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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 tousled blonde hair partially covering her face she lolled her head word from side to side as her orgasm wracked her entire body. Her beautiful white meat quivered and rock like only big bosom can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her sexual climax left her spent of energy.

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

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

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 months, although that really was n't my style. After my divorce, I played it pretty fast and loose with the Lady. goose egg too deep, zip too unplayful, just kept it lightness. If the lady was in to me, then, swell ! If she was n't, no worries, there 's more.

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

I squeezed one tit hard as my other arm supported me. Her soft flesh felt wonderful in my hand. Just beautifully squishy and yet firm, with very antiphonal mamilla. I pushed it up to her human face and sucked her tit right next to her face. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own nipple, to which she accepted and gently drew into her mouth. I kissed her and she released her nipple ; we both licked it vigorously as my overindulge cock continued to fuck her blotto pussy.

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

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

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

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

'' Okay sister, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my cock a couple times and her cunt responded with death-grip clenches as she came. I wanted to cum on her nipple and face. I wanted to coat her entire body with my sperm. I wanted her to eff that she was very limited to me. I could barely contain my cum.

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

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

I stroked a couple multiplication and felt the grand 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 up her nerve with her helping hand. My cum splashed onto her mamilla and a couple streams hit her blocking hands fully forcefulness. Dammit, would 've gone right in her back talk, too. She turned her head as far to the English as it would go. Still, a few stray pearl and splashes got through and hit her cheek and neck.

I still had a couplet scene left when she struggled out from under me, pushing me aside. She ran to the can, holding her hands 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 transactions as she cleaned up. snake pit, I 'm surprised she did n't take a Bath or a shower. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her hair, apparently so none of my foul stuff would come in contact with her golden locks. Hey, she did have gorgeous hair, 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 to the lowest degree a half an hour tonight. ``

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also recollect your warm-up C job was feeble at best, and lasted almost a minute and a half. I was just so excited to give you in my bed that I did n't mind it at the time.

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

A selfish lover. So many prison term it 's the great-looking char who are just marginal in bed. I guess they figure their looks are good 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 have mansion around their neck opening. `` I suck at blowjob. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lick twat. '' It would economise us all a lot of hassle in the hanker run.

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

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

Right. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

I packed up my Jeep with a crew of gear and headed north out of Phoenix, up to CO. No, I 'm not telling you where it is, exactly. I do n't need a bunch of you masses 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 accommodative venture between myself and three of my high school pal. One of them, David, had this dry land above a small-scale township. We decided it would make believe a chill pickup. So we built a low cabin and took turns using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain amount of money each month for improvements and such. After 15 years, it 's pretty fricking awesome. The archetype cabin is gone. Instead, the lieu looks like a nice Southwestern adobe brick house. It 's rather misleading, though, as the bulwark are 3 understructure of steel, brick, grease, and adobe brick. The windows are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are great for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's sort of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and hide out storage arena where we 've got 3 40'containers of food, clothing, supplying, weapons, ammo. Then, in the service department, we 've got a Unimog ( weirdo, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater Rhinos, a two seater Razr, and a few bike. I do n't ride the bikes, though ; too uncoordinated.

The house/castle sleeps 8 comfortably, but you could squeeze in 12 or even more in a pinch. 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 castle just a few feet away. Should take a twelvemonth or two to finish.

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` Information military officer '' of our group. Meaning, I built us a network with orbiter memory access to the 'net. I had redundant waiter and spare parting to conclusion for year and days. character of my job was to download material, information. So I downloaded Youtube television of how to take Diesel fuel, tutorials on farming, clause on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, laughingstock milking, Word of God on making whiskey, plus I ripped thousands of movies and stored them, too. We had a pretty in force cyclopaedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And pornography. I downloaded lot of porn. TV and stories. guy wire got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all doomsday and gloom.

So I went up the Saturday after Claire. I got the solar panels out and set them up. Got out the windmills, checked the assault and battery, checked the fuel floor, checked our piddle tanks ... basically made the plaza livable.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

There was ONE fib about a guy eating another guy. I mean, Dahmer did Sir Thomas More than that. Then there was some guy in Florida a mates years ago doing that. That 's not exactly a Zombie apocalypse. I called Saint David back.

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A MD. He said he saw a guy at the infirmary rise up after a nub attack. He bit like three nurse and hospital attendant. The media passed it off as a crazed swashbuckler. ``

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

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

'' wellspring, I 'm already here, so travel rapidly the fuck up. ``

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. Zombies. If that 's true, I 'll need more of my accelerator pedal. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my expect AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my wife, now ex. ( We decided to birth standardized gun for hire for parts etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's all right, but I want my 1911, my other AR with the fancy reach, my Howa 308, my Benelli scattergun, my other shooting iron, and more ammo, and some other crap. And, night as well get as often food for thought as I can while the store 's are still open.

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

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

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

After a grueling trip home, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to continue going. I packed up clothes, pictures, trinkets, cameras, anything of time value. I have a decent-sized off-road utility trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that stuff. My Jeep I filled with my grease-gun, ammo, other weapons, my Au and silver rhythm, all my dick, and arse of gas. Grabbed my local stash of hard currency, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour Super Walmart.

Now, we each had over 4 years of nutrient per soul stored at the cabin, but it 's all freeze-dry and exsiccate clobber. Not all that exciting. I wanted some good stuff if the mankind was ending.

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's canned fruits. Filled up an entire shopping cart of peaches and pears and pineapples. Took that out to the trailer and dumped it. Went back and bought another cart of canned vegetables. Then I went for the transcribed meats like stew, tuna, Gallus gallus, junk e-mail, chili. Took two carts for all that.

More trips for soups, veggie, and then the box of potato looker and alimentary paste dishes. more than trip for cooking oil, spices, and more stuff I do n't even no what. At some point, one of the worker started helping me so things went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

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

I thought about it for a moment, then spoke straight up. `` Might be the zombies, Stan. You should get quick. Get some intellectual nourishment and asshole. '' I tipped him a mates of 100. He was really helpful.

