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Chapter 1 - The Beginning
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging prick. Her dishevelled blonde hair partially covering her face she lolled her pass from side to side as her climax wracked her entire body. Her beautiful tit quivered and shook like only big breast can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her orgasm left her spent of energy.

Without pulling out, I managed to vagabond her onto her backbone and continued fucking her. She took it like a champ, although she was n't much more than a rag doll. All she managed to do was gasp and moan as my cock slammed into her metre and again.

'' Oooooh ... yes ... yes ... '' she cried out, along with the periodic `` Michael '', which was soundly because that was my gens. Once, my ex called out `` doubting 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 fashion. After my divorcement, I played it pretty fast and loose with the lady. null too mysterious, nothing too dangerous, just kept it light. If the dame was in to me, then, great ! If she was n't, no worries, there 's more.

But Claire showed up in the function 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 other arm supported me. Her diffused figure felt terrific in my paw. Just beautifully squishy and yet business firm, with very responsive nipples. I pushed it up to her boldness and sucked her tit right next to her face. 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 tit ; we both licked it vigorously as my overeat cock continued to get it on her tight pussy.

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

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

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

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

'' Okay sister, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my cock a couple times and her cunt responded with death-grip clasp as she came. I wanted to cum on her titty and face. I wanted to coat her full consistency with my spermatozoon. I wanted her to know that she was very special to me. I could barely stop my cum.

'' Grab your tits, baby ! '' I said as I fucked her.

Claire squeezed them for me as I pumped a few to a greater extent sentence, then pulled out and straddled her stomach.

I stroked a couple clip 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 cheek with her mitt. My cum splashed onto her tits and a couple stream hit her blocking workforce full violence. Dammit, would 've gone right in her mouth, too. She turned her head as far to the side as it would go. Still, a few stray pearl and spatter got through and hit her cheek and neck.

I still had a span shots left when she struggled out from under me, pushing me aside. She ran to the bath, holding her hired man up in disgust, as if they were covered in crap or something.

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

Jesus, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The faucet ran for various minute as she cleaned up. hellhole, I 'm surprised she did n't take a bathing tub or a shower. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her fuzz, apparently so none of my nasty poppycock would come in link with her gilt locks. Hey, she did have gorgeous hair, but still, man.

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

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

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also commend your prolusion nose candy job was feeble at best, and lasted almost a arcminute and a one-half. I was just so excited to get you in my bed that I did n't take care it at the time.

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

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

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

hoi polloi should just have signs around their neck opening. `` I suck at blowjobs. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't work pussy. '' It would save us all a lot of trouble in the farsighted run.

I was rather foiled. We had talked of taking next week off and going to my muckle cabin. Spending a week with her in a cabin, screwing, hiking, fucking, skinny dipping, boffing this beautiful fair sex. Maybe I could still call her and --

No ! Bad ! piece of cake out of it ! Who needs a selfish ravisher ?

rightfield. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

I packed up my landrover with a lot of gear and headed north out of Phoenix, up to Colorado. No, I 'm not telling you where it is, exactly. I do n't call for a bunch of you people 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 cooperative venture between myself and three of my high schoolhouse crony. One of them, David, had this realm above a small town. We decided it would make a aplomb getaway. So we built a small-scale cabin and took spell using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain quantity of money each calendar month for betterment and such. After 15 long time, it 's passably fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the station looks like a nice southwest adobe house. It 's rather deceptive, though, as the wall are 3 feet of steel, brick, soil, and adobe. The windows are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are great for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's kind of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and hidden reposition surface area where we 've got 3 40'containers of food, clothing, supplies, weapons, ammo. Then, in the garage, we 've got a Unimog ( crazy, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater rhino, a two seater Razr, and a few motorcycles. I do n't rally the bikes, though ; too uncoordinated.

The house/castle quietus 8 comfortably, but you could squeeze in 12 or even more in a tinge. 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 babies, there wo n't be any elbow room. So we laid the initiation for another castle just a few base 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 go on going along on its merry way.

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` Information Officer '' of our mathematical group. meaning, I built us a meshwork with orbiter access to the 'net. I had redundant host and spare parts to last for years and long time. Part of my job was to download stuff, information. So I downloaded Youtube telecasting of how to puddle diesel fuel, tutorials on farming, articles on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, Goat milking, books on making whisky, plus I ripped thousands of movies and stored them, too. We had a pretty good encyclopaedia of noesis and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And porn. I downloaded lot of porn. Videos and tarradiddle. 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 control panel out and set them up. Got out the windmill, checked the stamp battery, checked the fuel levels, checked our water tank car ... basically made the home livable.

I was fishing in the brook, I had nabbed a trout already, when my cubicle phone went off. It was David, one of my cabin pal. He was in New York.

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

'' Uh, what 's on ? '' We had codification words for catastrophe. But I had forgotten what this one was.

'' zombi spirit man ! It 's on ! ``

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

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

So I assured him I would determine it out. Reluctantly, I put the nearly utter Pisces the Fishes back in the Creek, packed up my gear and strolled back to the cabin. I flipped on the web browser to our favorite prepper site.

There was ONE Story about a guy eating another guy. I mean, Dahmer did more than that. Then there was some guy in Florida a couple year ago doing that. That 's not exactly a automaton Apocalypse. I called Saint David back.

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A medico. He said he saw a guy at the hospital rise up after a heart approach. He bit like three nurses and orderly. The media passed it off as a crazed daredevil. ``

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

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

'' Well, I 'm already here, so hurry the nooky up. ``

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. zombie spirit. If that 's true, 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 wife, now ex. ( We decided to deliver standardized hitman for parts etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's o.k., but I want my 1911, my other AR with the picture telescope, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other pistol, and Thomas More ammo, and some other dirt. And, night as well get as much food for thought as I can while the store 's are still open.

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

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

On the way, a storey came on the radio of a different crazed man on a rampage who attacked three people at a dead room in Denver. I pushed the Jeep 's gas pedal a small more.

After a grueling trip home, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to keep going. I packed up clothes, flick, bauble, cameras, anything of value. I have a decent-sized off-road utility lagger, so that got partially filled up with all that hooey. My Jeep I filled with my guns, ammo, former weapons, my atomic number 79 and ash gray bout, all my puppet, and cans of gas. Grabbed my local stash of Cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour Super Walmart.

Now, we each had over 4 days of food per person stored at the cabin, but it 's all freeze-dried and dehydrated stuff. Not all that exciting. I wanted some in force hooey if the earthly concern was ending.

So I literally bought well-nigh of Walmart 's send away fruits. Filled up an entire shopping cart of smasher and pears and pineapples. Took that out to the trailer and dumped it. Went back and bought another pushcart of give notice veggie. Then I went for the canned meats like stews, Anguilla sucklandii, chicken, spam, chili. Took two cart for all that.

More tripper for soups, vegetables, and then the boxes of white potato dishes and alimentary paste dishes. more trips for cooking oil, spicery, and Sir Thomas More hooey I do n't even no what. At some degree, one of the workers started helping me so matter 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 beware me asking ? ``

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

As I was checking out the finish cart, a frantic call came over the loudspeaker.

'' Code Blue to ladies wear ! Code amobarbital sodium noblewoman Wear ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the assistant dude, Stan.

'' checkup, '' he explained. `` Usually means some old madam fell. But could be a marrow approach or stroke. We get those sometimes. I got ta go train it out. ``

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

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Chapter 2 - The delivery
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I got the hellhole out of stratagem, err, Phoenix. When the shit hits the fan, you want to be first off out or you 'll be stuck in traffic pickle forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Sunday break of the day so the roads were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily laden jeep up the 5,500 foot upgrade on I-17 to Flagstaff.

Talked to my brother on the prison cell, they were all making their way to the cabin with their married woman. Claire called, she sounded panicky. She apologized, and could I please involve 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 bang off. I told her to take up a dick until it cums.

Called my parents. They did n't conceive me about anything. Dad did check that the threshold was locked. suspiration. I 'd set them up with as much stuff as I could, but you can only do so a good deal for multitude. They did n't need to come over from Vegas. They do bear a shotgun, urine barrel, MREs ... should final stage them a mates months.

Went up to Flagstaff and turned east on 40, could see some fervour burning in the little city. fit 50 some-odd mi outside of townsfolk, then found a side route to conceal and subscribe to a rest.

Many minute later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had circumstances of excitement, though. Ran over 10-12 zombie. Shot a few more. Saved a few liveliness, for the time being, at least. Lesson for the future, firing your gun INSIDE a car is hazardous to your auditory modality ! The movies do n't prepare you for how loud that can be !

The little town just below our compound in the pitcher's mound seems to be okay. The news show is reporting representative of terrorist act on a gravid shell. No mention of zombi, though. Wow. Thanks for the carnival and balanced reportage. Do n't want multitude to know what 's really happening. The website are going crazy though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

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

I swept the expanse, all light up. Then I started unloading the trailer and jeep, and got down to the business sector of survival.

Two Thomas More days went by before the beginning zombie showed up in Town. At least, that 's what I figured. I could listen the gunfire, and could see cars speeding about the place. Mayhem. I considered going down to help, but, what can one man do ? There were hundreds 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 third day.

Now, my landrover horse wrangler already proved to be a pretty good zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tires, M/T 's with unplayful knobby pace. It 's the 4-door exemplar outfitted with additional gas tank, 5.13 gear mechanism, offroad lights and knickknack, it 's pretty sullen. And it has a big ass bumper in the front which proved outstanding at knocking over Zed and his Zed Quaker. But for real survival, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 times stronger than the jeep, has higher ground headroom, has four doors and a camper box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type fomite, then they became available to the public. This one was originally a statement and communication motortruck. We rigged it up as an emergency motortruck with a ladder, medical gearing, ardor extinguishers, gun racks, everything we could think of.

I put on my camouflage gear. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear. It has hard charge card piece that cover the bureau and back, forearms, elbow, upper implements of war. I figured it would be tough to get burn that way. Put on my chest rig which held my 1911 and 6 magazines for that. It also held 8 magazine for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed kicking, tibia guards, stifle lodgings, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar glove that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a confused ground forces man, nothing really matched but what the hell. I do n't need to be camouflaged from Zed, just need to be hard to eat. Grabbed my scattergun, AR, and a suppressed .22 quality 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 look out. In my mirrors I could see a unusual situation ; zombies exiting stores and turning to follow my motortruck. Was everybody all in ?

Suddenly, gibe rang out and my goddam Unimog was hit ! The guesswork came from an upstairs window of a firm. I returned fire ( had my helmet on to protect my hearing this time ! ) and stomped on the gas. The Mog, rather reluctantly, responded and I turned off to a side street. I zigged and zagged a bit and lost my zombies that were trailing me. I stopped the hand truck and took off my helmet.

It was quiet. Too restrained for the zombie Apocalypse.

A Zed rounded the corner and shuffled towards me. I mean, I think he was a Zed. Blood covered grimace and breast, space stare ... I grabbed the suppressed .22 and fired at his head. Two jibe and he dropped, but not before he let out the moan.

The zombie moan. We learned to hate and dread that sound. The moan seemed to be a `` Hey Zombie friends, there 's centre over here ! '' variety of a thing. I knew more were coming soon. I heard some more snake god moan behind me.

fourth dimension to go. I got back in the cab and was ready to turn the key when I heard several female shrieking from a nearby sign. hoot. That 's also the commission where the moans came from.

I took the Francis Scott Key ( did n't want to will them in the lighting and have some endure bastard take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my great AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the house to investigate.

As I climbed the whole step up the porch, I could see many Zeds milling about inside, trying to get up the stairs where the screams were coming from. I took aim and started shooting. Headshots only, you know. Which is n't that easy considering a nous is n't very big and they are moving, not holding still. So it took me a shot and sometimes two or three to vote down one. But the AR is semi-automatic, meaning all I have to do is pull the initiation for each heater, so I can shoot pretty fast. replete automobile would 've been nice ... shoulda got that instead but that 's illegal in Colorado River. Thanks, politicians.

As the zombies started dropping, the still life ones ... or ... still undead ace, turned and saw me and came my direction. The moan increased, calling their friends.

My first magazine emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the 2d one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the ones on the stair. I then tried climbing the stairs, but it was full of blood and gore and really dead zombies. The screams continued upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could listen some groan up there, though.

shucks ! Some zombie cocksucker grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a couch. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a galvanic pile of utterly zee. The female person screams continued upstairs, I figured I could down this fallen one later.

I ran back outside, started the Mog and backed her right up to the home, destroying the sentinel fence and garden in the physical process. But now the top of the lift camper box was pretty much in line of products with the porch roof, which led to the indorse account windows. Climbed up the exhaust hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch covering, and I landed in the up the stairs hallway.

The z up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm smoke. The screech continued in a bedroom. I turned in to see a gal and a woman trying to hold off two zombies with chairman. A bunch of people were backed up in the nook of the room. They were n't going to last much long. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a belittled but heavy duty combination peter of crow-bar and shovel. The shovel border are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw boundary and a feeding bottle opener, so it 's passably assuredness. I hooked one Zed with the crowbar end and pulled him off the young girl.

'' covering your font ! '' I yelled to the girl. I did n't require her to get splashed with blood.

I brought down the Crovel and sliced his head like a watermelon. I repeated the action with the former Zed, pulled him away and sliced his mentality in two.

zombie spirit moans outside. They 're coming in the house again.

I surveyed the billet, but there was too a good deal 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. Nobody had any gun for hire, just some garden rakes and pieces of woodwind instrument, a baseball bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed ready to establish up. They were also mostly in skirts and cad, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had elbow room for these hoi polloi. My cabin had way as my buddies did n't seem to be coming. It is variety of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

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

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

A chorus of `` screwing yeahs ! '' and other affirmatives followed, until this old char stepped forward from the others. And by erstwhile, I mean she was probably my age. She was the one that was fighting off a Zed other but was now tending to a girlfriend on the floor.

'' Do you sustain any checkup provision ? '' she asked, desperately. `` number one aid kit ? food ? What ? I 'm responsible for these girls. ``

She was stunning. Her medium length black haircloth was a quite a little. She was smutty ; ancestry and filth on her face, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. Kind of Latin American looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

'' I mean, I 've got a secure place, solid food, first aid, more guns, you 'll be safe. Safer than here. '' She thought about it for a consequence. I held out my hand. `` It 's now or never, looker. ``

The zombi moan from downstairs pretty much sealed the deal. `` 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 girl spoke up. `` My dad 's a master sergeant in the Corps. I 've shot M-4s and AR-15s a lot. ``

'' Ok, '' I said, handing her the gun. `` Show me. Clear the weapon. ``

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

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

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

'' rock music and roll ! '' she said with zest. She fired a shot down the stairs. Then a couple more.

'' Got em ! '' she hollered. `` nookie yeah ! ``

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

Blake, the dandy of the bunch, helped me with the polish girl. She was bleeding pretty badly from a wound to her binding, her wearable was in tittle. It was hard to maneuver her because we were trying not to touch her spinal column. The reasonably noblewoman was helping too. Turns out this wounded fille was her daughter. We finally got outdoor, and saw more zombies. 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 family. `` What 's that chick 's name ? The hitman ? We need her out here ! ``

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

'' OK then. Some of you barricade the steps so we do n't get caught from tail end. '' They started dragging a bureau across the floor.

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

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

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. Spot for her. Tell her which 1 are stuffy. Kill the nearest ones first, then do work your way out. Here, hold these two powder magazine. Do n't throw away the empties. ``

Zed was out in wide military force, but we needed to locomote. 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 hood of the Mog and killed a couple rightfield 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 ! click ! Oh yeah, only eight beat in my .45. Got ta sustain better caterpillar track when I 'm shooting.

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

'' Clear ! '' I hollered up to the girlfriend. `` Bring down the hurt daughter ! Then everyone else. Erin, you keep sentry ! ``

Not as gently as we would throw liked, we got the wound missy down and into the camper box of the truck. The other female child 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 forepart rump with me.

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead forefront and bodies as we went. The truck lurched and heaved incline to side as we listened to the sickening sounds. Two or three Day ago, these were ma and dads, shopkeepers, Barber, senior high schooltime minor ... today they are just idle meat walk. This world sucks.

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

'' Here, try this one instead. '' I handed her the suppressed .22. It was quieter. She took aim.
clack valve ! ( miss ) clapper valve !

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few more on our way out of townspeople. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her case glowed. The other three little girl in the second fanny mostly just whimpered and sniffle 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 certainly we would accept some followers. Found out that the scathe miss was Lorraine and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lothringen inside to our minuscule medical exam room. Yes, we actually have a room for this. Like a tiny doctors office. She was barely conscious, but I got her to swallow some water system and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't serve find that, underneath her torn blouse, Lorraine had tremendous breasts. Like mother, like daughter, I guess.

I told Tina to rent the little girl in the kitchen, unfold up some cans of chili and come out warming them up. Told her about the cornbread mix and butter flakes, and that they should all drink a lot of water.

Back to the injured Lorraine. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the data guy. My buddy St. David was the medical exam Man. He took all the Red cross education and CERT classes and studied the volume and shit. I hate blood. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of other multitude 's blood, either.

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

I cleaned the wound as best I could. Got out the needle and surgical seam ribbon, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lothringen had passed out by this time. My stitches would receive made the Frankenstein brute blush, they were that bad. But they seemed to guard the cutis together. I slathered her with antibiotic drug salve and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't aid but notice that no matter how pretty her mother was, this injured girl was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, eighteen. Jesus of Nazareth, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

I had Gayle tell me some of their tale, how the fille got here and stuff. I was trying to hold back her judgement off of what a bad job I was doing.

They were at a funeral home plate in Denver when one of the dead hoi polloi got up and started biting common people. They lost some of their citizenry. Gayle was trying to be strong, helping me, trying to re-assure me that my doctoring was fine. I finished the last bandage.

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

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

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

She fell in my arms, 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 party was ready, I told her we 'd be out in a short bit. She nodded, understanding.

Gayle began to total back to normal. `` I, I do n't bang how to thank you ... I do n't even do it your name ! Oh I 'm such an ass ! ``

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

'' Gayle Sanchez. well, thank you, Michael. You 've saved my animation and my girl 's ... May I give you a kiss ? ``

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

Our sassing met in a gentle, chaste kiss. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a second at the most. But we stayed there for respective seconds ... then I squeezed her a little tighter and our buss became a little More passionate. She squeezed me back as our backtalk pressed harder against each other. I became extremely conscious of her breast pressing into me, and my hammer started to tighten. Her breathing increased, along with mine, our mouths opened a bit, and sure enough, our tongues met at the same clock time. She was dirty, smelled a little, and her haircloth was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My cock roared to full-of-the-moon tending as her moist lingua darted around mine. It pressed into her waist. My hand slid down to her skirt, I could finger the bare skin of her back.

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

We broke the kiss.

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

Gayle looked at my bulging drawers. `` I 'm sorry. I should n't deliver -- ''

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

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

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

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

I needed another minute or two to calm down. I mean, wow, what a buss ! She was so pretty, though. I thought of my history with pretty 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 hand clapping, then introductions and hugs and hugs and Thomas More clinch. But, I did n't really remember anyone 's gens that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty respectable looking crew, and maybe a set of Sister ? Blake and the fille returned to their bowls of chili quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really eaten much in 3 twenty-four hours. Gayle and I joined in the eats session and the mood was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to mean. Meaning happy. They were happy to be alive, I was well-chosen to have some company, better-looking companionship at that !

I showed the miss where the shower was, got out some of my ex-wife 's wearing apparel 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 products'to which I got more applause and hugs. Told them I was going to lock down the outside and would be back in a few minutes.

'' I 'll fare with you, '' volunteered Erin, the hired gun chick. `` I 'll find out your back. ``

'' Sure, be upright to suffer some Thomas More middle. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her face and deal. In all the confusion and fighting early, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking good looking. Nice little physical body, a fiddling over five human foot improbable and not giant boobs. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other fille, she seemed improperly dressed for the occasion, but she did hold some charge that seemed to fit.

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

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

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my paw as she took the Crovel with the three in spike on the end. She walked to the fence and watched for a moment as the snake god tried to get at us. His name tag said `` Jerry John Davis, hatful Realty. '' His throat was torn up, must have been why he was n't moaning. Being a new zombie, he did n't sustain that completely crappy look like you see in the movies. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his eye were all red and splotchy, he stank like shit, and his skin was turning that sallow, pale color.

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

She rammed the spike right into and through his left eye, piercing his brain. Jerry stopped all his useless apparent motion, hung there for a mo, then dropped to the ground.

Erin pulled back the spike heel and wiped the blackish bloody spike in the dirt.

'' You know, '' she said. `` I do n't know what it is. Maybe it 's the throttle. Maybe it 's the shooting. Maybe it 's the power I 've got now. But I feel ... I feel so ... '' Her vocalisation trailed off.

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

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

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

'' No shit. I want to fuck just about anybody right now. But I 'm on my goddamn menstruation ... ''

I did n't quite know what to say. This situation has n't happened to me before.

'' Yeah, um ... I 'm not so good with the whole rakehell thing ... Fuck, there 's another one over there. ``

Erin was on it. She hustled over and spiked this middle aged zombi spirit cleaning lady right in the forehead, through the fence.

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

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

'' handle on, steady. Let 's empty that first. '' 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 primer with the rifle between her legs. She pulled it up into her pussy and grabbed her tits through her blouse. She moaned with joy as she gripped the rifle with her thighs.

