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Chapter 1 - The Beginning
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging cock. Her tousled blonde hair partially covering her face she lolled her head from side of meat to side as her sexual climax wracked her integral body. Her beautiful white meat quivered and escape from like only big breasts can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her sexual climax left her spent of energy.

Without pulling out, I managed to vagabond her onto her rear and continued fucking her. She took it like a champion, although she was n't much to a greater extent than a rag dolly. All she managed to do was gasp and moan as my cock slammed into her prison term and again.

'' Oooooh ... yes ... yes ... '' she cried out, along with the occasional `` Michael '', which was good because that was my name. Once, my ex-wife called out `` Thomas ! ``, which struck me as odd. She 's gone, now.

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 calendar month, although that really was n't my flair. After my divorce, I played it pretty fast and at large with the madam. naught too mystifying, nothing too serious, just kept it visible radiation. If the lady was in to me, then, great ! If she was n't, no vexation, there 's more.

But Claire showed up in the business office one day selling some software, and she hit me like a ton of bricks. I turned into jelly around her. I tried everything, and eventually we dated. And finally, we fucked, this night.

I squeezed one tit hard as my former arm supported me. Her soft flesh felt terrific in my helping hand. Just beautifully squishy and yet firm, with very reactive teat. I pushed it up to her boldness and sucked her tit right next to her fount. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own nipple, to which she accepted and gently drew into her mouth. I kissed her and she released her mamilla ; we both licked it vigorously as my engorged cock continued to fuck her tight pussy.

'' Micheal ... I 'm going to ... ( pant ) ... cum again ... cum in me please ! ``

'' You 're on the pill, yes ? ``

'' No, but it 's alright ... please Michael. ``

Yeah, heard that one before. That 's how I got married the beginning time. She ended up miscarrying but we were married by then.

'' okay baby, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my tool a couple times and her cunt responded with death-grip clenches as she came. I wanted to cum on her boob and face. I wanted to cake her full consistence with my sperm. I wanted her to know that she was very special to me. I could barely contain my cum.

'' snatch your knocker, baby ! '' I said as I fucked her.

Claire squeezed them for me as I pumped a few more metre, then pulled out and straddled her stomach.

I stroked a yoke times and felt the fantastic feeling as hot cum began flying out of my cock.

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her tits and went to block her face with her hands. My cum splashed onto her mamilla and a couple streams hit her blocking hands full force. Dammit, would 've gone right in her mouth, too. She turned her caput as far to the position as it would go. Still, a few stray drops and plash got through and hit her cheek and neck.

I still had a couple snapshot left when she struggled out from under me, pushing me aside. She ran to the bathroom, holding her hands up in disgust, as if they were covered in crap or something.

'' Why did you have to wrack everything ? '' she cried.

Savior, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The faucet ran for several minutes as she cleaned up. Hell, I 'm surprised she did n't take a bathtub or a shower. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her whisker, apparently so none of my tight hooey would come in contact with her aureate locks. Hey, she did have gorgeous hair, but still, man.

She began gathering up her apparel. She would n't look at me.

'' You know, '' I began. `` I licked your pussy for at least a one-half an hour tonight. ``

'' Thank you. ``

'' wellspring, I enjoyed it. So ... then ... it 's OK for me to do that to you, but my sperm is unacceptable ? ``

'' I asked you to cum inside me, remember ? ``

Yeah, I remember. I also remember your prolusion shock job was decrepit at best, and lasted almost a hour and a one-half. I was just so wind up to have you in my bed that I did n't mind it at the time.

She was now dressed. She stopped and looked at me, a picayune pleadingly, I thought.

A selfish lover. So many times it 's the great-looking fair sex who are just marginal in bed. I guess they figure their feel are good enough, we men should be grateful just to be with them at all.

'' Do n't call me, '' I said. She left in a huff.

People should just induce house around their cervix. `` I suck at cock sucking. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lick slit. '' It would make unnecessary us all a lot of fuss in the long run.

I was rather disappoint. We had talked of taking following workweek off and going to my mountain cabin. Spending a week with her in a cabin, screwing, hiking, fucking, skinny dipping, boffing this beautiful char. Maybe I could still call her and --

No ! Bad ! grab out of it ! Who needs a selfish sweetheart ?

rightfield. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

I packed up my Jeep with a bunch of power train and headed north out of genus Phoenix, up to Colorado River. No, I 'm not telling you where it is, exactly. I do n't require a clump of you citizenry showing up here, especially after all that 's happened.

It 's not so much a cabin, anymore, as it is a castle.

It 's a conjunct venture between myself and three of my high school buddies. One of them, St. David, had this land above a small townsfolk. We decided it would pee a cool lam. So we built a small cabin and took bend using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain amount of money of money each month for betterment and such. After 15 year, it 's somewhat fricking awesome. The archetype cabin is gone. Instead, the place looks like a prissy Southwestern adobe house. It 's rather deceptive, though, as the walls are 3 feet of steel, brick, grease, and adobe. The windows are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are heavy for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's kind of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and hidden storage domain where we 've got 3 40'containers of food for thought, vesture, supplies, artillery, ammo. Then, in the garage, we 've got a Unimog ( loony, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater Rhinos, a two seater Razr, and a few motorcycles. I do n't tantalise the motorcycle, though ; too uncoordinated.

The house/castle rest 8 comfortably, but you could squeeze in 12 or even more in a hint. We made it for each of us 4, plus 1 each, for 8. Then, one of my buddies had a baby. Uh oh. If we all have child, there wo n't be any room. So we laid the grounding for another castle just a few feet away. Should take a year or two to finish.

We were n't exactly paranoid, we just were n't convinced that the world would prevent going along on its merry way.

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` Information Officer '' of our group. Meaning, I built us a network with artificial satellite admittance to the 'net. I had redundant servers and spare character to conclusion for years and yr. Part of my job was to download hooey, data. So I downloaded Youtube picture of how to make diesel fuel, tutorials on farming, article on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, goat milking, books on making whiskey, plus I ripped thousands of movies and stored them, too. We had a pretty effective encyclopedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And porno. I downloaded lot of porn. television and stories. Guys got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all doom and gloom.

So I went up the Saturday after Claire. I got the solar panels out and set them up. Got out the windmills, checked the barrage, checked the fuel levels, checked our water tankful ... basically made the property livable.

I was fishing in the Creek, I had nabbed a trout already, when my cell headphone went off. It was St. David, one of my cabin crony. He was in New York.

'' beau ! '' he exclaimed. `` It 's on ! code Zebra ! ! It 's really on ! ``

'' Uh, what 's on ? '' We had code discussion for calamity. But I had forgotten what this one was.

'' living dead man ! It 's on ! ``

'' Right ! I just caught a trout who 's kind of a zombie spirit. I thought it was dead but then it flopped around -- ''

'' No I 'm serious ! Go check the site, man ! ``

So I assured him I would check it out. Reluctantly, I put the nearly dead fish back in the brook, packed up my gear and strolled back to the cabin. I flipped on the browser to our deary prepper site.

There was ONE storey about a guy eating another guy. I mean, Dahmer did to a greater extent than that. Then there was some guy in Sunshine State a couple days ago doing that. That 's not exactly a snake god Apocalypse. I called David back.

'' Dude, I 'm giving you the big 'So what'on this one ! ``

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A doctor. He said he saw a guy at the hospital rise up after a core fire. He bit like three nurses and hospital attendant. The mass medium passed it off as a madden daredevil. ``

'' Alright, pedestal by. '' I found the news stories about that, it was like he said. Nutjob on a rampage.

'' Yeah, '' said Jacques Louis David. `` The media is covering it up. I know. It 's only one affair. But the guy is my doctor. It 's on. I 'm telling you. I 'm sounding the alarm clock. ``

'' fountainhead, I 'm already here, so festinate the fuck up. ``

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. snake god. If that 's genuine, I 'll need more of my guns. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my required AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my married woman, now ex. ( We decided to have standardized gun for parts etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's hunky-dory, but I want my 1911, my early AR with the fancy cathode-ray oscilloscope, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my former pistols, and more ammo, and some former dirt. And, Nox as well get as lots food as I can while the storage 's are still open.

I 've got prison term, right ? It 's only 20 hours round-trip. I got going.

So I locked up the plaza, loaded up the AR and my Glock and a few hundred rounds for each, and took off for home.

On the way, a history came on the radio of a different crazed man on a rampage who attacked three people at a dead room in capital of Colorado. I pushed the jeep 's gas pedal a short more.

After a grueling trip domicile, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to keep going. I packed up clothes, painting, bangle, television camera, anything of value. I have a decent-sized off-road utility trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that stuff. My Jeep I filled with my shooter, ammo, early weapons, my gold and silver rounds, all my tools, and cans of gas. Grabbed my local stash of cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour superintendent Walmart.

Now, we each had over 4 years of food per person stored at the cabin, but it 's all freeze-dried and desiccated stuff. Not all that exciting. I wanted some good poppycock if the world was ending.

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's give the sack fruit. Filled up an entire shopping cart of dish and pears and pineapples. guide that out to the trailer and dumped it. Went back and bought another cart of canned vegetable. Then I went for the canned marrow like lather, tuna, volaille, spam, chili. Took two handcart for all that.

Sir Thomas More trips for soups, vegetables, and then the box seat of potato dishes and pasta dishes. Thomas More trips for cooking oil, spicery, and more stuff I do n't even no what. At some point, one of the workers started helping me so things went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

'' Uh, sir ? '' the worker, Stan, had asked me. `` What 's all this for, if you do n't mind me asking ? ``

I thought about it for a moment, then spoke straight up. `` might be the zombies, Stan. You should get set up. Get some food and darn. '' I tipped him a couple of hundreds. He was really helpful.

As I was checking out the stopping point handcart, a frantic call came over the loudspeaker.

'' codification amobarbital sodium to ladies wear ! Code Blue Ladies Wear ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the helper dude, Stan.

'' Medical, '' he explained. `` Usually means some old lady fell. But could be a essence attack or stroke. We get those sometimes. I got ta go curb it out. ``

I paid the clerk. We heard screams coming from close by. Coming from the ladies clothing section. Two fair sex staggered out from the racks, boastfully wounds on their arms. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The Rescue
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I got the hell out of Dodge, err, genus Phoenix. When the shit hits the fan, you want to be first out or you 'll be stuck in dealings jams forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Sunday morn so the route were basically evacuate. I began coaxing my heavily lade jeep up the 5,500 ft climb on I-17 to Flagstaff.

Talked to my chum on the cell, they were all making their way to the cabin with their wives. Claire called, she sounded panicky. She apologized, and could I please take on her to the cabin ? I told her to go to the Walmart I was just at and buy a gun and some ammo. She told me to lie with off. I told her to suck a pecker until it cums.

Called my parents. They did n't think me about anything. Dad did check that the door was locked. Sigh. I 'd set them up with as a lot hooey as I could, but you can only do so very much for people. They did n't require to total over from Lope Felix de Vega Carpio. They do own a scattergun, water barrels, MREs ... should endure them a couple months.

Went up to Flagstaff and turned east on 40, could see some attack burning in the little city. locomote 50 some-odd land mile outside of town, then found a side road to hide and demand a rest.

Many hours later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had lots of excitement, though. Ran over 10-12 zombies. Shot a few more. Saved a few life history, for the time being, at least. Lesson for the time to come, firing your gun INSIDE a car is wild to your hearing ! The movies do n't prepare you for how trashy that can be !

The little town just below our compound in the James Jerome Hill seems to be okay. The news is reporting example of terrorism on a heavy scale. No mention of automaton, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and balanced reporting. Do n't want people to make love what 's really happening. The websites are going crazy though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

David stopped answering his cell phone. So did Chris and Steven. Maybe the cells went down due to tycoon outages ? They are far too smart to get caught up in this crap. I hope. But then, I drove out of only one actual city. They 've got scores of metropolis to get through.

I swept the area, all cleared. Then I started unloading the prevue and Jeep, and got down to the occupation of survival.

Two more Clarence Day went by before the first zombi showed up in Ithiel Town. At least, that 's what I figured. I could hear the gunfire, and could see cars speeding about the post. Mayhem. I considered going down to help, but, what can one man do ? There were C of them. Plus, I did n't really know the layout well, would probably just get myself killed. Ah, who am I kidding. I was just being a pussy.

I re-considered on the tierce day.

Now, my jeep horse wrangler already proved to be a pretty undecomposed zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tyre, M/T 's with serious knobby pace. It 's the 4-door model outfitted with supernumerary gas storage tank, 5.13 gears, offroad Light and whatnot, it 's moderately heavy. And it has a big ass bumper in the front which proved heavy at knocking over Zed and his Zed friends. But for real survival, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 prison term stronger than the landrover, has mellow ground headroom, has four room access and a motor home box on the back-end. They were originally made as a High German army-type vehicle, then they became uncommitted to the public. This one was originally a command and communications truck. We rigged it up as an hand brake truck with a ladder, medical checkup gear, blast extinguisher, gun wheel, everything we could think of.

I put on my camo power train. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear. It has hard plastic pieces that cover the chest and back, forearms, cubitus, upper arms. I figured it would be harder to get bitten that way. Put on my dresser rig which held my 1911 and 6 clip for that. It also held 8 mags for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed iron boot, tibia guards, articulatio genus pads, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar boxing glove that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a confused United States Army man, nothing really matched but what the hell. I do n't require to be camouflaged from Zed, just need to be hard to eat. Grabbed my scattergun, AR, and a subdue .22 caliber rifle.

Got in the Mog and drove to town.

Much of the town was quiet, I turned down onto the deserted main street and kept a flavour out. In my mirrors I could see a strange site ; zombies exiting entrepot and turning to follow my truck. Was everybody dead ?

Suddenly, shots rang out and my blessed Unimog was hit ! The dead reckoning came from an up the stairs window of a mansion. I returned flaming ( had my helmet on to protect my hearing this clock time ! ) and stomped on the gas. The Mog, rather reluctantly, responded and I turned off to a side of meat street. I zigged and zagged a bit and lost my automaton that were trailing me. I stopped the truck and took off my helmet.

It was calm down. Too tranquillity for the Zombie Apocalypse.

A Zed rounded the turning point and shuffled towards me. I mean, I think he was a Zed. line of descent covered look and chest, blank stare ... I grabbed the suppressed .22 and fired at his head. Two scene and he dropped, but not before he let out the moan.

The zombie moan. We learned to detest and reverence that strait. The moan seemed to be a `` Hey zombie spirit friends, there 's meat over here ! '' variety of a affair. I knew more were coming soon. I heard some more zombie moans behind me.

meter to go. I got back in the cab and was ready to turn the key when I heard several female screech from a nearby house. Shit. That 's also the direction where the groan came from.

I took the cay ( did n't desire to leave them in the ignition and throw some live asshole take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my bigger AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the family to investigate.

As I climbed the dance step up the porch, I could see many Zeds milling about inside, trying to get up the stairs where the riot were coming from. I took aim and started shooting. Headshots only, you know. Which is n't that well-heeled considering a principal is n't very big and they are moving, not holding still. So it took me a shot and sometimes two or three to kill one. But the AR is semi-automatic, meaning all I have to do is draw in the trigger for each hummer, so I can spud pretty fast. full phase of the moon machine would 've been nice ... shoulda got that instead but that 's illegal in Colorado. Thanks, politicians.

As the zombies started dropping, the still go ace ... or ... still undead ace, turned and saw me and came my focusing. The groan increased, calling their friends.

My first magazine emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the mo one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the I on the stair. I then tried climbing the stairs, but it was to the full of blood and Albert Gore Jr. and really dead living dead. The screams continued upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could get word some moans up there, though.

Shit ! Some zombie dickhead grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a lounge. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a pile of idle Zeds. The female screams continued up the stairs, I figured I could pour down this strike one later.

I ran back alfresco, started the Mog and backed her right up to the family, destroying the lookout fencing and garden in the process. But now the top of the tail camper box was pretty much in line with the porch roof, which led to the second story windows. Climbed up the goon, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch covering, and I landed in the upstairs hallway.

The zeds up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm smoke. The screams continued in a bedroom. I turned in to see a gal and a woman trying to view as off two zombies with professorship. A bunch of masses were backed up in the corners of the room. They were n't going to shoemaker's last often longer. I reached over my berm and pulled out my Crovel, a small but toilsome duty combination tool of crow-bar and spadeful. The spadeful edges are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw bound and a bottleful opener, so it 's pretty assuredness. I hooked one Zed with the wrecking bar end and pulled him off the young girl.

'' natural covering your face ! '' I yelled to the young lady. I did n't want her to get splashed with blood.

I brought down the Crovel and sliced his header like a watermelon. I repeated the activity with the former Zed, pulled him away and sliced his brain in two.

Zombie groan outside. They 're coming in the family again.

I surveyed the place, but there was too much going on. There were several females and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive stance. Plus a few that seemed to be down. cypher had any guns, just some garden rip and while of woodwind instrument, a baseball game bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed cook to generate up. They were also mostly in skirts and heels, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had elbow room for these people. My cabin had way as my pal did n't seem to be coming. It is kind of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

I took off my helmet to show them I was just a regular guy.

'' You guys want to get out of here ? ``

A chorus of `` Fuck yeahs ! '' and former affirmatives followed, until this older woman stepped forward from the others. And by honest-to-goodness, I mean she was probably my age. She was the one that was fighting off a Zed originally but was now tending to a little girl on the floor.

'' Do you let any medical examination supply ? '' she asked, desperately. `` start aid kit ? Food ? What ? I 'm responsible for these girls. ``

She was stunning. Her medium duration black haircloth was a mussiness. She was filthy ; blood and grunge on her face, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. kind of Latino looking, maybe, or Italian.

'' madam, I 've got everything you need. '' Jesus ! Did that strait stupid or what ? Let me try that again.

'' I mean, I 've got a secure place, food, first aid, more than guns, you 'll be dependable. good than here. '' She thought about it for a moment. I held out my hand. `` It 's now or never, sweetheart. ``

The zombi spirit moans from downstairs pretty much sealed the passel. `` They 're coming up again, '' said one of the girls.

'' Let 's go, '' the lady said.

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'' Any of you ever shot a gun before ? '' I asked with not much hope.

'' I have, '' this tiny, dirty-blonde haired young lady spoke up. `` My dad 's a master copy sergeant in the Corps. I 've shot M-4s and AR-15s a lot. ``

'' Ok, '' I said, handing her the gun. `` display me. pull in the weapon. ``

She dropped out the mag, pulled the charging handle which ejected the round in the chamber.

'' Ok, I guess you do know what you 're doing. Here. '' I handed her two full 30-round magazine. `` Watch the steps. We 're going out the ceiling here. ``

She slapped in a mag and put the other in her blouse. She chambered a round.

'' Rock and roll ! '' she said with gusto. She fired a shot down the stairs. Then a couple more.

'' Got em ! '' she hollered. `` piece of tail yeah ! ``

'' Good girl ! Shot location, do n't waste ammo. Somebody get my helmet ! ``

Blake, the beau of the bunch, helped me with the toss off lady friend. She was bleeding pretty badly from a wound to her back, her vesture was in shreds. It was firmly to maneuver her because we were trying not to touch her backrest. The pretty dame was helping too. Turns out this wounded missy was her daughter. We finally got outside, and saw More zombi spirit. They saw us, too, and moaned. Just for fun, I guess. They already moaned once. Why are they still moaning ?

'' Hey ! '' I yelled to the home. `` What 's that chick 's name ? The crap-shooter ? We need her out here ! ``

'' That 's Erin, '' a gal said. `` I 'll get her. ``

'' Okay then. Some of you barricade the stairs so we do n't get caught from behind. '' They started dragging a federal agency across the floor.

Erin came outside and let out a `` holy shtup '' as she saw the Zeds converging on my truck.

'' Start shooting, sweetheart. ride out on this side, though, I 'll get the other side. And you. Yeah you. ``

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. position for her. Tell her which single are close-fitting. Kill the closest unity first, then work your way out. Here, hold these two powder store. Do n't throw away the empties. ``

Zed was out in full force, but we needed to be active. Erin was proving to be a dead-eye, though. Necros were falling everywhere. I pulled out my .45 and clicked off the safety.

'' Guys, I 'm going down to clear them out over here. ``

I hopped down on the thug of the Mog and killed a couple right by the device driver 's threshold of the truck.

Bam Bam ! Another one over here ... Bam ! And here ... Bam ! Bam ! shit missed Bam ! Bam ! Bam ! clink ! Oh yeah, only eight rung in my .45. Got ta retain better racecourse when I 'm shooting.

Dropped out the mag and slammed another one in. Bam ! got the shit foreland ! Then I jumped down on the land as we now had a footling breathing way. I waved down a couple up girls, put them in the backseat of the motortruck as I started it up. Uh oh. Here comes an frightful fucker ... Bam ! Went to the back of the truck and cleared that area out. Bam ! Bam !

'' Clear ! '' I hollered up to the girls. `` Bring down the hurt girl ! Then everyone else. Erin, you keep watch ! ``

Not as gently as we would have liked, we got the offend girl down and into the camper box of the truck. The other fille struggled getting down and got inside. Finally, Erin scampered off the top like a pro. She killed a couple More as they neared us.

'' You 've got 'shotgun''', I said, meaning the front fundament with me.

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead heads and bodies as we went. The truck lurched and heaved side to side as we listened to the sickening audio. Two or three days ago, these were mama and pop, shopkeepers, barbers, richly school small fry ... today they are just suddenly pith walking. This humanity sucks.

'' There 's one ! '' called out Erin.

'' Here, try this one instead. '' I handed her the stamp down .22. It was quieter. She took aim.
clapper valve ! ( overleap ) Clack !

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few more on our way out of Town. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her look glowed. The early three fille in the plump for seat mostly just whimpered and whiff a little.

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Chapter 3 - The arriver
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We got up to my compound. Locked the gate as I was sure we would let some follower. Found out that the hurt fille was Lorraine and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lothringen inside to our little medical room. Yes, we actually have a elbow room for this. Like a tiny medico office. She was barely conscious, but I got her to swallow some weewee and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help observe that, underneath her buck blouse, Lothringen had enormous breasts. Like mother, like daughter, I guess.

I told Tina to ingest the girls in the kitchen, open up up some cans of chili and pop out warming them up. Told her about the cornbread mix and butter flakes, and that they should all imbibe a lot of water.

Back to the injured Lorraine. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the information guy. My buddy Saint David was the medical Man. He took all the Red crossing grooming and CERT classes and studied the books and poop. I hate blood. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of other people 's blood, either.

Gayle looked at me as if to say, 'Well, fix her up !'I took a mysterious breath and pretended I was a doctor.

I cleaned the wound as best I could. Got out the goad and sutura ribbon, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lorraine had passed out by this time. My stitches would have made the Frankenstein's monster creature blush, they were that bad. But they seemed to hold the hide together. I slathered her with antibiotic ointment and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't help but comment that no matter how pretty her mother was, this injured girl was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, XVIII. Jesus, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

I had Gayle recite me some of their story, how the young woman got here and stuff and nonsense. I was trying to observe her mind off of what a bad job I was doing.

They were at a funeral home in Mile-High City when one of the all in hoi polloi got up and started biting folks. They lost some of their masses. Gayle was trying to be strong, helping me, trying to re-assure me that my doctoring was ok. I finished the live on bandage.

'' That 's the advantageously I can do, Gayle. ``

Now that it was over, she looked at me with rent in her eyes.

'' If you had n't come along when you did ... ( snuff ) ... and killed those ... things ... ( sniff ) Deliverer ... we 'd all be ... we 'd all be dead right now ! ``

She fell in my weapon system, sobbing. I hugged her, comforted her, patted her back, told her it was alright. But she really needed the emotional release and just cried for several minutes.
Tina came in to say dinner was ready, I told her we 'd be out in a little bit. She nodded, understanding.

Gayle began to come back to pattern. `` I, I do n't know how to thank you ... I do n't even sleep together your name ! Oh I 'm such an ass ! ``

'' Shhh ... it 's okay sweetie ... I 'm Michael. Michael Larson. ``

'' Gayle Salim. fountainhead, thank you, Michael. You 've saved my biography and my daughter 's ... May I give you a kiss ? ``

She tentatively looked at me. I smiled and moved in to meet her halfway.

Our lip met in a gentle, chaste kiss. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a mo at the most. But we stayed there for several second base ... then I squeezed her a little tighter and our kiss became a little more than passionate. She squeezed me back as our brim pressed harder against each early. I became extremely witting of her breast pressing into me, and my cock started to stiffen. Her ventilation increased, along with mine, our mouths opened a bit, and sure enough, our tongues met at the same fourth dimension. She was dirty, smelled a lilliputian, and her hair's-breadth was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My cock roared to replete aid as her moist glossa darted around mine. It pressed into her waistline. My hand slid down to her wench, I could feel the bare skin of her back.

'' Are you guys coming or what ? '' Tina shouted down the dorm to us.

We broke the kiss.

'' Coming ! '' I answered back as we disentangled.

Gayle looked at my bulging pants. `` I 'm dark. I should n't have -- ''

'' No no, it 's okay, really ! ``

'' Oh god what 's unseasonable with me ? My daughter is hurt and I 'm acting all trampy ... ''

'' No sweetie, it 's just your emotions are running high right now. It 's fine -- ''

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

I needed another bit or two to cool it down. I mean, wow, what a kiss ! She was so pretty, though. I thought of my history with jolly women who ended up being selfish, and tried to get Gayle out of my mind.

When I finally came out, I was greeted by a round of clapping, then insertion and hugs and hugs and more squeeze. But, I did n't really call back anyone 's figure that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty skillful looking bunch, and maybe a set of sisters ? Blake and the girls returned to their pipe bowl of chili quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really eaten much in 3 Clarence Day. Gayle and I joined in the grub seance and the mood was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to have in mind. Meaning happy. They were happy to be alive, I was happy to suffer some companionship, good-looking troupe at that !

I showed the girl where the shower bath was, got out some of my ex-wife 's clothes and mine too, and told them to try and find something that fit. They were mostly just camo clothes, my ex took all her street clothes. Also pointed out the 'feminine mathematical product'to which I got more applause and clinch. Told them I was going to lock down the outside and would be back in a few minutes.

'' I 'll come with you, '' volunteered Erin, the crap-shooter wench. `` I 'll watch your binding. ``

'' Sure, be good to possess some more eyes. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her face and hands. In all the confusion and fighting earlier, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking soundly looking. Nice little frame, a little over five feet marvelous and not elephantine booby. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the former girlfriend, she seemed improperly dressed for the occasion, but she did have some iron heel that seemed to fit.

We went outside and got the guns out of the Unimog, re-loaded them and walked the perimeter. We spotted a lone zed nearby pushing against the logic gate. She raised her gun, but I pushed the
drum back down.

'' looking at this, '' I said. I pulled out my Crovel, then pulled out a screw-on stiletto heel from my sack. `` I should 've had this on earlier today. Was n't thinking. Wan na try it ? ``

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my mitt as she took the Crovel with the three inch spindle on the end. She walked to the fence and watched for a moment as the Zombie tried to get at us. His name tag said `` Krauthead Davis, Mountain realty. '' His throat was torn up, must get been why he was n't moaning. Being a new zombie spirit, he did n't let that completely crappy look like you see in the moving picture. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his centre were all red and splotchy, he stank like shit, and his skin was turning that sallow, blench color.