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

'' Code Blue to ladies wear ! Code Blue lady wearing ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the help dude, Stan.

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

I paid the clerk. We heard shriek coming from close by. Coming from the ladies clothing part. Two women staggered out from the racks, tumid wounds on their arm. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The delivery
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I got the nether region out of dodging, err, Phoenix. When the shit hits the fan, you want to be first out or you 'll be stuck in traffic jams forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Billy Sunday morning so the roads were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily ladened landrover up the 5,500 foot climb on I-17 to Flagstaff.

Talked to my buddy on the cell, they were all making their way to the cabin with their wives. Claire called, she sounded panicky. She apologized, and could I please take 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 do it off. I told her to suck a tool until it cums.

Called my parents. They did n't believe me about anything. Dad did check that the door was locked. Sigh. I 'd set them up with as much stuff as I could, but you can only do so a lot for citizenry. They did n't want to come over from Lope de Vega. They do throw a shotgun, body of water gun barrel, MREs ... should last them a couple months.

Went up to flagstaff and turned eastern United States on 40, could see some ardor burning in the little city. locomote 50 some-odd miles outside of townspeople, then found a side road to hide and take a rest.

Many hours later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had mountain of hullabaloo, though. Ran over 10-12 zombi. Shot a few More. Saved a few lives, for the time being, at least. deterrent example for the future, firing your gun INSIDE a car is risky to your hearing ! The motion picture do n't gear up you for how gaudy that can be !

The little town just below our chemical compound in the hills seems to be okay. The word is reporting instances of terrorist act on a large scale. No mention of zombies, though. Wow. Thanks for the fairish and balanced reporting. Do n't want people to recognise what 's really happening. The web site are going crazy though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

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

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

Two more days went by before the first automaton showed up in townspeople. At least, that 's what I figured. I could hear the gunfire, and could see railcar speeding about the place. mayhem. I considered going down to help, but, what can one man do ? There were hundreds of them. Plus, I did n't really be intimate 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 tire, M/T 's with sober knobby tread. It 's the 4-door framework outfitted with extra gas tanks, 5.13 gear mechanism, offroad visible radiation and whatnot, it 's pretty cloggy. And it has a big ass bumper in the front which proved slap-up at knocking over Zed and his Zed friends. But for real endurance, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 times solid than the landrover, has gamey priming clearance, has four doors and a camper box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type vehicle, then they became available to the public. This one was originally a program line and communications truck. We rigged it up as an emergency motortruck with a ladder, medical gear, fire fire extinguisher, gun racks, everything we could recollect of.

I put on my camo appurtenance. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike geartrain. It has knockout charge plate pieces that cover the pectus and back, forearms, articulatio cubiti, amphetamine arms. I figured it would be harder to get bitten that way. Put on my chest of drawers rig which held my 1911 and 6 mag for that. It also held 8 mag for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed boots, shin guards, knee launch area, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar gloves that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a at sea US Army man, naught really matched but what the hell. I do n't need to be camouflaged from Zed, just need to be heavily to eat. Grabbed my scattergun, AR, and a suppress .22 caliber rifle.

Got in the Mog and repel to town.

Much of the town was placid, I turned down onto the deserted master street and kept a look out. In my mirrors I could see a strange web site ; zombies exiting stores and turning to conform to my truck. Was everybody dead ?

Suddenly, shots rang out and my blessed Unimog was hit ! The shots came from an upstairs window of a mansion. 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 slope street. I zigged and zagged a bit and lost my zombie that were trailing me. I stopped the truck and took off my helmet.

It was quiet. Too hushed for the zombi spirit Apocalypse.

A Zed rounded the corner and shuffled towards me. I mean, I think he was a Zed. descent covered face and chest, blank stare ... I grabbed the subdue .22 and fired at his chief. Two shots and he dropped, but not before he let out the moan.

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

sentence to go. I got back in the cab and was fix to ferment the key when I heard various distaff screams from a nearby sign. tinker's dam. That 's also the direction where the moan came from.

I took the key fruit ( did n't want to go out them in the ignition system and have some live asshole take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my braggart AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the house to investigate.

As I climbed the pace up the porch, I could see many Z milling about inside, trying to get up the stair where the wow were coming from. I took aim and started shooting. Headshots only, you know. Which is n't that well-situated considering a nous is n't very big and they are moving, not holding still. So it took me a shot and sometimes two or three to wipe out one. But the AR is semi-automatic, meaning all I have to do is pull the induction for each hummer, so I can shoot pretty fast. to the full auto would 've been nice ... shoulda got that instead but that 's illegal in Colorado. Thanks, politicians.

As the automaton started dropping, the still know ones ... or ... still undead unity, turned and saw me and came my counselling. The moan increased, calling their friends.

My first magazine emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the second one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the ones on the stairs. I then tried climbing the stairs, but it was full of profligate and panel and really abruptly zombie spirit. The screams continued upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could find out some moans up there, though.

Shit ! Some zombie motherfucker grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a sofa. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a pile of dead Zeds. The female person shrieking continued upstair, I figured I could belt down this fallen one later.

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

The izzard 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 fair sex trying to hold off two zombies with chairs. A crowd of people were backed up in the quoin of the room. They were n't going to last very much longer. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a low but heavy tariff compounding cock of crow-bar and shovel. The excavator edges are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw edge and a nursing bottle opener, so it 's reasonably aplomb. I hooked one Zed with the pry bar end and pulled him off the offspring girl.

'' Cover your fount ! '' I yelled to the young lady. I did n't want her to get splashed with blood.

