying or telling the truth, she was being very convincing and soon had him freed. She stared in awe at his unimpressive length, before leaning in and giving the forming bead of precum a lick.

The effect was immediate and dramatic. Her entire body convulsed and she fell backwards to the ground, head thankfully landing on the bean bag chair she had so recently abandoned. Adam was terrified for a moment, until he heard the nature of her screams. They were not pained or tortured, no desperation nor frustration. No, what he heard was the sound of the strongest orgasm he'd ever been in the presence of. Her abs clearly clenched down, and the smell of sex filled the air. Which was rather curious, since he had been nowhere near anything on her that should have caused THAT kind of reaction. "Shannon! Are you okay?"

She panted a few times before responding coherently. "More than okay! Holy CRAP, that was intense! And they say the real one is even better? Wow, okay. Worth it. Do you have a bed, or am I riding you in that chair?"

Even considering the events of the past thirty seconds, he felt that was a bit forward. He wasn't exactly resisting, though, rapidly rising from the chair and taking off his shirt as he turned toward his bedroom to get to the bed she was so curious about. This had the unfortunate effect of blinding him just as he tried to walk while the waistline of his pants was around his knees, resulting in him instantly falling forward onto the floor nearly face first. Shannon, for her part, either didn't notice, didn't care, or was too polite to laugh. When he came up, it was without his clothes, and the two half-scrambled to his bedroom.

Thankfully, he kept the place fairly clean (especially compared to the rotting smell in the rest of the little apartment) due to needing to be on a webcam while teaching. As a result, they fell onto his bed in each other's arms without further interruption. There was plenty of room on the queen-sized mattress for them as they fumbled to get into position with each other. Nothing fancy here, she got on her back, spread her legs, and practically begged him to get inside of her. He took a couple of tries, but got there eventually. There were no virgins in that bed, both having some limited experience in the past, but neither were there any experts.

Neither were complaining as he thrust into her. Despite all of his struggles, Adam set to it like a man possessed. His world was focused on the panting and mewling woman beneath him. Minutes later he could feel his orgasm coming, unable to hold back or stretch out this experience. He came into her, a meager kind of thing, but immediately felt her entire body react as she screamed in pleasure once more. Her body clamped down onto him, squeezing his dick tight, her arms wrapped around him as it drew more and more out of him. Together, they experienced the greatest orgasms of their lives.

He could not hold on any longer. His energy gave out, and as Shannon's body flopped loosely backwards on the bed he toppled to the side, landing beside her. His heart racing, but his stamina gone, he was unconscious almost before his head hit the pillows. So quickly, in fact, that he did not hear her alto voice softly mumbling "imprinting... imprinting... imprinting..."