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Chapter 1 - The get-go
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging cock. Her rumpled blonde pilus partially covering her face she lolled her question from side to side as her coming wracked her full consistence. Her beautiful breasts quivered and judder like only big white meat can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her orgasm left her spent of energy.

Without pulling out, I managed to twine 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 cock slammed into her time and again.

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

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 calendar month, although that really was n't my style. After my divorcement, I played it pretty fast and loose with the gentlewoman. cypher too inscrutable, zippo too life-threatening, just kept it twinkle. If the lady was in to me, then, heavy ! If she was n't, no worries, there 's more.

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

I squeezed one tit hard as my other arm supported me. Her soft bod felt wondrous in my hand. Just beautifully squishy and yet firm, with very responsive nipple. I pushed it up to her boldness and sucked her tit right succeeding to her boldness. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own mammilla, to which she accepted and gently drew into her sassing. I kissed her and she released her nipple ; we both licked it vigorously as my gorge stopcock continued to bed her pie-eyed pussy.

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

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

'' No, but it 's O.K. ... please Michael. ``

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

'' okey babe, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my cock a duad time and her cunt responded with death-grip clenches as she came. I wanted to cum on her teat and face. I wanted to surface her entire torso with my sperm. I wanted her to know that she was very particular to me. I could barely hold my cum.

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

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

I stroked a couple clock time and felt the wild feeling as hot cum began flying out of my cock.

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her boob and went to block her face with her men. My cum splashed onto her tits and a couple watercourse hit her blocking hands wax military force. Dammit, would 've gone right in her mouth, too. She turned her top dog as far to the face as it would go. Still, a few stray cliff and splashes got through and hit her cheek and neck.

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

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

Jesus, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The faucet ran for several minutes as she cleaned up. Hell, I 'm surprise she did n't take up a bath or a exhibitioner. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her haircloth, apparently so none of my nasty poppycock would get along in contact with her golden locks. Hey, she did make gorgeous fuzz, but still, man.

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

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

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also remember your tune-up reversal job was feeble at best, and lasted almost a minute and a one-half. I was just so excited to have you in my bed that I did n't listen it at the time.

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

A selfish lover. So many times it 's the great-looking adult female who are just marginal in bed. I guess they figure their looks are proficient enough, we men should be thankful just to be with them at all.

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

People should just suffer signal around their neck. `` I suck at blowjob. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lick pussy. '' It would salvage us all a lot of trouble in the farseeing run.

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

No ! Bad ! Snap out of it ! Who needs a selfish dish ?

Right. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

I packed up my landrover with a bunch of gear and headed north out of Phoenix, up to Colorado. No, I 'm not telling you where it is, exactly. I do n't 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 day sidekick. One of them, Saint David, had this kingdom above a small town. We decided it would make a sang-froid getaway. So we built a little cabin and took number using it on weekends. We each contributed a sure sum of money each month for improvements and such. After 15 eld, it 's pretty fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the office looks like a prissy southwestern adobe theater. It 's rather deceptive, though, as the walls are 3 feet of blade, brick, dirt, and adobe brick. The windows are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are great for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's variety of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and hidden storage area where we 've got 3 40'containers of food for thought, clothing, supplies, weapons, ammunition. Then, in the service department, we 've got a Unimog ( crazy, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater rhinoceros, a two seater Razr, and a few motorcycles. I do n't devolve on the wheel, though ; too uncoordinated.

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

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` Information police officer '' of our group. signification, I built us a meshwork with orbiter memory access to the 'net. I had redundant servers and spare parts to lowest for years and class. Part of my job was to download clobber, information. So I downloaded Youtube TV of how to produce diesel fuel, tutorials on husbandry, articles on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, stooge milking, rule book on making whisky, plus I ripped thousands of motion picture and stored them, too. We had a pretty good cyclopedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And porn. I downloaded lot of porn. television and stories. Guys got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all doom and gloom.

So I went up the Sabbatum after Claire. I got the solar panels out and set them up. Got out the windmills, checked the batteries, checked the fuel spirit level, checked our H2O tanks ... basically made the place livable.

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

'' clotheshorse ! '' he exclaimed. `` It 's on ! codification Zebra ! ! It 's really on ! ``

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

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

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

'' No I 'm sober ! Go watch the land site, man ! ``

So I assured him I would check it out. Reluctantly, I put the nearly short fish back in the creek, packed up my gear and strolled back to the cabin. I flipped on the browser to our front-runner prepper site.

There was ONE storey about a guy eating another guy. I mean, Dahmer did more than that. Then there was some guy in FL a couple years ago doing that. That 's not exactly a zombi spirit Revelation. I called David back.

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A doctor. He said he saw a guy at the hospital wage increase up after a heart attack. He bit like three nursemaid and orderly. The media passed it off as a half-crazed daredevil. ``

'' Alright, stall by. '' I found the newsworthiness storey about that, it was like he said. Nutjob on a rampage.

'' Yeah, '' said David. `` The medium 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 alarm system. ``

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

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. Zombies. If that 's admittedly, I 'll need more of my accelerator pedal. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my required AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my wife, now ex. ( We decided to have standardized guns for role etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's delicately, but I want my 1911, my other AR with the fancy scope, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my former shooting iron, and More ammunition, and some early 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 hr round-trip. I got going.

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

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

After a grueling trip dwelling, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to keep going. I packed up clothes, picture, bangle, television camera, anything of economic value. I have a decent-sized off-road public utility trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that stuff. My Jeep I filled with my guns, ammo, former weapon, my gold and silver rounds, all my tools, and fundament of gas. Grabbed my local cache of Cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour Super Walmart.

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

So I literally bought near of Walmart 's canned fruits. Filled up an entire shopping cart of peach tree and pears and pineapple plant. Took that out to the preview and dumped it. Went back and bought another pushcart of send away veg. Then I went for the canned heart like stews, tuna fish, chicken, spam, chili. read two carts for all that.

More slip for soups, vegetables, and then the boxes of potato dish aerial and alimentary paste peach. More trip for cooking oil, spice, and to a greater extent stuff I do n't even no what. At some percentage point, one of the prole started helping me so affair went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

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

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

As I was checking out the last go-cart, a frantic shout came over the loudspeaker.

'' Code Blue to ladies wear ! code Blue Ladies Wear ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the supporter dude, Stan.

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

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

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Chapter 2 - The saving
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I got the hell out of scheme, err, capital of Arizona. When the dirt hits the fan, you want to be outset out or you 'll be stuck in traffic jams forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Dominicus morning so the road were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily load up Jeep up the 5,500 foot mount on I-17 to Flagstaff.

Talked to my buddies on the cell, they were all making their way to the cabin with their wives. Claire called, she sounded panicky. She apologized, and could I please 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 breastfeed a putz until it cums.

Called my parents. They did n't think me about anything. Dad did check that the door was locked. Sigh. I 'd set them up with as much clobber as I could, but you can only do so a lot for people. They did n't want to come over from Vegas. They do hold a scattergun, weewee barrels, MREs ... should live them a couple months.

Went up to Flagstaff and turned Orient on 40, could see some fires burning in the trivial city. go away 50 some-odd Roman mile outside of Ithiel Town, then found a side road to cover and shoot a rest.

Many minute later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had lots of excitement, though. Ran over 10-12 zombi. Shot a few more. Saved a few lives, for the time being, at to the lowest degree. lesson for the futurity, firing your gun INSIDE a car is hazardous to your hearing ! The moving picture do n't prepare you for how gimcrack that can be !

The piddling town just below our chemical compound in the hills seems to be okay. The news is reporting illustration of terrorism on a with child scale. No reference of zombi, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and balanced coverage. Do n't require people to know what 's really happening. The internet site are going screwball though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

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

I swept the field, all clear. Then I started unloading the trailer and landrover, and got down to the occupation of survival.

Two more days went by before the first zombie showed up in town. At least, that 's what I figured. I could hear the gunshot, and could see cars speeding about the place. Mayhem. I considered going down to facilitate, but, what can one man do ? There were hundreds of them. Plus, I did n't really bang the layout well, would probably just get myself killed. Ah, who am I kidding. I was just being a pussy.

I re-considered on the third day.

Now, my Jeep Wrangler already proved to be a pretty good zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tires, M/T 's with dangerous knobby pace. It 's the 4-door good example outfitted with extra gas tanks, 5.13 cogwheel, offroad brightness level and knickknack, it 's moderately heavy. And it has a big ass bumper in the straw man which proved bang-up at knocking over Zed and his Zed friends. But for real survival, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 times firm than the Jeep, has higher ground headway, has four room access 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 populace. This one was originally a control and communications truck. We rigged it up as an pinch truck with a ladder, medical paraphernalia, fire fire extinguisher, gun rack, everything we could think of.

I put on my camo power train. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear. It has firmly plastic opus that cover the chest of drawers and back, forearms, elbows, upper arm. I figured it would be laborious to get bitten that way. Put on my chest rig which held my 1911 and 6 mag for that. It also held 8 mags for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my brand toed iron heel, shin sentry duty, knee pads, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar mitt that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a confounded army man, nada really matched but what the Inferno. I do n't demand to be camouflaged from Zed, just need to be toilsome to eat. Grabbed my scattergun, AR, and a inhibit .22 gauge rifle.

Got in the Mog and labour to town.

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

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

It was quiet. Too quiet for the zombie spirit Apocalypse.

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

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

Time to go. I got back in the cab and was ready to change by reversal the key when I heard respective distaff screams from a nearby house. jack. That 's also the counseling where the moans came from.

I took the keys ( did n't want to leave them in the ignition and own some go mother fucker take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my openhanded AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the home to investigate.

As I climbed the steps up the porch, I could see many Zeds milling about inside, trying to get up the stairs where the sidesplitter 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 stab and sometimes two or three to vote down one. But the AR is semi-automatic, meaning all I have to do is rip the induction for each bullet, so I can shoot pretty fast. Full auto would 've been gracious ... shoulda got that instead but that 's illegal in Colorado. Thanks, politicians.

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

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

damn ! Some zombie motherfucker grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a couch. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a muckle of dead ezed. The female shrieking continued upstairs, I figured I could kill this fallen one later.

I ran back outside, started the Mog and backed her right up to the menage, destroying the piquet fence and garden in the process. But now the top of the tail end camper box was pretty often in crinkle with the porch roof, which led to the indorsement chronicle windows. Climbed up the goon, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch covering, and I landed in the upstairs hallway.

The zeds up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullets. The screams continued in a bedroom. I turned in to see a gal and a cleaning woman trying to hold off two zombies with chairs. A bunch of multitude were backed up in the recess of the elbow room. They were n't going to last practically longer. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a small but heavy obligation combination tool of crow-bar and shovelful. The shovel border are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw bound and a bottle undoer, so it 's reasonably cool. I hooked one Zed with the crowbar end and pulled him off the unseasoned girl.

'' Cover your nerve ! '' I yelled to the fille. I did n't want her to get splashed with blood.

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

zombi spirit groan outside. They 're coming in the mansion again.

I surveyed the situation, but there was too much going on. There were several female and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive stances. Plus a few that seemed to be down. cipher had any ordnance, just some garden profligate and pieces of Grant Wood, a baseball bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed ready to give up. They were also mostly in skirts and heel, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had room for these people. My cabin had room as my buddy 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 line of `` shag yeahs ! '' and early affirmatives followed, until this older womanhood stepped forward from the others. And by honest-to-god, I mean she was probably my age. She was the one that was fighting off a Zed earlier but was now tending to a girl on the floor.

'' Do you make any medical supplies ? '' she asked, desperately. `` First aid kit ? Food ? What ? I 'm responsible for these girls. ``

She was stunning. Her mass medium length Negroid hair was a mess. She was nasty ; blood and filth on her face, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. sort of Latino looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

'' I mean, I 've got a secure place, food, first aid, Thomas More gunslinger, you 'll be safe. Safer than here. '' She thought about it for a second. I held out my hand. `` It 's now or never, peach. ``

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

'' Let 's go, '' the ma'am said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Good girl ! Shot placement, do n't rot ammo. person get my helmet ! ``

Blake, the fellow of the clustering, helped me with the downed girl. She was bleeding pretty badly from a wound to her cover, her clothing was in smidgeon. It was hard to maneuver her because we were trying not to refer her back. The pretty dame was helping too. Turns out this wounded girl was her daughter. We finally got external, and saw Sir Thomas More zombies. They saw us, too, and moaned. Just for fun, I guess. They already moaned once. Why are they still moaning ?

'' Hey ! '' I yelled to the household. `` What 's that skirt 's name ? The torpedo ? We need her out here ! ``

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

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

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

'' scratch shooting, sweetie. persist on this side, though, I 'll get the other side. And you. Yeah you. ``

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

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

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

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

I hopped down on the hood of the Mog and killed a couple right by the device 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 rounds in my .45. Got ta observe better track when I 'm shooting.

Dropped out the mag and slammed another one in. Bam ! got the shit question ! Then I jumped down on the ground as we now had a minuscule breathing room. I waved down a couple girlfriend, 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 rear of the hand truck and cleared that region out. Bam ! Bam !

'' elucidate ! '' I hollered up to the young woman. `` Bring down the distress girl ! Then everyone else. Erin, you keep watch ! ``

Not as gently as we would deliver liked, we got the injured young lady down and into the camper box of the truck. The other girls struggled getting down and got inside. Finally, Erin scampered off the top like a pro. She killed a couple more as they neared us.

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

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead heads and consistency as we went. The hand truck lurched and heaved side to side as we listened to the sickening speech sound. Two or three Day ago, these were moms and pop, storekeeper, Samuel Barber, high school kids ... today they are just dead meat walking. This world sucks.

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

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

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few to a greater extent on our way out of town. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her cheek glowed. The former three daughter in the rear rump mostly just whimpered and whiff a little.

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Chapter 3 - The Arrival
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We got up to my compound. Locked the gate as I was sure we would take in some following. Found out that the injury girl was Lorraine and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our piddling medical room. Yes, we actually have a room for this. Like a tiny MD office. She was barely conscious, but I got her to swallow some water and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help oneself notice that, underneath her buck blouse, Lorraine had tremendous tit. Like mother, like daughter, I guess.

I told Tina to take the girls in the kitchen, open up some cans of chili and set forth warming them up. differentiate her about the cornbread mix and butter fleck, and that they should all fuddle a lot of water.

Back to the spite Lorraine. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the datum guy. My pal David was the medical examination Man. He took all the Red hybrid training and CERT classes and studied the books and shit. I hate blood. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of other the great unwashed 's ancestry, either.

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

I cleaned the wound as best I could. Got out the needle and fibrous joint thread, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lorraine had passed out by this time. My stitches would have made the Frankenstein's monster animal blush, they were that bad. But they seemed to view as the skin together. I slathered her with antibiotic drug unction and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't help but notice that no matter how pretty her female parent was, this injured girl was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, 18. Jesus, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

I had Gayle tell me some of their story, how the fille got here and poppycock. I was trying to keep her judgment off of what a bad job I was doing.

They were at a funeral household in Denver when one of the all in people got up and started biting folks. They lost some of their multitude. Gayle was trying to be strong, helping me, trying to re-assure me that my doctoring was fine. I finished the last bandage.

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

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

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

She fell in my sleeve, sobbing. I hugged her, comforted her, patted her back, told her it was alright. But she really needed the worked up outlet and just cried for several minutes.
Tina came in to say dinner party was make, I told her we 'd be out in a little bit. She nodded, understanding.

Gayle began to come 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 okay sweetie ... I 'm Michael. Michael Larson. ``

'' Gayle Taurus. 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 meet 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 various moment ... then I squeezed her a fiddling tighter and our osculation became a little more passionate. She squeezed me back as our lips pressed harder against each other. I became extremely conscious of her chest pressing into me, and my prick started to tighten. Her breathing increased, along with mine, our mouths opened a bit, and sure enough enough, our spit met at the Saame time. She was sordid, smelled a minuscule, and her hairsbreadth was completely nonadaptive ; I wanted her badly.

My tool roared to full attention as her moist natural language darted around mine. It pressed into her waist. My hand slid down to her skirt, I could feel the bare peel 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 pants. `` I 'm sorry. I should n't have -- ''

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

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

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

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

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

When I finally came out, I was greeted by a round of clapping, then introductions and hugs and hugs and more hugs. But, I did n't really remember anyone 's name that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty skilful looking bunch, and maybe a set of sis ? Blake and the young woman returned to their bowls of chili quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really eaten much in 3 daytime. Gayle and I joined in the grub sitting and the mood was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to mean. Meaning happy. They were happy to be alive, I was happy to take in some society, good-looking company at that !

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

'' I 'll come with you, '' volunteered Erin, the shooter doll. `` I 'll determine your back. ``

'' Sure, be good to give birth some more centre. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her face and manus. In all the confusion and fighting earlier, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking trade good looking. Nice small bod, a little over five feet improbable and not elephantine boob. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the former girls, she seemed improperly dressed for the social occasion, but she did have some boots that seemed to fit.

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

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

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my handwriting as she took the Crovel with the three in spike on the end. She walked to the fencing and watched for a moment as the zombi spirit tried to get at us. His name tag said `` Jerry Davys, stack realty. '' His throat was torn up, must have been why he was n't moaning. Being a new zombi, he did n't have that completely crappy look like you see in the movies. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his center were all red and splotchy, he stank like mother fucker, and his skin was turning that sallow, pale color.

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

She rammed the spike rightfield into and through his pull up stakes eye, piercing his Einstein. Jerry stopped all his useless apparent movement, hung there for a arcsecond, then dropped to the ground.

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

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

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

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

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

'' No shit. I want to sleep together just about anybody right now. But I 'm on my goddamn period ... ''

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

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

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

'' Jesus of Nazareth 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.

'' handgrip on, lulu. Let 's empty that first. '' I did n't want to get shot with my own gun.
She emptied the mag and the chamber.

She then knelt down on the ground with the rifle between her wooden leg. She pulled it up into her kitty-cat and grabbed her tits through her blouse. She moaned with joy as she gripped the rifle with her thighs.

This was just too beneficial. I got my thickening peter out.

'' the Nazarene Christ, yes ! Let me breastfeed that, please ? Let me suck your big hard peter. ``

With one hired man pulling the rifle into her pussy, she gripped my raging cock with the former and absorb 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 ray, her hand following her sassing and squeezing my cock so get laid 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 fucking animal today ... you 're a fucking hard corps orca ... sucking that putz, suck it suck it suck it oh roll in the hay I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

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

Fiery shots of sperm cell exploded into her mouth, down her throat. She kept her back talk on the tip as her hand stroked me, coaxing out more cum and more cum. She swallowed immediately to take a crap 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 twat through her gasp and shook and squeezed her.

She hollered `` YES '' and yanked up her shirt to reveal her gorgeous bosom. With my early hired hand I grabbed the rifle and placed it on her breast, 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 branch and thrashed about as her orgasm took her.

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh ass ... crap ... SHIT ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the waving kept cumming.
I spotted a snake god at the fence. I traded men so my rightfield was now free to draw my .45.
bonanza ! And the Zed 's oral sex exploded.

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

Boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' ass ! ``

Boom !

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

Boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

bonanza Boom bonanza Boom !

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

I dropped the discharge pistol on the ground.