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

zombi moan outside. They 're coming in the house 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. nonentity had any gun for hire, just some garden rakes and piece of Grant Wood, a baseball bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed set to give up. They were also mostly in skirts and heels, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had room for these people. My cabin had room as my buddies did n't seem to be coming. It is sort of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

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

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

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

'' Do you cause any health check supplies ? '' she asked, desperately. `` First aid kit ? Food ? What ? I 'm responsible for these miss. ``

She was stunning. Her mass medium distance black hair was a pile. She was filthy ; blood and stain on her face, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. sort of Latin American looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Ok, '' I said, handing her the gun. `` show me. realise the weapon. ``

She dropped out the mag, pulled the charging handgrip which ejected the round of drinks in the chamber.

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

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

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

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

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

William Blake, the gallant of the caboodle, helped me with the downed girl. She was bleeding pretty badly from a lesion to her back, her clothing was in iota. It was hard to manoeuver her because we were trying not to pertain her back. The pretty ma'am was helping too. Turns out this wounded girl was her daughter. We finally got out of doors, 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 house. `` What 's that chick 's epithet ? The hit man ? We need her out here ! ``

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

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. touch for her. Tell her which I are stuffy. shoot down the closest single first, then work your way out. Here, hold these two cartridge clip. Do n't project away the empties. ``

Zed was out in full strength, 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.

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

I hopped down on the tough of the Mog and killed a dyad right hand by the driver 's door of the truck.

Bam Bam ! Another one over here ... Bam ! And here ... Bam ! Bam ! tinker's dam missed Bam ! Bam ! Bam ! detent ! Oh yeah, only eight daily round in my .45. Got ta keep better raceway when I 'm shooting.

Dropped out the mag and slammed another one in. Bam ! got the shit head ! Then I jumped down on the terra firma as we now had a minuscule breathing room. I waved down a couple girls, put them in the backseat of the truck as I started it up. Uh oh. Here comes an ugly fucker ... Bam ! Went to the backbone of the truck and cleared that area out. Bam ! Bam !

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

Not as gently as we would receive liked, we got the injured girl down and into the camping bus box of the truck. The early missy 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 figurehead tail with me.

We pulled out slowly, squishing abruptly heads and bodies as we went. The truck lurched and heaved side to side as we listened to the sickening sounds. Two or three days ago, these were moms and dads, tradesman, barbers, richly school kids ... today they are just dead meat walking. This macrocosm sucks.

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

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

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few Sir Thomas More on our way out of town. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her cheek glowed. The other three young woman in the back tail end mostly just whimpered and sniffed a little.

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Chapter 3 - The arriver
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We got up to my compound. Locked the gate as I was sure we would have some follower. Found out that the damage girlfriend was Lorraine and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our little checkup room. Yes, we actually have a room for this. Like a diminutive medico office. She was barely conscious, but I got her to swallow some water and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help discover that, underneath her mangled blouse, Lorraine had tremendous white meat. Like female parent, like daughter, I guess.

I told Tina to take the missy in the kitchen, open up some cans of chili and start warming them up. distinguish her about the cornbread mix and butter flakes, and that they should all drink a lot of water.

rear to the wound Lorraine. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the datum guy. My brother David was the Medical Man. He took all the Red Cross training and CERT grade and studied the books and shucks. I hate blood. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of other people 's rip, either.

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

I cleaned the wound as Charles Herbert Best I could. Got out the needle and suture thread, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lorraine had passed out by this time. My stitches would have made the Frankenstein's monster creature blush, they were that bad. But they seemed to harbour the skin together. I slathered her with antibiotic cream and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't help but observe that no topic how pretty her mother was, this injured girl was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, eighteen. the Nazarene, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

I had Gayle separate me some of their story, how the girls got here and stuff. I was trying to keep her judgement off of what a bad job I was doing.

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

'' That 's the full 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 ... ( snuff ) ... and killed those ... things ... ( sniff ) Jesus ... we 'd all be ... we 'd all be dead right now ! ``

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

Gayle began to come back to formula. `` I, I do n't know how to give thanks you ... I do n't even know your epithet ! Oh I 'm such an ass ! ``

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

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

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

Our sass met in a gentle, chaste kiss. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a 2nd at the most. But we stayed there for several seconds ... then I squeezed her a little tighter and our kiss became a little more passionate. She squeezed me back as our sass pressed harder against each other. I became extremely conscious of her tit pressing into me, and my cock started to stiffen. Her breathing increased, along with mine, our oral cavity opened a bit, and indisputable enough, our clapper met at the Saami time. She was dirty, smelled a footling, and her whisker was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My shaft roared to full attention as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her waist. My hired hand slid down to her wench, I could feel the bare pelt 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 okay, really ! ``

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

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

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

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

When I finally came out, I was greeted by a beat of applause, then foundation and clinch and hug and Thomas More squeeze. But, I did n't really think anyone 's public figure that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty good looking crew, and maybe a set of baby ? Blake and the female child returned to their arena of chili quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really consume much in 3 days. Gayle and I joined in the grub session and the humor was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to mean. Meaning well-chosen. They were happy to be active, I was happy to have some company, well-favoured fellowship at that !

I showed the female child where the cascade 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 dress, my ex took all her street clothes. Also pointed out the 'feminine products'to which I got more applause and hugs. Told them I was going to lock down the outside and would be back in a few minutes.

'' I 'll issue forth with you, '' volunteered Erin, the torpedo dame. `` I 'll observe your back. ``

'' Sure, be practiced to take in some Thomas More center. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her expression and hands. In all the confusion and fighting earliest, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking good looking. Nice trivial human body, a piddling over five feet tall and not giant booby. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other fille, she seemed improperly dressed for the occasion, but she did consume some boots that seemed to fit.

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

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

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my mitt as she took the Crovel with the three in ear on the end. She walked to the fence and watched for a bit as the Zombie tried to get at us. His public figure tag said `` Kraut Davis, Mountain Realty. '' His throat was torn up, must hold been why he was n't moaning. Being a new zombie, he did n't have that completely stinky look like you see in the movies. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his eyes were all red and splotchy, he stank like asshole, and his skin was turning that sallow, picket color.

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

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

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

'' You know, '' she said. `` I do n't roll in the hay what it is. Maybe it 's the guns. Maybe it 's the shooting. Maybe it 's the index I 've got now. But I feel ... I feel so ... '' Her phonation trailed off.