This was just too serious. I got my thickening shaft out.

'' Saviour Jesus, yes ! Let me absorb that, please ? Let me fellate your big surd peter. ``

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

Fucken A ! She took probably 6 of my 8 inch into her hot oral fissure. Then she bobbed quickly up and down my shaft, her hand following her lip and squeezing my cock so be intimate hard.

She spoke between her moans. `` 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 roll in the hay animal today ... you 're a piece of ass hard corps killer ... suction that peter, suck it suck it suck it oh FUCK I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

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

Fiery barb of sperm exploded into her rima oris, down her pharynx. She kept her mouth on the tip as her hand stroked me, coaxing out more cum and More cum. She swallowed immediately to make room for it all, and swallowed some more.

I stopped cumming and she fell back onto the land. I followed her and pushed the rifle aside. I just grabbed her cunt through her pant and shook and squeezed her.

She hollered `` YES '' and yanked up her shirt to reveal her gorgeous breasts. With my former hand I grabbed the rifle and placed it on her nipple, she grabbed it and rubbed it furiously on them as I continued to sway her cunt.

In just a few bit she clenched my hand with her pegleg and thrashed about as her orgasm took her.

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh nookie ... shit ... damn ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the waving kept cumming.
I spotted a zombie at the fencing. I traded hands so my right was now justify to draw my .45.
Boom ! And the Zed 's question exploded.

'' sanctum piece of tail ! ! ! ! '' Erin screamed as her climax seemed to increase in ferocity. `` Do it again ! ``

microphone boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' FUCK ! ``

Boom !

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

Boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

gold rush Boom microphone boom bunce !

And she finally collapsed, her body trembling as her limb hit the dirt.

I dropped the empty pistol on the ground.

I was hard as a shag rock again. I had never seen such a carnal display in my aliveness. I furiously stroked my cock as she watched. In a few seconds I shot a minor load right on her gorgeous picayune tits. The sperm was less, but my orgasm was heavy. Holy shit.

Erin wiped up my cum from her boob and licked it off her finger's breadth. All of it. What a fucking trooper.

'' Maybe we 'll kill some more Zeds tomorrow, '' I said, putting myself back together.

'' ezed ? '' 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 fuck me, Michael. Seriously. aunt Flo leaves town in a duad days. ``

'' You make sure it 's all elucidate and I 'll eat your cunt money box you beg me to finish. ``

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

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


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'' Was that Sir Thomas More shot we heard ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear wheel. `` Few more snake god showed up. Right at the fence. ``
Some of the girl were all fresh and plumb. They looked awesome in mine and my ex 's camo pants and t-shirts. A couple were still lousy, waiting their round. William Blake was all clean too. Guess he did n't experience about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a computer in this little office over here. And I 've got a tablet. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's forget of it. Why do n't you do ... five minute shifting until everyone has a shot at it, then remove ten second shifts. ``

You never saw young mass move so fast in your life. Gayle got a chuckle out of it. Nice to see her smile.

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

'' It can wait, '' she replied. `` Just some admirer. ``

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

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

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

'' Lorraine. ``

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

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

'' Yeah. Probably due to my icky sewing. Maybe we 'll put some ace gum on it to help varnish up the wound. ``

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

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical way and re-patched her daughter, Lothringen. 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 Denver for a funeral of one of their friends who 'd been killed in a car accident. The military service was at a funeral home and, during the service, one of the other beat bodies came out of the indorse room and started to bite folks. This automaton bit five or six multitude before they subdued it. The girls fled in panic. Gayle, the house mother, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to make their way back, massive traffic jams developed as zombies and people ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their girlfriend 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 missy at this point. Gayle tried to manoeuver north, to go back home plate, 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 out up in some smaller places like Colorado Springs or Littleton, but they were all in the process of being over-run. They kept heading south.

They ran out of gas a couple miles from here, and hoof it it into town. Not so easy with frightened girls and in high spirits heels. In town, nonentity would help them, the zombies were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned house with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

'' Deliverer. I do n't live what to say. I 'm glad I took my helmet off at that moment. ``

'' 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 girls were all around now.

I finally got my cascade and came back out. The daughter were talking quietly, some were crying as they had n't been able-bodied to get in touch with anybody.

I decided it was time for a picayune alteration of pace.

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

I made the hot chocolates, and put a freehanded amount of Nathan Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a movie as the daughter found spots on the lounge with their pillows. most were in my boxer shorts and my olive olive-drab T-shirts. They all asked what pic, but I would n't tell them.

The music started as beautiful snap of mountain passed by on the blind. The music built up ...

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

Julie Andrew appeared on the top of a hill and started singing `` The hills are active, with the phone of Music. ``

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 last-place meter, Gayle and Erin had saved me a smear on the lounge in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to decoct on the picture to keep my erection down.

As the movie played on, we started singing all the songs 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 Cash, too. Expand your mind a bit.

I tried to get up at one point for re-fills but the young lady would n't discover of it. They made more hot drinking chocolate and Bailey 's and made sure I had everything I wanted.

I surveyed my footling party ... bare legs all over, a few coolness poking through here and there, two warm females leaning against me ... could be worse.

The film finally ended. Had to inflame up a duet young woman to get them to their beds. I got hugs and candy kiss from everyone, even William Blake. Well, not osculation, thank God.

I was going to sleep in my figurer room. The regular rooms were entire and, well, this was fine with me. I got the air mattress out and it was as comfortable 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 dick some Thomas More ?

I opened the room access to see ... one of the girls. I could n't reckon 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 dark hair's-breadth hanging down. She lifted her head to me ; she had been crying.

'' Something wrong ? '' I whispered to her in the about swarthiness. The way was just barely lit by a couple of LED from the router.

She shook her heading, but pushed her way inside and closed the door. She pulled off her tee shirt and dropped her shorts to the floor, but all I could see in the swarthiness was her sad eyes.

I opened my arms and she hugged me, like she was holding on for dear life. She cried quietly against my pectus for respective minutes as I rocked her. I did n't want to ask what it was, I could pretty much material body it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many booster die, probably orphaned now ... still, my cock got hard because of a naked body pressed into me.

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

I moved my paw down to her rather plump ass, her delicate frame so pliant in my strong helping hand. She moaned and thrust her glossa in my backtalk, searching, exploring. Her hand went down to my cock and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her spinal column. In the dim light, I could see her marvelous nipple splayed out to the face. Christ, I did n't recognise she had those ! I went to suckle them, but she stopped me. Spreading her legs, she whispered her only word of honor to me.

'' Just fuck me. Please. Fuck me now. ``

I rolled on top of her, my rock hard stopcock between her freshly shaven legs. With just a little maneuvering, my cock found her kitty. I rubbed myself up and down her dent a duad sentence, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my dick was right at her front threshold. Then I entered her orbit. She gasped as I slowly pass my peter into her. I just pressed, let my weighting come down on her. I drove my pecker all the way in. 8 in 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 stroking brought new moan and gasp from both of us. We slowly increased stop number. footling faster. Little harder, too. Her glossy cunt paries felt so Nice and loaded on my steel concentrated shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't desire to let go. I grabbed her left tit backbreaking, I did n't want to let go. But I could finger those feelings heading my way. And fucking this hot teenager ( or maybe she 's twenty dollar bill, who the screwing knows I ca n't even remember of her name ) with her slick slit is helping the situation way too lots. No amount of football idea are going to stop this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

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

She only clenched harder, wanting me to cum inside her. Yeah, maybe not right now ...
The seminal fluid finally got to me, I pulled out ( with some difficulty ) and shot my shipment from right there. Long streak of cum shot out, I 'm not certainly where they went as it was nearly drear. I stroked until it was all done. Saviour that was nice.

The girl sat up and moved towards my prick, and found it with her oral fissure. She licked and sucked my tittup clean of her and my succus. I 've GOT to chance out what her name is ! I do n't want this to be a old thing. The obvious dawned on me about this time ; 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 townsfolk on her snatch. I just ate her hard, and licked her severe, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my whole fount in there. She pumped her clitoris against my tongue as I jammed most of my deal up her dripping twat. I pumped her furiously with my flexing fingers and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty cunt succus. I slipped my other hand to her ass and pressed in with my pointer finger. Her succus had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without warning, and without any noise, she clamped her thighs together, locking my custody in space in her ass and cunt. I pressed harder on her clit as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and hold my face right in there. I wanted this baby to remember this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the full radiance of the LED. She dipped a couple fingers of her right hand into her cunt, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her paw up to her right nipple and coated it with her own juices. With her left field hired man, she raised her tit to her oral fissure and basically made out with her own nipple for a minute or so. She did the Lapp thing again but to her left tit.

well 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 clock time in the end few hours, not bad for an old man of almost 40.

But now I 'm laborious as ever, ca n't let this go to neutralize !

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

She grinned, then turned and got on all fours, her pussy and ass in manifestly view of the dim visible light. She turned her head back towards me and raised her brow. She does n't mouth a good deal, but we seem to translate each early pretty well without the chatter.

I moved in behind her, preparing to mount up her pussy. My head pressed into her pussy brim, still wet from her secretion. 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 trivial and played with her pussy, getting my fingers wet so I could lube up her asshole. I drew up as much saliva as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a arcminute or so I assumed the attitude again, only a little higher this time.

I dripped a net spittle on my putz, and pressed it against her asshole.

The head slid veracious in.

She stiffened slightly at foremost, but I worked it back and forth a while and she relaxed again. With some more back and forth activeness, I pressed a little harder, going deeper into this usually veto area. I did n't desire to press to hard, though, and hurt her or daunt her off.

Next thing I know she just backs up into me, hard ! My cock sinks to the hilt, so trench up inside her.

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

With increasing intensity level, I fucked her ass good. It 's different than a pussycat, tighter right at the first step but a bit sluttish once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

I reached around to frig her pussy with one helping hand and grabbed a big tit with the early and squeezed the asshole out of it. Still not a sound out of her. Hey, I do n't want her to wake everyone up but I also want to have some impact on her, know what I mean ?

I fucked her faster, so libertine I was like a blur in her tight ass. I grabbed her nipple and made a clenched fist with it inside my fingers. My nails dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her cunt and raised her physical structure to come across each nimble driving force of my cock.

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

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

The doorway to my little computing device room flare-up unfastened and somebody hit the lights, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent splendor. What the literal shtup ?



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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 Lothringen she 's in problem I think and I do n't ... '' she stopped talking mid-sentence as the movie became clear to her.

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

'' What 's the topic with her ? '' I asked, trying to dampen the tension. My shtup chum tried to dig a cakehole in the air mattress. She managed to hide out a little bit in the blanket. Of course, by this time, a pair former lady friend had come out to see what the problem was. I started dressing.

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

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

With sudden sword in her voice and a cold severe stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a fever of 103.6. She wo n't wake up. I looked at the wound and it seems infect. Her respiration is shallow and ragged. She needs antibiotic, or something. ``

Shit, I thought as I laced up my boots. I do n't have any liquid antibiotics, just pills. But you ca n't construct an unconscious person deglutition oral contraceptive pill and liquidity. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' someone go get William Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in town ? ``

'' Uh ... just Doc Brown. ``

'' Does he give IVs to mass ? ``

'' Um ... um ... Yeah ! When those tramper got lost end year ? We brought them to him after we found them. He put those cup of tea on them. ``

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

'' RFN ? ``

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

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

'' Uh, '' answered somebody who was n't Erin. `` She just ran to endorse her elbow room also ... yeah she 's getting dressed, too. ``

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll pass water a stop number run to town. 5 minutes. Grab some tinker's dam from the Doc 's place. spinal column immediately. 10 minutes, tops. We 'll save her. ``

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

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

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

'' transmission channel 16. pass on it on but do n't predict us unless we call you. Here 's the clit to talk. ``

I scooped up my fixture AR and my visualise one from back up nursing home. It 's got a red-dot ken that 's very handy in the dark.

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

'' Um, just air-soft artillery, yeah. '' Jesus, what kind of state boy does n't dash ?

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

We bounced in to town in disc time. The Unimog is an awesome rig, but it 's not real fast, and it 's not rattling lull. I had outfitted my Jeep with some in force Teraflex portion underneath so we could deal the jumpy road at speed with ease.

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

I cut the illumination and slowed. The Jeep has a calm exhaust on it, but it still squeaks and the tyre make randomness on the pavement, too.

'' You can force, right Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no concern. ``

'' Ok, it 's an reflex. We 're going to back up to the office staff. I 'm going to turn on these rear lights to shine inside. William Blake and I will dash and seize. I want you standing outside, but right by the Jeep. stay fresh it running. I need you to keep the area exculpated. But do n't shoot until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes pop, '' she said.

What the ass ? dad ? Whatever ... I do n't have time to worry about that.

I busted in a battery-acid of meth on Doc 's front end doorway. The racket made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the whole thing down.

'' Eyes sharp, '' I whispered to Blake. `` Keep sweeping the light. '' He had a flashlight, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and untie the ignition lock. We entered the office.
kind of messy for a Doctor 's office staff, I thought. theme and shit were on the floor, things knocked down. Maybe we were n't the initiatory to foray the place ?

Blake waved towards the dorsum, indicating where to go.

His flashlight hit upon a stainless steel locked cabinet down in the back. I looked at William Blake and he nodded. He had his sharpened crovel at the set. I let him go first.

stupid person ... stupid person pillock stupe !

He walked past the examining room. I followed, but as I did a zombie came out and grabbed me and knocked me down. the Nazarene Jesus Christ, I thought, as we fell in the hallway. I do n't have got 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 bite. I could n't get my rifle to bear on something in away from me. I was form of sitting on my side arm, so that was no good. I punched him a couple times to keep him away. But Zed never gets tired, or injure, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar knife is on my chest rig, if I can just gain it ....

Blake screamed.

'' well 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 little off kilter now. I risked a glance at Blake to see why he was n't helping me.

Blake stood a few feet from his own automaton. Doc Brown, from the flavor of him. His white coat spattered with rake, he was coming towards Blake.

I punched my Zed again as hard as I fucking could, further tweaking his brain 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 advertize him off me just in time to see the Doc bearing down on Blake. I grabbed my rifle and fired off a perfect headshot on the stagnant Doc.

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

Shit shit dogshit diddley !

Blake handed me the cay to the cabinet.

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

'' No buddy. It 's okay. You did fine. '' What the piece of ass else was I going to say ?

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

I rummaged through the storage locker as Blake tried to explain.

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV bags. I dumped out a trash can and threw them all in there. Then I grabbed several tube-looking thing and as many syrinx as I could. I also threw in some nursing bottle of pills, and piddling bottle of liquids that had drug gens on them. I do n't know what they were, I took them all. I looked at Blake as he struggled to speak.

'' Michael ... you have to go. Save Lothringen. '' He was a Sir Noel Pierce Coward two minute ago. Now he 's turn granite balls.

'' seminal fluid on 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 blood from the backside Jeep lights.

'' I got bit. You guys go. I 'm ... done ... I can sense it ... '' I did n't cognise what to do, or say. He was rectify, of course. He was done.

Erin came around on his non-bitten side of meat, 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 brave son of a beef, '' 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 luminosity, some zombi spirit saw him and started shuffling towards him. We had a clean getaway now.

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

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

I raised my rifle. Sighted in on the objective. I paused for a present moment. Exhaled.

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flare pass from the back of the Jeep and lit it. I tossed it a couple feet away. I made her tug away, slowly down Main Street without any light and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare pass would suck up the zombi towards its light, so they would n't follow us place. 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 belated, '' replied Gayle, tersely. `` You guys just fooling around out there ? '' Ouch.
I did n't respond.

Erin drove like a Baja 1000 genius. I sat there and bounced around. Somehow I had gotten my rear end whack on, I do n't commemorate doing that.

I should cause cleared the elbow room before we passed them. I 've watched enough cop show and war movies to love that you do n't take the air past a nooky room without checking it. Jesus.
William Blake 's utter because of me. I got him killed. Then I had to murder him and bequeath him in the street, like a rabid dog.

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

'' Where 's William Blake ? ``

My throat clamped up as I tried to perish back the bust and the scream. 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 radical, then a lot 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 avail but my hands were too shaky. I almost spilled the amoxicillan bottle. But I could still help. form of.

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my voice sounding weird to me. `` Get the tablet over here. Yeah. click on the waiter image, right. Click health check, ok click the IV folder, click that file, yeah salmagundi. ``

Fortunately, I had my downloaded single file pretty well organized. We skimmed and found the focussing for the proper measure of antibiotic drug fluid for the IV bag. Erin put in the right amount.
Then we searched the videos and found how to sneak in a line for the IV. Gayle watched it twice.

She looked at me, my hired man were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

She got it on the kickoff try. We set the drip mold rate, and hoped for the best.

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

I went to the main dining board and slumped down in a chair. The girls tried to console me, but I did n't desire any of that. Erin understood that. She moved them away from me and started to get everyone back to bed. It was correct about midnight.

'' Six A.M. daughter, '' 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 methamphetamine hydrochloride. She put it in front of me.

'' Thanks. ``

'' I 'm not doing this to be courteous to you, '' she said, bluntly. `` I need you to calm the hell down and bulge out functioning again. Now, tell me what happened. ``

I sat up and swallowed the drinking down.

'' I made a misunderstanding. It 's all my mistake. '' Gayle just looked at me. `` I let Blake go ahead of me at the doctor 's agency. We went by a 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 late ... Then I had to inject Blake ... ''

I put my headspring in my work force and sobbed. That poor people ass kid, he was only 18 or 19.

Gayle got my chicken feed and poured another two-bagger shot.

'' feeling, Michael. Blake was a sweet kid. But he was n't a fighter. When we all crashed into his home, he did n't help fend off the living dead, he just stood there. It 's not your error. ``

'' Well, I should n't get put anyone who 's that unprepared in that site. That 's why we 're getting up early tomorrow. We 're starting basic breeding. ``

I stood up to go to bed.

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

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her public figure. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not for sure what your programme is, but you better watch what you 're doing here. These girls are very ... legal tender right now. And you 're like some hoagie father figure to them. Watch your step. Good night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a terrible sleep.

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Chapter 5 - canonical
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Gayle changed out Lothringen 's IV bag in the middle of the night. The following break of day, her fever was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

'Basic education'began with a speech about this new worldly concern, we have to toughen up, yadda yadda yadda, we ca n't have any more Blake incidents, etc. We did an hr of callisthenics and cardio.

Then we trained on the artillery. With youtube TV and hands-on education, they became skillful at handling, loading, and clearing the AR-15, the 10/22, and Remington 870 shotgun.
It was rather chilling during training, we could hear Zed moaning out-of-door. We had n't locked the logic gate hold out Nox and they were in the perimeter. The girls were paying very secure attention.

Finally, it was time for last ardour grooming. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the eternal rest of us went up to the roof with one AR and the 10/22 and a bunch of magazines for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the last moan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly safe, though. Zed ca n't climb 12 invertebrate foot upright walls.

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

'' Tina, you try it. '' The nice thing about the AR, it shoots a low but brawny bullet. Still, the kick on that is minimal. Women can easily shoot it without losing ascendancy of the weapon. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

'' O.K. you 're a piddling low, you got his chest. ``

BAM !

'' Still low, piddle sure you 're using the front plenty, line of reasoning up both sights. ``

BAM !

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

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few sentence. Erin grabbed my ass at one detail, 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 unsettle her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to bear developed a broken but still warm dislike towards me. Sorry honey, one kiss does n't mean we are undivided. Although, she is so damn attractive. And Henry Sweet, and strong. Christ ...

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

The balance of the day was more breeding, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 dead Zeds on your place ? We ended up fashioning these big hooks out of some rebar we had in a drop. Rebar, that ace warm steel they use in concrete social organisation. We tied two roofy to that so two or four people could haul them across the solid ground. There was a small roughness in the earth outside the fencing line of products, we dragged them over there as best we could. This ended up being the ripe metier breeding exercise. You used you legs, arms, pectus, core, everything.

I need these girl to be warm. I need to count on them. We need to bring back our world.
Patsy stayed behind with Lorraine so Gayle could pee dinner ready for everyone, which was nice.

I really liked the busy bodily function all day. It variety of helped go along Blake out of my head teacher. But in the evening, he came back to bother me. A lot. The young woman put on Legally Blonde. No, not a porn, 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 boards for new info, put out some info. We, the scattered few still connected to the Web, were trying to recognize if last was caused by the collation only, or if it could be caused by transference of fluids. Like, say, a Zed drool on you and it gets in your rima oris or eye or a cut. Nobody had anything conclusive yet. I said we should assume it 's transferable without a chomp, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty a lot like a George Romero zombi ; not really fast, not smart, drawn to smell, sound and motion, and eager for man flesh to eat. fountainhead at least nobody has seen any running zombie spirit. Unfortunately, it seemed that any death was now a turn-into-a-zombie case. Not just from a bite, but a heart attack, too.

Then I looked at our supplies, our land mapping, and tried to think of some design. 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 house out the Ithiel Town. But before that, we needed to get these young woman in chassis and properly outfitted. They were all wearying wearing apparel and brake shoe that did n't really fit.

One more day of training, then we 'll make a another high-speed dash into townspeople for some stuff.
I heard the pic 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 iron heel camping again tomorrow.

Everyone except Gayle hugged me goodnight. She did say it, though. Lorraine was up, gingerly, gave me a soft hug. She does n't experience me at all, but everyone 's been filling her in on the recent result. Lorraine is ... really pretty. I mean, take your intimation away pretty. She looks at you and you puff out your thorax a little, suck in your gut.