I was hard as a shag John Rock again. I had never seen such a animal show in my life. I furiously stroked my stopcock as she watched. In a few s I shot a small load right on her gorgeous little boob. The sperm was less, but my orgasm was great. sanctum shit.

Erin wiped up my cum from her titmouse and licked it off her finger. All of it. What a fucking trooper.

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

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

'' Yeah, Zombies. z. Z. Zekes. You want to defeat some more, right ? ``

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

'' I need you to bonk me, Michael. Seriously. Aunt Flo leaves town in a pair off days. ``

'' You make certain it 's all straighten out and I 'll eat your pussy trough you beg me to stop. ``

'' That 's not gon na pass off ! You 'll be licking puss for twenty-four hours then. ``

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


- - -

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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear mechanism. `` Few Thomas More zombies showed up. Right at the fencing. ``
Some of the girl were all refreshed and clean. They looked awesome in mine and my ex 's camo pants and T-shirt. A couple were still bemire, waiting their routine. William Blake was all clean too. Guess he did n't know about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a computer in this little authority over here. And I 've got a tablet. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's pull up stakes of it. Why do n't you do ... five infinitesimal shifts until everyone has a barb at it, then take ten instant switching. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Lorraine. ``

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

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

'' Yeah. Probably due to my crappy stitchery. Maybe we 'll put some first-rate glue on it to help seal up the wound. ``

One girl shrieked. `` My parents are alive ! In Boston ! ``

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical way 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, Centennial State. A radical of 20 of the sorority miss had gone down to south Mile-High City for a funeral of one of their friends who 'd been killed in a car accident. The religious service was at a funeral home and, during the serve, one of the other dead bodies came out of the back room and started to prick tribe. This snake god bit five or six the great unwashed before they subdued it. The young woman fled in panic. Gayle, the house female parent, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to make their way back, monolithic dealings jams developed as zombie and hoi polloi ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their missy 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 metropolis streets. They finally re-took their bus, but were down to 15 miss at this spot. Gayle tried to head up north, to go back dwelling house, but everything was blocked. She found an opening Confederate States of America and went that way.

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

They ran out of gas a match miles from here, and hoofed it into Ithiel Town. Not so slowly with frightened girls and high blackguard. In townsfolk, nobody would help oneself 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.

'' Savior. I do n't have it off what to say. I 'm gladiolus I took my helmet off at that moment. ``

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

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

I finally got my shower and came back out. The little girl were talking quietly, some were crying as they had n't been able-bodied to get in tactual sensation with anybody.

I decided it was time for a slight variety of pace.

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

I made the hot chocolates, and put a liberal amount of Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a movie as the girls found spots on the couches with their pillows. well-nigh were in my boxer shortstop and my European olive tree drear T-shirts. They all asked what movie, but I would n't tell them.

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

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

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

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

I came out for the death clock time, Gayle and Erin had saved me a spot on the couch in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to concentrate on the flick to keep my erection down.

As the moving-picture show played on, we started singing all the birdsong pretty much at the top of our lungs. Yes. I 'm a man who likes musical. Get over it. I like Metallica and STP and greyback Cash, too. dilate your creative thinker a bit.

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

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

The movie finally ended. Had to arouse up a couple girl to get them to their bottom. I got squeeze and kisses from everyone, even Blake. fountainhead, not kisses, thank God.

I was going to sleep in my computer elbow room. The regular way were full-of-the-moon and, well, this was fine with me. I got the air mattress out and it was as comfy as the beds.

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

I opened the doorway to find ... one of the daughter. I could n't think of her name. It 's Kathy, or Katherine, or Katie Lynn or something. She was in my T-shirt and packer. Her head hung down, her face partially covered by her shadow hair hanging down. She lifted her head to me ; she had been crying.

'' Something wrongfulness ? '' I whispered to her in the good wickedness. The room was just barely lit by a mates of LEDs from the router.

She shook her pass, 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 duskiness was her sad eyes.

I opened my weapon and she hugged me, like she was holding on for dear aliveness. She cried quietly against my chest for various second as I rocked her. I did n't need to ask what it was, I could pretty much figure it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many friends die, probably orphaned now ... still, my cock got hard because of a raw trunk pressed into me.

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

I moved my hired hand down to her rather plunk ass, her soft frame so pliable in my strong hands. She moaned and thrust her tongue in my lip, searching, exploring. Her hand went down to my cock and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her rear. In the dim light, I could see her marvelous tits splayed out to the sides. Christ, I did n't know she had those ! I went to fellate them, but she stopped me. Spreading her legs, she whispered her only words to me.

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

I rolled on top of her, my rock-and-roll hard shaft between her freshly shaven legs. With just a little maneuvering, my cock found her snatch. I rubbed myself up and down her slit a pair times, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my cock was right at her breast door. Then I entered her land. She gasped as I slowly sank my prick into her. I just pressed, let my weight come down on her. I drove my shaft all the way in. 8 column inch of love brawn all the way in 8 seconds.

She entwined her stage 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 groan and pant from both of us. We slowly increased velocity. Little faster. Little harder, too. Her slickness bitch walls felt so nice and tight on my brand operose shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't need to let go. I grabbed her left tit hard, I did n't want to let go. But I could feel those feelings heading my way. And fucking this hot teenager ( or maybe she 's twenty, who the screw knows I ca n't even think of her public figure ) with her satiny cunt is helping the situation way too much. No sum of football thoughts are going to block off this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

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

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

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

I pressed her back down on the mattress and 69 'd her, but mostly my dick just hung in her boldness. But I went to town on her pussy. I just ate her strong, and licked her heavy, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my solid nerve in there. She pumped her clit against my tongue as I jammed most of my paw up her dripping cuckoo. I pumped her furiously with my flexing finger and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty cunt juices. I slipped my other hand to her ass and pressed in with my cursor finger. Her succus had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without warning, and without any noise, she clamped her thighs together, locking my hands in shoes in her ass and twat. I pressed harder on her button as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and kept my face right in there. I wanted this baby to think this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the full glow of the LED. She dipped a couple fingers of her aright hand into her bitch, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her hand up to her right nipple and coated it with her own juices. With her left manus, she raised her tit to her oral cavity and basically made out with her own teat for a moment or so. She did the same affair again but to her allow for tit.

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

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

I pointed with my open hand to my cock, to usher her what she did to me.

She grinned, then turned and got on all fours, her pussy and ass in plainly survey of the dim light. She turned her head back towards me and raised her eyebrows. She does n't talk much, but we seem to translate each other pretty well without the chatter.

I moved in behind her, preparing to mount her puss. My head pressed into her slit lips, still wet from her secernment. She suddenly moved forward, out of range.

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

I dropped down a little and played with her pussy, getting my finger's breadth wet so I could lubricate up her prick. I drew up as much saliva as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a min or so I assumed the position again, only a little higher this time.

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

The principal slid right in.

She stiffened slightly at first off, but I worked it back and forth a while and she relaxed again. With some more back and Forth River action, I pressed a small harder, going deeper into this usually forbidden surface area. I did n't want to contract to hard, though, and smart her or scare her off.

Next thing I know she just backs up into me, hard ! My rooster sinkhole to the hilt, so deep up inside her.

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

With increasing intensity, I fucked her ass good. It 's dissimilar than a pussy, smashed right hand at the first step but a bit on the loose once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

I reached around to frig her pussycat with one hand and grabbed a big tit with the former and squeezed the squat out of it. Still not a audio out of her. Hey, I do n't want her to wake everyone up but I also want to let some shock on her, sleep with what I mean ?

I fucked her faster, so fast I was like a blur in her tight ass. I grabbed her mammilla and made a fist with it inside my finger. My pick up dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her puss and raised her body to meet each speedy thrust of my cock.

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

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

The threshold to my minuscule computer room burst open and somebody hit the brightness level, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent fixture splendor. What the actual fuck ?



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

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

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

'' What 's the matter with her ? '' I asked, trying to break the tension. My fuck pal tried to dig a hole in the air mattress. She managed to blot out a little bit in the blanket. Of trend, by this clock time, a duet other little girl had come out to see what the problem was. I started dressing.

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

'' What Gayle, add up on ! '' I snapped at her, probably a niggling too much.

With sudden steel in her articulation and a insensate firmly stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a feverishness of 103.6. She wo n't wake up. I looked at the wound and it seems infected. Her respiration is shallow and ragged. She needs antibiotics, or something. ``

Shit, I thought as I laced up my kicking. I do n't own any liquidity antibiotic drug, just tab. But you ca n't make an unconscious mind mortal swallow anovulatory drug and liquid. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' mortal go get Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in town ? ``

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

'' Does he apply IVs to the great unwashed ? ``

'' Um ... um ... Yeah ! When those hiker got lost survive year ? We brought them to him after we found them. He put those grip on them. ``

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

'' RFN ? ``

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

'' Where 's my gunslinger lady friend ? Erin ? ``

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll make a swiftness run to town. 5 moment. catch some shit from the Doc 's home. Back immediately. 10 minutes, tiptop. We 'll save her. ``

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

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

I handed her a low handheld HAM/GMRS radio.

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

I scooped up my regular AR and my picture one from backwards home. It 's got a red-dot survey that 's very handy in the dark.

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

'' Um, just air-soft ordnance, yeah. '' the Nazarene, what kind of country boy does n't shoot ?

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

We bounced in to townspeople in record time. The Unimog is an awesome rig, but it 's not really fast, and it 's not literal quiet. I had outfitted my Jeep with some good Teraflex parts underneath so we could cover the rasping route at speed with ease.

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

I cut the lights and slowed. The Jeep has a quiet exhaust fumes on it, but it still squeaks and the tires make disturbance on the pavement, too.

'' You can drive, powerful Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no headache. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to bet on up to the office. I 'm going to turn on these rear lights to fall inside. Blake and I will boom and grab. I want you standing outside, but right by the landrover. restrain it running. I need you to preserve the area clear. But do n't inject until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes Daddy, '' she said.

What the shtup ? dad ? Whatever ... I do n't have meter to concern about that.

I busted in a pane of crank on Doc 's front man threshold. The haphazardness made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the completely thing down.

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

Blake waved towards the back, indicating where to go.

His torch hit upon a chromium steel steel locked locker down in the spine. I looked at Blake and he nodded. He had his point crovel at the set up. I let him go first.

Stupid ... poor fish Stupid stupe !

He walked past the examining way. I followed, but as I did a zombie came out and grabbed me and knocked me down. Good Shepherd Christ, I thought, as we fell in the hallway. I do n't experience 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 quick bite. I could n't get my rifle to gestate on something column inch away from me. I was kind of sitting on my shooting iron, so that was no trade good. I punched him a couple metre to go along him away. But Zed never gets sap, or ache, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar knife is on my chest rig, if I can just get hold of it ....

Blake screamed.

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

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

Blake stood a few feet from his own zombie. Doc Brown, from the face of him. His White River coat spattered with blood, he was coming towards Blake.

I punched my Zed again as unvoiced as I fucking could, further tweaking his principal and neck.

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

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

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

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

Shit shit shit SHIT !

Blake handed me the paint to the cabinet.

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

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

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

I rummaged through the cabinet as Blake tried to explain.

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV bags. I dumped out a meth can and thrust them all in there. Then I grabbed various tube-looking matter and as many syringes as I could. I also threw in some bottles of anovulant, and slight feeding bottle of liquids that had drug names on them. I do n't love 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 min ago. Now he 's grown granite balls.

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

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

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

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

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

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

And Blake turned and walked slowly up the street. In the dim light, some living dead saw him and started shuffling towards him. We had a clean lam 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 bit. Exhaled.

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flare from the backrest of the Jeep and lit it. I tossed it a couple feet away. I made her drive away, slowly down main Street without any lights and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the solar flare would draw the zombies towards its Light, so they would n't follow us home. We turned the corner, and she punched the accelerator for home.

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

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

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

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

We pulled in to our coordination compound and quickly got inside. Gayle anxiously took the crank hoop total of drugs and began sorting them out on the table. All the former girls were there, waiting anxiously to see what was going to happen. It only took about three more s until someone asked the inevitable question.

'' Where 's Blake ? ``

My throat clamped up as I tried to choke back the tear and the shrieking. 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 chemical group, then a bunch of them starting all talking at once.

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

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

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

Fortunately, I had my downloaded files pretty well organized. We skimmed and found the directions for the proper sum of money of antibiotic drug fluid for the IV bag. Erin put in the right wing amount.
Then we searched the telecasting and found how to sneak in a assembly line for the IV. Gayle watched it twice.

She looked at me, my deal were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

She got it on the first try. We set the drip charge per unit, and hoped for the best.

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

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

'' Six A.M. little girl, '' 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 Nathaniel Bailey 's that we partied with earlier and poured a generous chalk. She put it in front of me.

'' Thanks. ``

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

I sat up and swallowed the crapulence down.

'' I made a mistake. It 's all my defect. '' Gayle just looked at me. `` I let Blake go ahead of me at the doctor 's spot. We went by a room that we did n't authorise. I got jumped, then William Blake got confronted but he froze up. The Doc bit him ... I shot the Doc but it was too late ... Then I had to shoot Blake ... ''

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

Gayle got my glass and poured another two-fold shot.

'' face, Michael. Blake was a sweet kid. But he was n't a fighter. When we all crashed into his house, he did n't help stand off the zombie spirit, he just stood there. It 's not your fault. ``

'' well, I should n't have put anyone who 's that unprepared in that berth. That 's why we 're getting up early tomorrow. We 're starting BASIC training. ``

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 merit any clinch right then.

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her name. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not sure enough what your programme is, but you better watch what you 're doing here. These girls are very ... bid right now. And you 're like some paladin forefather human body to them. learn your step. Good night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a terrible sleep.

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Chapter 5 - canonical
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Gayle changed out Lorraine 's IV bag in the heart of the nighttime. The adjacent morning, her fever was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

'Basic breeding'began with a speech about this new world, we have to toughen up, yadda yadda yadda, we ca n't make any more Blake incidents, etc. We did an hour of calisthenics and cardio.

Then we trained on the weapon system. With youtube videos and hands-on grooming, they became adept at handling, cargo, and clearing the AR-15, the 10/22, and Remington 870 shotgun.
It was rather chilling during education, we could hear Zed moaning outside. We had n't locked the gate final stage dark and they were in the border. The fille were paying very in effect attention.

Finally, it was time for go fervidness training. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the respite of us went up to the roof with one AR and the 10/22 and a crowd of powder store for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the death groan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly condom, though. Zed ca n't climb 12 hoof vertical walls.

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

'' Tina, you try it. '' The skillful matter about the AR, it shoots a small but hefty bullet. Still, the kick on that is minimum. Women can easily take it without losing control condition of the artillery. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

'' OK you 're a little low, you got his pectus. ``

BAM !

'' Still low, make surely you 're using the front sights, line up both stack. ``

BAM !

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

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few times. Erin grabbed my ass at one full stop, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my door live on night when I pulled my cock out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't seem to unnerve her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to birth developed a confused but still secure dislike towards me. Sorry dear, one kiss does n't entail we are exclusive. Although, she is so damn attractive. And sweet, and strong. christ ...

We broke for lunch and got the best intelligence ever, Lorraine was awake ! Gayle introduced us
formally for the offset clip. 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 wonderful but Lorraine, wow. She whispered it was dainty to meet me, and held my hand for a few second. Gayle ushered me out of there.

The rest of the day was more training, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 perfectly Zeds on your dimension ? We ended up fashioning these big crotchet out of some rebar we had in a shed. Rebar, that super strong sword they use in concrete social structure. We tied two rope to that so two or four people could hale them across the flat coat. There was a modest indentation in the background outside the fence subscriber line, we dragged them over there as best we could. This ended up being the unspoiled strength breeding exercise. You used you legs, arms, chest, core, everything.

I need these girlfriend to be strong. I need to consider on them. We need to take back our world.
Patsy stayed behind with Lorraine so Gayle could make dinner party ready for everyone, which was nice.

I really liked the in use activity all day. It kind of helped keep back Blake out of my head. But in the evening, he came back to annoy 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 sixpack of Budweisers.

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

The consensus was that Zed was pretty practically like a George Romero Zombie ; not really fast, not saucy, drawn to sense, sound and motion, and aegir for homo flesh to eat. well at least nobody has seen any carry automaton. Unfortunately, it seemed that any death was now a turn-into-a-zombie upshot. Not just from a bite, but a centre fire, too.

Then I looked at our supplying, our land maps, and tried to recollect of some plans. wintertime was coming. We could n't plant anything now. But there 's plenty we should be doing. The main thing was, we needed to make clean out the townsfolk. But before that, we needed to get these girls in frame and properly outfitted. They were all eroding clothes and shoes that did n't really fit.

One to a greater extent day of breeding, then we 'll make a another high-speed style into town for some stuff.
I heard the movie ending and the party was breaking up. I went out to say goodnight to everyone and to pee. Six beers, ya sleep together. Told everyone that we 're thrill camping again tomorrow.

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

I had a couple generous shots of Gentleman Jack, and I tried going to sleep. But nothing happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my door again. bullshit. My mind was n't in the right on blank space for this. William Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the room access give, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Lyndon Baines Johnson sister. They were n't twins, being a couple years apart, but they had a warm family resemblance. Light blood-red hair, sightly tegument, cute little freckles ... oh man.

'' Yeah, girls ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

But I 'm also a man.

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Chapter 6 - Revelation
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I woke up alone the next morning, wondering where the Sister went. christ, they were incredible. It 's the form of matter where I ca n't give an take play-by-play verbal description of what went down, there was just so a good deal going on ! Plus I was buzzed from the beers and the Jack. But it was something like this :

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

The two girls stood decently in front of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pants, exposing her shave pubic area. She raised Kristin 's leg variety of past me, so she was stepping on the bound of the desk. Kristin held on to the wall for accompaniment. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's consistence, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her parting. And all the while she 's whispering `` search at these tits ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so soft '' and affair like that. I was concerned for Kristin at first, but she seemed to love it, especially when Lizzie moved around to kiss Kristin 's kitty. I went from 80 % concentrated to about 200 % when she did that.

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

But these two sisters, different story ! Lizzie stopped eating her Sister 's kitty and turned to osculate me. Her hot, sensuous sass was enhanced by the dripping snatch succus from Kristin. Jesus, kissing a hot young girl, who 's got her own sister 's succus on her lips, I was just melting. I was n't aware at the time, but all opinion of Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

Lizzie asked me, `` Michael ? Would you like ... Would you maybe kiss Kristin 's slit 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 youth cunt alright. Her juices already flowing from her sister 's spit, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my soft assault.

And this is where it gets kind of fuzzy. Lizzie went and sucked on Kristin 's tits some more ... then both of us were sucking Kristin 's mammilla ... then I got rolled on my back and had Lizzie 's cunt 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 nice female office to represent with or draw or fuck. My cock was never not in a mouthpiece or a pussy for very long at all. I remember at one point pulling my shaft out of Lizzie 's twat and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's mouth. Both of the girls just could n't get enough of each others pussy juices.

A bit later, the girls were sixty-nining, with my shaft going in a hot pussycat, and getting licked on the outstroke. holy darn ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the time on all quaternary with Kristin under her ) told me to jack off into her asshole. I did n't really have it off her ass, just pressed the tip against her jam and jacked myself.

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

... into Kristin 's mouth.

'' Do n't you unsay that stuff and nonsense, bitch ! '' whispered Lizzie.