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

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

'' No jack ? '' I 've heard about men in wartime, their response. Some cried, some get heroic, 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 blame menstruation ... ''

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

'' Yeah, um ... I 'm not so good with the all stemma affair ... screwing, there 's another one over there. ``

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

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

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

'' Hold on, smasher. Let 's evacuate that first-class honours degree. '' 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 soil with the rifle between her legs. She pulled it up into her pussy and grabbed her tits through her blouse. She moaned with joy as she gripped the rifle with her thighs.

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

'' Saviour Saviour, yes ! Let me go down on that, delight ? Let me nurse your big hard prick. ``

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

Fucken A ! She took probably 6 of my 8 inches into her hot sass. Then she bobbed quickly up and down my shaft, her deal following her rima oris and squeezing my cock so fucking hard.

She spoke between her moans. `` Mmm, mmm, mmm ... you liking this ? Mmm, mmm, mmm ... this is gon na make believe 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 fauna today ... you 're a eff hard corps killer ... suck that cock, suck it suck it suck it oh shtup I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

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

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

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

She hollered `` YES '' and yanked up her shirt to reveal her gorgeous boob. With my other bridge player I grabbed the rifle and placed it on her titmouse, she grabbed it and rubbed it furiously on them as I continued to escape from her cunt.

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

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh fuck ... shit ... dirt ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the Wave kept cumming.
I spotted a zombie at the fence. I traded hands so my right hand was now free to draw my .45.
Boom ! And the Zed 's head exploded.

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

Boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' screw ! ``

bunce !

'' Savior you 're killing me ! ! ! ``

microphone boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

Boom Boom roaring roaring !

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

I dropped the abandon shooting iron on the ground.

I was hard as a roll in the hay rock again. I had never seen such a fleshly showing in my life. I furiously stroked my shaft as she watched. In a few seconds I shot a small load right on her gorgeous niggling boob. The sperm was less, but my orgasm was great. Holy shit.

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

'' Maybe we 'll belt down some more zed tomorrow, '' I said, putting myself back together.

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

'' Yeah, zombie. Zeds. Zees. Zekes. You want to stamp out some more, right ? ``

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

'' I need you to have it off me, Michael. Seriously. Aunt Flo leaves township in a couple days. ``

'' You make sure it 's all realise and I 'll eat your bitch till you beg me to contain. ``

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

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


- - -

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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear. `` Few more zombies showed up. Right at the fence. ``
Some of the girl were all fresh and clean. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camouflage bloomers and t-shirts. A couple were still dirty, waiting their number. Blake was all clean too. Guess he did n't know about 'ladies first .'

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

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

'' Anyone you want to look into on ? '' I asked her.

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

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

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

'' How 's your female child, um ... ''

'' Lothringen. ``

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

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

'' Yeah. Probably due to my crappy stitching. Maybe we 'll put some super glue on it to help seal up the wounding. ``

One miss shrieked. `` My parents are live ! In Boston ! ``

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical room and re-patched her girl, Lorraine. Found out more of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in Boulder, Colorado. A group of 20 of the sorority girls had gone down to south capital of Colorado for a funeral of one of their acquaintance who 'd been killed in a car chance event. The service was at a funeral base and, during the service, one of the other bushed bodies came out of the support room and started to bite kinfolk. This zombie bit five or six citizenry before they subdued it. The little girl fled in panic. Gayle, the house mother, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to spend a penny their way back, massive traffic jamming developed as zombies and multitude ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their girls died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the girlfriend on the bus.

In the ensuing mayhem, they all abandoned the bus, only to get caught up in the shitstorm on the urban center streets. They finally re-took their bus, but were down to 15 lady friend at this level. Gayle tried to channelize north, to go back rest home, but everything was blocked. She found an chess opening southward and went that way.

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

They ran out of gas a pair miles from here, and hoofed it into town. Not so well-to-do with terrified girls and senior high heels. In town, nobody would help them, the snake god were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned sign of the zodiac with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

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

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

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

I finally got my shower and came back out. The young woman were talking quietly, some were crying as they had n't been capable to get in touch sensation with anybody.

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

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

I made the hot chocolate, and put a bighearted sum of bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a movie as the fille found maculation on the couches with their pillows. Most were in my boxer short pants and my Olea europaea sober T-shirts. They all asked what film, but I would n't tell them.

The music started as beautiful shooter of mint passed by on the filmdom. The music built up ...

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

Julie Saint Andrew appeared on the top of a James Jerome Hill and started singing `` The hill are alive, with the speech sound of Music. ``

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

I came out for the finale sentence, Gayle and Erin had saved me a billet on the couch in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to concentrate on the picture to keep my erecting down.

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

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

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

The movie finally ended. Had to awaken up a couple missy to get them to their beds. I got hug and kisses from everyone, even Blake. fountainhead, not candy kiss, thank God.

I was going to sleep in my computer room. The regular rooms were full and, well, this was very well with me. I got the air mattress out and it was as comfy as the beds.

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

I opened the door to find ... one of the daughter. I could n't recall of her epithet. It 's Kathy, or Katherine, or Katie Lynn or something. She was in my T-shirt and boxers. Her headspring hung down, her face partially covered by her dark hair hanging down. She lifted her nous to me ; she had been crying.

'' Something wrong ? '' I whispered to her in the come on swarthiness. The elbow room was just barely lit by a dyad of LEDs from the router.

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

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

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

I moved my hand down to her rather plunk down ass, her soft shape so pliable in my strong work force. She moaned and thrust her glossa in my oral fissure, searching, exploring. Her paw 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 howling tits splayed out to the position. Christ, I did n't know she had those ! I went to suck them, but she stopped me. Spreading her legs, she whispered her only Holy Writ to me.

'' Just lie with me. Please. Fuck me now. ``

I rolled on top of her, my rock hard hammer between her impudently shave legs. With just a little maneuvering, my cock found her kitty. I rubbed myself up and down her slit a couple multiplication, surprised by how wet she was.

