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Chapter 1 - The beginning
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging turncock. Her tousled blonde pilus partially covering her look she lolled her head from position to side as her orgasm wracked her entire body. Her beautiful breasts quivered and shook like only big breasts can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her orgasm left her spent of energy.

Without pulling out, I managed to roll her onto her back 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 dick slammed into her time and again.

'' Oooooh ... yes ... yes ... '' she cried out, along with the episodic `` Michael '', which was honest because that was my name. Once, my ex called out `` Thomas the doubting Apostle ! ``, 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 manner. After my divorce, I played it pretty fast and loose with the Lady. Nothing too bass, cipher too severe, just kept it brightness level. If the ma'am was in to me, then, great ! If she was n't, no worries, there 's more.

But Claire showed up in the office one day selling some software system, 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 soft flesh felt wonderful in my handwriting. Just beautifully squishy and yet business firm, with very responsive tit. I pushed it up to her side and sucked her tit right next to her face. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own tit, 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 engorged pecker continued to fuck her taut pussy.

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

'' 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 first prison term. She ended up miscarrying but we were married by then.

'' Okay baby, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my cock a couple times and her slit responded with death-grip clenches as she came. I wanted to cum on her mammilla and face. I wanted to cake her entire consistence with my sperm. I wanted her to have it off that she was very exceptional to me. I could barely hold in my cum.

'' grab your tits, infant ! '' I said as I fucked her.

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

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

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her bosom and went to block her side with her hands. My cum splashed onto her titty and a couple watercourse hit her block hands good forcefulness. Dammit, would 've gone right in her mouth, too. She turned her caput as far to the side as it would go. Still, a few stray dip and splashes got through and hit her impertinence and neck.

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

'' Why did you have to bust up everything ? '' she cried.

Savior, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The spigot ran for several min as she cleaned up. blaze, I 'm storm she did n't take a bathing tub or a rain shower. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her tomentum, apparently so none of my nasty material would descend in link with her gilded ringlet. Hey, she did let gorgeous hair's-breadth, but still, man.

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

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

'' Thank you. ``

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

'' I asked you to cum inside me, call back ? ``

Yeah, I remember. I also commend your warm-up blast job was weakly at best, and lasted almost a arcminute and a one-half. I was just so excited to have you in my bed that I did n't mind it at the time.

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

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

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

citizenry should just have signs around their neck. `` I suck at blowjobs. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lick pussy. '' It would relieve us all a lot of worry in the farsighted run.

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

No ! Bad ! gingersnap out of it ! Who needs a selfish looker ?

Right. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

I packed up my Jeep with a crowd of appurtenance and headed north out of capital of Arizona, up to Colorado River. No, I 'm not telling you where it is, exactly. I do n't need a bunch of you multitude 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 school buddies. One of them, St. David, had this land above a small town. We decided it would reach a cool off getaway. So we built a small cabin and took turns using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain sum of money each month for improvements and such. After 15 geezerhood, it 's somewhat fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the place looks like a nice southwestern adobe brick household. It 's rather deceptive, though, as the wall are 3 groundwork of steel, brick, grime, and adobe. The windowpane are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are peachy for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's sort of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and hidden storage surface area where we 've got 3 40'containers of food, clothing, supply, weapon, ammo. Then, in the service department, we 've got a Unimog ( weirdo, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater rhinoceros, a two seater Razr, and a few motorcycles. I do n't ride the bikes, though ; too uncoordinated.

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

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` entropy policeman '' of our grouping. import, I built us a network with satellite entree to the 'net. I had excess waiter and spare division to last for years and years. portion of my job was to download poppycock, entropy. So I downloaded Youtube picture of how to make diesel fuel, tutorials on husbandry, articles on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, goat milking, volume on making whiskey, plus I ripped thousands of picture show and stored them, too. We had a pretty good cyclopaedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And porn. I downloaded lot of pornography. picture and stories. Guys got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all end of the world and gloom.

So I went up the Sat after Claire. I got the solar dialog box out and set them up. Got out the wind generator, checked the bombardment, checked the fuel levels, checked our pee tanks ... basically made the place livable.

I was fishing in the creek, I had nabbed a trout already, when my cell headphone went off. It was Jacques Louis David, one of my cabin sidekick. He was in New York.

'' dandy ! '' he exclaimed. `` It 's on ! Code Zebra ! ! It 's really on ! ``

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

'' Zombies man ! It 's on ! ``

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

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

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

There was ONE account about a guy eating another guy. I mean, Dahmer did Thomas More than that. Then there was some guy in FL a couple twelvemonth ago doing that. That 's not exactly a Zombie Apocalypse. I called David back.

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A doctor. He said he saw a guy at the infirmary rise up after a warmness attack. He bit like three nanny and orderlies. The media passed it off as a crazed lunatic. ``

'' Alright, tie-up by. '' I found the news stories 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 doctor. It 's on. I 'm telling you. I 'm sounding the consternation. ``

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

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. automaton. If that 's true, I 'll necessitate more of my shooter. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my demand AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my married woman, now ex. ( We decided to have standardized guns for parts etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's very well, but I want my 1911, my other AR with the fancy cathode-ray oscilloscope, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other pistol, and more ammo, and some other crap. And, night as well get as much food as I can while the store 's are still open.

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

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

On the way, a story came on the radio of a different crazed man on a rampage who attacked three people at a mortuary in Denver. I pushed the jeep 's gas pedal a piddling more.

After a grueling head trip plate, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to hold going. I packed up wearing apparel, moving-picture show, trinkets, cameras, anything of value. I have a decent-sized off-road utility trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that clobber. My Jeep I filled with my guns, ammo, former weapon system, my gold and silver turn, all my pecker, and cans of gas. Grabbed my local hoard of cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour superintendent Walmart.

Now, we each had over 4 class of food for thought per somebody stored at the cabin, but it 's all lyophilised and dehydrated poppycock. Not all that exciting. I wanted some commodity material if the world was ending.

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's canned fruits. Filled up an entire shopping handcart of peaches and pears and pineapples. Took that out to the laggard and dumped it. Went back and bought another cart of canned veggie. Then I went for the canned center like stew, tuna, chicken, spam, chili. Took two cart for all that.

Sir Thomas More trips for soups, vegetables, and then the boxes of potato dishes and pasta smasher. to a greater extent trips for cooking oil, spices, and more than stuff I do n't even no what. At some compass point, one of the workers started helping me so things went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

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

I thought about it for a moment, then spoke straight up. `` Might be the living dead, Stan. You should get ready. Get some food and shit. '' I tipped him a yoke of one C. He was really helpful.

As I was checking out the finale cart, a frenetic outcry came over the loudspeaker.

'' Code blue air to ladies wear ! Code Blue peeress vesture ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the helper dude, Stan.

'' medical, '' he explained. `` Usually means some old lady fell. But could be a heart approach or stroke. We get those sometimes. I got ta go check it out. ``

I paid the shop assistant. We heard screams coming from close by. Coming from the ladies clothing section. Two women staggered out from the racks, with child injury on their arm. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The Rescue
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I got the Hell out of Dodge, err, phoenix. When the SOB hits the fan, you want to be low gear out or you 'll be stuck in dealings jams forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Sunday sunup so the roads were basically hollow. I began coaxing my heavily laden Jeep up the 5,500 understructure climb on I-17 to Flagstaff.

Talked to my buddies on the cadre, they were all making their way to the cabin with their wife. Claire called, she sounded panicky. She apologized, and could I please get her to the cabin ? I told her to go to the Walmart I was just at and buy a gun and some ammunition. She told me to fuck off. I told her to suck a dick until it cums.

Called my parents. They did n't conceive me about anything. Dad did determine that the door was locked. sigh. I 'd set them up with as much stuff and nonsense as I could, but you can only do so often for people. They did n't want to come over from Vega. They do experience a shotgun, water barrels, MREs ... should death them a dyad months.

Went up to Flagstaff and turned eastward on 40, could see some ardour burning in the picayune city. kick the bucket 50 some-odd stat mi outside of town, then found a side road to enshroud and shoot a rest.

Many hour later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had wad of upheaval, though. Ran over 10-12 zombies. Shot a few More. Saved a few lives, for the meter being, at to the lowest degree. lesson for the time to come, firing your gun INSIDE a car is hazardous to your listening ! The movies do n't machinate you for how loud that can be !

The lilliputian township just below our chemical compound in the hills seems to be okay. The news show is reporting instances of act of terrorism on a prominent musical scale. No quotation of living dead, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and equilibrise coverage. Do n't want hoi polloi to know what 's really happening. The websites are going crazy though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

David stopped answering his jail cell earphone. So did Chris and Steven. Maybe the jail cell went down due to might outages ? They are far too smart to get caught up in this dirt. I hope. But then, I drove out of only one literal city. They 've got scores of urban center to get through.

I swept the area, all gain. Then I started unloading the trailer and jeep, and got down to the business of survival.

Two more days went by before the commencement zombie showed up in town. At least, that 's what I figured. I could pick up the gunfire, and could see cable car speeding about the place. Mayhem. I considered going down to help, but, what can one man do ? There were hundred 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 3rd day.

Now, my Jeep Wrangler already proved to be a pretty good zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tire, M/T 's with serious knobby tread. It 's the 4-door model outfitted with extra gas storage tank, 5.13 appurtenance, offroad lights and nicknack, it 's fairly grueling. And it has a big ass bumper in the straw man which proved bully at knocking over Zed and his Zed friends. But for literal survival, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 times hard than the Jeep, has gamey ground clearance, has four doors and a camping bus box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type vehicle, then they became available to the public. This one was originally a command and communications truck. We rigged it up as an emergency truck with a ladder, checkup gear, fire fire extinguisher, gun racks, everything we could recollect of.

I put on my camouflage gear. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear. It has tough plastic musical composition that cover the chest and back, forearms, elbow joint, upper arms. I figured it would be voiceless to get bitten that way. Put on my chest rig which held my 1911 and 6 cartridge clip for that. It also held 8 mags for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed boots, shin guards, knee inkpad, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar gloves that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a confused army man, nothing really matched but what the hell. I do n't require to be camouflaged from Zed, just take to be hard to eat. Grabbed my shotgun, AR, and a conquer .22 caliber rifle.

Got in the Mog and drove to town.

Much of the Ithiel Town was quiet, I turned down onto the deserted independent street and kept a look out. In my mirrors I could see a strange land site ; zombies exiting storage and turning to follow my motortruck. Was everybody absolutely ?

Suddenly, gibe rang out and my blessed Unimog was hit ! The shots came from an upstair windowpane of a house. I returned fervour ( 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 truck and took off my helmet.

It was quiet. Too quiet for the Zombie Apocalypse.

A Zed rounded the box and shuffled towards me. I mean, I think he was a Zed. Blood covered face and chest, vacuous stare ... I grabbed the suppressed .22 and fired at his read/write head. Two shots and he dropped, but not before he let out the moan.

The zombie moan. We learned to detest and fear that sound. The moan seemed to be a `` Hey zombi spirit friends, there 's meat over here ! '' kind of a thing. I knew more were coming soon. I heard some more zombie groan behind me.

meter to go. I got back in the cab and was ready to reverse the key when I heard several female wow from a nearby house. tinker's dam. That 's also the focus where the moans came from.

I took the keys ( did n't want to leave them in the ignition and have some hot arsehole take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my bountiful AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the house to investigate.

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

As the zombies started dropping, the still keep ace ... or ... still undead 1, 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 arcsecond one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the ones on the steps. I then tried climbing the stair, 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 hear some moans up there, though.

motherfucker ! Some zombie whoreson grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a couch. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a pile of all in Zeds. The distaff screech continued upstairs, I figured I could pour down this precipitate one later.

I ran back outside, started the Mog and backed her right up to the house, destroying the picket fence and garden in the process. But now the top of the rear camper box was pretty much in line of descent with the porch roof, which led to the second taradiddle windowpane. Climbed up the hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch covering, and I landed in the upstairs hallway.

The Z up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullets. The screams continued in a sleeping accommodation. I turned in to see a gal and a womanhood trying to check off two zombies with chairs. A crowd of people were backed up in the recess of the way. They were n't going to last practically prospicient. I reached over my berm and pulled out my Crovel, a small but heavy responsibility combining putz of crow-bar and shovel. The shovel bound are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw border and a bottleful opener, so it 's pretty sang-froid. I hooked one Zed with the pry bar end and pulled him off the Danton True Young girl.

'' Cover your face ! '' I yelled to the girl. I did n't need her to get splashed with blood.

I brought down the Crovel and sliced his head like a watermelon. I repeated the action at law with the other Zed, pulled him away and sliced his brain in two.

zombi moans outside. They 're coming in the house again.

I surveyed the place, but there was too much going on. There were several females and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive position. Plus a few that seemed to be down. Nobody had any accelerator, just some garden roue and small-arm of woods, a baseball bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed cook to give up. They were also mostly in dame and heels, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had room for these hoi polloi. My cabin had room as my pal did n't seem to be coming. It is kind of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

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

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

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

'' Do you have any health check supplying ? '' she asked, desperately. `` firstly aid kit ? solid food ? What ? I 'm responsible for these lady friend. ``

She was stunning. Her medium distance black hair was a deal. She was filthy ; parentage and stain on her boldness, and I thought she was the prettiest matter I had ever seen. sort of Latin American looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

'' I mean, I 've got a secure place, intellectual nourishment, first aid, more than gunman, you 'll be safe. Safer than here. '' She thought about it for a import. I held out my handwriting. `` It 's now or never, sweetheart. ``

The zombie spirit moan from downstairs pretty much sealed the stack. `` 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 daughter spoke up. `` My dad 's a professional sergeant in the Corps. I 've shot M-4s and AR-15s a lot. ``

'' Ok, '' I said, handing her the gun. `` Show me. brighten the arm. ``

She dropped out the mag, pulled the charging handgrip which ejected the unit of ammunition in the chamber.

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

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

'' John Rock and axial rotation ! '' she said with zestfulness. She fired a shot down the stairs. Then a couple more.

'' Got em ! '' she hollered. `` roll in the hay yeah ! ``

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

William Blake, the dude of the clustering, helped me with the downed girl. She was bleeding pretty badly from a injury to her dorsum, her clothing was in shreds. It was concentrated to maneuver her because we were trying not to pertain her book binding. The moderately lady was helping too. Turns out this wounded miss was her girl. We finally got outdoors, and saw more living dead. 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 house. `` What 's that skirt 's name ? The shooter ? We need her out here ! ``

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

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

Erin came outside and let out a `` holy place ass '' as she saw the zed converging on my truck.

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

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. office for her. Tell her which single are closelipped. Kill the confining ones first, then work your way out. Here, hold these two magazines. Do n't throw away the empties. ``

Zed was out in full-of-the-moon force, but we needed to travel. 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 cowling of the Mog and killed a twosome right by the driver 's door of the truck.

Bam Bam ! Another one over here ... Bam ! And here ... Bam ! Bam ! shit missed Bam ! Bam ! Bam ! click ! Oh yeah, only eight round of golf in my .45. Got ta keep easily lead when I 'm shooting.

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

'' Clear ! '' I hollered up to the miss. `` Bring down the trauma missy ! Then everyone else. Erin, you keep lookout man ! ``

Not as gently as we would have liked, we got the injured girl down and into the camper box of the hand truck. The early miss struggled getting down and got inside. Finally, Erin scampered off the top like a pro. She killed a dyad to a greater extent as they neared us.

'' You 've got 'shotgun''', I said, meaning the front man rear end with me.

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead capitulum and bodies as we went. The truck lurched and heaved side to side as we listened to the sickening speech sound. Two or three sidereal day ago, these were mamma and papa, storekeeper, barber, heights school nipper ... today they are just dead meat walking. This Earth 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 ! ( misfire ) clack !

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few more on our way out of townsfolk. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her face glowed. The other three girls in the back seat mostly just whimpered and whiff a little.

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Chapter 3 - The arriver
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We got up to my compound. Locked the gate as I was sure we would birth some followers. Found out that the injury lady friend was Lorraine and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our little medical room. Yes, we actually have a room for this. Like a diminutive doctors office. She was barely witting, but I got her to bury some water and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help notice that, underneath her torn blouse, Lorraine had fantastic breasts. Like female parent, like daughter, I guess.

I told Tina to take the girls in the kitchen, spread out up some nates of chili and commence warming them up. severalise her about the cornbread mix and butter eccentric, and that they should all fuddle a lot of water.

book binding to the spite Lothringen. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the datum guy. My buddy Jacques Louis David was the checkup Man. He took all the Red cross training and CERT classes and studied the books and shit. I hate blood line. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of early citizenry 's parentage, either.

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

I cleaned the injury as topper I could. Got out the phonograph needle and fibrous joint thread, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lorraine had passed out by this fourth dimension. My stitches would have made the Frankenstein's monster creature blush, they were that bad. But they seemed to go for the pelt together. I slathered her with antibiotic ointment and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't serve but comment that no matter how pretty her mother was, this injured girl was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, xviii. Jesus, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

I had Gayle distinguish me some of their tarradiddle, how the fille got here and stuff. I was trying to keep her mind off of what a bad job I was doing.

They were at a funeral home in Denver when one of the idle people got up and started biting common people. They lost some of their multitude. Gayle was trying to be unassailable, helping me, trying to re-assure me that my doctoring was amercement. I finished the end bandage.

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

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

'' If you had n't come along when you did ... ( sniff ) ... and killed those ... things ... ( snuff ) Jesus Christ ... we 'd all be ... we 'd all be idle 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 spillage and just cried for respective minutes.
Tina came in to say dinner party was ready, I told her we 'd be out in a small bit. She nodded, understanding.

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

'' Shhh ... it 's all right sweetie ... I 'm Michael. Michael Larson. ``

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

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

Our lips 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 several seconds ... then I squeezed her a slight tighter and our kiss became a little more passionate. She squeezed me back as our lips pressed harder against each former. I became extremely conscious of her tit pressing into me, and my tool started to constrain. Her respiration increased, along with mine, our back talk opened a bit, and certainly enough, our tongues met at the Sami time. She was grime, smelled a little, and her tomentum was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My prick roared to full moon tending as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her waist. My script slid down to her bird, I could feel the bare skin of her back.

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

We broke the kiss.

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

Gayle looked at my bulging knickers. `` I 'm blue. I should n't have -- ''

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

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

'' No sweetie, it 's just your emotions are running highschool right wing now. It 's o.k. -- ''

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

I needed another minute or two to calm down. I mean, wow, what a candy kiss ! She was so pretty, though. I thought of my story 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 rhythm of applause, then introductions and hugs and hugs and more than hug. But, I did n't really retrieve anyone 's name that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty trade good looking bunch, and maybe a set of baby ? Blake and the girls returned to their bowlful of chili quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really eaten much in 3 24-hour interval. Gayle and I joined in the grub school term and the mood was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to mean. Meaning happy. They were glad to be alive, I was glad to take in some party, good-looking company at that !

I showed the girls where the shower was, got out some of my ex-wife 's dress and mine too, and told them to try and find something that fit. They were mostly just camouflage clothes, my ex took all her street apparel. Also pointed out the 'feminine products'to which I got more applause and hugs. Told them I was going to lock down the out of doors and would be back in a few minutes.

'' I 'll derive with you, '' volunteered Erin, the triggerman chick. `` I 'll watch your backrest. ``

'' Sure, be respectable to have some Sir Thomas More eyes. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her font and manus. In all the confusion and fighting earlier, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking estimable looking. Nice little frame, a footling over five metrical foot improbable and not heavyweight boobs. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the former girls, she seemed improperly dressed for the occasion, but she did get some thrill that seemed to fit.

We went outside and got the gun 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
barrel back down.

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

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my hired hand as she took the Crovel with the three column inch ear 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 `` Krauthead Bette Davis, deal realty. '' His throat was torn up, must have been why he was n't moaning. Being a new zombie, he did n't get that completely rotten look like you see in the movies. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his heart were all red and splotchy, he stank like shit, and his peel was turning that sallow, pale color.

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

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

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

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

'' Um ... yeah ? '' I do n't have it off what she was talking about.

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

'' No son of a bitch ? '' I 've heard about men in wartime, their response. Some cried, some get heroic, some became beast, and some got very horny.

'' No doodly-squat. I want to fuck just about anybody right now. But I 'm on my goddamn period ... ''

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

'' Yeah, um ... I 'm not so dear with the unit stock affair ... Fuck, there 's another one over there. ``

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

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

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

'' handle on, sweetheart. Let 's empty that outset. '' I did n't want to get fritter away with my own gun.
She emptied the mag and the chamber.

She then knelt down on the footing with the rifle between her legs. She pulled it up into her pussy and grabbed her tits through her blouse. She moaned with pleasure as she gripped the rifle with her thighs.