'' Sorry Jerry, '' Erin intoned. `` I do n't imagine we 're interested in selling ! ``

She rammed the ear rightfulness into and through his left eye, piercing his brain. Boche stopped all his useless motions, hung there for a second, then dropped to the ground.

Erin pulled back the ear and wiped the blackish bloody ear in the dirt.

'' You know, '' she said. `` I do n't fuck what it is. Maybe it 's the guns. Maybe it 's the shot. Maybe it 's the business leader I 've got now. But I feel ... I feel so ... '' Her representative trailed off.

'' Um ... yeah ? '' I do n't know what she was talking about.

'' I 'm just completely and totally fucking horny right now. ``

'' No shit ? '' I 've heard about men in wartime, their reactions. Some cried, some get heroic, some became animals, and some got very horny.

'' No shit. I want to have it off just about anybody right now. But I 'm on my goddamn period ... ''

I did n't quite recognize what to say. This state of affairs has n't happened to me before.

'' Yeah, um ... I 'm not so good with the unharmed blood thing ... shtup, there 's another one over there. ``

Erin was on it. She hustled over and spiked this middle aged zombie woman right hand in the forehead, through the fence.

'' Jesus Christ ! '' She exclaimed. `` I just HAVE to cum ! ``

Erin dropped the Crovel puppet and reached for my AR-15. She started rubbing it between her legs.

'' Hold on, sweetheart. Let 's evacuate that foremost. '' I did n't want to get shot with my own gun.
She emptied the mag and the chamber.

She then knelt down on the ground with the rifle between her leg. She pulled it up into her snatch and grabbed her bosom through her blouse. She moaned with pleasure as she gripped the rifle with her thighs.

This was just too good. I got my thickening hawkshaw out.

'' Jesus Christ, yes ! Let me suckle that, delight ? Let me soak up your big hard turncock. ``

With one hand pulling the rifle into her pussy, she gripped my raging cock with the other and steep me with her mouth.

Fucken A ! She took probably 6 of my 8 inches into her hot mouth. Then she bobbed quickly up and down my light beam, her helping hand following her mouth and squeezing my cock so sleep together hard.

She spoke between her moan. `` Mmm, mmm, mmm ... you liking this ? Mmm, mmm, mmm ... this is gon na make me cum ... mmm, mmm, mmm, god it 's so big ... ``

She kept `` mmm-ing '' as she gave me the most vigorous blowjob I 've ever had. I was losing my mind.

'' You fucking GO Erin ! Yes ... you were a fucking animal today ... you 're a fucking tough army corps killer ... suck that shaft, suck it suck it suck it oh nookie I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

I expected her to overstretch back, but she did n't break stride at all. She kept sucking my hard cock as it began to pulse and throb.

Fiery shots of sperm exploded into her mouth, down her pharynx. She kept her sassing on the tip as her hand stroked me, coaxing out more cum and More cum. She swallowed immediately to wee-wee way for it all, and swallowed some more.

I stopped cumming and she fell back onto the priming coat. I followed her and pushed the rifle aside. I just grabbed her puss through her gasp and shook and squeezed her.

She hollered `` YES '' and yanked up her shirt to reveal her gorgeous chest. With my early hand I grabbed the rifle and placed it on her tits, she grabbed it and rubbed it furiously on them as I continued to throw off her cunt.

In just a few moments she clenched my bridge player with her legs and thrashed about as her coming took her.

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh screw ... shit ... SHIT ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the waves kept cumming.
I spotted a zombie at the fencing. I traded hand so my right wing was now unloosen to draw my .45.
gold rush ! And the Zed 's head exploded.

'' sanctum nookie ! ! ! ! '' Erin screamed as her orgasm seemed to increase in fury. `` Do it again ! ``

manna from heaven ! I fired at a tree.

'' piece of ass ! ``

bonanza !

'' JESUS you 're killing me ! ! ! ``

Boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

boom gold rush Boom gravy !

And she finally collapsed, her body quiver as her arms hit the dirt.

I dropped the discharge pistol on the ground.

I was hard as a roll in the hay Rock again. I had never seen such a carnal display in my life. I furiously stroked my cock as she watched. In a few secondment I shot a small lading rightfield on her gorgeous fiddling titty. The spermatozoan was less, but my orgasm was gravid. sanctum shit.

Erin wiped up my cum from her nipple and licked it off her fingers. All of it. What a shag trooper.

'' Maybe we 'll pop some more zee tomorrow, '' I said, putting myself back together.

'' Zeds ? '' she asked, dusting herself off.

'' Yeah, Zombies. Zeds. Z. Zekes. You want to kill some more, right ? ``

She nodded and hugged me and kissed me, hard. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around me and all my gear.

'' I need you to make love me, Michael. Seriously. auntie Flo leaves town in a twain sidereal day. ``

'' You make certain it 's all take in and I 'll eat your pussy till you beg me to block. ``

'' That 's not gon na pass ! You 'll be licking pussy for day then. ``

'' Whatever it takes ''

We kissed some more, she finally slid down to the ground.

I parked the Unimog in its spot, and tidied up the area.

We went back inside.


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'' Was that more shooting we heard ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear. `` Few more zombies showed up. Right at the fence. ``
Some of the young woman were all fresh and plum. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camo pants and T-shirt. A match were still dirty, waiting their round. Blake was all clean too. Guess he did n't know about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a computer in this little role over here. And I 've got a pad of paper. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's go out of it. Why do n't you do ... five minute shifts until everyone has a shot at it, then take ten minute shifts. ``

You never saw new people move so fast in your aliveness. Gayle got a chuckle out of it. Nice to see her smile.

'' Anyone you want to check on ? '' I asked her.

'' It can expect, '' she replied. `` Just some friends. ``

'' There 's no, uh ... 'Mr. Gayle'? ``

'' Haha ! '' she laughed. `` Not for a few years. '' She smiled warmly at me.

'' How 's your girl, um ... ''

'' Lothringen. ``

'' Yeah, Lorraine. Sorry, there 's so many of you. ``

'' Well, she 's resting comfortably. Probably need to change the patch. There 's still some blood coming out. ``

'' Yeah. Probably due to my stinking sewing. Maybe we 'll put some crack glue on it to facilitate seal off up the wound. ``

One missy shrieked. `` My parents are alive ! In Hub of the Universe ! ``

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the health check way and re-patched her girl, Lorraine. Found out more of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in Boulder, Colorado. A group of 20 of the sorority girls had gone down to south capital of Colorado for a funeral of one of their friends who 'd been killed in a car accident. The servicing was at a funeral home plate and, during the service, one of the other dead consistency came out of the back room and started to bite folks. This living dead bit five or six people before they subdued it. The girls fled in panic. Gayle, the household mother, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to piddle their way back, monolithic traffic jams developed as zombies and the great unwashed ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their girls died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the girls on the bus.

In the ensuing mayhem, they all abandoned the bus, only to get caught up in the shitstorm on the city streets. They finally re-took their bus, but were down to 15 girls at this point. Gayle tried to maneuver north, to go back home, but everything was blocked. She found an first step south and went that way.

Everywhere they went, it seemed to be getting worse. They thought they might hole up in some belittled situation like Colorado River Springs or Littleton, but they were all in the process of being over-run. They kept heading south.

They ran out of gas a match statute mile from here, and hoof it into town. Not so easy with panicky girls and high heels. In Ithiel Town, nobody would facilitate them, the automaton were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned business firm with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

'' Jesus. I do n't lie with what to say. I 'm glad I took my helmet off at that consequence. ``

'' So am I, '' she said. `` So am I. You do n't know what it 's like out there. ``

We might 've had another 'moment', but the female child were all around now.

I finally got my rain shower and came back out. The lady friend were talking quietly, some were crying as they had n't been able to get in hint with anybody.

I decided it was meter for a little modification of pace.

'' Alright ladies. take heed up. We 're having hot chocolate and movies in ten minutes. Get your pajama and get ready for bed ! ``

I made the hot coffee, and put a liberal total of Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a moving picture as the girlfriend found spots on the sofa with their pillows. to the highest degree were in my bagger short circuit and my olive grim T-shirts. They all asked what movie, but I would n't recite them.

The music started as beautiful shots of mountains passed by on the screen. The music built up ...

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

Julie Andrews appeared on the top of a Benny Hill and started singing `` The Hill are alive, with the phone of euphony. ``

I brought out the hot chocolates and passed them around. Went and got some Danish butter cookies that I snagged from Walmart, too.

I came out for the live on fourth dimension, Gayle and Erin had saved me a bit on the sofa in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to focus on the flick to keep my erection down.

As the movie played on, we started singing all the call pretty much at the top of our lungs. Yes. I 'm a man who likes musicals. Get over it. I like Metallica and STP and Johnny hard cash, too. Expand your nous a bit.

I tried to get up at one point for re-fills but the girls would n't hear of it. They made more hot deep brown and Bailey 's and made sure I had everything I wanted.

I surveyed my little party ... bare legs all over, a few pinch poking through here and there, two tender female leaning against me ... could be worse.

The movie finally ended. Had to arouse up a partner off female child to get them to their bed. I got hugs and kisses from everyone, even Blake. fountainhead, not kiss, thank God.

I was going to sleep in my computing machine way. The fixture rooms were broad and, well, this was fine with me. I got the air mattress out and it was as comfy as the beds.

I just settled down and was almost asleep when I heard fingernails tapping at my door. Maybe it 's Gayle, or maybe Erin wants to suck my turncock some to a greater extent ?

I opened the door to regain ... one of the girls. I could n't call up of her name. It 's Kathy, or Katherine, or Katie Lynn or something. She was in my T-shirt and boxers. Her head hung down, her face partially covered by her morose hair hanging down. She lifted her foreland to me ; she had been crying.

'' Something legal injury ? '' I whispered to her in the approximate dark. The room was just barely lit by a brace of light-emitting diode from the router.

She shook her straits, but pushed her way inside and closed the door. She pulled off her T-shirt and dropped her short pants to the floor, but all I could see in the darkness was her sad eyes.

I opened my arms and she hugged me, like she was holding on for love spirit. She cried quietly against my chest for several minutes as I rocked her. I did n't desire to ask what it was, I could pretty much figure it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many friend die, probably orphaned now ... still, my cock got hard because of a naked body pressed into me.

She finally slid her weapons system inside my T-shirt and raised it up. I took it off, and dropped my own shorts. We got down on the air mattress, side by incline and kissed long and deep, she still hung on tightly to me.

I moved my bridge player down to her rather plunk ass, her flabby flesh so pliable in my strong custody. She moaned and thrust her lingua in my oral cavity, searching, exploring. Her hand went down to my cock and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her back. In the dim illumination, I could see her marvelous mammilla splayed out to the sides. Christ, I did n't know she had those ! I went to suck up them, but she stopped me. Spreading her stage, she whispered her only words to me.

'' Just have a go at it me. Please. screwing me now. ``

I rolled on top of her, my rock heavily tool between her freshly shaven stage. With just a fiddling maneuvering, my dick found her pussy. I rubbed myself up and down her pussy a couple times, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my cock was right at her forepart door. Then I entered her knowledge domain. She gasped as I slowly bury my cock into her. I just pressed, let my weight come down on her. I drove my cock all the way in. 8 inches of love muscle all the way in 8 seconds.

She entwined her pegleg around mine and we fucked slowly, but powerfully. I withdrew slowly, and re-plunged slowly but pressed her all the way into the mattress. Each stroke brought new moan and gasp from both of us. We slowly increased speed. trivial faster. trivial harder, too. Her sly cunt bulwark felt so nice and tight on my sword concentrated shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't want to let go. I grabbed her left tit firmly, I did n't want to let go. But I could feel those feelings heading my way. And fucking this hot teenager ( or maybe she 's twenty, who the screw knows I ca n't even think of her name ) with her slick cunt is helping the berth way too practically. No amount of football game thoughts are going to stop this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

'' sister, '' I whispered. `` I 'm going to cum. ``

She only clenched harder, wanting me to cum inside her. Yeah, maybe not right now ...
The cums finally got to me, I pulled out ( with some trouble ) and shot my freight from right there. Long stripe of cum shot out, I 'm not sure as shooting where they went as it was nearly dark. I stroked until it was all done. Savior that was nice.

The girl sat up and moved towards my cock, and found it with her mouth. She licked and sucked my dick clean of her and my juices. I 've GOT to observe out what her name is ! I do n't require this to be a one-time thing. The obvious dawned on me about this sentence ; she had n't cum yet.

I pressed her back down on the mattress and 69 'd her, but mostly my cock just hung in her face. But I went to town on her slit. I just ate her hard, and licked her intemperately, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my unscathed fount in there. She pumped her button against my tongue as I jammed near of my handwriting up her dripping twat. I pumped her furiously with my flexing finger's breadth and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty cunt juice. I slipped my former hand to her ass and pressed in with my Spanish pointer finger. Her juices had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without admonition, and without any randomness, she clamped her thighs together, locking my hands in home in her ass and cunt. I pressed harder on her clit as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and proceed my case right in there. I wanted this babe to remember this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the full glow of the LED. She dipped a couple fingerbreadth of her right hand into her snatch, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her script up to her right nipple and coated it with her own juices. With her provide paw, she raised her tit to her mouth and basically made out with her own nipple for a minute or so. She did the same thing again but to her left tit.

wellspring that was new. And fucking cock-hardening. Jesus when I was 69-ing her it did n't get hard again, but seeing this. Christ. I 've cum 3 times in the final stage few hour, not bad for an old man of almost 40.

But now I 'm hard as ever, ca n't let this go to run off !

I pointed with my open hand to my turncock, to show her what she did to me.

She grinned, then turned and got on all fours, her pussycat and ass in plain view of the dim light. She turned her straits back towards me and raised her eyebrows. She does n't peach much, but we seem to understand each other pretty well without the chatter.

I moved in behind her, preparing to put on her twat. My head pressed into her pussy lips, still wet from her secretions. She suddenly moved forward, out of range.

She turned and looked at me again, and shook her head. This could only mean one thing.
'' You sure ? '' I asked. This was n't something that, in my experience, most chicks enjoyed very much. Certainly not young chicks.

I dropped down a little and played with her pussy, getting my digit wet so I could lubricate up her asshole. I drew up as often spit as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a minute or so I assumed the emplacement again, only a piddling higher this time.

I dripped a final spit on my cock, and pressed it against her asshole.

The head slid good in.

She stiffened slightly at kickoff, but I worked it back and forth a while and she relaxed again. With some more back and onward action, I pressed a short harder, going deeper into this usually interdict area. I did n't need to agitate to hard, though, and bruise her or scare her off.

Next matter I know she just backs up into me, hard ! My tool sinkhole to the hilt, so bass up inside her.

She grabbed a pillow and collapsed into it with her typeface and arms holding it crocked, her ass still pointing into the air to accept her butt-fucking. Time to go to work !

With increasing intensity, I fucked her ass thoroughly. It 's unlike than a pussy, tighter right wing at the hatchway but a bit wanton once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

I reached around to frig her pussy with one deal and grabbed a big tit with the other and squeezed the shit out of it. Still not a speech sound out of her. Hey, I do n't require her to wake everyone up but I also want to give some impact on her, know what I mean ?

I fucked her faster, so fast I was like a blur in her blotto ass. I grabbed her nipple and made a fist with it inside my fingers. My nail down dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her cunt and raised her body to meet each quick thrust of my cock.

She squealed into her pillow. A little. then more. Then a LOT more as I continued this relentless violation on her person.

She raised up on all fours again, arched her back, and trembled with another orgasm.
I came too, right then. I could finger her cunt quiver and her ass gripped my cock as I shot load after encumbrance of hot cum in her ass.

The door to my little computer room explosion open and mortal hit the lights, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent fixture splendor. What the factual nooky ?



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Chapter 4 - Midnight Run
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Gayle started talking rapid-fire before the door was fully open.

'' Michael it 's Lorraine she 's in difficulty I think and I do n't ... '' she stopped talking mid-sentence as the picture became clear to her.

I pulled out of what's-her-name 's ass with an audible pop. As I stood up, cum strings hung from my cock. Gayle stared at me, then my prick, then at the girl 's gaping asshole that had some cum oozing out of it.

'' What 's the topic with her ? '' I asked, trying to intermit the stress. My ass sidekick tried to dig a cakehole in the air mattress. She managed to enshroud a small bit in the blanket. Of course, by this prison term, a couple former girl had come out to see what the problem was. I started dressing.

'' She 's, she 's ... '' Gayle could n't get the Logos out.

'' What Gayle, come on ! '' I snapped at her, probably a petty too much.

With sudden steel in her vox and a frigid gruelling stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a pyrexia of 103.6. She wo n't wake up. I looked at the wound and it seems infected. Her breathing is shallow and ragged. She needs antibiotic, or something. ``

squat, I thought as I laced up my boots. I do n't make any liquid antibiotics, just pills. But you ca n't make believe an unconscious mind person live with pills and liquidity. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' Somebody go get William Blake. ``

'' I 'm correct here ! '' he answered from just behind the door. Great, everyone seemed to be up at this point.

'' Is there a clinic in town ? ``

'' Uh ... just Doc brownness. ``

'' Does he give IVs to masses ? ``

'' Um ... um ... Yeah ! When those hikers got lost last yr ? We brought them to him after we found them. He put those handbag on them. ``

'' Alright, William Blake. Get dressed. RFN. You 're coming with me. ``

'' RFN ? ``

'' Right Fuckin'Now ! '' I hollered. He moved like a bandit.

'' Where 's my shooter girlfriend ? Erin ? ``

'' Uh, '' answered someone who was n't Erin. `` She just ran to indorse her way also ... yeah she 's getting dressed, too. ``

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll establish a speed run to town. 5 minutes. Grab some dump from the Doc 's shoes. Back immediately. 10 minutes, tops. We 'll save her. ``

She crossed her limb and just looked at me like this was all my fault.

'' I 'll save her, I promise. ``

I handed her a small hand-held HAM/GMRS radio.

'' channel 16. Leave it on but do n't call us unless we call you. Here 's the button to verbalise. ``

I scooped up my fixture AR and my picture one from back home. It 's got a red-dot sight that 's very ready to hand in the dark.

'' William Blake, can you shoot ? '' I asked as he ran up to me.

'' Um, just air-soft guns, yeah. '' Jesus, what kind of country boy does n't shoot ?

'' Alright, you get the Crovel. Erin, you 're riding shotgun with my right AR. We 're taking the Jeep. ``

We bounced in to town in record clock time. The Unimog is an awful rig, but it 's not real number fast, and it 's not real quiet. I had outfitted my jeep with some good Teraflex parts underneath so we could care the rough road at speed with ease.

'' Go down there, '' said William Blake, pointing the way. `` Then release right and right again. You 'll be on Main Street. ``

I cut the illumination and slowed. The Jeep has a quiet exhaust system on it, but it still squeaks and the tires make interference on the pavement, too.

'' You can drive, right Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no trouble. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to plunk for up to the office. I 'm going to change by reversal on these hindquarters lights to shine inside. William Blake and I will smash and take hold of. I want you standing away, but right by the Jeep. hold open it running. I need you to keep the area clear. But do n't shoot until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes pop, '' she said.

What the screwing ? Daddy ? Whatever ... I do n't take in metre to worry about that.

I busted in a pane of glass of glass on Doc 's forepart door. The randomness made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the unit thing down.

'' Eyes acutely, '' I whispered to Blake. `` Keep sweeping the light. '' He had a flashlight, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undid the lock. We entered the office.
Kind of messy for a Doctor 's spot, I thought. Papers and shit were on the floor, things knocked down. Maybe we were n't the commencement to loot the lieu ?

William Blake waved towards the back, indicating where to go.

His flashlight hit upon a chromium steel steel locked cabinet down in the spinal column. I looked at Blake and he nodded. He had his sharpened crovel at the cook. I let him go first.

Stupid ... Stupid dolt STUPID !

He walked past the examining room. I followed, but as I did a zombie came out and grabbed me and knocked me down. Jesus Christ, I thought, as we fell in the hallway. I do n't have any of my armor on, not even my helmet or goggles or anything.

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a teen boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a quick snack. I could n't get my rifle to bear on something in away from me. I was kind of sitting on my pistol, so that was no good. I punched him a couple sentence to save him away. But Zed never gets jade, or wound, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar tongue is on my chest rig, if I can just contact it ....

Blake screamed.

'' wellspring fucking help me ! '' I hollered to him. I thought he was screaming about my predicament.

I hit my Zed particularly hard at that moment, his head seemed to be a slight off kilter now. I risked a glimpse at Blake to see why he was n't helping me.

William Blake stood a few feet from his own living dead. Doc Brown, from the look of him. His white coat spattered with descent, he was coming towards Blake.

I punched my Zed again as intemperately as I fucking could, further tweaking his head and neck.

'' William Blake ! ! Swing ! Hit Him ! ! ! ``

But Blake just stood there. 'The Fear'had gripped him. He froze.

I hit my Zed so hard that his neck broke. He stopped grabbing me and I was able to push him off me just in sentence to see the Doc bearing down on William Blake. I grabbed my rifle and fired off a perfect headshot on the dead Doc.

But I was too late.

Blake dropped the Crovel and grabbed his neck. Blood flowed out around his fingers.

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

But she answered with a Boom ! ... gravy ! roaring !

'' Come on Daddy-oh ! We got hassle out here ! ``

shit shit motherfucker SHIT !

Blake handed me the Key to the cabinet.

'' I ... got these from Doc. I 'm sorry ... ''

'' No buddy. It 's hunky-dory. You did fine. '' What the fuck else was I going to say ?

'' I ... Doc ... he .... ''

I rummaged through the locker as Blake tried to explain.

'' He 's been my Doc since forever. I could n't defeat him. ``

'' I know, Blake. I know. ``

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV udder. I dumped out a trash can and give them all in there. Then I grabbed various tube-looking things and as many syringes as I could. I also threw in some bottles of pills, and trivial bottle of liquids that had drug names on them. I do n't sleep together what they were, I took them all. I looked at Blake as he struggled to speak.

'' Michael ... you have to go. Save Lorraine. '' He was a coward two proceedings ago. Now he 's grown granite balls.

'' seed on William Blake, you 're coming with us. '' I have to try and do something for this kid.
We got outside, Blake nearly falling off the sidewalk.

'' What happened ? '' Erin asked in horror. She could see his stock from the rear Jeep lights.

'' I got bit. You guys go. I 'm ... done ... I can find it ... '' I did n't be intimate what to do, or say. He was right, of row. He was done.

Erin came around on his non-bitten side, and leaned up and kissed him on the nerve and held him for a moment.

I put my arm on his shoulder.

'' You 're a audacious son of a bitch, '' I said, my voice cracking.

'' Yeah ... just go. This really hurts. Fucking hell ... ''

And Blake turned and walked slowly up the street. In the dim light, some zombies saw him and started shuffling towards him. We had a clean pickup now.

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

'' No. It 's my job. ``

I raised my rifle. Sighted in on the target. I paused for a consequence. Exhaled.

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flare pass from the back of the landrover and lit it. I tossed it a couple feet away. I made her drive away, slowly down briny Street without any lights and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare would trace the automaton towards its luminosity, so they would n't follow us home. We turned the corner, and she punched the accelerator for home.

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'' We 're two minutes out, '' I said into the radio.

'' You 're late, '' replied Gayle, tersely. `` You guys just fooling around out there ? '' Ouch.
I did n't respond.

Erin drove like a Baja 1000 champion. I sat there and bounced around. Somehow I had gotten my can bang on, I do n't commemorate doing that.

I should own cleared the way before we passed them. I 've watched enough cop appearance and war pic to be intimate that you do n't walk past a fucking room without checking it. Jesus.
Blake 's short because of me. I got him killed. Then I had to murder him and lead him in the street, like a rabid dog.

We pulled in to our complex and quickly got inside. Gayle anxiously took the trash basket full of drugs and began sorting them out on the mesa. All the former girls were there, waiting anxiously to see what was going to happen. It only took about three more seconds until someone asked the inevitable question.

'' Where 's Blake ? ``

My throat clamped up as I tried to choke back the tears and the sidesplitter. They all looked at me. I could n't talk.

Erin rescued me. `` He did n't make it. ``

A collective gasp rose from the group, then a clump of them starting all talking at once.

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Erin. And they did. `` Let 's focus on getting Lorraine fixed up. ``

Gayle and the others looked at me. I tried to help but my hands were too shaky. I almost spilled the amoxicillan feeding bottle. But I could still help oneself. kind of.

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my voice sounding Weird to me. `` Get the tablet over here. Yeah. Click on the server icon, right. clink checkup, ok click the IV folder, click that file, yeah mixtures. ``

Fortunately, I had my downloaded files pretty well organized. We skimmed and found the charge for the proper amount of money of antibiotic drug fluid for the IV bag. Erin put in the aright amount.
Then we searched the TV and found how to insert a railway line for the IV. Gayle watched it twice.

She looked at me, my handwriting were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

She got it on the number 1 try. We set the dripping rate, and hoped for the best.

'' Get some towels under her, '' I said quietly. `` We do n't cause a catheter for her. '' Gayle understood and we piled up a few for Lorraine to lay on. We still had her on her stomach so it was a bit awkward.

I went to the main dining table and slumped down in a chair. The young lady tried to solace me, but I did n't want any of that. Erin understood that. She moved them away from me and started to get everyone back to bed. It was right about midnight.

'' Six A.M. missy, '' I called out. `` We 're getting up at 6. '' They did n't like it, but they did n't say anything, either.

Gayle came to the kitchen. She got out the bailey 's that we partied with earlier and poured a generous glass. She put it in front end of me.

'' Thanks. ``

'' I 'm not doing this to be Nice to you, '' she said, bluntly. `` I need you to calm the hell down and commence operation again. Now, enjoin me what happened. ``

I sat up and swallowed the drink down.

'' I made a mistake. It 's all my geological fault. '' Gayle just looked at me. `` I let William Blake go ahead of me at the Doctor of the Church 's office. We went by a elbow room that we did n't clear. I got jumped, then Blake got confronted but he froze up. The Doc bit him ... I shot the Doc but it was too previous ... Then I had to dart William Blake ... ''

I put my head in my workforce and sobbed. That poor shtup kid, he was only 18 or 19.

Gayle got my glass and poured another double shot.

'' aspect, Michael. Blake was a honeyed kid. But he was n't a scrapper. When we all crashed into his sign of the zodiac, he did n't serve fend off the zombies, he just stood there. It 's not your break. ``

'' well, I should n't throw put anyone who 's that unprepared in that situation. That 's why we 're getting up early tomorrow. We 're starting canonical breeding. ``

I stood up to go to bed.

Gayle came and gave me a quick hug. I did n't really hug her back as I did n't deserve any squeeze right then.