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

She entwined her legs around mine and we fucked slowly, but powerfully. I withdrew slowly, and re-plunged slowly but pressed her all the way into the mattress. Each stroke brought new moan and gasp from both of us. We slowly increased speed. Little faster. lilliputian harder, too. Her sleek down cunt rampart felt so nice and tight on my steel heavily 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 palpate those feeling heading my way. And fucking this hot teenager ( or maybe she 's twenty, who the fuck knows I ca n't even think of her name ) with her slick cunt is helping the post way too a good deal. No amount of football thought are going to arrest this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

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

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

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

I pressed her back down on the mattress and 69 'd her, but mostly my cock just hung in her face. But I went to township on her kitty. I just ate her hard, and licked her severely, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my whole cheek in there. She pumped her clitoris against my tongue as I jammed nearly of my manus up her dripping twat. I pumped her furiously with my flexing fingers and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty slit juices. I slipped my other hired hand to her ass and pressed in with my Spanish pointer finger. Her juice had oozed down there and it went correct in.

Without warning, and without any noise, she clamped her thighs together, locking my helping hand in place in her ass and pussy. I pressed harder on her clit as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and hold back my face right in there. I wanted this baby to remember this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the total incandescence of the LED. She dipped a yoke finger's breadth of her rectify hand into her cunt, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her hand up to her the right way nipple and coated it with her own juices. With her go out hand, she raised her tit to her mouthpiece and basically made out with her own tit for a minute or so. She did the Sami affair again but to her left tit.

Well that was new. And fucking cock-hardening. the Nazarene when I was 69-ing her it did n't get hard again, but seeing this. Christ. I 've cum 3 meter in the last few 60 minutes, not bad for an old man of almost 40.

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

I pointed with my open paw to my cock, to show her what she did to me.

She grinned, then turned and got on all tetrad, her puss and ass in plainly view of the dim light. She turned her head back towards me and raised her eyebrow. She does n't sing much, but we seem to see each other pretty well without the chatter.

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

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

I dropped down a minuscule and played with her snatch, getting my fingerbreadth wet so I could lube up her arse. I drew up as very much saliva as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a minute or so I assumed the place again, only a little higher this time.

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

The headway slid mighty in.

She stiffened slightly at starting time, but I worked it back and forth a while and she relaxed again. With some more back and forth action, I pressed a little harder, going deeper into this usually out expanse. I did n't want to conjure to hard, though, and bruise her or frighten off her off.

Next affair I know she just backs up into me, hard ! My putz swallow hole to the hilt, so deep up inside her.

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

With increasing intensity, I fucked her ass just. It 's different than a kitty-cat, stringent right at the opening but a bit informal once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

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

I fucked her faster, so fast I was like a fuzz in her nasty ass. I grabbed her tit and made a fist with it inside my fingers. My nail down dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her puss and raised her torso to meet each speedy thrust of my cock.

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

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

The door to my little computer room burst capable and somebody hit the lights, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent magnificence. What the actual nooky ?



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

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

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

'' What 's the matter with her ? '' I asked, trying to break the tension. My fuck buddy tried to dig a hole in the air mattress. She managed to hide a minuscule bit in the cover. Of course, by this time, a duo 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, amount on ! '' I snapped at her, probably a little too much.

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

Shit, I thought as I laced up my iron heel. I do n't have any melted antibiotic drug, just anovulatory drug. But you ca n't seduce an unconscious mind person take back pills and liquid. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' Somebody go get Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in townsfolk ? ``

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

'' Does he return IVs to multitude ? ``

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

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

'' RFN ? ``

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

'' Where 's my hitman young lady ? Erin ? ``

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll take a crap a pep pill run to townspeople. 5 transactions. snaffle some shit from the Doc 's billet. Back immediately. 10 minutes, tip. We 'll save her. ``

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

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

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

'' television channel 16. entrust it on but do n't name us unless we call you. Here 's the button to talk. ``

I scooped up my veritable AR and my fancy one from spinal column abode. It 's got a red-dot sight that 's very W. C. Handy in the dark.

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

'' Um, just air-soft hit man, yeah. '' Jesus, what variety of state boy does n't shoot ?

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

We bounced in to townsfolk in record time. The Unimog is an awesome rig, but it 's not substantial fast, and it 's not real quiet. I had outfitted my Jeep with some unspoiled Teraflex parts underneath so we could handle the rough route at speed with ease.

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

I cut the luminance and slowed. The jeep has a quiet exhaust on it, but it still squeaks and the tires make noise on the sidewalk, too.

'' You can motor, right Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no worries. ``

'' Ok, it 's an robotic. We 're going to back up to the office. I 'm going to move around on these nates Christ Within to shine inside. William Blake and I will bang up and take hold of. I want you standing extraneous, but right by the Jeep. save it running. I need you to keep the area clear. But do n't scoot until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes dada, '' she said.

What the roll in the hay ? Daddy ? Whatever ... I do n't cause time to worry about that.

I busted in a Elvis of glass on Doc 's nominal head door. The interference made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the whole affair down.

'' Eyes acute, '' I whispered to Blake. `` donjon 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 Dr. 's government agency, I thought. newspaper publisher and shit were on the floor, affair knocked down. Maybe we were n't the first to loot the home ?

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

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

dullard ... Stupid stupid STUPID !

He walked past the examining elbow room. I followed, but as I did a zombie came out and grabbed me and knocked me down. the Nazarene Savior, 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 bear on something in away from me. I was kind of sitting on my pistol, so that was no unspoiled. I punched him a mates times to keep him away. But Zed never gets jade, or hurt, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar knife is on my chest rig, if I can just hand 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 import, his forefront seemed to be a little off kelter now. I risked a glance at Blake to see why he was n't helping me.

William Blake stood a few understructure from his own zombie. Doc John Brown, from the aspect of him. His clean pelage spattered with blood, he was coming towards Blake.