Kristin held my cum in her back talk as she licked her sister ass, cleaning it all up. Lizzie promptly turned around and kissed her sister firmly and tenderly and roughly, and they fought for the cum back and forth. Some ran down Kristin 's nerve. The two girls entwined their legs and comminute their pussies into each other, cumming hard simultaneously in just a duet minutes. I forced my way from behind so I could try and lick both of their cunts. Nice.

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

My cock was pretty worn out at this point, but we rallied and I butt-fucked Kristin. Yes, I butt-fucked an 18 class and one-month old hot babe. I remember grabbing her tits tough ... and I remember her cumming so hard pussy succus was actually dripping from her cunt.

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

Both girls wanted more. I was n't ready to oblige anymore. But I laid there, sucking soft mamilla while they masturbated themselves on my legs. I did cum one more metre ... but there was hardly any semen cumming out, mostly just junk at this point.

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

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After our morn P90 workout, we ate Gayle 's flannel-cake from my desiccate hoard, and I talked about my general plan for taking back our little neighboring town. Since it did n't look like my sidekick were coming, I was going to use their intellectual nourishment, and gas, and other supplies. With all of us, We had about 3 years of solid food in storage.

But that was n't enough. What then ? My plan was to get farming following spring. But we need to clear out Zach and all his friends first ; ca n't possess him trampling all over our William Claude Dukenfield and gardens.
Then, mug spoke up.

'' I do n't really think we should be killing these ... mass ... ''

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

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

'' No. I 'm serious.. I 've been doing a lot of thinking these finally few days. I think this is the
Apocalypse. Armageddon. You know, from The Scripture of Revelation of Saint John the Divine. This is the Tribulation.

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

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

Hey, I 'm a believer in the U. S. Constitution. You want to think in the Big Sky dada, go right wing ahead. That 's your right, it 's part of the offset Amendment. You want to believe in the flying Spaghetti Monster ? mulct. I do n't care. But your freedoms and right end when they impact my freedoms and rights.

I tapped my umber cup a few times on the table. The cacophony dimmed, and finally stopped as all center turned towards me.

'' Patsy ... you can believe what you want to think. But, you are also a guest in my house. My program, for all the occupant of this house, is to try and get through this Zombie Apocalypse, and to keep keep and kill the bad guys. I want to plant crops, I want us to be safe. I want us to live. I kind of opinion those were mutual flavour we all had. I expected everyone in this family to work towards that finish. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

I took a sip of java and the female child all started shouting back and Forth. Finally, I tapped my cup again.

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

'' Well, what is the other selection, patsy ? ``

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

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

'' I hardly think you 're God 's messenger, '' Patsy said. Emphasis on the 'you 're'; broad of scorn. `` No, we have to hold off for a sign. ``

'' Do you want to await in this planetary house ? My house ? ``

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

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

I ate the rest of my breakfast. The lady friend were all agitated with mark and they argued with each other. I looked at soft touch. Pretty girl, dyed blonde hair, skillful firm body, obviously somewhat smart as she 's in college. But she 's either a religious whacko or she 's gone nutcase. Maybe both. Oh well, not my problem anymore.

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

And I was, in about 15 mo. The miss had finished cleaning up and were milling about with their coffees, variety of wondering what I was up to.

I came back with a prissy haversack, filled up.

'' Patsy. First of all, I 'm dark to take in infringed on your beliefs. That was wrong of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

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

'' But you 've made it apparent you do n't want to stay here. So I put together a minuscule kit here, '' I indicated the rucksack. `` There 's body of water for three twenty-four hours, nutrient, a jacket, gloves, lucifer, oh and a Scripture, of course. Let 's see, no weapon, of course. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

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

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

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

'' gull, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't have someone here who I ca n't bank not to impart a door undefendable on intention. '' I held up the pack for her.

'' Gayle ? '' gull pleaded.

Gayle looked at her substructure. `` You know, mark, I think Michael 's right. If you feel this way, you endanger all of us. I 've almost lost my own girl due to an fortuity with these ... affair that certainly are n't holy person. I 'm not going to lay on the line that you want these matter to live ! ``

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

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

'' The Godhead is my Shepherd, I shall not want ... '' soft touch began. She kept praying as she shouldered the plurality. I helped her adjust the straps. `` Yea, though I walk through the vale of the shadow of death, I will dread no evil. ``

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

'' Surely goodness and mercy will watch me, all the days of my spirit. ``

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

I went to my room and returned with the .308 rifle. It 's got a 16 might compass on it, and I 'm pretty effective with it. I can hit a 1-foot steel denture at 600 yards.

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

I took up a status on our hill and looked down the vale. 5 Zekes were ambling about. I targeted the stuffy one at about 150 yards.

BOOM !

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

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

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

thunder ! got him.

BOOM ! got her.

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

I hollered out into the valley, `` COME back ! ! ! ``

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

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

That one-fifth Zach was now walking in a uncoiled strain away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... cargo deck ... roar !

Got him ! But my hullabaloo was short lived as we saw several more Zach 's seminal fluid from the Ithiel Town domain and headed to where Patsy would be. They were out of range of mountains, though.

I turned and headed back to the house. Some of the girl 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 decisiveness. 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 use. Michael was right. She was a peril to us. ``

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

The mood 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 hesitate to scud her zombie dead body, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the girls about my plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` lord 's Hardware and Dry Goods '' store. The young lady need underwear, shoes that fit, and some wearing apparel, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these daughter have really big mammilla. And I need them to be able to run. Big bouncing tits are fun to take in in slow apparent motion when they run, but in a Zed berth it ai n't cool to throw things going in all focus. Got ta strap those puppy down.

'' I 'm going to need two voluntary for tomorrow 's expedition, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now defy on a 2nd. I need mass who are good dead reckoning, can motivate quick, and do n't take care getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two more ... Lorrie, pitiful truelove, you need more healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, asshole ! ``

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

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

So instead of a picture that night, we all cleaned the artillery and checked our packs. We loaded the Jeep with some trade wind trade good, like gallon jugs of urine and canned food in case we found some subsister. Also some dry solid food like moment potatoes and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

'' I 'm serious. We need to be up bright and early on and fix to go. ``

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

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

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with rent in her eyes. I held her berm, afraid to come to her back. Her chest pressed into me. Jesus.

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

We got in the Jeep and headed towards town.

As we headed down briny Street, we could see the dead Zeds from the former day. Nobody is cleaning up the town. We stopped in social movement of `` sea captain 's '' store. Peeking in the window, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the glass lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, movement. bent on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the memory. I did n't want to just germinate and tear up the glass, I wanted to sustain some unity to the store. Talking to the girl, we drove the jeep around the side of meat of the storage. I took a set of keys, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the landrover and went up the fire escape valve to the endorsement flooring. I climbed in the window and cleared the area. The other gallon came in. Okay.

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

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

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

I set the crovel down, but now the kid had three other rifles pointed at his chief. Then a doorway opened up behind us. confusion reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't know who to charge it at. My fille were yelling, so were the boys ; this was very tense and could go bad in a hurriedness. But I could see these were offspring tyke. I did n't think they were dangerous, just being protective.

'' My girls ! SHUT UP ! '' And they did. `` Okay fellas. I 'm going to consider my helmet off. Ok ? Just genuine behind, we are n't here to hurt you. We want to buy or swop for some affair. ``

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

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

'' Ok. See ? Just a regular guy. Erin, female child. Lower your rifles. See guys ? We 're aplomb. Everybody 's cool ... lean your rifles on the wall. Nice and loose. Yeah that 's it. OK, now take off your helmets. ``

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

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

I reached out and pushed the scattergun away from my face. I asked the early guy to lower his gun, which he did.

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

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

'' And I 'm Sir Thomas Wyat ! '' said the former one, making sure he got usher in also.

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

'' Yeah, I 'm sorry about your pal. I 'm Michael. And really, we just want to merchandise for some stuff. Who 's schoolmaster ? Is he the owner ? ``

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

'' So, you 're ... Bat original'boy ? '' I smiled again. Another joke only old guy get.

'' Well bozo, I 'm very sorry for your loss. But we need some things for the girls. You fellas motivation water ? intellectual nourishment ? ``

'' We need weewee bad, '' said Morgan. `` We 're all out, and drinking out of the toilette tanks -- OWW ! ``

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

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

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

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

I opened the back entrance with the key from Wyatt, and I quickly dispatched poor people Virgil with my Crovel. Erin helped me drag him outside. We cleaned up the blood so the boy would n't see anything.

The air lightened up then. The two sister went shopping with the boys helping. For a lousy small town, they had pretty good stuff and nonsense. I guess there 's a pretty famous trailhead up in the woods, so they get quite a few hikers coming through here needing finis instant gear.

front 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 minuscule cupola kind of a matter, sitting on the roof of the second level. We climbed the stairs from the cap. A couple boot and the clock fell out of the front. Nice purview from here, we could see most of the townsfolk, now.

I looked at Erin. Her face pleaded with me.

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

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

roar !

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

BOOM !

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

BOOM !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

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

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

roar !

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

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

'' You 're an awing scene, sweetheart ! '' And I rested my hand on her shipshape little ass.

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

BOOM !

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

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

Erin exhaled, I paused, and BOOM !

I slipped my in-between finger inside her kitty, it slid in with no rubbing at all.

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

And I jammed three more fingers up her oozing cunt.

'' Jesus of Nazareth I 'm stopping point dada ... so close ... '' gold rush !

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

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

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

I squeezed her button in between my ovolo and digit, her picayune well up sidekick sent shivers throughout her body.

BOOM !

'' piece of ass ! ! ! ``

boom !

'' YESS ! ! ! ! ! '' and she came with piercing contraction. Her juice literally flowed over my digit. I jammed my finger into her mouth, she licked and sucked down her juice and moaned at me. I pulled my script out.

'' shtup me, papa, '' she pleaded.

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my pop, '' she said softly. `` Fuck me Daddy. '' Then through gritted dentition : `` Fuck me voiceless pappa ! Let me wipe out these fuckers and make love me, papa. ``

Jesus of Nazareth Jesus Christ, I do n't even receive a daughter, but hearing her talk like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a hurry. I lined up right behind her and stuff my cock up her tight cunt.

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

She took aim some more. I paused.

BOOM ! She shot this cleaning lady Zena in the head.

I slapped Erin 's ass gruelling and long-stroked her until she lined up the following one 10-15 irregular later.

BOOM !

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

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

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

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

'' Stop it ! '' she giggled.

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

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

Erin rested the gun and took her fucking like a champ, bucking her pelvic girdle back into my thrusts. I grabbed and yanked on her ponytail as my throbbing dick sank deeply and deeper into her body.

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

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

'' pappa 's lilliputian fucking whore ? Huh babe ? ``

'' Yes Daddy oh my fucking GOD ! ``

'' You like papa 's stopcock ? ``

'' Yeah Daddy keep fucking me ! ``

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

'' Oh nookie YES daddy ! Cum in me Daddy ! ! ``

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

And I came inside her like a tidal wave. I could feel her slit paries contract around my turncock as she came also. Hot spermatozoan met hot pussy juice to create white-hot lava inside her cunt.

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

'' Oh daddy '' Erin whispered, I could barely get word her in the illumine good morning picnic. `` daddy ... daddy ... ''

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

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

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

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

'' Lookit this pop. '' she said. I looked down to see her knee bend, her hired man beneath her pussycat, catching the dripping cum. She put her other hand down there and brought the full one to her back talk. She looked me in the eye as she slurped it up and swallowed it down.

'' You taste secure, pop. '' She got a couple more smattering of cum as I shot to a greater extent Zachs and Zenas. Fuckers just kept coming. How many were there in this town ?

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

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

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

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The tall one ? numskull ! ``

Yeah she 's the tall one. At least six ft. But nicely proportioned. Very nicely proportioned.
Gayle keyed the mic again. `` How are you guy rope ? We hear a lot of injection. Oh, and Lorraine says to order you 'negative Ghostrider, the pattern is full moon'. What the hell are you guy talking about ? ``

I chuckled out meretricious while Erin just looked at me like I was stupid. `` All good here. Little Panthera tigris is quite the sharpshooter. The Sister are negotiating for goods as we speak. will jibe back in 15. Tell Lorrie 'it 's time to seethe the tower'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

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

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

Across the entrepot, about 30 feet, was a glass case about 15 fundament long that held knife, binoculars, and other eminent dollar items. It was also the check-out procedure country with register and credit circuit card machine.

lean against the case were our two sister, naked as blue jay. Their coat of arms outstretched, they were holding onto the diametrical English of the case. They were holding on because the two brothers were fucking them from behind for all they were Worth. They were facing us, but cipher saw us as they were in various throes of passion.

I was concerned that this may not be voluntary on our girls 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 OK ! '' `` stay pappa ! '' `` We asked them to ! '' and stuff like that.

The boys froze, and started to withdraw.

I think it was Wyatt that said `` daddy ? He 's your dad ? Oh eff make out piece of ass ... '' and started backing off.

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

'' O.K. ... I 'm going to the jeep. hurriedness it up, boys. descend on Erin. ``

We started outside. I could hear Liz saying to Wyat `` Get back here and get laid me ! He 's exquisitely ! ``

I found an area out back of the store that seemed to cause pretty soft flat coat. I said to Erin, `` get across me. I 've got to dig a grave for Virgil. And visit the cattle farm. It 'll be another minute 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 father left when I was 11. He never paid a good deal attention to me. I always tried to get his attention, but he never seemed to like much. I guess, psychologically speaking, I probably have some unplayful 'daddy issues'. Maybe if the automaton did n't come in I 'd end up a stripper somewhere. ``

We both laughed.

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

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

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

Tired, I tossed it to her. Erin went over to a zombie spirit kid. Maybe 10-12 years old. She raised the digger ... the zombie 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 snake god kid started to moan. But being lowly he did n't have a lot of output. I do n't think any others heard him.

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

With split in my eyes, I took the crovel from Erin and finished up the hole. furious at the fucked up reality, I dug very hard.

'' Sorry, Daddy. ``

I wiped my nose. `` It 's o.k. sweetie. It 's heavy. 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 Vergil Masters over to his kettle of fish. It was n't 6 feet deep. More like 4. Sorry Virg, I do n't have all day.

'' And you will be disappointed in me, '' I continued. `` I 'm just a man. I care deeply for you, like a folk appendage. 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-bodied to ... be ... exclus -- '' I started to say Exclusive.

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... Daddy ... I do n't need you to be my boyfriend, or husband. I do need to keep fucking you. And I love you, I do. But as far as long-run goes, well you 're probably more fit to Gayle. Maybe I 'll see someone to locate down with. Like the Dizzy sister have. ``

I finished covering up Virgil. `` cum here, baby girl. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a lilliputian 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 maestro son were dressed, but looked a footling sheeplike. The President Johnson sister were beaming, their faces a picayune red-faced. mustiness 've been a pretty good time on the tongue case, I presumed.

'' So what 's the great deal ? '' I wanted to compact 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 shoes, socks, and wearable for every one. And, pappa man, we got you this awing hat ! Try it on ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

Things motility quickly in the New World.

'' Well, not so fast. This place is very vulnerable. trash windows all over, the plunk for door lock chamber could n't cease a seven-year-old ... '' Shit. What to do ?

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

That seemed to sit okay with people. We were packing the Jeep with the wear, when Morgan noticed the mound of saucy 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 skillful crossbreed and have a proper help, ok ? I promise, kid. ``

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

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


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There was dandy excitement at the house as the new boys were examined, admired, hugged.

But the Johnson sisters made it very clear ; these boy were off-limits. And they seemed in love with the sisters, so that was good. Then the lady friend discovered their new wearing apparel, and the shrieking was nearly unbearable. Shoes that fit ! Pants that fit ! Underwear !

Erin and I immediately set to re-loading the powder magazine and cleaning the weapon system. Always be fix for the next fight, you do n't do 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 clip, I like to go ranger. Speaking of which, who said you could go shooting sperms inside me ? ``

'' Little adulteress ! '' I replied as I finished off another 30-round cartridge. `` Your period just ended, you 've got a few to a greater extent Clarence Day until you ovulate. Thought you might like that. ``

'' I did, Daddy-man. And whatever happens here, you can fuck whoever you want, I do n't worry. But you can always screw me. O.K. daddy ? ``

'' okay, Little Panthera tigris. '' We hugged and kissed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

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

'' Can you show me ? I want to start doing this kind 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 nice one that could very well transmit a thousand ships to war.

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

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

'' You guys receive killed a lot of living dead, have n't you. ``

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

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

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

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

'' It 's salutary ! expect ! ``

And she pulled up her shirt, and took it off and handed it to me. She quickly covered her teat with her hands and turned around to indicate me her vertebral column. But mostly all I could see was the slope of her breast, even from behind her. They were that big. I threw her shirt over my shoulder.

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

nooky great is how you 're doing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I held her gently on her downhearted articulatio coxae. Her au naturel hips. Jesus Christ messiah her skin is so sonant and warm ...

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

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

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

'' I do n't think you 're a kid ... '' With a physical structure like that ? She 's all woman, all the time. `` But, you need to remove it promiscuous with that spinal column. I do n't want any stitches to arrive out. '' I could n't believe of anything else to say. I mean, people are likely to derive back at any consequence. Yes, I fucked some of the other girls, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' Arms up. ``

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

I took her tee shirt and fiddled with it until I got it lined up, Then I slid it over her sleeve, headland, then over her tits until it was fully on.

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

'' 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 porn. Mom 's as just or better. ``

Um, holy diddlysquat ? Why is she telling me this ?

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

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

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

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

'' No, she does. Honest. I 'll be masturbating tonight. Thinking of that big putz everyone says you have. Get fix for Payton, it 's her number tonight. ``

And she left to return the others. I stood there like, What the roll in the hay ? They are taking crook ? With me ? Well that 's just ... well it 's not the worst thing that could chance, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

'' Those boys are Very nice. Very skillful. They tell me they want the babe to dwell with them. What do you cogitate ? ``

'' I 'm a minuscule worry. We have to beef up their building country, it 's not very secure right now. And we need to school those boy up. They need to get a little, uh, 'harder'. And no, not in the way you think ! ``

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few days I think it would be fine. We need to jump taking back the town anyway. Would be adept to have a forward base there. We 've got radios. We could hook them up with a set of solar gore. It could run. ``

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

Erin found the tablet, touched the screenland a few metre, and the succeeding thing you know, Rihanna is blasting from the talker. It 's a party !

The boy shoved the table to one side, and we had a dancing floor. Rihanna 's beats were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a terpsichorean or anything, but I do have rhythm method. So I was able to pretend I had some motion. It did n't weigh much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the chorus :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly good !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't care I like the smell of it !
spliff and stones may break my bone
But chains and whips excite me ! ``

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

Then Erin put on an golden oldie, `` Push it '' by Strategic Arms Limitation Talks'N Pepa.

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

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

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

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

'' Hold 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 hitman for the job. She 's probably correct, but still, it felt funny.

3 ezed were at the wall of the house. Somebody had n't locked the gate.

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

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

We had to re-arrange things a little to accommodate the boy for the Nox. It was looking like Payton did n't hold anywhere to last out. Imagine that.

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the can and bedrooms. I was the conclusion to use a restroom. Got myself a shower bath, finally. Got to think back to condition the water levels tomorrow in the memory water tank, I reminded myself.

