Resident Primevil Urges

Chapter 15: Two dicks for two women
Rebecca’s Log
Back to the mansion we went, thoroughly disgruntled about the whole ordeal, and extremely scared about our obvious infection to the S-virus. The information in the document that Jill found was concrete. We were infected and there was nothing that either of us could do about it until we found either information about a vaccine or a decent lab so I could get some blood samples. I had to wonder if we would actually find some helpful information at the mansion, or if it would just be more of the same. We found the first Helmet door almost as soon as we entered the building again. In it was a book that was hollowed out. It had a crest with the shape of an eagle on it. I took it and put it in my pocket. There didn’t appear to be anything else in the room, except for an ashtray with a stubbed out cigarette that was still smoking. I told Jill about it and her eyes narrowed. Apparently the cigarette was Wesker’s brand. Neither of us were very happy about the idea of that pompous asshole having a leisurely smoke in the room while we were trying everything we could to get out of the area, but we couldn’t do anything about it now. We’d just report him afterwards. We searched the rest of the bottom floor and didn’t find anything. And I mean, we didn’t find anything. The whole place was completely deserted. There weren’t anymore zombies around, but from what Jill told me about what happened to the last ones she saw, I’m not all that certain I would have had all that much fun with them anyway. But, then again, we didn’t even see any more of those big reptile things either, which was slightly surprising. We expected to find at least one of them in here. After all, they were around the building, and they apparently don’t die after fucking us. Maybe there were only the two of them, and they were spent and died after leaving. I can’t say…and I wouldn’t even try to guess what the hell was going on. We went upstairs, hoping to find something that we had missed. Eventually we found another door that had the helmet symbol on it. After we opened the door, the key disintegrated along with the lock. I can’t tell you how disconcerting that is! Anyway, the door led to a short hallway with doors on both sides. We went left first and entered what looked like a den. It was rather small and had a fish tank in it. The only thing we found that seemed to be of any value was a letter from one of the researchers of the facility. It was to his girlfriend or wife…never was specific. The letter talked about the spill in the hidden lab, and how he was waiting in this room to either become one of the horrific, sex-crazed things wandering the mansion, or become a victim of one of them. But, he was tired of waiting, and had just had enough of the whole thing. He figured that since he was going to hell for what went on in the lab anyway, killing himself wouldn’t hurt him at all. He apologized to the woman in the letter, especially since she would never receive the letter in the first place. I turned away from the letter with tears in my eyes. He had written it as an apology that he knew would never be read. Jill put her hand on my shoulder and said that the note also mentioned something that might be helpful in the future. She wasn’t specific about it, but I didn’t really care. I wanted to get out of the cursed room as fast as possible. We left and went through the door on the opposite side of the hallway. This room was huge, and it had a piano in it too. It looked like a huge lounge and I have to admit that I wanted to just sit down and relax for a minute or two before we went anywhere else. The damn key had been a fucking wild goose chase! There was nothing here that could help us and I was not amused. Neither was Jill, but she seemed to hold it in better than I did. I had just plopped down at the piano and was running my fingers along the keys while she was looking around the room, directly at the liquor cabinet if you ask me…

(Hey, you were thinking the same thing!)