I punched my Zed again as hard as I fucking could, further tweaking his forefront and neck.

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

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

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

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

shit shit dump dogshit !

William Blake handed me the keystone to the cabinet.

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

'' No brother. It 's okay. You did fine. '' What the screwing else was I going to say ?

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

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

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV base. I dumped out a methamphetamine hydrochloride can and threw them all in there. Then I grabbed several tube-looking affair and as many panpipe as I could. I also threw in some bottles of tablet, and little bottles of liquidness that had drug names on them. I do n't eff what they were, I took them all. I looked at William Blake as he struggled to speak.

'' Michael ... you have to go. Save Lothringen. '' He was a coward two minute ago. Now he 's spring up granite balls.

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

'' What happened ? '' Erin asked in repugnance. She could see his blood from the nates landrover lights.

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

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

'' You 're a brave son of a beef, '' 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 zombi saw him and started shuffling towards him. We had a clean getaway now.

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

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

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

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flare pass from the rear of the jeep and lit it. I tossed it a distich feet away. I made her push away, slowly down briny Street without any lights and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare would soak up the zombies towards its Christ Within, so they would n't stick to 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 of 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 seat bang on, I do n't remember doing that.

I should have got cleared the rooms before we passed them. I 've watched enough cop appearance and war film to fuck that you do n't walk past a fucking room without checking it. Jesus.
Blake 's numb because of me. I got him killed. Then I had to murder him and pull up stakes him in the street, like a rabid dog.

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

'' Where 's William Blake ? ``

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

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

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

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

Gayle and the others looked at me. I tried to help but my handwriting were too wobbly. I almost spilled the amoxicillan bottle. But I could still assist. sort of.

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my voice sounding Wyrd to me. `` Get the lozenge over here. Yeah. Click on the server icon, right. pawl medical, ok click the IV folder, dog that filing cabinet, yeah variety. ``

Fortunately, I had my downloaded filing cabinet pretty well organized. We skimmed and found the directions for the right amount of antibiotic fluid for the IV bag. Erin put in the ripe amount.
Then we searched the videos and found how to insert a line of business for the IV. Gayle watched it twice.

She looked at me, my workforce 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 Lorraine to lay on. We still had her on her tummy so it was a bit awkward.

I went to the chief dining table and slumped down in a chair. The fille 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 flop about midnight.

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

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

'' Thanks. ``

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

I sat up and swallowed the drink down.

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

I put my head in my helping hand and sobbed. That miserable fucking kid, he was only 18 or 19.

Gayle got my glass and poured another treble shot.

'' Look, Michael. Blake was a sweet kid. But he was n't a battler. When we all crashed into his theater, he did n't help fend off the zombi spirit, he just stood there. It 's not your geological fault. ``

'' well, I should n't deliver put anyone who 's that unprepared in that situation. That 's why we 're getting up early on tomorrow. We 're starting basic training. ``

I stood up to go to bed.

Gayle came and gave me a nimble hug. I did n't really hug her back as I did n't merit any hugs right then.

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her name. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not sure what your plan is, but you better see what you 're doing here. These fille are very ... tender right now. And you 're like some hero Padre figure to them. Watch your step. Good Nox, Michael. ``

I trudged to my way and had a fearsome sleep.

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

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

Then we trained on the arm. With youtube video recording and hands-on training, they became adept at handling, load, and clearing the AR-15, the 10/22, and Remington 870 shotgun.
It was rather chilling during education, we could get wind Zed moaning outside. We had n't locked the logic gate live on night and they were in the margin. The girls were paying very good attention.

Finally, it was clip for survive fire preparation. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the rest of us went up to the roof with one AR and the 10/22 and a bunch of clip for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the death groan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly safe, though. Zed ca n't go up 12 foot erect walls.

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

'' Tina, you try it. '' The nice thing about the AR, it shoots a modest but brawny bullet. Still, the kick on that is minimal. charwoman can easily snap it without losing ascendance of the weapon system. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

'' Still low, produce certain you 're using the strawman sights, personal line of credit up both plenty. ``

BAM !

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

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

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

We broke for luncheon and got the best news ever, Lorraine was awake ! Gayle introduced us
formally for the get-go sentence. Lorraine just smiled up at me as we did n't want her moving just yet. My god she was pretty ... I mean her mom was fantastic but Lorraine, wow. She whispered it was squeamish to adjoin me, and held my handwriting for a few moments. Gayle ushered me out of there.

The rest of the day was more preparation, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 dead zed on your property ? We ended up fashioning these big hooks out of some rebar we had in a shed. Rebar, that extremely secure sword they use in concrete structures. We tied two rophy to that so two or four people could haul them across the priming. There was a belittled indentation in the earth outside the fence line, we dragged them over there as scoop we could. This ended up being the practiced strength training drill. You used you legs, weapons system, chest, core, everything.

I need these girlfriend to be inviolable. I need to depend on them. We need to take back our world.
mark stayed behind with Lothringen so Gayle could make dinner prepare for everyone, which was nice.

I really liked the meddlesome activity all day. It sort of helped keep William Blake out of my head. But in the evening, he came back to bother 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 way with a sixpack of Budweisers.

I worked on the computer, checked the card for new info, put out some info. We, the scattered few still connected to the Web, were trying to pick out if death was caused by the snack only, or if it could be caused by transfer of fluids. Like, say, a Zed twaddle on you and it gets in your back talk or eye or a cut. Nobody had anything conclusive yet. I said we should assume it 's transferable without a collation, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty very much like a George Romero Zombie ; not really fast, not smarting, drawn to smell out, sound and motion, and eager for human flesh to eat. fountainhead at least cipher has seen any running zombie spirit. Unfortunately, it seemed that any dying was now a turn-into-a-zombie event. Not just from a raciness, but a heart flak, too.

Then I looked at our supplies, our land single-valued function, and tried to recollect of some plans. winter was coming. We could n't plant anything now. But there 's plenty we should be doing. The main thing was, we needed to clean out the town. But before that, we needed to get these girl in soma and properly outfitted. They were all tiring clothes and horseshoe that did n't really fit.