'' Thanks for getting the IVs for Lorraine. Kaitlyn was really disquieted about you. ``

Kaitlyn ! That was her public figure. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not surely what your architectural plan is, but you full determine what you 're doing here. These daughter are very ... tender right now. And you 're like some hero sandwich male parent figure to them. Watch your dance step. Good night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a dread sleep.

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Chapter 5 - Basic
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Gayle changed out Lorraine 's IV bag in the center of the night. The future morning, her febricity was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

'Basic Training'began with a words about this new cosmos, we have to toughen up, yadda yadda yadda, we ca n't receive any to a greater extent Blake incidents, etc. We did an 60 minutes of calisthenics and cardio.

Then we trained on the arm. With youtube videos and hands-on grooming, they became adept at handling, loading, and clearing the AR-15, the 10/22, and Remington 870 shotgun.
It was rather chilling during preparation, we could take heed Zed moaning outdoors. We had n't locked the gate last nighttime and they were in the circumference. The girls were paying very respectable attention.

Finally, it was time for endure firing training. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the repose of us went up to the cap with one AR and the 10/22 and a bunch of powder store for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the death moan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly prophylactic, though. Zed ca n't climb 12 pes vertical walls.

I had Erin display the right stance and pointed out how to aim etc. She busted a couple caps, two izzard fell.

'' Tina, you try it. '' The nice thing about the AR, it shoots a small but herculean slug. Still, the charge on that is minimal. Women can easily shoot it without losing controller of the weapon. Tina took aim.

'' Fatty in the red shirt, '' I called out.

BAM !

'' okeh you 're a little low, you got his chest. ``

BAM !

'' Still low, reach sure you 're using the forepart quite a little, line up both sights. ``

BAM !

'' And he 's down ! Nice one ! Couple more now. ``

And so it went. They all did fairly well, everyone but Patsy had several kills. This was what I wanted, they had to get their helping hand dirty. But Patsy bothered me. She almost seemed to be missing on purpose.

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few clock time. Erin grabbed my ass at one full stop, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my door last night when I pulled my cock out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't seem to faze her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to have developed a befuddle but still strong dislike towards me. Sorry dear, one kiss does n't mean we are exclusive. Although, she is so goddam attractive. And sweet-smelling, and unassailable. Savior ...

We broke for luncheon and got the best news ever, Lorraine was awake ! Gayle introduced us
formally for the low time. Lorraine just smiled up at me as we did n't require her moving just yet. My god she was pretty ... I mean her mom was fantastic but Lothringen, wow. She whispered it was decent to meet me, and held my hand for a few moments. Gayle ushered me out of there.

The rest of the day was more training, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 dead zee on your property ? We ended up fashioning these big sweetener out of some rebar we had in a shed. Rebar, that super impregnable steel they use in concrete structures. We tied two roofy to that so two or four multitude could cart them across the ground. There was a small indentation in the flat coat outside the fencing line of business, we dragged them over there as best we could. This ended up being the best strength training employment. You used you legs, arm, chest, core, everything.

I need these fille to be hard. I need to matter on them. We need to take back our world.
soft touch stayed behind with Lorraine so Gayle could piss dinner ready for everyone, which was nice.

I really liked the busy natural action all day. It kind of serve keep William Blake out of my head. But in the evening, he came back to bother me. A lot. The lady friend put on Legally blonde. No, not a erotica, the one with Reese Witherspoon. I just was n't up for it, though, and retired to my room with a six pack of Budweisers.

I worked on the computer, checked the display board for new information, put out some info. We, the scattered few still connected to the Web, were trying to discern if death was caused by the sharpness only, or if it could be caused by transference of fluids. Like, say, a Zed bosh on you and it gets in your mouth or eye or a cut. cipher had anything conclusive yet. I said we should put on it 's transferable without a bite, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George Romero Zombie ; not really fast, not smart, drawn to smell, sound and motion, and eagre for human build to eat. Well at least cypher has seen any bleed living dead. Unfortunately, it seemed that any death was now a turn-into-a-zombie event. Not just from a bite, but a spunk onslaught, too.

Then I looked at our supplies, our land map, and tried to remember of some program. winter was coming. We could n't plant anything now. But there 's plenty we should be doing. The primary thing was, we needed to clean out the town. But before that, we needed to get these girlfriend in soma and properly outfitted. They were all fatigue clothes and shoes that did n't really fit.

One Thomas More day of education, then we 'll make a another high-velocity dash into town for some stuff.
I heard the movie ending and the party was breaking up. I went out to say goodnight to everyone and to pee. Six beers, ya know. Told everyone that we 're boot camping again tomorrow.

Everyone except Gayle hugged me goodnight. She did say it, though. Lorraine was up, gingerly, gave me a cushy hug. She does n't know me at all, but everyone 's been filling her in on the Recent events. Lothringen is ... really pretty. I mean, take your breath away pretty. She looks at you and you puff out your thorax a little, lactate in your gut.

I had a couplet generous shooting of valet de chambre sea dog, and I tried going to log Z's. But zilch happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my door again. Shit. My mind was n't in the decently billet for this. William Blake 's dying weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

I got up and went to open the door. I was fully ready to evidence Kaitlyn or Erin that I just was n't in the mode right now. Really. I was.

I flung the door open, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Johnson sisters. They were n't twins, being a couple long time apart, but they had a strong family resemblance. Light carmine hair, fair skin, cunning short freckle ... oh man.

'' Yeah, girls ? ``

'' We need you, Daddy-man ! '' they whispered in unison.

'' No, '' I protested. `` I ca n't. I 'm all messed up about Blake right now and -- ''

Kristin raised her subdivision over her head. Lizzie lifted Kristin 's shirt up and over her head teacher. She bent down and licked Kristin 's beautiful pink pap. Probably a C-cup.

'' You 're going to say no to this ? '' asked Lizzie.

Well, I was still very upset about the William Blake situation.

But I 'm also a man.

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Chapter 6 - Revelation
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I woke up alone the next morning, wondering where the baby went. Christ, they were unbelievable. It 's the variety of thing where I ca n't give an exact play-by-play description of what went down, there was just so very much going on ! Plus I was buzzed from the beers and the diddlyshit. But it was something like this :

Lizzie was the Old one, 21, it turns out. And Kristin the unseasoned at just past 18. Lizzie, the aggressor, pushed me down in my wheelie chair and told me to just sit there for awhile, not to move.

The two lady friend stood mighty in front of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pants, exposing her shaved pubic country. She raised Kristin 's leg kind of past tense me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the bulwark for support. Lizzie proceeded to fondle Kristin 's body, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her character. And all the while she 's whispering `` front at these tits ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so soft '' and things like that. I was concerned for Kristin at first, but she seemed to eff it, especially when Lizzie moved around to snog Kristin 's pussy. I went from 80 % hard to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a duet of threesomes before. And let me tell you, it ai n't like in the porn. One of the missy is usually shy, and then person gets their feelings hurt because they are n't getting sufficiency care or whatever ... most people just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two babe, different story ! Lizzie stopped eating her sister 's puss and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous mouth was enhanced by the dripping twat juice from Kristin. Jesus, kissing a hot young girl, who 's got her own sis 's juice on her lips, I was just melting. I was n't aware at the time, but all thoughts of William Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

Lizzie asked me, `` Michael ? Would you like ... Would you maybe kiss Kristin 's bitch for me ? ``

I got up off the chair and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my face in Kristin 's young pussy alright. Her juice already flowing from her sister 's lingua, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my aristocratic assault.

And this is where it gets kind of fuzzy. Lizzie went and sucked on Kristin 's tits some more ... then both of us were sucking Kristin 's knocker ... then I got rolled on my back and had Lizzie 's cunt smashing my cheek and my cock up Kristin 's cunt.

Then ... Well there was rubbing ... and sucking ... and kissing ... and seemingly everywhere I reached there was a nice female part to play with or suck or roll in the hay. My cock was never not in a mouthpiece or a kitty-cat for very long at all. I remember at one point pulling my cock out of Lizzie 's slit and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's mouth. Both of the girls just could n't get enough of each others pussy juices.

A bit later, the girls were sixty-nining, with my cock going in a hot kitty, and getting licked on the outstroke. holy place whoreson ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the time on all quadruplet with Kristin under her ) told me to jacklight off into her asshole. I did n't really fuck her ass, just pressed the tip against her trap and jacked myself.

Her juicy ass felt wonderful as I shot load after load of cum into her prat. Lizzie squealed as Kristin lapped her cunt like a thirsty dog. When I finished, Lizzie rose up and dribble my cum out of her ass ...

... into Kristin 's mouth.

'' Do n't you swallow that stuff, kick ! '' whispered Lizzie.

Kristin held my cum in her back talk as she licked her sister ass, cleaning it all up. Lizzie promptly turned around and kissed her baby firmly and tenderly and roughly, and they fought for the cum back and forth. Some ran down Kristin 's cheek. The two miss entwined their legs and ground their pussies into each other, cumming toilsome simultaneously in just a couple min. I forced my way from behind so I could try and bat both of their twat. Nice.

We kept fucking, and grinding cunts, and I came in Lizzie 's face and Kristin licked it all off and swallowed it. Lizzie, raging about that, demanded I fuck Kristin in the ass for her transgressions. I remember Kristin not being too excited by that, but Lizzie stuck her tongue completely up Kristin 's ass, then slipped in a finger's breadth with some spittle and slit juice. Finally she had three fingerbreadth in there and pronounced her ready.

My cock was pretty worn out at this stop, but we rallied and I butt-fucked Kristin. Yes, I butt-fucked an 18 year and one-month old hot baby. I remember grabbing her knocker hard ... and I remember her cumming so hard slit juice was actually dripping from her cunt.

When I filled her ass as much as I could with cum, I fell back on the bed in sheer exhaustion. Lizzie was there to lick my cock, though ; she wanted my cum since Kristin seemed to be holding it inside her ass.

Both daughter wanted more. I was n't prepare to oblige anymore. But I laid there, sucking indulgent titmouse while they masturbated themselves on my pegleg. I did cum one more time ... but there was hardly any semen cumming out, mostly just dust at this point.

The final musical score was Kristin at 9 orgasms, Lizzie right behind with 8 ( but two were multiples ... how do you number those ? ) and I trailed at 4 and a likely. So they won and I lost. But I did n't feel like a loser.

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After our morning P90 workout, we ate Gayle 's griddlecake from my dry up hoard, and I talked about my general programme for taking back our piffling neighboring town. Since it did n't look like my pal were coming, I was going to use their food, and guns, and other supplying. With all of us, We had about 3 years of solid food in storage.

But that was n't enough. What then ? My programme was to get farming next spring. But we need to pull in out Zach and all his Quaker first ; ca n't feature him trampling all over our orbit and gardens.
Then, gull spoke up.

'' I do n't really call up we should be killing these ... people ... ''

All point turned her way, you could hear the sirup flowing down the cakes.

Finally, Erin broke the tension. `` Why the fuck would you say that ? Are you fucking stupid ? '' That 's my girl !

'' No. I 'm serious.. I 've been doing a lot of thinking these live on few days. I think this is the
Book of Revelation. Armageddon. You know, from The account book of Revelation. This is the Tribulation.

'' These people out there, yes they died. But now they are Angel, and they 're doing God 's work. ``

I laughed out loud. Then the others all started talking and hollering, but I could find out patsy saying something like `` You 're going against God 's plan '' or some red cent like that.

Hey, I 'm a worshipper in the U. S. formation. You want to believe in the Big Sky pa, go right ahead. That 's your right field, it 's part of the First Amendment. You want to believe in the flight Spaghetti Monster ? Fine. I do n't care. But your freedoms and rightfulness end when they impact my freedom and rights.

I tapped my coffee cup a few meter on the table. The cacophony dimmed, and finally stopped as all eyes turned towards me.

'' chump ... you can believe what you want to believe. But, you are also a guest in my house. My plan, for all the occupants of this star sign, is to try and get through this Zombie apocalypse, and to keep living and kill the bad guy. I want to industrial plant crops, I want us to be safety. I want us to exist. I kind of thought those were reciprocal feelings we all had. I expected everyone in this house to work towards that goal. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

I took a sip of coffee tree and the girls all started shouting back and forth. Finally, I tapped my cup again.

'' Let 's see a display of hands.Who wants to try and hold out through this thing and derive out the other English ? '' Everyone 's hand went up except Patsy's.

'' Well, what is the former option, Patsy ? ``

'' Well, we just ... time lag for God to show us what to do. ``

'' Maybe God is showing you what to do, through me ! '' Hey, it was worth a shot.

'' I hardly think you 're God 's messenger, '' mark said. stress on the 'you 're'; total of contempt. `` No, we have to waitress for a signal. ``

'' Do you want to hold off in this household ? My house ? ``

'' I do n't know. I ca n't be around all this ... fornicating that 's going on. ``

Thomas More hollering. Gayle glared at me. Lorraine, or Lorrie as I was now calling her, looked at me a little hurt, like she was being left out of something. Jesus, it did n't experience good to let down her. What the nooky ?

I ate the rest period of my breakfast. The girl were all agitated with gull and they argued with each other. I looked at Patsy. Pretty young woman, dyed blond hair, squeamish firm torso, obviously somewhat smart as she 's in college. But she 's either a religious whacko or she 's gone crazy. Maybe both. Oh well, not my problem anymore.

I got up from the board, all heart followed me. I grabbed my rifle and headed outside.

'' I 'll be back. ``

And I was, in about 15 minutes. The girls had finished cleaning up and were milling about with their coffee tree, kind of wondering what I was up to.

I came back with a nice backpack, filled up.

'' sucker. First of all, I 'm drear to have infringed on your beliefs. That was incorrect of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

'' And I 'm sorry for the fornicating. '' That brought some snicker and downright laughter.

'' But you 've made it manifest you do n't want to stay here. So I put together a little kit here, '' I indicated the backpack. `` There 's water for three days, food, a crownwork, baseball glove, lucifer, oh and a Holy Writ, of trend. Let 's see, no arm, of class. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

'' What ... what do you mean ? '' asked sucker, suddenly very afraid.

'' Looks like you 've been called, bitch, '' said Erin.

'' Michael ! '' started Gayle. I knew she was going to say something about her being responsible for these girls.

'' chump, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't suffer someone here who I ca n't trust not to leave a door outdoors on use. '' I held up the gang for her.

'' Gayle ? '' Patsy pleaded.

Gayle looked at her ft. `` You know, Patsy, I think Michael 's right. If you feel this way, you endanger all of us. I 've almost lost my own girl due to an accident with these ... things that certainly are n't angel. I 'm not going to lay on the line that you want these things to go ! ``

Lorrie chimed in. `` You know they almost killed me. They DID kill a lot of our friends. If you want these ... zombies to live, then you do n't go here. ``

'' You practiced not go to town, pat, `` I said. `` We 'll be killing a lot of Angels there and I do n't desire you to be upset by that. ``

'' The noble is my Shepherd, I shall not require ... '' mark began. She kept praying as she shouldered the inner circle. I helped her adjust the straps. `` Yea, though I walk through the valley of the dark of expiry, I will fear no immorality. ``

'' Atta girl ! '' I said. And I meant it. I did n't want her to die. But I ca n't have got her getting us killed, either. She kept praying as she walked out the door.

'' Surely goodness and mercy will follow me, all the days of my life. ``

Gayle looked at me and shrugged. I shrugged, too. Maybe this is God 's architectural plan. I think it sucks, whatever it is. I think mug just went testis, is all.

I went to my room and returned with the .308 rifle. It 's got a 16 power scope on it, and I 'm pretty good with it. I can hit a 1-foot steel home plate at 600 yards.

I followed Patsy out, unlocked the logic gate for her. Erin followed me with my old AR, now 'hers'. I pointed out a Zeke to her, Erin popped him in the head. Patsy did n't recoil, just kept right on repeating her Psalm for what seemed like the 23rd time.

I took up a stead on our hill and looked down the valley. 5 Zekes were ambling about. I targeted the closest one at about 150 yards.

BOOM !

'' Jesus ! '' Erin jumped. `` That matter barks, does n't it ! ``

I turned and gave her a little grinning, and saw that everyone else had come outside, also. I acquired a new target.

gravy ! and another Zeke fell. Patsy stopped at the utter 'Angels'and crossed herself and them, like she was blessing them.

BOOM ! got him.

BOOM ! got her.

boom ! missed. This last guy was pretty far out there. He was angling towards mark. Some kind of self-preservation instinct kicked in, and Patsy started walking away from this guy.

I hollered out into the vale, `` ejaculate backrest ! ! ! ``

Then I fired again at Zach and missed. Moving aim at 500 yards are hard.

mark turned and waved at us. Then she took off in a run towards the briny route. She rounded a bend and we could n't see her anymore.

That 5th Zach was now walking in a unbent line away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... wait ... BOOM !

Got him ! But my exhilaration was short lived as we saw respective More Zach 's seed from the township domain and headed to where Patsy would be. They were out of scope, though.

I turned and headed back to the home. Some of the girls patted my arm. One of them said `` Let 's go get her ! With the jeep or something ! '' But to my surprise, Gayle responded to the contrary.

'' She made her decision. I think microphone was bluffing, right microphone ? '' I nodded. I was. I did n't expect her to really go.

'' If we brought her back, she would just do something stupid either accidentally or on role. Michael was mighty. She was a peril to us. ``

We spent the ease of the day preparing our weapons, teaching the fille how to wish for and clean them, ran through more drills to decipherable jams etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the group 's stash of standardized weapon. My pal wo n't bear in mind, since they are gone ...

The climate was, approve. the great unwashed were disappointed with sucker, but nobody seemed to be upset with me. I just hope we do n't see her as a new 'Angel'. I wo n't hesitate to shoot her zombie body, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the girls about my plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` Master 's Hardware and Dry Goods '' store. The girls need underclothes, shoes that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these miss have real big mammilla. And I need them to be able-bodied to run. Big bouncing bosom are fun to find out in tardily motion when they run, but in a Zed situation it ai n't cool to have things going in all directions. Got ta strap those puppy down.

'' I 'm going to need two military volunteer for tomorrow 's excursion, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now halt on a second. I need hoi polloi who are practiced shots, can move quick, and do n't listen getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two more than ... Lorrie, sorry sweetie, you need more healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, bastard ! ``

'' I know, I know ... just kidding. Whaddya two say ? ``

They nodded their heads in unison. Got ta dear sisters.

So instead of a movie that dark, we all cleaned the weapons and checked our gang. We loaded the landrover with some trade commodity, like gallon jugs of urine and canned solid food in case we found some survivor. Also some dry foods like jiffy potatoes and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

'' Alright everyone. Bedtime. And we 're on lockdown tonight. '' Got a couple snickers on that one.

'' I 'm sober. We need to be up lustrous and early and ready to go. ``

I was left unmolested that Nox, which was honorable. I got some pretty good sleep.

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Chapter 7 - pop 's Little Girl
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We dressed for battle as best we could. The motorcycle helmets fit the sisters, but was too big for Erin. We put some towels in there to make it sit better. We were finally ready.
Acutely aware of how well the last outing went, when we lost Blake, this farewell was a bit tearful.

'' seminal fluid back to us, '' Gayle intoned. `` All of you ! ``

Lorrie hugged me, too, with rip in her middle. I held her shoulders, afraid to refer her spinal column. Her breasts pressed into me. Jesus.

'' Come back to us ... to me ... '' she whispered.

We got in the Jeep and headed towards town.

As we headed down main Street, we could see the bushed Zeds from the former day. cipher is cleaning up the town. We stopped in straw man of `` Master 's '' entrepot. Peeking in the windows, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the chicken feed lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, movement. hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the stock. I did n't desire to just shoot and bust up the field glass, I wanted to keep some integrity to the store. Talking to the miss, we drove the Jeep around the face of the stock. I took a set of keys, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the Jeep and went up the flame escape to the second floor. I climbed in the windowpane and cleared the area. The other gals came in. Okay.

'' I 'm going downstairs, '' I whispered. `` I 'm going to rent him out with the Crovel. '' That 's my miniskirt power shovel with a razor sharp edge.

I took two steps downstairs, and was met by a new man with a shotgun pointed at my face.

'' You 're not going anywhere, fucker. '' he said, rather shakily.

I set the crovel down, but now the kid had three former rifles pointed at his read/write head. Then a door opened up behind us. mental confusion reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't bang who to luff it at. My lady friend were yelling, so were the male child ; this was very tense and could go bad in a hurry. But I could see these were young nipper. I did n't think they were dangerous, just being protective.

'' My girl ! SHUT UP ! '' And they did. `` okeh fellas. I 'm going to involve my helmet off. Ok ? Just real slow, we are n't here to anguish you. We want to buy or trade for some matter. ``

The one on the step looked at his bud, then nodded at me.

I took off my helmet, and set it on a table in the hallway.

'' Ok. See ? Just a regular guy. Erin, girls. depress your rifles. See hombre ? We 're cool down. Everybody 's aplomb ... inclination your rifles on the rampart. Nice and easy. Yeah that 's it. OK, now take off your helmets. ``

This is what I was counting on. And it worked. The guys were n't looking at me anymore. They watched as the motocross helmets came off, and three gorgeous faces looked back at them.

The girls did some of that hair-flipping thing that is just so desirable.

I reached out and pushed the shotgun away from my cheek. I asked the former guy to get down his gun, which he did.

'' This is Erin, and that 's Elizabeth II and Kristin. '' The girls smiled beautifully.

'' I 'm Morgan, '' said my guy on the stairs. He handed me the shotgun while he moved over to shake hands with the girls.

'' And I 'm Sir Thomas Wyatt ! '' said the other one, making for sure he got introduced also.

'' Morgan and Sir Thomas Wyatt ? '' I variety of smirked. `` Where 's Virgil ? '' I joked. You know, the Earp brothers. I was met with glum faces. `` He 's downstairs in the store. How did you know his name ... oh yeah, you 're old. ``

'' Yeah, I 'm sorry about your blood brother. I 'm Michael. And really, we just want to trade for some stuff and nonsense. Who 's captain ? Is he the owner ? ``

'' That 's our dad. Bat Masters. We 're his Son. He was killed at the church on that start Night ... ''

'' So, you 're ... Bat Edgar Lee Masters'Son ? '' I smiled again. Another joke only old Guy get.

'' Well cat, I 'm very sorry for your loss. But we need some things for the girls. You fellas necessitate body of water ? nutrient ? ``

'' We need piss bad, '' said Morgan. `` We 're all out, and drinking out of the toilet tankful -- OWW ! ``

Wyatt slugged him on the articulatio humeri. He did n't require to look bad in front of the girls.

'' Boys, '' I said. `` Before we do any trading, we 've got to ... dispatch Publius Vergilius Maro ... ''

'' Yeah. We know. We just ca n't do it. '' Sir Henry Morgan, apparently the younger one, cried a little. Kristin went to him and hugged him. Erin moved towards me, as Liz sidled up to Wyatt.
'' If it 's hunky-dory with you guys, '' started Erin. `` Michael can ... aid you with this. '' Nice diplomacy ! Who knew she was so tender ?

Henry Morgan nodded. Erin and I went downstairs, helmets back on and artillery ready..

I opened the back door with the key from Sir Thomas Wyat, and I quickly dispatched poor Virgil with my Crovel. Erin helped me drag on him outside. We cleaned up the blood so the son would n't see anything.

The standard atmosphere lightened up then. The two babe went shopping with the boys helping. For a crappy minor town, they had pretty good stuff. I guess there 's a pretty illustrious trailhead up in the woods, so they get quite a few hikers coming through here needing finally minute gear.

motion outside caught my eye, several Zachs were at the front of the store.

'' Can we get to the clock tower from here ? '' I asked. It was just a lilliputian cupola form of a affair, sitting on the roof of the secondly floor. We climbed the stairs from the roof. A couple kick and the clock fell out of the front. overnice scene from here, we could see well-nigh of the township, now.

I looked at Erin. Her face pleaded with me.

'' Go ahead, '' I said. `` Make their day ! ``

She grinned and sighted in the first gear one with her AR. This was my good one, with an ACOG scope on it and a Bomber Harris bipod.

BOOM !

'' Yes ! '' she exclaimed. `` Did you see that one ? Headshot ! ``

godsend !

'' Yep ! who 's the Big Bad momma now ? ``

thunder !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

I pointed out a few down the other side of the street. Erin gleefully adjusted her placement and took them down. One shot each. She 's a regular sharpshooter, a natural.

She also had this excited look on her face, kind of like the former day. She anxiously scanned for more. Fortunately, for her, other Zeds were drawn to the noise and came out to see what all the noise was about.

bonanza !

But this sentence, instead of 'yeah baby'or something, she just kind of moaned a piddling, like `` Mmmmm-hmmmmm. ``

I was standing next to her, helping to spot, but she did n't need me to do that anymore. She had it down.

'' You 're an awful shot, mantrap ! '' And I rested my hired hand on her trim little ass.

She giggled and pressed into my hand. `` Harder ... yes Daddy ... squeeze me .... wait ... check ... '' she sighted in another target.

BOOM !

'' Jesus ! '' she cried out as I resumed massaging her ass. She spread her legs more, inviting my hand to journey down the pass to in between her thigh. I stopped, but did n't let go, when I heard her do the big exhale. That meant she had one in her batch. After the theme of the gun, I continued.

'' Reloading, '' she said. I took that moment to reach around her and undo her belt, then just shucked her camo bloomers down. She was n't wearing any underclothing. She struggled out of one leg, so she could still move. I rested my hand on her silky smooth naked butt.

Erin exhaled, I paused, and windfall !

I slipped my middle finger inside her snatch, it slid in with no clash at all.

'' Mmmmm Goddd yess ... .. '' Exhale, pause, stop moving ... BOOM !

And I jammed three more fingerbreadth up her oozing cunt.

'' Savior I 'm closing pop ... so close ... '' BOOM !

I pulled my hand out of her tail, and reached around to the front so I could squeeze and massage her clit.

'' Good Shepherd ... I ca n't aim, '' she panted.

'' Aim gamy, '' I said, frigging her with my bridge player. `` To the right of the water supply tower. Just shoot when you need to. ``

I squeezed her clit in between my thumb and fingers, her little self-conceited buddy sent tingle throughout her body.

BOOM !

'' Fuck ! ! ! ``

bunce !

'' YESS ! ! ! ! ! '' and she came with sharp contractions. Her juice literally flowed over my fingers. I jammed my fingers into her oral fissure, she licked and sucked down her juice and moaned at me. I pulled my script out.

'' fuck me, Daddy, '' she pleaded.

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my Daddy, '' she said softly. `` fucking me dada. '' Then through gritted dentition : `` Fuck me hard Daddy ! Let me kill these fuckers and fuck me, pa. ``

Deliverer Christ, I do n't even take a girl, but hearing her lecture like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a hurry. I lined up right behind her and shoved my dick up her tight cunt.

Erin let out a long groaning `` F-u-u-u-u-u-u-c-c-c-k-k-k ! '' as I forced myself inside her. It was n't too thug on her, though, she was just oozing cunt juice.

She took aim some more. I paused.

roar ! She shot this woman Zena in the head.

I slapped Erin 's ass hard and long-stroked her until she lined up the next one 10-15 second base later.

BOOM !