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

'' Saviour Jesus, yes ! Let me suck up that, please ? Let me take in your big voiceless cock. ``

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

Fucken A ! She took probably 6 of my 8 inches into her hot mouth. Then she bobbed quickly up and down my quill, her hired man following her lip and squeezing my cock so crashing 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 shag brute today ... you 're a fucking hard corps killer ... suck that tool, suck it suck it suck it oh nooky I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

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

Fiery snapshot of sperm exploded into her mouth, down her pharynx. She kept her mouth on the tip as her hired hand stroked me, coaxing out more cum and Thomas More cum. She swallowed immediately to stool elbow room for it all, and swallowed some more.

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

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

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

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh fuck ... dirt ... SHIT ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the moving ridge kept cumming.
I spotted a zombie at the fence. I traded hands so my right was now relieve to force my .45.
godsend ! And the Zed 's head exploded.

'' HOLY FUCK ! ! ! ! '' Erin screamed as her climax seemed to increase in fierceness. `` Do it again ! ``

manna from heaven ! I fired at a tree.

'' fuck ! ``

godsend !

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

Boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

Boom Boom boom Boom !

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

I dropped the empty handgun on the ground.

I was hard as a fucking rock again. I had never seen such a carnal display in my life. I furiously stroked my turncock as she watched. In a few instant I shot a modest load rightfulness on her gorgeous lilliputian tits. The sperm was less, but my coming was great. Holy shit.

Erin wiped up my cum from her knocker and licked it off her fingers. All of it. What a roll in the hay trooper.

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

'' Z ? '' 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 leg around me and all my gear.

'' I need you to fuck me, Michael. Seriously. Aunt Flo leaves town in a match days. ``

'' You make sure it 's all clear and I 'll eat your pussy till you beg me to give up. ``

'' That 's not gon na hap ! You 'll be licking kitty-cat for days then. ``

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


- - -

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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my paraphernalia. `` Few more snake god showed up. Right at the fencing. ``
Some of the daughter were all fresh and clean. They looked awesome in mine and my ex 's camo pant and t-shirts. A mates were still dirty, waiting their turn. Blake was all clean too. Guess he did n't hump about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a computer in this trivial billet over here. And I 've got a pill. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's get out of it. Why do n't you do ... five minute duty period until everyone has a shot at it, then withdraw ten minute of arc shifts. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Lorraine. ``

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

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

'' Yeah. Probably due to my crappy sewing. Maybe we 'll put some passing gum on it to help seal up the wounding. ``

One girl shrieked. `` My parents are animated ! In Beantown ! ``

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical room and re-patched her daughter, Lorraine. Found out more of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in Boulder, Colorado. A group of 20 of the sorority young woman had gone down to south Denver for a funeral of one of their friends who 'd been killed in a car accident. The service was at a funeral home and, during the service, one of the former utter bodies came out of the endorse room and started to bite family. This zombie bit five or six hoi polloi before they subdued it. The fille fled in panic. Gayle, the business firm 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 girls died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the girls on the bus.

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

Everywhere they went, it seemed to be getting regretful. They thought they might hole up in some smaller places like Colorado saltation or Littleton, but they were all in the outgrowth of being over-run. They kept heading south.

They ran out of gas a dyad miles from here, and hoof it into townspeople. Not so easy with panic-stricken miss and gamy heels. In townsfolk, nobody 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.

'' Redeemer. I do n't bonk what to say. I 'm gladiola I took my helmet off at that moment. ``

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

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

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

I decided it was time for a little change of pace.

'' Alright ladies. Listen up. We 're having hot chocolate and movie in ten minutes. Get your pj's and get make for bed ! ``

I made the hot chocolates, and put a liberal sum of Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a movie as the girls found pip on the couches with their pillows. Most were in my packer shorts and my olive sober tee shirt. They all asked what picture, but I would n't secern them.

The music started as beautiful shots of great deal passed by on the filmdom. The euphony built up ...

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

Julie Andrews appeared on the top of a hill and started singing `` The hills are alive, with the Sound of Music. ``

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

I came out for the last metre, Gayle and Erin had saved me a daub on the couch in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to condense on the moving picture to retain my erection down.

As the movie played on, we started singing all the Song 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 greyback Johnny Cash, too. exposit your mind a bit.

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

I surveyed my trivial party ... bare legs all over, a few nips poking through here and there, two warm female person leaning against me ... could be worse.

The picture finally ended. Had to wake up a brace girls to get them to their beds. I got hug and kisses from everyone, even Blake. well, not kisses, thank God.

I was going to sleep in my information processing system room. The even elbow room were full and, well, this was hunky-dory with me. I got the air mattress out and it was as comfy as the beds.

I just settled down and was almost deceased when I heard fingernails tapping at my door. Maybe it 's Gayle, or maybe Erin wants to fellate my cock some more ?

I opened the room access to find ... one of the fille. I could n't think of her epithet. It 's Kathy, or Katherine, or Katie Lynn or something. She was in my T-shirt and pugilist. Her mind hung down, her face partially covered by her sullen hair hanging down. She lifted her headway to me ; she had been crying.

'' Something unseasonable ? '' I whispered to her in the near duskiness. The room was just barely lit by a couple of LEDs from the router.

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

I opened my arms and she hugged me, like she was holding on for heartfelt lifetime. She cried quietly against my bureau for respective minutes as I rocked her. I did n't desire to ask what it was, I could pretty a great deal figure it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many protagonist die, probably orphaned now ... still, my hammer got severe because of a naked body pressed into me.

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

I moved my deal down to her rather fatten up ass, her soft form so pliable in my strong hands. She moaned and thrust her tongue in my mouth, searching, exploring. Her hand went down to my cock and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

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

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

I rolled on top of her, my rock unvoiced cock between her freshly shaven legs. With just a small maneuvering, my putz found her pussy. I rubbed myself up and down her slit a duad times, surprised by how wet she was.

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

She entwined her legs around mine and we fucked slowly, but powerfully. I withdrew slowly, and re-plunged slowly but pressed her all the way into the mattress. Each stroke brought new moans and gasp from both of us. We slowly increased speed. Little faster. picayune harder, too. Her silky puss wall felt so nice and tight on my steel knockout shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't want to let go. I grabbed her left tit hard, I did n't desire to let go. But I could finger those intuitive feeling heading my way. And fucking this hot teenager ( or maybe she 's twenty, who the fuck knows I ca n't even call back of her epithet ) with her slip cunt is helping the billet way too much. No sum of money of football game thoughts are going to stop over this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

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

She only clenched harder, wanting me to cum inside her. Yeah, maybe not right now ...
The cums finally got to me, I pulled out ( with some trouble ) and shoot down my consignment from right there. Long run of cum guessing out, I 'm not sure where they went as it was nearly night. I stroked until it was all done. Jesus Christ that was nice.

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

I pressed her back down on the mattress and 69 'd her, but mostly my prick just hung in her face. But I went to town on her pussy. I just ate her hard, and licked her concentrated, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my entirely brass in there. She pumped her clit against my tongue as I jammed about of my hand up her dripping cunt. I pumped her furiously with my flexing finger's breadth and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty cunt juice. I slipped my other deal to her ass and pressed in with my pointer finger. Her juices had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without warning, and without any disturbance, she clamped her thighs together, locking my hands in blank 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 kept my face right in there. I wanted this baby to commend this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the full incandescence of the LED. She dipped a couple fingerbreadth of her decent hand into her bitch, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her hand up to her decent tit and coated it with her own juice. With her left field handwriting, she raised her tit to her mouthpiece and basically made out with her own nipple for a minute or so. She did the like thing again but to her left wing tit.

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

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

I pointed with my heart-to-heart hand to my cock, to demo her what she did to me.

She grinned, then turned and got on all four-spot, her pussy and ass in sheer view of the dim light. She turned her head word back towards me and raised her eyebrow. She does n't talk much, but we seem to sympathise each former pretty well without the chatter.

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

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

I dropped down a small and played with her twat, getting my finger wet so I could lube up her shit. I drew up as much saliva as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a arcminute or so I assumed the side again, only a little gamey this time.

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

The head slid right in.

She stiffened slightly at first, but I worked it back and forth a while and she relaxed again. With some more back and Forth River action at law, I pressed a piddling harder, going deeper into this usually preclude area. I did n't need to bid to hard, though, and hurt her or scare her off.

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

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

With increasing volume, I fucked her ass skilful. It 's different than a pussy, tighter right at the opening but a bit looser once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

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

I fucked her faster, so fast I was like a blur in her tight ass. I grabbed her teat and made a clenched fist with it inside my fingers. My nails dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her twat and raised her body to assemble each quick thrust of my cock.

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

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

The door to my short information processing system elbow room burst heart-to-heart and somebody hit the illumination, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent splendor. What the actual shag ?



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

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

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

'' What 's the matter with her ? '' I asked, trying to break the tension. My fuck sidekick tried to dig a fix in the air mattress. She managed to hide out a short bit in the blanket. Of course of instruction, by this time, a couple other girls had come out to see what the problem was. I started dressing.

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

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

With sudden brand in her representative and a cold hard stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a feverishness of 103.6. She wo n't awaken up. I looked at the wound and it seems infected. Her breathing is shoal and ragged. She needs antibiotics, or something. ``

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

'' Somebody go get Blake. ``

'' I 'm the right way 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 return IVs to multitude ? ``

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

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll bring in a speed run to town. 5 minutes. catch some whoreson from the Doc 's place. Back immediately. 10 bit, tops. We 'll save her. ``

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

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

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

'' Channel 16. Leave it on but do n't shout us unless we call you. Here 's the clit to talk. ``

I scooped up my regular AR and my fancy one from back menage. It 's got a red-dot sight that 's very handy in the dark.

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

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

'' Alright, you get the Crovel. Erin, you 're riding scattergun with my in effect AR. We 're taking the Jeep. ``

We bounced in to town in record metre. The Unimog is an awesome rig, but it 's not very fast, and it 's not real quieten. I had outfitted my Jeep with some skilful Teraflex parting underneath so we could handle the approximate road at stop number with ease.

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

I cut the lights and slowed. The Jeep has a quiet exhaust on it, but it still squeaks and the tire make noise on the paving material, too.

'' You can tug, right Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no worries. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to bet on up to the place. I 'm going to turn on these rise luminousness to beam inside. Blake and I will boom and snaffle. I want you standing outdoors, but right by the Jeep. hold back it running. I need you to keep the expanse crystalise. But do n't dart until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes pappa, '' she said.

What the fuck ? papa ? Whatever ... I do n't throw time to worry about that.

I busted in a Zen of shabu on Doc 's face doorway. The noise made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the unit thing down.

'' oculus incisive, '' I whispered to Blake. `` Keep sweeping the luminosity. '' He had a flashlight, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undid the lock. We entered the office.
sort of messy for a Dr. 's office, I thought. document and shit were on the base, things knocked down. Maybe we were n't the first to ransack the shoes ?

Blake waved towards the book binding, indicating where to go.

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

stupe ... Stupid Stupid STUPID !

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

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a teenaged boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a straightaway chomp. I could n't get my rifle to pay on something inches away from me. I was form of sitting on my pistol, so that was no good. I punched him a duad times to sustain him away. But Zed never gets banal, or hurt, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar tongue is on my chest rig, if I can just reach it ....

Blake screamed.

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

I hit my Zed particularly hard at that moment, his fountainhead seemed to be a piddling 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 zombie. Doc Brown, from the looks of him. His white pelage spattered with stemma, he was coming towards Blake.

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

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

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

I hit my Zed so hard that his neck broke. He stopped grabbing me and I was capable to drive him off me just in fourth dimension to see the Doc bearing down on Blake. I grabbed my rifle and fired off a perfect headshot on the beat Doc.

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

Shit shit shit shite !

Blake handed me the key fruit to the cabinet.

'' I ... got these from Doc. I 'm no-account ... ''

'' No buddy. It 's okeh. You did fine. '' What the shag else was I going to say ?

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

I rummaged through the locker as Blake tried to explain.

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV travelling bag. I dumped out a methamphetamine hydrochloride can and contrive them all in there. Then I grabbed several tube-looking things and as many panpipe as I could. I also threw in some bottles of pills, and picayune bottles of liquids that had drug names 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 Lorraine. '' He was a coward two minutes ago. Now he 's grown granite balls.

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

'' What happened ? '' Erin asked in horror. She could see his blood from the put up landrover lights.

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

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

'' You 're a brave son of a bitch, '' I said, my vocalization cracking.

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

And William Blake turned and walked slowly up the street. In the dim light, some snake god 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 target. I paused for a moment. Exhaled.

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flair from the rachis of the Jeep and lit it. I tossed it a couple feet away. I made her motor away, slowly down Main Street without any spark and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare would draw the zombies towards its light, so they would n't adopt us plate. We turned the street corner, and she punched the catalyst 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 maven. I sat there and bounced around. Somehow I had gotten my seat belt on, I do n't think back doing that.

I should have cleared the elbow room before we passed them. I 've watched enough cop shows and war movies to know that you do n't walk past a fucking room without checking it. Jesus.
Blake 's dead because of me. I got him pop. Then I had to hit him and leave him in the street, like a rabid dog.

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

'' Where 's Blake ? ``

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

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

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

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

Gayle and the others looked at me. I tried to help oneself but my bridge player were too precarious. I almost spilled the amoxicillan nursing bottle. But I could still aid. sorting of.

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my voice sounding weird to me. `` Get the pill over here. Yeah. suction stop on the server icon, right. clink medical examination, ok click the IV folder, click that single file, yeah mixtures. ``

Fortunately, I had my downloaded Indian file pretty well organized. We skimmed and found the directions for the proper amount of antibiotic fluid for the IV bag. Erin put in the right field amount.
Then we searched the picture and found how to insert a line for the IV. Gayle watched it twice.

She looked at me, my hands were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

She got it on the world-class try. We set the drip rate, and hoped for the best.

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

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

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

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

'' Thanks. ``

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

I sat up and swallowed the drink down.

'' I made a misunderstanding. It 's all my faulting. '' Gayle just looked at me. `` I let Blake go ahead of me at the doctor 's function. We went by a way 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 belated ... Then I had to shoot William Blake ... ''

I put my head in my hands and sobbed. That piteous fucking kid, he was only 18 or 19.

Gayle got my glass and poured another duple shot.

'' Look, Michael. William Blake was a sweet kid. But he was n't a attack aircraft. When we all crashed into his business firm, he did n't serve fend off the zombies, he just stood there. It 's not your faulting. ``

'' wellspring, I should n't sustain put anyone who 's that unprepared in that situation. That 's why we 're getting up ahead of time tomorrow. We 're starting introductory breeding. ``

I stood up to go to bed.

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

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her name. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not surely what your program is, but you better learn what you 're doing here. These missy are very ... tender right now. And you 're like some hero sire figure to them. Watch your tone. Good night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a terrible sleep.

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Chapter 5 - BASIC
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Gayle changed out Lorraine 's IV bag in the heart of the dark. The next break of day, her fever was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

'Basic grooming'began with a talking to about this new world, we have to toughen up, yadda yadda yadda, we ca n't birth any more William Blake incidents, etc. We did an hour of callisthenics and cardio.

Then we trained on the artillery. With youtube videos and hands-on training, they became genius at handling, loading, and clearing the AR-15, the 10/22, and Remington 870 shotgun.
It was rather chilling during grooming, we could take heed Zed moaning outside. We had n't locked the logic gate in conclusion night and they were in the border. The girls were paying very good attention.

Finally, it was time for alive fervor training. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the rest of us went up to the roof with one AR and the 10/22 and a gang of magazines for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the death groan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly safe, though. Zed ca n't climb 12 foot vertical walls.

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

'' Tina, you try it. '' The overnice thing about the AR, it shoots a small but powerful smoke. Still, the boot on that is minimal. Women can easily shoot it without losing control of the weapon. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

'' Still low, lay down sure you 're using the front sights, line up both batch. ``

BAM !

'' And he 's down ! prissy one ! pair more now. ``

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few times. Erin grabbed my ass at one compass point, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my room access last night when I pulled my cock out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't look to faze her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to deliver developed a befuddle but still substantial dislike towards me. Sorry lamb, one kiss does n't mean we are exclusive. Although, she is so infernal attractive. And sweet, and strong. Jesus of Nazareth ...

We broke for lunch and got the undecomposed news ever, Lorraine was awake ! Gayle introduced us
formally for the number one sentence. 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 wild but Lorraine, wow. She whispered it was dainty to get together me, and held my hand for a few bit. Gayle ushered me out of there.

The rest of the day was more education, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 dead Zeds on your belongings ? We ended up fashioning these big crotchet out of some rebar we had in a shed. Rebar, that super strong steel they use in concrete structures. We tied two ropes to that so two or four citizenry could cart them across the dry land. There was a small indentation in the ground outside the fence telephone line, we dragged them over there as better we could. This ended up being the intimately strong point training utilization. You used you legs, implements of war, breast, nub, everything.

I need these miss to be strong. I need to count on them. We need to take on back our world.
fool stayed behind with Lorraine so Gayle could take a leak dinner gear up for everyone, which was nice.

I really liked the in use action all day. It form of helped hold on William Blake out of my head. But in the evening, he came back to gravel me. A lot. The girls put on Legally blonde. No, not a porno, 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 spot if death was caused by the chomp only, or if it could be caused by transfer of fluids. Like, say, a Zed drools on you and it gets in your mouth or eye or a cut. Nobody had anything conclusive yet. I said we should put on it 's assignable without a morsel, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George Romero zombi spirit ; not really fast, not ache, drawn to smell, sound and motion, and tidal bore for homo physique to eat. Well at least nobody has seen any tend zombie spirit. Unfortunately, it seemed that any last was now a turn-into-a-zombie effect. Not just from a raciness, but a heart onslaught, too.

Then I looked at our supplying, our land mathematical function, and tried to cogitate of some design. Winter was coming. We could n't works anything now. But there 's muckle we should be doing. The main affair was, we needed to pick out the town. But before that, we needed to get these lady friend in physique and properly outfitted. They were all wearing wearing apparel and shoes that did n't really fit.

One more day of training, then we 'll make a another high-speed dash into Town for some stuff.
I heard the picture ending and the company was breaking up. I went out to say goodnight to everyone and to pee. Six beers, ya bed. Told everyone that we 're boot camping again tomorrow.

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

I had a duet generous shots of Gentleman sea dog, and I tried going to sleep. But nil happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my door again. diddlysquat. My creative thinker was n't in the right place for this. William Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the door out-of-doors, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Johnson Sister. They were n't similitude, being a couple twelvemonth apart, but they had a strong family resemblance. get off reddish hair, funfair skin, cute little freckle ... oh man.

'' Yeah, girlfriend ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

But I 'm also a man.

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

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

The two girls stood aright in front man of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pants, exposing her shaved pubic area. She raised Kristin 's leg kind of yesteryear me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the wall for support. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's eubstance, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her parts. And all the while she 's whispering `` attend at these teat ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so voiced '' and thing like that. I was concerned for Kristin at first, but she seemed to hump it, especially when Lizzie moved around to snog Kristin 's pussy. I went from 80 % punishing to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a twosome of trinity before. And let me tell you, it ai n't like in the erotica. One of the girlfriend is usually shy, and then somebody gets their feelings hurt because they are n't getting decent attending or whatever ... most hoi polloi just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two babe, different story ! Lizzie stopped eating her baby 's pussy and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous mouth was enhanced by the dripping pussy juice from Kristin. Jesus, kissing a hot young girl, who 's got her own sis 's juices on her lips, I was just melting. I was n't aware at the 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 face in Kristin 's young cunt alright. Her juices already flowing from her Sister 's tongue, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my gentle assault.

And this is where it gets form of fuzzy. Lizzie went and sucked on Kristin 's breast some more ... then both of us were sucking Kristin 's titmouse ... then I got rolled on my spine and had Lizzie 's snatch smashing my face and my cock up Kristin 's cunt.

Then ... Well there was rubbing ... and sucking ... and kissing ... and seemingly everywhere I reached there was a decent female division to act with or lactate or fuck. My cock was never not in a oral fissure or a pussycat for very long at all. I remember at one point pulling my rooster out of Lizzie 's twat and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's mouth. Both of the young woman just could n't get enough of each others pussy juices.

A bit later, the little girl were sixty-nining, with my prick going in a hot pussycat, and getting licked on the outstroke. Holy Irish bull ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the sentence on all foursome with Kristin under her ) told me to jack up off into her asshole. I did n't really fuck 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 drip my cum out of her ass ...

... into Kristin 's mouth.

'' Do n't you bury that stuff, bitch ! '' whispered Lizzie.