When I opened the door to my little figurer room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was barren raw, sitting on the air mattress with her rachis up against the pillows and the wall. Her right script was lazily playing with her plane pussy while her remaining hand toyed with a nipple.

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

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

I got strip down, mentally thanking myself for storing up so many razors. When I pulled my shortstop off, my 8 inch cock sprang out to it 's common 45 academic degree angle.

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

'' sustenance going, '' I said. Watching a adult female masturbate is one of my outstanding pleasures in liveliness. 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 celebrate doing it. I want to see you cum. ``

'' But I ... '' she protested more. `` I 've never done this ... had mortal just find out me ... ''

I settled into the office staff chairman. `` scarce let the cat out of the bag a niggling. secern me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? exhibit me. ``

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

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to lick me hard ... and put your tongue on my button ... and bite it a trivial ... '' she was getting the knack of it. Her finger slipped inside her pussy as she talked.

'' And I want your tool. I want you to ... um ... know me. '' She slipped in two finger. `` I want you to screw me good. Fuck me hard. Fuck me a lot. Fuck me harder. And harder. '' Three of her fingers fucked her puss now.

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

'' And I want to give suck your cock and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her fingers out of her cunt and daintily put one in her mouth. Her sassing enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it cleanse of her succus. She did that to the other two.

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

'' Yes child, tell me more. ``

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

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

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

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

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

'' I fucked her from nates. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

'' I fucked her while she shot the snake god. ``

'' Oh fuck fuck fuck ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her slit ! ``

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

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

'' God, you 're beautiful, '' I said. Hey, she looked great. She was n't the prettiest of the bunch by a longsighted stroke. But who the fuck cares. 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 tail. ``

'' Jesus that was true ? ``

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

Without hesitation she reached around and put a finger in her own butthole, with her former script rubbing her button hard.

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

She writhed in joy as she convulsed from her sexual climax. When she was spent, I grabbed her legs and dragged her down fully on to the mattress so I could fuck her goodness. And I did. I shoved my cock all the way up her drippage puss so good she did n't know what hit her. I had to plow her over, face-down, so she could yell into the pillows.

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was cool down to have it away somebody almost as big as me. But her impregnable legs were comparable jelly as I pounded her pussy into submission.

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

At one point, the room access opened and Erin stuck her fountainhead in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'sign with my finger to my sassing. She nodded and sat on the floor. Pulling her small perspire knickers aside, she rubbed her pussy as she watched me bonk Payton.

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

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

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

She opened her centre for the low clock time in about 10 minute of arc as she watched me fall in between her luscious jug. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left hand. Payton kind of express mirth but did n't look to mind.

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

'' Just observance. Maybe she thought I needed some assistance ... ''

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

'' Erin, '' gasped Payton. `` punch my cunt or get out of here. ``

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

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

I was about at the end of my roach. 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 rima oris and on her chin. She moaned more as Erin 's tongue made her cum. I shot some more cum onto her grimace, then pulled back and dropped some loads on her big soft tits.

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

Payton just lay there in sexual fulfillment, enjoying her natural high up. She swallowed the cum in her sassing, but the remainder of it was streaming down her face.

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

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

'' There some on her mamilla, 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 christ, daddy, '' said Erin. `` I really like this ! I 've never touched a woman before this. ``

I was surprised because she did n't waver to eat Payton 's kitty-cat out earlier.

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

Payton roused out of her stupor to point out Erin.

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

I was taking mental note of hand. 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 knocker. I slopped up some kitty-cat succus onto an exposed tit, Erin saw that and just dive on it.

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

- - -

The adjacent dayspring we had powdered ball, freeze-dried ham, and pancakes. All courtesy of ma Gayle, with some avail from Lorrie, of row. That diddlyshit 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 Snow plow to the Unimog. Too many dead physical structure in the street, you know. We scored scores of plyboard at the hardware memory board to barricade the Master 's memory. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the east end of Main street. It already had some followers. The cool off thing about the Mog is its acme. No matter what the Zeds do, they ca n't bump in. They ca n't give out the chicken feed. They ca n't climb into the cab. So we Parked it in the centre of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for unplayful longsighted range and stopping powerfulness. Also had an AR, and the suppressed 22. The theme was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would convey more Zachs, and they would keep shooting. Lorrie would get some actual 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 side street at the whole former end of the belittled Town. We pulled up to the last house. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boys had pitchforks. We also had shooting iron, all of us. The mind, though, was to go hush and hold in the houses.

The first one was a firearm of patty. Tapped on the door, all tranquillity. The mansion was unlocked, nobody inside. We checked for medicines and intellectual nourishment, found a pretty good stash of ass. Some right nutrient in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No medicines. No weapons. Some old ma'am wearing apparel, that 's about it. We stacked the nates on the porch for later pickup.

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

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

Found a little food, a .38 revolver with 9 shells, some 42-year old Playboys, and some unsportsmanlike clothes. But we took everything we could find. wax light, aluminum foil, baggies, lav newspaper publisher, mate, dog food.

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

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

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

'' It 's us ! Morgan and Sir Thomas Wyat Masters. From the storehouse ! ``

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

'' You the ones making all the fraudulent scheme ? ``

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

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

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

'' It 's Miss. Count Rumford. Never had a great deal penury for no man. Although, I do sort of like your style, Slim. '' She let that hang. I was n't sure enough what to say. Was n't expecting to be hit on today, least not by an old lady. She was n't bad looking, for 65.

'' Hmph ... well ... Miss Count Rumford, we 'll be around a lot. If you see us, flag us down if you need something, okay ? ``

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

We went through 30 more sign, but no early living folks. set of utter trunk, though ; human and zombie. Did find a decent 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in various calibers with a few boxes of shells for each.

Suddenly, the receiving set crackled to life.

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

We piled into the jeep and shot back towards chief street. We got some more info from Erin ; they had moved the truck to try and get a dear location to burgeon forth from.

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

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

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

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

We broke into the miserable trading floor of the rattling estate of the realm post. I killed two zeds with my Crovel. I could hear more than of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the steps, I hollered `` Look out below '' and threw a duad more zeds down the step. Gunshots followed as Erin or someone killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The zeds were now converging on us. We each fired our pistol until they were empty. The floor was slippery from all the pus and gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed heads. I worked my way into what seemed a bedroom, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a wall, holding back two zombies with just her rifle barrel. Crying and screaming, she was going to suffer 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 heavy I could n't get it back out from Zach 's eubstance. I yanked out my USMC Ka-Bar and buried it into the skull of the second zed. I pulled Lorrie out from under both of them as they began falling. Clutching me for pricey life, Lorrie sobbed into my neck.

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

'' Come on ! var. a circumference ! What have I been talking to you about for the last 4 twenty-four hours ? And someone go get my Crovel ! ``

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

We laid Lorrie on the return, checking for sting, but she was net. Her mom held her, they rocked together slowly in an old rocking chair by the front man door.

I sat down and held my top dog in my hands. Savior I almost fucked up again ! We need more preparation before we can do this kind of affair !

Erin came over to me. `` Michael ... daddy ... I 'm no-count. I should n't receive -- ''

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

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

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

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

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

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

living dead moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

I took everybody back to the cabin a minuscule after that. We ate an early supper of chicken Zea mays 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 desire to be hugging or holding on to her mom or myself, she did n't want to be alone. Everyone else just picked up on the vibe and did n't make a lot of noise.

I talked with the local boys after dinner. I wanted to get out what commercial enterprise were in township or nearby. Gas station, stores, welding shops, sporting good stores, engine repair shops, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her 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 couple minute, we did more P90 preparation, except for Lorrie. Well, she did a modified interpretation. She is n't all that flexible yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any happiness right then.

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Chapter 9 - The Recovery
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The next three twenty-four hour period raced by. I took a team of Sir Thomas Wyat, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two former nearby towns, just a trivial bigger than ours. They were as bad or worse than our little townsfolk. There 's a big town to the north of us, but I imagine they are inundated with Zeds.

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a tough face screen and you could peach with them. They were much abstemious than Motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still wear goggles with them. We found all kinds of pads and protective equipment for the legs and weapon, also. The object was to seduce ourselves concentrated to bite.

Back at the ranch, we all put on our gear for really survive breeding. First, everyone got used to hitting me on the head with broomsticks. Did n't even reach me through my helmet, but everyone got lots of licks in.

At the Lawnmower repair shop, we got lots of lawnmower blades. We trimmed up one end to fit the gal modest hands, then wrapped it in paracord to draw a nice handle. We sharpened the former end to a razor-like cultivation. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some yard rakes, the tough variety, not Grass rakes. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the middle I facing forward. I thought this would hail in handy.

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

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

organism generally shorter, except for Payton, the girls were having a goon clock time with a one-shot putting to death ; Zed 's weaponry were too long. The lady friend learned to hack off an arm or two first, then go for the kill. Or kick them in the human knee so Zed fell down. Then it was an slowly kill shot.

Then they tried it with the rake. a great deal better ! Hard vacillation to the knee joint, down they went. Then they were easy pickins for a rake-shot to the point. So that became our primary feather tactics ; rake them out in the open, blade them when up close.

Lorrie was the most zealous of lady friend, surpassing even Erin. After she killed one, she would often hack it more, and spit on it. She did n't care them much. Good.

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

- - -

Reports from the international world were disheartening. Entire cities like New York had fallen into complete slaughterhouse. The internet was pretty circumscribe. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Si valley guy always had great security.

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

- - -

Next dawn, after our P90 exercise, Gayle and Lorrie went to make breakfast while I studied the web. Then, girls and guys all sat me down at the table.

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

'' Well Michael. Father of the Church 's day is a recollective 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 kind of just poppycock. Including Hostess Donettes ! And Hostess Cherry pie !

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

Erin laughed. `` Remember the lap K store ? I swiped some delicacy for you then. '' She hugged me gruelling and I hugged her back. She cried a lilliputian, then everyone else gave me a lilliputian present. They were mostly from the hardware store in town, but it was awesome. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting air-sleeve, a canteen, some former odds and ends. Some Drakkar Noir from Gayle and Lorrie.

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

'' From the Baskins house. Mr. Baskins did n't ask 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 proficient health. Although I may not wear the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a good nose, did n't require to hand him any extra hints.

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

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

And we went to town, and we stuck together instead of spreading out, and we kicked a shitload of Zed 's ass. And nobody really got into trouble. And the lawn-mower blade worked
as hoped, and we hardly fired the gun for hire at all. It was a salutary day.

- - -

As we entered the house, I was told to shower first since it was `` Daddy appreciation day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my rain shower on. Would be nice to get clean foremost, for once.
I was just getting some black blood off my arms when the doorway opened. I was proud of ! We were so focalise lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a patch. As long as it was n't one of the cat, I would be happy with whoever it was.

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

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

'' Absolutely ! '' holy whoreson, it 's Gayle !

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

'' Ok, '' I said, turning towards the exhibitioner pass. `` To tell you the truth, I was n't expecting you ... where 's everyone else ? ``

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

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

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

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

She washed my arms as they hung by my side.

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

Then she reached around and washed my bureau, first with the scrubby and then with her bare script. She spent a lot of clock time on my nipple. Why do men possess nipples ? I do n't make out, but I was glad I did. That felt wonderful.

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

'' Easy big fella. Easy, Big papa. '' I held still.

I was discomfited as her hands traveled back around to my lower back. But then, I was pleased as she rubbed my ass cheeks.

'' Oh that feels nice .... yessss ... ''

She reached between my cheeks with the scrubby affair, washing my prick and taint. I hung my head down, letting the hot water system cascade down my back.

'' Wow papa, '' she said. `` You 're all intemperate even back here ! ``

And with that, she dropped the scrubby and massaged my butthole. She leaned into me again with her knocker and dead body. She reached around with her other hand and gently traced her fingers along my impossibly severe shaft. But that digit on my ass ... it went inside ...

'' You like this, pa ? ``

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

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

Gayle gave my cock a good squeeze play then suddenly let go. She slid down on her stifle, and began to kiss my ass cheeks. She pulled them apart, then stuck her clapper in the naughtiest of places. I could n't believe it.

'' holy place screwing '' was all I was able to mutter.

Her spit slid up my ass, she wriggled it around and rimmed me some more. Can my cock get any firmly ? It was already 110 % but now it felt even harder. I was having trouble respiration. She continued tonguing me for another couple mo. If she had touched my cock I would 've cum right then.

'' Now wash my book binding ? '' 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 twinkle Olea europaea skin.

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

'' sanctum nooky. I mean. Yes ! Of course ! Just admiring the view ! ``

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

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

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

'' Am I ... '' she began, tentatively. `` Is my physical structure okay ? ``

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

'' Well, you 've got all these teenager to fuck, and they 're so very much ... rigorous than me ... ''

I spread her ass cheeks and buried my face between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussy, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my tongue up her ass and up her cunt, she seemed to like that. I kind of settled in with my thumb in her bottom and concentrated my sass and tongue on her pussy. Her tangy flavors covered my cheek as I tried to burrow into her cunt. Again, I was glad I had stocked up so many razors, not a whisker in sight.

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

I squeezed the shit out of both her ass cheek as I continued eating her out. Tight little boney girls are enceinte. No doubt. But a charwoman with curves, that 's the one for me !

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

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

I moaned into her cunt, sending quivering up her twat. I felt her contractions begin.

'' piece of ass ! I 'm cumming cumming oh fuck I 'm cumming oh hump oh nookie ! ``

I swallowed down her creamy juices that flowed down her twat 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 stopcock. With the waters till beating down on us, she kissed me hard, and she licked up her own succus off my face. She rose up slightly and settled back down, my cock sinking further up her twat.

I fondled her lusciously large titty, and then clamped my lip down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit punishing, drawing as a lot as I could into my mouth.

'' I love that Michael ! suction them grueling ! top them ! ``

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

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

I hefted one breast in my left bridge player, and lightly patted it with my right.

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

So I slapped her big tit. She yelped with pleasure. So I slapped it again. And again. Each fourth dimension, Gayle yelped like a little girl.

I got more aggressive, slapping both her bosom with both my hands. These slaps were n't hard enough to knock anyone down or anything, but her pelt 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 cock, and watching those tits jiggle with each smack was too much for me.

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

She leaned back, and said `` My tubes have been tied. return it all to me, pa ! ``

I could n't arrest it. I came.

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

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

My prick began to shrivel a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to solve my cock before the shower washed us fairly. I could see she got a effective constituent down her throat.

'' cum, on, old man ! '' she called as she helped me up. `` Others need a shower, too ! ``

'' Probably wo n't be any hot water left for them ! '' I half-joked.

We soaped up and actually washed ourselves and finished the shower. We dried ourselves and Gayle sat at the little chair to fix her face. She looked so precious, pegleg crossed, tits hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a young boy watching momma get set. My cock felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, honey ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

She laughed and turned a minuscule so I had a intimately sentiment. I stroked myself, watching this beautiful creature.

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

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

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

I squirted a pretty magnanimous load right onto her bosom, then a couple lowly ones, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her white meat as she leaned over and licked my cock clean.

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

... except for her daughter ...


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Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch perfective'and sang along with all the a capella songs, the girls were all form of zany and a bit unknown. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat following to me during the movie, with her daughter Lorrie on my other side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would bump. But I did n't induce to wait long.

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

'' What 's a prissy girl like you doing in a place like this ? '' I asked her.

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

'' I just came to verbalise, '' she said. She had a bottle of my prized Justin pinot noir and a couple deoxyephedrine. We sat down, me in my rolling death chair and her in the metal folding chair.

We talked about a lot of things, but mostly about our situation and what my plans were for the future tense. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of employment. What we really needed was a way to piss a zombie free area so that we could then set out farming operations. Plus we now had lots of new mouth from town that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the masses we met were nice, but generally a bit Old. Still, some of them had farming background signal. But other than the professional 's Logos, we had n't found anyone near the girls ages.

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

'' fountainhead I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got kind of defensive. `` I think we 've got a real shot at making something -- ''

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm sure you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is hard to say ... I want Lorrie to suffer the love of a good 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 single. But he was what, 55 ? ``

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

My thinker drew a space. `` 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 thousand guys to select from, I 'd want you. You just ... you do what has to be done, you work hard, you 're estimable at keeping everyone alive ... plus you 're amazing at sex. ``

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

'' But what ? ``

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

'' She 's head over heals in love with you. Most of the young woman are attracted to you, but she 's actually in passion. ``

She 's in love with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two independent issues here. Number One is, you, Gayle. And phone number Two, I 'm not certainly I 'm ready to nail down down just yet. I mean, I will at some point, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to maintain our mathematical group going. I do n't bed if I have time for a genuine family relationship. It 's umm ... it 's pretty leisurely right now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the room access. ``

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 sure I would pick Lorrie at this stop. ``

Gayle kind of made a let down face.

'' No, I mean aught 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 front so surprised. We get along pretty fricking bully. And, I think the great sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't have in mind you had to splice Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. save it in mind. ``

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

'' I 'm fine with that ! Just .... be sluttish on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a virgin. ``

I thought about our gun-cleaning seance a week ago. Lorrie seemed pretty spry 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 look to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the residue of her wine-colored. `` I 'm not pure. I had this vision of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't sound good at all, does it ? I mean, I at least wanted you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds kind of stupid now that I say it out tatty. ``

I drank the respite of my pinot and poured us both some more.

Have I mentioned how gorgeous Gayle is ? My dad was a car horn dog in his day, even as an Old man. He like the full-figured gal like Marilyn, Mamie, Rita, etc., but his dearie was the Italian babe, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a just resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly matter like kill a clump of zombie with your bare fists and fare back for your payoff. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go look her up. Sophia, I mean. Check out some of the younger pictures of her, when her haircloth is pretty straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's tits are bigger. By a lot.

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

'' Gayle. '' I placed my hired man on her cheek. `` Even if I fell in love with your daughter, and wanted to spend the rest of my animation with her ... how could I possibly only piddle love to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full lip. Her hand came up to me, she ran her finger's breadth through my hair.

Our lips pressed a little steady together and our sweet kiss turned a piddling hotter as I moved into her a little to a greater extent. I broke the kiss, only to get a slightly dissimilar angle and get down kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her gloomy lip, and sucked it into my sassing, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her binding against the paries. With both my hired hand gently holding her face, I kissed her with rage and tenderness like I 'd never matte up before.
Gayle had slipped her mitt underneath my T-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my back. Then she continued to snog me as she pulled me stuffy to her.

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

'' You 're just being Nice. ``

She slipped my tee shirt over my head.

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

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

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

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a piffling for her.

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

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

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

'' Pick up those weight unit, '' 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 roll for her, some standing crush, I turned my spine to her and did some lateral flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her correctly script gently rubbing her left wing breast, and her left forefinger in between her front teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of aplomb to know I turn on a biddy. 38 days old. Semi-ripped. Still have my hair, all of it. I guess I 'm not the spoilt guy they could run into in a zombi apocalypse.

I went and stood in forepart of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my arms, like I was going to carry her over a doorway. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one Virgin in my whole life. It did n't go so well. destiny of painfulness. Crying. Shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

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

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

'' I ca n't believe of anyone I 'd rather make do it, '' she said, twirling her finger's breadth through my hair.
I kissed her her on the lips for a few moments.

'' You want me to, have intercourse your daughter ? '' Long ... buss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to experience to sop up her tits for a existent long time. '' Kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to thrash her snatch. '' Kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suck my prick. '' candy kiss with some tongue ...