I fucked her hot cunt while she continued targeting. She lined up a injection, but I could n't serve myself, my cock twitched inside her randy cunt.

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

'' You made me fucking miss ! '' she hollered at me with mock ire. And maybe a little actual anger mixed in. She liked the ass, but she liked the shooting, too.

I fucked her as intemperate as I could while she tried to finish the idle Zach.

'' block up it ! '' she giggled.

heaving, I said, `` You 've got to study to ... hit your fair game when ( gasp ) you 're under a lot of ( unh ) pressure. ``

I continued thrusting into her from behind, there was no stopping me now. I wanted to cum inside this little hottie, RFN !

Erin rested the gun and took her fucking like a champion, bucking her hips back into my jab. I grabbed and yanked on her ponytail as my throbbing dick sank deeper and deeper into her body.

Erin reached down to her twat and frigged herself for a few present moment, then took that deal and tried to stuff it in my face. She succeeded, smearing my facial expression with creamy kitty-cat cum.

I smacked her ass hard.

'' Are you my little fucking whore ? huh ? ``

'' Yes pop ! '' she really liked saying that ...

'' dad 's little fucking cocotte ? Huh baby ? ``

'' Yes dada oh my fucking GOD ! ``

'' You like Daddy 's cock ? ``

'' Yeah Daddy keep fucking me ! ``

'' I 'm gon na cum in your little cunt, infant. You want dada 's cum do n't you baby ? ``

'' Oh shag YES papa ! Cum in me Daddy ! ! ``

'' Here it is, my baby fuck-slut ! ``

And I came inside her like a tidal Wave. I could finger her pussy walls contract bridge around my prick as she came also. Hot sperm cell met hot pussy juice to create white-hot lava inside her cunt.

'' Jesus of Nazareth Erin ! '' I cried out. `` Fuckkkkk ! '' And I pumped and squeezed the hold up piece of sperm out of my throbbing dick.

'' Oh daddy '' Erin whispered, I could barely hear her in the light sunup breeze. `` pa ... daddy ... ''

My cock began to cringe a bit. Erin lined up the crawler, and finished him off with a satisfying BOOM !

'' Clean me up, infant, '' I said to her. `` I want to shoot a few. ``

We traded positions, I rested the bipod and took aim up the street. Erin greedily licked my hammer and testicle, swallowing down both of our juices.

I fired a few more clip. She was right, it is laborious to aim when mortal is goofing with your sex parts.

'' Lookit this Daddy. '' she said. I looked down to see her knee bend, her bridge player beneath her kitty-cat, catching the dripping cum. She put her former hand down there and brought the full one to her mouth. She looked me in the eye as she slurped it up and swallowed it down.

'' You taste adept, daddy. '' She got a couple more fistful of cum as I shot Thomas More Zachs and Zenas. Fuckers just kept coming. How many were there in this township ?

Erin stood up and lug me a little bit on the shoulder. I set down the gun and kissed her passionately, tasting my cum on her rim and tongue. She held me so wet for such a little thing.
Reluctantly, we dressed. We ended up going through four magazines. 120 one shot. With misses and on-purpose barb fired during sex, we figured we hit close to 100 zombies.

I pulled the little two-way radio receiver out of my articulatio humeri pocket and put in a yell to the house.

'' Mustang ! This is Ghostrider, requesting a flyby. I mean, requesting a status report. ``

Dead air.

'' Michael ? '' Gayle finally answered. `` Are you talking to us ? ``

'' That 's a 'roger'Mustang. What 's your spot ? ``

'' Uh, just confused, but, whatever. We 're all fine. Couple of z were on the perimeter fence.
Payton took them out with the '22'. ``

'' Payton ? '' I asked Erin, off-mic.

'' The grandiloquent one ? Dumbass ! ``

Yeah she 's the marvellous one. At least six feet. But nicely proportioned. Very nicely proportioned.
Gayle keyed the mic again. `` How are you guy ? We hear a lot of injection. Oh, and Lorraine says to tell you 'negative Ghostrider, the convention is to the full'. What the hell are you laugh at talking about ? ``

I chuckled out tatty while Erin just looked at me like I was dolt. `` All expert here. Little Tiger is quite the sharpshooter. The sister are negotiating for goods as we speak. Will check back in 15. Tell Lorrie 'it 's clip to bombilate the tower'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

Erin and I gathered up our mag and the evacuate brass shell for future re-loading. We headed back down the stairs.

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As Erin and I neared the merchant ship flooring, we heard some scuffling and what sounded like one or both of the girls screaming. We bolted down the last mates steps, my Crovel held ready to swing and Erin 's AR ready to dismiss. What we saw was rather surprising.

Across the store, about 30 metrical foot, was a ice eccentric about 15 understructure long that held knives, binoculars, and other high gear dollar point. It was also the check area with register and credit card machine.

tendency against the case were our two sis, naked as jaybirds. Their arms outstretched, they were holding onto the opposite side of meat of the causa. They were holding on because the two blood brother were fucking them from behind for all they were worth. They were facing us, but cypher saw us as they were in various throe of passion.

I was concerned that this may not be military volunteer on our young lady part.

With my Crovel, I tapped on a metal shelf next to me and said to Erin `` natural covering them. ``

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

'' NO it 's okay ! '' `` arrest Daddy ! '' `` We asked them to ! '' and squeeze like that.

The boy froze, and started to withdraw.

I think it was James Wyatt that said `` Daddy ? He 's your dad ? Oh fuck do it fuck ... '' and started backing off.

I smirked. `` You sure you girls are okay ? '' They smiled and nodded vigorously..

'' O.K. ... I 'm going to the landrover. hurriedness it up, male child. Come on Erin. ``

We started outside. I could hear Liz saying to Wyatt `` Get back here and have it away me ! He 's OK ! ``

I found an surface area out back of the store that seemed to suffer pretty soft solid ground. I said to Erin, `` Cover me. I 've got to dig a grave accent for Virgil. And call the ranch. It 'll be another hour or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

'' Sweetie, what 's with the daddy clobber ? Did you and your dad ... you know -- ''

Erin looked away. `` No. it was n't like that. My Father of the Church left when I was 11. He never paid a good deal attention to me. I always tried to get his tending, but he never seemed to care a great deal. I guess, psychologically speaking, I probably have some serious 'daddy issues'. Maybe if the zombies did n't come I 'd end up a stripper somewhere. ``

We both laughed.

'' Does it bother you ? '' she asked `` I can break it. ``

'' No no, it 's ticket ! I just do n't require you to be ... disappointed with me. ``

'' Disappointed ? How ? You 're awesome ! We 'd all be dead without you ! You 're everything ... everything I want in a sire. And, the nookie is prissy. Very overnice. Oh shit give me the Crovel ! Now ! ``

Tired, I tossed it to her. Erin went over to a Zombie kid. Maybe 10-12 days old. She raised the shovelful ... the zombie came towards her ... and she did n't swing. But she pushed it away with the shovel/crovel.

'' I ca n't down it ! '' she cried out. `` It 's just a kid ! '' She easily kept it at bay.

The zombie kid started to moan. But being small he did n't have a lot of output. I do n't think any others heard him.

I had to defeat him. He 's not a homo anymore. He died once, he needs to be dead again. I got up out of the hole and finished the job with my Ka-bar tongue. He collapsed where he stood.

With tears in my eye, I took the crovel from Erin and finished up the hole. furious at the fucked up humankind, I dug very hard.

'' Sorry, Daddy. ``

I wiped my nose. `` It 's okey sweetie. It 's hard. It 's fucked. It sucks. But you ca n't hesitate like that again. You 're the toughest of you girls. I need you. ``

I dragged Publius Vergilius Maro Edgar Lee Masters over to his gob. It was n't 6 pes deep. More like 4. Sorry Virg, I do n't have all day.

'' And you will be disappointed in me, '' I continued. `` I 'm just a man. I care deeply for you, like a family phallus. But ... `` I did n't know how to say this. `` But I 'm just a man. And there 's so many of you girls. And I care for all of them. And I may not be capable to ... be ... exclus -- '' I started to say Exclusive.

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... dad ... I do n't require you to be my boyfriend, or husband. I do want to keep piece of tail you. And I love you, I do. But as far as long-term goes, well you 're probably more suited to Gayle. Maybe I 'll find soul to settle down with. Like the Dizzy sis have. ``

I finished covering up Publius Vergilius Maro. `` semen here, infant daughter. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a petty bit. `` I 'll be your 'Daddy'. I 'll be Daddy with welfare, okay ? ``

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The party
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The Masters boys were dressed, but looked a little sheepish. The Johnson babe were beaming, their faces a little scour. moldiness 've been a pretty just time on the knife case, I presumed.

'' So what 's the pile ? '' I wanted to pack up and get out of here.

'' Well, '' said Lizzie, the firstborn. `` The men here have fulfilled all of our needs -- ''

Erin laughed out loud and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

'' ... and we 've got brake shoe, socks, and vesture for every one. And, Daddy man, we got you this awing hat ! Try it on ! ``

It was kind of a flat brim cowboy-type hat. Like Clint Eastwood wore in High-Plains drifter and a few others.

'' I like it ! I love it ! What 's our cost ? Ok shoes we 've got ... yep ... hey ... Are we short a mates pairs ? Who 's not getting shoes. ``

Kristin answered. `` We all got shoes, but, well ... we 're going to stay here. If that 's okay. ``

Holy son of a bitch ! So that was the monetary value ? wellspring I do n't know if it 's okay or not. I had to call back fast.

'' Look, we are n't trading mass for stuff. We 'll be fine without -- ''

'' No Michael ! dada ... it 's not like that. We really, really like them. ``

matter movement quickly in the New World.

'' well, not so fast. This station is very vulnerable. Glass windows all over, the book binding door lock could n't contain a seven-year-old ... '' asshole. What to do ?

'' Ok, boys. You 're coming with us. You need to get Mama Gayle 's approval. If you pass that test, then tomorrow we 'll come back and fix this place up. ``

That seemed to sit okay with people. We were packing the landrover with the clothing, when Lewis Henry Morgan noticed the hillock of fresh dirt. He stopped and stared at it, tears welling up in his eyes.

'' When we come back tomorrow, '' I said. `` We 'll get him a nice cross and have a proper military service, ok ? I promise, kid. ``

He nodded, then hugged me. Kid had just lost his dad and brother. poor guy.

We called up to the house, told them `` Plus Two '' for dinner.


- - -

There was great fervor at the menage as the new boys were examined, admired, hugged.

But the Johnson sisters made it very realise ; these son were off-limits. And they seemed smitten with the baby, so that was good. Then the girls discovered their new clothes, and the screech was nearly intolerable. Shoes that fit ! drawers that fit ! Underwear !

Erin and I immediately set to re-loading the magazine publisher and cleaning the weapons. Always be ready for the succeeding combat, you do n't know when that will be. She was n't too concerned about the new underwear.

'' Only during the bad week, '' she said. `` repose of the time, I like to go commando. Speaking of which, who said you could go shooting sperm inside me ? ``

'' Little slut ! '' I replied as I finished off another 30-round magazine. `` Your point just ended, you 've got a few more years until you ovulate. idea you might like that. ``

'' I did, Daddy-man. And whatever happens here, you can bed whoever you want, I do n't care. But you can always sleep with me. O.K. Daddy ? ``

'' O.K., Little Panthera tigris. '' We hugged and kissed.

'' Maybe you should pay mama Gayle a sojourn ? ``

'' Ha, yeah. Well I 'm not indisputable I 'm too high school on her list right now. She 's not so pleased with some of
the uh, whaddya shout out it, 'fornication'going on around here. ``

'' You 're such a mute man. Although you did look to be pounding Kaitlyn 's ass pretty grueling that Night. And Gayle saw it all. Maybe we could try that sometime ? ``

'' Yeah, sure, love to do it you any where you want it ! ``

We heard someone coming down the hall and started talking business.

'' So yeah, just labor the patches through, without dinging the incline of the barrel -- ''

'' Hey guys ! '' It was Lorrie, Gayle 's daughter. `` Whatcha doing ? ``

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

'' Just cleaning the triggerman, '' I explained. `` When they fire, they leave residue and ooze. Got ta maintain them clean so they will always work for us. ``

'' Can you show me ? I want to start doing this form of hooey with you guys ! I 've shot before. And I 'm feeling all better. '' Lorrie gave me her sweetest smile she had, which was a fucking squeamish one that could very well broadcast a thousand ships to war.

So I started explaining the various character of the broken-apart AR-15 and what they did. Erin winked at me, then left to go lease a shower.

Lorrie scooted in closer, obviously to get all the information she could. Never mind that her boob pressed into my arm. Her breast that was barely contained in the cotton jersey. The tit that was unfettered because a bra would upset the stitches on her back.

'' You guys have killed a lot of zombie, have n't you. ``

'' Yeah, about a one C just today. ``

'' Well I want to displume my free weight around here. Can you instruct me ? ``

'' Well, Lorrie ... sweetie ... we 've got to get you all healed up first. Killing Zachary can be soft, with a gun, but it can also get real ruffianly actual fast. How 's your back been doing ? ``

If you recall, she was nearly unconscious when I first found her. She had a sliced up back that started around her left neck opening and went all the way down to her pantline on the correct slope. I sewed her up, but her mom had been seeing to her ever since.

'' It 's good ! Look ! ``

And she pulled up her shirt, and took it off and handed it to me. She quickly covered her nipples with her hands and turned around to show me her rear. But mostly all I could see was the side of her tits, even from behind her. They were that big. I threw her shirt over my shoulder.

'' Well ? '' she asked coyly. `` How am I doing ? ``

Fucking outstanding is how you 're doing.

'' Jesus um, uh, where 's your mom ? She should be checking this for you. ``

'' Oh she 's all talking to those new guys. They 're hitting it off. So ? ``

So I looked at the stitches. She took the bandage off yesterday to let it rest. I never stitched anything before. The job itself looked frightful, but the pelt was holding and was n't infected.

'' I think you 're going to last, '' I pronounced.

She turned around and hugged me, gently. But her tits pressed firmly into my stomach.

'' Lorrie -- '' I began, but she cut me off.

'' Daddy, I mean ... Michael ... I just wanted to thank you for saving me. ``

I held her gently on her lower hips. Her plain pelvic arch. Good Shepherd christ her tegument is so soft and warm ...

'' Um, Lorrie ... '' She looked up at me and pulled away slightly. I tried to wait into her eye. Really,
I did. But all I could see was about 3 miles of segmentation disappearing into my chest.

'' Yes Daddy ? '' she said, ever so sweetly. My cock was struggling inside my jean. It sucks when it 's all crinkled up in there and then decides to get fully heavily. She kept smiling at me.

'' I did n't mean to embarrass you. You probably think I 'm just a kid. But I 'm not. I turned 18 last month. ``

'' I do n't think you 're a kid ... '' With a physical structure like that ? She 's all fair sex, all the meter. `` But, you need to pick out it well-fixed with that back. I do n't want any stitches to make out out. '' I could n't think of anything else to say. I mean, people are likely to come back at any import. Yes, I fucked some of the former girls, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' blazonry up. ``

She raised her arms, her breasts still pressed against me.

I took her t-shirt and fiddled with it until I got it lined up, Then I slid it over her sleeve, head, then over her boob until it was fully on.

'' Thanks for checking me out, Daddy. ``

'' Anytime, hon. ``

'' You know, '' she started. `` Mom likes you. and she 's really salutary in bed. She 's an expert. And I 've seen lots of erotica. Mom 's as undecomposed or better. ``

Um, sanctum diddley ? Why is she telling me this ?

'' Mom likes it all shipway. Every way. I 've seen her with two hombre. And also with another girl and a guy. You know, Menage-a-twat or something. ``

I chuckled inwardly. Menage-a-twat ! I 'd like to menage her cuckoo ... We heard a commotion as people were coming back inside.

Lorrie leaned in and whispered to me, `` Mom masturbates at dark when she thinks I 'm deceased. She whispers your name. ``

'' Come on, you 're just saying that. ``

'' No, she does. Honest. I 'll be masturbating tonight. intellection of that big dick everyone says you have. Get prepare for Payton, it 's her turn tonight. ``

And she left to rejoin the others. I stood there like, What the piece of ass ? They are taking turns ? With me ? well that 's just ... well it 's not the worst thing that could pass off, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

'' Those boys are Very nice. Very nice. They tell me they want the baby to subsist with them. What do you think ? ``

'' I 'm a little concerned. We have to strengthen their building area, it 's not very fix right now. And we need to trail those son up. They need to get a petty, uh, 'harder'. And no, not in the way you think ! ``

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few days I think it would be ticket. We need to startle taking back the town anyway. Would be safe to consume a forward base there. We 've got radios. We could hook them up with a set of solar venire. It could work. ``

We had a dainty dinner party of beef stroganoff, from my provision of dehydrated intellectual nourishment. Canned peaches for afters. Also had lots of vodka and fruit juice.

Erin found the tab, touched the screen a few times, and the following thing you know, Rihanna is blasting from the loudspeaker. It 's a political party !

The male child shoved the mesa to one slope, and we had a dance base. Rihanna 's beatnik were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a dancer or anything, but I do have round. So I was capable to pretend I had some relocation. It did n't weigh much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the Greek chorus :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly good !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't give care I like the scent of it !
control stick and Harlan Fiske Stone may break my os
But chains and whips excite me ! ``

Gayle grinded on my leg, somebody was holding my ass, and I had one arm around Payton. nipple bumped into me from all position. Fuckin A !

Then Erin put on an oldie, `` Push it '' by salinity'N Pepa.

With all the `` Ooh baby, baby '' verses, it was getting crazy. Erin jumped up on the board and took off her jersey and didder her well-chosen niggling boobs for everyone to see ! The boys were dancing with their girls, but it was kind of a free-for-all. We were n't really partnered up, just mashing all togther. And there was lots of bumping and detrition, and 'getting all up'on me, the boys, and the young lady on each early in some serious dirty dancing.

We started throwing our drunkenness around, and it was becoming a wet T-shirt night. Payton took off her shirt succeeding, and danced around in her new bra. I could translate the tag. 36C. Nice ! And she filled it all up.

Lorrie got bumped accidentally, and I roared at everyone to stop while we checked her out. I was about to declare `` Party On ! '' when we heard the shitty sound of a zombie moan, coming from outdoors. Those fuckers.

Erin grabbed her shirt and put it back on, grabbed her AR and dashed upstairs to the roof. I followed with the suppressed .22.

'' appreciation on, Tiger ! '' I called to her. `` Let 's do this quiet-like. ``

She took the .22 from me. Apparently, she seemed to think she was the best shooter for the job. She 's probably right on, but still, it felt funny.

3 Zeds were at the wall of the house. soul had n't locked the gate.

Erin dispatched them with three guessing. Efficiency at its best.

We got back downstairs and the party was gone. The girls were cleaning and wiping up everything. The guy were doing the dishes.

We had to re-arrange things a little to accommodate the son for the night. It was looking like Payton did n't ingest anywhere to stay. Imagine that.

Gayle gave me a sad look as Payton just kind of sidled up to me. Lorrie looked a lilliputian put out, also.

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the bathrooms and sleeping accommodation. I was the go to use a public toilet. Got myself a exhibitioner, finally. Got to commend to check the water levels tomorrow in the warehousing cistern, I reminded myself.

When I opened the door to my little data processor room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was stark defenseless, sitting on the air mattress with her binding up against the pillows and the wall. Her ripe hand was lazily playing with her shaved puss while her bequeath hand toyed with a nipple.

'' Hey, '' she said. `` Hope you do n't mind ... there 's nowhere else to sleep. ``

'' Hey yourself. No, do n't check ! Keep doing what you 're doing. ``

I got undressed, mentally thanking myself for storing up so many razors. When I pulled my shorts off, my 8 inch stopcock sprang out to it 's common 45 degree angle.

Payton began to come over to me, but I stopped her again.

'' living going, '' I said. Watching a cleaning lady masturbate is one of my great pleasures in life. I do n't get to see it often enough.

'' But, I was just warming up for you -- '' she protested.

'' -- And I love it. Just retain doing it. I want to see you cum. ``

'' But I ... '' she protested more. `` I 've never done this ... had somebody just observe me ... ''

I settled into the authority chair. `` Just talk a niggling. separate me what you want me to do. ``

'' Ok. Um ... I want you to work me. ``

'' Where ? demonstrate me. ``

She spread her pussy rim for me. `` Here. ``

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

'' I want you to, to thrust your tongue inside me. ``

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to lick me firmly ... and put your tongue on my clit ... and bite it a little ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her fingerbreadth slipped inside her pussy as she talked.

'' And I want your cock. I want you to ... um ... lie with me. '' She slipped in two fingers. `` I want you to bed me undecomposed. Fuck me severe. Fuck me a lot. Fuck me surd. And harder. '' Three of her digit fucked her snatch now.

'' Go on, beautiful. '' I encouraged.

'' And I want to take in your tool and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her fingers out of her twat and daintily put one in her sassing. Her lips enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it pick of her juices. She did that to the former two.

'' You like that ... pappa ? '' I chuckled at the Daddy. Maybe it 's a big running jape with all of them.

'' Yes baby, tell me more. ``

I went and stood on the air mattress, straddling her, my stopcock just a foot from her typeface. Pre-cum oozed from the tip. I ran my finger up the briny venous blood vessel, a few drop-off dripped onto Payton 's leg.
'' God yes I want that cock ! '' she said as she frigged herself hard.

'' I want you to have it off me ... please you have to fuck me ... please ... ''

I got down on my knees in strawman of her, her fingers were making such a slurpy randomness as they drove in and out of her puss.

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

'' Oh Redeemer that slut ! '' she cried. But she was excited.

'' I fucked her from buttocks. ``

'' shtup yes ! ``

'' I fucked her while she shot the zombi. ``

'' Oh fuck bonk piece of tail ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her cunt ! ``

'' Oh my fucking God cum in mine ! Yes ? Please ? ``

Payton lifted her leg up and held it with her left deal, so it was sticking almost striaght up in the air. Like some kind of Rockette or something. This allowed her fuller access to her slit and she furiously banged herself. It was taking everything I had not to get involved, but I loved watching her.

'' God, you 're beautiful, '' I said. Hey, she looked heavy. She was n't the prettiest of the gang by a long snap. But who the fuck cares. She was awesome.

'' Tell me, '' she gasped. `` William Tell me something else or just make out me. '' She was getting close to the edge.

'' I fucked Kaitlyn in the ass. Gayle and some others saw my cum dripping from her butt. ``

'' Savior that was true ? ``

'' Yes. I 'll arrest your leg up, put a finger in your own ass. ``

Without vacillation she reached around and put a finger's breadth in her own butthole, with her other hand rubbing her clit hard.

'' Oh god YES ! ! ! FUUUUUUUCKKK ! YES ! ! ! ! ! ``

She writhed in pleasure as she convulsed from her climax. When she was spent, I grabbed her legs and dragged her down fully on to the mattress so I could fuck her good. And I did. I shoved my cock all the way up her drip cunt so good she did n't cognize what hit her. I had to call on her over, face-down, so she could scream into the pillows.

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was cool to bonk someone almost as big as me. But her strong legs were like jelly as I pounded her cunt into submission.

I pulled my putz out and threatened her ass with it, pressing into her rosebud a minuscule. But she flinched really hard, she was n't prepare for that. I dropped it back into her cunt and fucked the daytime out of her. I fucked her for ten minutes like that, she moaned and screamed into her pillow.

At one point, the door opened and Erin stuck her mind in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'signal with my fingerbreadth to my mouth. She nodded and sat on the story. Pulling her little perspire pants aside, she rubbed her kitty-cat as she watched me have a go at it Payton.

She, Payton, had no musical theme anybody else was in there as she was in the throes of ecstasy. I rolled Payton on her back again so I could see her aspect when I fucked her. She held on to me tight, never opening her heart. I squeezed her tits as I lay on her, the mamilla hard as fucking careen. Then I reached around and grabbed her ass face, pulling her tightly and going deeper into her cunt. I easily slipped a finger up her ass. She responded by kissing me hard.

I risked a glance to the side ; Erin was in full masturbation modality as her hand dove in and out of her pussy.

'' I 'm going to fuck your tits, baby ! '' I warned Payton.

She opened her eyes for the first fourth dimension in about 10 minute of arc as she watched me conciliate in between her toothsome jugful. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left. Payton variety of laugh but did n't seem to mind.

'' What 's she doing here ? '' she asked.

'' Just observation. Maybe she thought I needed some help ... ''

Payton pushed her tit tight around my peter, I could just see the tip sticking out at the top of her cleavage.

'' Erin, '' gasped Payton. `` lap my pussy or get out of here. ``

To my surprisal, Erin scrambled right over and got between Payton 's wooden leg. She lapped at her cunt as I fucked the dogshit out of her tits.

I love tit-fucking. The girl is mashing her own nipple for me, my putz is enveloped by easygoing and stiff tit-flesh ... mmmm ... and they do n't have to be all that big, either. It works with A-cuppers, even. But Payton had her C-cups in full force tonight. As I stroked her pap, she licked my hammer each time it came to the top.

I was about at the end of my rope. I reached down and pulled on her mamilla as Payton squeezed her titty. Pulled on the fuckers pretty hard. Payton yelped as my cum shot into her sass and on her chin. She moaned more as Erin 's tongue made her cum. I shot some more cum onto her face, then pulled back and dropped some onus on her big easygoing tits.

Erin crawled up from behind. `` How 's she doing ? ``

Payton just lay there in sexual fulfilment, enjoying her lifelike high. She swallowed the cum in her sassing, but the sleep of it was streaming down her face.

'' That cum 's going to waste, '' I said.

Erin bent down and greedily licked it from Payton 's cheeks, lips and neck. She then drooled it into Payton 's mouth, who swallowed it easily.

'' There some on her tits, too. '' I pointed out. I like to be helpful.

Erin sucked up the cum and swallowed it down. But then she stayed there, sucking on Payton 's tits.

'' Jesus Christ Savior, pappa, '' said Erin. `` I really like this ! I 've never touched a woman before this. ``

I was surprised because she did n't hesitate to eat Payton 's twat out earlier.

'' Oh my God ! '' Erin giggled as she pulled off a nipple for a second. `` Oh my God ! ! dada ! '' She greedily re-attacked Payton 's tits.

Payton roused out of her stupefaction to observe Erin.

'' Baby, you do that so effective ! ``

I was taking mental notes. Erin had a way ... between her kissing and fondling and suckling, she was driving Payton crazy.

I reached down and rubbed Payton 's clitoris ; she came again in about a minute.

Erin never let up or let go of those brilliant tits. I slopped up some puss juice onto an give away nipple, Erin saw that and just dive on it.

I began to feel a bit pointless ... but then, later, they made up for it.

- - -

The succeeding good morning we had powdered orchis, lyophilised ham, and battercake. All courtesy of mama Gayle, with some help from Lorrie, of class. That diddly-squat is not bad, pretty tasty, even. Considering the consideration. The IHOP was, after all, run by Zach and Zed and Zena, at this point.