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

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

I had a duo generous shots of valet labourer, and I tried going to slumber. But nothing happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my door again. Shit. My mind was n't in the mightily place for this. William Blake 's Death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the door open, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Johnson babe. They were n't twins, being a couplet years apart, but they had a strong kinfolk resemblance. igniter red hair, bonny pelt, cute little freckle ... oh man.

'' Yeah, girls ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

But I 'm also a man.

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

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

The two girls stood right in front of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pants, exposing her shaved pubic area. She raised Kristin 's leg kind of by me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the rampart for support. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's eubstance, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her parts. And all the while she 's whispering `` count at these mamilla ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so subdued '' and things like that. I was concerned for Kristin at first, but she seemed to love it, especially when Lizzie moved around to kiss Kristin 's pussy. I went from 80 % hard to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a couple of threesomes before. And let me tell you, it ai n't like in the pornography. One of the girls is usually shy, and then mortal gets their feelings hurt because they are n't getting enough attention or whatever ... almost masses just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two sisters, different chronicle ! Lizzie stopped eating her sis 's twat and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous lip was enhanced by the dripping pussy juice from Kristin. Saviour, kissing a hot young girl, who 's got her own sister 's juice on her lip, I was just melting. I was n't cognizant at the sentence, but all idea of Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

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

I got up off the chair and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my fount in Kristin 's Pres Young puss alright. Her juice already flowing from her babe 's natural language, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my gentle 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 teat ... then I got rolled on my back and had Lizzie 's pussy smashing my typeface and my pecker up Kristin 's cunt.

Then ... Well there was rubbing ... and sucking ... and kissing ... and seemingly everywhere I reached there was a courteous distaff contribution to play with or draw or fuck. My peter was never not in a mouth or a pussy for very long at all. I remember at one point pulling my rooster out of Lizzie 's twat and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's sass. 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 turncock going in a hot pussy, and getting licked on the outstroke. holy diddley ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the time on all quaternion with Kristin under her ) told me to jack off into her mother fucker. I did n't really fuck her ass, just pressed the tip against her muddle and jacked myself.

Her juicy ass felt howling as I shot load after load of cum into her hindquarters. Lizzie squealed as Kristin lapped her puss like a hungry dog. When I finished, Lizzie rose up and dripped my cum out of her ass ...

... into Kristin 's mouth.

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

Kristin held my cum in her mouth as she licked her baby 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 River. Some ran down Kristin 's cheek. The two girls entwined their legs and ground their pussies into each other, cumming hard simultaneously in just a mates 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 facial expression and Kristin licked it all off and swallowed it. Lizzie, tempestuous about that, demanded I fuck Kristin in the ass for her transgression. I remember Kristin not being too excited by that, but Lizzie stuck her lingua completely up Kristin 's ass, then slipped in a digit with some spit and pussy juice. Finally she had three fingers in there and pronounced her ready.

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

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

Both missy wanted more. I was n't ready to bind anymore. But I laid there, sucking soft knocker while they masturbated themselves on my legs. I did cum one more time ... but there was hardly any semen cumming out, mostly just dust at this point.

The final exam score 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 sense like a loser.

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After our dawn P90 workout, we ate Gayle 's pancakes from my dehydrate stash, and I talked about my universal design for taking back our little neighbor Ithiel Town. Since it did n't look like my pal were coming, I was going to use their food, and throttle, and early supply. With all of us, We had about 3 years of food in storage.

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

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

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

Finally, Erin broke the tensity. `` Why the fuck would you say that ? Are you fucking dolt ? '' That 's my daughter !

'' No. I 'm serious.. I 've been doing a lot of thinking these last few 24-hour interval. I think this is the
Book of Revelation. Armageddon. You know, from The Good Book of Revelation of Saint John the Divine. This is the Tribulation.

'' These hoi polloi out there, yes they died. But now they are holy person, and they 're doing God 's employment. ``

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

Hey, I 'm a worshiper in the U. S. Constitution. You want to believe in the Big Sky Daddy, go right ahead. That 's your right, it 's part of the low gear Amendment. You want to consider in the flying Spaghetti devil ? fine. I do n't care. But your freedom and rights end when they impact my freedoms and rights.

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

'' Patsy ... you can think what you want to believe. But, you are also a Guest in my theater. My programme, for all the occupants of this house, is to try and get through this Zombie Apocalypse, and to keep support and kill the bad hombre. I want to industrial plant craw, I want us to be rubber. I want us to subsist. I kind of thought those were reciprocal feelings we all had. I expected everyone in this star sign to act towards that goal. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

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

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

'' Well, what is the early choice, fall guy ? ``

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

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

'' I hardly think you 're God 's messenger, '' Patsy said. vehemence on the 'you 're'; full of scorn. `` No, we have to wait for a sign. ``

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

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

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

I ate the residue of my breakfast. The girls were all agitated with Patsy and they argued with each early. I looked at Patsy. Pretty girl, dyed blond haircloth, decent house organic structure, obviously somewhat impudent as she 's in college. But she 's either a religious wacko or she 's gone gaga. Maybe both. Oh well, not my trouble anymore.

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

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

I came back with a nice backpack, filled up.

'' Patsy. First of all, I 'm sorry to experience infringed on your beliefs. That was wrong of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

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

'' But you 've made it unmistakable you do n't need to stay here. So I put together a slight kit here, '' I indicated the backpack. `` There 's water for three days, solid food, a jacket, gloves, matches, oh and a Christian Bible, of course. Let 's see, no weapons, of course. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

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

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

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

'' gull, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't have someone here who I ca n't trust not to leave a door out-of-doors on purpose. '' I held up the coterie for her.

'' Gayle ? '' Patsy pleaded.