I had a span generous crack of Gentleman jackstones, and I tried going to sleep. But nothing happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my door again. poop. My head was n't in the right office for this. Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

I got up and went to afford the door. I was fully prepare to tell Kaitlyn or Erin that I just was n't in the mood right now. Really. I was.

I flung the room access open, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Lyndon Johnson sisters. They were n't twins, being a twain old age apart, but they had a strong family unit resemblance. Light reddish hair, fair skin, precious little freckles ... 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 wing now and -- ''

Kristin raised her weaponry over her foreland. Lizzie lifted Kristin 's shirt up and over her head. She bent down and licked Kristin 's beautiful pinko nipple. Probably a C-cup.

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

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

But I 'm also a man.

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Chapter 6 - divine revelation
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I woke up alone the side by side morning time, wondering where the sisters went. the Nazarene, they were incredible. It 's the kind of thing where I ca n't give an take play-by-play description of what went down, there was just so a great deal going on ! Plus I was buzzed from the beers and the Jack. But it was something like this :

Lizzie was the older one, 21, it turns out. And Kristin the unseasoned at just preceding 18. Lizzie, the assailant, pushed me down in my wheelie professorship and told me to just sit there for awhile, not to move.

The two daughter stood right in forepart of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pants, exposing her shaved pubic area. She raised Kristin 's leg kind of past times me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the bulwark for accompaniment. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's body, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her parts. And all the while she 's whispering `` face at these tits ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so voiced '' 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 slit. I went from 80 % hard to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a couple of tercet before. And let me tell you, it ai n't like in the erotica. One of the young lady is usually shy, and then individual gets their feelings hurt because they are n't getting enough attention or whatever ... virtually people just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two sis, unlike floor ! Lizzie stopped eating her sis 's pussy and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous sass was enhanced by the dripping pussycat juice from Kristin. Jesus, kissing a hot young young woman, who 's got her own sister 's juices on her lips, I was just melting. I was n't mindful at the clock time, but all thoughts of Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

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

I got up off the chair and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my expression in Kristin 's Brigham Young slit alright. Her succus already flowing from her Sister 's clapper, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my conciliate 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 titty ... then I got rolled on my back and had Lizzie 's cunt smashing my nerve 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 make love. My cock was never not in a sassing or a pussy for very long at all. I remember at one compass point pulling my putz out of Lizzie 's twat and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's rima oris. Both of the lady friend just could n't get enough of each others pussy juices.

A bit later, the girls were sixty-nining, with my stopcock going in a hot pussy, and getting licked on the outstroke. holy place shit ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the sentence on all quadruplet with Kristin under her ) told me to jack off into her motherfucker. I did n't really make love her ass, just pressed the tip against her hole and jacked myself.

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

... into Kristin 's mouth.

'' Do n't you withdraw that material, bitch ! '' whispered Lizzie.

Kristin held my cum in her mouthpiece as she licked her sis ass, cleaning it all up. Lizzie promptly turned around and kissed her Sister firmly and tenderly and roughly, and they fought for the cum back and forth. Some ran down Kristin 's buttock. The two girls entwined their legs and ground their pussies into each other, cumming knockout simultaneously in just a couple minutes. I forced my way from behind so I could try and solve 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, angry 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 lingua completely up Kristin 's ass, then slipped in a finger with some spit and twat succus. Finally she had three fingers in there and pronounced her ready.

My cock was pretty worn out at this point, but we rallied and I butt-fucked Kristin. Yes, I butt-fucked an 18 year and one-month old hot babe. I remember grabbing her boob hard ... and I remember her cumming so hard pussy 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 hammer, though ; she wanted my cum since Kristin seemed to be holding it inside her ass.

Both girl wanted more. I was n't set up to obligate anymore. But I laid there, sucking soft nipple while they masturbated themselves on my branch. I did cum one more meter ... but there was hardly any seminal fluid cumming out, mostly just detritus at this point.

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

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After our daybreak P90 workout, we ate Gayle 's pancakes from my dehydrated stash, and I talked about my general program for taking back our little neighboring town. Since it did n't look like my buddies were coming, I was going to use their food, and heavy weapon, and other supplies. With all of us, We had about 3 year of food in storage.

But that was n't enough. What then ? My architectural plan was to get farming side by side spring. But we need to clear out Zach and all his friends first ; ca n't have him trampling all over our subject and gardens.
Then, Patsy spoke up.

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

All heads turned her way, you could hear the syrup flowing down the cakes.

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

'' No. I 'm serious.. I 've been doing a lot of thinking these last few Clarence Day. I think this is the
Apocalypse. Armageddon. You know, from The Scripture of revelation. This is the Tribulation.

'' These the great unwashed 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 holler, but I could get wind chump saying something like `` You 're going against God 's plan '' or some tinker's dam like that.

Hey, I 'm a believer in the U. S. physical composition. You want to believe in the Big Sky Daddy, go in good order ahead. That 's your right, it 's part of the First Amendment. You want to believe in the flight Spaghetti fiend ? Fine. I do n't handle. But your exemption and rights end when they impact my freedom and rights.

I tapped my coffee cup a few prison term on the tabular array. The clamor dimmed, and finally stopped as all eyes turned towards me.

'' Patsy ... you can believe what you want to consider. But, you are also a guest in my house. My plan, for all the occupants of this menage, is to try and get through this Zombie Revelation of Saint John the Divine, and to save support and belt down the bad guys. I want to plant crops, I want us to be safe. I want us to experience. I kind of thought those were mutual feelings we all had. I expected everyone in this theater to mold towards that goal. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

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

'' Let 's see a show of hands.Who wants to try and know through this affair and come out the other side of meat ? '' Everyone 's hand went up except Patsy's.

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

'' Well, we just ... wait 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, '' Patsy said. stress on the 'you 're'; full phase of the moon of scorn. `` No, we have to expect for a signboard. ``

'' Do you want to wait in this menage ? My mansion ? ``

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

More hollering. Gayle glared at me. Lorraine, or Lorrie as I was now calling her, looked at me a niggling damage, like she was being left out of something. Jesus, it did n't experience just to disappoint her. What the fuck ?

I ate the relief of my breakfast. The girls were all agitated with fall guy and they argued with each other. I looked at Patsy. Pretty young lady, dyed blonde hair, nice business firm body, obviously somewhat chic 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 oculus followed me. I grabbed my rifle and headed outside.

'' I 'll be back. ``

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

I came back with a courteous backpack, filled up.

'' fool. First of all, I 'm no-good to take infringed on your impression. That was untimely of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

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

'' But you 've made it plain you do n't want to stick around here. So I put together a piffling kit here, '' I indicated the back pack. `` There 's piddle for three 24-hour interval, solid food, a jacket, gloves, matches, oh and a Holy Writ, of grade. Let 's see, no arm, of course. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

'' What ... what do you signify ? '' asked Patsy, 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.

'' fool, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't have mortal here who I ca n't believe not to go away a door unfastened on purpose. '' I held up the pack for her.

'' Gayle ? '' fall guy pleaded.

Gayle looked at her feet. `` You know, Patsy, I think Michael 's rightfield. If you feel this way, you endanger all of us. I 've almost lost my own daughter due to an chance event with these ... things that certainly are n't Angels. I 'm not going to risk that you want these things to live ! ``

Lorrie chimed in. `` You know they almost killed me. They DID pop a lot of our protagonist. If you want these ... zombies to dwell, then you do n't belong to here. ``

'' You unspoilt not go to townsfolk, tap, `` I said. `` We 'll be killing a lot of Angels there and I do n't want you to be upset by that. ``

'' The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want ... '' Patsy began. She kept praying as she shouldered the face pack. I helped her adjust the straps. `` Yea, though I walk through the valley of the darkness of death, I will fear no evil. ``

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

'' Surely goodness and mercy will accompany me, all the days of my aliveness. ``

Gayle looked at me and shrugged. I shrugged, too. Maybe this is God 's programme. I think it sucks, whatever it is. I think mark just went orchis, is all.

I went to my room and returned with the .308 rifle. It 's got a 16 exponent scope on it, and I 'm pretty respectable with it. I can hit a 1-foot blade 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 teacher. soft touch did n't flinch, just keep on right on repeating her Psalm for what seemed like the 23rd time.

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

BOOM !

'' Jesus ! '' Erin jumped. `` That thing bark, does n't it ! ``

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

bunce ! and another Zeke fell. mug stopped at the bushed 'Angels'and crossed herself and them, like she was blessing them.

gold rush ! got him.

BOOM ! got her.

roar ! 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 valley, `` come BACK ! ! ! ``

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

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

That fifth part Zach was now walking in a straight subscriber line away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... hold ... microphone boom !

Got him ! But my excitement was short-circuit lived as we saw respective more Zach 's come from the town domain and headed to where Patsy would be. They were out of range, though.

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

'' She made her decisiveness. I think mike 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 purpose. Michael was right. She was a danger to us. ``

We spent the rest of the day preparing our weapons, teaching the girls how to care for and clean them, ran through more practice to clear press etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the group 's hoard of similar arm. My buddies wo n't mind, since they are gone ...

The modality was, okay. the great unwashed were disappointed with chump, 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 hit her living dead 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 '' memory. The missy need underwear, shoes that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these girls have real big tits. And I need them to be able to run. Big bouncing mammilla are fun to watch in decelerate motion when they run, but in a Zed situation it ai n't cool down to have things going in all directions. Got ta strap those puppy down.

'' I 'm going to want two volunteers for tomorrow 's digression, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now hold on a second. I need people who are good guesswork, can move quick, and do n't mind getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two Thomas More ... Lorrie, lamentable sweetheart, you need More healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, asshole ! ``

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

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

So instead of a picture that night, we all cleaned the weapon system and checked our ingroup. We loaded the Jeep with some craft goods, like congius jug of piss and canned foods in case we found some survivor. Also some dry foods like instant potato and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

'' Alright everyone. Bedtime. And we 're on lockdown tonight. '' Got a pair snort on that one.

'' I 'm grievous. We need to be up bright and early and cook to go. ``

I was left unmolested that nighttime, which was well. I got some pretty good sleep.

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Chapter 7 - pa 's Little missy
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We dressed for battle as best we could. The bike 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 leave was a bit tearful.

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with weeping in her eyes. I held her articulatio humeri, afraid to touch her dorsum. 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 dead zee from the other day. Nobody is cleaning up the Ithiel Town. We stopped in straw man of `` Master 's '' store. Peeking in the windows, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the meth lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, movement. knack on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the store. I did n't want to just fritter away and bust up the methamphetamine, I wanted to sustain some unity to the shop. Talking to the girlfriend, we drove the jeep around the English of the store. I took a set of keys, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the jeep and went up the fervency escape to the bit trading floor. I climbed in the windowpane and cleared the area. The early gal came in. Okay.

'' I 'm going downstairs, '' I whispered. `` I 'm going to take him out with the Crovel. '' That 's my mini spadeful with a razor incisive edge.

I took two whole step downstairs, and was met by a young 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 other rifles pointed at his principal. Then a door opened up behind us. Confusion reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't live who to point it at. My missy were yelling, so were the boy ; this was very tense and could go bad in a hurry. But I could see these were youthful kids. I did n't call up they were dangerous, just being protective.

'' My young lady ! SHUT UP ! '' And they did. `` Okay fellas. I 'm going to take my helmet off. Ok ? Just real number slow, we are n't here to hurt you. We want to buy or trade for some things. ``

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

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

'' Ok. See ? Just a fixture guy. Erin, girls. Lower your rifles. See guys ? We 're cool. Everybody 's cool ... Lean your rifles on the wall. Nice and well-situated. Yeah that 's it. OK, now take off your helmets. ``

This is what I was counting on. And it worked. The guy cable 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 nerve. I asked the other guy to lower his gun, which he did.

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

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

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

'' Morgan and Wyatt ? '' I kind of smirked. `` Where 's Vergil ? '' I joked. You know, the Earp sidekick. 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 deplorable about your brother. I 'm Michael. And really, we just want to trade for some stuff. Who 's schoolmaster ? Is he the owner ? ``

'' That 's our dad. Bat sea captain. We 're his sons. He was killed at the Christian church on that initiatory night ... ''

'' So, you 're ... Bat Masters'Son ? '' I smiled again. Another laugh only old guy get.

'' well guys, I 'm very no-good for your loss. But we need some things for the girls. You fellas involve water ? Food ? ``

'' We need water bad, '' said Thomas Hunt Morgan. `` We 're all out, and drinking out of the throne armored combat vehicle -- OWW ! ``

Wyat slugged him on the shoulder. He did n't want to look bad in front end of the girls.

'' male child, '' I said. `` Before we do any trading, we 've got to ... remove Virgil ... ''

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

Thomas Hunt Morgan nodded. Erin and I went downstairs, helmets back on and weapon system ready..

I opened the backdoor with the key from Sir Thomas Wyat, and I quickly dispatched poor Vergil with my Crovel. Erin helped me sweep up him outside. We cleaned up the parentage so the boys would n't see anything.

The atmosphere lightened up then. The two sis went shopping with the boys helping. For a shitty small Town, they had pretty goodness stuff. I guess there 's a pretty famous trailhead up in the Sir Henry Joseph Wood, so they get quite a few hiker coming through here needing last minute gear.

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

'' Can we get to the clock tower from here ? '' I asked. It was just a minuscule cupola kind of a thing, sitting on the roof of the second floor. We climbed the stairs from the roof. A couple flush and the clock fell out of the presence. squeamish view from here, we could see virtually of the town, now.

I looked at Erin. Her nerve pleaded with me.

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

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

BOOM !

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

gold rush !

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

BOOM !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

I pointed out a few down the other side of meat of the street. Erin gleefully adjusted her status and took them down. One scene each. She 's a habitue sharpshooter, a natural.

She also had this excited look on her case, kind of like the early 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.

BOOM !

But this time, instead of 'yeah child'or something, she just variety of moaned a niggling, like `` Mmmmm-hmmmmm. ``

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

'' You 're an awesome shot, peach ! '' And I rested my handwriting on her passementerie little ass.

She giggled and pressed into my hand. `` Harder ... yes Daddy ... wring me .... hold ... stop ... '' she sighted in another target.

BOOM !

'' Jesus ! '' she cried out as I resumed massaging her ass. She spread her legs Sir Thomas More, inviting my hand to travel down the crack to in between her thighs. I stopped, but did n't let go, when I heard her do the big exhale. That meant she had one in her sights. After the report of the gun, I continued.

'' Reloading, '' she said. I took that moment to reach around her and unwrap her belt ammunition, then just shucked her camo pant down. She was n't wearing any underclothing. She struggled out of one leg, so she could still proceed. I rested my hand on her silklike smooth au naturel butt.

Erin exhaled, I paused, and bunce !

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

'' Mmmmm Goddd yess ... .. '' Exhale, pause, turn back moving ... BOOM !

And I jammed three more fingers up her oozing cunt.

'' Redeemer I 'm close Daddy ... so close ... '' BOOM !

I pulled my helping hand out of her backside, and reached around to the front so I could thrust and massage her clit.

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

'' Aim high, '' I said, frigging her with my hand. `` To the right of the water tugboat. Just shoot when you need to. ``

I squeezed her clit in between my thumb and fingers, her slight swell up brother sent chill throughout her body.

roar !

'' ass ! ! ! ``

BOOM !

'' YESS ! ! ! ! ! '' and she came with sharp contractions. Her juice literally flowed over my fingers. I jammed my finger into her mouth, she licked and sucked down her succus and moaned at me. I pulled my hired hand out.

'' Fuck me, Daddy, '' she pleaded.

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my daddy, '' she said softly. `` fucking me Daddy. '' Then through gritted teeth : `` Fuck me gruelling dad ! Let me wipe out these fuckers and sleep together me, papa. ``

Jesus Christ, I do n't even cause a girl, but hearing her talk like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a hurry. I lined up right behind her and shoved my putz up her blind drunk 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 tough on her, though, she was just oozing puss juice.

She took aim some more. I paused.

gravy ! She shot this char Zena in the head.

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

roar !

I fucked her hot cunt while she continued targeting. She lined up a guessing, but I could n't help myself, my peter twitched inside her aroused cunt.

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

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

I fucked her as hard as I could while she tried to finish the dead Zach.

'' halt it ! '' she giggled.

trousering, I said, `` You 've got to discover to ... hit your targets when ( gasp ) you 're under a lot of ( unh ) pressure. ``

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

Erin rested the gun and took her fucking like a champion, bucking her hip joint back into my thrusts. I grabbed and yanked on her ponytail as my throbbing rooster sank deeper and deeper into her body.

Erin reached down to her cunt and frigged herself for a few moments, then took that hired man and tried to shove it in my face. She succeeded, smearing my face with creamy pussy cum.

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

'' papa 's little fucking whore ? Huh baby ? ``

'' Yes Daddy oh my ass GOD ! ``

'' You like Daddy 's rooster ? ``

'' Yeah daddy keep fucking me ! ``

'' I 'm gon na cum in your slight slit, baby. You want Daddy 's cum do n't you baby ? ``

'' Oh FUCK YES dada ! Cum in me Daddy ! ! ``

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

And I came inside her like a tidal wave. I could feel her snatch walls contract around my cock as she came also. Hot spermatozoon met hot kitty-cat juice to produce white-hot lava inside her cunt.

'' Deliverer Erin ! '' I cried out. `` Fuckkkkk ! '' And I pumped and squeezed the conclusion turn of sperm out of my throbbing dick.

'' Oh daddy '' Erin whispered, I could barely hear her in the ignitor cockcrow breeze. `` daddy ... pappa ... ''

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

'' clean and jerk me up, child, '' I said to her. `` I want to fool away a few. ``

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

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

'' Lookit this daddy. '' she said. I looked down to see her squatting, her deal beneath her pussy, catching the dripping cum. She put her other 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 good, Daddy. '' She got a duet more handfuls of cum as I shot More Zachs and Zenas. Fuckers just kept coming. How many were there in this town ?

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

I pulled the little two-way radio out of my shoulder joint pocket and put in a call to the house.

'' Mustang ! This is Ghostrider, requesting a flyby. I mean, requesting a condition story. ``

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The magniloquent one ? loggerhead ! ``

Yeah she 's the tall one. At least six ft. But nicely proportioned. Very nicely proportioned.
Gayle keyed the mic again. `` How are you cat ? We hear a lot of shooter. Oh, and Lorraine says to assure you 'negative Ghostrider, the pattern is wide'. What the sin are you guys talking about ? ``

I chuckled out loud while Erin just looked at me like I was stupid. `` All good here. picayune tiger is quite the sharpshooter. The Sister are negotiating for good as we speak. Will tick off back in 15. Tell Lorrie 'it 's time to buzz the tower'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

Erin and I gathered up our cartridge and the discharge memorial tablet casing for future re-loading. We headed back down the stairs.

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As Erin and I neared the bottom floor, we heard some scuffling and what sounded comparable one or both of the girls screaming. We bolted down the shoemaker's last copulate steps, my Crovel held set up to swing and Erin 's AR ready to fire. What we saw was rather surprising.

Across the store, about 30 feet, was a glass case about 15 invertebrate foot long that held knives, opera glasses, and other high dollar token. It was also the checkout area with register and acknowledgment card machine.

tilt against the display case were our two sisters, naked as Cyanocitta cristata. Their weapon system outstretched, they were holding onto the polar side of the case. They were holding on because the two brothers were fucking them from behind for all they were worth. They were facing us, but nobody saw us as they were in respective throes of passion.

I was concerned that this may not be voluntary on our girls part.

With my Crovel, I tapped on a metallic element shelf next to me and said to Erin `` top them. ``

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

'' NO it 's okay ! '' `` plosive speech sound pappa ! '' `` We asked them to ! '' and farce like that.

The boy froze, and started to withdraw.

I think it was Sir Thomas Wyat that said `` Daddy ? He 's your dad ? Oh have sex fuck nookie ... '' and started backing off.

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

'' Okay ... I 'm going to the Jeep. Hurry it up, boys. Come on Erin. ``

We started outside. I could get a line Liz saying to Wyatt `` Get back here and hump me ! He 's fine ! ``

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

'' sweetheart, what 's with the pappa stuff ? Did you and your dad ... you know -- ''

Erin looked away. `` No. it was n't like that. My don left when I was 11. He never paid much attention to me. I always tried to get his attention, but he never seemed to care much. I guess, psychologically speaking, I probably have some serious 'daddy issues'. Maybe if the zombi did n't follow I 'd end up a exotic dancer somewhere. ``

We both laughed.

'' Does it rag you ? '' she asked `` I can kibosh it. ``

'' No no, it 's fine ! I just do n't want 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 father. And, the fucking is squeamish. Very prissy. Oh shit give me the Crovel ! Now ! ``

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

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

The zombie kid started to groan. But being small he did n't experience a lot of yield. I do n't mean any others heard him.

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

With tear in my eyes, I took the crovel from Erin and finished up the maw. savage at the fucked up cosmos, I dug very hard.

'' Sorry, Daddy. ``

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

I dragged Vergil schoolmaster over to his hole. It was n't 6 fundament mystifying. 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 household member. But ... `` I did n't bonk 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 able to ... be ... exclus -- '' I started to say Exclusive.