True, true. Anyway, as I was saying, I had just sat down when I heard…no, felt a strange rumbling sound coming from directly beneath me. I bolted from where I was sitting just in time to escape being thrown across a room a second time by the giant snake. It hissed angrily at the two of us before emerging completely from the hole it had created. The hole immediately filled itself again, which meant that it was trapped in the room with us. Yeah…that’s right…I said trapped in the room with us, not the other way around. I grinned at the monstrous snake while Jill let out a small squeak and tried to hide. I had to giggle at her reaction, which was just like my original reaction to the thing, while I was removing my clothing. I slowly edged my way over to the snake while it looked at me with interest, but when I reached out a hand to touch it, it hissed at me and tried to bite me in two! It was then that I noticed that the snake was injured. It was bleeding from a deep wound in it’s side. I looked at the wound closely and saw that it was made by many claws. The snake had been attacked by the reptile-things! I called Jill over to help me heal the creature. She was slightly put out by the idea, but agreed because I was adamant about it. My personal med kit still had some bandages and pain killers in it, but I wasn’t sure how well they would work on the snake. I did the best I could, but it wasn’t easy with the snake being a difficult patient. I had to have Jill act as a diversion while I did all I could for it. She didn’t seem to mind as the snake’s long tongue plunged into her pussy, lapping up her juices as she had multiple orgasms. When I was done, the snake seemed to feel better and rewarded me, by entangling me in it’s coils and shoving one of it’s dicks into my pussy again. Jill’s eyes widened like dinner plates as she watched the tremendous dick slide all of the way into me, even though the other one was slightly taller than me. But, it didn’t fuck me immediately. First, it ensnared Jill and slowly pushed it’s other dick into her pussy. She gasped in shock as she felt it’s entire length move inside of her. She looked at me through bleary eyes and smiled. Then we were both taken to levels of ecstasy that no one else will ever know again as the snake began to fuck us both. I quickly pulled my arms free from the coils and grabbed Jill’s head, bringing it in so that we could kiss while we were being fucked. I have to say that I don’t think that I’ll ever have a better time than right then and there. The two of us were kissing each other passionately, while the snake was fucking us lovingly. It was beautiful. Well, if there had been an outside observer, he/she would probably be sickened, but it was beautiful to us. The snake slipped it’s tongue in between us and started licking our breasts, causing us both to moan even more than before. Jill especially seemed to like the feeling of the tongue on her body, and grinned as she felt the tongue swirl through her hair, making it slimy with saliva.

(I can’t help it…slime has become extremely sexy to me…)

Who said you had to help it? I mean, I’ve got to admit that being covered in slime and goo does feel a little good to me too. But all good things must come to an end, and we knew that the snake couldn’t hold out for much longer when it started to quicken it’s pace. I was ready for what was to come, but Jill came again and again as she felt the snake cum inside of us, releasing gallon upon gallon of thick slimy cum into us. She looked down in disappointment as the snake’s dicks slowly shrunk and pulled out of us, but we were both in for a surprise as the snake merely started using our bodies to rub them back to full size. It then switched us around so that we could get fucked by the other dicks. I thought it was rather cute, and even giggled as the snake slowly pushed it’s dicks into us again. The two of us continued kissing each other while the snake kept covering us with it’s saliva, licking our breasts and fucking us with reckless abandon. I thought that before long Jill was going to go completely crazy with pleasure, but she held in there. Then again, I’m kind of surprised that I held in there. This was a real test of my abilities to hold myself together, because the two of us were being given so much sexual stimulation at once that I wouldn’t have been surprised if we had lost our minds during the whole ordeal. I don’t know about Jill, but I came a little close to that when the snake’s tongue brushed up against my clit. I came when that happened and almost lost myself, but Jill’s voice brought me back. I hate to think what would have happened if we hadn’t run in to each other. I know that we wouldn’t have been so lucky with the fish or the Plant 69, and I would have just become another sex-crazed vegetable right then and there. Thanks Jill.

(No biggie. You would have done the same for me.)

Right. But I hope we never have to find out if I actually can. As the snake started speeding up again, I could tell that Jill was getting ready to cum again and I wanted to be right there with her, but we were both surprised when the snake pulled out of both of us and started hissing uncontrollably. We were still held in place by the snake, but it’s coils were clenching together and it almost crushed us. We both screamed in pain which caused the snake to release us. I looked up at it and was rewarded by seeing it finally cum…right on top of us. Dear God, it was a lot of cum…and it just kept flowing out of the snake and onto us like some kind of demented, sticky, goopy shower.

(Oh God…say that again!)