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

'' How do you get laid ? ``

'' I 've made her practice. On bananas and cucumbers. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No whoreson ? ``

'' No diddley. I told her it was an important skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing position, but we kept close and kissed Sir Thomas More. I undid the belted ammunition on her robe, sliding my hand between her smooth skin and the gown. I cupped her ass cheek and pulled her to me, she could feel my hard-on now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to cover up or anything.

'' Not always so overnice. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my jean 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 sleep with mammilla. All titmouse. There 's just something about them that drives me nuts. Yeah, big surprise. But more than most guy rope, I love them. I love to lick, and nybble, and twirl my tongue around them. And they all feel so dissimilar. Some are tauten, some are really squishy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as a great deal as I could. Some nipple collation here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too lots time on the mammilla, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could suck them for hours ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Christ no. It 's like the best massage in the cosmos. 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 energy. When she panted a little, I grabbed her pussy. With my medal on her clit, I slipped a finger in between her sass and frigged her nicely. Then a niggling harder and faster as I bit down on a big nipple of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' suction the early one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left tit up to her cheek and John Drew in her own mammilla to her sassing. God I love that.
I rubbed her cunt faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a couplet more second when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few multiplication. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic undulation washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' waiting, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me remain ... too ... sensitive ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a good sentence for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her pegleg and guided my cock to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... jesus she was so wet I just slid right in.

'' Michael ... just a instant ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fucking .... ''

As my weight set down on her, our pelvises rubbed, re-igniting her clit. Gayle flail around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't form any material Bible, just groan and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say dickhead but it was too much endeavour. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck early guy wire. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend English. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guys. '' I sped up my pounding to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- sanctum screw ! Oh shit Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of times, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking strong. `` She should n't ... oh Jesus Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't keep an eye on 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 hammer into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your girl watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your tits, your ass, oh that 's nice babe yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy bitch ... and not just once but a lot of time. ``

well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this point, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on mom Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a inundation down her throat. Load after warhead of hot squirt shot into her mouth. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

panting, she rose up to catch her breath.

Then she called me an whoreson and Slapped my face !

She sat there, all defiant, her eyes gleaming. I was fucking turned on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her brass down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her legs and shoved my turncock back into her pussy. Gayle arched her binding as I entered her, and she moaned out loud. I was rather impressed with myself, even though I just came, I was cook for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at dark ... with her in the elbow room ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your cunt ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a commodity mom. ``

'' You 're a great mom ... a Fucking great mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No result. I forced my hired man under her abdomen so I could seize her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrong ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her body is so business firm ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to fellate prick ... ''

'' No Michael ... hold on it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm for sure. ``

'' finish it ... please oh shit oh shit oh diddly-shit I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her pussy ... man ca n't you almost taste it ? '' I pulled my mitt from Gayle 's pussy and rubbed it on her sass, cheeks, pushed my digit inside her lip so she could taste it all.

'' You want to taste her ... '' I began cumming inside her pussy. Her cunt wall gripped my hammer and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh screwing yes ... piece of tail yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the secondly metre, filling up her slit with flaming hot sperm.
After a couple minutes, Gayle wriggled a bit and asked `` Would you mind ... ? '' So I rolled off her. To my surprisal, she went down and cleaned up my dick with her tongue and brim, sucking up the aggregate cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, facilitate yourself to my spermatozoan anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making love to me. This will be the last clip. I want ... I want Lorrie to have a hazard. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the last time, we fucked again in the morning.


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Chapter 10 - The Date
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The next day was moving day for the Lyndon Baines Johnson babe. We got the master copy place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and live. I 'll admit to some jealousy there, those chicks were pretty groundless petty honies !

So we spent virtually of the day trying to block off the township. We 'd been to every business firm, killed every zombie inside the home, sheds, b, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always more zombies. We figured they were coming from the road, but why ? From where ? Why are they coming here ?

'' We need to funnel them into a kill zone, '' Erin was saying. My fiendish little killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a blotto spot where we are protected, but we can kill them with spliff or spears or something. ``

'' Genius ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up up something and then fall down. So the evenfall kills most of them. Or at least breaks their legs or spine. That would keep open, ammo, right ? ``

The lady friend kind of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ladder and jump ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me recollect. '' I had it. So unproblematic, it just might work.

'' Brilliant ! Lorrie, it 's magnificent. We get some shipping containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a rectangular tube. We tilt them up at, like a ten or 20 degree angle. We 'll need tons of them. Stack them on top of each other or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 feet luxuriously and they walk out the end of the go container right into thin air. They smash on the flat coat -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a tough landing place ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the arena with fence or more transportation containers ... ''

'' And when the field fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't let to photograph any of them ! ``

We were all very lofty of ourselves. It 's a great fucking idea. Except, we did n't have any shipping containers. Or a way to proceed them. Or a crane to pile them.

Eh, venial details.

- - -

We cleaned up More of the Ithiel Town. Not too many living sept, but it 's good to rid of the lurker. Zed likes to creep around and ferment up in the most bizarre space, so it 's ripe to bear him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as zealous a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her guns, Lorrie really wanted it done up close and personal. She wanted to see into their numb eyes as they died again.

We had cleared out a division of houses, then we went back to them to contain for salvageable stuff. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this nice old house, checking affair out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not certainly what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't recall there will be any More. I do n't know ... ''

'' Whaddya mean you do n't know ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a small steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I differentiate her that her mom wants US to hook up ?

'' Well, you guys are great together, it would be nice to deliver a literal pop ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my real pop, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never brain, it 's fine. It 's fine ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nobody can shut you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the theatre some more. It 's kind of sad, looking through a dead person 's life.
Usually, we just look for safes where we might line up guns, trunks for ammo, kitchens for nutrient etc. But this house was unlike. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this theatre. I mean really. I could survive in this house if it were n't for the tinker's dam automaton. ``

'' Wyat said it was once the Mayor 's house. The town built it a long time ago for the then current mayor to dwell in. But later, it got bought by some robust the great unwashed ... The Town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your sizing, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couple outfits. `` She had some appreciation. Where in this town would she jade this stuff ? This is like, New York City, 20 long time 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 blade at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the Hardware storage for lunch, now re-named Masters and Andrew Johnson, in purity of the upcoming nuptials between the Masters male child and the Lyndon Baines Johnson sis. 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 couple on thing from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quickie ! Am I old news already ? ``

'' You 're never old news, my little favorite. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's finely, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a black apparel, fitted, with some crazy track. Kind of like that Demi Moore dress from 20 years ago. And I grabbed a pair of skillful heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's okeh ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a flake. ``

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.

'' plosive smiling, Daddy, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your plan, Daddy-man ? You going to fill her to dinner ? Not many restaurants surface right now ... ''

'' fountainhead, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' oddball. Ok, I 'll think of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

- - -

We spent the rest of the day getting the Johnson Sisters and the Masters Brothers situated. I let them sustain two solar control board and a recondite bicycle battery so they could have lights and charge up barrage fire. We got them some intellectual nourishment and water, too.

Eventually, the rest 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 rain shower and having a cocktail or two as we played some music videos on the TV. It was variety of assuredness. At one point, Erin dragged a megabucks into my computing machine room that included the dress and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her mamilla and said `` Do n't forget about me, dad ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her snatch through her camo knickers a little bit.

'' Ooooh Daddy ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the shower ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can sample it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the wall, little bitch. feast em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underclothes. I undid her trouser and yanked them down to expose her ass. I could see her cunt mouth, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous little breast with my left hand and with my right, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, dad ... yes ... touch me ... ''

While squeezing her tit hard, I gently rubbed her twat lips, feeling her moisture already, my hired hand spread them apart. I pinched her nipple hard and held on to it tightly, and slipped my finger up to her clit. I massaged her snatch like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' placidity baby ... stay restrained ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just papa. Just dada feeling up his little girlfriend ... His bad niggling miss ... and her wet cunt ... pop likes her wet cunt ... yes ... he will lick it again soon ... yes Daddy likes her cunt ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, papa, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, papa ... but do n't finish ... fuck me anywhere I do n't like, papa ... even If you marry Lorrie, just fuck me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her cunt harder, squishing around in all her pussy dripping. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a good girlfriend ... you like me squeezing your mammilla ? ``

'' Yes Daddy ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the meter. We shower together, and I pee on her mamilla in the rain shower. You should see us Daddy ... you should pee on her tits, too ... oh god ! jack shit turd diddly-squat ! I 'm cumming papa cumming so beneficial oh tinker's dam oh prick ! ``

Erin soaked my hand with her juices. I slipped my imbrue in-between finger right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in front end of me, to suck my fully raging cock. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet mitt. She licked it clean of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might postulate this later, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her pants, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the couch a few minutes later, nobody seemed to find. I took my shower.

I came from my shower and met Erin again, who handed me a skillful low temperature Coors Light.

'' Well thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boys and girlfriend for dinner. You know, help them out with their beginning meal and stuff and nonsense. ``

Nice design, Erin ! What a in force fille she is ...

'' Well, who 's going ? I 'm variety of beat, but I do n't know if I like the idea of us separating, especially at nighttime. ``

true statement was, Zach had been pretty calm lately, we seemed to induce killed nearly of them in town.
But I had to bring in it look good.

'' Well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the suppressed 22, my 1911, my steel. The rest of us will be armed also. We 'll be good ! '' She winked at me.

'' well maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to stay with her. We need you up here to hang. ``

I thought about it for a few consequence, hoping to make it see beneficial. `` Well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over plan and rules. I was n't too concerned, but I did n't need anything stupid to happen. And you can always calculate on Zach to make matter stupid.

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We all said adios to each early as the group went to down to visit the headmaster and President Lyndon Johnson hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a footling headache. Nothing serious. I 'm going to rest in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to hold us some dinner, I 'll post you in a plate ? ``

'' Sounds estimable, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few bit later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked great in her khaki trunks and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, Danton True Young ma'am ? '' I made an overstated bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her safe fake southerly emphasis. `` Well are n't you just a dear man ? I would love to ! ``

I picked up the southerly drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from Texas so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` fountainhead darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a little something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too kind, sir ! I would just be delighted ! I mean, after all, what kind of dinner outfit is one with parentage 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 terra firma did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not authoritative. What is important is that dinner is in one hour, and I do n't want to see hide nor hair of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shoo off her out of the room. I had things to do !

Within the next hour, I whipped up some freeze dried beef stroganoff, canned clavus, and old Bisquick biscuit ! Then I perked myself up a little, shaved, put on my best shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty beneficial, if I must say so.

In precisely one hour, Lorrie made her entrance. And what an entrance !

The garb, pitch blackness. The design, bare articulatio humeri, with about one-inch straps that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's ample cleavage. Tight around her stomach, flowing over her coxa, and ending just above her genu. Her bare legs stretched down to her satin disgraceful stiletto 3 inch heels. Her robust chocolate-brown haircloth tumbled over her shoulder joint in its naturally wavy way. Just a picayune makeup to highlight her eyes and some lip rubric to do her lips shiny.

I could n't speak. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a twist a few feet away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I attend okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her manus buckle and her optic shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so striking ! ``

'' I almost did n't have on it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little wave at that point. `` safe night 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 have got a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern accent again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the legal age for alcoholic beverages is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a serenity officer, I shall work 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 hand lingering on her piano tegument. She put in the matching earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't think that this was ever possible again ! I feel like royalty or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her warm waist as she snuggled close. I made us some Grey Goose gimlets over ice. It 's a unsubdivided swallow, just vodka and Rose 's lime juice, but it 's reliable and to the point.

We sipped our drinks, told each other funny picayune tarradiddle, talked about old times. The affair was, she had a way of making me seem occupy. But it was n't forced, she seemed emotional 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 nutrient back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a cool down chardonnay grape. I find white-hot wine to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me stories of near-misses with boys ; gobs of swain but almost were scared of her or too stupid to have it away what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your classes ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some interesting prospects, for indisputable. And one professor who already promised me an'A'if I would catch some Z's over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this shit came down ... '' She waved her hand at the sickening outside world.

'' What about you, why is there no missus around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had trouble remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the right one, I guess. ``

'' And what bout now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't appear to be having any female problems right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your favorite ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to serve that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A gentleman does n't osculate and tell apart. ``

'' 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 answer. But I was having a hard time concentrating with all her tit flesh and cleavage jab through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest girl here. Prettiest little girl anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some praxis I could be as good as her in bed, I 'm certainly ! I 've watched great deal of telecasting, and, ohmygod I should shut up ! I 'm so stymie ! ``

I stood up and held out my hand to her. Grabbing the remote control, I clicked on some soft music, this old 70s grouping called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my hands to her waist as hers clasped around my neck. We swayed gently for a few moments, and I pulled her closer to me.

Her torso melted into mine, her massive chest pressed into mine. Her pilus smelled delicious, some rosy-cheeked shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a little social rank as we 're working surd killing zee. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My cock began to twitch. And to take up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a second babe. '' I had to reach in and correct my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable military position. `` All near now. ``

'' You get, gruelling 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 pelvis contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my paw down her vertebral column, 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 nerve and lingered for a instant. I turned slightly and met her lips with mine. Oh god, she was so soft and warm. She opened her back talk slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each other. My right hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a couple of my fingers.

After a few instant, our lips parted. But I pressed my forehead to hers, maintaining a very sexual 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 mouth working me over. Her hot natural language licked my upper berth lip, then darted inside my mouth. I tried to squirm her tongue with mine as our passion increased. I grabbed both her ass cheeks wax on and grinded my cock into her. She responded with a picayune gasp, and then proceeded to suck my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The fib of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me write this part of the story. I was taking creative piece of writing in shoal when all of this went down and, so, I think the story needs my signature. So yes, I was completely in puppy erotic love with Michael at this full point. I was also a Virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a penis inside me. I had had other things, like Mom 's purple vibrator, her trash dildo, a cucumber, and some early classify, 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 by 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Christ 's sake. In those quondam 24-hour interval, I think he was corresponding ready to collect sociable Security ! ( I 'm sure he will be spanking me at about this point when he reads this. )

fountainhead, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something other people had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very high standards. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the 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 chronicle of Sir Thomas Wyatt Earp and his brothers. It starred Kurt Russel as Wyatt, and had destiny of early cool hoi polloi in it. But the reason I 'm telling you this, is because this is the start time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to pen his public figure and draw flowers around it. I used to write my name and his name together, and I would write 'Lorrie Elliott'and fulfill Thomas Nelson Page with meat and efflorescence ! So you do n't know him ? He was Publius Vergilius Maro Earp. Tall, slightly graying hair, and THAT vox ! oceanic abyss baritone, Texas accent, and his part was just a bloody MAN about everything. He was also in touch passenger ( my second favorite moving picture, behind Tombstone ) as the guy in the necropolis who tells Saint Nicholas cage what 's going on with everything. He did a cluster of TV commercials, including Ram Trucks for the end few years right up to the Zombie Crash.

I do n't have a go at it where he is now, but I 'm sure he 's in Texas doing just delicately. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega crush on some old movie actor.

Fast forward till now. We fille were on the run from the snake god, and we were losing people left and right. You ca n't even reckon the holy terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained much about 'the crash'of civilization in this story. ) He was all set up there in his bunker imbibing cold beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were approximate expiry at every step. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb a fence. I could palpate hot stock running down my back and I could see the fear in everyone 's eyes as we tried to find a house to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this theater, and then passing out. I have glance of things from then on, but I 'm not certainly if they are my actual memories or treasonably ones since I 've heard the story so many times.

What I do recall is waking up and not knowing what the fuck was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty much lying in a inundation of what smelled wish pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a strange room I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to fill me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our lives at the very last potential bit before we were all consume animated. He had taken us to a ensure lieu that had food for thought, water system, electrical energy, moving-picture show, guns, popcorn, and he was n't an asshole ! He patched me up and kept me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first time a little while ulterior 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 acquisition so they could all kill zombies.

So here 's the scene : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a TEXAS accent ! Not substantial secure, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got blue jean on and some kind of army perspirer 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 handsome face appeared broken about something, and yet he was pure fragrance and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a finger around my ear, pushing my hair off my nerve and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the adjacent duet of Day, while I 'm recovering, stories start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the girls, and he 's got a big fucking cock. So let 's recapitulation. Big hammer, good-looking guy, tall, TX speech pattern, has his asshole together, kills zombies without batting an eye, saves damsels in severe suffering, like musical and retro John Rock, is apparently practiced at pleasing the ladies, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 good affair to one not-so-great thing. Fortunately, I 've had a life-time long love affair with my Old Sam, so that one matter is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally pass over heels, prime clock time in love with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was convince him that I was so much dependable than the 8 hot babe already here, not to mention my age-appropriate female parent. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an injured Virgo the Virgin like myself !

Things went along for a time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really desire to look at me at multiplication. Now, I do n't want to seem like all stuck up and shit, but I 'm passably tinker's dam cute. I was thinking it was maybe my boobs. Guys are so Weird. They seem to like bosom, but if you 've got over-sized ace like I do, they just make fun of you or get all stupid or, I do n't experience what. I know there 's guy cable who think that 'more than a handful is a wastefulness', and then there 's guys who just be intimate massive teat. How do I bang this while remaining a virgin ? unsubdivided ! 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 point of their lone prison term together. I knew she was smitten ( her word, not mine ) but she also knew it was just kind of a fling ; Michael did n't appear to want to get too attached at this point. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guys, I would n't just finalize down with one and tell the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. 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 affair, ya know ? Sometimes she would whisper his name. Then she 'd fall asleep. Of course, that got me very horny so then I 'd have to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingers in my snatch and disseminate my orgasm around my firm nipple. Then, I lick them sportsmanlike. I think it 's very sexy. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a little plait. After I swallow down my juices, I like to just hug my boobs to my face, like soft warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my nipples more, but usually they just ease me. most dark I drift off to slumber that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'care was to become a world-champion zombie slayer. And so when my back healed I worked very concentrated and listened to everything he said and I got fucking goodness at it ! Erin is a better gunslinger than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the sound of all the girls. My tools are, a Gerber mini-machete and a yearn painter pole. On the pole, we worked up a spike with kind of a `` Tee '' on it. The move is, I use the pole to try and knock down the Zed, then hack his fucking head with the panga. If he 's really big and I ca n't knock him down, the magnetic pole at least hold open his arms off me while I hack them before I get to his stupid head.

I used to be kind of like a girly-girl, not very gymnastic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy concerns outside my niggling circle of friends. In brusque, I was a narrow-minded twit. But hey, we can all change !

Now, I feel naked if I do n't have my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel nervous if I do n't also have my magnetic pole and my AR strapped on or within arm 's compass. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't mind saying it. I was just starting to enter the Earth, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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okeh I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to spell about my world-class sexual experience with another someone, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's right, it 's his storey and I 'm only a client writer. Still, I just stood up and farted in his general instruction, just to instruct him a lesson.

So where were we ... Ah yes ! The dancing ! 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 acknowledge what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Jesus Christ you people need to calm down.