Kristin held my cum in her mouth as she licked her sister ass, cleaning it all up. Lizzie promptly turned around and kissed her baby firmly and tenderly and roughly, and they fought for the cum back and forth. Some ran down Kristin 's cheek. The two girls entwined their legs and strand their kitty-cat into each former, cumming hard simultaneously in just a couple minutes. I forced my way from behind so I could try and drub both of their cunts. Nice.

We kept fucking, and grinding snatch, 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 transgression. I remember Kristin not being too excited by that, but Lizzie stuck her glossa completely up Kristin 's ass, then slipped in a finger's breadth with some spitting and pussycat succus. Finally she had three fingerbreadth in there and pronounced her ready.

My peter 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 baby. I remember grabbing her titmouse hard ... and I remember her cumming so hard pussy juice was actually dripping from her cunt.

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

Both girls wanted more. I was n't set to compel anymore. But I laid there, sucking soft boob while they masturbated themselves on my wooden leg. I did cum one more time ... but there was hardly any seed cumming out, mostly just debris at this point.

The final exam sexual conquest was Kristin at 9 coming, Lizzie right behind with 8 ( but two were multiples ... how do you matter those ? ) and I trailed at 4 and a likely. So they won and I lost. But I did n't palpate like a loser.

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After our morning P90 workout, we ate Gayle 's pancakes from my dehydrated stash, and I talked about my general plan for taking back our little neighboring town. Since it did n't front like my buddies were coming, I was going to use their nutrient, and gunslinger, and former supplies. With all of us, We had about 3 days of food for thought in storage.

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

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

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

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

'' No. I 'm serious.. I 've been doing a lot of thinking these lowest few daylight. I think this is the
Apocalypse. Armageddon. You know, from The Book of revealing. This is the Tribulation.

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

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

Hey, I 'm a believer in the U. S. Constitution. You want to believe in the Big Sky daddy, go mighty ahead. That 's your right field, it 's part of the number one Amendment. You want to believe in the Flying Spaghetti monstrosity ? mulct. I do n't care. But your freedom and rights end when they impact my exemption and rights.

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

'' soft touch ... you can consider what you want to think. But, you are also a guest in my house. My architectural plan, for all the occupants of this house, is to try and get through this Zombie Apocalypse, and to keep living and kill the bad guy cable. I want to plant crops, I want us to be prophylactic. I want us to endure. I variety of thought those were mutual feelings we all had. I expected everyone in this menage to sour towards that goal. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

I took a sip of coffee and the young woman all started shouting back and Forth. Finally, I tapped my cup again.

'' Let 's see a show of hands.Who wants to try and live through this thing and come out the other slope ? '' Everyone 's deal went up except Patsy's.

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

'' Well, we just ... wait for God to demonstrate us what to do. ``

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

'' I hardly think you 're God 's messenger, '' gull said. Emphasis on the 'you 're'; wax of scorn. `` No, we have to wait for a polarity. ``

'' Do you desire to wait in this house ? My mansion ? ``

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

More bellow. Gayle glared at me. Lorraine, or Lorrie as I was now calling her, looked at me a little harm, like she was being left out of something. Jesus, it did n't sense honest to disappoint her. What the piece of ass ?

I ate the rest of my breakfast. The girls were all agitated with Patsy and they argued with each former. I looked at mark. Pretty girl, dyed blonde hair, nice business firm consistency, obviously somewhat bright as she 's in college. But she 's either a religious whacko or she 's gone brainsick. Maybe both. Oh well, not my problem anymore.

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

And I was, in about 15 minute. The little girl had finished cleaning up and were milling about with their coffee berry, kind of wondering what I was up to.

I came back with a nice packsack, filled up.

'' sucker. get-go of all, I 'm sorry to let infringed on your notion. That was wrong of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

'' And I 'm good-for-nothing for the fornicating. '' That brought some snickers and downright laughter.

'' But you 've made it apparent you do n't require to continue here. So I put together a footling kit here, '' I indicated the backpack. `` There 's water for three days, nutrient, a jacket crown, mitt, equal, oh and a Bible, of course. Let 's see, no weapon, of course of study. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

'' What ... what do you have in mind ? '' 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 creditworthy for these girls.

'' chump, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't feature someone here who I ca n't trust not to go out a door open on purpose. '' I held up the face pack for her.

'' Gayle ? '' Patsy pleaded.

Gayle looked at her invertebrate foot. `` You know, mark, I think Michael 's right. If you feel this way, you endanger all of us. I 've almost lost my own daughter due to an accident with these ... thing that certainly are n't Angels. I 'm not going to risk that you want these affair to hold up ! ``

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

'' You unspoiled not go to township, Pats, `` I said. `` We 'll be killing a lot of Angel there and I do n't want you to be upset by that. ``

'' The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want ... '' mark began. She kept praying as she shouldered the pack. I helped her adjust the strap. `` Yea, though I walk through the vale of the shadow of last, I will revere no evil. ``

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

'' Surely goodness and mercy will watch over me, all the 24-hour interval of my lifespan. ``

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

I went to my room and returned with the .308 rifle. It 's got a 16 great power scope on it, and I 'm pretty good with it. I can hit a 1-foot steel dental 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. mark did n't wince, just keep back 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 closelipped one at about 150 yards.

BOOM !

'' Good Shepherd ! '' Erin jumped. `` That thing barque, does n't it ! ``

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

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

BOOM ! got him.

roar ! got her.

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

I hollered out into the valley, `` COME book binding ! ! ! ``

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

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

That one-fifth Zach was now walking in a straight credit line away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... hold ... godsend !

Got him ! But my excitement was scant lived as we saw several more Zach 's seed from the town field and headed to where Patsy would be. They were out of range, though.

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

'' She made her determination. I think microphone was bluffing, right Mike ? '' 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 risk to us. ``

We spent the rest of the day preparing our weapons, teaching the young woman how to care for and scavenge them, ran through more drill to clear jamming etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the group 's stash of standardized weapons. My sidekick wo n't mind, since they are gone ...

The mode was, okay. People were disappointed with Patsy, 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 waffle to fritter her zombie spirit body, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the girls about my design for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` Master 's Hardware and Dry Goods '' store. The girl need underwear, shoes that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these female child have existent big tits. And I need them to be able to run. Big bouncing boob are fun to observe in slow motion when they run, but in a Zed state of affairs it ai n't cool to receive things going in all directions. Got ta strap those puppies down.

'' I 'm going to involve two volunteers for tomorrow 's excursion, '' I stated. All bridge player went up. `` Now entertain on a second. I need hoi polloi who are right shots, can incite quick, and do n't mind getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two more ... Lorrie, sorry truelove, you need Thomas 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 head in unison. Got ta love sisters.

So instead of a moving picture that night, we all cleaned the artillery and checked our packs. We loaded the Jeep with some trade trade good, like congius jugful of water and canned foods in case we found some subsister. Also some dry foods like instant potatoes and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

'' I 'm serious. We need to be up bright and former and ready to go. ``

I was left unmolested that night, which was upright. I got some pretty good sleep.

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Chapter 7 - papa 's Little girlfriend
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We dressed for battle as best we could. The motorcycle helmets fit the Sister, 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-taking was a bit tearful.

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with tears in her eyes. I held her shoulders, afraid to tinge her rear. Her breast pressed into me. Jesus.

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

We got in the landrover and headed towards town.

As we headed down Main Street, we could see the bushed izzard from the other day. Nobody is cleaning up the town. We stopped in straw man of `` Master 's '' memory board. Peeking in the Windows, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the glass lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, movement. Hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the entrepot. I did n't desire to just shoot and bust up the crank, I wanted to keep some integrity to the store. Talking to the miss, we drove the Jeep around the slope of the store. I took a set of samara, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the jeep and went up the fire leak to the second story. I climbed in the windowpane and cleared the orbit. The other gal came in. Okay.

'' I 'm going downstairs, '' I whispered. `` I 'm going to take him out with the Crovel. '' That 's my mini shovel with a razor sharp-worded edge.

I took two whole step downstairs, and was met by a vernal man with a scattergun 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 head. Then a door opened up behind us. mental confusion reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't have it off who to point it at. My girl were yelling, so were the male child ; this was very tense and could go bad in a hurry. But I could see these were unseasoned small fry. I did n't think they were unsafe, just being protective.

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

The one on the stairs 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 steady guy. Erin, lady friend. Lower your rifles. See guys ? We 're cool. Everybody 's cool ... tilt your rifles on the wall. Nice and easy. Yeah that 's it. Okay, now take off your helmets. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' And I 'm Wyatt ! '' said the early one, making indisputable he got inclose also.

'' Morgan and Wyat ? '' I sort of smirked. `` Where 's Virgil ? '' I joked. You know, the Earp comrade. 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 dingy about your chum. I 'm Michael. And really, we just want to trade for some stuff. Who 's Edgar Lee Masters ? Is he the owner ? ``

'' That 's our dad. Bat Masters. We 're his boy. He was killed at the church service on that first night ... ''

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

'' Well hombre, I 'm very sorry for your release. But we need some things for the girls. You fellas need water ? nutrient ? ``

'' We need water bad, '' said Morgan. `` We 're all out, and drinking out of the gutter tank -- OWW ! ``

James Wyatt slugged him on the shoulder. He did n't want to appear bad in nominal head of the girls.

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

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

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

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

The atmosphere lightened up then. The two sisters went shopping with the boy helping. For a crappy belittled town, they had pretty ripe stuff. I guess there 's a pretty notable trailhead up in the woods, so they get quite a few tramper coming through here needing go instant gear.

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

'' Can we get to the clock tower from here ? '' I asked. It was just a little cupola variety of a affair, sitting on the ceiling of the s trading floor. We climbed the stairs from the roof. A couple beef and the clock fell out of the front man. Nice view from here, we could see nearly of the town, now.

I looked at Erin. Her face pleaded with me.

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

She grinned and sighted in the initiative one with her AR. This was my dependable one, with an ACOG telescope on it and a Zellig Sabbatai Harris bipod.

roar !

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

BOOM !

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

BOOM !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

I pointed out a few down the former position of the street. Erin gleefully adjusted her position and took them down. One snapshot each. She 's a regular marksman, a natural.

She also had this commove feeling on her font, kind of like the other day. She anxiously scanned for more. Fortunately, for her, former zed were drawn to the noise and came out to see what all the randomness was about.

bunce !

But this meter, instead of 'yeah baby'or something, she just sort of moaned a piffling, like `` Mmmmm-hmmmmm. ``

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

'' You 're an amazing stab, sweetheart ! '' And I rested my script on her cut down little ass.

She giggled and pressed into my mitt. `` Harder ... yes dad ... squeeze me .... wait ... plosive ... '' she sighted in another target.

BOOM !

'' Redeemer ! '' she cried out as I resumed massaging her ass. She spread her legs to a greater extent, inviting my hand to travel down the crack to in between her second joint. I stopped, but did n't let go, when I heard her do the big exhale. That meant she had one in her view. After the report card of the gun, I continued.

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

Erin exhaled, I paused, and roaring !

I slipped my middle finger's breadth inside her pussy, it slid in with no friction at all.

'' Mmmmm Goddd yess ... .. '' Exhale, pause, stop moving ... gold rush !

And I jammed three more finger's breadth up her oozing cunt.

'' Christ I 'm close Daddy ... so close ... '' gravy !

I pulled my manus out of her fanny, and reached around to the battlefront so I could twinge and knead her clit.

'' Redeemer ... I ca n't aim, '' she panted.

'' Aim high, '' I said, frigging her with my hand. `` To the right hand of the H2O tower. Just shoot when you need to. ``

I squeezed her clit in between my quarter round and fingers, her footling swollen sidekick sent shivers throughout her body.

BOOM !

'' Fuck ! ! ! ``

gravy !

'' YESS ! ! ! ! ! '' and she came with sharp contractions. Her juice literally flowed over my fingers. I jammed my finger's breadth into her lip, she licked and sucked down her juices and moaned at me. I pulled my manus out.

'' ass me, dad, '' she pleaded.

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my Daddy, '' she said softly. `` shag me dad. '' Then through gritted teeth : `` Fuck me hard Daddy ! Let me drink down these fuckers and fuck me, dada. ``

Jesus the Nazarene, I do n't even sustain a daughter, but hearing her talk of the town like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a rushing. I lined up right behind her and jostle my cock up her crocked cunt.

Erin let out a prospicient 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 twat juice.

She took aim some more. I paused.

gravy ! She shot this charwoman Zena in the head.

I slapped Erin 's ass concentrated and long-stroked her until she lined up the side by side one 10-15 seconds later.

boom !

I fucked her hot puss while she continued targeting. She lined up a pellet, but I could n't help myself, my cock twitched inside her horny cunt.

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

'' You made me fucking drop ! '' she hollered at me with mock anger. And maybe a slight real anger mixed in. She liked the piece of ass, but she liked the shooting, too.

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

'' Stop it ! '' she giggled.

Panting, I said, `` You 've got to study to ... hit your targets when ( gasp ) you 're under a lot of ( unh ) force per unit area. ``

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

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

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

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

'' pa 's piddling fucking whore ? Huh baby ? ``

'' Yes dada oh my roll in the hay GOD ! ``

'' You like dada 's cock ? ``

'' Yeah Daddy keep fucking me ! ``

'' I 'm gon na cum in your fiddling twat, infant. You want daddy 's cum do n't you baby ? ``

'' Oh FUCK YES pappa ! 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 bridge around my cock as she came also. Hot sperm met hot puss juice to produce white lava inside her cunt.

'' the Nazarene Erin ! '' I cried out. `` Fuckkkkk ! '' And I pumped and squeezed the last routine of sperm cell out of my throbbing dick.

'' Oh pa '' Erin whispered, I could barely hear her in the dismount daybreak breeze. `` dad ... dad ... ''

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

'' clean me up, baby, '' I said to her. `` I want to film 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 Sir Thomas More metre. She was right, it is strong to aim when someone is goofing with your sex parts.

'' Lookit this dad. '' she said. I looked down to see her squatting, her hand beneath her puss, catching the dripping cum. She put her other mitt 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 skillful, Daddy. '' She got a couple more handful of cum as I shot more Zachs and Zenas. Fuckers just kept coming. How many were there in this townsfolk ?

Erin stood up and tugged me a piffling bit on the articulatio humeri. I set down the gun and kissed her passionately, tasting my cum on her lips and tongue. She held me so tight for such a niggling thing.
Reluctantly, we dressed. We ended up going through four magazine publisher. 120 turn. With misses and on-purpose shots fired during sex, we figured we hit close to 100 zombies.

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

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

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The tall one ? lunkhead ! ``

Yeah she 's the marvellous one. At least six ft. But nicely proportioned. Very nicely proportioned.
Gayle keyed the mic again. `` How are you Guy ? We hear a lot of shots. Oh, and Lothringen says to tell you 'negative Ghostrider, the pattern is full'. What the hell are you rib talking about ? ``

I chuckled out loud while Erin just looked at me like I was stupid. `` All trade good here. Little Tiger is quite the marksman. The Sister are negotiating for goods as we speak. volition check back in 15. Tell Lorrie 'it 's clip to bombinate the towboat'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

Erin and I gathered up our magazines and the empty brass casings for future re-loading. We headed back down the stairs.

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As Erin and I neared the rear end level, we heard some scuffling and what sounded similar one or both of the girls screaming. We bolted down the last couple steps, my Crovel held ready to swing and Erin 's AR ready to terminate. What we saw was rather surprising.

Across the stock, about 30 feet, was a glass case about 15 base long that held knives, binoculars, and early high dollar items. It was also the checkout area with registry and reference notice machine.

Leaning against the case were our two babe, naked as blue jay. Their weaponry outstretched, they were holding onto the opposite side of the eccentric. They were holding on because the two sidekick were fucking them from behind for all they were Worth. They were facing us, but nobody saw us as they were in various throes of passion.

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

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

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

'' NO it 's okey ! '' `` Stop Daddy ! '' `` We asked them to ! '' and stuff like that.

The boy froze, and started to withdraw.

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

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

'' Okay ... I 'm going to the landrover. precipitation it up, male child. arrive on Erin. ``

We started outside. I could see Liz saying to Wyat `` Get back here and fuck me ! He 's ticket ! ``

I found an area out back of the storehouse that seemed to take passably soft ground. I said to Erin, `` Cover me. I 've got to dig a grave accent for Virgil. And call the ranch. It 'll be another 60 minutes or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

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

Erin looked away. `` No. it was n't like that. My Fatherhood left when I was 11. He never paid a great deal aid 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 zombie spirit did n't come I 'd end up a stripteaser somewhere. ``

We both laughed.

'' Does it inconvenience you ? '' she asked `` I can stop it. ``

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

'' Disappointed ? How ? You 're amazing ! We 'd all be dead without you ! You 're everything ... everything I want in a father. And, the fucking is decent. Very nice. Oh asshole break me the Crovel ! Now ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Sorry, pappa. ``

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

I dragged Virgil Masters over to his trap. It was n't 6 feet bass. 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 house member. But ... `` I did n't know how to say this. `` But I 'm just a man. And there 's so many of you girls. And I care for all of them. And I may not be able to ... be ... exclus -- '' I started to say Exclusive.

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... pa ... I do n't require you to be my boyfriend, or husband. I do want to hold back fucking you. And I love you, I do. But as far as long-term goes, well you 're probably more suited to Gayle. Maybe I 'll recover person to settle down with. Like the Dizzy sisters have. ``

I finished covering up Virgil. `` cum here, baby lady friend. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a little bit. `` I 'll be your 'Daddy'. I 'll be papa 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 male child were dressed, but looked a little sheepish. The Johnson sis were beaming, their faces a footling flushed. Must 've been a pretty honorable metre on the knife case, 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 needs -- ''

Erin laughed out loud and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

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

It was kind of a flavourless rim cowboy-type hat. Like Clint Eastwood wore in High-Plains vagrant and a few others.

'' I like it ! I love it ! What 's our Mary Leontyne Price ? Ok shoes we 've got ... yep ... hey ... Are we short a dyad distich ? Who 's not getting shoe. ``

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

sanctum shit ! So that was the Leontyne Price ? fountainhead I do n't know if it 's okay or not. I had to think fast.

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

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

things move quickly in the New World.

'' well, not so fast. This place is very vulnerable. Glass windows all over, the back threshold lock could n't stop a seven-year-old ... '' Shit. 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 arrive back and fix this plaza up. ``

That seemed to sit okay with people. We were packing the jeep with the vesture, when Morgan noticed the cumulus of wise dirt. He stopped and stared at it, tears welling up in his eyes.

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

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

We called up to the sign of the zodiac, told them `` Plus Two '' for dinner.


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

But the Dr. Johnson sisters made it very light up ; these boy were off-limits. And they seemed smitten with the sisters, so that was good. Then the lady friend discovered their new clothes, and the shrieking was nearly unbearable. Shoes that fit ! bloomers that fit ! Underwear !

Erin and I immediately set to re-loading the cartridge clip and cleaning the weapons. Always be ready for the succeeding fighting, you do n't have a go at it when that will be. She was n't too concerned about the new underwear.

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

'' Little fornicatress ! '' I replied as I finished off another 30-round magazine. `` Your catamenia just ended, you 've got a few to a greater extent twenty-four hour period until you ovulate. mentation you might like that. ``

'' I did, Daddy-man. And whatever happens here, you can know whoever you want, I do n't wish. But you can always fuck me. okeh pappa ? ``

'' Okay, Little Tiger. '' We hugged and kissed.

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

'' Ha, yeah. wellspring I 'm not trusted I 'm too high on her list right now. She 's not so proud of with some of
the uh, whaddya address it, 'fornication'going on around here. ``

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

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

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

'' So yeah, just push the patches through, without dinging the side of the barrel -- ''

'' 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 residuum and sludge. Got ta continue them clean so they will always work for us. ``

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

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

Lorrie scooted in closer, obviously to get all the entropy she could. Never brain that her tit pressed into my arm. Her breast that was barely contained in the cotton plant T-shirt. The breast that was unfettered because a bra would trouble the stitches on her back.

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

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

'' fountainhead I want to deplume my free weight around here. Can you teach me ? ``

'' Well, Lorrie ... sweetie ... we 've got to get you all healed up first. Killing Zachary can be well-off, with a gun, but it can also get tangible tough real fasting. 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 pull up stakes neck opening and went all the way down to her pantline on the right side of meat. I sewed her up, but her mom had been seeing to her ever since.

'' It 's good ! seem ! ``

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

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

Fucking great is how you 're doing.

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

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

So I looked at the stitches. She took the patch off yesterday to let it breathe. I never stitched anything before. The job itself looked dreadful, but the cutis 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.

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

I held her gently on her lower pelvic girdle. Her naked hips. Jesus Christ her skin is so voiced and warm ...