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... Daddy ... I do n't require you to be my swain, or husband. I do want to keep fucking you. And I love you, I do. But as far as long-term goes, well you 're probably more suitable to Gayle. Maybe I 'll find someone to settle down with. Like the Dizzy sister have. ``

I finished covering up Virgil. `` Come here, baby girl. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a small bit. `` I 'll be your 'Daddy'. I 'll be dad with benefits, okay ? ``

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The party
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The Masters son were dressed, but looked a little shamefaced. The Johnson Sister were beaming, their faces a little flushed. Must 've been a pretty just time on the knife pillowcase, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out cheap and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

'' ... and we 've got place, socks, and clothing for every one. And, papa man, we got you this awful hat ! Try it on ! ``

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

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

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

Holy shit ! So that was the price ? Well I do n't know if it 's okay or not. I had to think fast.

'' spirit, we are n't trading the great unwashed for stuff. We 'll be all right without -- ''

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

Things move quickly in the New World.

'' wellspring, not so fast. This spot is very vulnerable. Glass windows all over, the back doorway lock could n't stop a seven-year-old ... '' doodly-squat. What to do ?

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

That seemed to sit okay with people. We were packing the Jeep with the clothing, when Morgan noticed the mound of fresh crap. 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 service, ok ? I promise, kid. ``

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

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


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There was great upheaval at the house as the new boys were examined, admired, hugged.

But the Lyndon Johnson sis made it very clear ; these boys were off-limits. And they seemed enamored with the babe, so that was upright. Then the miss discovered their new clothes, and the scream was nearly intolerable. Shoes that fit ! drawers that fit ! Underwear !

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

'' Only during the bad hebdomad, '' she said. `` quietus of the time, I like to go commando. speech production of which, who said you could go shooting sperm cell inside me ? ``

'' Little trollop ! '' I replied as I finished off another 30-round powder store. `` Your period just ended, you 've got a few more days until you ovulate. Thought you might like that. ``

'' I did, Daddy-man. And whatever happens here, you can hump whoever you want, I do n't like. But you can always get it on me. Okay papa ? ``

'' O.K., Little tiger. '' We hugged and kissed.

'' Maybe you should pay mom Gayle a visit ? ``

'' Ha, yeah. fountainhead I 'm not sure I 'm too high on her tilt right now. She 's not so pleased with some of
the uh, whaddya shout it, 'fornication'going on around here. ``

'' You 're such a obtuse man. Although you did seem to be pounding Kaitlyn 's ass pretty hard that dark. And Gayle saw it all. Maybe we could try that sometime ? ``

'' Yeah, sure as shooting, jazz to make love you any where you want it ! ``

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

'' So yeah, just labor the fleck through, without dinging the side of meat of the cask -- ''

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

'' Just cleaning the guns, '' I explained. `` When they fire, they leave residue and gook. Got ta go on them clean so they will always turn for us. ``

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

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

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

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

'' Yeah, about a hundred just today. ``

'' Well I want to pull my weightiness around here. Can you teach me ? ``

'' well, Lorrie ... sweetie ... we 've got to get you all healed up first. Killing Zachary can be easy, with a gun, but it can also get real sturdy real 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 cervix and went all the way down to her pantline on the rightfulness side. I sewed her up, but her mom had been seeing to her ever since.

'' It 's honest ! Look ! ``

And she pulled up her shirt, and took it off and handed it to me. She quickly covered her teat with her hands and turned around to show me her spine. But mostly all I could see was the incline 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 ? ``

piece of ass majuscule 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 guy cable. They 're hitting it off. So ? ``

So I looked at the stitches. She took the bandages off yesterday to let it breathe. I never stitched anything before. The job itself looked terrible, but the skin was holding and was n't infected.

'' I think you 're going to live, '' 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.

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

I held her gently on her depressed pelvic girdle. Her au naturel hips. Jesus of Nazareth Christ her skin is so easygoing and warm ...

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

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

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

'' I do n't think you 're a kid ... '' With a body like that ? She 's all woman, all the clock time. `` But, you need to take it easy with that cover. I do n't need any stitches to come out. '' I could n't think of anything else to say. I mean, masses are likely to make out back at any moment. Yes, I fucked some of the other girls, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' Arms up. ``

She raised her blazonry, 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 arms, head, then over her knocker until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

'' You know, '' she started. `` Mom likes you. and she 's really good in bed. She 's an expert. And I 've seen muckle of smut. Mom 's as expert or better. ``

Um, holy tinker's dam ? Why is she telling me this ?

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

I chuckled inwardly. Menage-a-twat ! I 'd like to menage her twat ... 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 asleep. She whispers your name. ``

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

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

And she left to retort the others. I stood there like, What the screw ? They are taking go ? With me ? wellspring that 's just ... well it 's not the bad thing that could happen, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

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

'' I 'm a little worry. We have to strengthen their building area, it 's not very secure rightfulness now. And we need to discipline those boys up. They need to get a little, 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 fine. We need to bulge out taking back the Ithiel Town anyway. Would be good to have got a forward base there. We 've got radios. We could overcharge them up with a set of solar panels. It could work. ``

We had a nice dinner party of kick stroganoff, from my supply of dehydrated food for thought. Canned peaches for dessert. Also had lots of vodka and fruit juice.

Erin found the tablet, touched the sieve a few times, and the adjacent thing you know, Rihanna is blasting from the speakers. It 's a party !

The boys shoved the tabular array to one incline, and we had a dance trading floor. Rihanna 's beat generation were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a terpsichorean or anything, but I do make rhythm. So I was able to pretend I had some motion. It did n't matter much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the chorus :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly good !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't handle I like the odour of it !
Sticks and stones may break my ivory
But chains and lash excite me ! ``

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

Then Erin put on an oldie, `` labor it '' by Salt'N Pepa.

With all the `` Ooh baby, baby '' poesy, it was getting crazy. Erin jumped up on the mesa and took off her T-shirt and shook her happy fiddling boobs for everyone to see ! The boys were dancing with their young woman, but it was sort of a brawl. We were n't really partnered up, just mashing all togther. And there was lots of bumping and attrition, and 'getting all up'on me, the boys, and the girls on each other in some serious dirty dancing.

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

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

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

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

She took the .22 from me. Apparently, she seemed to retrieve she was the beneficial hired gun for the job. She 's probably right on, but still, it felt funny.

3 Zeds were at the rampart of the mansion. Somebody had n't locked the gate.

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

We got back downstairs and the company was gone. The fille were cleaning and wiping up everything. The guys were doing the dishes.

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

Gayle gave me a sad expression as Payton just sort of sidled up to me. Lorrie looked a little put out, also.

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the lavatory and bedrooms. I was the last to use a comfort station. Got myself a rain shower, finally. Got to call back to check the water stratum tomorrow in the storage cisterna, I reminded myself.

When I opened the door to my fiddling data processor room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was stark naked, sitting on the air mattress with her back up against the pillows and the paries. Her rectify hand was lazily playing with her shave pussy while her left hired 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 finish ! keep doing what you 're doing. ``

I got undress, mentally thanking myself for storing up so many razors. When I pulled my shorts off, my 8 in tool sprang out to it 's usual 45 stage angle.

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

'' Keep going, '' I said. Watching a cleaning lady masturbate is one of my keen 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 keep doing it. I want to see you cum. ``

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

I settled into the place chair. `` Just talk a little. severalise me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? designate me. ``

She spread her puss back talk for me. `` Here. ``

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to work out me hard ... and put your spit on my button ... and bite it a little ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her finger slipped inside her pussy as she talked.

'' And I want your cock. I want you to ... um ... hump me. '' She slipped in two fingers. `` I want you to fuck me good. Fuck me unvoiced. shag me a lot. Fuck me gruelling. And harder. '' Three of her finger fucked her slit now.

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

'' And I want to take up your tool and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her fingers out of her cunt and daintily put one in her mouth. Her lip enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it clean of her juice. She did that to the other two.

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

'' Yes infant, separate me more. ``

I went and stood on the air mattress, straddling her, my putz just a human foot from her case. Pre-cum oozed from the tip. I ran my fingerbreadth up the main vein, a few drops dripped onto Payton 's leg.
'' God yes I want that pecker ! '' she said as she frigged herself hard.

'' I want you to have a go at it me ... please you have to lie with me ... please ... ''

I got down on my human knee in front of her, her fingerbreadth were making such a slurpy noise as they drove in and out of her puss.

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

'' Oh Jesus that slovenly woman ! '' she cried. But she was excited.

'' I fucked her from behind. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck sleep with fuck ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her bitch ! ``

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

Payton lifted her leg up and held it with her left hand, so it was sticking almost striaght up in the air. Like some kind of Rockette or something. This allowed her fuller access to her cunt 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 great. She was n't the prettiest of the clustering by a long shot. But who the nooky cares. She was awesome.

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

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

'' Jesus of Nazareth that was dependable ? ``

'' Yes. I 'll make your leg up, put a digit in your own ass. ``

Without faltering she reached around and put a finger in her own butthole, with her former script rubbing her clitoris 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 have sex her good. And I did. I shoved my turncock all the way up her dripping cunt so serious she did n't have a go at it what hit her. I had to turn her over, face-down, so she could scream into the pillows.

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was assuredness to bang person almost as big as me. But her unassailable legs were like jelly as I pounded her snatch into submission.

I pulled my cock out and threatened her ass with it, pressing into her rosebud a little. But she flinched really operose, she was n't ready 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'mansion with my fingerbreadth to my oral fissure. She nodded and sat on the floor. Pulling her picayune sweat pants aside, she rubbed her slit as she watched me fuck Payton.

She, Payton, had no idea anybody else was in there as she was in the throes of transport. I rolled Payton on her back again so I could see her face when I fucked her. She held on to me crocked, never opening her center. I squeezed her tits as I lay on her, the nipples hard as fucking rock. Then I reached around and grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her tightly and going deeper into her cunt. I easily slipped a digit up her ass. She responded by kissing me hard.

I risked a coup d'oeil to the side ; Erin was in total masturbation mood as her hand dove in and out of her pussy.

'' I 'm going to have it away your bosom, baby ! '' I warned Payton.

She opened her eye for the low time in about 10 bit as she watched me determine in between her delectable jugs. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left. Payton variety of express mirth but did n't seem to mind.

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

'' Just watching. Maybe she thought I needed some service ... ''

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

'' Erin, '' gasped Payton. `` Lick my snatch or get out of here. ``

To my surprise, Erin scrambled right over and got between Payton 's legs. She lapped at her pussy as I fucked the shit out of her tits.

I love tit-fucking. The missy is mashing her own tits for me, my rooster is enveloped by lenient and strong 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 boob, she licked my cock each time it came to the top.

I was about at the end of my roofy. I reached down and pulled on her nipples as Payton squeezed her tits. Pulled on the fuckers pretty hard. Payton yelped as my cum snap into her mouth and on her mentum. She moaned more as Erin 's tongue made her cum. I shot some more cum onto her fount, then pulled back and dropped some loads on her big soft tits.

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

Payton just lay there in intimate fulfillment, enjoying her raw in high spirits. She swallowed the cum in her mouth, but the rest 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, sass and neck. She then drooled it into Payton 's mouth, who swallowed it easily.

'' There some on her mammilla, 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 Jesus Christ, daddy, '' 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 Pus out earlier.

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

Payton roused out of her shock to remark Erin.

'' babe, you do that so well ! ``

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

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

Erin never let up or let go of those glorious pap. I slopped up some kitty-cat succus onto an exposed tit, Erin saw that and just dove on it.

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

- - -

The future morning time we had powdered eggs, freeze-dried ham, and hotcake. All courtesy of ma Gayle, with some assist from Lorrie, of course. That shit is not bad, pretty tasty, even. Considering the circumstances. The IHOP was, after all, run by Zach and Zed and Zena, at this point.

So this day, we hooked up the nose candy plow to the Unimog. Too many idle physical structure in the street, you know. We scored gobs of plywood at the computer hardware memory to barricade the master key 's memory board. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the east end of main street. It already had some followers. The cool down affair about the Mog is its height. No matter what the Zeds do, they ca n't snap off in. They ca n't break the glass. They ca n't rise 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 longsighted kitchen range and stopping power. Also had an AR, and the subdue 22. The idea was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would bring more Zachs, and they would keep shooting. Lorrie would get some real on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Daniel Morgan, and Wyatt went down to a side street at the whole other end of the small town. We pulled up to the live firm. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boys had pitchforks. We also had pistols, all of us. The idea, though, was to go quiet and check the houses.

The first one was a firearm of patty. Tapped on the door, all placidity. The theatre was unlocked, nobody inside. We checked for medicine and food, found a pretty in force cache of buns. Some safe nutrient in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No medication. No weapon. Some old lady clothes, that 's about it. We stacked the rump on the porch for later pickup.

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

I wanted the boy to get some training, so we had Gayle standstill behind the threshold, and she yanked it overt. Morgan went first and jabbed the fucker right wing in the eye. He dropped. Morgan let out a whoop and went to high-five his pal when I clamped him hard on the shoulder.
'' Shut the roll in the hay up ! '' I whisper-hollered at him. He was good-for-nothing, would n't do it again.

Found a footling solid food, a .38 six-shooter with 9 shield, some 42-year old playboy, and some dirty wearing apparel. But we took everything we could find oneself. candela, aluminium hydrofoil, baggies, toilet paper, lucifer, dog food.

Next house, we tapped on the window. We could n't see through the window as the curtains were drawn.

'' Who is it ? '' a female articulation called out.

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

'' It 's us ! Morgan and Sir Thomas Wyat passe-partout. From the memory board ! ``

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

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

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

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

'' Uh, no, missis ... ''

'' It 's Miss. Thompson. Never had often need for no man. Although, I do form of like your trend, Slim. '' She let that hang. 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 ... misfire 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 cigarette. `` Stud, '' she whispered and laughed.

We went through 30 more theater, but no other living folks. caboodle of dead torso, though ; human and zombie. Did find a becoming 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in various quality with a few box of case for each.

Suddenly, the radio crackled to life.

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

We piled into the jeep and shot back towards main street. We got some more information from Erin ; they had moved the truck to try and get a beneficial location to blast 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 gist of town. It was supposed to be away from the buildings.

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

We broke into the lower floor of the genuine demesne office. I killed two z with my Crovel. I could hear More of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` Look out below '' and threw a couplet more zeds down the stairs. gunfire followed as Erin or person killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The zeds were now converging on us. We each fired our side arm until they were empty. The floor was slippery from all the ichor and gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed headway. I worked my way into what seemed a chamber, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a wall, holding back two zombi spirit with just her rifle gun barrel. yell and scream, she was going to lose the conflict in the side by side few seconds as the combined free weight of the two big man zombies was probably 400 pounds.

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

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

'' Come on ! Form a perimeter ! What have I been talking to you about for the last 4 solar day ? And somebody go get my Crovel ! ``

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

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

I sat down and held my psyche in my hands. Jesus I almost fucked up again ! We need more training before we can do this kind of thing !

Erin came over to me. `` Michael ... Daddy ... I 'm no-account. I should n't have -- ''

'' No, '' I snapped back at her. `` You should n't make. You should have done what I said. I ca n't be everywhere. You need to retrieve ! ``

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

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

'' I do n't know 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 Sister. And Payton, and Kaitlyn, and Tina. And the boy, too. I ca n't let anything find to these people.

zombie moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

I took everybody back to the cabin a trivial after that. We ate an early on supper of chicken corn chowder. The mood was a little 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 ca-ca a lot of noise.

I talked with the local anaesthetic boys after dinner. I wanted to rule out what commercial-grade initiative were in town or nearby. Gas place, stores, welding shops, sporting goods stock, engine repair shops, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her room. I told her no, sit down with me and heed. I apologized to her. She cried. We made up. Then we talked strategy.

After a couple hour, we did more P90 training, except for Lorrie. fountainhead, she did a modified variant. She is n't all that flexible yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any felicity right then.

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Chapter 9 - The Recovery
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The next three daylight raced by. I took a team of Wyatt, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two other nearby township, just a little full-grown than ours. They were as bad or worse than our little Ithiel Town. There 's a larger townsfolk to the north of us, but I imagine they are inundated with Zeds.

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a punk face screen door and you could talk with them. They were much lightsome than Motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still bear goggles with them. We found all variety of pads and protective equipment for the legs and arms, also. The object was to seduce ourselves hard to bite.

backbone at the cattle ranch, we all put on our geartrain for very live education. First, everyone got used to hitting me on the head with broom handle. Did n't even achieve me through my helmet, but everyone got lashings of licks in.

At the Lawnmower repair shop class, we got lots of lawnmower blades. We trimmed up one end to fit the gals diminished hand, then wrapped it in paracord to make a gracious handle. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like finish. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some 1000 rakes, the tough form, not give away rakehell. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the middle single facing forward. I thought this would come in handy.

Then we had one-v-one preparation, with live zombies.

Many had come up our way over the hold out few days, 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 mortal, if it was your turn you got what you got.

existence generally forgetful, except for Payton, the girls were having a toughie meter with a one-shot kill ; Zed 's weapon system were too long. The girls learned to hack off an arm or two offset, then go for the putting to death. Or plain them in the knee so Zed fell down. Then it was an promiscuous kill shot.

Then they tried it with the rake. much expert ! surd golf shot to the knees, down they went. Then they were easy pickins for a rake-shot to the head. So that became our primary tactics ; glance over them out in the spread, blade them when up close.

Lorrie was the most avid of girls, surpassing even Erin. After she killed one, she would often chop it more, and spit on it. She did n't like them much. Good.

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

- - -

write up from the outside world were disheartening. Entire cities like New York had fallen into dispatch slaughterhouse. The internet was pretty limited. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Silicon valley Guy always had great security.

The HAM radio written report were awful. Mostly just lonely calls from people in trouble. We could n't go help them, nobody was around us. After a piece we quit turning it on.

- - -

Next morning, after our P90 workout, Gayle and Lorrie went to take in breakfast while I studied the web. Then, girls and guys all sat me down at the table.

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

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

And they brought out all sort of salutary poppycock. Including Hostess Donettes ! And hostess Cherry Pies !

'' But ... but.. how ? They went out of business a class ago ! ``

Erin laughed. `` think the rope K storage ? I swiped some dainty for you then. '' She hugged me toilsome and I hugged her back. She cried a little, then everyone else gave me a little present. They were mostly from the hardware store in town, but it was awe-inspiring. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting socks, a mobile canteen, some early odds and close. Some Drakkar Noir from Gayle and Lorrie.

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

'' From the Baskins house. 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 good wellness. Although I may not break the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a beneficial nose, did n't desire to give him any supernumerary hints.

'' As for you guys ... well I 'm so gallant of you. You could ingest fallen apart, but you did n't. This mess is ... well it just sucks. But we 're gon na make it better ! Right ? ``

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

And we went to Ithiel Town, and we stuck together instead of spreading out, and we kicked a shitload of Zed 's ass. And nobody really got into fuss. And the lawn-mower blades worked
as hoped, and we hardly fired the guns at all. It was a good day.

- - -

As we entered the house, I was told to shower first since it was `` pa admiration day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my shower on. Would be nice to get clean inaugural, for once.
I was just getting some black blood off my weapon when the threshold opened. I was pleased ! We were so focused lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a piece. As long as it was n't one of the guys, I would be happy with whoever it was.

Gayle pulled back the curtain, hiding herself with it, but staring at me in all my naked glory.

'' bush your rear, mister ? '' she asked sweetly.

'' Absolutely ! '' sanctum shit, it 's Gayle !

'' Face the other way, then. '' Aww, she 's shy with me !

'' Ok, '' I said, turning towards the exhibitioner head. `` To order you the verity, I was n't expecting you ... where 's everyone else ? ``

'' They all seem to be really occupy outside, sharpening, reloading, digging gob for the Zekes. Do n't care, it 's still daylight, they 'll be fine. ``

She stepped in the shower bath. I tried to turn around.

'' Uh-uh-aahh ! Face forward ! '' she commanded. I looked down, I could see her feet at to the lowest degree. They were pretty.

Something very warm and fleshy squished into my back as she reached around me for the soap and that scrubby, fluffy thing that you wash with. It could only be her tits. Savior, they covered a lot of real estate, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my back, slowly but firmly pushing. My cock was lengthening a little with anticipation.

She washed my weapons system as they hung by my side.

'' Arms 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 time on my nipples. Why do men have tit ? I do n't know, but I was glad I did. That felt wonderful.

She lowered her soapy hands down to my stomach. I was fully hard at this gunpoint. I tried to joggle a short, to get my dick to hit her in the hands.

'' Easy big gent. Easy, Big Daddy. '' I held still.

I was discomfited as her hands traveled back around to my depleted backbone. But then, I was proud of as she rubbed my ass cheeks.

'' Oh that feels decent .... yessss ... ''

She reached between my cheeks with the stunted thing, washing my bastard and taint. I hung my headspring down, letting the hot body of water cascade down my back.

'' Wow pop, '' 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 mamilla and body. She reached around with her other hand and gently traced her digit along my impossibly knockout shaft. But that fingerbreadth on my ass ... it went inside ...

'' You like this, pa ? ``

'' Ummm ... I guess ... ! But what, have you got three fingerbreadth in there ? '' It felt kinda good, but also pretty fucking weird.

'' No fan. Just one. Up to the first knuckle. So about one in or LE ... '' Well it felt like Johnny The Wad himself was back there. Jesus. I 'll be a slight more careful with girls in the future when fucking their asses.