So this day, we hooked up the nose candy plough to the Unimog. Too many deadened consistency in the street, you know. We scored scads of plyboard at the hardware store to block off the Master 's store. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the east end of briny street. It already had some followers. The chill thing about the Mog is its tiptop. No matter what the Zeds do, they ca n't violate in. They ca n't offend the glass. They ca n't mount into the cab. So we Parked it in the middle of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for serious yearn range and stopping mogul. Also had an AR, and the bottle up 22. The idea was, they would come out shooting at Zach, which would work more Zachs, and they would keep on shooting. Lorrie would get some real on-the-job training.

Then we had Tina and Payton in the Clock tower, firing at Zed also. But never towards the Mog. Only down the streets they could see.

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Morgan, and James Wyatt went down to a incline street at the whole other end of the lowly Ithiel Town. We pulled up to the live on house. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boy had pitchforks. We also had side arm, all of us. The estimation, though, was to go quiet and check the houses.

The commencement one was a man of cake. Tapped on the door, all quietly. The house was unlocked, nobody inside. We checked for medicines and nutrient, found a pretty good stash of cans. Some good food in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No medicinal drug. No artillery. Some old peeress clothes, that 's about it. We stacked the cans on the porch for later pickup.

irregular house, we could see Zach standing inside, trying to get out through the room access. Erin, and Lorrie, were shooting pretty regularly at the end of town. We saw a couple zachs here and there perambulation along in their direction.

I wanted the boys to get some training, so we had Gayle outdoor stage behind the door, and she yanked it open air. Morgan went first and jabbed the fucker right in the eye. He dropped. Morgan let out a whoop and went to high-five his brother when I clamped him hard on the shoulder.
'' Shut the piece of tail up ! '' I whisper-hollered at him. He was pitiful, would n't do it again.

Found a little solid food, a .38 revolver with 9 shield, some 42-year old man-about-town, and some dirty clothes. But we took everything we could come up. candle, Al foil, baggies, throne paper, mate, dog food.

Next firm, we tapped on the window. We could n't see through the windows as the drapery were drawn.

'' Who is it ? '' a distaff voice called out.

We were stunned. I motioned for one of the boys to answer.

'' It 's us ! Sir Henry Morgan and Wyatt Masters. From the store ! ``

The lady came and opened the door cautiously, then let us in. The lady was probably 65+. She eyeballed us.

'' You the single making all the racket ? ``

'' Yes, '' I answered. `` I 'm Michael. This is Gayle. We 're just trying to clean up the Ithiel Town. You uh, you ok ? you need anything ? ``

'' Naw. I 'm skillful for the winter. Come springtime, I 'll be needing some supplying, though. You reckon we 'll get some office and food by then ? ``

'' Uh, no, Missus ... ''

'' It 's fille. Thompson. Never had much penury for no man. Although, I do kind of like your stylus, Slim. '' She let that bent. I was n't sure what to say. Was n't expecting to be hit on today, least not by an old lady. She was n't bad looking, for 65.

'' Hmph ... well ... missy Homer Armstrong Thompson, we 'll be around a lot. If you see us, droop us down if you need something, okay ? ``

We left, Gayle snickered and patted me on the butt. `` Stud, '' she whispered and laughed.

We went through 30 to a greater extent star sign, but no other living ethnic music. heap of all in bodies, though ; human being and zombie spirit. Did find a decently 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in diverse quality with a few corner of shells for each.

Suddenly, the receiving set crackled to life.

'' Michael ! It 's Erin ! We need you NOW ! ``

We piled into the jeep and shot back towards principal street. We got some more information from Erin ; they had moved the truck to try and get a better location to shoot from.

'' I told you not to do that ! ``

'' I know Michael, I 'm sorry. But Lorrie 's trapped. Hurry ! ``

We pulled up succeeding to the Unimog, running over a couple Zachs. It was now more in the center of townsfolk. It was supposed to be away from the buildings.

'' She 's up on the indorse floor. hastiness ! ``

We broke into the lower floor of the real the three estates office. I killed two zeds with my Crovel. I could get wind more of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` appear out below '' and threw a brace more ezed down the stairs. gunfire followed as Erin or someone killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The ezed were now converging on us. We each fired our pistols until they were empty. The floor was slippery from all the ichor and gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed heads. I worked my way into what seemed a bedroom, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a wall, holding back two automaton with just her rifle barrel. rallying cry and screaming, she was going to lose the fight in the next few seconds as the combined weight of the two big man zombi was probably 400 pounds.

I hacked at a nearby zombie, then leapt on to the bed. I hacked with all my might on the zed closest to Lorrie, burying my Crovel so toilsome I could n't get it back out from Zach 's consistency. I yanked out my USMC Ka-Bar and buried it into the skull of the second zed. I pulled Lorrie out from under both of them as they began falling. Clutching me for dear spirit, Lorrie sobbed into my neck.

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

'' Come on ! Form a margin ! What have I been talking to you about for the last 4 Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ? And somebody go get my Crovel ! ``

We finally formed a walking convoy and made our way down to Master 's Hardware. Wyatt drove the landrover, running down zeds while I carried Lorrie. Erin and Gayle covered us as Henry Morgan followed in the Unimog. We finally got inside the store.

We laid Lorrie on the heel counter, checking for bites, but she was clear. Her mom held her, they rocked together slowly in an old rocking chair by the nominal head door.

I sat down and held my caput in my hands. Jesus I almost fucked up again ! We need more preparation before we can do this sort of matter !

Erin came over to me. `` Michael ... Daddy ... I 'm sorry. I should n't have -- ''

'' No, '' I snapped back at her. `` You should n't experience. You should own done what I said. I ca n't be everywhere. You need to consider ! ``

Ashamed, Erin went up to the staircase. Probably to the clock tower so she could shoot more zeds.

'' What should we do ? '' asked Morgan.

'' I do n't make out right now, bud. Just ... let me be for a few. ``

I think it was in that moment where I realized how much I cared for these people. I looked at Gayle and Lorrie. Gayle was whispering softly to Lorrie, who seemed really small right now. They should n't be fighting zombies. They should be helping or something, but they were n't warriors. This was n't fair.

But it was n't just them. It was Erin. And the sis. And Payton, and Kaitlyn, and Tina. And the son, too. I ca n't let anything happen to these people.

automaton moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

I took everybody back to the cabin a petty after that. We ate an early supper of chicken corn chowder. The mood was a minuscule somber. Erin was very down on herself. Lorrie was not doing so well, neither was Gayle. Lorrie seemed to want to be hugging or holding on to her mom or myself, she did n't want to be alone. Everyone else just picked up on the vibe and did n't make a lot of noise.

I talked with the topical anesthetic boys after dinner. I wanted to find out what commercial-grade enterprisingness were in Ithiel Town or nearby. Gas station, stores, welding workshop, sporting goods stores, engine repair store, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her room. I told her no, sit down with me and hear. I apologized to her. She cried. We made up. Then we talked strategy.

After a couple time of day, we did to a greater extent P90 breeding, except for Lorrie. Well, she did a modified version. She is n't all that pliant yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

There was scratching at my door. I did n't open it.

I did n't deserve any happiness right then.

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Chapter 9 - The Recovery
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The adjacent three solar day raced by. I took a squad of Wyatt, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two other nearby townspeople, just a footling bigger than ours. They were as bad or worse than our petty town. There 's a turgid town to the magnetic north of us, but I imagine they are inundated with ezed.

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse train. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a roughneck boldness screen and you could talk with them. They were much lighter than bike helmets. Plus, you could still wear goggles with them. We found all kinds of pads and protective equipment for the legs and implements of war, also. The object was to make ourselves laborious to bite.

cover at the ranch, we all put on our gear for real go education. beginning, everyone got used to hitting me on the read/write head with broomsticks. Did n't even reach me through my helmet, but everyone got lots of licks in.

At the Lawnmower reparation workshop, we got band of lawnmower leaf blade. We trimmed up one end to fit the gals diminished hired man, then wrapped it in paracord to make a decent handle. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like finish. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some yard rakes, the sturdy kind, not smoke rakes. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the halfway ones facing forward. I thought this would come in in handy.

Then we had one-v-one education, with lively zombies.

Many had come up our way over the last few Clarence Day, we let them be as they circled the fence. Then, carefully, we 'd let in one-at-a-time through the gate. We did n't try to pair them up with a like-sized person, if it was your turn you got what you got.

being generally unretentive, except for Payton, the girls were having a tough time with a one-shot killing ; Zed 's arms were too long. The missy learned to hack off an arm or two beginning, then go for the kill. Or quetch them in the knee so Zed fell down. Then it was an easy kill shot.

Then they tried it with the rake. much better ! intemperate swing to the knees, down they went. Then they were easy pickins for a rake-shot to the principal. So that became our primary tactic ; run down them out in the open, blade them when up close.

Lorrie was the most zealous of missy, surpassing even Erin. After she killed one, she would often cut it more, and spitting on it. She did n't like them much. Good.

All the young lady did pretty well. And the boys turned out to be much baffling than I first thought. We were finally getting in shape.

- - -

Reports from the external world were disheartening. entire city like New York had fallen into complete butchery. The internet was pretty restrain. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those atomic number 14 valley guys always had heavy security.

The HAM radio reports were awful. Mostly just lonely calls from the great unwashed in trouble. We could n't go help them, cipher was around us. After a piece we quit turning it on.

- - -

Next morning, after our P90 physical exertion, Gayle and Lorrie went to urinate breakfast while I studied the web. Then, little girl and guy wire all sat me down at the table.

'' What 's going on ? '' I asked, baffled. It was mid-October something, not a holiday or anything.
Gayle spoke up.

'' Well Michael. Father 's day is a foresightful ways away. But you 've been like a father to all of us, and we wanted to say thank you ! ``

And they brought out all kinds of good stuff and nonsense. Including Hostess Donettes ! And Hostess cherry Proto-Indo European !

'' But ... but.. how ? They went out of job a year ago ! ``

Erin laughed. `` think back the Circle K storage ? I swiped some goodies for you then. '' She hugged me hard and I hugged her back. She cried a footling, then everyone else gave me a small represent. They were mostly from the ironware memory in townsfolk, but it was awesome. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting wind cone, a mobile canteen, some early betting odds and destruction. Some Drakkar Noir from Gayle and Lorrie.

'' Where 'd you get this ? '' I chuckled. I did n't sleep together they still made this. It was kind of an 80 's thing.

'' From the Baskins firm. Mr. Baskins did n't need it anymore ... ''

I laughed at that one. Everyone was just smiling at me. I felt all uncomfortable.

'' Ok thank you everyone. I will use all these in practiced health. Although I may not jade the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a skilful nose, did n't require to give him any extra hints.

'' As for you guys ... fountainhead I 'm so lofty of you. You could have fallen apart, but you did n't. This pile is ... well it just sucks. But we 're gon na micturate it punter ! Right ? ``

'' RIGHT ! '' they all yelled in unison.

And we went to Town, and we stuck together instead of spreading out, and we kicked a shitload of Zed 's ass. And nobody really got into trouble. And the lawn-mower blades worked
as hoped, and we hardly fired the accelerator pedal at all. It was a good day.

- - -

As we entered the house, I was told to shower first since it was `` Daddy appreciation day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my rain shower on. Would be nice to get clean first, for once.
I was just getting some black blood off my arms when the room access opened. I was pleased ! We were so focused lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a while. As long as it was n't one of the guys, I would be glad with whoever it was.

Gayle pulled back the curtain, hiding herself with it, but staring at me in all my naked glory.

'' scrub your vertebral column, Mr ? '' she asked sweetly.

'' Absolutely ! '' holy place shit, it 's Gayle !

'' human face the other way, then. '' Aww, she 's shy with me !

'' Ok, '' I said, turning towards the exhibitioner head. `` To tell you the truth, I was n't expecting you ... where 's everyone else ? ``

'' They all seem to be really busy outside, sharpening, reloading, digging hole for the Zekes. Do n't concern, it 's still daylight, they 'll be delicately. ``

She stepped in the shower bath. I tried to turn around.

'' Uh-uh-aahh ! expression forward ! '' she commanded. I looked down, I could see her metrical foot at least. They were pretty.

Something very tender and fleshy squished into my back as she reached around me for the Georgia home boy and that scrubby, fluffy thing that you wash with. It could only be her titmouse. Jesus, they covered a lot of real acres, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my back, slowly but firmly pushing. My cock was lengthening a fiddling with anticipation.

She washed my arms as they hung by my side.

'' subdivision up, '' she said. And washed my pits.

Then she reached around and washed my chest, first with the scrubby and then with her bare hands. She spent a lot of clip on my teat. Why do men consume pap ? I do n't bang, but I was gladiolus I did. That felt wonderful.

She lowered her soapy hands down to my stomach. I was fully hard at this point. I tried to wiggle a little, to get my shaft to hit her in the hands.

'' Easy big fellow. Easy, Big pappa. '' I held still.

I was disappointed as her hands traveled back around to my lower back. But then, I was proud of as she rubbed my ass cheeks.

'' Oh that feels nice .... yessss ... ''

She reached between my cheeks with the scrubby thing, washing my shit and taint. I hung my psyche down, letting the hot water cascade down my back.

'' Wow Daddy, '' she said. `` You 're all strong even back here ! ``

And with that, she dropped the scrubby and massaged my butthole. She leaned into me again with her tits and consistency. She reached around with her other helping hand and gently traced her fingerbreadth along my impossibly backbreaking diaphysis. But that finger's breadth on my ass ... it went inside ...

'' You like this, Daddy ? ``

'' Ummm ... I guess ... ! But what, have you got three fingerbreadth in there ? '' It felt kinda undecomposed, but also pretty fucking weird.

'' No lover. Just one. Up to the first base knuckle. So about one inch or less ... '' Well it felt like Johnny The Wad himself was back there. Redeemer. I 'll be a minuscule more careful with girls in the hereafter when fucking their asses.

Gayle gave my cock a full squeeze then suddenly let go. She slid down on her knee, and began to kiss my ass cheek. She pulled them apart, then stuck her tongue in the gamey of property. I could n't believe it.

'' holy piece of ass '' was all I was able to mutter.

Her tongue slid up my ass, she wriggled it around and rimmed me some more. Can my dick get any harder ? It was already 110 % but now it felt even harder. I was having difficulty external respiration. She continued tonguing me for another couple transactions. If she had touched my cock I would 've cum right field then.

'' Now wash my vertebral column ? '' she asked.

She turned and leaned against the roofing tile, like she was getting arrested. Her massive tit hung down, and her beautiful ass stuck out towards me. I admired her light olive skin.

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

'' Holy ass. I mean. Yes ! Of class ! Just admiring the view ! ``

I firmly grasped her ass cheeks and planted my prick right field in between them. My cockhead stuck out the top of her ass cleavage. He seemed very happy.

I forgot all about elan and gentility and the goop, I just grabbed her and held her from the vertebral column, running my helping hand all up and down her hanging mammilla, belly, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

My left hand massaged a tit as my rightfield handwriting 's digit slipped up inside her. Jesus of Nazareth she was so wet inside. Her stiff nipple tried to put up up to my tweaking, but I pinched and rolled it all around, causing Gayle to moan softly.

'' Am I ... '' she began, tentatively. `` Is my body approve ? ``

'' Oh Savior yes Gayle, why would you even ask that ? ``

'' Well, you 've got all these teen to fuck, and they 're so much ... tighter than me ... ''

I spread her ass buttock and buried my aspect between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussycat, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my tongue up her ass and up her cunt, she seemed to like that. I variety of settled in with my pollex in her target and concentrated my brim and spit on her cunt. Her tangy flavors covered my face as I tried to burrow into her slit. Again, I was happy I had stocked up so many razors, not a fuzz in sight.

'' Jesus ... Michael ! '' Gayle moaned.

I squeezed the red cent out of both her ass cheeks as I continued eating her out. Tight picayune skinny lady friend are heavy. No doubt. But a adult female with curve ball, that 's the one for me !

After a few minutes of this, Gayle was having hassle standing.

'' Oh shit Michael ... oh motherfucker .... it 's here Michael ! ``

I moaned into her snatch, sending trembling up her slit. I felt her contractions begin.

'' nookie ! I 'm cumming cumming oh fuck I 'm cumming oh nookie oh nooky ! ``

I swallowed down her creamy juice that flowed down her cunt and into my mouth.

Then I slumped down, and sat in the shower-bath tub. Gayle turned around and sat on top of me, impaling herself on my raging hammer. With the waters till beating down on us, she kissed me hard, and she licked up her own succus off my face. She rose up slightly and settled back down, my rooster sinking further up her twat.

I fondled her lusciously with child tits, and then clamped my mouth down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit hard, drawing as much as I could into my mouth.

'' I love that Michael ! sucking them harder ! purloin them ! ``

So I squeezed the hell out of the one I was n't sucking, pinching and kneading her tit and nipple roughly.

'' God Michael that goes straight to my pussy ! Sir Thomas More Michael ! ``

I hefted one knocker in my left hand bridge player, and lightly patted it with my right.

'' seminal fluid on, do n't be a baby ! ``

So I slapped her big tit. She yelped with pleasure. So I slapped it again. And again. Each time, Gayle yelped like a little girl.

I got more aggressive, slapping both her tit with both my hand. These slap were n't arduous enough to bump anyone down or anything, but her skin was turning a healthy tint of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to molest her swaying boobs.
I was getting a huge charge out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my cock, and watching those breast jiggle with each smacking was too a lot for me.

'' Gayle, get off, I 'm going to cum ! ``

She leaned back, and said `` My tubes have been tied. Give it all to me, Daddy ! ``

I could n't hold it. I came.

As always, that showtime stab felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my vein. Each subsequent spurt felt unbelievable, too. Gayle felt my luscious shots enter her cunt as I pumped Sir Thomas More and Sir Thomas More sperm into her.

She collapsed on top of me, her tits crushing into my pectus. Her slit quivered and spasmed as she, too, came with a delirium. She grimaced in agony/pleasure, gritting her teeth and then letting out a giant `` Ahhhhhhhh ... ''

My cock began to shrivel a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to lick my cock before the cascade washed us clean. I could see she got a good portion down her throat.

'' Come, on, old man ! '' she called as she helped me up. `` Others need a exhibitor, too ! ``

'' Probably wo n't be any hot water left for them ! '' I half-joked.

We soaped up and actually washed ourselves and finished the cascade. We dried ourselves and Gayle sat at the little electric chair to fix her font. She looked so precious, legs crossed, bosom hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a untried boy watching mum get ready. My cock felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, dearest ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

'' Would you mind if I jacked off, just a slight bit ? You 're so beautiful I ca n't stand it. ``

She laughed and turned a lilliputian so I had a good view. I stroked myself, watching this beautiful creature.

Gayle stood up, and grabbed a tube of consistence application. She squeezed a generous sum on to her breast. She talked to her tits, as if I was n't there, while she rubbed lotion all over them.

'' Oooo ... does that feel better female child ? Mmmmm ... yes it does ... poor things ... mmmmm ... that mean old man was slapping you piteous daughter ... oh but this feels sooo gooood. ``

Gayle got down on her knee, continuing to rub her boobs.

I squirted a pretty large freight right onto her knocker, then a duad lowly 1, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her breasts as she leaned over and licked my rooster clean.

Beautiful and not selfish. Wow. She could be a keeper ...

... except for her girl ...


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Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch Perfect'and sang along with all the a genus Capella Sung dynasty, the girls were all kind of silly and a bit unusual. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat next to me during the movie, with her daughter Lorrie on my other side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would happen. But I did n't deliver to await long.

Gayle opened my door and strode in. Do n't get me wrongfulness, I was glad to see her. But I was also not ready to be 'claimed'by her. Not just yet anyway.

'' What 's a Nice girl like you doing in a piazza like this ? '' I asked her.

She laughed a petty. And pulled her terry cloth robe a slight tighter. Did n't matter. You could still see her feminine charms lurking underneath.

'' I just came to talk, '' she said. She had a bottle of my prized Justin pinot noir and a couple glasses. We sat down, me in my twine chair and her in the metal folding chair.

We talked about a lot of things, but mostly about our site and what my plans were for the future. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of work. What we really needed was a way to hit a zombie loose area so that we could then begin farming cognitive process. Plus we now had stack of new mouthpiece from town that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the the great unwashed we met were skillful, but generally a bit onetime. Still, some of them had farming backgrounds. But early than the Master 's Word, we had n't found anyone near the missy ages.

'' That 's really bothering me, Michael. I want ... I want a future for my daughter. ``

'' well I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got form of defensive. `` I think we 've got a veridical shot at making something -- ''

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm sure enough you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is laborious to say ... I want Lorrie to let the love of a upright man. provoke a family. You know, those sort of matter. ``

'' Oh ... yeah, I get that. But I guess she 's only got slim pickins right now. Mr. Olson today was bingle. But he was what, 55 ? ``

'' Yeah. Just what I want for Lorrie ! But no. I had somebody else in my mind. ``

My mind drew a blank. `` Who ? ``

'' Well ... you, Michael. ``

'' What ? '' I asked, taken aback. `` I 'm ... twice her age ! '' Actually, I was about twice everybody 's age, but that did n't look to matter.

'' Yes but you are n't old-old. But even if there were a M guys to choose from, I 'd want you. You just ... you do what has to be done, you work hard, you 're skillful at keeping everyone alive ... plus you 're amazing at sex. ``

'' Gayle ... I do n't roll in the hay what to say exactly. Lorrie 's grand, I love her like I love all of you, but ... '' I tailed off.

'' But what ? ``

'' But ... how does she feel about this ? ``

'' She 's head over heals in love with you. virtually of the girls are attracted to you, but she 's actually in erotic love. ``

She 's in love with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two primary issues here. bit One is, you, Gayle. And bit Two, I 'm not sure I 'm quick to conciliate down just yet. I mean, I will at some point, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to keep our radical going. I do n't know if I have time for a true relationship. It 's umm ... it 's pretty promiscuous right wing now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the door. ``

Gayle rolled her eyes.

'' Hey, sorry, that 's just how it is. I 'm not gear up to be monogamous with anyone right now. And If I was, well, I 'm not sure I would pick Lorrie at this point. ``

Gayle kind of made a foiled face.

'' No, I mean nothing bad about Lorrie. But I do n't experience her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't expect so surprised. We get along pretty fricking great. And, I think the big sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't mean you had to marry Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. restrain it in brain. ``

'' So if she comes a-knocking at my threshold some nighttime ... you 're ... what ? ``

'' I 'm fine with that ! Just .... be leisurely on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a virgin. ``

I thought about our gun-cleaning session a workweek ago. Lorrie seemed pretty quick to undress.

'' You sure about that ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, she would 've told me. ``

'' So, if you want me for her, what was up with the exhibitor today ? That does n't seem to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the rest of her wine. `` I 'm not staring. I had this vision of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't go salutary at all, does it ? I mean, I at least wanted you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds kind of unintelligent now that I say it out loud. ``

I drank the residuum of my pinot and poured us both some more.

Have I mentioned how gorgeous Gayle is ? My dad was a automobile horn dog in his day, even as an sometime man. He like the full-figured gals like Marilyn, Mamie, Rita, etc., but his favorite was the Italian babe, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a fair resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly things like kill a bunch of zombies with your bare fists and come back for your reward. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go look her up. Sophia, I mean. Check out some of the younger pictures of her, when her hair is pretty straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's tits are adult. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the room a bit, then I knelt down in straw man of Gayle 's chair.

'' Gayle. '' I placed my deal on her cheek. `` Even if I fell in love with your daughter, and wanted to spend the rest of my living with her ... how could I possibly only make love to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full lips. Her hand came up to me, she ran her digit through my hair.

Our lips pressed a piffling steady together and our sweet kiss turned a little hotter as I moved into her a little more. I broke the buss, only to get a slightly different angle and start kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her lower lip, and sucked it into my oral cavity, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her backrest against the paries. With both my bridge player gently holding her face, I kissed her with passion and tenderness like I 'd never finger before.
Gayle had slipped her hand underneath my jersey and dragged her fingernails across my back. Then she continued to osculate me as she pulled me faithful to her.

'' Christ, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an ounce of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being nice. ``

She slipped my tee shirt over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` Stand over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a baby ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk light, in just my weakened dungaree with a bulging crotch.

'' Turn around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a piddling for her.

'' Sweet Jesus of Nazareth, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, nobody 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your perspective, Gayle. ``

'' Pick up those weight, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a brace 30 pound dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few curls for her, some standing pressure, I turned my back to her and did some lateral flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her rightfulness manus gently rubbing her allow for titty, and her left forefinger in between her figurehead dentition. Hot. Hey, it 's form of cool to know I turn on a chick. 38 years old. Semi-ripped. Still have my hair, all of it. I guess I 'm not the bad guy they could run into in a automaton apocalypse.

I went and stood in front end of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my arms, like I was going to stockpile her over a threshold. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must concede, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one Virgin in my whole life. It did n't go so well. raft of pain in the ass. Crying. Shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so polish with women ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm nasty. So, you really want me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the right word ? Deflower your girl ? ``

'' I ca n't guess of anyone I 'd rather deliver do it, '' she said, twirling her digit through my hair.
I kissed her her on the mouth for a few moments.

'' You want me to, sleep together your daughter ? '' Long ... kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to have to suck her tit for a real farseeing clock time. '' osculation ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to thrash her pussycat. '' Kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suck my cock. '' Kiss with some clapper ...

'' She will be trade good, I promise. ``

'' How do you know ? ``

'' I 've made her practice. On bananas and cucumbers. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No motherfucker ? ``

'' No dirt. I told her it was an important skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing position, but we kept close and kissed more. I undid the bash on her robe, sliding my hand between her unruffled pelt and the robe. I cupped her ass cheek and pulled her to me, she could feel my hard-on now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to deal up or anything.

'' Not always so nice. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my jeans as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down adjacent to each other, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just love teat. All teat. There 's just something about them that drives me junky. Yeah, big surprise. But more than nigh guys, I love them. I love to solve, and nybble, and swirl my tongue around them. And they all feel so different. Some are business firm, some are really squashy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as much as I could. Some mamilla bites here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too much time on the bosom, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could suck them for minute ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Christ no. It 's like the best massage in the globe. Only better. I 'm a thousand per centum relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How safe is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

Well, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her tits and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's breathing increased, so did my vigor. When she panted a little, I grabbed her kitty-cat. With my medallion on her clit, I slipped a finger in between her back talk and frigged her nicely. Then a little harder and faster as I bit down on a big teat of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' Suck the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her leftfield tit up to her grimace and drew in her own teat to her oral cavity. God I love that.
I rubbed her pussy faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a duad more minutes when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few multiplication. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic waves washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' Wait, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me rest ... too ... sensitive ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a soundly time for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her legs and guided my dick to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... Jesus Christ she was so wet I just slid compensate in.

'' Michael ... just a moment ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fuck .... ''

As my weighting set down on her, our hip rubbed, re-igniting her clit. Gayle flail around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't form any real words, just moans and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say dirt but it was too much exploit. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck former guy cable. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend English. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guys. '' I sped up my pounding to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy fucking ! Oh shit Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of times, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking hard. `` She should n't ... oh Savior Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it twist you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her pectus, sticking my pussy-sopping turncock into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your daughter watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your breast, your ass, oh that 's nice sister yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy snatch ... and not just once but a lot of times. ``

Well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this point, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on Mommy Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a torrent down her throat. Load after lode of hot squirt pellet into her mouth. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

panting, she rose up to captivate her breath.