Uh…later…and get your hands out of your pants! Blasted WAMmer! Jill was reveling in the feeling, but I was more interested in what was happening to the snake. After it had finally stopped spurting it’s thick sticky cum all over us the snake started writhing all over the place, making another hole in the floor, before crashing to the floor. I slowly got up and checked it, but I knew already that it was dead. The wounds that the reptile things had given it were fatal and the snake just decided to have some fun with us before succumbing to it’s wounds. It was slowly melting away into little pools of purple goo which evaporated slowly. I slowly knelt down in front of it and cried, giving it a small prayer. I looked over at Jill who was still rubbing the slimy semen all over her body, and hung my head slightly. I swear if I was some Japanese cartoon character, I’d have had a giant sweat drop on the back of my head right then and there. Really, there’s a time and a place for everything, and this was not the time for that type of behavior. I pulled Jill out of the mess, much to her disappointment, and forced her to clean herself off. She agreed, but only if we could have that shower together. I arched an eyebrow as I mulled that over and readily agreed to it. I have no clue what was up with her. I was the one who was always so gung-ho with the sex, but now she was suddenly becoming even worse than me. I hope she’s not showing greater symptoms of infection. We found a bathroom with a shower in the room that we were in, so we took that shower together…for about an hour or so…Ahem… After we were…cleaned off…I grabbed up a bucket and filled it with water. Jill seemed upset with me for doing it, but I poured the water over the cum on the floor. The mess flowed over towards the hole in the floor that the snake had made and I thought that we were done with it then. But the hole wasn’t as deep as I thought it would be, because we heard it hit a solid surface before too long. We looked at each other before racing over to the hole. We couldn’t see the bottom, but there had to have been something there. We were wondering how we could get down there when who should enter the doorway, but Barry Burton! I couldn’t believe it! Where the hell had he been all this time?! Jill was a little happier to see him than I was, and far more trusting of him. I shrugged inwardly as Jill asked him if he had any rope on him. He did and gave it to us gladly. I suggested that he hold onto the rope while Jill and I check the hole. He agreed and the two of us went down one after the other. But, when we reached the bottom, the rope followed us! I was pissed and shouted at Barry, but he apologized, saying the rope slipped, and said that he’d go get another length for us to get out again. At this point, my trust in him had deteriorated and I just wanted to check the area out and get out as fast as possible. As it turned out, the small area we were in just held a grave, but there was a small red switch on it. When I pressed the switch, the grave moved back, revealing a hidden passageway down to what appeared to be the basement. I told Jill that if she wanted to stay here and wait for Barry, she could, but I was going to check out the passage. She was leery about us splitting up like that, but agreed to it. And so, I’m going down that hole after I finish making this report. We’re going to meet up in the main hallway after I’m done with the place that I’m checking out. Rebecca o—

(Just one kiss before you go?)

You know that there’s no ‘just one kiss’ for us! But I can’t say no to you either…Dammit! Rebecca out!
Wesker’s log
You know…I’m kind of sad to see Yawn go. Not quite as sad as Rebecca obviously, but still. He gave those two the fucking of a lifetime. I’ve got to wonder how either of these women will ever be able to live a normal sexual life out in the world again if they ever cure themselves of the S-virus. All of these monsters and zombies that have opened so many doors for them, it just boggles the mind. And I have it all on tape. Birkin will be sooo jealous when he sees how much data I’ve collected because of this mistake. Hmmm…I wonder who I should follow first. Actually, since Barry hasn’t even gotten here to get the extra rope yet, I’m going to continue to follow Rebecca for awhile. At least she’ll be doing something soon…after she extricates herself from Jill, that is. Heh…Jill Valentine seems to be showing deeper and deeper signs of infection. I’ve often wondered what would happen to a woman who had long term exposure to the S-virus. But, so far, it’s only been an increased sexual appetite. There’s got to be more to it than that. I guess I just have to keep observing. Wesker Out.