So, Michael made us a fire up but wonderful dinner. Obviously, he did n't need us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the drunkenness, for sure as shooting. He was so kind, and sweet, and staring into my eyes, when he asked me to dance I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our organic structure touched. He traced the mark on my back from my neck opening down to my lower back. It was sexy, not gross, and it just reminded me that this heroic meter man saved my life on several occasions now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could sense footling stirring in my pussy during dinner, but commodity Jehovah I was on fire when we started dancing ! His strong arms wrapped around me, his manly fragrance enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me mingy, my breast crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could feel something on his right leg. Something intemperate. I 'm sure it was his cock, but I thought it was in the middle between his legs, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a mo, babe. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his hand down his own pants. `` All beneficial now. ``

I was n't surely what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of porn, the cocks were usually just hard ; I did n't live how foresightful it took to go from soft to intemperate. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This metre, I could feel all of his hardness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that gruelling. Holy darn ! My tit were intemperate, I can evidence you that, and my pussy seemed to be on fervor, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The unenviable, mis-proportioned little girl ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his cheek, then he turned and he met me with his mouth. Our tongues danced and time seemed to stand still. succeeding thing I know both his hands are on my ass nerve, and he 's pressing his punishing cock into my tummy. I moved a little sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a green slut. But I did n't care, it felt so GOOD !

We kissed for several arcminute, lost in each others lips. His hands felt so good on my butt, squeezing hard, almost too hard but it not quite. My hand eventually drifted down his side, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare tegument for the first time. He did n't have an oz. of fat on him. I ran my hands up the front of his breast, feeling the contours of his hard stomach and then the fashion plate of his hard pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice chest, Mister. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, niggling lady ! '' he responded. `` I do n't mean you understand how good you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his arms like I was just a patch of paper ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' wait, '' he said in surprise. `` You do n't even know what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, sorry looker. I was going to ask if you 'd help me wash the jeep ? ``

'' Sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, dirty backtalk. 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 wait until tomorrow. '' He started towards his way, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too commonplace and worn out. Virgin busting is laborious work, or so I hear. ``

He just smiled and set me down gently after we entered his room. He arranged the air mattress and turned on a voiced light, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a naked man before ? In person, I mean ? ``

I shook my head teacher, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my point, yes.

'' Okay, stop there, I 'll strip for you. ``

He unbuttoned his hanker sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely breathe. He threw the shirt on the story. Kicked off his brake shoe, then pulled his socks off.

'' Last fortune ! '' he said as he stood there with his manpower on the fly of his dungaree. `` You can still back out ! ``

In a slightly quivering voice, I answered. `` I might just kill you where you stand if you stop now. ``

He laughed, but I think he saw I was n't kidding.

Turning his binding towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his pants, slowly, slowly exposing the gap of his butt impudence. His ass was hone. As he removed the pants completely, I marveled at how the heftiness in his legs and butt flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his branch outstretched a little and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the face was a three-foot colossus cock.

fountainhead, I was a virgin, remember ? It seemed like it was three pes long. He told me later it 's about 8 column inch. All I know is that it was far vainglorious than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to expiry of this affair, and wanting to devour it with my rima oris and pussy.

lecherousness won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my knees when I got there. I just breathed in his olfactory property for a few bit, strong, musky. My hands on his thighs, I knew from the pornos what I was supposed to do, but doing it for tangible is a different story. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's nice. ``

I began to make out with his cock, and my right hand came over to grip it. Christ ! The cutis is so piano, but underneath is so concentrated ! How is this possible ? And the skin moves around on the outside a footling, fascinating ...

Gathering up my courage, I opened my oral fissure and covered his whole tip with my lips. Good god, my back talk was loose almost as much as it could, and I only had about an inch inside ! How do those fille deep throat like in the movies ? But it felt so poise, so in force, and then I had a salty taste in my backtalk. I pulled back and I could see this succus ooze from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lube. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can taste it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some cleaning woman seem to hate the mouthful of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer dear it, though. I hoped I would like it.

After a couple minutes, Michael helped me back up to standing.

'' child, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this dress ? ``

He turned me around and undid the little grasp in the binding. After stepping out of my wearing apparel, he slid my underclothes off. The moment of verity was coming, he was going to see my oversized boobs in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy horseshit ! '' 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, everlasting cleaning lady I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me knockout again.

After a few here and now, I broke the buss. 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 sequence of events. And I want to do them all at some dot. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't believe I was all tongue-tied. Usually they ca n't exclude me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to buss more ? Just tell me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just skip all the foreplay and get to the fucking ? I 'm really ready now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively overspread open. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weight unit on his subdivision. I could sense his cock bumping around down there, I opened my legs as all-inclusive as I could. He reached down to position his cock, and suddenly it was there at my entree. He rubbed it up and down my pussy a few metre, coating his cock with my juices. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` piece of ass me. ``

His pecker inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never have imagined. He pressed his tough cock further into me, pulling it back out a minuscule and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was nothing like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me further than I thought potential. I could n't catch one's breath for a moment.

'' That, my dear, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a endorsement, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should have done more of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His lingua circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some force per unit area, ahh that 's well, gave me a little ventilation room.

'' Bring your tits up, '' he told me. He was resting on his hands so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my side, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my face, my nipples pointing right at him. He bent his head down and kissed my left wing teat, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning bolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my nipple to my pussy. His warm backtalk engulfed my hard nipple and he sucked it inside his mouth. As the sparks continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the other one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my nipples were almost touching each former, he tongued both of them frantically, first of all one and then the other. My pussy felt like it was on fire ! Suddenly, the slim aching down there was gone, replaced by a warm, arresting feeling.

Michael pulled his cock most of the way out. I was about to protest when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Deliverer Saviour, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could grab his ass and perpetrate 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 wholly exercising weight on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in complete command of me, I could n't move anything except my pelvis, up and down to receive his slash. 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 accident I moaned or grunted or made some variety of guttural, key interference. My pussy was stretched to it 's limits, but I did n't desire him to kibosh, no flaming way. At some dot he reached for and found my result tit. He molested it with his hand so a lot that I cried out.

'' Sorry baby ! '' he panted.

'' Pull on it harder goddamit ! '' I cried.

He pressed harder into my tit and pulled and yanked on it, then he brought it up to our faces so we could both see my nipple. Looking into my eyes, he encircled my rigid nipple, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it feel better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my nipple, then drew it in my sassing and gently sucked it. I do this all the meter, but I always thought it was a picayune Weird to suck on your own soundbox constituent. I did n't recall anyone else would suppose 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 yearn, mighty stroking now, slamming into my trunk. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded tits, kissing in between.

'' detention them, baby ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his hands and started REALLY fucking me profligate and hard. I pinched and squeezed my pap and titty 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 wonderful sense 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 multiplication, 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 orgasm exploded throughout my consistence. As my slit 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 breath, I could n't talk, I could n't displace, I was just a bunch of raw delight nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful cock. undulation of cum muscle spasm 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 cunt up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his middle finger right up my prick. It felt antic. From watching pornography, anal sex always looked interesting, but also very shivery and something I could never fancy 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 of it, and suddenly I felt flooded with this fantastic hot feel in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His hammer trembled many times, and I clenched hard good back at him, squeezing as fast as I could. Yes I was a Virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my hero, my replacement Daddy, had fucked me and cum in my slit. I was happy beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his skin covered in a light sweat. His iron shaft seemed to cause shrunk a piddling, or else I was so unfold, I could n't say. He kissed me a little, stroked my nerve with his fingers, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' child, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to roll off me, I started to detest that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.

'' submit me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his back 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 awing and this was fantastic and holy whoreson I ca n't believe it ... ''

'' It was trade good, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was grotesque for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Jesus Christ ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guy out. ``

Oh yeah, in force theme. He probably should n't have cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a flood of White person cum poured out of me onto him, covering his stopcock, ballock, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! commodity god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't concern, I 'll scavenge it up. ``

With only a trivial disinclination, I licked up the first gob of cum I found on his second joint. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't wish it ? The first taste was okay, salty, thick, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also taste pussy succus, how fucking cool is that ! Our succus were mixed together ! And, it was fine. In fact, it was good. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk beauty, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard cock, he showed me how to grip it at the posterior and push towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal electron tube. Mmmmm, more cum rightfield from the tap. When I got to his musket ball, he warned me to be easy. globe are so Weird, so sensitive, and ... ugly ... but in a cool way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the hair and gave me a little tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to have been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both athirst, and even a little hungry. I put on his dress shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the buttons just to stay fresh it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his room towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guys ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her little kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too short-circuit for her and did n't encompass up much on top, either. Her case looked a piddling level, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a second ! '' she said as she grabbed some cookie from a software package. She glanced at Michael, who stood there stern naked with a gleaming half-hard cock, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that trivial 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 but living he-man within who knows how many miles, and who can roll in the hay like a champion, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her hard. I cried a little, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was wonderful. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you give us a couple minutes ? I 'll bring back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass employment as he walked.

'' Honey ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. Tears of joy and happiness, but she did n't get laid that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't have to give him up, for me. I mean, he 's fantastic ! I could never do that, not in a million years ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh honey, I just wanted you to have a shot at some happiness. With affair the way they are, who knows what 's going to pass today, tomorrow, following week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're happy, I can sense the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my haircloth, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so delicate and Mommy-like, it was courteous to hold on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my fucking God yes. You would n't think how aphrodisiacal ... oh yeah, maybe you would believe how aphrodisiacal he is ! ``

We chatted a trivial bit about sexy things 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 give him everything. But, how do you, um, get ready ? I mean we do n't own any Astroglide like you use at nursing home ... ''

'' What do you mean ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a little strumpet ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty skillful spank.

'' Well, the accuracy is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' Well, pet. I 'm a little older, and when women get older they do n't always lubricate as a lot as they used to. I 'm sure, for you, that your pussy juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough pussy succus ! ``

'' Just kitty succus ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no doctors, you know. '' The truth was, I really wanted to get butt fucked but I was scared to death of Michael 's big cock in there. But I knew some of the early girls took him, so I had to be at to the lowest degree as good as they were at it.
'' wellspring you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for Eden 's sake. lean up against the counter. Goddamn kids these twenty-four hours I swear to God, ca n't figure anything out. Go on, circularise your legs, yes like that. ``

Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.

'' Mom ! '' I gasped.

She easily slipped two finger's breadth inside me as far as they would go, then she finger fucked me for about thirty seconds or so. I could experience my rousing building, and I could sense my juices starting to flow again.

'' See ? So you get your finger as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her fingers and then itch my asshole, depositing my succus on it. She repeated that again, only this time she pressed a undivided fingerbreadth inside my ass a little bit.

'' Okay so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow. I mean, He has to go tedious. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my hind end. It felt wonderful. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass impertinence. `` He should also use some expectoration, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot saliva onto my arsehole. Her digit continued to have sex my nates as her other hand rubbed my pussy. Then she pulled her finger out my butt, but instantly I could feel TWO fingers pressing against my backdoor. Oh damn !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan Pipeline had just entered me, when in fact two fingers were n't even half as long or half as wide as Michael 's tool. I do n't know how this is going to process. I 'll never be capable to fit his cock back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my head, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to finger shtup both of my holes as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

'' well, in her eternal pursuance to please you, this lilliputian gentlewoman wants to prepare herself for an anal fucking from you. Knowing how big your cock is, I figured I better get her ready, somewhat, at least. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my boob as it hung down. His previously limpish cock was now at to the full attention again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I assist with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to secern her that a natural language is good to help out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his head to one side and thought process for a moment. `` 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 feign disgust, Mom withdrew her fingers from my ass and proceeded to turn down and plant her face between my cheeks. I jumped just a bit as her hot tongue probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand geezerhood 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, continue going. you 're doing majuscule. Lick Lorrie 's dickhead like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could feel purulent succus running down my leg. `` Guys ! '' I said. `` I ca n't bear here like this much farseeing. ``

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 kitty juices will just hang into her bottom. Gayle, you work her pussy and I 'll work on these boob. We will get you juicy, do n't worry, baby. ``

True to his word, Michael started working very hard on my right tit. squeeze, kneading, mashing, kissing, licking, all variety of at once.

Mom put two digit back up inside my pussy and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juices. Her thumb rubbed on my clit. together with the sparks coming from my tit, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very quick and gentle touched my clit. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that thing on my clitoris, it had to be a natural language. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my kitty-cat, my cunt. She thrust three or four finger's breadth, or maybe her entirely hand inside my pussy as she licked my sassing and clit, now finger fucking me fast and hard.

Michael decided that this was the time he should slap my teat. 'Increases the stock menstruation', he said. As he gripped my tit where the tegument rose from my chest, the end of my tit and the tit were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at first, but each one got a footling harder, made a trivial more noise.

Mom pulled out her hand from my cunt, and forced it against my now soaked butt hole. Her digit went in a little, then she pulled them back.

Each time Mom rammed her finger into my laughingstock, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to lick my kitty-cat and they both assaulted my tits and ass, I came in about two minutes.

Pussy succus flowed out of me, I could feel it running out of my scratch and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's set, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my legs. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvic girdle nonplus 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 cock, slobbering all over it.

'' OK, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His stopcock nous pressed into my ass, and I felt it kind of 'plop'into me as his mushroom-shaped cloud brain gained entree. I stiffened from the sensation. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' Easy please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to take him inside me. He must get laid my ass. All the former 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 brass and told me to relax, it will be fine. Then she kissed me for a second on the backtalk, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my puss and forced her way in so she could lick my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's tongue on my clitoris while Michael slowly fucked my ass little by fiddling. Going deeper. Into the bad place. With my Mom licking my cunt. Are you kidding me ? My intellect was spinning in circles as crazy cerebration went through my chief. 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 suck her breast, and for her to suck mine, and I want everyone to suck my tits. And I want 20 Guy to stand in a rotary around me and twitch off on me and compensate me in cum, and Mom can puzzle out it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT roll in the hay ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inches inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Jesus Savior 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 sassing. God, I taste in force. I thought. I 'm such a slut, I also thought. Mom reached back down and finger's breadth fucked me in time with Michael 's strokes. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in heat. oral presentation of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you turn back for a second. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, fuck me doggy dash. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely evacuate feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a moment, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' sister, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulation for this. Tell you what, I 'll lay down on my rear, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your capitulum down there. This way I can lap your cunt while he fucks your ass. You 'll be exquisitely this way. ``

OK Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her mind as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot tongue inside my cunt lips and on my clit as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be fine. ``

Michael worked his way in between my legs and Mom 's shoulders and weapon, and got ready again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a min or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's pecker, I just know that I was feeling a slight lonely just sitting here on all Little Joe with nothing to do. Suddenly, Mom 's mouth was back on my cunt and Michael 's tool was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my fucking god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your book binding ! His tool slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so full, so filled up, so discharge. With Mom licking my puss and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an enraptured United States Department of State. My arms and legs lost ascendancy, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my cunt hard into Mom 's face. I do n't know how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My face landed right in Mom 's bare pussy. Her heady scent wafted in my nozzle, her juicy lip covered my face. Without any anterior history of touching a girl, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her rim, sucked her clit, buried my human face between her folds, smearing her juices all over my typeface. I ate my Mom 's pussy with pure abandon.

Somewhere in the middle of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yip and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my other cheek even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to blockade ? '' He teased.

I turned to look at him. All sweaty from chief to toe, his muscles gleaming in the light, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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OK, plenty is enough. Lorrie, you write like a girl. Too a lot of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a couple of professional lesbian. Lorrie 's ass was so tight, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of course of instruction, but you could see a little, well it was fucking awesome. This was advantageously than any daydream I could consume concocted.

I thought the only thing to name this better was a little ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my niggling elbow room, and each slap was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to reckon at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's pussy juices, her hair stringy with perspiration, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to stare into my eyes, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her head jerked but she held my gaze, until finally she slumped back down on top of Mommy like a rag doll.

I fucked her knockout for a few more strokes, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In sec, I came too. With a fury, my dick trembled and shook and I emptied my raging spermatozoan mysterious inside my baby girl 's ass. Wave after waving, shot after shot, I finally finished cumming after almost a minute. My pecker was physically tired, I could feel it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscleman after running a long way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a nice surprise.

From her yaw asshole, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting rima oris. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her mouth closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her back. Then Gayle bent down and, with her hands, opened Lorrie 's mouth. Gayle slowly opened her own back talk, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her oral fissure into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum clump for a few moments before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a long time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, utterly spent. My putz lay there like a dead soldier, or Thomas More like a complaining soldier. 'No more, let me perch !'it seemed to say. Hey short crony, it was worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

fourth dimension drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their warm boobs against me and draping their peg over part of me. I mentioned water again, because I never got any the number 1 sentence. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two chalk for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. threesome can be difficult sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt feelings. Mix in some Mother/Daughter hooey, and I did n't hump 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 osculate her mom on the sass, dragging a big fucking tit right in my side. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okay. Tired, but a serious tired. I ca n't believe what we did, what I did. Thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the capital night of my life. ``

They both squeezed me close. We drifted off to kip, each commonplace and slaked and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio blared. `` Michael ! assistance ! We 've got troupe ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my strong sleep with my two babes, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a hundred zombies at to the lowest degree ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! hang on ! ``

The lady friend were already moving. `` Full gear, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the Jeep ! ''

Sounded like the shit was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm guardian, shin safety, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to principal street, weapon hot and quick to go. In venom of the danger, there were a few smirky face passed back and Forth, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to battle, but the fucking sure was fun live on dark ! ``

I rounded the corner a few one hundred M from hardware store, where everybody was holed up. zombi spirit crowded around the front end door. Yeah, at least a C. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a fall in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't want to just shoot them. Then they 'll stream 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 bedchamber, which was holding unattackable. Erin had climbed out the window onto the window dressing roof.

Right by us, next to slew real property, was Jim 's Fix It workshop. I looked in the window and saw a clustering of creature and broken TVs and other shit. And conducting wire. reel of telegram. I can do something with this ! The dynamic Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the store and got the spools. Zed was busy making noise down the street, they did n't hear me.

'' Call Erin, tell her to keep it up, keep on their tending. ``

I had Gayle drive us closer, about 75 railway yard from the nearest Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my last mag. I 'll just wave at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, sooner would be better ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, engine idle, ready to roll. I mean, forged came to whip, we could just drive into a few of them, then drive around townspeople as they followed us. disperse them out some so we could engage them a few at a meter. But I wanted to try this wire thing first.

I undid some wire and wrapped it around the nearest streetlight. With plier, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the ground. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a streetlight on that side, also about a groundwork off the soil and as tight as I could gain it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the side by side street lamp about one hundred feet away, and tied another bit of wire across the street about a animal foot high. Did that four to a greater extent 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 street girl turned to depend at us. Blew the horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' Lady, be ready if this does n't act. '' I was pretty scared, actually. If this did n't work, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't know if we could throw off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The first Zachs got to the wire, Foomp ! Down they went ! The Tripwire was working ! They just kept falling over each other ! Dumbasses ! As they spread out in the confusion, a few went outside the magnetic pole and the telegram, but then those guy cable zeroed in on us in the centre of the street and hit the next wire. John L. H. Down went those bozo !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. Libra the Balance and coordination are not his thing. Depending on their condition, it can subscribe 30 seconds, a minute, even more for them to get upright again. Those that did, fell down on the succeeding wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick antic. After a couple minutes, 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 spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her foresighted poker stick.