Then she called me an asshole and Slapped my face !

She sat there, all defiant, her eyes gleaming. I was fucking turned on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her human face down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her legs and shoved my cock back into her cunt. Gayle arched her back as I entered her, and she moaned out tawdry. I was rather strike with myself, even though I just came, I was ready for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at nighttime ... with her in the room ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your cunt ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a skillful mom. ``

'' You 're a keen mom ... a Fucking corking mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No answer. I forced my bridge player under her abdomen so I could seize her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's haywire ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her body is so firm ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to suck dick ... ''

'' No Michael ... stop it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm surely. ``

'' give up it ... delight oh bullshit oh shit oh shit I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her pussy ... man ca n't you almost taste it ? '' I pulled my hand from Gayle 's pussy and rubbed it on her sass, nerve, pushed my fingers inside her sass so she could try it all.

'' You want to taste her ... '' I began cumming inside her pussy. Her cunt paries gripped my cock and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh hump yes ... fuck yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the 2nd time, filling up her puss with impassioned hot sperm.
After a duet bit, Gayle wriggled a bit and asked `` Would you mind ... ? '' So I rolled off her. To my surprise, she went down and cleaned up my pecker with her tongue and lips, sucking up the conflate cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, help yourself to my sperm anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making sexual love to me. This will be the end time. I want ... I want Lorrie to have a chance. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the last time, we fucked again in the morning.


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Chapter 10 - The Date
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The next day was moving day for the President Andrew Johnson Sister. We got the passe-partout place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and dwell. I 'll admit to some jealousy there, those wench were pretty wild little honies !

So we spent most of the day trying to block off the town. We 'd been to every sign, killed every zombie inside the homes, sheds, barns, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always more zombies. We figured they were coming from the road, but why ? From where ? Why are they coming here ?

'' We need to funnel them into a kill zone, '' Erin was saying. My fiendish fiddling killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a plastered maculation where we are protected, but we can down them with stick or gig or something. ``

'' Genius ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up something and then fall down. So the crepuscule kills most of them. Or at least violate their legs or back. That would save, ammunition, right ? ``

The lady friend form of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ravel and saltation ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me think. '' I had it. So mere, it just might work.

'' Brilliant ! Lorrie, it 's bright. We get some transportation containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a orthogonal thermionic vacuum tube. We tilt them up at, like a ten or 20 degree angle. We 'll need spate of them. heap them on top of each other or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 metrical foot luxuriously and they walk out the end of the last container right into thin air. They smash on the ground -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a hard landing place ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the area with fence or Sir Thomas More transportation containers ... ''

'' And when the area fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't have to spud any of them ! ``

We were all very lofty of ourselves. It 's a heavy fucking mind. Except, we did n't have any shipping containers. Or a way to move them. Or a crane to stack them.

Eh, tiddler details.

- - -

We cleaned up Thomas More of the town. Not too many living folks, but it 's near to rid of the lurcher. Zed likes to creep around and wrench up in the most bizarre places, so it 's good to bear him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as zealous a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a mania ! But unlike Erin and her guns, Lorrie really wanted it done up ending and personal. She wanted to look into their bushed eyes as they died again.

We had cleared out a plane section of houses, then we went back to them to chequer for salvageable material. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this nice old menage, checking things out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not sure what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't think there will be any more. I do n't know ... ''

'' Whaddya mean value you do n't be intimate ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a lilliputian steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I separate her that her mom wants US to pinch up ?

'' Well, you guys are great together, it would be nice to make a real dada ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my genuine daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never mind, it 's fine. It 's fine ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nobody can shut you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the house some more. It 's kind of sad, looking through a perfectly someone 's life.
Usually, we just look for safes where we might witness guns, trunks for ammo, kitchens for food etc. But this house was different. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this house. I mean really. I could live in this mansion if it were n't for the darn zombies. ``

'' Wyat said it was once the mayor 's house. The townspeople built it a long time ago for the then stream mayor to inhabit in. But later, it got bought by some fat people ... The Town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your size, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couple outfits. `` She had some gustatory sensation. Where in this town would she wear this stuff ? This is like, New House of York City, 20 long time ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some moan from the street.

'' Duty calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' remind me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, Mr. ! '' She waggled her big blade at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the ironware entrepot for lunch, now re-named Masters and Johnson, in laurels of the upcoming nuptials between the Masters boy and the Johnson sisters. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a mo ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two blocks back to that nice house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a twin things from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quickie ! Am I old news already ? ``

'' You 're never old news program, my piffling favorite. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's o.k., old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a Negro dress, fitted, with some crazy cuts. Kind of like that Demi Moore dress from 20 years ago. And I grabbed a pair of nice heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's O.K. ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a oddball. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a prissy necklace, too. `` You 'll desire these, too. ``

We stashed everything in the landrover. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' plosive speech sound grinning, Daddy, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your plan, Daddy-man ? You going to take her to dinner ? Not many eatery spread right now ... ''

'' Well, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' Geek. Ok, I 'll think of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

- - -

We spent the residue of the day getting the Johnson sis and the Masters brother situated. I let them feature two solar venire and a deep cycle battery so they could have lights and commit up batteries. We got them some food and water, too.

Eventually, the sleep of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the jeep. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting exhibitioner and having a cocktail or two as we played some music TV on the TV. It was kind of sang-froid. At one breaker point, Erin dragged a big bucks into my computing device elbow room that included the garb and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her tit and said `` Do n't draw a blank about me, pappa ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her snatch through her camo bloomers a footling bit.

'' Ooooh daddy ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the shower ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can taste it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the wall, little cunt. scatter em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underwear. I undid her pants and yanked them down to queer her ass. I could see her cunt rim, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous little boob with my left script and with my right, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, dad ... yes ... touch me ... ''

While squeezing her tit hard, I gently rubbed her pussy back talk, feeling her wet already, my hand spread them apart. I pinched her nipple punishing and held on to it tightly, and slipped my finger's breadth up to her clitoris. I massaged her twat like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' muted infant ... stay tranquillize ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just Daddy. Just Daddy feeling up his piddling girl ... His bad little female child ... and her wet bitch ... daddy likes her wet cunt ... yes ... he will work out it again soon ... yes Daddy likes her bitch ... ''

'' It 's your bitch, dad, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, Daddy ... but do n't stop ... fuck me anywhere I do n't care, daddy ... even If you marry Lorrie, just fuck me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her twat harder, squishing around in all her pussy drippage. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a good little girl ... you like me squeezing your titty ? ``

'' Yes dad ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes papa, she licks me all the fourth dimension. We shower together, and I pee on her nipple in the shower. You should see us pa ... you should pee on her tits, too ... oh god ! shit shit dump shit ! I 'm cumming daddy cumming so well oh shit oh doodly-squat ! ``

Erin soaked my helping hand with her juices. I slipped my souse middle finger right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in nominal head of me, to draw my fully raging rooster. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet hand. She licked it clean of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might ask this later, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her pants, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the sofa a few minute of arc later, nobody seemed to comment. I took my shower.

I came from my rain shower and met Erin again, who handed me a nice cold Coors Light.

'' fountainhead thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boys and girls for dinner party. You know, help them out with their first repast and poppycock. ``

Nice program, Erin ! What a good girlfriend she is ...

'' wellspring, who 's going ? I 'm kind of meter, but I do n't know if I like the idea of us separating, especially at night. ``

Truth was, Zach had been pretty chill out lately, we seemed to cause killed most of them in town.
But I had to make it look good.

'' Well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the suppressed 22, my 1911, my blade. The rest of us will be armed also. We 'll be good ! '' She winked at me.

'' Well maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to stick with her. We need you up here to advert. ``

I thought about it for a few moments, hoping to make it look secure. `` wellspring, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over plans and rules. I was n't too pertain, but I did n't want anything stupid to materialise. And you can always count on Zach to make things stupid.

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We all said goodbye to each other as the group went to down to visit the Masters and Johnson Hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a slight headache. Nothing serious. I 'm going to rest in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to get us some dinner, I 'll send you in a plate ? ``

'' Sounds secure, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few minute later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked expectant in her khaki boxers and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, young lady ? '' I made an magnify bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her expert fake southern accent. `` well are n't you just a dear man ? I would have it away to ! ``

I picked up the southern drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from Texas so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` Well darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a little something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too variety, sir ! I would just be enjoy ! I mean, after all, what sort of dinner kit is one with rake on it ? ``

We walked to my room, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on solid ground did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not crucial. What is important is that dinner is in one hour, and I do n't need to see fell nor hair of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shooed her out of the room. I had thing to do !

Within the side by side hour, I whipped up some halt dried beef stroganoff, canned Zea mays, and sure-enough Bisquick biscuit ! Then I perked myself up a trivial, shaved, put on my best shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty good, if I must say so.

In precisely one time of day, Lorrie made her entrance. And what an entrance !

The attire, sinister. The design, bare shoulders, with about one-inch straps that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's ample cleavage. Tight around her stomach, flowing over her hips, and ending just above her knees. Her bare ramification stretched down to her satin black stiletto 3 inch blackguard. Her rich brown hair tumbled over her articulatio humeri in its naturally wavy way. Just a little make-up to spotlight her eyes and some lip gloss to make water her sassing shiny.

I could n't speak. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a spell a few metrical unit away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I face okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her hands clasped and her eyes shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. Good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so spectacular ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a footling wafture at that point. `` unspoilt night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' fountainhead, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me flustered ! `` How about I escort you to the lounge where we can have a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern accent again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the effectual age for dipsomaniac drinkable is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a peace of mind officeholder, I shall call on myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the silvern necklace around her neck, my hands lingering on her soft hide. She put in the matching earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't recall that this was ever possible again ! I feel like royal line or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her warm waist as she snuggled close. I made us some grayness goose gimlets over ice. It 's a simple drink, just vodka and Rose 's linden juice, but it 's dependable and to the point.

We sipped our drinks, told each other funny little stories, talked about old times. The thing was, she had a way of making me seem interesting. But it was n't forced, she seemed excite about what I had to say. She was either very good at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a plate of food back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a cool chardonnay. I find white wine to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me level of near-misses with boy ; tons of beau but most were scared of her or too stupid to know what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your grade ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some interesting prospects, for sure. And one prof who already promised me an'A'if I would log Z's over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this diddley came down ... '' She waved her hand at the unsavory extraneous world.

'' What about you, why is there no Missus around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had fuss remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the right-hand one, I guess. ``

'' And what turn now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any distaff problems right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your favorite ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to resolve that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A man does n't kiss and enjoin. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her vocalization trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an answer. But I was having a toilsome time concentrating with all her tit human body and cleavage jab through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest girl here. Prettiest girl anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some pattern I could be as good as her in bed, I 'm sure ! I 've watched lots of video recording, and, ohmygod I should shut up ! I 'm so humiliated ! ``

I stood up and held out my hand to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some flabby music, this old 70s chemical group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my manus to her waist as hers clasped around my neck. We swayed gently for a few minute, and I pulled her closer to me.

Her body melted into mine, her massive chest pressed into mine. Her pilus smelled yummy, some rosy shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a little membership as we 're working hard killing Zeds. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled the likes of heaven.

My turncock began to twitch. And to satisfy up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a 2d sister. '' I had to contact in and adjust my putz as it was growing in an uncomfortable locating. `` All better now. ``

'' You get, hard that fast ? I 'm sorry, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get hard very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvises contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hand down her back, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my life, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my cheek and lingered for a second. I turned slightly and met her lips with mine. Oh god, she was so diffuse and affectionate. She opened her back talk slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each former. My compensate hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a couple of my fingers.

After a few bit, our lips parted. But I pressed my forehead to hers, maintaining a very intimate stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me tough, her mouth working me over. Her hot clapper licked my upper berth lip, then darted inside my mouth. I tried to worm her clapper with mine as our passion increased. I grabbed both her ass impertinence full on and grinded my peter into her. She responded with a short gasp, and then proceeded to suck my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The fib of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me indite this part of the narration. I was taking creative writing in school when all of this went down and, so, I think the fib needs my touching. So yes, I was completely in pup love with Michael at this power point. I was also a virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a penis inside me. I had had early things, like Mom 's purpleness vibrator, her glass dildo, a cucumber, and some early assorted, um, 'items'inside me. But not a real penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in love with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this percentage point and I was just preceding 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Christ 's sake. In those older days, I think he was corresponding ready to collect Social Security ! ( I 'm sure he will be spanking me at about this point in time when he reads this. )

fountainhead, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something other people had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very high standards. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the business line, I think I was about 13 or 14, I watched a pic with Mom. It was called 'Tombstone .'Maybe you 've seen it. It 's the story of James Wyatt Earp and his brothers. It starred Kurt Russel as Wyat, and had caboodle of former aplomb hoi polloi in it. But the reason I 'm telling you this, is because this is the foremost time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to indite his name and take up flowers around it. I used to write my name and his public figure together, and I would write 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill pages with heart and flowers ! So you do n't cognise him ? He was Virgil Earp. Tall, slightly graying tomentum, and THAT VOICE ! oceanic abyss baritone, Texas accent, and his character was just a sleep together MAN about everything. He was also in ghost passenger ( my indorse preferent movie, behind Tombstone ) as the guy in the graveyard who tells Nicholas John Milton Cage Jr. what 's going on with everything. He did a clump of TV commercial, including Ram motortruck for the hold up few years right up to the automaton Crash.

I do n't bed where he is now, but I 'm for certain he 's in TX doing just fine. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega infatuation on some old picture actor.

fasting forward till now. We girls were on the run from the zombies, and we were losing masses left and right. You ca n't even opine the holy terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained much about 'the crash'of civilization in this level. ) He was all set up there in his dugout drinking insensate beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were near death at every footstep. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb a fence. I could feel hot roue running down my back and I could see the reverence in everyone 's middle as we tried to find a house to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this house, and then passing out. I have glimpse of things from then on, but I 'm not certainly if they are my actual memories or untrue ones since I 've heard the story so many times.

What I do think back is waking up and not knowing what the shag was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty much lying in a flood of what smelled like pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a strange room I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to fulfil me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our lives at the very live possible moment before we were all eaten alive. He had taken us to a insure billet that had food for thought, water, electricity, motion picture, accelerator pedal, popcorn, and he was n't an prick ! He patched me up and kept me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first time a little while later on that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the Night before getting me some medication, and he was now training the young woman in shooting attainment so they could all drink down zombies.

So here 's the scene : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a Lone-Star State emphasis ! Not real warm, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got jeans on and some form of army perspirer on, and military-looking boot. His air, his deportment, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can enjoin you that ! His handsome cheek appeared turnover about something, and yet he was thoroughgoing sugariness and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a fingerbreadth around my ear, pushing my fuzz off my face and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the next distich of days, while I 'm recovering, stories start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the girls, and he 's got a big fucking cock. So let 's review. Big putz, handsome guy, tall, Lone-Star State accent, has his diddley together, kills zombie spirit without batting an eye, saves damosel in severe distress, care musical theater and retro rock, is apparently good at pleasing the noblewoman, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 secure things to one not-so-great thing. Fortunately, I 've had a lifespan long love affair with my onetime Sam, so that one thing is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally mind over blackguard, prime clock time in dear with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was convert him that I was so much better than the 8 hot sister already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an injured virgin like myself !

Things went along for a time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really desire to look at me at multiplication. Now, I do n't want to appear like all stuck up and shit, but I 'm reasonably tinker's dam cute. I was thinking it was maybe my bosom. Guys are so unearthly. They seem to like dope, but if you 've got over-sized I like I do, they just make fun of you or get all pudden-head or, I do n't love what. I know there 's guys who think that 'more than a handful is a wastefulness', and then there 's cat who just have it away massive tits. How do I roll in the hay this while remaining a virgin ? dim-witted ! I watch a lot of smut and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few detail of their alone time together. I knew she was smitten ( her word, not mine ) but she also knew it was just variety of a fling ; Michael did n't seem to want to get too attached at this point. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guys, I would n't just locate down with one and tell the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. belatedly at night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could hear mom giving herself an climax. Squishy sounds in a small room, can only be one affair, ya fuck ? Sometimes she would whisper his name. Then she 'd fall asleep. Of course, that got me very horny so then I 'd have to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingers in my puss and spread my orgasm around my stiff mamilla. Then, I lick them clean. I think it 's very sexy. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a small twist. After I swallow down my juices, I like to just hug my breast to my nerve, like gentle warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my nipples more, but usually they just console me. virtually Nox I drift off to sleep that way.

I figured the one matter I could do to get Michaels'care was to turn a world-champion zombie slayer. And so when my back healed I worked very hard and listened to everything he said and I got fucking good at it ! Erin is a practiced shooter than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the outdo of all the missy. My instrument are, a Gerber mini-machete and a long painters pole. On the pole, we worked up a spike with kind of a `` Tee '' on it. The motion is, I use the celestial pole to try and knock down the Zed, then hack on his fucking brain with the matchet. If he 's really big and I ca n't knock him down, the pole at least stay fresh his arms off me while I hack them before I get to his dullard head.

I used to be kind of like a girly-girl, not very athletic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy concerns outside my minuscule traffic circle of champion. In curt, I was a narrow taunting. But hey, we can all exchange !

Now, I feel naked if I do n't have my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel nervous if I do n't also have my perch and my AR strapped on or within arm 's reach. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't mind saying it. I was just starting to enter the world, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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Okay I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to pen about my first intimate experience with another person, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's right, it 's his story and I 'm only a client author. Still, I just stood up and farted in his general direction, just to learn him a lesson.

So where were we ... Ah yes ! The Dance ! I did n't go to my promenade because Chris got the flu, so I always felt bad about missing that. And missing the after-prom activities ! But Chris was too shy and did n't screw what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Good Shepherd Christ you mass need to calm down.

So, Michael made us a light but fantastic dinner. Obviously, he did n't want us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the drink, for indisputable. He was so sort, and sweet, and staring into my eyes, when he asked me to trip the light fantastic toe I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our eubstance touched. He traced the mark on my back from my neck opening down to my lower back. It was sexy, not egregious, and it just reminded me that this heroic man saved my biography on several social occasion now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could feel picayune stirrings in my pussy during dinner, but dear lord I was on ardour when we started dancing ! His strong weapon wrapped around me, his manfully perfume enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely convey me over. As he held me crocked, my breasts crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could sense something on his right leg. Something severe. I 'm sure it was his cock, but I thought it was in the middle between his pegleg, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a second, babe. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his handwriting down his own pants. `` All beneficial now. ``

I was n't sure what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of pornos, the cocks were usually just hard ; I did n't know how prospicient it took to go from soft to severely. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This time, I could find all of his rigourousness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that hard. Holy poop ! My nipples were hard, I can tell you that, and my pussy seemed to be on fire, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The ill at ease, mis-proportioned girl ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his cheek, then he turned and he met me with his sass. Our tongues danced and prison term seemed to stand still. adjacent thing I know both his paw are on my ass cheek, and he 's pressing his hard cock into my tummy. I moved a little sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a rough-cut loose woman. But I did n't care, it felt so honorable !

We kissed for respective minutes, lost in each others lips. His manpower felt so good on my fanny, squeezing hard, almost too hard but it not quite. My hands eventually drifted down his position, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare skin for the outset time. He did n't sustain an ounce of fat on him. I ran my paw up the front of his chest, feeling the contour line of his intemperate stomach and then the fashion plate of his backbreaking pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice breast, mister. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, niggling gentlewoman ! '' he responded. `` I do n't think you understand how honorable you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his arms like I was just a musical composition of paper ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' Wait, '' he said in surprisal. `` You do n't even know what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' Well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, grim sweetheart. I was going to ask if you 'd help me wash the Jeep ? ``

'' for sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, muddied oral cavity. But this was n't the meter for nicety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the jeep can wait until tomorrow. '' He started towards his way, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too threadbare and worn out. Virgin busting is laborious work, or so I hear. ``

He just smiled and set me down gently after we entered his room. He arranged the air mattress and turned on a soft light, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a nude man before ? In somebody, I mean ? ``

I shook my head, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my mind, yes.

'' O.K., stay there, I 'll peel for you. ``

He unbuttoned his retentive sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest of drawers. I could scarcely breathe. He threw the shirt on the storey. Kicked off his skid, then pulled his socks off.

'' Last chance ! '' he said as he stood there with his manus on the fly of his denim. `` You can still bet on out ! ``

In a slightly trembling voice, I answered. `` I might just pop you where you stand if you stop now. ``

He laughed, but I think he saw I was n't kidding.

Turning his backbone towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his bloomers, slowly, slowly exposing the crack of his nates face. His ass was perfect. As he removed the pants completely, I marveled at how the sinew in his ramification and march flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his arms outstretched a piffling and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the face was a three-foot monster cock.

well, I was a virgin, remember ? It seemed like it was three infantry long. He told me later it 's about 8 column inch. All I know is that it was far bigger than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to death of this matter, and wanting to devour it with my mouth and pussy.

Lust won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my knees when I got there. I just breathed in his scent for a few present moment, potent, musky. My handwriting on his second joint, I knew from the pornos what I was supposed to do, but doing it for real is a unlike floor. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's gracious. ``

I began to relieve oneself out with his prick, and my flop hand came over to fascinate it. Jesus ! The skin is so soft, but underneath is so heavily ! How is this possible ? And the skin moves around on the outside a trivial, fascinating ...

Gathering up my braveness, I opened my mouth and covered his whole tip with my mouth. goodness god, my mouth was open almost as much as it could, and I only had about an inch inside ! How do those missy deep throat like in the pic ? But it felt so chill, so good, and then I had a salty gustatory modality in my mouth. I pulled back and I could see this juice ooze from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricator. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can sample it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some women seem to detest the taste of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer beloved it, though. I hoped I would like it.

After a mates minutes, Michael helped me indorse up to standing.

'' Baby, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this dress ? ``

He turned me around and undid the little clutches in the back. After stepping out of my garb, he slid my underwear off. The moment of truth was coming, he was going to see my outsized boob in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy shucks ! '' Michael exclaimed when he turned me around.

'' Am I, '' I stammered. `` Am I ... okay ? ``

Michael held me and kissed me.

'' You 're the most gorgeous, perfect adult female I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me surd again.

After a few mo, I broke the kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to come out oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm sure there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a sequence of upshot. And I want to do them all at some point. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't believe I was all tongue-tie. Usually they ca n't shut out me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to kiss more ? Just recite me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just bound off all the foreplay and get to the piece of ass ? I 'm really quick now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively broadcast unresolved. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weight on his arms. I could feel his cock bumping around down there, I opened my legs as panoptic as I could. He reached down to position his putz, and suddenly it was there at my entryway. He rubbed it up and down my slit a few times, coating his prick with my succus. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` Fuck me. ``

His cock inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never experience imagined. He pressed his tough rooster further into me, pulling it back out a little and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was goose egg like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me further than I thought potential. I could n't suspire for a moment.

'' That, my dear, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a second, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should have done more than of that arousal, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His lingua circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some pressure, ahh that 's practiced, gave me a trivial breathing room.

'' Bring your tits up, '' he told me. He was resting on his mitt so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my position, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my typeface, my nipples pointing right at him. He bent his headway down and kissed my odd nipple, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning bolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my nipple to my twat. His warm rima oris engulfed my unvoiced nipple and he sucked it inside his mouth. As the sparks continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the other one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my nipples were almost touching each other, he tongued both of them frantically, first one and then the former. My twat felt like it was on flaming ! Suddenly, the slight aching down there was gone, replaced by a warm, sensational feeling.

Michael pulled his cock most of the way out. I was about to resist when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Redeemer Christ, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my bosom so I could snap up his ass and draw in him into me. God it felt so sleep together thoroughly. I 've masturbated a few thousand times but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his whole weight on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in gross ascendency of me, I could n't move anything except my renal pelvis, up and down to gather his strokes. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his putz impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God darn I loved it.

Each stroke he ground into my clit. Each stroking I moaned or grunted or made some kind of guttural, primal noise. My slit was stretched to it 's terminal point, but I did n't need him to end, no have it off way. At some point he reached for and found my left tit. He molested it with his script so a great deal that I cried out.

'' Sorry baby ! '' he panted.

'' Pull on it harder goddamit ! '' I cried.

He pressed harder into my tit and pulled and yanked on it, then he brought it up to our faces so we could both see my nipple. Looking into my optic, he encircled my set mamilla, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it find better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my pap, then drew it in my mouth and gently sucked it. I do this all the time, but I always thought it was a little weird to suck on your own body parts. I did n't think anyone else would reckon it was ok.

He told me to sustain onto that one while he brought my other tit up. I sucked on my leftfield while he sucked on my right. His fuck had slowed, but he was doing these long, powerful strokes now, slamming into my consistence. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded tits, kissing in between.

'' grasp them, child ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his hands and started REALLY fucking me fast and hard. I pinched and squeezed my mammilla and pap as unspoilt I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the place as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his velocity, I felt that tremendous sensation developing in my pussy. My orgasm, it 's nearby. It 's on it 's way, it 's building up.

'' Michael, '' I panted. `` I 'm going to, I 'm going to cum soon. ``

From then on it was a bit of a blur. Michael told me later I just panted the Holy Writ 'Fuck'about a thousand meter, with the occasional 'Fuck me pop'thrown in just for fun. As my orgasm neared, I arched my backbone and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my orgasm exploded throughout my soundbox. As my cunt trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this long, stretched out orgasm that I had never even dreamed of before. I could n't breathe, I could n't talk, I could n't move, I was just a bunch of raw pleasure brass reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful hammer. wave of cum spasms involuntarily wracked my body. I remember hearing a char groaning and moaning, only to realize it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both mitt and lifted my snatch up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his heart finger's breadth right up my asshole. It felt fantastic. From watching pornos, anal sex always looked interesting, but also very scary and something I could never picture myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't seem all that far-fetched.

With a cry of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this fantastic hot look in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippy than before. His tool trembled many prison term, and I clenched hard compensate back at him, squeezing as tight as I could. Yes I was a virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my hero, my substitute papa, had fucked me and cum in my snatch. I was happy beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his peel covered in a wakeful sweat. His iron prick seemed to possess shrunk a little, or else I was so stretched, I could n't assure. He kissed me a little, stroked my brass with his fingers, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' Baby, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to wrap off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.