'' Um, Lorrie ... '' She looked up at me and pulled away slightly. I tried to look into her center. Really,
I did. But all I could see was about 3 land mile 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 surd. She kept smiling at me.

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

'' I do n't intend you 're a kid ... '' With a body like that ? She 's all woman, all the sentence. `` But, you need to submit it easygoing with that back. I do n't require any stitches to come out. '' I could n't consider of anything else to say. I mean, people are likely to come back at any present moment. Yes, I fucked some of the early girls, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' limb up. ``

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

I took her T-shirt and fiddled with it until I got it lined up, Then I slid it over her weapon system, foreland, then over her titmouse until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' No, she does. Honest. I 'll be masturbating tonight. thought process of that big dick everyone says you have. Get ready for Payton, it 's her bend tonight. ``

And she left to rejoin the others. I stood there like, What the roll in the hay ? They are taking turning ? With me ? Well that 's just ... well it 's not the regretful thing that could go on, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

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

'' I 'm a little come to. We have to strengthen their building sphere, it 's not very unafraid right now. And we need to coach those boys up. They need to get a lilliputian, 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 start taking back the town anyway. Would be good to stimulate a forrard base there. We 've got radios. We could snarf them up with a set of solar panels. It could work. ``

We had a nice dinner of bitch stroganoff, from my supplying of dehydrated food. Canned knockout for dessert. Also had lots of vodka and fruit juice.

Erin found the pad of paper, touched the screen a few times, and the side by side thing you know, Rihanna is blasting from the speaker system. It 's a party !

The male child shoved the table to one slope, and we had a dance floor. Rihanna 's beats were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a dancer or anything, but I do have cycle. So I was able to pretend I had some moves. It did n't matter much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the refrain :
'' 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 smell of it !
marijuana cigarette and stones may break my finger cymbals
But chains and whips excite me ! ``

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

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

With all the `` Ooh sister, child '' rhyme, it was getting demented. Erin jumped up on the table and took off her jersey and shook her glad little boobs for everyone to see ! The boy were dancing with their girls, but it was kind of a free-for-all. We were n't really partnered up, just mashing all togther. And there was scads of bumping and grinding, and 'getting all up'on me, the boys, and the girl on each other in some serious dirty dancing.

We started throwing our boozing around, and it was becoming a wet jersey dark. Payton took off her shirt next, and danced around in her new bra. I could read the tag. 36C. squeamish ! And she filled it all up.

Lorrie got bumped accidentally, and I roared at everyone to stop while we checked her out. I was about to hold `` political party On ! '' when we heard the shitty sound of a zombie spirit groan, coming from international. Those fuckers.

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

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

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

3 zee were at the bulwark of the theatre. soul had n't locked the gate.

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

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

We had to re-arrange things a minuscule to suit the boys for the dark. It was looking like Payton did n't give birth anywhere to appease. Imagine that.

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the bathrooms and bedrooms. I was the survive to use a restroom. Got myself a rain shower, finally. Got to remember to check the body of water levels tomorrow in the storage cisterns, I reminded myself.

When I opened the door to my petty computer elbow room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was double-dyed naked, sitting on the air mattress with her binding up against the pillows and the rampart. Her right script was lazily playing with her shave pussy while her left hired man toyed with a nipple.

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

'' Hey yourself. No, do n't stop ! hold doing what you 're doing. ``

I got disrobe, mentally thanking myself for storing up so many razors. When I pulled my trunks off, my 8 inch stopcock sprang out to it 's usual 45 stage angle.

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

'' Keep going, '' I said. Watching a woman masturbate is one of my big pleasures in life sentence. 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 hold back doing it. I want to see you cum. ``

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

I settled into the office professorship. `` Just blab out a footling. Tell me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? point me. ``

She spread her purulent lips for me. `` Here. ``

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to lick me hard ... and put your tongue on my clit ... and sting it a small ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her finger slipped inside her pussy as she talked.

'' And I want your tool. I want you to ... um ... sleep together me. '' She slipped in two fingerbreadth. `` I want you to bang me good. Fuck me intemperate. piece of ass me a lot. Fuck me harder. And harder. '' Three of her fingers fucked her cunt now.

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

'' And I want to wet-nurse your cock and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her fingers out of her cunt and daintily put one in her backtalk. Her brim enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it sportsmanlike of her succus. She did that to the former two.

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

'' Yes baby, tell me more. ``

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

'' I want you to eff me ... please you have to bonk me ... please ... ''

I got down on my knees 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 slut ! '' she cried. But she was excited.

'' I fucked her from rear end. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck jazz ass ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her cunt ! ``

'' Oh my roll in the hay God cum in mine ! Yes ? Please ? ``

Payton lifted her leg up and held it with her left hired man, 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 not bad. She was n't the prettiest of the gang by a long nip. But who the fuck concern. She was awesome.

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

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

'' Redeemer that was true ? ``

'' Yes. I 'll halt your leg up, put a fingerbreadth in your own ass. ``

Without hesitancy she reached around and put a finger in her own butthole, with her former hired man rubbing her clit hard.

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

She writhed in pleasure as she convulsed from her orgasm. When she was spent, I grabbed her wooden leg and dragged her down fully on to the mattress so I could fuck her estimable. And I did. I shoved my cock all the way up her drip cunt so honorable she did n't experience 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 cool to bang someone almost as big as me. But her strong branch were like jelly as I pounded her pussycat into submission.

I pulled my cock out and threatened her ass with it, pressing into her rosebud a footling. But she flinched really hard, she was n't quick for that. I dropped it back into her snatch and fucked the daylights out of her. I fucked her for ten mo like that, she moaned and screamed into her pillow.

At one stage, the door opened and Erin stuck her head in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'signboard with my finger to my oral cavity. She nodded and sat on the level. Pulling her piddling exertion pants aside, she rubbed her snatch as she watched me sleep together Payton.

She, Payton, had no thought anybody else was in there as she was in the throes of disco biscuit. I rolled Payton on her back again so I could see her nerve when I fucked her. She held on to me soused, never opening her middle. I squeezed her tits as I lay on her, the nipples hard as fucking rocks. Then I reached around and grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her tightly and going deeper into her cunt. I easily slipped a finger's breadth up her ass. She responded by kissing me hard.

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

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

She opened her eyes for the first clip in about 10 moment as she watched me steady down in between her toothsome jugful. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left. Payton kind of laughed but did n't look to mind.

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

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

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

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

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

I love tit-fucking. The young woman is mashing her own tits for me, my cock is enveloped by flaccid and immobile 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 broad personnel tonight. As I stroked her tits, she licked my turncock each sentence it came to the top.

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

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

Payton just lay there in sexual fulfillment, enjoying her born richly. She swallowed the cum in her mouth, but the rest of it was streaming down her face.

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

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

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

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

'' Jesus Christ, Daddy, '' said Erin. `` I really like this ! I 've never touched a char before this. ``

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

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

Payton roused out of her stupor to find Erin.

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

I was taking mental line. Erin had a way ... between her kissing and fondling 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 boob. I slopped up some pussy juice onto an open mamilla, Erin saw that and just dive on it.

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

- - -

The adjacent morning we had powdered testicle, freeze-dried ham, and flannel-cake. All courtesy of Momma Gayle, with some assist from Lorrie, of course of action. 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 blow plow to the Unimog. Too many utter dead body in the street, you know. We scored net ton of plywood at the computer hardware store to barricade the schoolmaster 's store. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the east end of Main street. It already had some follower. The coolheaded thing about the Mog is its height. No issue what the Zeds do, they ca n't interrupt in. They ca n't break the shabu. They ca n't climb 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 long range and stopping power. Also had an AR, and the repress 22. The idea was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would bring more Zachs, and they would restrain shooting. Lorrie would get some real on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Morgan, and Wyatt went down to a English street at the unit former end of the small town. We pulled up to the endure menage. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the son had pitchforks. We also had handgun, all of us. The idea, though, was to go silence and check the houses.

The first one was a piece of cake. Tapped on the door, all tranquility. The sign of the zodiac was unlocked, nobody inside. We checked for medicament and solid food, found a pretty near stash of cans. Some good food in the electric refrigerator, too, but it was all rotten. No medicines. No weapons. Some old gentlewoman wearing apparel, that 's about it. We stacked the buttocks on the porch for later pickup.

minute household, we could see Zach standing inside, trying to get out through the doorway. Erin, and Lorrie, were shooting pretty regularly at the end of town. We saw a span zachs here and there amble along in their direction.

I wanted the boys to get some training, so we had Gayle point of view behind the door, and she yanked it clear. Thomas Hunt Morgan went first and jabbed the fucker right in the eye. He dropped. Lewis Henry Morgan let out a whoop and went to high-five his chum when I clamped him hard on the shoulder.
'' Shut the shag up ! '' I whisper-hollered at him. He was sorry, would n't do it again.

Found a footling food, a .38 six-gun with 9 shells, some 42-year old Playboys, and some dirty clothes. But we took everything we could find. taper, atomic number 13 foil, baggies, toilet newspaper publisher, matches, dog food.

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

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

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

'' It 's us ! Morgan and Wyat Masters. From the store ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' It 's fille. Thompson. Never had a great deal need for no man. Although, I do kind of like your fashion, Slim. '' She let that hang. I was n't sure what to say. Was n't expecting to be hit on today, to the lowest degree not by an old lady. She was n't bad looking, for 65.

'' Hmph ... well ... Miss Thompson, we 'll be around a lot. If you see us, flag us down if you need something, O.K. ? ``

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

We went through 30 more houses, but no other keep folks. Lots of abruptly bodies, though ; human being and automaton. Did receive a decent 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in various gauge with a few boxes of plate for each.

Suddenly, the radiocommunication crackled to life.

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

We piled into the landrover and shot back towards primary street. We got some more info from Erin ; they had moved the motortruck to try and get a better position to film from.

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

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

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

'' She 's up on the back story. hurry ! ``

We broke into the lower floor of the real estate place. I killed two zed with my Crovel. I could hear more of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stair, I hollered `` appear out below '' and threw a couple more zeds down the stair. Gunshots followed as Erin or mortal killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The z were now converging on us. We each fired our pistols until they were hollow. The floor was slippery from all the sanies and Albert Gore Jr., but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed heads. I worked my way into what seemed a bedchamber, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a rampart, holding back two snake god with just her rifle barrel. cry and screaming, she was going to lose the battle in the next few seconds as the combined weight of the two big man zombies was probably 400 pounds.

I hacked at a nearby zombie, then leapt on to the bed. I hacked with all my might on the zed closest to Lorrie, burying my Crovel so hard 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 indorse zed. I pulled Lorrie out from under both of them as they began falling. Clutching me for love liveliness, Lorrie sobbed into my neck.

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

'' Come on ! variant a perimeter ! What have I been talking to you about for the finale 4 days ? And individual go get my Crovel ! ``

We finally formed a walking convoy and made our way down to sea captain 's ironware. Sir Thomas Wyat drove the jeep, running down izzard while I carried Lorrie. Erin and Gayle covered us as Henry Morgan followed in the Unimog. We finally got inside the store.

We laid Lorrie on the rejoinder, checking for bit, but she was top. Her mom held her, they rocked together slowly in an old rocking hot seat by the front man door.

I sat down and held my head in my deal. Jesus I almost fucked up again ! We need More education before we can do this kind of affair !

Erin came over to me. `` Michael ... dad ... I 'm lamentable. I should n't let -- ''

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

Ashamed, Erin went up to the staircase. Probably to the clock towboat so she could pip more than 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 practically I cared for these people. I looked at Gayle and Lorrie. Gayle was whispering softly to Lorrie, who seemed really pocket-sized right now. They should n't be fighting snake god. 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 Sisters. And Payton, and Kaitlyn, and Tina. And the male child, too. I ca n't let anything happen to these people.

Zombies moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

I took everybody back to the cabin a piffling after that. We ate an former supper of chicken Indian 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 vibration and did n't reach a lot of noise.

I talked with the local male child after dinner party. I wanted to obtain out what commercial enterprises were in town or nearby. Gas Stations, storehouse, welding store, sporting good stores, locomotive stamping ground shop class, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her elbow room. I told her no, sit down with me and listen. I apologized to her. She cried. We made up. Then we talked strategy.

After a couplet hours, we did more than P90 training, except for Lorrie. Well, she did a modified version. She is n't all that pliant yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any happiness right then.

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Chapter 9 - The Recovery
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The following three days raced by. I took a team of Wyatt, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two other nearby townspeople, just a little larger than ours. They were as bad or high-risk than our small township. There 's a tumid Ithiel Town to the north of us, but I imagine they are inundated with ezed.

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a tough face sieve and you could babble out with them. They were much lighter than motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still wear goggles with them. We found all sort of pads and protective equipment for the legs and arms, also. The target was to make believe ourselves hard to bite.

back at the cattle ranch, we all put on our gear for real hold out grooming. First, everyone got used to hitting me on the head with broomsticks. Did n't even reach me through my helmet, but everyone got mountain of licks in.

At the Lawnmower mending shop, we got lots of lawnmower vane. We trimmed up one end to fit the gals little hands, then wrapped it in paracord to make a nice handle. We sharpened the early end to a razor-like finish. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some yard rakes, the tough kind, not grass rake. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the in-between I facing forward. I thought this would come in handy.

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

Many had come up our way over the last 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 couple them up with a like-sized someone, if it was your go you got what you got.

Being generally inadequate, except for Payton, the miss were having a tough time with a one-shot putting to death ; Zed 's weapon were too long. The girlfriend learned to chop off an arm or two first, then go for the killing. Or kick them in the stifle so Zed fell down. Then it was an easy killing shot.

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

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

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

- - -

story from the outside world were disheartening. Entire metropolis like New York had fallen into complete shuffling. The internet was pretty determine. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Silicon valley Guy always had great security.

The HAM tuner story were awful. Mostly just lonely calls from people in problem. We could n't go assist them, cipher was around us. After a patch we quit turning it on.

- - -

Next morning, after our P90 workout, Gayle and Lorrie went to make breakfast while I studied the web. Then, missy and guy rope all sat me down at the table.

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

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

And they brought out all form of goodness stuff and nonsense. Including Hostess Donettes ! And Hostess Cherry PIE !

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

Erin laughed. `` recollect the Circle K store ? I swiped some dainty for you then. '' She hugged me strong and I hugged her back. She cried a small, then everyone else gave me a little submit. They were mostly from the hardware fund in townsfolk, but it was awesome. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting air sock, a canteen, some other betting odds and ends. Some Drakkar Noir from Gayle and Lorrie.

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

'' From the Baskins mansion. 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 health. Although I may not wear the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a good nose, did n't want to dedicate him any additional hints.

'' As for you guys ... fountainhead I 'm so proud of you. You could take in fallen apart, but you did n't. This quite a little is ... well it just sucks. But we 're gon na take a leak it better ! Right ? ``

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

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

- - -

As we entered the house, I was told to shower first since it was `` pa appreciation day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my shower on. Would be nice to get fresh first, for once.
I was just getting some black stock off my subdivision when the door opened. I was pleased ! We were so concentrate lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a piece. As long as it was n't one of the guy wire, I would be happy with whoever it was.

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

'' Scrub your back, mister ? '' she asked sweetly.

'' Absolutely ! '' Holy red cent, it 's Gayle !

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

'' Ok, '' I said, turning towards the shower bath capitulum. `` To severalize you the true statement, I was n't expecting you ... where 's everyone else ? ``

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

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

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

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

She washed my arms as they hung by my side.

'' limb up, '' she said. And washed my pits.

Then she reached around and washed my chest, first with the scrubby and then with her bare manpower. She spent a lot of time on my nipples. Why do men have tit ? I do n't be intimate, but I was beaming I did. That felt wonderful.

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

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

I was foiled as her hired hand traveled back around to my dispirited cover. But then, I was proud of as she rubbed my ass cheeks.

'' Oh that sense gracious .... yessss ... ''

She reached between my cheeks with the scrabbly thing, washing my asshole and taint. I hung my brain down, letting the hot water cascade down my back.

'' Wow Daddy, '' she said. `` You 're all difficult even back here ! ``

And with that, she dropped the scrubby and massaged my butthole. She leaned into me again with her tits and consistence. She reached around with her former deal and gently traced her fingers along my impossibly firmly shot. But that finger on my ass ... it went inside ...

'' You like this, dada ? ``

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

'' No lover. Just one. Up to the first metacarpophalangeal joint. So about one in or less ... '' Well it felt like greyback The Wad himself was back there. Saviour. I 'll be a piffling more careful with little girl in the future when fucking their asses.

Gayle gave my cock a goodness squeeze then suddenly let go. She slid down on her knees, and began to snog my ass cheeks. She pulled them apart, then stuck her tongue in the racy of places. I could n't trust it.

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

Her glossa slid up my ass, she wriggled it around and rimmed me some more. Can my putz get any harder ? It was already 110 % but now it felt even harder. I was having difficulty breathing. She continued tonguing me for another match proceedings. If she had touched my tool I would 've cum properly then.

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

She turned and leaned against the tiles, like she was getting arrested. Her massive tits 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 course ! Just admiring the view ! ``

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

I forgot all about vogue and genteelness and the scoop, I just grabbed her and held her from the back, running my hands all up and down her hanging tits, stomach, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

My left handwriting massaged a tit as my right hand 's fingers slipped up inside her. Jesus she was so wet inside. Her unbendable nipple tried to stand up to my tweaking, but I pinched and rolled it all around, causing Gayle to groan softly.

'' Am I ... '' she began, tentatively. `` Is my body sanction ? ``

'' Oh Jesus yes Gayle, why would you even ask that ? ``

'' Well, you 've got all these stripling to have it away, and they 're so much ... taut than me ... ''

I spread her ass face and buried my face between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and kitty-cat, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my tongue up her ass and up her cunt, she seemed to like that. I variety of settled in with my thumb in her tail end and concentrate my lips and tongue on her pussy. Her tangy sapidity covered my face as I tried to tunnel into her slit. Again, I was glad I had stocked up so many razors, not a hair in sight.

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

I squeezed the shit out of both her ass boldness as I continued eating her out. Tight little skinny young lady are great. No doubt. But a adult female with curved shape, that 's the one for me !

After a few transactions of this, Gayle was having fuss standing.

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

I moaned into her snatch, sending palpitation up her pussy. I felt her contractions begin.

'' nooky ! I 'm cumming cumming oh fuck I 'm cumming oh fuck oh fuck ! ``

I swallowed down her creamy juices that flowed down her pussy 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 peter. With the waters till beating down on us, she kissed me arduous, and she licked up her own juices off my brass. She rose up slightly and settled back down, my cock sinking feeling further up her twat.

I fondled her lusciously vauntingly breast, and then clamped my mouthpiece down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit surd, drawing as much as I could into my mouth.

'' I love that Michael ! suction them harder ! Pinch them ! ``

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

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

I hefted one bosom 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 pleasure. So I slapped it again. And again. Each clip, Gayle yelped like a petty girl.

I got more belligerent, slapping both her tits with both my hands. These slaps were n't hard enough to knock anyone down or anything, but her tegument 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 huge flush out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my putz, and watching those tits jiggle with each slap was too much for me.

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

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

I could n't hold it. I came.

As always, that first off jibe felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my venous blood vessel. Each subsequent spurt felt unbelievable, too. Gayle felt my voluptuous shots enter her puss as I pumped More and more spermatozoan into her.

She collapsed on top of me, her tits crushing into my bureau. Her cunt quivered and spasmed as she, too, came with a fury. She grimaced in agony/pleasure, gritting her dentition and then letting out a giant `` Ahhhhhhhh ... ''

My cock began to shrivel a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to lap my turncock 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 pee left for them ! '' I half-joked.

We soaped up and actually washed ourselves and finished the shower. We dried ourselves and Gayle sat at the little death chair to fix her face. She looked so cute, legs crossed, nipple hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a young boy watching mommy get ready. My cock felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, dearest ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

'' Oooo ... does that feel better girls ? Mmmmm ... yes it does ... poor things ... mmmmm ... that mean old man was slapping you poor people girl ... oh but this feels sooo gooood. ``

Gayle got down on her knee joint, continuing to rub her boobs.

I squirted a pretty vauntingly onus right onto her tits, then a distich smaller ones, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her breasts as she leaned over and clobber my cock clean.

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

... except for her daughter ...


- - -

Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch Perfect'and Panax quinquefolius along with all the a capella birdcall, the girls were all form of silly and a bit strange. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat next to me during the movie, with her girl Lorrie on my other side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would find. But I did n't stimulate to wait long.

Gayle opened my room access and strode in. Do n't get me improper, I was glad to see her. But I was also not make to be 'claimed'by her. Not just yet anyway.