'' I got the offset one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this abruptly Guy question. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's check close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't want 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 masses in the building ; they staged a murderous prison-breaking and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his dead head, making certainly he was re-dead.
fountainhead, the flavor was fucking atrocious. And now we had 147 dead guys in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boys, Wyatt and John Pierpont Morgan, looked a piddling sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Thomas Hunt Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music finale night. You know, just having a little company. It was pretty late, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. future thing we know a few of these guy wire started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the morning ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this dawn, they crashed through the glass door, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a room, all we had was my handgun, radio, and my six clip. ``

'' What did you use to break out ? '' I asked.

Sir Thomas Wyat jumped in. `` We busted up the furniture, got some good boards. Erin shot the first few, then we beat the repose down until we could get our arm. ``

I was sort of pissed at them for getting themselves into problem. 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 ruck pass by on the highway. They heard the music and decided to issue forth guide a look. I read about the herds a few Day ago. When Zed has no stimulus, he just kind of stands there. Then a doll 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 use. He does n't need to miss out on the natural action so he follows him. Zena sees two of her acquaintance charging ahead and says yeah sister, I 'm with ya ! future thing you know, 147 dead shitheads are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't stop now !

Well the Tripwire worked, got ta do more of that. We got ta get our demurrer up. We ca n't just have got these hombre storming our town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the eternal rest of the day cleaning up. The former remaining townsfolk came out to help, too. Picking up short Z is hard work. We dragged them all about a quarter mile down main street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the trucking and dragging, word got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that mummy Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some suffering look, too. Some of the girls were thinking I was off the securities industry and were jealous.

We broke for tiffin. As we munched down Dennison 's chilly, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a little suffering, after all, Erin helped arrange this whole thing ! Now she seemed a little pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really have any pattern right now. Except for the mug rule, which is if you are a terror to me and us then you get to impart. But, well, rule lodge has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty free 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 James Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the love stage yet. '' They made rum gestures of wiping their brows in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, chill out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

People seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said former on, I needed to learn my step with these girls, or they may all turn on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to knead. `` Nice speech. ``

'' Yeah right hand, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the daughter ? It 's okey. I just want to eff. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the real world, you would be my number girl of all meter. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are difficult times and we ca n't afford to suffer everyone pissed at each other right now ... ''

I grabbed a duo of drained metrical unit, Lorrie grabbed his workforce. We swung him up into a wheel barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your Lucille Ball. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to have Thomas More sex with you. A lot more. I am in love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to shape out an organization here. I 'll think about it. ``

okay, I thought, conceive on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry. I 'd suck 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 fall behind you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an idea for tonight, though, Big Daddy. You might like it. ``

She was right, I did care it.

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Chapter 14 - mathematical group Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my people together.

'' Hey guys, practiced work today. Let 's get cleaned up for an betimes dinner party up at the house. Then I want to have a strategy session, we got ta do something so this does n't happen again. '' We piled into the trucks and headed up the pitcher's mound to my shack.

After we all got clean and shiny, we had a decent repast of put up spaghetti and meatballs, green bonce, and pear. Ok, so it was n't all that nice. But it filled us up and did n't take long to ready, so that was good enough.

'' Ok family, '' I began. `` We need a bulwark. I propose we start with the machine in Ithiel Town. There 's ... what, a yoke hundred houses here, and only about 15 occupied. Let 's need the cars from the rest of them, line them nose to give chase alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our little valley to the former end. That way, the zombie will probably diminish into the ditch, and we can help with that too, and then they wo n't be capable to climb the ditch because railcar will be there on the top edge. We 'll go away an opening, and use a big hand truck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta drain all fluids from the cars and deliver them in barrels. Take out the barrage fire, inflammation telegram and stuff and nonsense, anything useful. That should have respective days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that little welding workshop down south, see if that guy is alive and assist him out. We need him. When we went past him death sentence, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big plan is to work up the 'Sanchez Pit of Death'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the course credit, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll need to go about 40 international mile north and see what 's up with the hand truck stop there before mortal else gets to it. motortruck hateful hooey, hopefully food, and god knows what else. hand truck also mean shipping containers. We need those to establish wild leek for the Ilich Ramirez Sanchez Pit. And we can use void trailers to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couplet hour, working out the details of the car paries. That was the most important matter. We did n't finger like leaving the town without having it be secure so that when we returned the town would not be full moon of Zombies. We also assigned people to specific jobs. Gayle and Lorrie would drop at least 2 hours a day learning herbal tea medicine and passe doctoring. Erin would become our armoury technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top build. Tina and Payton were to become farm specialists so that come spring we would be prepare. The distich of Masters and Johnsons would work on fortifying the wall, building watchtowers, and any other forcible security system matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinking. It was good to slack, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a couple more hr, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big announcement we had agreed on.

'' I have a big announcement ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a Porno on the living elbow room TV ! ``

to the highest degree people laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm serious ! I 'm going to my room for 15 minute for some close second cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch some unclean movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to join. If you do n't desire to, that 's fine, no worries. Maybe just stay in your elbow room, or you guys can go back down into townsfolk to your computer memory. Again, no harm, 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 get a line a pin drop.

I turned on my melodic line box so I would n't hear any conversations or bitching or moaning or vociferation. Then I proceeded to sweep my teeth, do some final cleaning and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a television was baffling. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old school. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a twosome of sweat gasp commando manner, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the flick, cipher 's here. Really ? Nobody ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll watch it anyway. I started searching through the host to get the pic up. Just as I got it going, I heard a girl 's voice shout out from the back :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... borderland ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the measure. Erin, the Little Panthera tigris, is the squad leader. She called out as they marched out, single file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the leatherneck !

Out came the sorriest looking squad I ever saw. Also, the aphrodisiacal. Erin called out the cadence call and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sensory faculty in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no mother wit in lookin down )
Ai n't no living dead on the ground ! ( Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! )
Killin zombie all day long ! ( Killin Zombies all day long ! )
Gon na form me big and strong ! ( Gon na shit me big and unattackable ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're Right ! )
speech sound off ! ( 1,2 ! )
Sound off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to keep a flat cheek. This was so sang-froid !

The troop was now arrayed in battlefront 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 problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' provision takings sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a nice camo baseball hat, and one of my camo shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the front. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her lovely fiddling boobs.

'' Dress that line, police sergeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a prissy clinch on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandanna wrapped around her head, a nice white push-up bra which accentuated her square tits, and scrap boots.

'' trouser, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that smell ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' well, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the next miss, Lorrie, who had on a camouflage tee shirt. That was it. And the T-shirt looked like it was having a unvoiced sentence as it had a few strategic 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 ! ``

'' pearl down and give me twenty dollar bill ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 sucks ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my effort, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard cock completely in her mouth. She got a few strokes in before it got too big for her. By the sentence she got to 20, I was at total attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your story ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a contraband thong and a Boonie hat. A tongue hung on a train around her neck opening, resting comfortably between her luscious boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't cause a history ? ``

'' Drop and give me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not real imaginative, not a big talker. But she 's a punishing worker and she fucks like a racehorse. Deliverer, I thought. And a trade good cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the squad called out in unison.

'' Back in line, buck private ! Ok, you two, what the shag ? ``

Lizzy and Wyatt were handcuffed together. Wyatt had on bloomers, which was good. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my captive, Sir ! ``

'' Fair enough. captive Sir Thomas Wyatt, drop-off and give me ... no time lag, render her 20 ! ``

Wyat eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's pussy. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to consider ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Wyatt got up, his lips and chin glistening.

'' Nurse ! '' I said to the next person, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hairsbreadth. She also had a two-inch wide bandage wrapped around her breast at the nipple wrinkle. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' footfall Forward ! '' Nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look goodish, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just take this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my foremost aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' bending forward ! '' I commanded. `` hold back ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, naked ass, 10 clip. Not that hard, but her cheek got a little pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

Well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be greedy, nurse ! ``

I moved down the descent to Kristin and Daniel Morgan. She had a dog shoe collar around her cervix, with a range held by Morgan. Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very humble in her long sleeve army T-shirt.

'' Let me guess ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' Daniel Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him recall, 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. stoppage. Knock it off ! '' I yanked on her chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a lucky sumbitch, Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had makeup on, and was fully dressed in a sexy way ; courteous white blouse, soaked black skirt, pitch-black fishnets, high hound. darn if she was n't the sexiest one here. well, excepting my Lorrie, of course ! She was also the merely one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' private Tina ! You look ... prodigious. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious objector ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class hooker, Sir ! I want to get fucked ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did about everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at comfort. Troops, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. leisure sentence starts in 5 minutes. Those who want to be utile will make me a drink. sergeant, dismiss the squad. ``

'' Squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premises at 0800 tomorrow for work contingent ! 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 effort and sat on the couch. I was glad I took those 15 transactions earlier to clean up, had myself all decent and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV Remote when Lorrie came up with a couple of drinks.

'' auger ? '' she asked.

'' My ducky, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat next to me. kind of. She was more like sitting on me. Her house tits pressed into my arm and chest. I took about 4 gulping of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with deglutition and everyone mingled for a few bit. Nobody 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 ease of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to business ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the couch, then I slid down onto the floor. Spreading her legs, I began to lick and kiss my way up her knees, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and Momma Gayle sat on the couch next to Lorrie. It was form of funny. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these young woman. Many had lost their menage, had seen destruction closing up, were n't for sure about the future, all that. So Gayle spent many a night hugging one of the girls as we watched a appearance on the tube.

So, this was n't any different, except now Momma Gayle was completely naked and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at mummy 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thighs as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my trophy. Lorrie 's hands naturally went to her tits, she massaged them lazily through her T-shirt. I could reek happy slight odour stirring in front of me.

Suddenly, my back was covered in warmheartedness, Kaitlyn laid her cushy boobs on my backrest. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my cock and balls. Oh god, that 's dainty. Always nice to have someone lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my backtalk across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her clean-shaven outer sphere. God I was in heaven, and I wanted this to be dear for Lorrie. I gently opened her a niggling with my hands, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to charm her eye. But they were closed in exaltation. I felt her rut on my tongue as I continued to explore her alfresco. As I passed over her opening, the heating intensified. I pressed my tongue down into there ... it was like licking a vent ! Her boiling hot woman lava covered my tongue in fantastic flavors.

I swallowed some of her juices 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 titty ! My left hand went up to hug them while I licked my thumb and forefinger to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her snatch and circled around her clit with my tongue as my ripe hand began to tease her pussy and ass with my fingers. Her succus quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my tongue lightly on her clit, feeling the heavy little nub under me. I sped up a small and added some pressure, varying my path as I tongue lashed her total cunt. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned my head.

'' My routine ! '' 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 accumulated juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's tits. I dove back in and tongue fucked her cunt. back and Forth River with my strict tongue inside her steaming cakehole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a couple minutes of that, I slid a finger up inside her as I worked my back talk up towards her rock heavy little clitoris. first-class honours degree, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some unspoiled force per unit area. The I gave it a few glancing licks, drawing moan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my clapper firmly against her clit.

For the side by side ... I do n't recognize how many second ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clitoris. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that whole area into my mouth. I struggled to hold back up with her stream of secretions, swallowing as best I could, but I really did n't desire to let her go. I slipped Sir Thomas More fingers inside her hot maw, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her backbreaking while continuing to beset her button. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my straits between her second joint, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bloody slaying as her coming ripped through her cunt and spread throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me finish after about a minute.

'' pappa ! '' she gasped, barely able to rest. `` I ca n't ... dad I ca n't take it anymore ... papa ... ''

Haha ! No have it away way. I held on and continued to lick and suck her clit. Lorrie 's orgasm continued, rising and falling with my speed and pressure, balancing on the bound of the falls, and then plummeting over the edge. Only to be on another bound, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a duo min of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the last 15 minutes, I had no estimate what was going on. I gathered that multitude were doing some sexy matter, but they had all stopped in the death 5 minutes due to the amount of stochasticity Lorrie made ! They gave me a prissy round of hand clapping as I rose from between her leg. I waved to the crew, tipped my fanciful hat, then fell into the coat of arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, farsighted and deep, her natural language totally engaged with mine. I felt adept to rest a little, my jaw was a bit old-hat !

I sat back on the put and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my set shaft in both hands and began stroking me. Her blondish hair blocked my purview, but I could finger her hot back talk settle onto my tool as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on Lorries lovely, set mamilla. These child were vast right now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a problem ! Tina impaled her pie-eyed cunt with my cock, at lastly, and finally I had fucked all the women here !

Looking around, Momma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her tits while Kaitlyn licked her unruffled twat. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the Masters boys, while her Sister Kristin and Lorrie looked on with severe lust in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending release flying and her mammilla bouncing. Her chirpy little girls were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my peter. Her tight cunt clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her foresighted orgasm, I guess a shaft in her pussy and in her ass felt pretty adept ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's cheek, surprising everyone with the amount of juice 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 operose peter at full-of-the-moon 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 Wyatt 's cock, and then Morgan moved up to have intercourse her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous titty in my face. I sucked them for a pair arcminute, then got up and mounted her from prat. Her cunt accepted my big cock, no interrogation asked. Not quite as tight as a teenage female child, she still felt mythic. I gave her a serious fucking, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her boldness on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean and jerk of all those juices. I rammed my prick back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in ecstasy from her double-fucking. I do n't lie with how those master key boys were holding off and not cumming, but salutary 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 tarradiddle, Part II
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Morgan laid on his back with his pecker standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hand and helped me lower myself onto Morgan 's cock. Wyat stood by with his stopcock 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 take in, but no smooching. Sure, I 'm down !

Somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in township. finger's breadth probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something vast pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyat ! I gritted my tooth as he entered my rear. Savior messiah ! No finesse, like Michael, he just forced his way in. Thank god for the lubricant.

'' FU-U-U-CK ! ! ! '' I hollered. I was double-fucked !

I collapsed on top of Henry Morgan, both he and Wyatt squeezed my knocker hard. But Deliverer, I was filled up. I pretty much went limp as they pumped my pussy and ass. I could n't even think about gripping a pecker or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next affair I know, something big and soft and gruelling and wet was forcing it 's way into my mouth. I guess Michael could n't stand it, he had to get in on the activeness. Now I had all three holes filled ! I could smack someone 's cunt on Michael 's cock. My intellect drifted, overwhelmed with sex as cock tried to get deeper and inscrutable into me. My twat was on fire, my ass felt great, and I could barely breathe as Michael 's huge cock fucked my face.

Daniel Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the Brother. He told me later he did n't need them cumming inside me, that was his job. Girls flocked to the two boys as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the level and forced his way in between my legs, and he shoved his cock right up all the way inside my snatch. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that trauma for a moment. It was like he hit bottom, I do n't have it away. His cock was so thick, even though it was only one it felt almost the same as having two inside me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My headway swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My orgasm built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to grind my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge cock swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the limit. I begun cumming as I felt his seed shoot into me. It felt SO assuredness having his turncock flex and throbbing, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My twat clenched him back as my best ever orgasm swept through me. He ate me out about 15 transactions earlier, that was my outflank sexual climax. But this one, even better. It just would n't stop. We continued to kiss as our mutual orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` Baby, get off me so I can get these guys out of me ! '' I loved the taste of his 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 piddling pleasure ripples through my entire pussy. I held him as close and as unvoiced as I could. I loved him so much.

getting double fucked was great, but ... it 's nothing like this. Basking in the after glow with your man.

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Early the side by side morning, Michael 's lookout started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' screwing me again, sister '' I half-moaned. I checked my kitty-cat, still a bit break. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my other handwriting. I got ta get some juices going !

'' Babe, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't make time to do you justice -- ''

'' Come on, Daddy ! '' piped in Mom. `` afford her a quickie ! ``

Mom grabbed his cock and slobbered all over it for a minute. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my leg, and my pussy throbbed the heartbeat he entered me. My button was still swollen from last night.

Michael locked his arm and rested on them, so he could expect at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it right there.

'' Good Shepherd fucking Christ ! You two ! You 're fucking strumpet ! ! ``

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 work up a wall, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` ejaculate here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard cock. His salty cum tasted great, mixed in with my bitch juice. The slew was apparently too lots for him, mom and daughter licking his cock. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't perform all that well. But that was n't the font with Michael.

'' ass Mom, and pass her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's kitty as he went back to his room to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to situation this car along the ditch. spirit, I 'm not so near at backing up, ok ? I rolled the stupid person Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this scheme where some of us moved car, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during fighting training, all plans go out the window when the maiden shot is fired. well, the first dig, in this vitrine, was one of the townie having a fit. Michael had enlisted their assistant, and all was going well. Until a distich of them got into an line over one of the former railcar that was owned by a stagnant person.

It seems that both of these old guy cable were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. Well they got into a scrap about which of these guys should get her car. See, Michael had said we should sustain any 4-wheel parkway vehicles, any Priuses or other loanblend, any vans, and maybe a couple of quick cars if we found any. And we let the livelihood folks keep whatever automobile they had. But we needed the rest for the wall.

So Lady Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le Sabre. It had some immense engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to keep on it. The line of reasoning got grownup, clenched fist were thrown, mass pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from townsfolk and labor it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was OK, 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 surly 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 rundle ''. Two Guy grabbed me, tied up my hands with those shaping zip-tie things, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their truck they had hidden behind some Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. They jammed me between the two of them in the movement seat. Jesus Christ I had a headache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't seem to have showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My figure 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your gens, hot stuff ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, sebaceous hair and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking lightlessness guy, did n't wait as bad, but still pretty dirty and grimy.

'' Fuck you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' Well, is n't that squeamish. Fuck-you, it 's gracious to gather you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy teeth and greasy face.

'' Jesus ! '' I said. `` Do n't you guys bathe ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? ravishment me, for sure. Then wipe out me ? Do n't kill me now, I 'm in love !

'' piece of ass ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about 20 minutes up the road, the whole time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the things he 's going to do to me. The driver was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed pissed or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this gear wheel, and a side arm, and bullets and stuff on a vest while Tom did n't have anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the wholly matter here.

We slowed down at a turnoff for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big Trent 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 hand truck, right at the crossroads. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trent is about the motortruck. ``

'' Shut up slave ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the shots, not you ! ``

Silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you keep an eye on '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me loose or I 'll fall over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the hand truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her loose, slaveboy, and check her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me loose, and I stood there for a moment. I could see Robbie had a hard on from rubbing my breast and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my direction. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my haircloth and posed a slight, letting my long hair fly in the breeze. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a bush. Perfect.

'' Come on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my army pant, pulled them down and exposed my naked pussycat to this fiery arse. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squat, and ... nothing, at maiden. Finally, I closed my center and tried to relax, and then I let it fly. The real trick was not to get it on my pants. Robbie stood transfixed. shit. He undid his fly and began stroking his laborious little cock. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't mention the sizing of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't move ! Do n't make me dissipate you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't germinate her, you 're not supposed to even come to her or Trent will bolt down you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his stopcock with the other hand. hoot side arm grips on the AR, they let you dash one handed if you want.

'' Pull up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and fritter away his load onto my knocker and bra.

'' Alright, come on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my knickers up. My jersey soaked in several piazza through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and farce me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot giving than our trivial one. We stopped after a couple minutes near a gigantic striptease promenade that had a Walmart in it. A expectant pirate flag flew from the top. The big store had hundreds of necros around it.

'' rest home, sweet home ! '' announced Robbie.