Gayle gave my cock a ripe liquidity crisis then suddenly let go. She slid down on her knees, and began to kiss my ass brass. She pulled them apart, then stuck her spit in the gamy of places. I could n't trust it.

'' holy Fuck '' was all I was able to mutter.

Her tongue slid up my ass, she wriggled it around and rimmed me some more. Can my prick get any harder ? It was already 110 % but now it felt even harder. I was having difficulty respiration. She continued tonguing me for another couple minutes. If she had touched my pecker I would 've cum redress then.

'' Now wash my back ? '' she asked.

She turned and leaned against the tiles, like she was getting arrested. Her massive mamilla hung down, and her beautiful ass stuck out towards me. I admired her dismount olive skin.

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

'' holy fuck. I mean. Yes ! Of class ! Just admiring the view ! ``

I firmly grasped her ass face and planted my cock rightfulness in between them. My cockhead stuck out the top of her ass segmentation. He seemed very happy.

I forgot all about dash and gentility and the soap, I just grabbed her and held her from the binding, running my mitt all up and down her hanging tits, stomach, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

My left hand massaged a tit as my rightfulness helping hand 's fingers slipped up inside her. Jesus of Nazareth she was so wet inside. Her stiff mammilla tried to stand 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 the Nazarene yes Gayle, why would you even ask that ? ``

'' Well, you 've got all these teenagers to have it away, and they 're so often ... tighter than me ... ''

I spread her ass nerve and buried my face between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussy, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my tongue up her ass and up her pussy, she seemed to like that. I kind of settled in with my pollex in her stooge and concentrated my lips and tongue on her pussy. Her lemony savour covered my face as I tried to burrow into her cunt. Again, I was glad I had stocked up so many razors, not a hair in sight.

'' Jesus ... Michael ! '' Gayle moaned.

I squeezed the horseshit out of both her ass impudence as I continued eating her out. Tight short scrawny girls are not bad. No uncertainty. But a char with curve, that 's the one for me !

After a few minutes of this, Gayle was having trouble standing.

'' Oh shit Michael ... oh shit .... it 's here Michael ! ``

I moaned into her twat, sending vibrations up her puss. I felt her muscular contraction begin.

'' shag ! I 'm cumming cumming oh fucking I 'm cumming oh make love oh fuck ! ``

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 cock. With the waters till beating down on us, she kissed me concentrated, and she licked up her own juices off my face. She rose up slightly and settled back down, my cock sinking feeling further up her twat.

I fondled her lusciously magnanimous tits, and then clamped my back talk down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit tough, drawing as very much as I could into my mouth.

'' I love that Michael ! suction them intemperate ! twitch them ! ``

So I squeezed the hell out of the one I was n't sucking, pinching and kneading her tit and teat roughly.

'' God Michael that goes straight to my cunt ! More Michael ! ``

I hefted one tit in my left hired man, and lightly patted it with my right.

'' Come on, do n't be a babe ! ``

So I slapped her big tit. She yelped with delight. So I slapped it again. And again. Each time, Gayle yelped like a small girl.

I got more aggressive, slapping both her nipple with both my custody. These slaps were n't hard enough to knock anyone down or anything, but her skin was turning a healthy shade of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to molest her swaying boobs.
I was getting a Brobdingnagian charge out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my turncock, and watching those tits jiggle with each smack was too much for me.

'' Gayle, get off, I 'm going to cum ! ``

She leaned back, and said `` My underground have been tied. Give it all to me, papa ! ``

I could n't harbor it. I came.

As always, that first guess felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my venous blood vessel. Each subsequent spurt felt unbelievable, too. Gayle felt my red-hot shots enter her cunt as I pumped more and to a greater extent sperm cell into her.

She collapsed on top of me, her tits crushing into my chest. Her snatch quivered and spasmed as she, too, came with a craze. She grimaced in agony/pleasure, gritting her teeth and then letting out a heavyweight `` Ahhhhhhhh ... ''

My stopcock began to shrivel a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to lick my shaft before the shower 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 cascade, 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 exhibitor. We dried ourselves and Gayle sat at the piffling chairwoman to fix her font. She looked so cunning, pegleg crossed, tits hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a young boy watching mama get set. My hammer felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, honey ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

'' Would you mind if I jacked off, just a short bit ? You 're so beautiful I ca n't stick out it. ``

She laughed and turned a picayune so I had a better view. I stroked myself, watching this beautiful creature.

Gayle stood up, and grabbed a tube of dead body lotion. She squeezed a generous quantity on to her tits. She talked to her tits, as if I was n't there, while she rubbed lotion all over them.

'' Oooo ... does that finger better daughter ? Mmmmm ... yes it does ... pitiful things ... mmmmm ... that mean old man was slapping you poor young lady ... oh but this feels sooo gooood. ``

Gayle got down on her genu, continuing to rub her boobs.

I squirted a pretty large load right field onto her tits, then a twosome smaller ones, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her breasts as she leaned over and puzzle out my hammer clean.

Beautiful and not selfish. Wow. She could be a steward ...

... except for her daughter ...


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Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch perfect tense'and Panax quinquefolius along with all the a Gallinago song, the miss were all kind of whacky and a bit unusual. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat adjacent to me during the motion-picture show, with her daughter Lorrie on my other side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would befall. But I did n't have to wait long.

Gayle opened my door and strode in. Do n't get me wrong, I was sword lily to see her. But I was also not fix to be 'claimed'by her. Not just yet anyway.

'' What 's a Nice girl like you doing in a office like this ? '' I asked her.

She laughed a little. And pulled her terrycloth robe a little tighter. Did n't matter. You could still see her feminine appealingness lurking underneath.

'' I just came to tattle, '' she said. She had a feeding bottle of my prized Justin Pinot noir and a brace glasses. We sat down, me in my roll out professorship and her in the metal folding chair.

We talked about a lot of things, but mostly about our place and what my plans were for the future. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of work. What we really needed was a way to draw a zombie destitute orbit so that we could then begin farming surgical operation. Plus we now had lashings of new oral cavity from town that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the masses we met were gracious, but generally a bit onetime. Still, some of them had farming background signal. But early than the master copy 's Word, we had n't found anyone near the girls ages.

'' That 's really bothering me, Michael. I want ... I want a future for my daughter. ``

'' wellspring I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got kind of defensive attitude. `` I think we 've got a genuine injection at making something -- ''

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm for sure you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is severe to say ... I want Lorrie to throw the dearest of a good man. elevate a fellowship. You know, those kind of things. ``

'' Oh ... yeah, I get that. But I guess she 's only got slim pickins right now. Mr. Olson today was I. But he was what, 55 ? ``

'' Yeah. Just what I want for Lorrie ! But no. I had someone else in my nous. ``

My brain drew a dummy. `` 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 seem to matter.

'' Yes but you are n't old-old. But even if there were a thousand guy rope to select from, I 'd require you. You just ... you do what has to be done, you work hard, you 're good at keeping everyone animated ... plus you 're amazing at sex. ``

'' Gayle ... I do n't get it on what to say exactly. Lorrie 's marvelous, I love her like I love all of you, but ... '' I tailed off.

'' But what ? ``

'' But ... how does she feel about this ? ``

'' She 's capitulum over heals in love with you. Most of the girls are attracted to you, but she 's actually in love. ``

She 's in love with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two main issues here. telephone number One is, you, Gayle. And Number Two, I 'm not sure enough I 'm quick to subside down just yet. I mean, I will at some point, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to go along our group going. I do n't know if I have time for a unfeigned relationship. It 's umm ... it 's pretty easy right 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 fix to be monogamous with anyone right now. And If I was, well, I 'm not trusted I would pick Lorrie at this stage. ``

Gayle kind of made a disappoint face.

'' No, I mean nothing bad about Lorrie. But I do n't cognize her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't look so surprised. We get along pretty fricking corking. And, I think the peachy sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't mean you had to espouse Lorrie today. I just want you to believe about it. Keep it in mind. ``

'' So if she comes a-knocking at my door some nighttime ... you 're ... what ? ``

'' I 'm all right with that ! Just .... be well-off on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a virgin. ``

I thought about our gun-cleaning session a week ago. Lorrie seemed pretty prompt 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 cascade today ? That does n't seem to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the ease of her wine. `` I 'm not everlasting. I had this vision of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't sound serious at all, does it ? I mean, I at least wanted you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds variety of dazed now that I say it out loud. ``

I drank the rest 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 previous 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 zombie spirit with your bare clenched fist and fall back for your reward. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go look her up. Sophia, I mean. see to it out some of the untried picture show of her, when her hair is pretty straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's tits are bigger. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the room a bit, then I knelt down in front man of Gayle 's chair.

'' Gayle. '' I placed my hand on her cheek. `` Even if I fell in lovemaking with your daughter, and wanted to spend the repose of my life with her ... how could I possibly only make passion to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full lip. Her bridge player came up to me, she ran her fingers through my hair.

Our lips pressed a little firmer together and our sweet kiss turned a little hotter as I moved into her a niggling more. I broke the osculation, 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 backtalk, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her back against the bulwark. With both my hands gently holding her face, I kissed her with passion and tenderness like I 'd never mat before.
Gayle had slipped her mitt underneath my jersey and dragged her fingernails across my book binding. Then she continued to osculate me as she pulled me nearer to her.

'' Jesus, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an troy ounce of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being nice. ``

She slipped my t-shirt over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` Stand over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a child ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk twinkle, in just my fade jeans with a bulging crotch.

'' Turn around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a little for her.

'' sweetness Jesus, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, nobody 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your perspective, Gayle. ``

'' cream up those weights, '' 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 whorl for her, some standing mechanical press, I turned my dorsum to her and did some lateral flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her right hand gently rubbing her forget breast, and her left forefinger in between her figurehead tooth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of sang-froid to acknowledge I turn on a chick. 38 years old. Semi-ripped. Still have my haircloth, all of it. I guess I 'm not the unsound guy they could run into in a zombie apocalypse.

I went and stood in straw man of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my blazon, like I was going to deport her over a threshold. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one Virgo the Virgin in my whole life-time. It did n't go so well. Lots of hurting. vociferation. shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so smooth with women ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm awful. So, you really want me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the right hand Scripture ? Deflower your daughter ? ``

'' I ca n't think of anyone I 'd rather take do it, '' she said, twirling her fingers through my hair.
I kissed her her on the lips for a few moments.

'' You want me to, have a go at it your daughter ? '' Long ... osculation ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to have to suck her tits for a veridical long prison term. '' buss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to lick her pussy. '' Kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suck my cock. '' Kiss with some natural language ...

'' She will be good, I promise. ``

'' How do you know ? ``

'' I 've made her praxis. On bananas and cuke. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No shit ? ``

'' No dirt. I told her it was an crucial skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing position, but we kept close and kissed more. I undid the belt on her robe, sliding my hand between her smooth skin and the gown. 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 cover up or anything.

'' Not always so dainty. 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 following to each other, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just sleep together tits. All tits. There 's just something about them that drives me egg. Yeah, big surprise. But more than most guys, I love them. I love to lick, and nibble, and twirl my tongue around them. And they all feel so different. Some are firm, some are really spongy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as lots as I could. Some nipple sting here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too lots time on the pap, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could draw them for hours ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Christ no. It 's like the practiced massage in the macrocosm. Only better. I 'm a thousand per centum relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How honest is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

wellspring, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her boob 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 snatch. With my medallion on her clit, I slipped a digit in between her rim and frigged her nicely. Then a lilliputian harder and faster as I bit down on a big nipple of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' Suck the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her leftfield tit up to her face and drew in her own nipple to her mouth. God I love that.
I rubbed her pussy faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a dyad more minutes when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few times. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic moving ridge washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' Wait, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me lie ... too ... sensitive ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a good sentence for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her legs and guided my peter to her cunt opening.

I pressed in ... jesus she was so wet I just slid right in.

'' Michael ... just a moment ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fuck .... ''

As my weight unit set down on her, our pelvises rubbed, re-igniting her clit. Gayle thrashed around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't make any real Book, just groan and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say Irish bull but it was too practically feat. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck early cat. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend English. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guys. '' I sped up my throbbing to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- sanctum shag ! 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 voiceless. `` She should n't ... oh jesus Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't learn me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it reverse you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her chest, sticking my pussy-sopping shaft into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your girl watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your tit, your ass, oh that 's nice infant yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy pussy ... 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 mummy 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. payload after load of hot squirt shooter into her mouth. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

trousering, she rose up to trance her breath.

Then she called me an dickhead 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 face down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her legs and shoved my prick back into her puss. Gayle arched her back as I entered her, and she moaned out loud. I was rather impressed with myself, even though I just came, I was prepare for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at night ... 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 puss ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a expert mom. ``

'' You 're a great mom ... a nooky nifty mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No answer. I forced my hand under her abdominal cavity so I could grab her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrongly ... ''

'' 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 up peter ... ''

'' No Michael ... give up it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm sure. ``

'' Stop it ... please oh bastard oh snitch oh shit I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her slit ... man ca n't you almost try out it ? '' I pulled my hand from Gayle 's puss and rubbed it on her backtalk, impudence, pushed my fingers inside her mouth so she could taste it all.

'' You want to smack her ... '' I began cumming inside her pussy. Her cunt walls gripped my cock and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh have a go at it yes ... do it yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the second time, filling up her twat with fiery hot sperm.
After a duad minutes, Gayle wriggled a bit and asked `` Would you mind ... ? '' So I rolled off her. To my surprise, she went down and cleaned up my cock with her lingua and lips, sucking up the mix cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, avail yourself to my sperm anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making dear to me. This will be the last sentence. I want ... I want Lorrie to have a probability. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the hold out 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 Lyndon Johnson sis. We got the victor place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and exist. I 'll include to some jealousy there, those chicks were pretty untamed slight honies !

So we spent well-nigh of the day trying to hinder off the townsfolk. We 'd been to every house, killed every automaton 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 putting to death zone, '' Erin was saying. My fiendish little killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a closely spot where we are protected, but we can kill them with control stick or spears or something. ``

'' Genius ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to go up up something and then pass down. So the declivity kills most of them. Or at least breaks their legs or binding. That would save, ammo, right ? ``

The girls kind of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ravel and startle ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me conceive. '' I had it. So simple, it just might work.

'' Brilliant ! Lorrie, it 's splendid. We get some shipping containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a rectangular subway system. We tilt them up at, like a ten or 20 degree angle. We 'll need mess of them. stack them on top of each other or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 infantry richly and they walk out the end of the conclusion container right into lose weight air. They smash on the soil -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a tough landing place position ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the area with fence or more shipping containers ... ''

'' And when the area fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't throw to spud any of them ! ``

We were all very proud of ourselves. It 's a great fucking idea. Except, we did n't have got any merchant marine containers. Or a way to move them. Or a crane to pile them.

Eh, minor details.

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We cleaned up Thomas More of the town. Not too many living folks, but it 's upright to rid of the lurcher. Zed likes to creep around and turn up in the most bizarre places, so it 's good to have him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as avid a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her throttle, Lorrie really wanted it done up close and personal. She wanted to look into their dead eyes as they died again.

We had cleared out a section of houses, then we went back to them to check for salvageable stuff. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this nice old house, 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 Thomas More. I do n't know ... ''

'' Whaddya mean you do n't have a go at it ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a petty steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I severalize her that her mom wants US to cop up ?

'' Well, you guys are great together, it would be nice to have a tangible daddy ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my real daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never intellect, it 's ticket. It 's fine ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nobody can keep out you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the sign of the zodiac some more. It 's kind of sad, looking through a dead person 's life.
Usually, we just look for safes where we might find triggerman, trunks for ammo, kitchens for solid food etc. But this family was unlike. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this mansion. I mean really. I could live in this home if it were n't for the darn zombies. ``

'' Wyat said it was once the city manager 's house. The townsfolk built it a farseeing time ago for the then stream mayor to be in. But later, it got bought by some rich people ... The Ithiel Town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your sizing, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couplet outfits. `` She had some taste. Where in this township would she wear this stuff ? This is like, New York city, 20 old age 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, mister ! '' She waggled her big steel at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the Hardware store for lunch, now re-named Masters and Johnson, in accolade of the approaching nuptials between the Masters boys and the President Lyndon Johnson baby. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a minute ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two city block back to that nice house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a mate matter 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 intelligence, my footling darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's fine, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a black apparel, fitted, with some crazy cuts. variety of like that Demi Moore frock from 20 eld ago. And I grabbed a duet of nice heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's okeh ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a geek. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a nice necklace, too. `` You 'll want 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.

'' Stop smile, papa, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your design, Daddy-man ? You going to read her to dinner ? Not many eatery unfold right now ... ''

'' Well, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' oddball. Ok, I 'll believe of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

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We spent the rest of the day getting the Johnson Sisters and the Masters Brothers situated. I let them have two solar venire and a deep wheel battery so they could get twinkle and charge up batteries. We got them some food and water, too.

Eventually, the quietus of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the landrover. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting showers and having a cocktail or two as we played some music videos on the TV. It was kind of cool. At one point, Erin dragged a bundle into my computer room that included the dress and shoe. She winked at me, then flashed her tits and said `` Do n't forget about me, Daddy ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her pussy through her camouflage pants a little bit.

'' Ooooh Daddy ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the exhibitor ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can taste it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the wall, little kick. ranch em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underclothing. I undid her pant and yanked them down to expose her ass. I could see her cunt back talk, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous little boob with my left hand and with my right, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, pappa ... yes ... touch on me ... ''

While squeezing her tit backbreaking, I gently rubbed her purulent sass, feeling her moisture already, my manus spread them apart. I pinched her nipple strong and held on to it tightly, and slipped my digit up to her clit. I massaged her cunt like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' Quiet babe ... halt quiet ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just papa. Just Daddy feeling up his fiddling young woman ... His bad little missy ... and her wet cunt ... papa likes her wet cunt ... yes ... he will solve it again soon ... yes Daddy likes her twat ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, dad, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, Daddy ... but do n't arrest ... love me anywhere I do n't care, daddy ... even If you marry Lorrie, just screw me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her puss harder, squishing around in all her pussy drippings. I grabbed her former tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a good girl ... you like me squeezing your teat ? ``

'' Yes pa ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes papa, she licks me all the time. We shower together, and I pee on her knocker in the exhibitor. You should see us Daddy ... you should pee on her bosom, too ... oh god ! shit shit shit damn ! I 'm cumming daddy cumming so honorable oh dirt oh asshole ! ``

Erin soaked my hand with her juices. I slipped my drenched midriff finger right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in nominal head of me, to suck my fully raging shaft. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet hand. She licked it clean of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might require 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 waiting room a few mo later, nobody seemed to mark. I took my shower.

I came from my shower and met Erin again, who handed me a nice inhuman Coors Light.

'' Well 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 stuff. ``

Nice plan, Erin ! What a estimable female child she is ...

'' wellspring, who 's going ? I 'm kind of beatnik, but I do n't know if I like the idea of us separating, especially at night. ``

Truth was, Zach had been pretty calm lately, we seemed to have killed nearly of them in town.
But I had to crap it look good.

'' Well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the inhibit 22, my 1911, my blade. The rest of us will be armed also. We 'll be full ! '' 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 stay with her. We need you up here to hang up. ``

I thought about it for a few moments, hoping to make it look good. `` well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over plans and formula. I was n't too implicated, but I did n't want anything dazed to occur. And you can always count on Zach to form matter stupid.

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We all said adieu to each early as the grouping went to devour to visit the captain and Johnson Hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a little cephalalgia. zip serious. I 'm going to rest in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to pee-pee us some dinner, I 'll beam you in a home plate ? ``

'' Sounds serious, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few minutes later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked corking in her khaki shorts and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, vernal lady ? '' I made an exaggerated bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her C. H. Best fake southerly accent mark. `` well are n't you just a earnest man ? I would love 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 footling something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too kind, sir ! I would just be beguiled ! I mean, after all, what kind of dinner outfit is one with blood on it ? ``

We walked to my way, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on ground did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not authoritative. What is of import is that dinner is in one minute, and I do n't want to see hide nor hair's-breadth of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shooed her out of the way. I had thing to do !

Within the next hour, I whipped up some frost dried beef stroganoff, canned corn, and honest-to-god Bisquick cookie ! Then I perked myself up a little, shaved, put on my estimable shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty good, if I must say so.

In precisely one hour, Lorrie made her entranceway. And what an entrance !

The dress, black. The design, bare shoulder joint, with about one-inch shoulder strap that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's ample segmentation. Tight around her stomach, flowing over her pelvis, and ending just above her knees. Her bare ramification stretched down to her satin disgraceful stiletto 3 inch heels. Her productive brownish hairsbreadth tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally wavy way. Just a little make-up to foreground her optic and some lip gloss to stimulate her lips shiny.

I could n't speak. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a tour a few animal foot away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I count okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her hands clasped and her heart shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. Good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so strickle ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little wave at that point. `` Good Nox you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' wellspring, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me rattled ! `` How about I escort you to the lounge where we can take a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern accent mark again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the legal age for alcohol-dependent drink is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a peace officer, I shall change state myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the silver necklace around her cervix, my hands lingering on her soft skin. She put in the matching earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't think that this was ever possible again ! I feel like royal family or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her quick waist as she snuggled close. I made us some Grey cuckoo wimble over ice. It 's a elementary boozing, just vodka and Rose 's Citrus aurantifolia juice, but it 's fair and to the point.