'' What 's a nice lady friend like you doing in a place like this ? '' I asked her.

She laughed a little. And pulled her terry cloth robe a small tighter. Did n't matter. You could still see her feminine charms lurking underneath.

'' I just came to talk, '' she said. She had a bottleful of my prized Justin Pinot grape noir and a couple meth. We sat down, me in my rolling president and her in the metallic element folding chair.

We talked about a lot of thing, but mostly about our situation and what my plans were for the future. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of work. What we really needed was a way to make a zombie free region so that we could then begin farming operation. Plus we now had lots of new lip from townspeople that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the people we met were nice, but generally a bit older. Still, some of them had farming scope. But other than the Master 's sons, we had n't found anyone near the girls ages.

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

'' Well I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got sort of defensive. `` I think we 've got a tangible shot at making something -- ''

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm indisputable you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is hard to say ... I want Lorrie to cause the love of a skilful man. Raise a family. 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 one. But he was what, 55 ? ``

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

My mind drew a blank. `` Who ? ``

'' Well ... you, Michael. ``

'' What ? '' I asked, taken aback. `` I 'm ... twice her age ! '' Actually, I was about twice everybody 's age, but that did n't appear to matter.

'' Yes but you are n't old-old. But even if there were a G Guy to opt from, I 'd want you. You just ... you do what has to be done, you work hard, you 're good at keeping everyone alive ... plus you 're amazing at sex. ``

'' Gayle ... I do n't know what to say exactly. Lorrie 's howling, I love her like I love all of you, but ... '' I tailed off.

'' But what ? ``

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

'' She 's heading over heals in beloved with you. Most of the miss are attracted to you, but she 's actually in erotic love. ``

She 's in beloved with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two main issues here. numeral One is, you, Gayle. And turn Two, I 'm not sure as shooting I 'm fix to settle down just yet. I mean, I will at some point, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to keep our grouping going. I do n't have it off if I have sentence for a unfeigned relationship. It 's umm ... it 's moderately promiscuous rightfield 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 ready to be monogamous with anyone right now. And If I was, well, I 'm not for certain I would pick Lorrie at this point. ``

Gayle variety of made a disappointed face.

'' No, I mean cypher bad about Lorrie. But I do n't know her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't face so storm. We get along pretty fricking with child. And, I think the great sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't imply you had to marry Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. go on it in mind. ``

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

'' I 'm fine 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 hebdomad ago. Lorrie seemed pretty quick to undress.

'' You sure about that ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, she would 've told me. ``

'' So, if you want me for her, what was up with the shower today ? That does n't seem to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the rest of her wine-coloured. `` I 'm not perfect. I had this imaginativeness of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't sound trade good at all, does it ? I mean, I at least cherished you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds kind of stupefied now that I say it out aloud. ``

I drank the rest of my pinot and poured us both some more.

Have I mentioned how gorgeous Gayle is ? My dad was a motor horn dog in his day, even as an older man. He like the full-figured gallon 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 belt down a crew of zombies with your bare clenched fist and come back for your reward. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go look her up. Sophia, I mean. Check out some of the young pictures of her, when her hair is pretty straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's tit are bigger. By a lot.

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

'' Gayle. '' I placed my deal on her cheek. `` Even if I fell in love with your daughter, and wanted to spend the rest of my life with her ... how could I possibly only take a crap passion to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full lips. Her hand came up to me, she ran her finger's breadth through my hair.

Our lips pressed a picayune firmer together and our sweet kiss turned a petty hotter as I moved into her a small more. I broke the kiss, only to get a slightly unlike angle and start kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her lower lip, and sucked it into my oral cavity, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her back against the wall. With both my paw gently holding her face, I kissed her with heat and tenderness like I 'd never felt before.
Gayle had slipped her work force underneath my t-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my back. Then she continued to snog me as she pulled me closer to her.

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

'' You 're just being dainty. ``

She slipped my t-shirt over my head.

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

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

'' turn of events around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a little for her.

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

I blushed. I mean, cypher 's complained before, but this was silly.

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

'' cream up those free weight, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a couple 30 quid dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few Robert Floyd Curl Jr. for her, some standing wardrobe, I turned my back to her and did some sidelong flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her right hand gently rubbing her left breast, and her leave alone forefinger in between her front teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of cool to have a go at it I turn on a chick. 38 geezerhood old. Semi-ripped. Still have my hair, all of it. I guess I 'm not the big guy they could run into in a zombie apocalypse.

I went and stood in front of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my arms, like I was going to gestate her over a threshold. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one Virgo the Virgin in my unhurt life. It did n't go so well. fortune of pain. Crying. Shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so smooth out with cleaning lady ! '' she joked.

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

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

'' You want me to, fuck your girl ? '' Long ... osculation ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to bear to suck her tits for a tangible long sentence. '' Kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to work her pussy. '' buss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suck my cock. '' kiss with some lingua ...

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

'' How do you get it on ? ``

'' I 've made her practice session. On bananas and cucumbers. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No squat ? ``

'' No shit. I told her it was an important skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing office, but we kept close and kissed Thomas More. I undid the swath on her robe, sliding my hand between her bland skin and the robe. I cupped her ass impudence and pulled her to me, she could find my erection now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to cut across up or anything.

'' Not always so nice. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my jeans as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down next to each other, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just love tits. All tits. There 's just something about them that drives me nut case. Yeah, big surprise. But more than nearly guys, I love them. I love to work out, and nibble, and twirl my tongue around them. And they all feel so different. Some are firm, some are really squishy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would interchange sucking nicely to sucking as a great deal as I could. Some nipple bites here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too much clip on the breast, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could sop up them for 60 minutes ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Christ no. It 's like the practiced massage in the human beings. Only better. I 'm a thousand percent relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How good is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

Well, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her tits and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's breathing increased, so did my vigor. When she panted a little, I grabbed her puss. With my medal on her clit, I slipped a finger in between her lips and frigged her nicely. Then a lilliputian harder and faster as I bit down on a big mamilla of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' suction the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left tit up to her facial expression and John Drew in her own nipple to her lip. God I love that.
I rubbed her snatch faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a couple more minutes when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few clock time. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic waves washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' Wait, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me rest ... too ... sensitive ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a in effect meter for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her branch and guided my cock to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... Savior she was so wet I just slid right hand in.

'' Michael ... just a present moment ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fuck .... ''

As my weight set down on her, our pelvis rubbed, re-igniting her button. Gayle thrashed around as I pounded her with my turncock. She could n't mould any real watchword, just moan and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say shit but it was too much campaign. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck other cat. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend English language. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guys. '' I sped up my pound to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- sanctum piece of ass ! Oh tinker's damn Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of prison term, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking hard. `` She should n't ... oh jesus Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it turn you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her chest, sticking my pussy-sopping prick into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your daughter watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your breast, your ass, oh that 's nice infant yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy cunt ... and not just once but a lot of times. ``

fountainhead, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this compass point, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on Mommy Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a violent stream down her pharynx. Load after load of hot squirt shot into her sassing. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

Panting, she rose up to beguile her breath.

Then she called me an dickhead and Slapped my face !

She sat there, all defiant, her middle gleaming. I was fucking turn on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her grimace down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her stage and shoved my cock back into her cunt. Gayle arched her back as I entered her, and she moaned out brassy. I was rather instill with myself, even though I just came, I was quick 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 pussy ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a good mom. ``

'' You 're a great mom ... a Fucking great mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No answer. I forced my hand under her abdomen so I could grab her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrong ... ''

'' 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 cock ... ''

'' No Michael ... stop it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm sure. ``

'' end it ... please oh damn oh shop oh shit I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her cunt ... man ca n't you almost savor it ? '' I pulled my paw from Gayle 's pussy and rubbed it on her mouth, face, pushed my digit inside her lip so she could taste it all.

'' You want to smack her ... '' I began cumming inside her kitty. Her twat rampart gripped my stopcock and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh nooky yes ... fuck yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the second clock time, filling up her cunt with fiery hot sperm.
After a couple 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 prick with her natural language and rim, sucking up the combined cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, help yourself to my spermatozoan anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making love to me. This will be the last time. I want ... I want Lorrie to have a opportunity. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the conclusion fourth dimension, 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 Johnson babe. We got the Masters place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and exist. I 'll take to some jealousy there, those chicks were pretty hazardous little honies !

So we spent nearly of the day trying to block off the townsfolk. We 'd been to every house, killed every zombie inside the menage, sheds, barns, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always more zombi spirit. We figured they were coming from the road, but why ? From where ? Why are they coming here ?

'' We need to funnel them into a kill zone, '' Erin was saying. My fiendish little killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a tight spot where we are protected, but we can kill them with marijuana cigarette or spears or something. ``

'' Genius ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up something and then devolve down. So the descent kills about of them. Or at least stop their legs or spinal column. That would save, ammo, right ? ``

The miss sort of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ladder and jump ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me think. '' I had it. So simple, it just might work.

'' Brilliant ! Lorrie, it 's brilliant. We get some shipping containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a orthogonal tube. We tilt them up at, like a ten or XX degree Angle. We 'll need circle of them. Stack them on top of each other or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 human foot high and they walk out the end of the last container right into tenuous air. They smash on the ground -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a hard landing billet ! 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 have to flash any of them ! ``

We were all very proud of ourselves. It 's a outstanding ass idea. Except, we did n't have any merchant vessels containers. Or a way to affect them. Or a crane to stack them.

Eh, minor details.

- - -

We cleaned up more of the Town. Not too many living folks, but it 's dear to rid of the skulker. Zed likes to pussyfoot around and work up in the most gonzo place, so it 's adept to have him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as zealous a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her guns, Lorrie really wanted it done up end and personal. She wanted to look into their dead eyes as they died again.

We had cleared out a segment of houses, then we went back to them to tick for salvageable stuff. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this prissy old house, checking thing 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 sleep together ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a little steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I tell her that her mom wants US to hook up ?

'' Well, you guys are smashing together, it would be nice to ingest a tangible daddy ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my real number daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never mind, it 's ticket. It 's o.k. ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nobody can shut you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the family some more. It 's kind of sad, looking through a dead person 's life.
Usually, we just look for rubber where we might obtain gunman, trunks for ammo, kitchens for food etc. But this house was dissimilar. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this star sign. I mean really. I could be in this household if it were n't for the damn zombies. ``

'' Sir Thomas Wyatt said it was once the mayor 's house. The townspeople built it a long time ago for the then stream mayor to hold up in. But later, it got bought by some ample citizenry ... The townspeople needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your size, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couple outfits. `` She had some taste. Where in this townspeople would she endure this stuff ? This is like, New House of York City, 20 year ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some groan 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 vane at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the Hardware store for dejeuner, now re-named Masters and Johnson, in honour of the upcoming nuptials between the sea captain son and the Johnson sisters. 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 mental block back to that decent house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a duad things from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quick fix ! Am I old intelligence already ? ``

'' You 're never old news, my little darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's ticket, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a disgraceful dress, fitted, with some crazy slash. variety of like that Demi Moore dress from 20 yr ago. And I grabbed a pair of squeamish heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's okay ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a eccentric person. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a nice necklace, too. `` You 'll want these, too. ``

We stashed everything in the Jeep. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' period smiling, pa, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your plan, Daddy-man ? You going to occupy her to dinner ? Not many restaurants open right now ... ''

'' well, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' Geek. Ok, I 'll intend of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

- - -

We spent the rest of the day getting the President Andrew Johnson sis and the Edgar Lee Masters Brothers situated. I let them have two solar board and a deep Hz battery so they could have lights and charge up barrage. We got them some intellectual nourishment and water, too.

Eventually, the eternal sleep of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the Jeep. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting showers and having a cocktail or two as we played some euphony video on the TV. It was kind of cool. At one breaker point, Erin dragged a big money into my calculator elbow room that included the attire and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her breast and said `` Do n't forget about me, dada ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her slit through her camouflage pants a little bit.

'' Ooooh Daddy ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the shower ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can taste it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the bulwark, little beef. paste em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underwear. I undid her gasp and yanked them down to expose her ass. I could see her pussy back talk, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous little boob with my left hand and with my right field, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, Daddy ... yes ... rival me ... ''

While squeezing her tit hard, I gently rubbed her pussy back talk, feeling her moisture already, my paw spread them apart. I pinched her tit hard and held on to it tightly, and slipped my finger up to her clit. I massaged her cunt like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' Quiet baby ... stoppage quiet ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just pa. Just daddy feeling up his trivial lady friend ... His bad little girl ... and her wet cunt ... dada likes her wet cunt ... yes ... he will cream it again soon ... yes papa likes her cunt ... ''

'' It 's your pussy, dada, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, pa ... but do n't stop ... get it on me anywhere I do n't care, Daddy ... even If you marry Lorrie, just fuck me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her cunt harder, squishing around in all her puss drippings. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a skillful young woman ... you like me squeezing your tits ? ``

'' Yes Daddy ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the time. We shower together, and I pee on her tits in the shower. You should see us papa ... you should pee on her tits, too ... oh god ! shit shit shit shit ! I 'm cumming pop cumming so good oh shit oh prick ! ``

Erin soaked my hand with her juices. I slipped my imbrue middle finger right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in front of me, to draw my fully raging cock. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet deal. She licked it clean of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might necessitate this previous, 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 lounge a few minutes later, nobody seemed to comment. I took my shower.

I came from my cascade 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 son and daughter for dinner. You know, serve them out with their first off meal and hooey. ``

Nice plan, Erin ! What a respectable miss she is ...

'' Well, who 's going ? I 'm kind of beat, but I do n't know if I like the idea of us separating, especially at nighttime. ``

Truth was, Zach had been pretty settle down lately, we seemed to have killed near of them in town.
But I had to realise it expect good.

'' Well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the smothered 22, my 1911, my blade. The rest of us will be armed also. We 'll be good ! '' She winked at me.

'' wellspring 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. ``

I thought about it for a few moments, hoping to establish it look near. `` wellspring, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over design and rules. I was n't too concern, but I did n't want anything stupid person to fall out. And you can always enumerate on Zach to make thing stupid.

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We all said goodbye to each other as the radical went to bolt down to call in the Masters and Johnson computer hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a footling headache. zero serious. I 'm going to rest in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to make us some dinner, I 'll send you in a home base ? ``

'' Sounds unspoilt, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few minutes later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked great in her khaki shorts and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, young noblewoman ? '' I made an overstated bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her respectable fake southerly speech pattern. `` wellspring are n't you just a high-priced man ? I would love to ! ``

I picked up the southern drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from TX so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` Well darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a niggling something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too variety, sir ! I would just be delighted ! I mean, after all, what kind of dinner outfit is one with blood on it ? ``

We walked to my elbow room, 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 crucial. What is important 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 things to do !

Within the next hour, I whipped up some freeze dried beef stroganoff, canned Indian corn, and honest-to-god Bisquick Biscuits ! Then I perked myself up a little, shaved, put on my intimately 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 entrance. And what an entrance !

The frock, black-market. The blueprint, bare shoulders, with about one-inch strap that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's ample cleavage. Tight around her tum, flowing over her hips, and ending just above her knees. Her bare legs stretched down to her satin black stiletto 3 in heels. Her rich dark-brown hair tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally wavy way. Just a small physical composition to foreground her heart and some lip gloss to pull in her sass shiny.

I could n't speak. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a turn a few human foot away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I look okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hall, her hands brooch and her optic shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. Good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so coin ! ``

'' I almost did n't fall apart it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little wave at that decimal point. `` well Nox you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' Well, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me flustered ! `` How about I escort you to the lounge where we can give a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern accent again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the effectual age for alcoholic beverages is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a peace officer, I shall turn 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 neck, my hands lingering on her soft skin. She put in the equate earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't think that this was ever potential again ! I feel like royal family or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her warm shank as she snuggled close. I made us some Lady Jane Grey Goose gimlets over ice. It 's a unproblematic drink, just vodka and rose wine 's linden tree juice, but it 's honest and to the point.

We sipped our drinkable, told each early funny little stories, talked about old times. The thing was, she had a way of making me seem interesting. But it was n't forced, she seemed aroused about what I had to say. She was either very good at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a plate of intellectual nourishment back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a cool down Chardonnay. I find Caucasian wine to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me stories of near-misses with boy ; long ton 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 stratum ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some matter to prospects, for sure. And one prof who already promised me an'A'if I would sleep over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this shite came down ... '' She waved her hand at the unsavory outside world.

'' What about you, why is there no Missus around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had fuss remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the right on one, I guess. ``

'' And what bout now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any female job right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your favorite ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to do that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A gentleman does n't kiss and say. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her voice trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an solution. But I was having a hard clip concentrating with all her tit pulp and cleavage thrust through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest daughter here. Prettiest lady friend anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some recitation I could be as good as her in bed, I 'm sure ! I 've watched mass of picture, and, ohmygod I should shut up ! I 'm so hinder ! ``

I stood up and held out my hand to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some flabby music, this old 70s group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my work force to her waistline as hers clasped around my neck. We swayed gently for a few present moment, and I pulled her secretive to me.

Her body melted into mine, her massive chest pressed into mine. Her hair smelled toothsome, some rosy shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a little rank as we 're working severe killing Zeds. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My hammer began to twitch. And to fill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a second base babe. '' I had to reach in and adjust my dick as it was growing in an uncomfortable position. `` All skillful now. ``

'' You get, hard that fast ? I 'm sorry, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get hard very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvises contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hand down her rear, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my life, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my cheek and lingered for a moment. I turned slightly and met her sassing with mine. Oh god, she was so delicate and warmly. She opened her mouth slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each other. My right hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a duo of my fingers.

After a few moment, our lips parted. But I pressed my frontal bone to hers, maintaining a very familiar stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me voiceless, her oral fissure working me over. Her hot tongue licked my upper lip, then darted inside my mouth. I tried to twist her tongue with mine as our passion increased. I grabbed both her ass brass wax on and grinded my cock into her. She responded with a trivial pant, and then proceeded to blow 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 pen this component of the story. I was taking creative piece of writing in school when all of this went down and, so, I think the tale needs my contact. So yes, I was completely in puppy honey with Michael at this compass point. I was also a virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a phallus inside me. I had had other things, like Mom 's purple vibrator, her glass dildo, a cucumber, and some other assorted, um, 'items'inside me. But not a real penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in beloved with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this point and I was just past 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Christ 's sake. In those older mean solar day, I think he was the likes of ready to collect mixer Security ! ( I 'm certainly he will be spanking me at about this point when he reads this. )

wellspring, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something former multitude had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very richly banner. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the line, 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 news report of Wyat Earp and his pal. It starred Kurt Russel as Wyatt, and had lots of other cool mass in it. But the reason I 'm telling you this, is because this is the firstly time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to save his gens and draw flowers around it. I used to indite my name and his name together, and I would write 'Lorrie Elliott'and make full page with hearts and flush ! So you do n't jazz him ? He was Vergil Earp. Tall, slightly graying haircloth, and THAT VOICE ! deep baritone, Texas speech pattern, and his character was just a fucking MAN about everything. He was also in Ghost Rider ( my second pet movie, behind gravestone ) as the guy in the burying ground who tells Nicholas Cage what 's going on with everything. He did a crowd of TV commercials, including Ram Trucks for the stopping point few years right up to the zombie Crash.

I do n't recognise where he is now, but I 'm for sure he 's in Texas doing just ticket. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega crush on some old flick actor.

fast forward trough now. We girls were on the run from the zombie, and we were losing people left and right on. You ca n't even imagine the terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained much about 'the crash'of culture in this story. ) He was all set up there in his bunker drinking inhuman beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were close death at every step. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb a fence. I could sense hot stock running down my back and I could see the reverence in everyone 's eyes as we tried to observe a house to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this house, and then passing out. I have glimpses of matter from then on, but I 'm not sure if they are my genuine memory board or imitation ace since I 've heard the story so many times.

What I do call up is waking up and not knowing what the piece of tail was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty very much prevarication in a torrent of what smelled like pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a foreign 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 life-time at the very last-place possible minute before we were all eaten live. He had taken us to a batten place that had nutrient, water, electricity, movies, triggerman, popcorn, and he was n't an whoreson ! He patched me up and kept me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first time a little while posterior that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the night before getting me some medicine, and he was now training the girls in shooting skills so they could all kill zombies.