'' cum on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bonds and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the roof of the strip center. From there we walked a couple hundred yards til we got to the Walmart ceiling. There were about 6 or 8 armed guy up here, but they were n't doing anything about the snake god trying to get in down below. These guys were just hanging out. And staring at me, but nobody said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` binding off ! ``

We climbed down some stairs at the backbone, down to the storeroom of the Walmart. They led me through to the principal floor, some sparkle filtered down from the skylight but the sparkle were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, honest-to-goodness, perched up on these display subject, sitting in an easily chair like he was a queen on a commode. A naked woman kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy wooden leg. A couple guy wire stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift steps. Tom followed some aloofness behind.

'' Well, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a forget me drug 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 objet d'art of ass, not this shit you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the girl who had been at his slope. She whimpered and bowed her foreland low.

What an prick, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty young thing ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trent River glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your name, dearest ? '' he asked me again.

'' shtup you ! '' It was all I could think of to say.

'' Ah, defiance ! How skillful. wellspring I 'm sure we can beat that out of you. Or make out it out of you. mickle of men here ... they 'd all like a fling at you. Wait a second, what 's this ? '' Big Trent River had lifted my pilus and saw a large bruise near my tabernacle. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetheart ? '' he asked.

'' From shit over there ! '' I pointed my caput at Robbie.

Big Trent got very quiet. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, flash-frozen in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a niggling tap -- ''

'' A little tap ? '' Big River Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And look at these tits ! They look actual. Are they ? ``

Big Trent squeezed my titty for a few consequence. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the fuck ? '' he asked in shock. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his manpower in horror.

I told him. `` brainiac over there jacked off on me and shot his shitty cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent looked to Tom for verification. Tom nodded his question 'yes .'

Big River Trent slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me touch ... you let me put my handwriting 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 liberation of Irish potato, his heading twisted at a weird slant. 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'. occur on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to reckon of something to say. I came up empty. `` I do n't have much to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to defeat you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My pa. He will bolt down you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trent River thought about that for a few moments. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, tell me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up cars, like a wall. Down in Larchmont. That 's that diminutive townsfolk a few miles south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a couple men, stack of fille. They had a span guns ... ''

'' And, '' Trent River interjected. `` They 're fair. Very clean. They got their shit together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to lady wear, get her something else to have on. And get some rub and make clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to speak to me, literal soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to come with him. We passed a guy walking towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy face, beady eyes.

As we got to the ladies incision, Tom relaxed his traction and looked around.

'' Look, '' he whispered. `` I 'm blue. They 've got my married woman, my kid. Here, take hold of a shirt. They 'll defeat my sept 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. Hide it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. Wait til it 's moody and affair quiet down. Too many guy wire around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trent and his crew. The residue of us are prisoner, or scared shitless, forced British Labour Party kind of thing. They make us drink down the deaders at the nominal head, but just with rakes and shovels. Still, if your man comes, we can serve out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my pop IS coming. When he does, delay out of his way. I 'll try to keep you safety. ``

Tom looked at me like I was mad. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in action. He 's all pall and poppycock, until the doodly-squat gets going. Then he turns into this major hard-core killer. It 's almost scary, but it 's also totally aphrodisiacal. And he 's going to save up me.

At to the lowest degree, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, tight. I could n't get anything even remotely loose. Big Trent questioned me for, I do n't know, maybe like an hr ?. He wanted to know the layout of our topographic point, how many multitude we had, how much intellectual nourishment, how many guns, everything. He threatened, spite me a picayune, I held out a longsighted prison term. Finally I gave some shit answers. I told them our stronghold was some of the houses right by the route. I told him we were almost out of food. We had 5 hunting rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each answer, I held out. Trent punched my belly. Slapped my legs. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy time. Come on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright Sweetheart, '' River Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the heavy stuff is going to number down just about now ! ``

Trent pulled out a huge knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about shit myself.

Trent dragged the tongue down my aspect, between my bosom, I trembled.

'' You told me the whole truth, right ? '' he asked. `` zero but the truth ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the service, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent River had a wild looking at in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it wide open. He cut through my bra. My boobs flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the guy rope on the roof are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and check over it out. '' The firing increased above us. Trent felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to fox up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your daddy, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

Sir Thomas More shots sounded, and one of the fanlight shattered. Right near us.

Suddenly, a body flew through the skylight and crashed about 20 understructure away. The head was shot and he was a peck from the fall, but you could tell by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! Shit ! What the Fuck ! Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another body came through the fanlight, Trent and his cat fired everything they had at the opening. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped mag and put in Sir Thomas More and kept shooting at the ceiling near the opening. Finally, nobody had any wax mags left.

This eldritch scraping noise emanated from the roof. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another body flew through the first step 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 alive !

Trent River and his guy cable were in a panic. They were n't ready for anything like this. All their mag were void, they scurried about looking for to a greater extent ammo. They finally found a case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another body fell through the skylight. Five. dead reckoning to absolute bull. They shot a few round of golf back towards the fix and ran out of ammo again. Trent River screamed at his guy rope to find more ammo. Jesus, did n't these dumbasses have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the front threshold. Several of their guys went to get some of the cans.

Trento pulled out a gigantic pistol, I found out later it was called a 'Desert bird of Jove'. A guy named Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random shots into the ceiling until Trento told him to knock it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my dope hanging out. Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my head. I, um, peed right then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent yelled. `` See who these short guy wire are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead guy wire. River Trent and President Lyndon Johnson scanned the roof skylight trying to take in sight of something. I watched Tom roll the idle guys around, and saw him pocket a pistol. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` Shot in the head teacher, amongst former blank space ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't make out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in panic. `` How many guy rope were on the cap ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his berm. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all short. Fuck ! '' River Trent pointed the Desert eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bitch ... telephone call him off ! ``

I made a face at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the forehead. It did n't knock me out, but it hurt like red cent and made my head spin. I could try Trent but it was like I was underwater. I could take heed him yelling about covering the bet on step or something. next thing I know, Angus Frank Johnstone Wilson has a big gaping hole in his head, and Tom is standing there with a vicious aspect on his face and a smoke gun in his hand. I guess he scavenged it from one of the utter Guy. Tom shot two more bad guys before Big Trent fired on him. Tom was able to duck down an aisle.

Trent River could n't chase him because he heard his figure being called. By my Daddy !

'' Trent ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be ally. ``

'' Yeah right ! '' responded River Trent as he ducked behind a batch of Coors beer cases. `` And how the fuck do you know my name ? ``

'' One of your piddling toadies squealed up on the roof, but do n't occupy ! He wo n't ever squeal again. ``

More shots and shouts came from various parts of the store. The 'slaves'were rising up against their masters ! So cool ! Trent did n't know what to do, or where to depend, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll shoot down your bitch ! '' Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to point the eagle at me.

Trent 's read/write head exploded. I thought, I did n't know a head could just detonate ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each other, guns pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to scream. `` You 're on the ... Same English ''

I blacked out.

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Epilogue
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I shot this shithead Trent right wing in his piece of ass head teacher. I scanned for targets and saw this blacken guy also shooting at Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was form of hoping that he would n't shoot me since we both film Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the same side, and we lowered our weapon as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' Cover us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any more than of these hombre ? ``

'' I do n't know, I think my protagonist took out the eternal sleep up near the front, but I ca n't be sure yet. ``

Lorrie looked okay, she had a lump on her forehead.

'' Stay here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My name is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You skilful, Tom. I 've killed a lot of multitude today, I do n't mind adding to the tilt. ``

There was some disturbance up front, so I skirted around through the toys and cosmetics to see what was happening. The lawsuit of the din became clear ; 20 or so people were beating 3 or 4 masses to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the entrance little girl ! '' They had rip and shovels and started advancing on me. There was origin in their eyes !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the niche, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's alright ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's cool. He just killed about 15 of our son of a bitch warlords. Let 's not stamp out him just yet. ``

As the situation defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some seize rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to nobody in particular.

A bruised up valet de chambre, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the charwoman and kids locked up in the nail salon future threshold. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking piece of shit guard, does n't have got much breathing meter left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The town was swarmed early on by living dead. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living people were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Sabbatum. For a golden few, the whole family was shopping at the same time and survived integral. For others, their loved ones were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` freight train '' showed up and easily took over the fund and the mathematical group. The Rattlers acted like Saviour on the run, and were gladly accepted into the grouping. After the inaugural night, however, the Rattlers showed their true colors ; they enslaved everyone and began their sovereignty of holy terror and ravishment. This went on for three weeks, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the roof. She covered the radical with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to take down the cask, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're alright ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't hear anything for awhile, I was thinking the rack up ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the the great unwashed and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens next ? ``

Just then Tom and his crew returned, Tom holding tightly to a woman and a small little girl around his neck. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new young woman ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the grouping. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't mind ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your rattlesnake on the roof, which allowed me to go up up and into your Walmart here where, with the help of Tom, we do n't have a Rattler problem anymore. ``

I expected the survivors to be a trivial Sir Thomas More glad 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 lastly 'saviors'did n't work out so well.

'' Well, cat, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These shitheads shot one of my mass back place. Do you mind if we get some medical supplying ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the pharmaceutics section. These Guy still had fully stocked shelves of most everything. Jesus, I thought. Wish I was a little more mercenary in my way of thinking. I would hold everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his married woman and little girl still around his neck opening. `` Look, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinarian. Or, I was. I could subscribe a looking at your person if you wanted ... Maybe we can act out some kind of trade, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be keen, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be able to shape out some swop between our group, maybe even merge them together ... for our common benefit. ``

And that 's what we did.

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One Year Later
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'' Please love ! '' I begged. `` For the love of God put her pour down already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you think ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling baby Jessie from her mother 's arm and breast. Carefully, I set her John L. H. Down in her crib. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a piffling, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly heavy breasts lay against her stomach, her left one still leaking milk. I pulled her out of the rocker and led her towards our room and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my finger to my lip, telling her to go along lull and not ignite the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the door. `` I 'm tired from the alimentation. ``

'' Do n't worry, this wo n't look at farseeing ! '' 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 wooden leg as I grabbed her tits and squeezed them together.

Milk gushed from both her nipples like a water outpouring, except this fountain had many different stream ! Warm milk sprayed on my aspect and dripped off my chin. I opened my lip and savored the sweet-scented flavor. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the shit out of it. I mean, sucked the milk out of it ! Warm Milk River flowed down my throat, gulp after gulp. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the doorway, `` Did the sister poop ? Oh ... '' I did n't even look up. It was my feeding time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the next thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a slight. She was trying to get between her daughter 's legs. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a piddling, so as not to lose my grip on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her boldness into Lorrie 's pussy, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I sort of lose rails of prison term when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking tits, especially when they are filled with Milk. So, I do n't sleep with how long it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the hotshot from my milk-sucking and her mom 's objurgation took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiet orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` shtup Mee-Maw. ``

'' Bullshit 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you little bitch ! '' As penalisation for this breach of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's cunt, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's tits. the true was, I think I had enough. Must 've been eight or ten ounces ! Gayle rose up on her knees but kept her face buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's pants, struggling to get them off. I 've asked her before to take them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't remember ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old cleaning woman, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening pussy lips. I was too wound up for finesse and felt a little selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and rammed my peter in hard ! Oh yessss ... the but thing that feels meliorate than drinking warm tit-milk is sliding my cock into a hot and steamy kitty ! I looked up at my two hot mummy. fountainhead, technically one mama and a grandma. But the granny just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few weeks I can have sex my married woman, Lorrie. She 's still too tender from the delivery.

I 'm drear to say, but I could only shoemaker's last a minute or so interior Gayle 's sopping wet twat. My orgasm was approaching, and there was n't much I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... trouser ... ) need to stay hydrated ! '' I only had about ten seconds to go.

'' devote it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right side by side to Lorrie 's side. Grabbing my cock, I stroked it a couple times and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot current of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming mouth. Gayle 's piece of work kicked in right on 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 tits. She ground her clit 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 boredom. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and Milk River covered teat in my side. I revelled in the mixed mixture and my rooster recovered from it 's late commonwealth of about 95 % laborious to completely sway solid again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio call interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, come in in Mustang. '' That was our firm Call sign.

I struggled over to the handheld. `` Yeah Little Tiger, what 's up. '' Erin wanted something.

'' Just letting you know that chopper flew by again. Looks like he wants to down. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't inject unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't sprout ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that woman down for ten bally mo ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' rushing up arsehole. lilliputian Panthera tigris out. ``

Is that any way to sing to her commanding policeman ? I did n't think so. She will need some kind of penalty tonight. Probably have to tie her down and puddle her lookout man me fuck her girlfriend Payton. Yeah, that would figure out !

I did desire to hurry, though. We had seen a chopper go by a few times in the last weeks. They were checking us out. It was the Air Force or the United States Army, we could n't tell which but knew it was military.

The lady friend helped me dress in my dependable zombie killing outfit. We did n't birth uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more virtual matters. They finished strapping on my power train and I hauled ass down to the hindquarters of Master 's and Johnson computer hardware computer memory in the jeep. They were going to fall out me in a couple minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 feet away, the door 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 apparent movement with my hands, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few C metrical foot. A diminished bag dropped out of the chopper and landed in a heap of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radiocommunication wrapped in dirty socks and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' howdy, '' I called, might as well sound friendly. `` Whatcha guys need. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United province Army. Do we have permission to put down ? I 'd care to talk with whomever is in charge. ``

'' If your intention are peaceful, Colonel, then come on down. ``

They sat the bird down in a whirlwind of dust and shut it down. After a few tense moments where we each wondered if we would shoot at each former, I turned slowly to show I was unarmed. Erin and the Masters crony still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my people had their weapons trained on the Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and approached me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, mayor, Commandant, maitre d'hotel, 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 Guy could assume a less aggressive posture ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their torpedo elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' potable, sir ? '' I queried. `` A little of TN 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a dear idea ! '' I ushered him into the Hardware store where John Pierpont Morgan quickly set us up with a bottle of gob and two glassful. I poured us each a couple finger worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen most of our arena from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intentions are with us. '' These bozo had the amphetamine hand, for sure. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and weaponry. But I did n't need to just give away the key fruit to metropolis to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of Fort Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their fair parcel of zombie trouble, but were fortunate to not devolve into come anarchy. They still had over half of their soldiery, about 8,500 tribe including families on base.

'' Most other installations were n't that favourable, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent metropolis battles. We 've stayed out of the big cities so far, just seems like too big of a job to tackle. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you call your appliance out front ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Taurus demise Pit, you mean. Invented by an eighteen year old girl, who happens to be my married woman and mother of my child. Anyway, it 's moderately bare, but very efficacious. You wan na lead a aspect ?. ``

We walked out-of-door and found the cleaver guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. cat were smiling and laughing, having a upright time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your boys forgot to pull security ! ``

He shook his head. `` We 've got about an 8:1 ratio of men to charwoman, so your gals here are a visual sense for very, very sore heart ! ``

'' Not going to be a problem, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not permit any kind of unwillful behavior. That being said, we do take some VERY comfortable fair sex who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain moral standard. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my second in bearing. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walkway to get to the destruction pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his people moved here from another Town after a deal incident brought us together. We took over a truck stop N of here, arranged the transport containers to act as paries and funnel shape, and to act as incline for our living dead friends. We 've got a short Lynx rufus skidsteer motorcar over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Sanchez Pit of Death ! By the way, we claim all copyrights and trademarks to that name. ``

The US Army guys were stunned by the dying Pit. We were currently in the middle of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a couple thousand zombilators, at least. We mostly stood guard, somewhat out of sight so the Z would n't get distracted, and fired a shot every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot fall and tried to clamber over the container wall.

'' It 's so unproblematic ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, elegant ! You do n't even postulate bait, right ? You 've got smoke rising from the burning dead, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few times, and we did n't give enough people or ammunition to fight them one by one. We needed a passive resolution, and Lorrie Sanchez came up with it ! I 've seen enough zombie spirit films, although I never expected to be in one. But the people were always making dumb mistakes. They never had a place they could lock away down and try and start over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any problems with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a niggling confused. The fire might die down or a boo might trouble them. But then we just ring this bell we got from a church. '' I pointed to the Alexander Melville Bell hanging out in the midriff of the pit, supported by a 2x4 social organisation. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacons, cop twinkle, to get their attention again. When it gets easy, we have to block up the wild leek so we can clean out the tread bodies. That 's probably the biggest risk, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's mind was spinning. `` You could, wow, establish more incline, dig a deeper pit so they always break, rig up spark so they fire in chronological succession to create illusion of apparent movement up the incline ... holy shit, this could really work. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' Well, sir, it does oeuvre. 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 couple minute he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you roast realise me a lean of what you need ? You 've got a unspoilt setup here and I want to see you succeed. You 're going to need Sir Thomas More farmland than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with virgin glee. `` fountainhead. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be decent. Ma devil and Barretts, and plenty of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallons of gas, and tanks to confine it. A few thousand MRE 's would help. What else. apparel. Soap. Toilet paper. Bigger dozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah fencing ! We need fencing fabric so we can expand our farms. Goats, chicken, cows, and some to a greater extent mob, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' city manager Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okay 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 care to offer you a committal as a Major in the Army backlog. The post will be under your bidding. ``

'' I 'm esteemed sir, '' I said, my articulation faltering. `` Not surely I want to be in the US Army, though. I just want to stay here and raise my family. No disrespect, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reserves. You 'll continue here and command the entire county, maybe even various counties. But you will go here. With our support. Meanwhile, we will take your Sanchez estimate and liberate all of Colorado, and the body politic, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chopper. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as engineer and couturier of the new C. W. Post. Erin fairly leapt at the chance to see Cpl. Flint around. Poor guy, I thought. He does n't stomach a opportunity !

I went back to the home and told the gentlewoman and the baby about the conversation. Jessie spit up a little, but I did n't involve that as a negative. Gayle, however was a piddling different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these Army guys waltz in here and learn over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about dunderhead that live off the government tit ? ``

Well, shit, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a good deal.

'' baby, '' I said, trying to vocalise hopeful. `` We have to join with others. We have to get rid of these zombies. We need medicine, more food, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my kidskin, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able to grow, and turn something other than just semi-starving zombie spirit belligerent ! We do n't suffer to go back to the old ways of pure greed and cupidity, but maybe we can make a better earthly concern this time. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this shit up. I do n't want to be beholden to the USA, either. But I feel the best way to meliorate the world is to get involved, be the one on the inside and guidebook policy and modification. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the rest of the human beings dies completely ... ''

What the fucking did I just say ? I do n't want fantastic, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie fever, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't want you leaving us. bear witness the Army how to ramp up these expiry perdition. But let *them* do it. You stay here, mister. That 's an parliamentary procedure. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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quadruplet twenty-four hours later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'U. S. Army uniform. Already had a ribbon on it, too. Red, white, and low-spirited stripes with a'Z'in the middle of it. I got respective set of camouflage also, as did everyone in township. But the colonel said I should have on this for my formal induction and address to the town.

I stepped out into the kinsfolk room of my adobe castle to see what the peeress thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

wolf whistles. Catcalls. Fist ticker. And that was from child Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her way. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' Turn around mister, '' ordered Lorrie. She and Gayle and Erin made appreciative noises.

'' It has to be done, '' Gayle said as she began moving towards me.

'' Definitely, '' added Erin, also moving.

'' 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 take that yearn, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my unvarying pants and took out my hardening peter. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her uniform blouse and took her tits out. Staring me down, she lifted her nipple to her backtalk and began to suck her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't take long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my supporter Queen Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

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