Drug Makes her Addicted to Semen Ch. 03

Her arms snaking around Steve's neck, Keri tipped her head backwards in pleasure as Steve pumped, looking back at the wall, only beginning to feel the teasing hints of a soothing to the compelling burn still coursing through her. She needed more. She thrust her own hips down to match Steve's upward thrusts. Steve was buried so deep in Keri that he could feel the woman's cervical opening, a tight hole past the reaches of her vaginal entry. He had no idea how big Eric was, but comparing himself to his friend seemed obscene to Steve as he was pumping into the man's wife. Comparisons were the least of his worries, the way this was going to go!

As the pumping became more frantic, Keri's lustrous hair swished around her head. Steve could only move forward and back, since Keri's strong legs remained clamped around him, prohibiting him from getting away. Feeling an animalistic frenzy building, Steve held the top of Keri's head to keep her in place as he thrust himself deeply into her.

"Hahh...hahhh...hahhhh" Keri panted, smiling like she was beginning to have a bad itch being scratched. "Hahhh...hahhhhh...hahhhh" she gasped louder.

Steve almost felt the familiar tingle that indicated he was about to blow his load. He stopped himself, still reluctant to go all the way and cause Keri to become permanently addicted to his semen. Feeling the pace slow, Keri took the opportunity to get up off the hard, uncomfortable floor. She suddenly pushed Steve off her and struggled to rise. They both stood up beside the bed.

[Oh...oh God is it over...?] Steve dared to wish. [Is she satisfied? I didn't come in her, so maybe...maybe she could...]

Steve's thoughts were cut off when Keri grabbed his shoulders and turned him to face away from the bed. With a gentle shove, Keri pushed Steve down onto his back on the mattress. One knee at a time, the frantic, desperate woman climbed on the bed and straddled her reluctant host. Steve skittered back a bit on the bed to get away, but Keri, a serious, determined look on her face, was too fast. Steve's movements had only served to center the couple in the middle of the bed, Keri now kneeling right over Steve's hips. His hands slid up to hold her pubic area, pushing against her, stopping her from sinking onto him.

Keri, a tiny scowl on her face, grabbed Steve's wrists and sharply pulled them upwards, releasing the drugged woman's hips. She dropped slowly, rotating her hips around, until her still-burning and highly sensitive lips found the tip of Steve's shaft. Squinting again and throwing her head back, Keri pushed herself down all the way, causing Steve to gradually impale her until the soft, wet hairs of Keri's sex had clamped down on Steve's own. Her head falling forward and her hands pushing down on Steve's chest as if to trap him in place, Keri began to ride Steve, smoothly rotating her hips forward and back, undulating on top of the man. Keri's soft moans filled the room

"MMMmmmm...AAAAaaaaaaahhhhh".

Steve's cock felt alive inside the relentless woman's snug body. He could almost imagine a hand inside the woman, wrapped firmly around his shaft, pulling and pushing him in time with the tender rolling of Keri's hips. He felt like his cock was connecting with some physical aspect of the woman, on a primal level, and he realized his time was coming close. How would the man's life change if his buddy's wife became addicted to his cum?

"K...Keri..." Steve stuttered. "I...I don't wanna knock you up...Eric..."

"Ssshhh..." Keri urged him. "Y...you won't...I'm on the pill."

[Well, that may not matter much...Not with that chemical coursing through you...] Steve thought, remembering Dr. Phelps' words, explaining the effects of the chemical. Phelps had told Steve that aside from making the women compellingly addicted to his semen, it would also prime the women's bodies to be exceptionally fertile to his seed, likely impregnating them even if they were on the pill.

[Can't...] Keri's seductive, undulating hips were making it hard for him to think [can't cum in her...can't do that to my buddy...]. Steve's mind searched for an alternative. [What...what if I pull out of her?] He thought. [...cum on her tits, or on her face?] he considered.

No, he realized, that would do no good. The chemical was compelling Keri to receive a dose of semen in her body. If Steve pulled out, he might not impregnate his buddy's wife, but that would leave Keri just as she was, insanely insatiable for semen. Not only would she hop right on the next available guy, but she was now in such a state of frenzy that stopping now would cause all sorts of problems.

[F...forgive me, Eric..] he thought. [I don't...don't wanna do this...to ya, pal...but...oh my God...]

Keri's bucking had reached a crescendo, adding the squeaking of bedsprings to her frantic "AAaaaaahhh...aaahhhhhhh...aaaahhhhhhh" panting. Keri's mind was obsessing, imagining a geyser of semen blasting into her and calming the burning heat in her body. The heat rolled over her, almost a living thing, a parasite, in eager anticipation of the man-seed that it craved. Keri wouldn't be able to wait much longer...

Steve's cock felt like it was pushing a button deep within the desperate woman. His own reluctant thoughts to try to avoid cumming inside his friend's wife had propelled his own imagination to picture the jet of seed he was now doomed to give up into the woman's driving vagina. The sight of Keri's slim, sexy gyrating form, her round breasts still framed within the alluring black lace bra drove his vision wild. His resolve failed, and he felt the familiar tingling and clenching of his scrotum and ass, as he lost control and let go of his life essence.

"HHHhhhuuuuuuuu!" Steve yelled, trying to restrain his hips from bucking as a hot, heavy dose of semen coursed through his cock and blasted upwards, deep into the beautiful Asian woman's rotating midsection, pushing past her cervix and invading her womb. "HHHuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrgh!"

Steve's sudden, hot injection caused the chemical blazing in the woman to lead Keri to her own, crashing and all-consuming euphoria.

"HHhhaaaaa...! HHhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwww!" Keri gasped, her eyes going wide and her mouth hanging open, leaning forward on top of Steve.