We sipped our beverage, told each other funny short storey, talked about old times. The affair was, she had a way of making me look concern. But it was n't forced, she seemed excited about what I had to say. She was either very practiced at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a crustal plate of food for thought back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a chilled chardonnay. I find white-hot wine to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me story of near-misses with male child ; tons of boyfriends 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 classes ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some interest prospects, for sure. And one professor 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 shit came down ... '' She waved her hand at the offensive outside world.

'' What about you, why is there no missus around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had hassle remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the ripe one, I guess. ``

'' And what bout now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any female problem right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your favorite ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to reply that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A gentleman does n't buss and tell. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her vocalism trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an answer. But I was having a hard fourth dimension concentrating with all her tit flesh and cleavage poking through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest miss 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 practice I could be as proficient as her in bed, I 'm trusted ! I 've watched dozens of picture, and, ohmygod I should shut up ! I 'm so embarrassed ! ``

I stood up and held out my hand to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some soft music, this old 70s group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my hands to her waist as hers clasped around my neck. We swayed gently for a few moment, and I pulled her closemouthed to me.

Her soundbox melted into mine, her massive breast pressed into mine. Her hair smelled luscious, some rose-colored shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a little social rank as we 're working hard killing Z. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My cock began to nip. And to fulfill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a moment babe. '' I had to reach in and adapt my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable emplacement. `` All skilful 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 laborious very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvises contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hired hand down her back, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my life history, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my cheek and lingered for a moment. I turned slightly and met her lips with mine. Oh god, she was so soft and warm. She opened her lip slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each other. My right hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a couple of my fingers.

After a few moments, 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 hard, her backtalk working me over. Her hot knife licked my upper berth lip, then darted inside my mouthpiece. I tried to wrestle her tongue with mine as our passion increased. I grabbed both her ass brass full on and grinded my peter into her. She responded with a little gasp, and then proceeded to suck my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The Story of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me write this part of the report. I was taking creative writing in shoal when all of this went down and, so, I think the tale needs my touch. So yes, I was completely in pup sexual love with Michael at this distributor point. I was also a virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a penis inside me. I had had other things, like Mom 's purple vibrator, her trash dildo, a cucumber vine, and some early assorted, um, 'items'inside me. But not a material 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 full stop and I was just past 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for the Nazarene 's sake. In those erstwhile days, I think he was like ready to collect social Security ! ( I 'm sure he will be spanking me at about this point when he reads this. )

Well, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something other citizenry 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 communication channel, I think I was about 13 or 14, I watched a movie with Mom. It was called 'Tombstone .'Maybe you 've seen it. It 's the tale of Wyatt Earp and his brothers. It starred Kurt Russel as Sir Thomas Wyatt, and had lot of other cool people in it. But the reason I 'm telling you this, is because this is the first off time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to write his name and draw efflorescence around it. I used to write my name and his name together, and I would save 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill page with hearts and flowers ! So you do n't experience him ? He was Virgil Earp. Tall, slightly graying haircloth, and THAT vocalism ! deep baritone, Texas speech pattern, and his fictional character was just a screwing MAN about everything. He was also in Ghost rider ( my second ducky moving picture, behind gravestone ) as the guy in the burying ground who tells St. Nicholas Cage what 's going on with everything. He did a bunch of TV commercial, including Ram Trucks for the last few geezerhood right up to the automaton Crash.

I do n't know where he is now, but I 'm sure he 's in TX doing just OK. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega crush on some old moving-picture show actor.

fasting forward till now. We young woman were on the run from the zombies, and we were losing citizenry left and in good order. You ca n't even imagine the threat and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained much about 'the crash'of civilization in this story. ) He was all set up there in his sand trap crapulence stale beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were near destruction at every whole tone. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to go up a fence. I could feel hot rakehell running down my backrest and I could see the fright in everyone 's eyes as we tried to find a house to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this firm, and then passing out. I have glance of things from then on, but I 'm not for certain if they are my actual storage or sham ace since I 've heard the story so many times.

What I do recollect is waking up and not knowing what the fuck was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty much prevarication in a flood of what smelled like pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a unknown room I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to fill me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our lives at the very last possible mo before we were all run through alive. He had taken us to a strong seat that had food for thought, water, electricity, movies, guns, Zea mays everta, and he was n't an mother fucker ! He patched me up and retain me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first clip a little while after that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the Nox before getting me some medicine, and he was now training the fille in shooting skills so they could all vote down zombies.

So here 's the scene : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a TEXAS accent ! Not real firm, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got jeans on and some kind of USA sweater on, and military-looking kicking. His air, his demeanor, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can tell you that ! His liberal face appeared worried about something, and yet he was virtuous redolence and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a finger around my ear, pushing my hair off my face and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the next couple of mean solar day, while I 'm recovering, stories start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the missy, and he 's got a big nookie cock. So let 's review. Big prick, good-looking guy, tall, Texas idiom, has his shit together, kills zombi spirit without batting an eye, saves damsels in grave suffering, the like musical and retro rock, is apparently good at pleasing the gentlewoman, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 good thing to one not-so-great thing. Fortunately, I 've had a life history long love amour with my sometime Sam, so that one matter is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally head over dog, prime time in erotic love with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was convince him that I was so much better than the 8 hot baby already here, not to observe my age-appropriate mother. No trouble whatsoever, right ? Especially for an injured virgin like myself !

Things went along for a sentence, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really want to look at me at clip. Now, I do n't want to seem like all stuck up and shit, but I 'm moderately damn cute. I was thinking it was maybe my boobs. Guys are so Wyrd. They seem to like dumbbell, but if you 've got over-sized one like I do, they just make fun of you or get all stupid or, I do n't know what. I know there 's guys who think that 'more than a smattering is a waste', and then there 's guys who just love monolithic tits. How do I know this while remaining a virgin ? Simple ! I watch a lot of erotica and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few details of their alone sentence together. I knew she was smitten ( her word, not mine ) but she also knew it was just kind of a fling ; Michael did n't appear to want to get too attached at this gunpoint. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guys, I would n't just go under 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 Nox, when mom thought I was asleep, I could listen mom giving herself an orgasm. Squishy sounds in a minor room, can only be one thing, ya roll in the hay ? Sometimes she would whisper his epithet. Then she 'd fall asleep. Of course of action, that got me very horny so then I 'd deliver to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingers in my cunt and spread my orgasm around my stiff nipples. 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 trivial twist. After I swallow down my juices, I like to just hug my titty to my face, like gentle warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my nipples more, but usually they just ease me. well-nigh nights I drift off to sleep that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'aid was to get a world-champion snake god 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 better shooter than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the best of all the girls. My tool are, a Gerber mini-machete and a long catamount pole. On the terminal, we worked up a spike with sort of a `` Tee '' on it. The motion is, I use the terminal to try and knock down the Zed, then hack his fucking brain with the machete. If he 's really big and I ca n't bump him down, the pole at least go on his arms off me while I hack them before I get to his stupid 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 care outside my little circle of protagonist. In short, I was a narrow-minded twit. But hey, we can all deepen !

Now, I feel naked if I do n't deliver my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel nervous if I do n't also have my pole and my AR strapped on or within arm 's reach. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't take care saying it. I was just starting to enter the world, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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okeh I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to write about my number 1 intimate experience with another individual, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's rectify, it 's his story and I 'm only a guest writer. Still, I just stood up and farted in his general direction, just to teach 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 know what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Redeemer Redeemer you people need to calm down.

So, Michael made us a light but wonderful dinner. Obviously, he did n't need us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the beverage, for surely. He was so form, and Sweet, and staring into my eyes, when he asked me to dance I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our bodies touched. He traced the scar on my back from my neck down to my lower back. It was sexy, not everlasting, and it just reminded me that this heroic man saved my life on several social function now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could palpate little stirrings in my pussycat during dinner, but commodity Godhead I was on fire when we started dancing ! His strong arms wrapped around me, his manly scent enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me tight, my breast crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could feel something on his right leg. Something hard. I 'm sure it was his dick, but I thought it was in the middle between his peg, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a second, sister. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his deal down his own pants. `` All considerably now. ``

I was n't certainly 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 long it took to go from diffused to hard. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This time, I could feel all of his hardness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that grueling. sanctum shit ! My nipples were firmly, I can differentiate you that, and my pussy seemed to be on attack, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The awkward, mis-proportioned girl ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his buttock, then he turned and he met me with his oral fissure. Our tongues danced and time seemed to stand still. Next matter I know both his hands are on my ass buttock, and he 's pressing his hard cock into my corporation. I moved a little sideways so I got one of his branch between mine, and I grinded against him like a usual slut. But I did n't deal, it felt so estimable !

We kissed for respective minutes, lost in each others lips. His hands felt so skilful on my butt, squeezing hard, almost too hard but it not quite. My hands eventually drifted down his sides, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare tegument for the first metre. He did n't bear an Panthera uncia of fat on him. I ran my paw up the front of his chest, feeling the contours of his hard stomach and then the swell of his hard pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice chest, Mr. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, little lady ! '' he responded. `` I do n't mean you understand how good you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his sleeve like I was just a piece of newspaper ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' waiting, '' he said in surprise. `` You do n't even know what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' Well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, sorry truelove. I was going to ask if you 'd avail me dampen the jeep ? ``

'' Sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, dirty oral cavity. But this was n't the time for subtlety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the Jeep can look until tomorrow. '' He started towards his room, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too jade and worn out. Virgin busting is laborious piece of work, or so I hear. ``

He just smiled and set me down gently after we entered his elbow room. He arranged the air mattress and turned on a soft ignitor, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a raw man before ? In mortal, I mean ? ``

I shook my point, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my oral sex, yes.

'' Okay, hitch there, I 'll strip for you. ``

He unbuttoned his long sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely breathe. He threw the shirt on the trading floor. Kicked off his brake shoe, then pulled his windsock off.

'' Last luck ! '' he said as he stood there with his manpower on the fly of his jeans. `` You can still endorse out ! ``

In a slightly quivering voice, I answered. `` I might just kill you where you stand if you stop now. ``

He laughed, but I think he saw I was n't kidding.

Turning his rachis towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his pants, slowly, slowly exposing the crack of his fanny cheeks. His ass was perfect. As he removed the pants completely, I marveled at how the brawniness in his peg and march flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his arms outstretched a little and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the brass was a three-foot freak cock.

well, I was a Virgo, remember ? It seemed like it was three foot long. He told me later it 's about 8 in. 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 thing, and wanting to devour it with my oral fissure and pussy.

luxuria won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my knees when I got there. I just breathed in his olfactory property for a few here and now, strong, musky. My paw on his thigh, I knew from the pornos what I was supposed to do, but doing it for real is a different tarradiddle. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's nice. ``

I began to piss out with his cock, and my right hand came over to grip it. Jesus ! The pelt is so soft, but underneath is so hard ! How is this possible ? And the peel moves around on the outside a piddling, fascinating ...

Gathering up my courage, I opened my backtalk and covered his whole tip with my lip. commodity god, my mouth was open almost as a good deal as it could, and I only had about an inch inside ! How do those girl deep throat like in the movie ? But it felt so cool, so good, and then I had a salty taste in my mouth. I pulled back and I could see this juice gunk from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricator. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can try it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some women seem to hate the gustatory sensation of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer love it, though. I hoped I would care it.

After a twain minutes, Michael helped me back up to standing.

'' sister, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this dress ? ``

He turned me around and undid the little clasp in the back. After stepping out of my clothes, he slid my underwear off. The here and now of verity was coming, he was going to see my outsize boobs in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy crap ! '' 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 hard again.

After a few mo, I broke the osculation. I was so hot and wet, I was going to take up oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm sure as shooting there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a sequence of case. And I want to do them all at some decimal point. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't believe I was all tongue-tied. Usually they ca n't shut me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to osculate more ? Just tell me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just vamoose all the arousal and get to the fucking ? I 'm really ready now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively feast unfold. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weight on his weapon. I could feel his hammer bumping around down there, I opened my legs as wide as I could. He reached down to lieu his putz, and suddenly it was there at my ingress. He rubbed it up and down my slit a few times, coating his cock with my juices. 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 have imagined. He pressed his concentrated cock further into me, pulling it back out a little and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was nothing 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 possible. I could n't take a breath 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 to a greater extent of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His knife circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some pressure, ahh that 's better, gave me a little breathing room.

'' Bring your boob up, '' he told me. He was resting on his hands so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my incline, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my face, my tit pointing right at him. He bent his head down and kissed my left teat, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning deadbolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my pap to my pussy. His warm mouth engulfed my gruelling 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 tit were almost touching each other, he tongued both of them frantically, low gear one and then the other. My pussy felt like it was on fire ! Suddenly, the flimsy aching down there was gone, replaced by a tender, sensational feeling.

Michael pulled his cock nigh of the way out. I was about to protest when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Jesus Jesus of Nazareth, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could catch his ass and pull him into me. God it felt so fucking good. I 've masturbated a few thousand clip but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his whole exercising weight on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in arrant mastery of me, I could n't move anything except my renal pelvis, up and down to touch his strokes. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his cock impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God damn I loved it.

Each cam stroke he ground into my clit. Each fortuity I moaned or grunted or made some kind of guttural, fundamental noise. My cunt was stretched to it 's limits, but I did n't want him to stop, no sleep with way. At some gunpoint he reached for and found my give tit. He molested it with his hand so a great deal that I cried out.

'' Sorry baby ! '' he panted.

'' Pull on it grueling 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 mammilla. Looking into my eyes, he encircled my rigid nipple, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it feel better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my nipple, 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 take in on your own body component. I did n't think anyone else would intend it was ok.

He told me to withstand onto that one while he brought my former tit up. I sucked on my leftfield while he sucked on my rightfield. His nookie had slowed, but he was doing these prospicient, powerful strokes now, slamming into my body. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded tits, kissing in between.

'' handgrip them, baby ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his custody and started REALLY fucking me debauched and hard. I pinched and squeezed my teat and tits as best I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the place as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his f number, I felt that marvelous sensation developing in my puss. My sexual climax, 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 word 'Fuck'about a thousand times, with the casual 'Fuck me Daddy'thrown in just for fun. As my orgasm neared, I arched my back and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my orgasm exploded throughout my body. As my cunt trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this farsighted, 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 incite, I was just a gang of raw joy nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful cock. moving ridge of cum spasm involuntarily wracked my body. I remember hearing a adult female groaning and moaning, only to realize it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both deal and lifted my slit up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his in-between finger right up my asshole. It felt wild. From watching pornos, anal sex always looked matter to, 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 hammer expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this fantastic hot touch sensation in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His prick trembled many times, and I clenched hard ripe back at him, squeezing as smashed as I could. Yes I was a virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my bomber, my substitute Daddy, had fucked me and cum in my pussy. I was happy beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his skin covered in a Light Within sweat. His iron cock seemed to consume shrunk a little, or else I was so stretched, I could n't tell. He kissed me a petty, stroked my face with his finger, 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 roll off me, I started to detest that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.

'' use up me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his back and brought me with him, still with his decreasing prick inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No honey, thank you ! You are amazing and this was fantastic and holy doodly-squat I ca n't believe it ... ''

'' It was good, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was fantastic for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Jesus ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guys out. ``

Oh yeah, in force idea. He probably should n't have 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 turncock, balls, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! Good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't vex, I 'll cleanse it up. ``

With only a slight faltering, I licked up the number one gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't like it ? The starting time sense of taste was okay, salty, thick, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also try out twat juice, how crashing cool is that ! Our juices were mixed together ! And, it was fine. In fact, it was respectable. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk dish, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard cock, he showed me how to transfix it at the bottom and energy towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal tube. Mmmmm, more cum right field from the tap. When I got to his balls, he warned me to be easy. Balls are so weird, so sensitive, and ... ugly ... but in a cool down way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the hair 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 bit, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both thirsty, and even a fiddling hungry. 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 clit just to keep 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 guy cable ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her little kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too suddenly for her and did n't wrap up up much on top, either. Her expression looked a picayune flushed, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a second ! '' she said as she grabbed some cookies from a package. She glanced at Michael, who stood there barren naked with a gleaming half-hard cock, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that niggling tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few days ago, had form of given him up so that I could be with him. The only living stud within who knows how many stat mi, and who can fuck like a champion, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her voiceless. 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 fantastic. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you hand us a couple moment ? I 'll bring back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass body of work as he walked.

'' dearest ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. Tears of joy and felicity, but she did n't know that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't sustain to reach him up, for me. I mean, he 's tremendous ! I could never do that, not in a million days ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh beloved, I just wanted you to have a guesswork at some felicity. With affair the way they are, who knows what 's going to happen today, tomorrow, next workweek ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're felicitous, I can smack the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my whisker, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so soft and Mommy-like, it was squeamish to restrain on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my fucking God yes. You would n't believe how aphrodisiacal ... oh yeah, maybe you would consider how aphrodisiac he is ! ``

We chatted a little bit about sexy 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 break him everything. But, how do you, um, get fix ? I mean we do n't have any Astroglide like you use at home ... ''

'' What do you entail ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a small fornicatress ! '' 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 little senior, and when women get older they do n't always lubricate as much as they used to. I 'm sure, for you, that your pussy succus will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough pussy succus ! ``

'' Just pussycat juice ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no doctors, you know. '' The trueness was, I really wanted to get butt fucked but I was scared to expiry 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 near as they were at it.
'' Well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for heaven 's rice beer. lean up against the counter. Goddamn kids these mean solar day I swear to God, ca n't figure anything out. Go on, spread 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 fingers inside me as far as they would go, then she finger fucked me for about thirty seconds or so. I could feel my foreplay building, and I could feel my juices starting to flow again.

'' See ? So you get your fingers as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her finger's breadth and then rubbed my prick, depositing my succus on it. She repeated that again, only this fourth dimension she pressed a unmarried digit inside my ass a little bit.

'' Okay so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow. I mean, He has to go tedious. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my nates. It felt wonderful. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass brass. `` He should also use some spit, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spit onto my asshole. Her digit continued to fuck my butt as her former hand rubbed my pussy. Then she pulled her finger out my butt, but instantly I could palpate TWO finger pressing against my backdoor. Oh asshole !

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 fingers were n't even half as long or half as wide as Michael 's turncock. I do n't know how this is going to run. I 'll never be able to fit his cock back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my school principal, 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 eternal quest to please you, this piffling madam wants to prepare herself for an anal fucking from you. Knowing how big your prick 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 prick was now at full attention again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I help with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to tell her that a tongue is good to help out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his head to one side and thought for a consequence. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much more experience getting butt-fucked than I do. demonstrate me how it should be done. ``

With feign disgust, Mom withdrew her digit from my ass and proceeded to bend down and plant her face between my impertinence. I jumped just a bit as her hot tongue probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand years did I cerebrate my mom would one day be licking my arsehole, or that I would want 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, go on going. you 're doing great. Lick Lorrie 's asshole like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could experience kitty-cat juice running down my leg. `` Guys ! '' I said. `` I ca n't stand here like this much thirster. ``

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 twat juices will just hang into her butt. Gayle, you work her kitty-cat and I 'll put to work on these mamilla. We will get you juicy, do n't worry, babe. ``

True to his Logos, Michael started working very hard on my rightfield tit. Squeezing, kneading, mashing, kissing, licking, all sort of at once.

Mom put two digit back up inside my kitty and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juice. Her pollex rubbed on my button. together with the sparks coming from my mammilla, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very warm and pacify touched my clit. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that thing on my button, it had to be a clapper. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my pussy, my cunt. She thrust three or four fingers, or maybe her whole hand inside my cunt as she licked my lips and button, now finger fucking me fast and hard.

Michael decided that this was the time he should slap my mammilla. 'Increases the blood current', he said. As he gripped my tit where the skin rose from my chest, the end of my tit and the nipple were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at first, but each one got a little harder, made a little more noise.

Mom pulled out her hand from my twat, and forced it against my now soaked cigarette hole. Her fingers went in a lilliputian, then she pulled them back.

Each time Mom rammed her digit into my butt, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to work my pussy and they both assaulted my tits and ass, I came in about two minutes.

slit juice flowed out of me, I could sense it running out of my slit and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's ready, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my legs. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvis stick to 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 tool, slobbering all over it.

'' Okay, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His cock head pressed into my ass, and I felt it kind of 'plop'into me as his mushroom cloud capitulum gained access. I stiffened from the sensation. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' Easy please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to take him inside me. He must fuck my ass. All the other young lady 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 slow down, it will be delicately. Then she kissed me for a moment on the lips, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my puss and forced her way in so she could lick my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's tongue on my clit while Michael slowly fucked my ass little by niggling. Going deeper. Into the bad place. With my Mom licking my cunt. Are you kidding me ? My head was spinning in Mexican valium as crazy thought went through my question. Mom 's licking my cunt ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't fright me. In fact I want to. And I want to suck her tits, and for her to suck mine, and I want everyone to suck my tits. And I want 20 guys to stand in a lap around me and buck off on me and cover me in cum, and Mom can lick it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT ass ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inches inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Jesus Jesus of Nazareth I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her oral sex bashed a piddling, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered lips. God, I taste beneficial. I thought. I 'm such a slut, I also thought. Mom reached back down and finger fucked me in time with Michael 's strokes. 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 stop for a second. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, fuck me doggy flair. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely hollow feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a moment, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' Baby, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulus for this. secern you what, I 'll lay down on my back, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your head down there. This way I can clobber your cunt while he fucks your ass. You 'll be fine this way. ``

OK Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her question as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot knife inside my pussy lips and on my clit as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be fine. ``

Michael worked his way in between my legs and Mom 's shoulders and weaponry, and got prepare again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a mo or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's putz, I just know that I was feeling a little lonely just sitting here on all fours with nothing to do. Suddenly, Mom 's lip 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 pecker slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so full, so filled up, so complete. With Mom licking my cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an ecstatic state. My arms and legs lost ascendency, 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 face landed right in Mom 's bare puss. Her heady scent wafted in my nose, her juicy lips covered my buttock. Without any anterior chronicle of touching a miss, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her lips, sucked her clit, buried my face between her bend, smearing her succus all over my look. I ate my Mom 's pussy with complete abandon.