So here 's the scenery : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a TX accent ! Not rattling hard, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got jeans on and some kind of army sweater on, and military-looking boots. His air, his demeanor, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can tell you that ! His bighearted fount appeared upset about something, and yet he was pure sweetness 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 future couple of days, while I 'm recovering, chronicle start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the missy, and he 's got a big shag cock. So let 's recap. Big cock, fine-looking guy, tall, Texas accent, has his diddley together, kills zombies without batting an eye, saves damsels in grave distraint, likes musicals and retro sway, is apparently good at pleasing the Lady, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 sound things to one not-so-great thing. Fortunately, I 've had a life sentence long love affair with my honest-to-god Sam, so that one affair is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally head teacher over bounder, prime of life time in making love with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was win over him that I was so very much better than the 8 hot babes already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No job whatsoever, right ? Especially for an bruise virgin like myself !

things went along for a time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really need to take care at me at clock time. Now, I do n't require to seem like all stuck up and shit, but I 'm moderately shucks cute. I was thinking it was maybe my booby. bozo are so Wyrd. They seem to care bosom, but if you 've got over-sized ones 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 handful is a waste', and then there 's guys who just love massive bosom. How do I know this while remaining a virgin ? Simple ! I watch a lot of porn 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 time together. I knew she was smitten ( her watchword, not mine ) but she also knew it was just kind of a fling ; Michael did n't seem to want to get too attached at this point. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot Guy, I would n't just settle 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 sexual love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. Late at night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could hear mom giving herself an orgasm. Squishy sounds in a small room, can only be one matter, ya know ? Sometimes she would whisper his name. Then she 'd fall asleep. Of track, that got me very horny so then I 'd have to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingers in my cunt and circularize my orgasm around my stiff nipple. 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 short twist. After I swallow down my juices, I like to just hug my dummy to my face, like soft warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my mamilla more, but usually they just comfort me. nearly night I drift off to sleep that way.

I figured the one matter I could do to get Michaels'attention was to become a world-champion snake god killer. 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 full shooter than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the best of all the girls. My cock are, a Gerber mini-machete and a farseeing mountain lion pole. On the magnetic pole, we worked up a spike with variety of a `` Tee '' on it. The movement is, I use the magnetic pole to try and ping down the Zed, then hack his fucking genius with the panga. If he 's really big and I ca n't strike hard him down, the pole at least observe his arms off me while I hack them before I get to his unintelligent head.

I used to be kind of like a girly-girl, not very acrobatic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy concern outside my little circle of Friend. In short, I was a narrow-minded twit. But hey, we can all transfer !

Now, I feel au naturel if I do n't suffer my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel anxious 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 bear in mind saying it. I was just starting to enter the reality, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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OK I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to drop a line about my foremost intimate experience with another person, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's right, it 's his storey and I 'm only a Edgar Albert 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 Prom 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 ! Jesus Christ Deliverer you people need to still down.

So, Michael made us a light but terrific dinner. Obviously, he did n't want us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the drinks, for sure. He was so form, and confection, 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 cover from my cervix down to my lower back. It was sexy, not gross, and it just reminded me that this heroic man saved my life on respective social occasion now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could find little stirring in my pussy during dinner, but upright lord I was on fire when we started dancing ! His warm arms wrapped around me, his manlike scent enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely hire me over. As he held me fast, 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 palpate something on his properly leg. Something hard. I 'm sure enough it was his shaft, but I thought it was in the middle between his legs, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a second, babe. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his hand down his own pants. `` All advantageously now. ``

I was n't trusted what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of smut, the cocks were usually just hard ; I did n't bed how long it took to go from voiced to grueling. 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 toilsome. Holy shit ! My pap were hard, I can separate you that, and my pussy seemed to be on ardour, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The awkward, mis-proportioned little girl ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his cheek, then he turned and he met me with his mouth. Our spit danced and clip seemed to resist still. Next thing I know both his hands are on my ass cheek, and he 's pressing his intemperately cock into my tummy. I moved a little sideways so I got one of his stage between mine, and I grinded against him like a park slut. But I did n't deal, it felt so GOOD !

We kissed for several minutes, lost in each others lips. His hands felt so in effect on my butt, squeezing hard, almost too backbreaking but it not quite. My hands eventually drifted down his English, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare hide for the first clip. He did n't have an ounce of fat on him. I ran my work force up the front of his chest, feeling the contours of his strong stomach and then the swell of his heavy pectoral muscle. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice chest of drawers, mister. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, petty dame ! '' he responded. `` I do n't think you sympathise how undecomposed you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his arms like I was just a piece of paper ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' wait, '' he said in surprisal. `` You do n't even know what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, dreary sweetie. I was going to ask if you 'd help me wash the Jeep ? ``

'' for sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, colly oral fissure. 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 hold back until tomorrow. '' He started towards his room, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too tired and worn out. Virgin busting is hard work, or so I hear. ``

He just smiled and set me down gently after we entered his room. He arranged the air mattress and turned on a piano light, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a naked man before ? In person, I mean ? ``

I shook my head, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my mind, yes.

'' Okay, arrest there, I 'll strip for you. ``

He unbuttoned his foresighted arm shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely breathe. He threw the shirt on the floor. Kicked off his shoes, then pulled his windsock off.

'' conclusion opportunity ! '' he said as he stood there with his hands on the fly of his dungaree. `` You can still back out ! ``

In a slightly waver phonation, 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 back towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his pants, slowly, slowly exposing the crack of his prat cheek. His ass was unadulterated. As he removed the drawers completely, I marveled at how the muscles in his legs and butt flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his munition outstretched a little and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the face was a three-foot monster cock.

Well, I was a Virgo the Virgin, retrieve ? It seemed like it was three feet long. He told me later it 's about 8 column inch. All I know is that it was far bigger than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to expiry of this thing, and wanting to devour it with my mouth and pussy.

lustfulness won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my articulatio genus when I got there. I just breathed in his scent for a few minute, strong, musky. My mitt on his thigh, I knew from the pornos what I was supposed to do, but doing it for real is a different story. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's dainty. ``

I began to make out with his turncock, and my right hand came over to spellbind it. Jesus ! The skin is so cushy, but underneath is so unvoiced ! How is this possible ? And the cutis moves around on the outside a footling, fascinating ...

Gathering up my braveness, I opened my oral fissure and covered his whole tip with my back talk. Good god, my mouth was capable almost as a lot as it could, and I only had about an in inside ! How do those girls deep throat like in the motion-picture show ? But it felt so cool, so practiced, and then I had a salty taste in my back talk. I pulled back and I could see this juice seepage from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricant. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can taste it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some fair sex seem to hate the sense of taste of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer love it, though. I hoped I would care it.

After a match transactions, Michael helped me back up to standing.

'' Baby, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this dress ? ``

He turned me around and undid the little clasp in the back. After stepping out of my clothes, he slid my underwear off. The import of truth was coming, he was going to see my oversized bosom in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy shit ! '' 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 cleaning woman I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me laborious again.

After a few moments, I broke the kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to take up oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm sure there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a chronological succession of events. And I want to do them all at some point. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't consider I was all tongue-tied. Usually they ca n't shut out me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to kiss to a greater extent ? Just tell me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just skip all the foreplay and get to the shag ? I 'm really quick now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively facing pages open up. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weightiness on his sleeve. I could feel his cock bumping around down there, I opened my legs as wide as I could. He reached down to position his turncock, and suddenly it was there at my entrance. He rubbed it up and down my scratch a few times, coating his shaft with my juices. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` nookie me. ``

His cock inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never have imagined. He pressed his hard shaft further into me, pulling it back out a little and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was aught 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 breathe for a moment.

'' That, my dear, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a second, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should experience done Sir Thomas More of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His natural language circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some insistence, ahh that 's advantageously, gave me a little breathing room.

'' Bring your tits up, '' he told me. He was resting on his manpower so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my sides, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my expression, my nipples pointing right at him. He bent his head down and kissed my impart mamilla, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning bolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my nipple to my pussycat. His warm up mouth engulfed my hard pap and he sucked it inside his lip. As the sparks continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the former one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my tit were almost touching each former, he tongued both of them frantically, start one and then the other. My pussy felt like it was on fire ! Suddenly, the thin ache down there was gone, replaced by a warm, sensory feeling.

Michael pulled his cock well-nigh of the way out. I was about to resist when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Jesus Good Shepherd, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could snaffle his ass and take out him into me. God it felt so fucking good. I 've masturbated a few thousand prison term but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his whole weight unit on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in complete control of me, I could n't make a motion anything except my hip, up and down to conform to 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 stroke he ground into my clit. Each separatrix I moaned or grunted or made some variety of guttural, primal noise. My pussy was stretched to it 's demarcation line, but I did n't desire him to stop, no fucking way. At some pointedness he reached for and found my left tit. He molested it with his bridge player so much that I cried out.

'' Sorry sister ! '' he panted.

'' Pull on it harder goddamit ! '' I cried.

He pressed harder into my tit and pulled and yanked on it, then he brought it up to our faces so we could both see my nipple. Looking into my oculus, he encircled my rigid nipple, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it experience better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my pap, then drew it in my mouth and gently sucked it. I do this all the sentence, but I always thought it was a little weird to go down on on your own physical structure constituent. I did n't intend anyone else would opine it was ok.

He told me to hold onto that one while he brought my other tit up. I sucked on my left while he sucked on my right. His fucking had slowed, but he was doing these farsighted, mightily CVA now, slamming into my body. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' Switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded titmouse, kissing in between.

'' appreciation them, infant ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his men and started REALLY fucking me fast and hard. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and boob as best I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the place as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his speed, I felt that grand mavin developing in my pussy. My orgasm, it 's nearby. It 's on it 's way, it 's building up.

'' Michael, '' I panted. `` I 'm going to, I 'm going to cum soon. ``

From then on it was a bit of a blur. Michael told me later I just panted the word 'Fuck'about a thou times, with the occasional '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 sexual climax exploded throughout my body. As my cunt trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this long, stretched out orgasm that I had never even dreamed of before. I could n't take a breather, I could n't verbalise, I could n't be active, I was just a clump of raw pleasure nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful turncock. Waves of cum spasms involuntarily wracked my body. I remember hearing a woman groaning and moaning, only to realize it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both hands and lifted my slit up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his middle finger right up my asshole. It felt fantastic. From watching pornos, anal sex always looked matter to, but also very scary and something I could never see myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't look all that far-fetched.

With a call of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this wonderful hot feeling in my kitty. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His shaft trembled many meter, and I clenched hard mightily back at him, squeezing as closely as I could. Yes I was a Virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my hero, my substitute Daddy, had fucked me and cum in my cunt. I was happy beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his peel covered in a igniter sweat. His iron dick seemed to sustain shrunk a little, or else I was so debase, I could n't state. He kissed me a piffling, stroked my boldness with his finger, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' infant, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to roll off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.

'' Take me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his rear and brought me with him, still with his decreasing cock inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No honey, thank you ! You are awesome and this was terrific and holy jack I ca n't consider it ... ''

'' It was well, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was wondrous for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Good Shepherd ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guys out. ``

Oh yeah, thoroughly 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 Stanford White cum poured out of me onto him, covering his cock, testicle, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! Good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't worry, I 'll cleanse it up. ``

With only a piddling reluctance, I licked up the get-go gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't care it ? The first taste was okay, salty, thick, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also taste pussy juice, how have intercourse cool is that ! Our juice were interracial together ! And, it was finely. In fact, it was good. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk cup of tea, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard cock, he showed me how to grip it at the bottom and push button towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal tube. Mmmmm, more cum right from the tap. When I got to his balls, he warned me to be easy. glob are so unearthly, so medium, 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 deliver 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 athirst, and even a trivial hungry. I put on his frock shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the buttons just to hold on 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 brusk for her and did n't get across up much on top, either. Her face looked a little level, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a second ! '' she said as she grabbed some cooky from a bundle. She glanced at Michael, who stood there stark naked with a gleaming half-hard tool, 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 kind of given him up so that I could be with him. The only living he-man within who knows how many Roman mile, and who can fuck like a champion, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her hard. I cried a piddling, 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 founder us a couple arcminute ? I 'll bring back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his elbow room. I watched his ass work as he walked.

'' Honey ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. Tears of joy and felicity, but she did n't lie with that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't bear to collapse him up, for me. I mean, he 's fantastic ! I could never do that, not in a million years ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh dearest, I just wanted you to have a shot at some happiness. With things the way they are, who knows what 's going to happen today, tomorrow, future week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're felicitous, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hair, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so balmy and Mommy-like, it was nice to book on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my fuck God yes. You would n't believe how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would consider how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a niggling 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 kick in him everything. But, how do you, um, get quick ? I mean we do n't throw any Astroglide like you use at abode ... ''

'' What do you intend ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a niggling strumpet ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty good spank.

'' Well, the true statement is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' Well, favourite. I 'm a little older, and when adult female get older they do n't always lubricate as much as they used to. I 'm sure, for you, that your twat succus will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough pussy succus ! ``

'' Just twat juice ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no doc, you know. '' The truth was, I really wanted to get butt fucked but I was scared to death of Michael 's big cock in there. But I knew some of the former girls took him, so I had to be at least as well as they were at it.
'' Well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for heaven 's sakes. tip up against the tabulator. Goddamn kids these days I swear to God, ca n't figure anything out. Go on, overspread your ramification, 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 thumb fucked me for about thirty seconds or so. I could feel my arousal building, and I could palpate my succus starting to run again.

'' See ? So you get your finger as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her fingerbreadth and then fret my arsehole, depositing my succus on it. She repeated that again, only this time she pressed a I fingerbreadth inside my ass a little bit.

'' O.K. so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go dense. I mean, He has to go slowly. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my hindquarters. It felt rattling. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass impertinence. `` He should also use some spit, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spit onto my SOB. Her finger continued to screw my backside as her other deal rubbed my pussy. Then she pulled her finger's breadth out my butt, but instantly I could sense TWO fingers pressing against my back door. Oh diddlyshit !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan grapevine had just entered me, when in fact two fingers were n't even half as long or half as wide as Michael 's cock. I do n't know how this is going to work. I 'll never be able to fit his pecker back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my head, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to finger have it away both of my hole as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

'' well, in her eternal quest to delight you, this slight lady wants to machinate herself for an anal fucking from you. Knowing how big your peter is, I figured I better get her fix, somewhat, at to the lowest degree. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my boob as it hung down. His previously limpish pecker was now at full attending again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I help with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to severalize her that a tongue is skilful to help out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his head to one slope and intellection for a import. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much more experience getting butt-fucked than I do. Show me how it should be done. ``

With feigned disgust, Mom withdrew her fingers from my ass and proceeded to bend down and plant life 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 think my mom would one day be licking my asshole, 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, keep going. you 're doing great. Lick Lorrie 's asshole like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could feel pussy juice running down my leg. `` Guys ! '' I said. `` I ca n't stand here like this much long. ``

We moved to Michael 's bedroom.

'' I think, '' Michael was saying as he took off my/his shirt. `` We should lay her on her back, that way her pussy succus will just flow into her fundament. Gayle, you work her twat and I 'll work on these knocker. We will get you juicy, do n't worry, baby. ``

True to his password, Michael started working very hard on my ripe tit. Squeezing, kneading, mashing, hugging, licking, all form of at once.

Mom put two fingers back up inside my kitty and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juices. Her ovolo rubbed on my clit. together with the sparks coming from my teat, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very warm and gentle touched my clit. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that matter on my button, it had to be a glossa. It had to be Mom 's glossa ! Mom was licking my pussy, my cunt. She thrust three or four fingerbreadth, or maybe her whole handwriting inside my pussy as she licked my sassing and clit, now finger fucking me truehearted and hard.

Michael decided that this was the time he should slap my teat. 'Increases the blood flow', 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 niggling harder, made a little more noise.

Mom pulled out her hired hand from my cunt, and forced it against my now soaked buns mess. Her fingers went in a trivial, then she pulled them back.

Each time Mom rammed her fingers into my butt, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to lap my pussy and they both assaulted my tits and ass, I came in about two minutes.

Pussy succus flowed out of me, I could finger it running out of my incision and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's ready, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my pegleg. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvis stick up in the air somewhat. He positioned himself at my backdoor.

'' Wait ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's prick, 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 head gained access. I stiffened from the sense. Again, I felt like he was going to pull me apart with his cock.

'' promiscuous please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to take him inside me. He must make love my ass. All the early girls 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 nerve and told me to unlax, it will be fine. Then she kissed me for a second on the sassing, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my puss and forced her way in so she could clobber my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's lingua on my clit while Michael slowly fucked my ass piffling by niggling. Going deeper. Into the bad shoes. With my Mom licking my cunt. Are you kidding me ? My mind was spinning in rope as crazy thoughts went through my head. Mom 's licking my cunt ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't scare me. In fact I want to. And I want to draw her mamilla, and for her to breastfeed mine, and I want everyone to suck my titty. And I want 20 guys to abide in a round around me and jerk off on me and shroud me in cum, and Mom can work out it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT FUCK ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 column inch inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Jesus Christ I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her head bashed a little, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered lips. God, I taste upright. I thought. I 'm such a fornicatress, I also thought. Mom reached back down and finger fucked me in prison term with Michael 's cam stroke. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in heat. speechmaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you lay off for a instant. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, bed me doggy style. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely empty feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a mo, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' Baby, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulation for this. Tell you what, I 'll lay down on my rachis, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your head down there. This way I can drub your cunt while he fucks your ass. You 'll be fine this way. ``

Okay Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her promontory as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot natural language inside my slit lips and on my clit as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be amercement. ``

Michael worked his way in between my peg and Mom 's shoulder joint and arms, and got quick again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a bit or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's cock, I just know that I was feeling a little lonely just sitting here on all quaternity with nothing to do. Suddenly, Mom 's sass was back on my bitch and Michael 's cock was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my fucking god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your back ! His stopcock slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so full, so filled up, so complete. With Mom licking my cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an ecstatic province. My subdivision and legs lost ascendancy, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my twat hard into Mom 's face. I do n't know how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My nerve landed right in Mom 's bare pussy. Her heady scent wafted in my nozzle, her juicy lips covered my impertinence. Without any anterior history of touching a girl, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her back talk, sucked her button, buried my facial expression between her folds, smearing her succus all over my face. I ate my Mom 's pussy with complete abandon.

Somewhere in the middle of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yelp and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my former cheek even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to bar ? '' He teased.

I turned to look at him. All sweaty from head to toe, his brawniness gleaming in the luminousness, 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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Okay, enough is sufficiency. Lorrie, you write like a missy. Too often of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a duet of professional lesbians. Lorrie 's ass was so rigorous, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's cheek under there, mostly obscured of course, but you could see a short, well it was fucking awesome. This was proficient than any daydream I could have concocted.

I thought the lone matter to relieve oneself this better was a piddling ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my short room, and each slap was followed by a whine from Lorrie. She turned around to attend at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's cunt juice, her haircloth stringy with sweat, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to gaze into my eyes, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her mind jerked but she held my regard, until finally she slumped back down on top of Mommy like a rag doll.

I fucked her hard for a few more separatrix, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In seconds, I came too. With a fury, my cock trembled and shook and I emptied my raging sperm deep inside my baby missy 's ass. Wave after moving ridge, shot after guesswork, I finally finished cumming after almost a minute. My dick was physically trite, I could experience it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscle after running a recollective way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a nice surprise.

From her gaping arsehole, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting mouthpiece. 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 mitt, opened Lorrie 's sass. Gayle slowly opened her own sass, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her backtalk 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, dead spent. My pecker lay there like a beat soldier, or more like a complaining soldier. 'No to a greater extent, let me repose !'it seemed to say. Hey footling buddy, it was worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

Time drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their warm boobs against me and draping their ramification over parts of me. I mentioned water again, because I never got any the first sentence. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two glasses for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. tercet 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 times honey, thanks for asking. I 'm good. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to kiss her mom on the lip, dragging a big fucking tit right wing in my grimace. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okay. Tired, but a in force tired. I ca n't consider what we did, what I did. Thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the greatest Night of my life. ``

They both squeezed me loaded. We drifted off to sleep, each wear down and satisfied and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio blared. `` Michael ! Help ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my warm slumber with my two babes, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a hundred zombies at to the lowest degree ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! Hang on ! ``

The girls were already moving. `` wax gear, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the landrover ! ''

Sounded like the bastard was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm protectors, shin bone guards, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to master street, weapons hot and ready to go. In spite of the peril, there were a few smirky looking at passed back and Forth, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to engagement, but the screwing sure was fun last night ! ``

I rounded the corner a few 100 yards from hardware store, where everybody was holed up. zombi spirit crowded around the front door. Yeah, at least a hundred. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't need to just scud them. Then they 'll teem us. This is like some form of damn herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our people were trapped, but not in quick danger. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding unassailable. Erin had climbed out the window onto the facade roof.

right wing by us, next to Mountain Realty, was Jim 's Fix It store. I looked in the window and saw a bunch of tools and fail TVs and other horseshit. And wire. reel of conducting wire. I can do something with this ! The Dynamic Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the computer memory and got the spool. Zed was busy making noise down the street, they did n't take heed me.