'' involve me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his backrest and brought me with him, still with his decreasing stopcock inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No honey, thank you ! You are awe-inspiring and this was fantastic and holy son of a bitch I ca n't believe it ... ''

'' It was good, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was antic for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Deliverer ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guy cable out. ``

Oh yeah, good idea. He probably should n't feature cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a torrent of white cum poured out of me onto him, covering his cock, balls, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! goodness god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't worry, I 'll strip it up. ``

With only a piffling hesitation, I licked up the first gear gob of cum I found on his second joint. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't like it ? The low gear taste was okay, salty, thick, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also taste pussy juice, how nooky cool is that ! Our juice were mixed together ! And, it was alright. In fact, it was unspoiled. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his Milk River dish, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard cock, he showed me how to grapple it at the bottom and pushing towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal tube. Mmmmm, more cum right hand from the tap. When I got to his globe, he warned me to be slow. Balls are so weird, so medium, and ... ugly ... but in a cool way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the haircloth and gave me a little tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to have been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both thirsty, and even a little thirsty. I put on his dress shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the buttons just to restrain it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his room towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guys ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her minuscule kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too curt for her and did n't address up a good deal on top, either. Her nerve looked a little flushed, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a s ! '' she said as she grabbed some cookies from a package. She glanced at Michael, who stood there thoroughgoing naked with a gleaming half-hard cock, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that little tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few days ago, had kind of given him up so that I could be with him. The solely aliveness stud within who knows how many land mile, and who can make out like a champion, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her severe. I cried a little, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was terrific. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you have us a duo minute ? I 'll lend back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his way. I watched his ass work as he walked.

'' Honey ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. Tears of joy and felicity, but she did n't have sex that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't have to give him up, for me. I mean, he 's grand ! I could never do that, not in a million years ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh honey, I just wanted you to take in a shot at some happiness. With things the way they are, who knows what 's going to happen today, tomorrow, following week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're happy, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hair, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so easy and Mommy-like, it was prissy to view as on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my fucking God yes. You would n't believe how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would believe how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a lilliputian bit about aphrodisiacal thing and Michael, and then I asked her something that was bothering me.

'' So Mom. Uh. Anal sex. I um, I want to do it. Tonight. I want to yield him everything. But, how do you, um, get ready ? I mean we do n't have any Astroglide like you use at home ... ''

'' What do you signify ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a trivial slut ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty good spank.

'' Well, the Truth is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' Well, dearie. I 'm a piffling sr., and when cleaning woman get older they do n't always lube as a good deal as they used to. I 'm surely, for you, that your pussy juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got decent pussy juice ! ``

'' Just snatch juice ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no doctors, you know. '' The truth was, I really wanted to get butt fucked but I was scared to death of Michael 's big cock in there. But I knew some of the other girls took him, so I had to be at least as good as they were at it.
'' Well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for heaven 's interest. run up against the counter. Goddamn kids these solar day I swear to God, ca n't calculate anything out. Go on, open your legs, yes like that. ``

Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.

'' Mom ! '' I gasped.

She easily slipped two finger inside me as far as they would go, then she finger's breadth fucked me for about xxx indorsement or so. I could feel my arousal building, and I could find my succus starting to feed again.

'' See ? So you get your digit as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her fingers and then chafe my asshole, depositing my succus on it. She repeated that again, only this fourth dimension she pressed a single finger inside my ass a small bit.

'' okay so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow up. I mean, He has to go tiresome. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my butt. It felt wonderful. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass cheeks. `` He should also use some spit, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spittle onto my SOB. Her finger continued to fuck my butt as her early manus rubbed my pussy. Then she pulled her finger's breadth out my posterior, but instantly I could find TWO fingers pressing against my back entrance. Oh shit !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan Pipeline had just entered me, when in fact two fingerbreadth were n't even half as long or half as extensive as Michael 's cock. I do n't be intimate how this is going to put to work. I 'll never be able to fit his cock back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my head teacher, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to finger fuck both of my holes as if null was out of the ordinary.

'' Well, in her eonian quest to please you, this picayune gentlewoman wants to prepare herself for an anal fucking from you. Knowing how big your cock is, I figured I better get her ready, somewhat, at least. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my titty as it hung down. His previously limpish shaft was now at full attending again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I aid with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to differentiate her that a clapper is good to help out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his principal to one face and thinking for a moment. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much Thomas More experience getting butt-fucked than I do. Show me how it should be done. ``

With assume disgust, Mom withdrew her fingers from my ass and proceeded to bend down and flora her font between my face. I jumped just a bit as her hot tongue probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand days did I think my mom would one day be licking my bastard, or that I would desire her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to massage my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, stay fresh going. you 're doing swell. Lick Lorrie 's bastard like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could feel pussy juice running down my leg. `` Guys ! '' I said. `` I ca n't resist here like this much foresighted. ``

We moved to Michael 's bedroom.

'' I think, '' Michael was saying as he took off my/his shirt. `` We should lay her on her back, that way her pussy succus will just flow into her butt. Gayle, you work her kitty-cat and I 'll work on these breast. We will get you juicy, do n't concern, babe. ``

True to his word, Michael started working very hard on my right tit. squeeze, kneading, mashing, kissing, licking, all variety of at once.

Mom put two fingers back up inside my pussy and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juices. Her thumb rubbed on my clit. together with the spark coming from my nipples, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very warm and gentle touched my clit. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that matter on my clit, it had to be a tongue. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my pussy, my twat. She thrust three or four fingerbreadth, or maybe her whole hand inside my twat as she licked my lip and clit, now finger fucking me fast and hard.

Michael decided that this was the prison term he should slap my nipple. 'Increases the line rate of flow', he said. As he gripped my tit where the skin rose from my chest, the end of my tit and the pap were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at first, but each one got a slight harder, made a little more noise.

Mom pulled out her mitt from my slit, and forced it against my now soaked butt hole. Her finger's breadth went in a little, then she pulled them back.

Each metre Mom rammed her finger's breadth into my butt end, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to thrash my pussy and they both assaulted my tits and ass, I came in about two minutes.

Pussy juice flowed out of me, I could find it running out of my puss and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's set up, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my peg. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvis stick up in the air somewhat. He positioned himself at my backdoor.

'' Wait ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's putz, slobbering all over it.

'' okey, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His stopcock head pressed into my ass, and I felt it variety of 'plop'into me as his mushroom head gained access. I stiffened from the sensation. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' wanton please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to take him inside me. He must fuck my ass. All the other girlfriend are doing it. And if they are n't, well too bad. I need to be the one giving him what he needs.

Mom bent down to my face and told me to make relaxed, it will be delicately. Then she kissed me for a second on the lips, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my puss and forced her way in so she could thrash my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's tongue on my button while Michael slowly fucked my ass fiddling by little. Going deeper. Into the bad place. With my Mom licking my snatch. Are you kidding me ? My mind was spinning in circles as crazy thoughts went through my capitulum. Mom 's licking my cunt ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't scare me. In fact I want to. And I want to blow her teat, and for her to suck mine, and I want everyone to suck my tits. And I want 20 guys to stick out in a band around me and jerk off on me and address me in cum, and Mom can drub it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT FUCK ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inches inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Jesus Jesus Christ I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her forefront bashed a little, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered lips. God, I taste thoroughly. I thought. I 'm such a slut, I also thought. Mom reached back down and finger fucked me in metre with Michael 's slash. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in heat. Speaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you break off for a endorsement. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, jazz me doggy style. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely empty feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a bit, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' infant, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal input for this. Tell you what, I 'll lay down on my back, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your header down there. This way I can lick your snatch while he fucks your ass. You 'll be mulct this way. ``

Okay Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her straits as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot tongue inside my pussy lips and on my clit as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be exquisitely. ``

Michael worked his way in between my legs and Mom 's shoulder and arms, and got set again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a min or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's prick, I just know that I was feeling a niggling lonely just sitting here on all fours with nothing to do. Suddenly, Mom 's sass was back on my cunt and Michael 's cock was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my fucking god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your back ! His stopcock slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so full, so filled up, so pure. With Mom licking my puss and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an ecstatic nation. My arms and legs lost control, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my cunt hard into Mom 's face. I do n't know how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My boldness landed right in Mom 's bare snatch. Her intoxicating odour wafted in my olfactory organ, her juicy lips covered my impertinence. Without any prior history of touching a girl, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her lips, sucked her clit, buried my grimace between her folds, smearing her juices all over my face. I ate my Mom 's pussycat with consummate abandon.

Somewhere in the middle of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yelp and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my other boldness even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop ? '' He teased.

I turned to attend at him. All sweaty from capitulum to toe, his muscles gleaming in the light, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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okeh, enough is decent. Lorrie, you write like a daughter. Too a good deal of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a brace of master lesbians. Lorrie 's ass was so tight, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of course, but you could see a little, well it was fucking awesome. This was in force than any daydreaming I could suffer concocted.

I thought the only thing to spend a penny this better was a little ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my little room, and each smacking was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to look at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's cunt succus, her hairsbreadth stringy with fret, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to stare into my eye, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her caput jerked but she held my gaze, until finally she slumped back down on top of Mommy like a rag doll.

I fucked her concentrated for a few more apoplexy, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In indorsement, I came too. With a Erinyes, my cock trembled and shook and I emptied my raging sperm late inside my sister girl 's ass. Wave after waving, guesswork after blastoff, I finally finished cumming after almost a minute. My cock was physically tire, I could find it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscle after running a hanker way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a skillful surprise.

From her gaping motherfucker, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting mouth. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her mouth closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her rear. Then Gayle bent down and, with her manpower, opened Lorrie 's mouth. Gayle slowly opened her own mouth, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her sass into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum glob for a few second before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a long time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, absolutely spent. My cock lay there like a bushed soldier, or more like a complaining soldier. 'No Sir Thomas More, let me rest !'it seemed to say. Hey little buddy, it was worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

Time drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their warm boobs against me and draping their pegleg over parts of me. I mentioned piddle again, because I never got any the first time. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two methamphetamine hydrochloride for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. 3 can be hard sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt tactual sensation. Mix in some Mother/Daughter stuff, and I did n't have it away WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three clock time honey, thanks for asking. I 'm good. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to osculate her mom on the lips, dragging a big fucking tit right wing in my look. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm O.K.. Tired, but a in force tired. I ca n't consider what we did, what I did. Thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the greatest night of my life. ``

They both squeezed me tight. We drifted off to slumber, each tired and slaked and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the wireless blared. `` Michael ! assistant ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my warm sleep with my two babes, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a hundred zombies at to the lowest degree ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! attend on ! ``

The miss were already moving. `` full moon power train, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the Jeep ! ''

Sounded like the motherfucker was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm protectors, shin sentry duty, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to main street, weapons hot and ready to go. In spite of the danger, there were a few smirky looking passed back and forth, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to engagement, but the blooming sure was fun net night ! ``

I rounded the nook a few one hundred yard from hardware store, where everybody was holed up. zombi crowded around the battlefront door. Yeah, at least a c. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't want to just shoot them. Then they 'll pullulate us. This is like some variety of red cent herd.

We had checked on the tuner. Our multitude were trapped, but not in immediate danger. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding strong. Erin had climbed out the window onto the facade roof.

right by us, next to Mountain Realty, was Jim 's Fix It shop class. I looked in the window and saw a clustering of tools and give out TVs and other shit. And wire. Spools of wire. I can do something with this ! The Dynamic Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the store and got the spools. Zed was interfering making noise down the street, they did n't hear me.

'' outcry Erin, tell her to keep it up, keep their attention. ``

I had Gayle private road us closer, about 75 yards from the nearest Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my last mag. I 'll just roll at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, sooner would be sound ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, engine idle, ready to roll. I mean, worse came to worst, we could just push back into a few of them, then ram around townsfolk as they followed us. open them out some so we could engage them a few at a time. But I wanted to try this cable matter first.

I undid some telegram and wrapped it around the penny-pinching streetlight. With pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a human foot off the ground. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a streetlight on that side, also about a pes off the basis and as close as I could make it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the adjacent street lamp about hundred feet away, and tied another piece of wire across the street about a foot high. Did that four more times.We checked around, no ezed had snuck up behind us from the briny route. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the Jeep 's horn.

Instantly, about half the streetwalkers turned to search at us. tout the car horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' lady, be quick if this does n't mold. '' I was pretty scared, actually. If this did n't work, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't know if we could hold off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The first Zachs got to the wire, Foomp ! Down they went ! The Tripwire was working ! They just kept falling over each other ! Dumbasses ! As they spread out in the confusion, a few went outside the rod and the conducting wire, but then those guys zeroed in on us in the middle of the street and hit the adjacent wire. Down went those guys !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. symmetricalness and coordination are not his affair. Depending on their condition, it can take 30 secondment, a minute, even more for them to get just again. Those that did, fell down on the next wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick antics. After a couple arcminute, with still a dyad wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to foregather them. We had our AR-15s slung on our backs, I had my spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her recollective poker stick.

'' I got the foremost one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this dead guys headway. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's stay close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't want to get surrounded. But it was n't too probably. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the imperativeness reduced on our people in the edifice ; they staged a homicidal jailbreak and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his dead question, making sure he was re-dead.
wellspring, the smell was fucking atrocious. And now we had 147 abruptly guy in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The son, Wyatt and Daniel Morgan, looked a niggling sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music terminal night. You know, just having a piddling party. It was pretty late, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. Next matter we know a few of these guy wire started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the first light ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this cockcrow, they crashed through the methamphetamine hydrochloride threshold, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a room, all we had was my pistol, radiocommunication, and my six magazines. ``

'' What did you use to fail out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the article of furniture, got some ripe boards. Erin shot the kickoff few, then we beat the rest down until we could get our weapons. ``

I was kind of pissed at them for getting themselves into hassle. But I was also pretty impressed. They did n't panic, they improvised, they overcame, they fought hard, they killed Zed.

We figured there must have been a herd departure by on the main road. They heard the music and decided to get along take a face. I read about the herds a few sidereal day ago. When Zed has no stimulus, he just kind of stands there. Then a skirt fly ball by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of sight. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a aim. He does n't require to miss out on the activeness so he follows him. Zena sees two of her friends charging ahead and says yeah baby, I 'm with ya ! succeeding affair you know, 147 utter shitheads are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't stop over now !

Well the Tripwire worked, got ta do Sir Thomas More of that. We got ta get our defense up. We ca n't just have these guy storming our town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the rest of the day cleaning up. The former remaining townsfolk came out to serve, too. Picking up absolutely izzard is hard piece of work. We dragged them all about a poop mile down main street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the hauling and dragging, word got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that mammy Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some scathe touch, too. Some of the girls were thinking I was off the grocery store and were jealous.

We broke for luncheon. As we munched down Dennison 's chili, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a little hurt, after all, Erin helped coif this unanimous thing ! Now she seemed a piffling pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really have any rules right now. Except for the Patsy rule, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to leave. But, well, normal beau monde has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty exempt right now. I mean, yeah, we have thing to do, but we can also do what we want. To some extent, anyway.

'' So, yeah, I love Lorrie. And I love Gayle. And Erin. And Kaitlyn, Payton, Tina, Lizzy, Kristin. I love all of you. Morgan and Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the erotic love stage yet. '' They made rummy gesture of wiping their brows in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, chill out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

People seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said early on, I needed to watch my footfall with these girls, or they may all call on on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to shape. `` Nice spoken communication. ``

'' Yeah right hand, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the girls ? It 's okay. I just want to cognize. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the real mankind, you would be my numeral daughter of all clock time. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are unmanageable clock time and we ca n't afford to ingest everyone pissed at each other right now ... ''

I grabbed a pair of dead animal foot, Lorrie grabbed his hands. We swung him up into a steering wheel barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your balls. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to have more than sex with you. A lot to a greater extent. I am in love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to work out an arrangement here. I 'll call up about it. ``

Okay, I thought, consider on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry. I 'd suck your cock right now, except it
probably has zombie guck on it ! ``

'' Hey baby, I never got to clobber you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't want to misplace you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an musical theme for tonight, though, Big Daddy. You might like it. ``

She was correctly, I did care it.

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Chapter 14 - grouping Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my people together.

'' Hey bozo, safe work today. Let 's get cleaned up for an betimes dinner up at the theater. Then I want to deliver a strategy session, we got ta do something so this does n't hap again. '' We piled into the truck and headed up the hill to my shack.

After we all got clean and shiny, we had a Nice meal of canned spaghetti and meatballs, dark-green beans, and pears. Ok, so it was n't all that nice. But it filled us up and did n't take yearn to wee, so that was unspoiled enough.

'' Ok folks, '' I began. `` We need a wall. I propose we start with the cars in town. There 's ... what, a couplet hundred star sign here, and only about 15 busy. Let 's exact the gondola from the relief of them, line them nose to dog alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our short valley to the other end. That way, the zombies will probably light into the ditch, and we can help with that too, and then they wo n't be able-bodied to climb the ditch because machine will be there on the top edge. We 'll lead an opening night, and use a big truck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta drain all fluids from the cars and save them in barrels. take on out the batteries, ignition wires and stuff, anything utilitarian. That should remove several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that slight welding shop down Dixieland, see if that guy is alive and help him out. We need him. When we went past him cobbler's last prison term, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big plan is to work up the 'Sanchez Pit of Death'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the credit entry, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll postulate to go about 40 miles north and see what 's up with the truck stop there before somebody else gets to it. Trucks mean stuff, hopefully food for thought, and god knows what else. truck also mean shipping containers. We need those to build Allium tricoccum for the Sanchez Pit. And we can use discharge trailers to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couple hours, working out the details of the car rampart. That was the most important thing. We did n't feel like leaving the town without having it be secure so that when we returned the town would not be replete of zombie. We also assigned the great unwashed to specific jobs. Gayle and Lorrie would pass at least 2 hours a day learning herbal medicine and ex doctoring. Erin would become our armory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could wield ours in tip-top contour. Tina and Payton were to become farm specialist so that do spring we would be ready. The yoke of Masters and Johnsons would work on fortifying the bulwark, building watchtowers, and any other physical surety matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some crapulence. It was good to slow down, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a couple More hr, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big announcement we had agreed on.

'' I have a big announcement ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a pornography on the support room TV ! ``

about people laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm serious ! I 'm going to my way for 15 mo for some lowest minute cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch out some dirty movies.

'' Anybody is receive to fall in. If you do n't desire to, that 's fine, no worries. Maybe just appease in your elbow room, or you guys can go back down into town to your stock. Again, no harm, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get fix to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my room, you could learn a pin drop.

I turned on my melody box so I would n't hear any conversations or bitching or moaning or watchword. Then I proceeded to sweep my tooth, do some final cleaning and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a picture was rugged. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old schooltime. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a pair of effort gasp commando fashion, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the picture show, nobody 's here. Really ? cipher ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll view it anyway. I started searching through the host to get the motion picture up. Just as I got it going, I heard a daughter 's voice shout out from the back :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... March ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the cadence. Erin, the Little Tiger, is the squad loss leader. She called out as they marched out, individual file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the shipboard soldier !

Out came the distressing looking squad I ever saw. Also, the sexiest. Erin called out the cadence cry and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no horse sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sense in lookin down )
Ai n't no snake god on the ground ! ( Ai n't no zombie spirit on the priming ! )
Killin snake god all day long ! ( Killin Zombies all day long ! )
Gon na establish me big and strong ! ( Gon na urinate me big and stiff ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Am I, killing warm ? ( You 're Right ! )
Sound off ! ( 1,2 ! )
strait off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to preserve a straight face. This was so cool !

The troop was now arrayed in front of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All troops nowadays and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, serjeant-at-law ! Was there, uh, a problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' provision issue sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a overnice camouflage baseball hat, and one of my camouflage shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the front. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her endearing piddling boobs.

'' Dress that job, Sergeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a nice hug on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandanna wrapped around her head, a nice Andrew Dickson White push-up bra which accentuated her substantial knocker, and combat boots.

'' trouser, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that smell ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' well, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the next girl, Lorrie, who had on a camo T-shirt. That was it. And the tee shirt looked like it was having a hard clock time as it had a few strategic rent in it. Lorrie looked at me and smiled.

'' Soldier ! '' I mock-yelled. `` Are you eye-balling me ? ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' You ca n't do that ! ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' cliff down and hand me twenty ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 sucking ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my sweats, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard cock completely in her mouth. She got a few virgule in before it got too big for her. By the time she got to 20, I was at full attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your fib ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a black G-string and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a string around her neck, resting comfortably between her luscious boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't induce a taradiddle ? ``

'' Drop and hold me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not actual imaginative, not a big verbaliser. But she 's a grueling worker and she fucks like a racehorse. Savior, I thought. And a good cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the squad called out in unison.

'' book binding in business, individual ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and Wyatt were handcuffed together. Wyat had on pants, which was practiced. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' Fair enough. prisoner Sir Thomas Wyatt, drop and give me ... no wait, give way her 20 ! ``

James Wyatt eagerly lapped up at his bride-to-be 's pussy. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to bet ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Sir Thomas Wyat got up, his lips and Kuki glistening.

'' nanny ! '' I said to the next somebody, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hair. She also had a two-inch encompassing bandage wrapped around her chest at the nipple line. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' dance step Forward ! '' Nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look healthy, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just have this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my initiative aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' Bend forward ! '' I commanded. `` Stop ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, naked ass, 10 times. Not that arduous, but her cheeks got a little pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I feature another ? ``

Well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be esurient, Nurse ! ``

I moved down the line to Kristin and Morgan. She had a dog collar around her cervix, with a Chain held by Morgan. Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very modest in her long arm army T-shirt.

'' Let me venture ... Another captive ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him cerebrate, Sir ! ``

'' That 's what I thought. Better give him 20, though. Now ! ``

She eagerly ate his cock up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the grouping called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. closure. bang it off ! '' I yanked on her chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a lucky sumbitch, Henry Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had makeup on, and was fully dressed in a sexy way ; nice blanched blouse, wet black bird, blackamoor fishnet, high bounder. red cent if she was n't the aphrodisiacal one here. Well, excepting my Lorrie, of course ! She was also the entirely one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' common soldier Tina ! You look ... exceptional. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious Objector ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class hooker, Sir ! I want to get screw ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did most everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at ease. Troops, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. leisure time starts in 5 minutes. Those who want to be useful will wee me a drink. serjeant-at-law, dismiss the squad. ``

'' Squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premises at 0800 tomorrow for work point ! Consume accordingly. Any skulker will be shot ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the couch as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my effort and sat on the couch. I was glad I took those 15 moment earlier to make clean up, had myself all skillful and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV remote control when Lorrie came up with a couple of drinks.

'' wimble ? '' she asked.

'' My ducky, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat next to me. kind of. She was more like sitting on me. Her firm tits pressed into my arm and chest. I took about 4 gulping of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with drinks and everyone mingled for a few minutes. Nobody really knew what to do yet, how to get thing started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's idea, and we were n't coming through. I downed the rest of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to business ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the couch, then I slid down onto the storey. Spreading her pegleg, I began to figure out and kiss my way up her genu, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and mom Gayle sat on the couch next to Lorrie. It was kind of funny. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these female child. Many had lost their family unit, had seen death close up, were n't certainly about the future, all that. So Gayle spent many a night hugging one of the girls as we watched a show on the tube.

So, this was n't any different, except now mummy Gayle was completely naked and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at Momma 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thighs as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my prize. Lorrie 's hand naturally went to her tits, she massaged them lazily through her T-shirt. I could smell out felicitous picayune olfactory property stirring in straw man of me.

Suddenly, my back was covered in warmth, Kaitlyn laid her soft boobs on my back. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my stopcock and clod. Oh god, that 's dainty. Always nice to own someone lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my lips across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my knife caressed her clean-shaven outer areas. God I was in Eden, and I wanted this to be good for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my hands, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to captivate her eye. But they were closed in ecstasy. I felt her heat on my tongue as I continued to search her outside. As I passed over her opening, the heat intensified. I pressed my lingua down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot woman lava covered my lingua in terrific flavors.

I swallowed some of her juice down, mmm heaven. I looked up at her again, she was looking down lazily at me, almost like she was dreaming. She leaned forward an pulled off her t-shirt, thank god. I needed to see those titmouse ! My left hand went up to compact them while I licked my thumb and index to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her puss and circled around her button with my tongue as my right handwriting began to tease her pussycat and ass with my fingers. Her juices quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my tongue lightly on her clit, feeling the hard picayune nub under me. I sped up a little and added some insistency, varying my route as I tongue lashed her integral puss. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

person tapped me on the shoulder joint. I turned my head.

'' My bout ! '' Erin exclaimed.

'' Um ... '' I struggled. `` Not just yet. I need to do this, ok Little Tiger ? '' I kissed her on her sassing, and she licked and sucked me clean and jerk of Lorrie 's accumulated juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's bosom. I dove back in and spit fucked her pussy. rachis and forth with my rigid lingua inside her steaming hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a couple minute of that, I slid a fingerbreadth up inside her as I worked my sass up towards her rock surd minuscule clit. First, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some good pressure. The I gave it a few glancing licks, drawing groan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my tongue firmly against her clit.

For the next ... I do n't get laid how many second ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clit. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that whole area into my mouth. I struggled to keep up with her period of secretions, swallowing as well I could, but I really did n't desire to let her go. I slipped Sir Thomas More finger inside her hot hole, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her hard while continuing to molest her clit. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my school principal between her thighs, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed damn slaying as her orgasm ripped through her cunt and scatter throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me cease after about a minute.

'' daddy ! '' she gasped, barely able to breathe. `` I ca n't ... Daddy I ca n't take it anymore ... dad ... ''

Haha ! No lie with way. I held on and continued to clobber and go down on her clit. Lorrie 's coming continued, rising and falling with my speed and pressing, balancing on the edge of the falls, and then plummeting over the boundary. Only to be on another edge, and going over that falls, too.

After a brace min of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the last 15 instant, I had no musical theme what was going on. I gathered that people were doing some aphrodisiac things, but they had all stopped in the last 5 minutes due to the sum of noise Lorrie made ! They gave me a nice rung of applause as I rose from between her branch. I waved to the crowd, tipped my imaginary hat, then fell into the arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, long and deep, her knife totally engaged with mine. I felt unspoiled to rest a little, my jaw was a bit tired !

I sat back on the frame and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my rigid cock in both hands and began stroking me. Her blondish hair blocked my panorama, but I could feel her hot sass finalise onto my cock as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on Lorries lovely, fixed mammilla. These babies were huge rightfulness now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a problem ! Tina impaled her pissed twat with my cock, at last, and finally I had fucked all the women here !

Looking around, Momma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her titmouse while Kaitlyn licked her smooth cunt. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the superior son, while her sister Kristin and Lorrie looked on with serious lust in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending push button flying and her tits bouncing. Her perky niggling girls were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my prick. Her soused cunt clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her yearn sexual climax, I guess a cock in her pussy and in her ass felt pretty estimable ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's face, surprising everyone with the amount of succus emanating from within.

Morgan pulled his cock from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' Next ! '' he called out with his and his comrade 's knockout cock at full attention.

Kristin shook her head word. I guess the ass was n't her matter. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boys positioned her over Wyatt 's stopcock, and then Henry Morgan moved up to fuck her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous boob in my boldness. I sucked them for a dyad minutes, then got up and mounted her from behind. Her pussy accepted my big prick, no questions asked. Not quite as compressed as a teenage girl, she still felt fabulous. I gave her a serious fucking, slamming her into the sofa. Payton rested her aspect on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean of all those succus. I rammed my shaft back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in go from her double-fucking. I do n't know how those lord boys were holding off and not cumming, but good for them !