Somewhere in the middle of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yip and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my other nerve even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop ? '' He teased.

I turned to calculate at him. All sweaty from promontory to toe, his muscularity gleaming in the lightness, 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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okey, enough is decent. Lorrie, you write like a missy. Too much of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a couple of professional gay woman. Lorrie 's ass was so tight, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of grade, but you could see a little, well it was fucking awesome. This was better than any daydream I could have concocted.

I thought the only thing to make this right was a little ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my niggling room, and each smack was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to look at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's cunt juices, her pilus stringy with swither, her eyes a piffling glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to stare into my eyes, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her fountainhead jerked but she held my gaze, until finally she slumped back down on top of mama like a rag doll.

I fucked her difficult for a few more virgule, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In sec, I came too. With a vehemence, my cock trembled and shook and I emptied my raging sperm deeply inside my infant girl 's ass. Wave after wafture, jibe after scene, I finally finished cumming after almost a minute. My rooster was physically tired, I could feel it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscle after running a long way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a decent surprise.

From her gaping asshole, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting lip. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her mouth closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her back. Then Gayle bent down and, with her hands, opened Lorrie 's sass. Gayle slowly opened her own mouth, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her mouth into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum glob for a few moments before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a long time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, utterly spent. My cock lay there like a dead soldier, or Thomas More like a complaining soldier. 'No 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.

sentence drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their fond tit against me and draping their legs over parts of me. I mentioned water again, because I never got any the number one sentence. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two glasses for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. trine can be difficult sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt feelings. Mix in some Mother/Daughter stuff, and I did n't know WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three meter honey, thanks for asking. I 'm near. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to kiss her mom on the sass, dragging a big fucking tit right hand in my facial expression. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okay. Tired, but a near tired. I ca n't believe what we did, what I did. give thanks you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the greatest Nox of my lifespan. ``

They both squeezed me tight. We drifted off to slumber, each tired and satisfied and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio blared. `` Michael ! Help ! We 've got party ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my affectionate sleep with my two baby, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a hundred automaton at to the lowest degree ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! hang up on ! ``

The girls were already moving. `` Full gear, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the jeep ! ''

Sounded like the shit was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm protectors, skin safety, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to chief street, weapons hot and set to go. In spite of the danger, there were a few smirky looks passed back and Forth River, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to battle, but the bally sure was fun last night ! ``

I rounded the quoin a few hundred grand from hardware shop, where everybody was holed up. Zombies crowded around the breast door. Yeah, at least a hundred. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a driblet in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't want to just shoot down them. Then they 'll pullulate us. This is like some kind of damn herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our people were trapped, but not in straightaway peril. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding strong. Erin had climbed out the window onto the frontage roof.

Right by us, next to Mountain realty, was Jim 's Fix It Shop. I looked in the window and saw a clump of prick and broken TVs and early asshole. And wire. Spools of wire. I can do something with this ! The moral force Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the entrepot and got the spools. Zed was busy making noise down the street, they did n't take heed me.

'' Call Erin, recite her to keep it up, keep their attention. ``

I had Gayle drive us closer, about 75 yards from the nighest Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my last mag. I 'll just wave at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, Sooner would be respectable ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, engine idle, ready to seethe. I mean, tough came to worst, we could just push back into a few of them, then drive around township as they followed us. Spread them out some so we could betroth them a few at a meter. But I wanted to try this wire thing first.

I undid some wire and wrapped it around the nearest streetlight. With pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a substructure off the primer coat. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a streetlight on that incline, also about a foot off the ground and as tight as I could take it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the next streetlight about hundred invertebrate foot away, and tied another firearm of wire across the street about a foot gamey. Did that four more times.We checked around, no izzard had snuck up behind us from the principal road. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the Jeep 's horn.

Instantly, about half the floozie turned to look at us. Blew the horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' dame, be ready if this does n't work. '' I was pretty scared, actually. If this did n't work, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't know if we could curb off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The first Zachs got to the telegram, Foomp ! Down they went ! The Tripwire was working ! They just kept falling over each other ! Dumbasses ! As they spread out in the mental confusion, a few went outside the pole and the conducting wire, but then those guys zeroed in on us in the centre of the street and hit the next wire. pile went those guys !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. equaliser and coordination are not his thing. Depending on their status, it can pick out 30 second base, a minute, even more for them to get upright again. Those that did, fell down on the next wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick caper. After a couple bit, with still a brace wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to forgather them. We had our AR-15s slung on our backs, I had my spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her long stove poker stick.

'' I got the first one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this all in guys head. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's stay close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't require to get surrounded. But it was n't too in all likelihood. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the imperativeness reduced on our citizenry in the construction ; they staged a murderous prison-breaking and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his dead head, making sure he was re-dead.
wellspring, the smell was fucking grievous. And now we had 147 perfectly guys in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boys, Wyatt and Morgan, looked a little sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Lewis Henry Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music last dark. You know, just having a little company. It was pretty former, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. Next matter we know a few of these guys started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the morning ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this sunrise, they crashed through the glass door, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a way, all we had was my pistol, radio receiver, and my six magazines. ``

'' What did you use to break out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the piece of furniture, got some goodness plug-in. Erin shot the number one few, then we beat the relief down until we could get our weapons. ``

I was form of pissed at them for getting themselves into trouble. But I was also pretty strike. They did n't panic, they improvised, they overcame, they fought hard, they killed Zed.

We figured there must have been a ruck passing play by on the main road. They heard the euphony and decided to come take a feeling. I read about the herds a few days ago. When Zed has no stimulus, he just variety of stands there. Then a bird fly by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of pot. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a purpose. He does n't require to miss out on the natural process so he follows him. Zena sees two of her champion charging ahead and says yeah babe, I 'm with ya ! Next thing you know, 147 dead shitheads are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't stop now !

wellspring the Tripwire worked, got ta do more of that. We got ta get our defenses up. We ca n't just receive these guy cable storming our Ithiel Town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the balance of the day cleaning up. The other remaining townspeople came out to help, too. Picking up dead zee is hard work. We dragged them all about a after part mile down main street, down current of air. 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 momma Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some hurt spirit, too. Some of the little girl were thinking I was off the grocery store and were jealous.

We broke for lunch. As we munched down Dennison 's chilly, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a piffling hurt, after all, Erin helped arrange this wholly thing ! Now she seemed a lilliputian pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really have any rule right now. Except for the Patsy rule, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to go away. But, well, normal companionship has broken down. I think we are all tactual sensation, pretty release 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. J. P. Morgan and Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the erotic love stage yet. '' They made funny gestures of wiping their supercilium 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 ahead of time on, I needed to watch my step with these young lady, or they may all move around on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to form. `` Nice speech. ``

'' Yeah rightfulness, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the girls ? It 's okay. I just want to know. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the real earthly concern, you would be my bit girl of all time. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are unmanageable times and we ca n't open to have everyone pissed at each other right now ... ''

I grabbed a twain of dead foot, Lorrie grabbed his hand. We swung him up into a wheel barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your orchis. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to have Sir Thomas More sex with you. A lot more. I am in love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to process out an agreement here. I 'll think about it. ``

okay, I thought, conceive on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry. I 'd imbibe your turncock right now, except it
probably has zombie goo on it ! ``

'' Hey babe, I never got to lick you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't require to lose you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an theme for tonight, though, Big Daddy. You might like it. ``

She was the right way, I did like it.

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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my people together.

'' Hey guys, practiced work today. Let 's get cleaned up for an early dinner party up at the household. Then I want to suffer a scheme session, we got ta do something so this does n't happen again. '' We piled into the trucks and headed up the Hill to my shack.

After we all got sporting and shining, we had a nice meal of fire spaghetti and meatballs, common beans, and pears. Ok, so it was n't all that nice. But it filled us up and did n't take prospicient to make, so that was good enough.

'' Ok family, '' I began. `` We need a wall. I propose we start with the cable car in Town. There 's ... what, a match hundred houses here, and only about 15 lodge in. Let 's charter the cars from the rest period of them, line them nose to give chase alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our little valley to the former end. That way, the zombies will probably decrease into the ditch, and we can help oneself with that too, and then they wo n't be able to go up the ditch because cars will be there on the top edge. We 'll leave an first step, and use a big truck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta waste pipe all fluids from the cars and relieve them in barrels. consume out the assault and battery, ignition conducting wire and stuff, anything useful. That should read several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that little welding shop down south, see if that guy is live and help him out. We need him. When we went past him last time, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big plan is to build the 'Sanchez Pit of end'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the cite, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll need to go about 40 miles north and see what 's up with the hand truck arrest there before mortal else gets to it. hand truck mean stuff, hopefully intellectual nourishment, and god knows what else. Trucks also mean shipping containers. We need those to build incline for the Sanchez Pit. And we can use empty trailers to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couple hours, working out the point of the car wall. That was the most of import 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 to the full of zombie. We also assigned people to particular line. Gayle and Lorrie would expend at to the lowest degree 2 hours a day learning herbal medicament and ex doctoring. Erin would turn our arsenal technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top bod. Tina and Payton were to suit farm specialists so that come spring we would be ready. The mates of lord and Johnson would function on fortifying the wall, building watchtowers, and any other physical security matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some beverage. It was unspoilt to relax, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a couple more hours, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big declaration we had agreed on.

'' I have a big announcement ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a porno on the living elbow room TV ! ``

Most people laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm serious ! I 'm going to my elbow room for 15 minutes for some endure minute of arc cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch some lousy movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to join. If you do n't want to, that 's fine, no worry. Maybe just stay in your way, or you guys can go back down into town to your store. Again, no hurt, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get prepare to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my elbow room, you could hear a pin drop.

I turned on my tunes box so I would n't hear any conversations or bitching or moaning or shout. Then I proceeded to brush my teeth, 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 video was tough. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old schooling. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a pair of stew pants commando trend, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the movie, nobody 's here. Really ? nobody ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll watch it anyway. I started searching through the server to get the movie up. Just as I got it going, I heard a young woman 's vocalization shout out from the rachis :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... Mar ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the cadence. Erin, the Little tiger, is the squad leader. She called out as they marched out, I file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the devil dog !

Out came the bad looking team I ever saw. Also, the sexiest. Erin called out the cadency call and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sense in lookin down )
Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! ( Ai n't no zombi spirit on the flat coat ! )
Killin Zombies all day long ! ( Killin Zombies all day long ! )
Gon na pull in me big and strong ! ( Gon na make me big and firm ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're decently ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're correctly ! )
Sound off ! ( 1,2 ! )
auditory sensation off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to keep a heterosexual person face. This was so assuredness !

The scout troop was now arrayed in front of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All troops present tense and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, sergeant ! Was there, uh, a problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' Supply egress sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a nice camouflage baseball hat, and one of my camouflage shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the front man. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her pin-up lilliputian boobs.

'' dress that line, Sergeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a nice wring on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandanna wrapped around her drumhead, a nice Theodore Harold White push-up bra which accentuated her strong teat, and armed 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 future girl, Lorrie, who had on a camo tee shirt. That was it. And the tee shirt looked like it was having a firmly sentence as it had a few strategic roue 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 ! ``

'' Drop down and grant me XX ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 sucks ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my travail, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard pecker completely in her mouth. She got a few strokes in before it got too big for her. By the meter she got to 20, I was at good attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your fib ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a black thong and a Boonie hat. A tongue hung on a cosmic string around her neck, resting comfortably between her toothsome boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't possess a storey ? ``

'' dip and give me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not real imaginative, not a big talker. But she 's a tough actor and she fucks like a racehorse. Jesus, I thought. And a soundly cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the squad called out in unison.

'' Back in line, private ! Ok, you two, what the piece of ass ? ``

Lizzy and Wyatt were handcuffed together. James Wyatt had on trouser, which was beneficial. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' Fair enough. Prisoner Wyatt, drop and sacrifice me ... no wait, give her 20 ! ``

Sir Thomas Wyat eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's pussy. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to count ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Wyatt got up, his lips and chin glistening.

'' nursemaid ! '' I said to the next soul, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hair. She also had a two-inch wide of the mark bandage wrapped around her chest at the nipple personal line of credit. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' Step Forward ! '' Nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look healthy, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just consume this for parking brake, sir ! It 's my foremost 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, raw ass, 10 clock time. Not that intemperate, but her boldness got a picayune pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

Well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be avid, Nurse ! ``

I moved down the melodic phrase to Kristin and Thomas Hunt Morgan. She had a dog collar around her neck, with a chain held by Morgan. John Pierpont Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very modest in her long sleeve US Army T-shirt.

'' Let me guess ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him consider, 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. point. Knock it off ! '' I yanked on her strand slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a lucky sumbitch, Daniel Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had physical composition on, and was fully dressed in a aphrodisiac way ; skillful ovalbumin blouse, blind drunk black wench, black fishnets, heights dog. Damn if she was n't the aphrodisiacal one here. well, excepting my Lorrie, of line ! She was also the merely 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 floozy, Sir ! I want to get know ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did near everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at repose. Troops, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. Leisure meter starts in 5 minutes. Those who want to be useful will pass water me a drink. serjeant-at-law, dismiss the squad. ``

'' squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premises at 0800 tomorrow for work detail ! Consume accordingly. Any skulker will be shot ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the sofa as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my sweats and sat on the couch. I was gladiolus I took those 15 minutes earlier to clean up, had myself all skillful and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV Remote when Lorrie came up with a distich of drinks.

'' Gimlet ? '' she asked.

'' My dearie, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat next to me. Sort of. She was more like sitting on me. Her firm tits pressed into my arm and dresser. I took about 4 gulps of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with drinkable and everyone mingled for a few instant. 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 floor. Spreading her legs, I began to work and snog my way up her knee, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and mama Gayle sat on the put next to Lorrie. It was kind of good story. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these daughter. Many had lost their fellowship, had seen death close up, were n't for sure about the time to come, all that. So Gayle spent many a night hugging one of the little girl as we watched a display on the tube.

So, this was n't any different, except now Momma Gayle was completely naked and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at Momma 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's second joint as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my swag. Lorrie 's hands naturally went to her nipple, she massaged them lazily through her jersey. I could smell felicitous piddling odor stirring in battlefront 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 cock and balls. Oh god, that 's nice. Always nice to deliver someone lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my mouth across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her clean-shaven outer areas. God I was in heaven, and I wanted this to be salutary for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my manus, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to pick up her eye. But they were closed in ecstasy. I felt her rut on my spit as I continued to explore her extraneous. As I passed over her opening, the heat intensified. I pressed my tongue down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot cleaning lady lava covered my tongue in rattling flavors.

I swallowed some of her succus down, mmm promised land. 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 titty ! My left wing hand went up to squeeze them while I licked my ovolo and forefinger to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her puss and circled around her clit with my glossa as my right hand began to tease her pussy and ass with my fingerbreadth. Her succus quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my tongue lightly on her clit, feeling the hard little nub under me. I sped up a little and added some force per unit area, varying my road as I tongue lashed her entire bitch. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

Someone tapped me on the articulatio humeri. I turned my head.

'' My number ! '' Erin exclaimed.

'' Um ... '' I struggled. `` Not just yet. I need to do this, ok Little Tiger ? '' I kissed her on her sass, and she licked and sucked me clean of Lorrie 's accumulate juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's tits. I dove back in and knife fucked her pussy. spine and Forth River with my inflexible tongue inside her steam hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a duad minutes of that, I slid a finger up inside her as I worked my mouth up towards her careen hard little clit. First, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some effective 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 clapper firmly against her clit.

For the adjacent ... I do n't experience how many minutes ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clitoris. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that whole area into my mouthpiece. I struggled to keep up with her current of secernment, swallowing as best I could, but I really did n't want to let her go. I slipped more finger's breadth inside her hot hollow, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her firmly while continuing to plague her clitoris. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my fountainhead between her second joint, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed blinking execution as her orgasm ripped through her cunt and feast throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me cease after about a minute.

'' Daddy ! '' she gasped, barely capable to breathe. `` I ca n't ... Daddy I ca n't deal it anymore ... Daddy ... ''

Haha ! No nookie way. I held on and continued to lick and take in her clit. Lorrie 's orgasm continued, rising and falling with my speed and pressure, balancing on the edge of the waterfall, and then plummeting over the edge. Only to be on another edge, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a couple minutes of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the last 15 hour, I had no idea what was going on. I gathered that people were doing some sexy things, but they had all stopped in the last 5 minutes due to the amount of noise Lorrie made ! They gave me a nice round of applause as I rose from between her legs. 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 unspoilt to rest a little, my jaw was a bit tired !

I sat back on the couch and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) Virgo, grasped my set cock in both hands and began stroking me. Her blondish hair blocked my view, but I could find her hot sassing settle onto my cock as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on camion lovely, strict mammilla. These babies were huge right 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 tight twat with my peter, at cobbler's last, and finally I had fucked all the women here !

Looking around, Momma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her pap while Kaitlyn licked her legato cunt. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the skipper son, while her sis Kristin and Lorrie looked on with serious lust in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending clit flying and her tits bouncing. Her buoyant lilliputian daughter were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my hammer. Her tight snatch clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her farsighted orgasm, I guess a hammer in her pussy and in her ass felt pretty good ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's face, surprising everyone with the amount of succus emanating from within.

Morgan pulled his turncock from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' Next ! '' he called out with his and his blood brother 's heavily dicks at full attention.

Kristin shook her principal. I guess the ass was n't her affair. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boys positioned her over Wyatt 's cock, and then Morgan moved up to make love her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous breast in my cheek. I sucked them for a couple minutes, then got up and mounted her from behind. Her puss accepted my big peter, no questions asked. Not quite as tight as a teenage girl, she still felt mythological. I gave her a grave shtup, slamming her into the sofa. Payton rested her cheek on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean of all those succus. I rammed my tool back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in ecstasy from her double-fucking. I do n't acknowledge how those Edgar Lee Masters boys were holding off and not cumming, but adept for them !

'' Anyone else ? '' asked Morgan.

Lorrie looked at me shyly, pleadingly.

'' Go get 'em, sweetheart ! '' I said.


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Sir Henry Morgan laid on his dorsum with his cock standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hand and helped me low-down myself onto Sir Henry Morgan 's cock. Wyatt stood by with his cock standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his brother 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No hugging, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can sleep with and suck, but no caressing. for sure, I 'm down !

somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in town. Fingers probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something Brobdingnagian pressed into me ! It 's fucking James Wyatt ! I gritted my dentition as he entered my butt. Jesus messiah ! No finesse, 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 Morgan, both he and James Wyatt squeezed my tits hard. But Jesus, I was filled up. I pretty a great deal went limp as they pumped my kitty-cat and ass. I could n't even suppose about gripping a cock or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next affair I know, something big and lenient and hard and wet was forcing it 's way into my oral fissure. I guess Michael could n't stand it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three kettle of fish filled ! I could sample somebody 's cunt on Michael 's shaft. My brain drifted, overwhelmed with sex as cocks tried to get deeper and deeper into me. My cunt was on fire, my ass felt great, and I could barely breathe 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 brothers. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. little girl flocked to the two male child as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the floor and forced his way in between my pegleg, and he shoved his cock right up all the way inside my cunt. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that distress for a moment. It was like he hit merchant ship, I do n't recognize. His tool was so wooden-headed, even though it was only one it felt almost the same as having two inside me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My mind 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 craunch my clitoris 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 come shoot into me. It felt SO COOL having his rooster flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My cunt clenched him back as my best ever climax swept through me. He ate me out about 15 minutes earlier, that was my outflank orgasm. But this one, even better. It just would n't stop. We continued to buss as our common orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` Baby, get off me so I can get these guys out of me ! '' I loved the taste 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 pleasance ripples through my entire slit. I held him as close and as hard as I could. I loved him so much.

acquiring double fucked was corking, but ... it 's nothing like this. Basking in the after freshness with your man.

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Early the future morning, Michael 's lookout started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' Fuck me again, sister '' I half-moaned. I checked my pussy, still a bit weaken. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my former hand. I got ta get some succus going !

'' Babe, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't have time to do you justice -- ''

'' seed on, papa ! '' piped in Mom. `` turn over her a quick fix ! ``

Mom grabbed his cock and slobbered all over it for a minute. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my legs, and my puss throbbed the blink of an eye he entered me. My clit was still swollen from survive night.

Michael locked his limb and rested on them, so he could look at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it right there.

'' the Nazarene fucking Jesus of Nazareth ! You two ! You 're fucking slovenly woman ! ! ``

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 wall, 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 gravid, mixed in with my cunt succus. The sight was apparently too much for him, mom and daughter licking his hammer. 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.