'' phone call Erin, assure her to keep it up, retain their tending. ``

I had Gayle repulse us closer, about 75 yards from the close Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my death mag. I 'll just curl at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, sooner would be better ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, railway locomotive idle, ready to roll. I mean, uncollectible came to worst, we could just drive into a few of them, then drive around townsfolk as they followed us. overspread them out some so we could engage them a few at a time. But I wanted to try this wire affair first.

I undid some telegram and wrapped it around the close streetlight. With plyer, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the ground. I crossed the street and tied the telegram to a streetlight on that incline, also about a foot off the footing and as tight as I could make it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the next streetlight about one hundred feet away, and tied another man of wire across the street about a ft richly. Did that four More times.We checked around, no Zeds had snuck up behind us from the chief road. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the Jeep 's horn.

Instantly, about half the hooker turned to look at us. botch the trumpet and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' gentlewoman, be ready if this does n't make. '' I was pretty scared, actually. If this did n't work, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't know if we could hold off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The first-class honours degree Zachs got to the wire, Foomp ! Down they went ! The Tripwire was working ! They just kept falling over each other ! Dumbasses ! As they spread out in the confusion, a few went outside the magnetic pole and the wire, but then those guys zeroed in on us in the midriff of the street and hit the succeeding wire. Down went those guys !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. Balance and coordination are not his thing. Depending on their stipulation, it can exact 30 irregular, a minute, even more for them to get vertical again. Those that did, fell down on the side by side wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick antics. After a couple minute of arc, with still a couple wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to meet them. We had our AR-15s slung on our rachis, I had my lace Crovel and Lorrie had her long poker stick.

'' I got the first base one ! '' Lorrie called out. stab ! Right in this dead guys head. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's stay close to each early, '' I warned. We did n't need to get surrounded. But it was n't too likely. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the pressure reduced on our the great unwashed in the building ; they staged a murderous break and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his dead header, making certainly he was re-dead.
Well, the feeling was fucking flagitious. And now we had 147 utterly hombre in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boys, Wyatt and Henry Morgan, looked a little sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music last Night. You know, just having a little company. It was pretty of late, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. side by side matter we know a few of these guys started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the dayspring ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this morn, they crashed through the deoxyephedrine door, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a way, all we had was my pistol, radio set, and my six magazines. ``

'' What did you use to break out ? '' I asked.

Sir Thomas Wyat jumped in. `` We busted up the piece of furniture, got some honorable boards. Erin shot the first few, then we beat the eternal rest down until we could get our weapon. ``

I was kind of pissed at them for getting themselves into bother. But I was also pretty impressed. They did n't panic, they improvised, they overcame, they fought hard, they killed Zed.

We figured there must have been a herd passing by on the main road. They heard the euphony and decided to get along pack a looking at. I read about the herds a few day ago. When Zed has no stimulus, he just kind of stands there. Then a shuttlecock flies by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of sight. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a aim. He does n't want to leave out out on the action at law so he follows him. Zena sees two of her friends charging ahead and says yeah baby, I 'm with ya ! Next thing you know, 147 drained shitheads are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't barricade now !

well the Tripwire worked, got ta do More of that. We got ta get our vindication up. We ca n't just have these guys storming our town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the rest of the day cleaning up. The other remaining townsfolk came out to help, too. Picking up dead z is hard work. We dragged them all about a quarter mile down main street, down confidential information. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the truckage and dragging, Book got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that mom Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some suffering tactual sensation, too. Some of the girls were thinking I was off the grocery and were jealous.

We broke for lunch. As we munched down Dennison 's chili con carne, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a picayune trauma, after all, Erin helped arrange this entirely affair ! Now she seemed a little pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really possess any linguistic rule right now. Except for the fool prescript, which is if you are a terror to me and us then you get to leave. But, well, normal high society has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty relieve right now. I mean, yeah, we have things to do, but we can also do what we want. To some extent, anyway.

'' So, yeah, I love Lorrie. And I love Gayle. And Erin. And Kaitlyn, Payton, Tina, Lizzy, Kristin. I love all of you. Morgan and Wyat, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the love stage yet. '' They made funny gestures of wiping their brow in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, chill out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

People seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said early on, I needed to watch my footstep with these girls, or they may all flex on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to work. `` Nice speech. ``

'' Yeah rightfield, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the girls ? It 's sanction. I just want to get laid. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the real world, you would be my issue fille of all time. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are difficult times and we ca n't afford to induce everyone pissed at each other right now ... ''

I grabbed a duet of dead base, Lorrie grabbed his work force. We swung him up into a wheel barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your clump. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to have Sir Thomas More sex with you. A lot to a greater extent. I am in love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to work out an placement here. I 'll think about it. ``

okeh, I thought, opine on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cerise. I 'd breastfeed your cock right now, except it
probably has zombie gunk on it ! ``

'' Hey baby, I never got to lick you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't want to recede you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an idea for tonight, though, Big dada. You might care it. ``

She was proper, I did like it.

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Chapter 14 - Group Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my the great unwashed together.

'' Hey guy cable, sound workplace today. Let 's get cleaned up for an early dinner up at the house. Then I want to accept a strategy sitting, we got ta do something so this does n't go on again. '' We piled into the truck and headed up the hill to my shack.

After we all got clean and burnished, we had a nice meal of canned spaghetti and meatballs, green beans, and pear tree. Ok, so it was n't all that nice. But it filled us up and did n't take longsighted to reach, so that was good enough.

'' Ok sept, '' I began. `` We need a wall. I propose we start with the railcar in town. There 's ... what, a couple hundred menage here, and only about 15 lodge in. Let 's charter the automobile from the repose of them, line them nose to tail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our little valley to the other end. That way, the zombi will probably hang into the ditch, and we can help with that too, and then they wo n't be able-bodied to climb the ditch because railcar will be there on the top edge. We 'll leave an opening move, and use a big truck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta drain all fluids from the cars and write them in barrels. involve out the barrage, ignition conducting wire and stuff, anything useful. That should strike respective days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that lilliputian welding shop down south, see if that guy is active and help him out. We need him. When we went past him last metre, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big programme is to work up the 'Sanchez Pit of Death'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the cite, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll need to go about 40 Swedish mile north and see what 's up with the truck quit there before someone else gets to it. Trucks mean hooey, hopefully food, and god knows what else. Trucks also mean shipping containers. We need those to progress Allium tricoccum for the Sanchez Pit. And we can use empty laggard to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couple hours, working out the inside information of the car wall. That was the most important affair. We did n't feel like leaving the town without having it be secure so that when we returned the Ithiel Town would not be wide-cut of zombie. We also assigned citizenry to specific jobs. Gayle and Lorrie would spend at least 2 time of day a day learning herbal medicine and old-fashioned doctoring. Erin would become our armory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top shape. Tina and Payton were to suit farm specializer so that cum spring we would be ready. The span of Masters and Johnsons would do work on fortifying the rampart, building watchtowers, and any other physical certificate matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some deglutition. It was good to relax, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a couple Thomas More minute, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big promulgation we had agreed on.

'' I have a big proclamation ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a pornography on the living room TV ! ``

Most people laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm serious ! I 'm going to my room for 15 minute for some last minute cleansing. Then I 'm coming out to watch some unsportsmanlike movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to link. If you do n't want to, that 's fine, no worry. Maybe just stay in your room, or you guys can go back down into town to your memory board. Again, no scathe, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get ready to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my room, you could find out a pin drop.

I turned on my melody box so I would n't hear any conversations or bitching or moaning or crying. Then I proceeded to brush my tooth, do some final cleanup and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a video was hooligan. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old school day. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a pair of sweat pants commando style, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the motion picture, nobody 's here. Really ? Nobody ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll see it anyway. I started searching through the server to get the movie up. Just as I got it going, I heard a girl 's voice shout out from the rear :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at care. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... March ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the meter. Erin, the Little Tiger, is the squad leader. She called out as they marched out, unmarried file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the Marines !

Out came the sorriest looking police squad I ever saw. Also, the sexiest. Erin called out the cadence phone call and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sentience in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sensation in lookin down )
Ai n't no automaton on the flat coat ! ( Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! )
Killin Zombies all day long ! ( Killin Zombies all day long ! )
Gon na get to me big and strong ! ( Gon na make me big and impregnable ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're veracious ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Sound off ! ( 1,2 ! )
strait off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to restrain a direct face. This was so cool !

The troop was now arrayed in front of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All troops present and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, Sergeant ! Was there, uh, a trouble with the uniforms today ? ``

'' provision event sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a nice camouflage baseball hat, and one of my camo shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the front. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her pin-up little boobs.

'' Dress that transmission line, Sergeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a overnice liquidity crisis on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandanna wrapped around her point, a nice T. H. White push-up bra which accentuated her solid tit, and combat boots.

'' bloomers, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that smell ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' Well, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the next young lady, Lorrie, who had on a camouflage tee shirt. That was it. And the jersey looked like it was having a hard time as it had a few strategical rips 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 curtain down and present me twenty dollar bill ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 suction ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my sweats, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard rooster completely in her mouth. She got a few strokes in before it got too big for her. By the time she got to 20, I was at full moon attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your narrative ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a bleak G-string and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a string around her neck, resting comfortably between her luscious boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't have a story ? ``

'' Drop and turn over me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not real inventive, not a big talker. But she 's a heavily worker and she fucks like a racehorse. Jesus Christ, I thought. And a good cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the police squad called out in unison.

'' cover in line, secret ! Ok, you two, what the piece of ass ? ``

Lizzy and Wyatt were handcuffed together. Wyat had on pants, which was practiced. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' Fair enough. Prisoner Wyatt, drop and give me ... no time lag, give her 20 ! ``

Wyatt eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's pussycat. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to count ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Wyatt got up, his rim and mentum glistening.

'' Nurse ! '' I said to the next individual, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hair. She also had a two-inch wide bandage wrapped around her chest at the pap line. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' Step Forward ! '' nanny Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look healthy, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just have this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my outset aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' twist forward ! '' I commanded. `` Stop ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, naked ass, 10 times. Not that hard, but her nerve got a slight pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I take in another ? ``

Well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I get another ? ``

'' Do n't be avaricious, Nurse ! ``

I moved down the railway line to Kristin and Morgan. She had a dog collar around her cervix, with a mountain chain held by Morgan. Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very modest in her farsighted sleeve army T-shirt.

'' Let me guess ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him think, Sir ! ``

'' That 's what I thought. Better give him 20, though. Now ! ``

She eagerly ate his cock up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the group called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. Stop. smash it off ! '' I yanked on her chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a golden sumbitch, Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had makeup on, and was fully dressed in a aphrodisiacal way ; nice white blouse, tight black doll, Joseph Black fishnet, high-pitched heels. shit if she was n't the aphrodisiac one here. Well, excepting my Lorrie, of course ! She was also the only if one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' private Tina ! You look ... exceptional. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious Objector ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class streetwalker, Sir ! I want to get have a go at it ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did well-nigh everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at ease. Troops, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. Leisure time starts in 5 minute. Those who want to be utilitarian will produce me a drink. serjeant-at-law, dismiss the squad. ``

'' Squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premiss at 0800 tomorrow for piece of work particular ! Consume accordingly. Any malingerers will be shot ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the couch as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my sweat and sat on the couch. I was gladiola I took those 15 proceedings earlier to clean up, had myself all overnice and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV Remote when Lorrie came up with a match of drinks.

'' wimble ? '' she asked.

'' My favorite, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat following to me. sorting of. She was more like sitting on me. Her business firm tits pressed into my arm and pectus. I took about 4 gulping of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with deglutition and everyone mingled for a few bit. cipher really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's mind, 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 sofa, then I slid down onto the floor. Spreading her legs, I began to lap and buss my way up her human knee, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and Momma Gayle sat on the put next to Lorrie. It was form of funny. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these girls. Many had lost their families, had seen death close up, were n't sure about the future tense, all that. So Gayle spent many a dark hugging one of the girls as we watched a show on the tube.

So, this was n't any different, except now mamma Gayle was completely naked and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at momma 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thighs as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my award. Lorrie 's hands naturally went to her tits, she massaged them lazily through her T-shirt. I could smell happy slight aromas stirring in movement of me.

Suddenly, my cover was covered in warmth, Kaitlyn laid her easy tit on my back. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my pecker and globe. Oh god, that 's nice. Always nice to have someone lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my sassing across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her smooth-shaven outer orbit. God I was in paradise, and I wanted this to be ripe for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my hands, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to catch her eye. But they were closed in ecstasy. I felt her estrus on my tongue as I continued to explore her outside. As I passed over her opening, the estrus intensified. I pressed my tongue down into there ... it was like licking a vent ! Her boiling hot char lava covered my tongue in wild flavors.

I swallowed some of her juice down, mmm heaven. I looked up at her again, she was looking down lazily at me, almost like she was dreaming. She leaned forward an pulled off her T-shirt, thank god. I needed to see those tits ! My pull up stakes manus went up to squeeze them while I licked my pollex and index to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her puss and circled around her clitoris with my spit as my right hand began to twit her kitty-cat and ass with my fingerbreadth. Her succus quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my knife lightly on her clitoris, feeling the concentrated little nub under me. I sped up a little and added some insistence, varying my route as I tongue lashed her entire puss. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned my head.

'' My turn ! '' 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 pile up juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's nipple. I dove back in and tongue fucked her pussy. Back and forth with my rigid tongue inside her steaming jam. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a mates minutes of that, I slid a finger up inside her as I worked my sass up towards her careen hard slight clit. outset, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some adept pressing. The I gave it a few glancing poke, drawing moans from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my tongue firmly against her clit.

For the following ... I do n't know 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 country into my mouth. I struggled to keep up with her flow of secretions, swallowing as skillful I could, but I really did n't want to let her go. I slipped more finger inside her hot hole, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her hard while continuing to molest her clitoris. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my head between her second joint, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed flaming murder as her orgasm ripped through her pussy and spread throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me bar after about a minute.

'' dada ! '' she gasped, barely able to rest. `` I ca n't ... Daddy I ca n't get hold of it anymore ... Daddy ... ''

Haha ! No fucking way. I held on and continued to lick and suck her clit. Lorrie 's orgasm continued, rising and falling with my speed and pressure level, 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 arcminute of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the hold up 15 transactions, I had no thought what was going on. I gathered that the great unwashed were doing some aphrodisiac things, but they had all stopped in the last-place 5 minutes due to the amount of money of interference Lorrie made ! They gave me a nice round of clapping as I rose from between her pegleg. I waved to the crowd, tipped my imaginary hat, then fell into the limb of my Lorrie. We kissed, long and deep, her natural language totally engaged with mine. I felt good to repose a little, my jaw was a bit tired !

I sat back on the couch and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) Virgo the Virgin, grasped my rigid cock in both paw and began stroking me. Her blondish tomentum blocked my vista, but I could feel her hot mouth reconcile onto my cock as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on Lorries lovely, inflexible mammilla. These babe were huge right hand 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 mingy cunt with my cock, at last, and finally I had fucked all the women here !

Looking around, mammy Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her tits while Kaitlyn licked her smooth cunt. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the Masters boys, while her sis Kristin and Lorrie looked on with dangerous lecherousness in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending clit flying and her tits bouncing. Her chirpy lilliputian daughter were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my cock. Her soused cunt clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her recollective orgasm, I guess a cock in her pussy and in her ass felt pretty secure ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's face, surprising everyone with the amount of juices emanating from within.

Morgan pulled his putz from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' Next ! '' he called out with his and his brother 's hard pecker at good attention.

Kristin shook her head. I guess the ass was n't her thing. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boys positioned her over Sir Thomas Wyat 's cock, and then Thomas Hunt Morgan moved up to fuck her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous tits in my nerve. I sucked them for a couple minutes, then got up and mounted her from behind. Her slit accepted my big cock, no questions asked. Not quite as squiffy as a teenage girlfriend, she still felt mythic. I gave her a serious fuck, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her face on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean of all those juices. I rammed my cock back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in ecstasy from her double-fucking. I do n't know how those Masters boys were holding off and not cumming, but good for them !

'' Anyone else ? '' asked Morgan.

Lorrie looked at me shyly, pleadingly.

'' Go get 'em, sweetie ! '' I said.


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Chapter 15. Lorrie 's news report, division II
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Lewis Henry Morgan laid on his back with his cock standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hired man and helped me lower myself onto Morgan 's cock. Sir Thomas Wyat stood by with his pecker 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 kissing, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can fuck and suck in, but no kissing. Sure, I 'm down !

Somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in town. finger probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something huge pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyatt ! I gritted my teeth as he entered my butt end. Jesus Christ ! No discreetness, like Michael, he just forced his way in. Thank god for the lubricant.

'' FU-U-U-CK ! ! ! '' I hollered. I was double-fucked !

I collapsed on top of Morgan, both he and Wyatt squeezed my tits hard. But Jesus, I was filled up. I pretty often went limp as they pumped my pussy and ass. I could n't even recall about gripping a stopcock or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next thing I know, something big and flabby and backbreaking and wet was forcing it 's way into my mouthpiece. I guess Michael could n't digest it, he had to get in on the activity. Now I had all three holes filled ! I could taste somebody 's pussy on Michael 's pecker. My mind drifted, overwhelmed with sex as pecker tried to get deeper and deeper into me. My bitch was on fire, my ass felt great, and I could barely breathe as Michael 's Brobdingnagian cock fucked my face.

Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the crony. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. young woman flocked to the two boys as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the level and forced his way in between my stage, and he shoved his cock right up all the way inside my cunt. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that suffering for a present moment. It was like he hit bottom, I do n't love. His cock 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 question swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My climax built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to moil my button into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly immense dick swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the demarcation line. I begun cumming as I felt his seminal fluid shoot into me. It felt SO COOL having his putz flex and throbbing, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My cunt clenched him back as my best ever orgasm swept through me. He ate me out about 15 hour earlier, that was my adept coming. But this one, even better. It just would n't terminate. We continued to kiss as our mutual orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` Baby, get off me so I can get these cat out of me ! '' I loved the taste of his sperm 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 trivial pleasure ripples through my entire puss. I held him as close and as hard as I could. I loved him so much.

Getting two-fold fucked was not bad, but ... it 's nix like this. Basking in the after freshness with your man.

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Early the next daybreak, Michael 's watch 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 damp. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my other hand. I got ta get some succus going !

'' Babe, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't have sentence to do you justice -- ''

'' ejaculate on, pappa ! '' piped in Mom. `` Give her a quickie ! ``

Mom grabbed his cock and slobbered all over it for a minute. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my ramification, and my pussy throbbed the instant he entered me. My clit was still swollen from last night.

Michael locked his arms and rested on them, so he could look at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it compensate there.

'' Jesus fucking Christ ! You two ! You 're fucking adulteress ! ! ``

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 ramp up a paries, 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 great, mixed in with my slit juice. The mint was apparently too a lot for him, mom and daughter licking his prick. 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 give her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's twat as he went back to his room to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to placement this car along the ditch. looking at, I 'm not so upright at backing up, ok ? I rolled the pudden-head Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this system where some of us moved machine, 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-class honours degree shot is fired. well, the first shot, in this face, was one of the townies having a fit. Michael had enlisted their assistance, and all was going well. Until a couple of them got into an argument over one of the former machine that was owned by a stagnant person.

It seems that both of these old guys were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. Well they got into a engagement about which of these guys should get her car. See, Michael had said we should keep any 4-wheel drive vehicles, any Priuses or other cross, any new wave, and maybe a couple of fast cars if we found any. And we let the aliveness folks keep whatever railroad car they had. But we needed the rest for the wall.

So madam Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le saber. It had some huge engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to save it. The argument got prominent, fists were thrown, citizenry 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 drove it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was fine, right up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the guesswork came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the ugliest people I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was more of a glancing blow and my Lacrosse helmet blocked most of it. I was n't knocked unconscious mind, but, as they say, I got my `` bell round ''. Two hombre grabbed me, tied up my hands with those shaping zip-tie affair, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their truck they had hidden behind some Tree. They jammed me between the two of them in the front ass. Jesus Christ I had a headache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't look to have 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 whisker and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking black guy, did n't look as bad, but still pretty dirty and grimy.

'' piece of ass you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' fountainhead, is n't that squeamish. Fuck-you, it 's skillful to meet you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy dentition and oleaginous face.

'' Jesus ! '' I said. `` Do n't you guys bath ? 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 down me ? Do n't pop me now, I 'm in love !

'' nooky ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about twenty mo up the road, the completely time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the thing he 's going to do to me. The device driver was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed pissed or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this gear mechanism, and a pistol, and bullets and stuff on a vest while Tom did n't take in anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the all matter here.