She looked up at the wall, still bleary-eyed. Her eyes drifted closed, she slowly smiled in a languishing contentment, then lolled forward, laying down face-down along Steve's body, her long hair splayed across their torsos. Her arms lay downwards along her sides.

"K...Keri...? Hon...?" Steve tried.

"Zzzzzzz..." Keri softly snored, gentle breaths causing her bra-strapped back to rise and fall as the chemical took the helpless woman into the depths of slumber.

Steve gently rolled her over onto her back, her head slanting over and her arms flipping across the bed. Steve's now-flaccid cock slipped out of his friend's wife, trailing a line of semen that dribbled along Keri's thigh. She continued to sleep, the contented smile still on her lips.

[Holy crap...] Steve thought...[that was totally evil...but damn amazing!]

He rose from the bed and pulled his underwear and jeans on, not bothering with his shirt. [No point...] he thought...[when she wakes, her body will desperately need a dose of my semen to consolidate the addiction...]. He went downstairs to await Keri's next, inevitable advances, puttering around his living room straightening up.

Inside Keri's body, the chemical had gone to work, taking some of Steve's semen and absorbing it into the helpless woman's blood. It raced towards her brain, where it quickly latched onto the pleasure center and got absorbed, leaving the defenceless woman with a permanent addiction to the particular blend of compounds in Steve's male essence.

About ten minutes later, she woke up. [Holy fuck!!] She thought in a panic. [What the...what the hell did I just DO? ERIC!!]. She spent a minute or two shaking on Steve's bed, wondering what she was going to do next, how she was going to explain this to her husband, and why she had jumped on their friend and practically attacked him to have sex with her.

And a minute after that, another burning began in her. Thoughts of her husband drifted away. They were replaced with something else. A need...

Steve was in the family room downstairs, straightening the sofa cushions, when he heard frantic footsteps coming down the staircase. He looked over to the steps and saw Keri, still naked except for that damn attractive bra. She had stopped about one-third of the way down and was staring right at Steve. The glassy, bleary look told Steve all he needed to know. Keri was trapped in the thrall the need for Steve's semen. Steve felt trapped himself. He had no choice left.

This time, Steve unzipped his own pants and dropped them.

"Well, come on, then..." he said, resigned to his fate with his friend's beautiful Asian wife.

Later that evening, Keri lay in her husband's arms on their sofa, watching TV. The woman was wrestling with her guilt over fucking Steve, not once but twice, but she couldn't even consider telling Eric or revealing it to anyone. That might cause her to have to stop seeing Steve, and she felt that her body would again compel her to take the man's semen.

Deep in Keri's womb, Steve's chemical-fuelled semen was powering relentlessly up the woman's fallopian tubes, seeking her unprotected egg. However, they came across nothing! Keri's body, on the pill, was stopping the insemination process. They would find no purchase in Keri's soil in her tubes. The chemical-altered semen, however, would not give up. The sperm cells' tails whipped violently, the chemical propelling them on their seek-and-impregnate mission, and the seed powered their way deeper, into the helpless, inseminated woman's ovaries themselves. One of Steve's seeds clasped on to the sticky membrane of one of Keri's eggs. Tail still whipping, it began to burrow like a badger on steroids into the docile female cell. The membrane stretched, being pushed back deeper, deeper into the egg, refusing to give up and surrender to the invader. Finally unable to win the struggle, the egg's outer layer popped a hole under the pressure of Steve's drug-laced seed, and thus compromised, allowed the male seed to penetrate its depths. The sperm unleashed its cargo of genes and they aggressively combined with Keri's egg's own genetic material. The egg began to be forced out, into the despoiled woman's tubes.

As a side effect of the chemical, the forceful takeover of the helpless egg sent ripples of orgasm trembling through the powerless woman. Her muscles tensed and she shook in her husband's arms, stifling a cooing moan,

"MMMmmmmnnnnnnnnn!"

"What was that, hon?" Eric asked her, smiling down at her.

"N...nothing honey," Keri smiled back up at him. "A bit of heartburn I think...next time I won't put so much spice in the pasta." But deep inside, Keri began to fret.

[Oh my God...what the fuck was that? I actually felt something in my womb! Don't tell me...no...it can't be...I'm on the pill! Did Steve just knock me the fuck up? What am I going to do? What do I tell Eric? I'll...I'll have to say I forgot to take the pill for a few days or something. That's it...shit...are we ready for kids? It's...it's not even Eric's kid! Holy shit, at least Eric and Steve both have brown hair and hazel eyes...When the baby comes I can tell Eric over and over how much it looks like him...]

"You know, hon..." Keri said teasingly to her husband..."there's one cure I know for heartburn..." and with that, she reached down between the legs of Eric's jeans and started to rub.

About 15 minutes later, as Eric was on top of his wife on their bed, impaling Keri lying supine on their bed, Keri's thoughts turned to the father of her baby. What was Steve doing now, she wondered.

"HHHHhuuuurrrrrnnnnnn!" Steve yelled, as a blast of semen filled Maria's face, puffing up her cheeks.

"MMMMMmmmmnnnnn" the woman struggled, refusing to open her lips to let any of Steve's precious seed drop away. She frantically gulped it all down.

Steve was sitting in the driver's seat of his car, the Latina woman in the passenger seat, hunched over his lap, in the dark parking lot of Maria's office building. The unfortunate woman had had to stay late, but had texted Steve to meet her here once the familiar burning in her blood for Steve's cum had started.

[Ok...ok...] Steve thought...[It's Stacy's turn tomorrow, right? Or do I have to have Keri over...?]

It was getting difficult for the man to keep track...

End of Ch. 3