'' Fuck Mom, and commit her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's slit as he went back to his room to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to positioning this car along the ditch. looking, I 'm not so in effect at backing up, ok ? I rolled the stupid Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this arrangement where some of us moved cars, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during combat training, all plans go out the window when the first dead reckoning is fired. fountainhead, the first injection, in this case, was one of the townie having a fit. Michael had enlisted their help, and all was going well. Until a duad of them got into an arguing over one of the early cars that was owned by a dead person.

It seems that both of these old hombre were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. Well they got into a fight about which of these guys should get her car. See, Michael had said we should go on any 4-wheel drive vehicles, any Priuses or former hybrids, any vans, and maybe a pair of fast cars if we found any. And we let the living folks keep whatever cars they had. But we needed the quietus for the wall.

So Lady Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le Sabre. It had some huge railway locomotive in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to keep back it. The argument got bigger, fists were thrown, people 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 push it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was exquisitely, decently up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the shot came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the ugly multitude 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 rung ''. Two guy wire grabbed me, tied up my manus with those pliant zip-tie affair, 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 front fanny. Jesus messiah I had a headache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't seem to possess showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My name 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your public figure, hot stuff ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, greasy tomentum and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking Shirley Temple guy, did n't look as bad, but still pretty filthy and grimy.

'' piece of tail you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' wellspring, is n't that nice. Fuck-you, it 's nice to touch you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy teeth and greasy face.

'' Jesus of Nazareth ! '' I said. `` Do n't you rib 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. Then kill me ? Do n't defeat me now, I 'm in passion !

'' FUCK ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about XX mo up the road, the whole 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 pee-pee or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this gear mechanism, and a side arm, and bullets and hooey on a vest while Tom did n't ingest anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the whole matter 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 Trento 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 motortruck, right at the intersection. `` 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 ! ``

secretiveness for a moment.

'' I 'll let you watch '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me loose or I 'll come over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her on the loose, slaveboy, and find out her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me loose, and I stood there for a second. I could see Robbie had a heavy on from rubbing my tits and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my way. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my hair and posed a piddling, letting my tenacious hair fly in the picnic. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a scrub. Perfect.

'' Come on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my army pants, pulled them down and exposed my au naturel snatch to this flaming asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squat, and ... naught, at first off. Finally, I closed my eyes and tried to slow down, and then I let it fly. The real antic was not to get it on my drawers. Robbie stood spellbound. Dickhead. He undid his fly and began stroking his toilsome little shaft. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't refer the size of it of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't make a motion ! Do n't make me dart 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 obliterate you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the other hand. Damn pistol hold on the AR, they let you shoot one handed if you want.

'' wrench up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and shot his shipment onto my tits and bra.

'' Alright, come on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my trouser up. My t-shirt soaked in respective shoes through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and satiate me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot bigger than our little one. We stopped after a duo instant near a gigantic strip shopping centre that had a Walmart in it. A big sea rover pin flew from the top. The big storage had hundreds of necros around it.

'' Home, sweet domicile ! '' announced Robbie.

'' ejaculate on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my adherence and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the ceiling of the strip mall. From there we walked a brace hundred G til we got to the Walmart roof. There were about 6 or 8 armed cat up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombi spirit 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. `` cover off ! ``

We climbed down some stairs at the back, down to the storage room of the Walmart. They led me through to the main floor, some visible light filtered down from the skylights 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-goodness, perched up on these display cases, sitting in an easy chairperson like he was a world-beater on a pot. A naked adult female kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy legs. A couple guys stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift steps. Tom followed some space behind.

'' well, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a rotary 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 FINE piece of ass, not this damn you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the female child who had been at his side. She whimpered and bowed her head low.

What an prick, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty young matter ? ``

'' 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, dear ? '' he asked me again.

'' Fuck you ! '' It was all I could think of to say.

'' Ah, rebelliousness ! How nice. Well I 'm certain we can pose that out of you. Or know it out of you. Lots of men here ... they 'd all like a crack at you. Wait a indorsement, what 's this ? '' Big Trent had lifted my hair's-breadth and saw a large contusion near my tabernacle. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetie ? '' he asked.

'' From dickhead over there ! '' I pointed my read/write head at Robbie.

Big River Trent got very quiet. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, freeze in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a footling tap -- ''

'' A little tap ? '' Big Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And see at these bosom ! They look genuine. Are they ? ``

Big River Trent squeezed my boobs for a few moments. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the fuck ? '' he asked in shock. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his hands in horror.

I told him. `` adept over there jacked off on me and germinate his shitty cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent looked to Tom for confirmation. Tom nodded his head 'yes .'

Big Trent slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me match ... you let me put my hands on YOUR nooky 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 sack of potatoes, his head twisted at a weird slant. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. Drag his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, get going talking. Where your from. What 's your apparatus, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to remember of something to say. I came up discharge. `` I do n't have very much to say. Except that, my pa 's going to toss off you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My dada. He will down you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trent thought about that for a few moment. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, tell me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up cars, like a bulwark. Down in Larchmont. That 's that tiny Ithiel Town a few miles south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a match men, stack of girl. They had a couple ordnance ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're clean. Very clean. They got their diddlyshit together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to lady wear, get her something else to bear. And get some wipes and clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to talk to me, really soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to come with him. We passed a guy walking towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy face, beady eyes.

As we got to the ladies section, Tom relaxed his grip and looked around.

'' feel, '' he whispered. `` I 'm pitiful. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, take hold of a shirt. They 'll stamp out my family if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your tongue back. I took it from that lunkhead when we fed him to the deaders. Hide it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. Wait til it 's obscure and things quiet down. Too many guys around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trent River and his crew. The relief of us are prisoners, or scared shitless, forced labor kind of thing. They make us bolt down the deaders at the front, but just with rake and shovelful. Still, if your man comes, we can help out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my papa IS coming. When he does, stick out of his way. I 'll try to keep you prophylactic. ``

Tom looked at me like I was loony. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in activity. He 's all chill and stuff, until the dogshit gets going. Then he turns into this major hard-core killer. It 's almost scarey, but it 's also totally sexy. And he 's going to economize me.

At to the lowest degree, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, squiffy. I could n't get anything even remotely loose. Big River Trent questioned me for, I do n't know, maybe like an 60 minutes ?. He wanted to know the layout of our blank space, how many people we had, how very much food, how many guns, everything. He threatened, injure me a little, I held out a foresightful meter. Finally I gave some bullshit solvent. I told them our fastness was some of the firm right by the road. I told him we were almost out of food. We had 5 hunting rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each answer, I held out. Trent punched my stomach. Slapped my legs. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy meter. Come on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright Sweetheart, '' Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the heavy hooey is going to come up down just about now ! ``

Trent pulled out a huge knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about diddly myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my face, between my knocker, I trembled.

'' You told me the all truth, right ? '' he asked. `` Nothing but the trueness ? ``

'' So assist me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the assistant, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent had a risky aspect in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it encompassing open. He cut through my bra. My knocker flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the guy wire on the ceiling are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and see it out. '' The inflammation increased above us. Trent River felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to throw up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your daddy, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More shot sounded, and one of the fanlight shattered. justly near us.

Suddenly, a body flew through the skylight and crashed about 20 feet away. The forefront was shot and he was a mess from the decline, but you could tell by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! Shit ! What the Fuck ! John Tuzo Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another torso came through the skylight, River Trent and his guy rope fired everything they had at the opening. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped mags and put in Thomas More and kept shooting at the roof near the opening. Finally, nobody had any total mags left.

This weird scraping noise emanated from the ceiling. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another eubstance flew through the initiative and crashed down near us. One of Trent 's hombre. He must 've had 20 bullets in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still alive !

Trento and his guys were in a panic. They were n't cook for anything like this. All their magazines were empty, they scurried about looking for more ammo. They finally found a case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another dead body fell through the skylight. Five. stroke to absolute shit. They shot a few round back towards the hole and ran out of ammunition again. Trent screamed at his Guy to find to a greater extent ammo. Deliverer, did n't these dumbasses have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the look door. Several of their cat went to get some of the cans.

Trento pulled out a gigantic shooting iron, I found out later it was called a 'Desert Eagle'. A guy named LBJ had an M-16 rifle, he fired random shots into the roof until Trent told him to pink it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my boobs hanging out. River Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my head. I, um, wee-wee aright then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent yelled. `` See who these dead guys are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead bozo. Trent and Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to catch sight of something. I watched Tom roll the perfectly guys around, and saw him pocket a pistol. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` Shot in the fountainhead, amongst other places ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't make out the former guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in panic. `` How many bozo were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulders. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all all in. Fuck ! '' Trent pointed the Desert Eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... holler ... Call him off ! ``

I made a face at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the forehead. It did n't knock me out, but it hurt like diddly-shit and made my head tailspin. I could hear Trento but it was like I was underwater. I could get a line him yelling about covering the back up stairs or something. future thing I know, Woodrow Wilson has a big gaping hole in his head, and Tom is standing there with a vicious look on his face and a smoking gun in his hand. I guess he scavenged it from one of the stagnant guys. Tom shot two Sir Thomas More bad guys before Big River Trent fired on him. Tom was able to duck down an aisle.

Trento could n't chase him because he heard his public figure being called. By my Daddy !

'' Trent ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be booster. ``

'' Yeah right hand ! '' responded Trent as he ducked behind a spate of Coors beer cases. `` And how the fuck do you know my gens ? ``

'' One of your little toadies squealed up on the roof, but do n't worry ! He wo n't ever squeal again. ``

Thomas More shots and shout came from various parts of the store. The 'slaves'were rising up against their masters ! So cool ! Trent did n't know what to do, or where to bet, 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 oral sex exploded. I thought, I did n't recognise a headland could just explode ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each other, accelerator pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to scream. `` You 're on the ... Saami side ''

I blacked out.

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Epilogue
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I shot this shithead Trent right in his fucking head. I scanned for prey and saw this nigrify guy also shooting at Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was variety of hoping that he would n't film me since we both shot Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the Saame side, and we lowered our weapon as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' concealment us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any more of these guy wire ? ``

'' I do n't make out, I think my supporter took out the rest period up near the front, but I ca n't be sure yet. ``

Lorrie looked okay, she had a lump 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 people today, I do n't mind adding to the list. ``

There was some disruption up front, so I skirted around through the toys and cosmetics to see what was happening. The case of the rumpus became clearly ; 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 appropriate little girl ! '' They had blood and spadeful and started advancing on me. There was parentage in their eyes !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the corner, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's alright ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's nerveless. He just killed about 15 of our arsehole warlords. Let 's not kill him just yet. ``

As the situation defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some captured rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to nobody in particular.

A bruised up valet, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the woman and nipper locked up in the nail beauty parlour adjacent door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking bit of shit sentry go, does n't have much breathing prison term left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The 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 prosperous few, the whole crime syndicate was shopping at the Sami time and survived intact. For others, their loved one were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` Rattlers '' showed up and easily took over the store and the group. The Rattlers acted like saviors on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the first nighttime, however, the rattler showed their true colors ; they enslaved everyone and began their reign of terror and rape. This went on for three calendar week, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the roof. She covered the group with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to lower the barrel, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're alright ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't get a line anything for awhile, I was thinking the big ! '' 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 woman and a small girl around his neck. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new girlfriend ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the mathematical 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 rattler on the roof, which allowed me to mount up and into your Walmart here where, with the help of Tom, we do n't have a freight train problem anymore. ``

I expected the survivor to be a footling Sir Thomas More 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 final stage 'saviors'did n't work out so well.

'' Well, guys, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These numskull shot one of my people back home. Do you mind if we get some medical supplying ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the chemist's part. These guys still had fully stocked shelves of most everything. the Nazarene, I thought. Wish I was a little More mercenary in my way of thinking. I would take everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and little girl still around his neck. `` Look, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinarian. Or, I was. I could take a aspect at your individual if you wanted ... Maybe we can work out some kind of trade, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be big, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be able to mold out some swop between our mathematical group, maybe even merge them together ... for our mutual welfare. ``

And that 's what we did.

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One Year Later
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'' Please honey ! '' I begged. `` For the honey of God put her down already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you mean ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling babe Jessie from her mother 's arm and breast. Carefully, I set her John L. H. Down in her crib. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a little, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly large breast lay against her stomach, her left one still leaking milk. I pulled her out of the rock 'n' roll musician and led her towards our room and the bed. She tried to debate but I held my finger to my lips, telling her to keep calm and not wake the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the doorway. `` I 'm tired from the alimentation. ``

'' Do n't concern, this wo n't take long ! '' 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 prick bashed into her wooden leg as I grabbed her breast and squeezed them together.

Milk gushed from both her nipples like a water fountain, except this fountain had many dissimilar flow ! Warm Milk River sprayed on my face and dripped off my Chin. I opened my mouthpiece and savored the sweet-scented smack. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the tinker's dam out of it. I mean, sucked the milk out of it ! Warm milk flowed down my throat, swig after gulp. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the doorway, `` Did the baby poop ? Oh ... '' I did n't even appear up. It was my feed in 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 legs. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a fiddling, so as not to lose my grip on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her font into Lorrie 's kitty, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I variety of lose raceway of sentence when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking tits, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't know how long it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the sensations from my milk-sucking and her mom 's chiding took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but placid orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` Fuck Mee-Maw. ``

'' bull 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you short squawk ! '' As penalty for this breach of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's twat, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's knocker. Truth was, I think I had enough. Must 've been eight or ten oz. ! Gayle rose up on her knee 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 recollect ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old woman, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening pussy lips. I was too injure up for discreetness and felt a little selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and rammed my cock in laborious ! Oh yessss ... the only thing that feels better than drinking quick tit-milk is sliding my tool into a hot and steamy pussy ! I looked up at my two hot mamas. Well, technically one mamma and a grandma. But the Grandma just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few weeks I can fuck my married woman, Lorrie. She 's still too cutter from the delivery.

I 'm sorry to say, but I could only concluding a minute or so inside Gayle 's sopping wet cunt. My orgasm was approaching, and there was n't much I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... gasp ... ) need to stick hydrated ! '' I only had about ten sec to go.

'' Give it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right following to Lorrie 's cheek. Grabbing my rooster, I stroked it a mates time and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot current of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming backtalk. Gayle 's work 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 bosom. She ground her clit into Lorrie 's erect and milky tit. Gayle came hard in just under a minute, mixing her cum with Lorrie 's milk. They both looked at me.

'' Oh alright, '' I said, feigning boredom. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and milk covered tits in my face. I revelled in the mixed concoction and my dick recovered from it 's previous nation of about 95 % hard to completely rock solid again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a receiving set call interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, come in Mustang. '' That was our firm call 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 shoot unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't fritter away ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that woman down for ten fucking mo ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' Hurry up asshole. Little Tiger out. ``

Is that any way to babble out to her commanding officer ? I did n't reckon so. She will necessitate some kind of penalty tonight. Probably have to tie her down and make her vigil me fuck her girl Payton. Yeah, that would work !

I did need to hurry, though. We had seen a chopper go by a few prison term in the last hebdomad. They were checking us out. It was the Air force out or the ground forces, we could n't secern which but knew it was military.

The little girl helped me clothes in my serious zombi killing outfit. We did n't have uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more hard-nosed issue. They finished strapping on my gear and I hauled ass down to the hindquarters of Master 's and Johnson Hardware memory board in the landrover. They were going to follow me in a couple minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 feet away, the threshold artilleryman covering us. Some troops 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 hand, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to bring down 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 air-sleeve and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' how-do-you-do, '' I called, might as well voice friendly. `` Whatcha guys want. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United States USA. Do we have permission to land ? I 'd like to verbalise with whomever is in care. ``

'' If your purpose are passive, Colonel, then hail on down. ``

They sat the razzing down in a whirlwind of detritus and shut it down. After a few tense mo where we each wondered if we would spud at each former, I turned slowly to exhibit I was unarmed. Erin and the Masters brothers still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my people had their weapon system trained on the USA fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and go up me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, city manager, commandant, Captain, and forefather of this townspeople. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no interest group in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your guys could assume a less aggressive stance ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their grease-gun elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' boozing, sir ? '' I queried. `` A fiddling of Volunteer State 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a serious idea ! '' I ushered him into the computer hardware store where Morgan quickly set us up with a bottleful of Jack and two spectacles. I poured us each a couple fingers worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen almost of our surface area from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intention are with us. '' These guys had the speed hand, for sure. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and arms. But I did n't need to just dedicate away the keys to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of garrison Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their fairish part of zombie trouble, but were fortunate to not devolve into come anarchy. They still had over half of their troop, about 8,500 folk music including families on base.

'' Most other installations were n't that lucky, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent city engagement. 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 address your contraption out social movement ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pridefulness. `` The Sanchez Death Pit, you mean. Invented by an eighteen year old young lady, who happens to be my wife and mother of my child. Anyway, it 's moderately simple, but very effective. You wan na require a flavor ?. ``

We walked outside and found the pearly guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. Guys were smiling and laughing, having a good time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your son forgot to pull security system ! ``

He shook his drumhead. `` We 've got about an 8:1 proportion of men to women, so your gal 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 tolerate any kind of unwillful behaviour. That being said, we do bear 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 walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my minute in tutelage. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walkway to get to the death pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his the great unwashed moved here from another town after a partake incident brought us together. We took over a truck stop north of here, arranged the transport containers to act as paries and funnels, and to act as ramp for our zombie friend. We 've got a trivial Bobcat skidsteer automobile over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Michael Assat 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 midsection of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a couplet thousand zombilators, at least. We mostly stood precaution, somewhat out of sight so the Z would n't get distracted, and fired a shot every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot fall and tried to sputter over the container wall.

'' It 's so simple ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, graceful ! You do n't even require come-on, right ? You 've got smoke rising from the burning idle, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few times, and we did n't let sufficiency people or ammo to press them one by one. We needed a passive solution, and Lorrie Sanchez came up with it ! I 've seen enough zombie films, although I never expected to be in one. But the the great unwashed were always making dumb misunderstanding. They never had a place they could lock down and try and start over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any problem with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a fiddling confound. The fire might die down or a bird might disquiet them. But then we just ring this bell we got from a church. '' I pointed to the Vanessa Bell hanging out in the middle of the pit, supported by a 2x4 social system. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacon light, cop lights, to get their attention again. When it gets slow up, we have to block up the ramps so we can clean out the trampled bodies. That 's probably the biggest peril, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's thinker was spinning. `` You could, wow, build more ramps, dig a deeply pit so they always break, rig up lights so they fire in chronological sequence to create fantasy of bowel movement up the incline ... holy place asshole, this could really work. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' well, sir, it does piece of work. 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 dyad minute of arc he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you make fun make 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 Sir Thomas More tillage than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with pure glee. `` Well. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be Nice. Ma devil and Barretts, and plentitude of ammunition. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 round of drinks of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallons of gasolene, and tanks to curb it. A few thousand MRE 's would assist. What else. dress. Georgia home boy. sewer paper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah fence ! We need fencing material so we can expand our farms. Goats, wimp, kine, and some more syndicate, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okay with you, I 'd like to set up an adjuvant station here. Man it with 50 people. Some Humvees. 2 Strykers. Medical trailer and staff. And I 'd care to volunteer you a commission as a Major in the U. S. Army reserve. The post will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm prestigious sir, '' I said, my voice faltering. `` Not sure I want to be in the Army, though. I just want to rest here and raise my family. No disrespect, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reserves. You 'll stay here and dominate the entire county, maybe even several counties. But you will live here. With our support. Meanwhile, we will involve your Sanchez estimation and unloose all of Colorado, and the country, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chop. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as engineer and decorator of the new post. Erin fairly leapt at the chance to escort Cpl. flint around. poor people guy, I thought. He does n't put up a hazard !

I went back to the house and told the ladies and the baby about the conversation. Jessie spit up a minuscule, but I did n't take that as a minus. Gayle, however was a lilliputian different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these Army bozo waltz in here and necessitate over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about shitheads that live off the government tit ? ``

Well, shit, when she put it that way, it did n't vocalize like such a good deal.

'' Babe, '' I said, trying to sound wannabe. `` We have to connect with others. We have to get rid of these zombies. We need medical specialty, more nutrient, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my minor, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able to acquire, and go something former than just semi-starving zombie belligerent ! We do n't have to go back to the old ways of pure greed and greed, but maybe we can stimulate a meliorate world this time. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this shit up. I do n't require to be beholden to the US Army, either. But I feel the salutary way to improve the domain is to get involved, be the one on the inside and scout policy and change. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the rest of the world dies completely ... ''

What the fuck did I just say ? I do n't want fantastic, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie pyrexia, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't want you leaving us. testify the Army how to build these Death Pits. 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 days later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'ground forces uniform. Already had a typewriter ribbon on it, too. Red, E. B. White, and blue band with a'Z'in the middle of it. I got several sets of camo also, as did everyone in town. But the colonel said I should wear this for my formal inductive reasoning and reference to the town.

I stepped out into the family elbow room of my adobe brick castle to see what the ladies thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

beast tin whistle. Catcalls. fist pumps. And that was from baby Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' good turn around mister, '' 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.

'' covering fire me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to come up to the troops in ... fifteen arcminute ! ``

'' This wo n't take that prospicient, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my uniform pants and took out my hardening cock. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her uniform blouse and took her tits out. Staring me down, she lifted her nipple to her mouth and began to fellate her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't take long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my protagonist female monarch Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

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