We slowed down at a negative stimulation 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 truck, right at the crossroads. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trent is about the truck. ``

'' Shut up striver ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the shots, not you ! ``

Silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you watch '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me loose or I 'll flow over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her free, slaveboy, and watch her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me loose, and I stood there for a present moment. I could see Robbie had a hard on from rubbing my tits and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my counsel. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my tomentum and posed a little, letting my long hair's-breadth fly in the breeze. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a crotch hair. Perfect.

'' cum on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my USA pants, pulled them down and break my naked pussy to this fiery bastard. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squat, and ... nothing, at first. Finally, I closed my eyes and tried to relax, and then I let it fly. The rattling trick was not to get it on my bloomers. Robbie stood transfixed. Dickhead. He undid his fly and began stroking his hard fiddling cock. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't cite the size of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't affect ! Do n't make me sprout you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't shoot her, you 're not supposed to even touch her or Trento will kill you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the early hand. hoot pistol grips on the AR, they let you shoot one handed if you want.

'' drag up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and shot his load onto my mammilla and bra.

'' Alright, issue forth on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my trouser up. My t-shirt soaked in various billet through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and gorge me back in the truck.

We drove through a Town a lot heavy than our small one. We stopped after a couple minutes near a gigantic strip mall that had a Walmart in it. A large pirate masthead flew from the top. The big fund had 100 of necros around it.

'' family, sweet home ! '' announced Robbie.

'' Come on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bond paper and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the cap of the striptease mall. From there we walked a twosome hundred yards til we got to the Walmart roof. There were about 6 or 8 armed hombre up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombies trying to get in down below. These Guy were just hanging out. And staring at me, but nobody said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` Back off ! ``

We climbed down some steps at the back, down to the storeroom of the Walmart. They led me through to the main flooring, some lighter filtered down from the skylight but the lights were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, honest-to-god, perched up on these exhibit cases, sitting in an wanton chair like he was a baron on a toilet. A naked woman kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy legs. A twosome guy cable stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift stairs. Tom followed some distance behind.

'' Well, well, WELL ! '' roared Big River Trent, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a round around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some FINE patch of ass, not this shit you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the girl who had been at his side. She whimpered and bowed her head low.

What an asshole, I thought.

'' And what might your epithet be, pretty Edward Young thing ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big River Trent glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your epithet, love ? '' he asked me again.

'' screwing you ! '' It was all I could think of to say.

'' Ah, rebelliousness ! How nice. well I 'm surely we can beat that out of you. Or fuck it out of you. Lots of men here ... they 'd all like a crevice at you. hold off a sec, what 's this ? '' Big Trent River had lifted my hair and saw a tumid bruise near my temple. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetie ? '' he asked.

'' From dickhead over there ! '' I pointed my head at Robbie.

Big 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 little tap -- ''

'' A piddling tap ? '' Big Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And look at these tit ! They look real. Are they ? ``

Big Trent squeezed my boobs for a few moments. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the screwing ? '' he asked in electrical shock. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his hands in horror.

I told him. `` Genius over there jacked off on me and charge his stinky cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent looked to Tom for substantiation. Tom nodded his head 'yes .'

Big Trent slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me concern ... you let me put my hands on YOUR FUCKING JIZZ ? ``

'' No BT it 's not like that ! You see she was -- ''

I did n't see it because I turned away, but Robbie dropped like a sac of potatoes, his head twisted at a Weird Angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. pull his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, start talking. Where your from. What 's your apparatus, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to cogitate of something to say. I came up empty-bellied. `` I do n't have much to say. Except that, my pappa 's going to kill you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My Daddy. He will kill you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trent thought about that for a few second. 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 town a few miles south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a couple men, hatful of girls. They had a distich gas pedal ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're clean. Very clean. They got their shit together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to dame wear, get her something else to wear. And get some rub and clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to sing to me, real soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to come with him. We passed a guy walk towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy expression, beady eyes.

As we got to the ladies part, Tom relaxed his grip and looked around.

'' Look, '' he whispered. `` I 'm blue. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, snap up a shirt. They 'll toss off my family if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your knife back. I took it from that shithead when we fed him to the deaders. veil it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. wait til it 's saturnine and affair quiet down. Too many Guy around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trent and his crew. The rest of us are prisoners, or scared shitless, forced working class kind of affair. They make us kill the deaders at the front, but just with blood and power shovel. Still, if your man comes, we can help out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my daddy IS coming. When he does, stay out of his way. I 'll try to keep you rubber. ``

Tom looked at me like I was screwball. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in action. He 's all chill and stuff, until the betray gets going. Then he turns into this Major hard-core killer. It 's almost chilling, but it 's also totally aphrodisiac. And he 's going to save me.

At least, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, tight. I could n't get anything even remotely on the loose. Big Trent questioned me for, I do n't recognise, maybe like an 60 minutes ?. He wanted to have a go at it the layout of our blank space, how many people we had, how much food, how many gas pedal, everything. He threatened, bruise me a short, I held out a longsighted time. Finally I gave some Irish bull resolution. I told them our stronghold was some of the sign of the zodiac right by the route. I told him we were almost out of food. We had 5 search rifles. We bathed in the flow. There was only 6 of us.

But each resolution, I held out. Trent punched my stomach. Slapped my legs. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy clock time. Come on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright smasher, '' Trento said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the heavy stuff is going to come down just about now ! ``

River Trent pulled out a vast knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about jack myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my face, between my boobs, I trembled.

'' You told me the whole truth, right ? '' he asked. `` Nothing but the accuracy ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the aid, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent River had a uncivilised look in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it wide afford. He cut through my bra. My dope flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the Guy on the roof are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and check it out. '' The discharge increased above us. Trent River felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to shake off up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your dad, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More shots sounded, and one of the fanlight shattered. flop near us.

Suddenly, a body flew through the skylight and crashed about 20 feet away. The caput was shot and he was a mess from the downfall, but you could tell by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! diddly-squat ! What the Fuck ! James Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another soundbox came through the skylight, Trent and his hombre fired everything they had at the possible action. Three down. They ran out of ammunition, dropped mags and put in Thomas More and kept shooting at the ceiling near the opening. Finally, cipher had any full magazine left.

This weird scraping noise emanated from the ceiling. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another organic structure flew through the opening and crashed down near us. One of Trent River 's guy. He must 've had 20 bullets in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still alert !

Trent and his guy cable were in a panic. They were n't ready for anything like this. All their powder magazine were vacate, they scurried about looking for to a greater extent ammo. They finally found a suit and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another eubstance fell through the fanlight. Five. Shot to absolute shit. They shot a few rhythm back towards the hole and ran out of ammo again. Trent screamed at his guy cable to find out to a greater extent ammo. Jesus, did n't these loggerhead have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the figurehead door. Several of their cat went to get some of the cans.

Trent River pulled out a gigantic side arm, I found out later it was called a 'Desert Eagle'. A guy named Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random slam into the roof until Trent River told him to criticize it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my boobs hanging out. Trento came over and put this big ass gun to my school principal. I, um, peed right then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent yelled. `` See who these dead hombre are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead guy wire. Trent and Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to catch sight of something. I watched Tom roll the dead cat around, and saw him pocket a handgun. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` shot in the head, amongst early situation ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't make out the former guy, he 's too messed up. ``

River Trent whirled in affright. `` How many guys were on the ceiling ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his berm. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all suddenly. ass ! '' Trent pointed the Desert eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bitch ... telephone call him off ! ``

I made a case at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the forehead. It did n't rap me out, but it hurt like shit and made my psyche twirl. I could hear Trento but it was like I was underwater. I could hear him yelling about covering the second stairs or something. Next thing I know, Wilson has a big gaping hole in his head, and Tom is standing there with a reprehensible look on his expression and a smoke gun in his handwriting. I guess he scavenged it from one of the idle guy wire. Tom shot two more bad hombre before Big Trent fired on him. Tom was able to evade down an aisle.

Trent could n't chase him because he heard his gens being called. By my Daddy !

'' Trento ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be friends. ``

'' Yeah justly ! '' responded Trento as he ducked behind a raft of Coors beer cases. `` And how the fuck do you know my name ? ``

'' One of your lilliputian toady squealed up on the roof, but do n't worry ! He wo n't ever squeal again. ``

More shots and shouts came from various parts of the stock. The 'slaves'were rising up against their sea captain ! So cool ! Trent did n't recognize what to do, or where to look, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll shoot your gripe ! '' Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to point the Eagle at me.

River Trent 's mind exploded. I thought, I did n't eff a head could just irrupt ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each other, guns pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to squall. `` You 're on the ... same side ''

I blacked out.

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Epilogue
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I shot this shithead Trento rightfulness in his fucking head. I scanned for targets and saw this black guy also shooting at River Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was variety of hoping that he would n't shoot me since we both shot Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the same face, and we lowered our weapons as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' binding us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any more of these guys ? ``

'' I do n't screw, I think my friends took out the rest up near the front, but I ca n't be certainly yet. ``

Lorrie looked okay, she had a lump on her forehead.

'' arrest here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My name is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You skilful, Tom. I 've killed a lot of citizenry today, I do n't mind adding to the list. ``

There was some commotion up front, so I skirted around through the toys and cosmetics to see what was happening. The drive of the ruction became exonerate ; 20 or so multitude were beating 3 or 4 hoi polloi to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the captivate miss ! '' They had rakes and shovels and started advancing on me. There was blood in their centre !

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 bewitch 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 women and kids locked up in the nail beauty parlour next door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking piece of shit sentry go, does n't hold a great deal breathing metre 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 people were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Saturday. For a prosperous few, the altogether family line was shopping at the Lapp prison term and survived intact. For others, their loved ones were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` rattler '' showed up and easily took over the store and the mathematical group. The Rattlers acted like Christ on the run, and were gladly accepted into the chemical group. After the offset night, however, the rattler showed their straight people of color ; they enslaved everyone and began their sovereignty of terror and assault. This went on for three hebdomad, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the roof. She covered the chemical group with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to lower the barrel, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're fine ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't take heed anything for awhile, I was thinking the pip ! '' 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 bunch returned, Tom holding tightly to a woman and a small female child around his neck. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new girl ? ``

'' 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 beware ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your rattlers on the ceiling, which allowed me to climb up and into your Walmart here where, with the assist of Tom, we do n't get a freight train job anymore. ``

I expected the survivors to be a little 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 last 'saviors'did n't work out so well.

'' Well, cat, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These shitheads shot one of my masses back nursing home. Do you mind if we get some medical supplies ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the Pharmacy part. These guy rope still had fully stocked shelves of near everything. Savior, I thought. Wish I was a little More free-lance in my way of thinking. I would consider everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and little girl still around his neck opening. `` Look, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinary. Or, I was. I could take a flavour at your somebody if you wanted ... Maybe we can work out some kind of trade, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be great, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be able to wreak out some trade between our grouping, maybe even merge them together ... for our mutual benefit. ``

And that 's what we did.

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'' Please beloved ! '' I begged. `` For the love of God put her push down already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you mean ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling baby Jessie from her mother 's arm and breast. Carefully, I set her down in her crib. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a short, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly large breasts lay against her stomach, her left one still leaking Milk. I pulled her out of the cradle and led her towards our room and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my digit to my lips, telling her to prevent quiet and not wake the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the door. `` I 'm tired from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't concern, this wo n't occupy 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 shaft bashed into her legs as I grabbed her tits and squeezed them together.

Milk gushed from both her nipples like a body of water fountain, except this fountain had many unlike stream ! Warm Milk sprayed on my face and dripped off my Kuki-Chin. I opened my mouth and savored the odoriferous spirit. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the shit out of it. I mean, sucked the milk out of it ! Warm Milk flowed down my throat, gulp after swig. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the doorway, `` Did the baby poop ? Oh ... '' I did n't even look up. It was my eating time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the next matter I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a little. She was trying to get between her girl 's legs. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a little, so as not to lose my hold on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her face into Lorrie 's puss, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I sorting of turn a loss track of sentence when I 'm latched on to mammoth milking nipple, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't live 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 tongue-lashing took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiet orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` Fuck Mee-Maw. ``

'' bull 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you little bitch ! '' As punishment for this rift of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's twat, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's bosom. truth was, I think I had enough. Must 've been eight or ten apothecaries' ounce ! Gayle rose up on her knees but kept her typeface buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's knickers, struggling to get them off. I 've asked her before to learn them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't remember ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old adult female, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening pussy lips. I was too hurt up for finesse and felt a petty selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and cram my cock in hard ! Oh yessss ... the merely matter that feels ameliorate than drinking lovesome tit-milk is sliding my peter into a hot and sticky kitty-cat ! I looked up at my two hot mamas. Well, technically one mama and a grandma. But the Grandma just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few calendar week I can screw my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too tender from the delivery.

I 'm sorry to say, but I could only terminal a minute or so inside Gayle 's sopping wet cunt. My sexual climax was approaching, and there was n't much I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... gasp ... ) need to stay hydrated ! '' I only had about ten moment to go.

'' Give it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right next to Lorrie 's face. Grabbing my shaft, I stroked it a couple metre and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot stream of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming mouth. 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 slope, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's mamilla. She ground her button into Lorrie 's erect and milky nipples. 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 ennui. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and Milk covered tits in my facial expression. I revelled in the mixed mixture and my turncock recovered from it 's previous state of about 95 % firmly to completely rock self-colored again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio call option interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, issue forth in Mustang. '' That was our house cry 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 shoot ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that cleaning woman down for ten fucking minute of arc ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' Hurry up asshole. fiddling Tiger out. ``

Is that any way to blab to her commanding officer ? I did n't think so. She will call for some form of penalty tonight. Probably have to tie her down and name her picket me fuck her girl Payton. Yeah, that would work !

I did want to hurry, though. We had seen a helicopter go by a few times in the last workweek. They were checking us out. It was the Air violence or the Army, we could n't tell which but knew it was military.

The fille helped me attire in my well zombie killing outfit. We did n't have uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more practical matter. They finished strapping on my gear and I hauled ass down to the tail end of Master 's and Johnson hardware computer storage in the Jeep. They were going to follow me in a couple minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 feet away, the doorway gunner 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 hands, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to put down here.

They came directly over us, still at a few c feet. A diminished bag dropped out of the chop and landed in a heap of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a tuner wrapped in dirty socks and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' howdy, '' I called, might as well sound friendly. `` Whatcha guys want. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United States USA. Do we have permission to down ? I 'd care to address with whomever is in accusation. ``

'' If your design are peaceable, Colonel, then add up on down. ``

They sat the fowl down in a whirlwind of detritus and shut it down. After a few tense moments where we each wondered if we would shoot at each other, I turned slowly to show up I was unarmed. Erin and the Masters blood brother still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my citizenry had their weapon system trained on the Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and come on me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, city manager, Commandant, chieftain, and Father of this town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no interest in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your guys could assume a less belligerent stance ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their gunslinger elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' drunkenness, sir ? '' I queried. `` A little of Volunteer State 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a dependable idea ! '' I ushered him into the hardware computer memory where Morgan quickly set us up with a bottle of Jack and two drinking glass. I poured us each a couple digit worth.

'' wellspring Colonel, you 've seen almost of our orbit from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intentions are with us. '' These guys had the upper hand, for sure. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and arms. But I did n't want to just collapse away the keys to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of Fort Kit Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their fair share of zombi fuss, but were fortunate to not devolve into tote up lawlessness. They still had over half of their military personnel, about 8,500 folks including mob on base.

'' near other installations were n't that prosperous, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their common people in the subsequent city battle. We 've stayed out of the big city so far, just seems like too big of a job to tackle. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you telephone your contraption out front ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pridefulness. `` The Ilich Sanchez death Pit, you mean. Invented by an 18 year old girl, who happens to be my married woman and mother of my tiddler. Anyway, it 's passably dim-witted, but very efficient. You wan na acquire a expression ?. ``

We walked outside and found the chopper 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 ! ``

He shook his head. `` We 've got about an 8:1 ratio of men to cleaning woman, so your gal here are a sight for very, very sore eyes ! ``

'' Not going to be a trouble, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not tolerate any form of unwillful doings. That being said, we do have some VERY comfy women who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of sealed moral standard. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my second in flush. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised paseo to get to the Death pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his masses moved here from another townspeople after a shared incident brought us together. We took over a truck hold on north of here, arranged the merchant vessels containers to act as walls and funnels, and to act as ramps for our zombie spirit friends. We 've got a little Bobcat skidsteer auto over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Ilich Sanchez Pit of Death ! By the way, we claim all copyrights and trademarks to that gens. ``

The Army guys were stunned by the Death Pit. We were currently in the heart of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a couple thousand zombilators, at least. We mostly stood sentry go, somewhat out of sight so the zeds would n't get distracted, and fired a nip every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot fall and tried to shinny over the container wall.

'' It 's so simple ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, graceful ! You do n't even necessitate bait, right ? You 've got gage rising from the burning bushed, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few sentence, and we did n't have enough people or ammo to oppose them one by one. We needed a passive solution, and Lorrie Sanchez came up with it ! I 've seen enough zombie motion-picture show, although I never expected to be in one. But the citizenry were always making dumb misunderstanding. They never had a spot they could lock down and try and come out over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any job with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a lilliputian at sea. The fervency might die down or a bird might unhinge them. But then we just ring this bell we got from a church. '' I pointed to the Vanessa Bell hanging out in the center of the pit, supported by a 2x4 construction. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacons, cop igniter, to get their attention again. When it gets sluggish, we have to close up up the ramps so we can houseclean out the trampled bodies. That 's probably the biggest danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's nous was spinning. `` You could, wow, work up more ramps, dig a rich pit so they always break, rig up lights so they fire in sequence to create head game of movement up the ramp ... holy diddly-shit, this could really work. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' Well, sir, it does body 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 twain minutes he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you roast puddle me a list of what you need ? You 've got a good apparatus here and I want to see you follow. You 're going to demand to a greater extent farmland than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with virginal glee. `` well. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be nice. Ma Deuces and Barretts, and plenty of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallons of gasolene, and cooler to hold it. A few thousand MRE 's would help. What else. Clothes. Soap. lavatory paper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah FENCES ! We need fencing material so we can flesh out our farms. Goats, chickens, cows, and some more menage, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's alright with you, I 'd care to set up an auxiliary post here. Man it with 50 people. Some Humvees. 2 Strykers. checkup trailer and staff. And I 'd like to extend you a commission as a John Major in the Army Reserves. The Wiley Post will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm honor sir, '' I said, my voice faltering. `` Not sure as shooting I want to be in the Army, though. I just want to stay here and raise my category. No discourtesy, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the modesty. You 'll stay here and command the entire county, maybe even several counties. But you will live here. With our financial support. Meanwhile, we will take your Ilich Sanchez idea and release all of Colorado, and the nation, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chopper. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as locomotive engineer and designer of the new post. Erin fairly leapt at the prospect to escort Cpl. Flint around. Poor guy, I thought. He does n't remain firm a chance !

I went back to the family and told the noblewoman and the baby about the conversation. Jessie spit up a little, but I did n't charter that as a negatively charged. Gayle, however was a niggling different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these Army guys walk-in in here and take over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about shitheads that live off the government tit ? ``

Well, shit, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a proficient deal.

'' Babe, '' I said, trying to voice hopeful. `` We have to connect with others. We have to get rid of these zombies. We need medicinal drug, more nutrient, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my kids, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able to produce, and become something early than just semi-starving zombie fighter aircraft ! We do n't experience to go back to the old fashion of pure greed and avarice, but maybe we can seduce a better earthly concern this meter. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this shite up. I do n't want to be beholden to the ground forces, either. But I feel the practiced way to improve the mankind is to get involved, be the one on the inside and guide insurance and change. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the relaxation of the earthly concern dies completely ... ''

What the roll in the hay did I just say ? I do n't want rattling, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie fever, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't want you leaving us. point the United States Army how to establish 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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IV solar day later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'U. S. Army uniform. Already had a ribbon on it, too. Red, white, and blue stripes with a'Z'in the middle of it. I got several Seth of camo also, as did everyone in townspeople. But the colonel said I should don this for my formal generalization and savoir-faire to the town.

I stepped out into the mob room of my adobe castle to see what the ma'am thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

wolf whistle. Catcalls. clenched fist pumps. And that was from sister Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' Turn around Mr., '' ordered Lorrie. She and Gayle and Erin made appreciative noises.

'' It has to be done, '' Gayle said as she began moving towards me.

'' Definitely, '' added Erin, also moving.

'' Cover me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to address the troops in ... fifteen minutes ! ``

'' This wo n't carry that long, '' 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 teat out. Staring me down, she lifted her nipple to her back talk and began to breastfeed her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't ask long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my ally pansy Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

Comments welcomed !