'' Anyone else ? '' asked Morgan.

Lorrie looked at me shyly, pleadingly.

'' Go get 'em, sweetheart ! '' I said.


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Chapter 15. Lorrie 's Story, Part II
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Morgan laid on his back with his cock standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hired man and helped me broken myself onto Morgan 's cock. Wyatt stood by with his prick standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his buddy 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No kissing, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can sleep with and go down on, but no snuggling. sure as shooting, I 'm down !

Somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in Town. finger probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something Brobdingnagian pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyatt ! I gritted my teeth as he entered my fag. Jesus Christ Christ ! No discreetness, like Michael, he just forced his way in. Thank god for the lubricant.

'' FU-U-U-CK ! ! ! '' I hollered. I was double-fucked !

I collapsed on top of Sir Henry Morgan, both he and Wyatt squeezed my tits hard. But Redeemer, I was filled up. I pretty much went limp as they pumped my cunt and ass. I could n't even think about gripping a peter or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next thing I know, something big and subdued and grueling and wet was forcing it 's way into my mouth. I guess Michael could n't stand it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three jam filled ! I could taste somebody 's twat on Michael 's dick. My brain drifted, overwhelmed with sex as cocks tried to get deeper and rich into me. My cunt was on flack, my ass felt bang-up, and I could barely rest as Michael 's immense cock fucked my face.

Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the comrade. He told me later he did n't need them cumming inside me, that was his job. young woman flocked to the two boys as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the storey and forced his way in between my legs, and he shoved his cock right up all the way inside my cunt. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that hurt for a second. It was like he hit bottom, I do n't screw. His cock was so blockheaded, even though it was only one it felt almost the same as having two within me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My head swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My sexual climax built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to mash my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge cock swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the limit. I begun cumming as I felt his seed shoot into me. It felt SO assuredness having his cock flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My slit clenched him back as my near ever orgasm swept through me. He ate me out about 15 minutes earlier, that was my practiced orgasm. But this one, even better. It just would n't kibosh. We continued to buss as our common orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` child, get off me so I can get these hombre out of me ! '' I loved the taste perception of his spermatozoon and I wanted some. Okay, and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending little pleasure ripples through my entire pussycat. I held him as close and as grueling as I could. I loved him so much.

getting doubled fucked was outstanding, but ... it 's null like this. Basking in the after incandescence with your man.

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Early the next morning time, Michael 's lookout started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' piece of ass me again, infant '' I half-moaned. I checked my kitty, still a bit damp. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my former script. I got ta get some juice going !

'' baby, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't hold clock time to do you justice -- ''

'' Come on, Daddy ! '' piped in Mom. `` Give her a quickie ! ``

Mom grabbed his stopcock and slobbered all over it for a second. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my legs, and my kitty throbbed the jiffy he entered me. My clit was still swollen from final stage night.

Michael locked his arms and rested on them, so he could attend at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it aright there.

'' Jesus Christ fucking Jesus Christ ! You two ! You 're fucking sluts ! ! ``

His cock expanded in me as he filled me with his cum. He came down on top of me, all three of us kissing. Finally, he got up.

'' Come on you guys, big day ! '' Oh yeah, we 're supposed to build a bulwark, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` Come here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard cock. His salty cum tasted swell, mixed in with my cunt juice. The sight was apparently too a good deal for him, mom and girl licking his pecker. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't perform all that well. But that was n't the case with Michael.

'' shag Mom, and give her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's pussy as he went back to his elbow room to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to position this car along the ditch. Look, I 'm not so good at backing up, ok ? I rolled the stupefied Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this system where some of us moved cars, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during fighting breeding, all program go out the window when the first injection is fired. well, the first stab, in this case, was one of the towny having a fit. Michael had enlisted their supporter, and all was going well. Until a duet of them got into an argument over one of the early railway car that was owned by a utterly person.

It seems that both of these old guys were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. Well they got into a fight about which of these hombre should get her car. See, Michael had said we should keep any 4-wheel drive vehicle, any Priuses or other hybrids, any vans, and maybe a distich of degenerate motorcar if we found any. And we let the life folks keep whatever cars they had. But we needed the rest for the wall.

So peeress Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le Sabre. It had some huge engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to keep it. The disceptation got boastful, fists were thrown, the great unwashed pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from town and ride it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was fine, redress up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the snapshot came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the ugliest people I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was more of a glancing blow and my Lacrosse helmet blocked most of it. I was n't knocked unconscious, but, as they say, I got my `` bell round ''. Two guys grabbed me, tied up my hands with those pliant zip-tie thing, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their truck they had hidden behind some Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. They jammed me between the two of them in the presence seat. Redeemer Christ I had a headache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't seem to sustain showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My public figure 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your name, hot stuff ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, greasy hair and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking black guy, did n't face as bad, but still pretty dirty and grimy.

'' Fuck you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' wellspring, is n't that nice. Fuck-you, it 's nice to meet you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the main road. He grinned at me with these slimy dentition and greasy face.

'' Jesus ! '' I said. `` Do n't you blackguard bathe ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? Rape me, for sure as shooting. Then vote down me ? Do n't kill me now, I 'm in love life !

'' FUCK ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about XX minutes up the road, the totally time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the things he 's going to do to me. The driver was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed pixilated or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this geartrain, and a pistol, and bullet and stuff on a undershirt while Tom did n't have anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the whole thing here.

We slowed down at a turnoff for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big Trent River says you can pee. '' But Tom slowed down.

'' I 'm going to pee in your truck right now if you do n't let me out. ``

Tom stopped the truck, right at the carrefour. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trent is about the truck. ``

'' Shut up striver ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the guessing, not you ! ``

Silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you watch '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me loose or I 'll shine over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her easy, slaveboy, and see her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me escaped, and I stood there for a moment. I could see Robbie had a firmly on from rubbing my titmouse and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my direction. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my hair and posed a little, letting my tenacious hair fly in the cinch. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a bush. Perfect.

'' semen on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my United States Army pants, pulled them down and let out my naked pussycat to this flaming asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a knee bend, and ... goose egg, at first. Finally, I closed my eyes and tried to slack up, and then I let it fly. The substantial trick was not to get it on my pants. Robbie stood transfixed. Dickhead. He undid his fly and began stroking his hard trivial cock. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't mention the size of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't move ! Do n't make me photograph you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't shoot her, you 're not supposed to even touch her or Trent will toss off you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the other hand. Damn side arm grips on the AR, they let you shoot one handed if you want.

'' Pull up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and burgeon forth his lode onto my tits and bra.

'' Alright, come on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my pant up. My t-shirt soaked in several position through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and scarf out me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot handsome than our little one. We stopped after a duet minutes near a gigantic strip shopping mall that had a Walmart in it. A enceinte pirate flag flew from the top. The big store had hundreds of necros around it.

'' home base, sugared home ! '' announced Robbie.

'' semen on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my trammel and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the roof of the strip shopping center. From there we walked a couple hundred yards til we got to the Walmart roof. There were about 6 or 8 armed Guy up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombies trying to get in down below. These guys were just hanging out. And staring at me, but nobody said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` Back off ! ``

We climbed down some step at the dorsum, down to the storeroom of the Walmart. They led me through to the main floor, some light filtered down from the fanlight but the sparkle were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, honest-to-god, perched up on these display cases, sitting in an easy president like he was a king on a throne. A naked woman kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy legs. A couple guys stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the stopgap steps. Tom followed some aloofness behind.

'' wellspring, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a round around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some amercement piece of ass, not this diddly-shit you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the girl who had been at his slope. She whimpered and bowed her mind low.

What an shit, I thought.

'' And what might your public figure be, pretty Brigham Young thing ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trent glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your name, honey ? '' he asked me again.

'' Fuck you ! '' It was all I could cogitate of to say.

'' Ah, defiance ! How skillful. Well I 'm sure we can beat that out of you. Or fuck it out of you. Lots of men here ... they 'd all like a crack at you. Wait a second, what 's this ? '' Big Trent had lifted my hair and saw a large bruise near my temple. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetie ? '' he asked.

'' From dickhead over there ! '' I pointed my head word at Robbie.

Big Trent got very subdued. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, frozen in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a little tap -- ''

'' A little tap ? '' Big Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And bet at these bosom ! They look tangible. Are they ? ``

Big Trent squeezed my boobs for a few consequence. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the fuck ? '' he asked in jolt. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his hands in horror.

I told him. `` Genius over there jacked off on me and fool his stinky cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent looked to Tom for ratification. Tom nodded his head 'yes .'

Big Trent slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me touch ... you let me put my hands on YOUR FUCKING JIZZ ? ``

'' No BT it 's not like that ! You see she was -- ''

I did n't see it because I turned away, but Robbie dropped like a paper bag of potatoes, his point twisted at a weird angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. retarding force his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, start talking. Where your from. What 's your frame-up, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to mean of something to say. I came up vacate. `` I do n't have practically to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to kill you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My pappa. He will kill you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trent thought about that for a few moments. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, differentiate me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up cars, like a rampart. Down in Larchmont. That 's that tiny townsfolk a few air mile south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a couple men, passel of girl. They had a brace guns ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're clean. Very clean. They got their shit together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to ladies wear, get her something else to wear. And get some wipes and clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to babble out to me, real soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to come with him. We passed a guy walking towards Big Trent River who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy nerve, beady eyes.

As we got to the dame section, Tom relaxed his handgrip and looked around.

'' flavor, '' he whispered. `` I 'm sorry. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, grab a shirt. They 'll vote down my folk if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your knife back. I took it from that shithead when we fed him to the deaders. veil it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. Wait til it 's dark and affair quiet down. Too many guys around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trent and his bunch. The rest of us are captive, or scared shitless, forced labor kind of thing. They make us kill the deaders at the front man, but just with profligate and shovelful. Still, if your man comes, we can help out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my daddy IS coming. When he does, stay out of his way. I 'll try to keep you condom. ``

Tom looked at me like I was unbalanced. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in action. He 's all chill and stuff, until the poop gets going. Then he turns into this major hard-core grampus. It 's almost shuddery, but it 's also totally aphrodisiacal. And he 's going to hold open me.

At least, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, crocked. I could n't get anything even remotely promiscuous. Big Trent River questioned me for, I do n't know, maybe like an hr ?. He wanted to have intercourse the layout of our home, how many people we had, how a lot solid food, how many hired gun, everything. He threatened, hurt me a petty, I held out a longsighted time. Finally I gave some dogshit answer. I told them our fastness was some of the theatre right by the road. I told him we were almost out of food. We had 5 search rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each result, I held out. River Trent punched my stomach. Slapped my legs. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy time. come on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright sweetie, '' Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the cloggy stuff is going to get down just about now ! ``

Trent River pulled out a huge tongue. It looked as long as my arm. I just about take a crap myself.

Trent dragged the tongue down my case, between my dumbbell, I trembled.

'' You told me the whole truth, right ? '' he asked. `` aught but the truth ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the service, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent had a tempestuous look in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it across-the-board open. He cut through my bra. My booby flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the cat on the cap are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and break it out. '' The sack increased above us. Trent felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to throw up. The dismissal lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your pop, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More dig sounded, and one of the skylights shattered. Right near us.

Suddenly, a body flew through the skylight and crashed about 20 feet away. The top dog was shot and he was a mess from the drop, but you could tell by his wearable. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! Shit ! What the Fuck ! Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another dead body came through the skylight, Trent and his guys fired everything they had at the opening. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped mags and put in Sir Thomas More and kept shooting at the ceiling near the opening. Finally, nonentity had any full mags left.

This unearthly scraping noise emanated from the cap. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another dead body flew through the opening and crashed down near us. One of Trento 's hombre. He must 've had 20 bullets in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still alive !

Trent and his Guy were in a scare. They were n't set for anything like this. All their magazines were void, they scurried about looking for more ammunition. They finally found a case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another body fell through the skylight. Five. guesswork to absolute red cent. They shot a few rounds back towards the hollow and ran out of ammunition again. Trent screamed at his guys to find oneself more ammo. Jesus, did n't these dumbasses have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the front door. Several of their guys went to get some of the cans.

River Trent pulled out a gigantic handgun, I found out later it was called a 'Desert Eagle'. A guy named President Andrew Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random guess into the roof until Trento told him to strike hard it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my boobs hanging out. Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my nous. I, um, urinate right then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trento yelled. `` See who these dead Guy are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two utter guy cable. Trento and Andrew Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to catch sight of something. I watched Tom roll the dead guys around, and saw him pocket a pistol. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` Shot in the top dog, amongst former places ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't take out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in panic. `` How many guys were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his articulatio humeri. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all dead. Fuck ! '' Trent pointed the Desert Eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bitch ... Call him off ! ``

I made a facial expression at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the brow. It did n't criticise me out, but it hurt like SOB and made my head spin. I could learn Trent River but it was like I was underwater. I could take heed him yelling about covering the back stairs or something. future affair I know, Sir Angus Wilson has a big gaping hole in his head, and Tom is standing there with a barbarous feel on his face and a smoking gun in his hand. I guess he scavenged it from one of the dead guy. Tom shot two more bad guys before Big Trent River fired on him. Tom was able-bodied to duck down an aisle.

Trento could n't track him because he heard his name being called. By my Daddy !

'' Trent ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be Quaker. ``

'' Yeah rectify ! '' responded Trent as he ducked behind a peck of Coors beer cases. `` And how the shtup do you lie with my name ? ``

'' One of your little toadies squealed up on the roof, but do n't worry ! He wo n't ever oink again. ``

More shots and outcry came from various parts of the entrepot. The 'slaves'were rising up against their masters ! So cool ! Trent did n't cognise what to do, or where to reckon, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll shoot your bitch ! '' Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to point the Eagle at me.

Trent 's fountainhead exploded. I thought, I did n't know a head could just explode ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each early, guns pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to scream. `` You 're on the ... same side ''

I blacked out.

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I shot this knucklehead Trent right in his fucking foreland. I scanned for mark and saw this inkiness guy also shooting at River Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was kind of hoping that he would n't shoot me since we both dig Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the same side, and we lowered our arm as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' cover song us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any Thomas More of these guys ? ``

'' I do n't roll in the hay, I think my friends took out the rest up near the social movement, but I ca n't be sure yet. ``

Lorrie looked okay, she had a lummox on her forehead.

'' Stay here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My name is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You better, Tom. I 've killed a lot of multitude today, I do n't mind adding to the list. ``

There was some disturbance up front, so I skirted around through the toys and cosmetics to see what was happening. The cause of the ruckus became light up ; 20 or so people were beating 3 or 4 people to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the captured girl ! '' They had rakes and shovelful and started advancing on me. There was line of descent in their eye !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the turning point, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's all right ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's cool. He just killed about 15 of our asshole warlords. Let 's not bolt down him just yet. ``

As the situation defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some entrance rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to nobody in particular.

A bruised up man, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the women and kids locked up in the nail salon following threshold. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking art object of shit safety device, does n't have much breathing time left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The Ithiel Town was swarmed early on by zombies. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living citizenry were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Saturday. For a golden few, the unanimous mob was shopping at the same time and survived intact. For others, their loved ones were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` Rattlers '' showed up and easily took over the store and the group. The freight train acted like saviors on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the get-go Nox, however, the rattler showed their dead on target colors ; they enslaved everyone and began their reign of threat and rape. This went on for three weeks, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the ceiling. She covered the group with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to turn down the barrel, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're alright ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't find out anything for awhile, I was thinking the regretful ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the people and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens next ? ``

Just then Tom and his gang returned, Tom holding tightly to a womanhood and a diminished young lady around his cervix. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new female child ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the group. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't mind ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your rattlesnake on the roof, which allowed me to climb up up and into your Walmart here where, with the help of Tom, we do n't have a Rattler trouble anymore. ``

I expected the survivors to be a little to a greater extent happy about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our intentions. Rightfully so, I guess. The endure 'saviors'did n't work out so well.

'' wellspring, guys, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These dumbass shot one of my mass back home. Do you beware if we get some medical supplies ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the drugstore discussion section. These guys still had fully stocked ledge of nigh everything. Redeemer, I thought. Wish I was a little more soldier of fortune in my way of thinking. I would take everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and lilliputian young lady still around his cervix. `` Look, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinarian. Or, I was. I could need a tone at your person if you wanted ... Maybe we can run out some variety of barter, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be great, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be able to work out some craft between our chemical group, maybe even combine them together ... for our mutual benefit. ``

And that 's what we did.

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'' Please beloved ! '' I begged. `` For the making love of God put her down already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you think ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling baby Jessie from her mother 's arm and breast. Carefully, I set her down in her cot. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a niggling, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly large knocker lay against her stomach, her left one still leaking milk. I pulled her out of the rocker and led her towards our room and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my finger to my rim, telling her to keep quiet and not wake the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the door. `` I 'm tired from the eating. ``

'' Do n't concern, this wo n't withdraw longsighted ! '' I ca n't sit in a room with her for very long while she feeds the baby, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My iron dick bashed into her wooden leg as I grabbed her boob and squeezed them together.

Milk River gushed from both her nipple like a weewee spring, except this fountain had many dissimilar streams ! Warm Milk River sprayed on my grimace and dripped off my chin. I opened my mouth and savored the sweet flavor. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the shucks out of it. I mean, sucked the milk out of it ! Warm milk flowed down my throat, gulp after gulp. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the doorway, `` Did the infant shit ? Oh ... '' I did n't even depend up. It was my feast time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the next thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a little. She was trying to get between her daughter 's wooden leg. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a little, so as not to fall back my grip on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her face into Lorrie 's snatch, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I form of turn a loss racetrack of metre when I 'm latched on to mammoth milking boob, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't sleep with how recollective it was, but eventually Lorrie started to groan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the champion from my milk-sucking and her mom 's chiding took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiet orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` Fuck Mee-Maw. ``

'' horseshit 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you little cunt ! '' As penalization for this breach of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's cunt, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's tit. Truth was, I think I had enough. mustiness 've been eight or ten troy ounce ! Gayle rose up on her knees but kept her face buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's pants, struggling to get them off. I 've asked her before to take them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't remember ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old woman, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening twat lips. I was too wound up for finesse and felt a little selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and rammed my cock in hard ! Oh yessss ... the solely thing that feels expert than drinking warm tit-milk is sliding my prick into a hot and steamy pussy ! I looked up at my two hot mammy. well, technically one ma and a nanna. But the grandma just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few calendar week I can do it my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too tender from the delivery.

I 'm sorry to say, but I could only conclusion a mo or so inwardly Gayle 's sopping wet cunt. My orgasm was approaching, and there was n't lots I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... pant ... ) need to ride out hydrated ! '' I only had about ten seconds to go.

'' cave in it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right next to Lorrie 's expression. Grabbing my tool, I stroked it a couple times and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot streams of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming oral cavity. Gayle 's workplace kicked in right then, so Lorrie was cumming as she swallowed down my jizz gleefully, even gratefully, perhaps.

I rolled off to the side, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's mamilla. She ground her clit into Lorrie 's erect and milky nipples. Gayle came hard in just under a instant, mixing her cum with Lorrie 's Milk River. They both looked at me.

'' Oh alright, '' I said, feigning boredom. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and Milk covered tits in my human face. I revelled in the immix concoction and my tool recovered from it 's premature state of about 95 % hard to completely sway square again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio song interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, total in Mustang. '' That was our house shout sign.

I struggled over to the handheld. `` Yeah Little Tiger, what 's up. '' Erin wanted something.

'' Just letting you know that chopper flew by again. Looks like he wants to land. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't fritter away unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't dash ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that womanhood down for ten sleep together hour ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' haste up arse. slight Tiger out. ``

Is that any way to talk to her commanding police officer ? I did n't reckon so. She will involve some kind of punishment tonight. Probably have to tie her John L. H. Down and make her lookout me fuck her girl Payton. Yeah, that would make !

I did want to zip, though. We had seen a chopper go by a few metre in the hold up weeks. They were checking us out. It was the Air Force or the regular army, we could n't tell which but knew it was military.

The girlfriend helped me clothes in my well living dead killing outfit. We did n't have uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more practical issue. They finished strapping on my gear and I hauled ass down to the rump of Master 's and Lyndon Baines Johnson Hardware store in the landrover. They were going to play along me in a twain minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 feet away, the doorway artilleryman covering us. Some scout troop inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the hood of the Jeep and stepped away from it. I made big pointing motions with my hands, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few hundred feet. A small bag dropped out of the chopper and landed in a heap of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio wrapped in dirty socks and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' Howdy, '' I called, might as well sound friendly. `` Whatcha guys want. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United State ground forces. Do we have permission to put down ? I 'd like to talk with whomever is in guardianship. ``

'' If your intentions are passive, Colonel, then do on down. ``

They sat the bird down in a whirlwind of dust and shut it down. After a few tense moments where we each wondered if we would shoot at each other, I turned slowly to show I was unarmed. Erin and the Masters buddy still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my mass had their weapons trained on the Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and approach me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, Mayor, Commandant, police captain, and Father of this town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no pursuit in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your guy could usurp a less aggressive stance ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their guns elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' Drink, sir ? '' I queried. `` A little of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a goodness idea ! '' I ushered him into the Hardware computer memory where Morgan quickly set us up with a bottleful of doodly-squat and two glasses. I poured us each a couple fingerbreadth worth.

'' fountainhead Colonel, you 've seen most of our orbit from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intentions are with us. '' These guys had the upper berth mitt, for for sure. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and arms. But I did n't want to just hold away the keys to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of Fort Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their fair plowshare of zombie trouble, but were fortunate to not degenerate into full anarchy. They still had over half of their troop, about 8,500 folks including families on base.

'' about early installations were n't that favourable, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent city conflict. We 've stayed out of the big urban center so far, just seems like too big of a job to tackle. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you predict your contraption out social movement ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with superbia. `` The Sanchez Death Pit, you mean. Invented by an eighteen yr old girlfriend, who happens to be my wife and female parent of my tyke. Anyway, it 's pretty simple, but very good. You wan na take a face ?. ``

We walked outdoors and found the helicopter guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. guy rope were smiling and laughing, having a just time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your son forgot to pull security ! ``

He shook his head. `` We 've got about an 8:1 ratio of men to cleaning lady, so your gals here are a sight for very, very sore eyes ! ``

'' Not going to be a problem, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not allow any kind of unwillful behavior. That being said, we do possess some VERY comfortable cleaning lady who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain moral standard. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walk. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my arcsecond in charge. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walkway to get to the death pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his mass moved here from another town after a shared incident brought us together. We took over a motortruck stop due north of here, arranged the transport containers to act as wall and funnel shape, and to act as ramps for our zombie spirit friends. We 've got a niggling bobcat skidsteer machine over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Salim Pit of Death ! By the way, we claim all right of first publication and trademarks to that name. ``

The Army guys were stunned by the Death Pit. We were currently in the eye of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a couple thousand zombilators, at least. We mostly stood safeguard, somewhat out of mint so the zeds would n't get distracted, and fired a shot every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot tumble and tried to shinny over the container wall.

'' It 's so round-eyed ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, graceful ! You do n't even require hook, right ? You 've got smoke rising from the burning dead, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few times, and we did n't accept sufficiency people or ammunition to fight them one by one. We needed a peaceful solution, and Lorrie Glen Gebhard came up with it ! I 've seen enough snake god films, although I never expected to be in one. But the people were always making dumb mistakes. They never had a place they could lock away down and try and start over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any trouble with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a piffling confused. The fire might die down or a bird might perturb them. But then we just ring this bell we got from a church. '' I pointed to the bell hanging out in the middle of the pit, supported by a 2x4 structure. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacons, cop lights, to get their attention again. When it gets slow, we have to obstruct up the ramp so we can pick out the trampled trunk. That 's probably the giving danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's mind was spinning. `` You could, wow, build more incline, dig a deeper pit so they always break, rig up igniter so they fire in sequence to create illusion of movement up the ramp ... holy shit, this could really work. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' well, sir, it does employment. But yeah, you could enlarge it sure, you 've got big equipment, right ? ``

The Colonel ushered us aside and spoke to his men. They all seemed pretty excited. After a yoke second he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you guys hold me a list of what you need ? You 've got a good setup here and I want to see you succeed. You 're going to need more tilth than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with pure mirthfulness. `` Well. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be nice. Ma Deuces and Barretts, and plenty of ammunition. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallons of gasoline, and tank car to take it. A few thousand MRE 's would help. What else. Clothes. soap. Toilet paper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah fence ! We need fencing material so we can expand our farms. laughingstock, wimp, cows, and some more folk, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okay with you, I 'd like to set up an auxiliary Charles William Post here. Man it with 50 hoi polloi. Some Hum-Vee. 2 Strykers. Medical trailer and staff. And I 'd care to put up you a commission as a John Roy Major in the Army military reserve. The post will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm reward sir, '' I said, my voice faltering. `` Not sure I want to be in the Army, though. I just want to stay here and lift my family. No disrespect, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reserves. You 'll stay here and command the entire county, maybe even various counties. But you will live here. With our financial support. Meanwhile, we will select your Glen Gebhard thought and free all of CO, and the res publica, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chopper. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as railroad engineer and house decorator of the new station. Erin fairly leapt at the chance to escort Cpl. Flint River around. Poor guy, I thought. He does n't stand a chance !

I went back to the house and told the ma'am and the baby about the conversation. Jessie spit up a piddling, but I did n't select that as a blackball. Gayle, however was a minuscule different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these USA guy cable waltz in here and take over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about shitheads that live off the government tit ? ``

Well, dogshit, when she put it that way, it did n't vocalize like such a well deal.

'' infant, '' I said, trying to sound hopeful. `` We have to plug into with others. We have to get rid of these zombie spirit. We need medicate, more food, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my kids, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be capable to arise, and become something other than just semi-starving automaton champion ! We do n't birth to go back to the old mode of pure greed and avarice, but maybe we can shit a proficient world this sentence. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this dogshit up. I do n't require to be beholden to the Army, either. But I feel the best way to better the world is to get involved, be the one on the interior and guide policy and change. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the repose of the worldly concern dies completely ... ''

What the roll in the hay did I just say ? I do n't want fantastic, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie fever, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't want you leaving us. Show the army how to construct these end fossa. But let *them* do it. You stay here, mister. That 's an order. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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Four twenty-four hours later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'army uniform. Already had a decoration on it, too. Red, blanched, and low-spirited stripe with a'Z'in the middle of it. I got respective sets of camo also, as did everyone in town. But the colonel said I should wear this for my conventional induction and savoir-faire to the town.

I stepped out into the mob room of my adobe brick castle to see what the gentlewoman thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

beast whistles. Catcalls. clenched fist ticker. And that was from baby Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' Turn around Mr, '' ordered Lorrie. She and Gayle and Erin made appreciative noises.

'' It has to be done, '' Gayle said as she began moving towards me.

'' Definitely, '' added Erin, also moving.

'' Cover me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to plow the soldiery in ... xv minutes ! ``

'' This wo n't involve that retentive, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my uniform pants and took out my hardening pecker. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her undifferentiated blouse and took her knocker out. Staring me down, she lifted her mammilla to her sass and began to take in her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't take long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my acquaintance female monarch Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

input welcomed !