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

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

'' You amend 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 master is my sheepherder, I shall not want ... '' gull began. She kept praying as she shouldered the pack. I helped her adjust the straps. `` Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of expiry, I will reverence no wickedness. ``

'' Atta female child ! '' 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 good and mercy will follow me, all the twenty-four hours of my life story. ``

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

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

I followed Patsy 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 head. mug did n't flinch, just kept right on repeating her Psalm for what seemed like the 23rd time.

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

BOOM !

'' the Nazarene ! '' Erin jumped. `` That affair barque, does n't it ! ``

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

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

BOOM ! got him.

thunder ! got her.

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

I hollered out into the valley, `` seminal fluid spine ! ! ! ``

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

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

That twenty percent Zach was now walking in a straight air away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... hold ... BOOM !

Got him ! But my exhilaration was abruptly lived as we saw several more Zach 's seminal fluid from the townsfolk area and headed to where Patsy would be. They were out of range, though.

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

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

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

We spent the relaxation of the day preparing our weapons, teaching the lady friend how to handle for and make clean them, ran through more drills to sack up jams etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the group 's stash of standardised weapon system. My buddies wo n't take care, since they are gone ...

The temper was, okay. People were disappointed with fall guy, but cipher seemed to be upset with me. I just hope we do n't see her as a new 'Angel'. I wo n't hesitate to shoot her zombie spirit body, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the young woman about my program for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` headmaster 's hardware and Dry goodness '' depot. The little girl need underwear, skid that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these girls have actual big nipple. And I need them to be able to run. Big bouncing tits are fun to watch in slow motion when they run, but in a Zed situation it ai n't cool to deliver affair going in all directions. Got ta strap those puppies down.

'' I 'm going to need two Tennessean for tomorrow 's excursion, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now hold on a second. I need multitude who are unspoilt shooter, can move quick, and do n't mind getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two more ... Lorrie, sad truelove, you need more healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, son of a bitch ! ``

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

They nodded their headland in unison. Got ta honey sisters.

So instead of a movie that night, we all cleaned the weapons and checked our packs. We loaded the Jeep with some trade goodness, like congius jugful of water and canned foods in character we found some survivor. Also some dry food like trice spud and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

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

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

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

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with tears in her eye. I held her shoulders, afraid to equal her back. Her breasts pressed into me. Jesus.

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

We got in the jeep and headed towards town.

As we headed down Main Street, we could see the dead Zeds from the other day. Nobody is cleaning up the townsfolk. We stopped in front of `` Master 's '' stock. Peeking in the window, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the glass lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, effort. Hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the store. I did n't want to just fool away and burst up the meth, I wanted to keep some integrity to the store. Talking to the girls, we drove the Jeep around the side of the storage. I took a set of cay, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the landrover and went up the fire flight to the instant floor. I climbed in the window and cleared the area. The former gal came in. Okay.

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

I took two stone's throw downstairs, and was met by a Thomas Young man with a scattergun pointed at my face.

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

I set the crovel down, but now the kid had three other rifles pointed at his head. Then a door opened up behind us. Confusion reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't know who to level it at. My fille were yelling, so were the son ; this was very tense up and could go bad in a hurry. But I could see these were young Kyd. I did n't think they were dangerous, just being protective.

'' My female child ! SHUT UP ! '' And they did. `` O.K. cuss. I 'm going to take my helmet off. Ok ? Just real slow, we are n't here to bruise you. We want to buy or trade for some things. ``

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

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

'' Ok. See ? Just a habitue guy. Erin, missy. Lower your rifles. See guys ? We 're cool. Everybody 's cool ... inclination your rifles on the wall. Nice and well-fixed. Yeah that 's it. Okay, now take off your helmets. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' And I 'm Wyatt ! '' said the other one, making sure he got usher in also.

'' Morgan and James Wyatt ? '' I kind of smirked. `` Where 's Publius Vergilius Maro ? '' I joked. You know, the Earp brothers. I was met with glum faces. `` He 's downstairs in the shop. How did you know his name ... oh yeah, you 're old. ``

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

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

'' So, you 're ... Bat master copy'Word ? '' I smiled again. Another joke only old guys get.

'' well guy wire, I 'm very sorry for your loss. But we need some things for the girls. You fellas need water ? nutrient ? ``

'' We need water supply bad, '' said Morgan. `` We 're all out, and drinking out of the lav armoured combat vehicle -- OWW ! ``

Wyatt slugged him on the shoulder. He did n't want to search bad in front of the girls.

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

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

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

I opened the backdoor with the key from Sir Thomas Wyatt, and I quickly dispatched short Virgil with my Crovel. Erin helped me drag him outside. We cleaned up the ancestry so the male child would n't see anything.

The atmosphere lightened up then. The two sisters went shopping with the male child helping. For a crappy low township, they had pretty good clobber. I guess there 's a pretty famous trailhead up in the woods, so they get quite a few hikers coming through here needing last minute gear.

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

'' Can we get to the clock tug from here ? '' I asked. It was just a petty cupola kind of a thing, sitting on the cap of the secondly floor. We climbed the step from the ceiling. A pair boot and the clock fell out of the front. Nice sight from here, we could see near of the townspeople, now.

I looked at Erin. Her brass pleaded with me.

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

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

BOOM !

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

BOOM !

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

gravy !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

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

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

manna from heaven !

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

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

'' You 're an awing crack, lulu ! '' And I rested my hand on her shave piddling ass.

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

BOOM !

'' Saviour ! '' she cried out as I resumed massaging her ass. She spread her legs More, inviting my bridge player to journey down the crack to in between her second joint. I stopped, but did n't let go, when I heard her do the big exhale. That meant she had one in her hatful. After the report of the gun, I continued.

'' Reloading, '' she said. I took that here and now to reach around her and undo 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 silken still naked butt.

Erin exhaled, I paused, and BOOM !

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

'' Mmmmm Goddd yess ... .. '' Exhale, intermission, halt moving ... BOOM !

And I jammed three more fingers up her oozing cunt.

'' Christ I 'm near daddy ... so close ... '' BOOM !

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

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

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

I squeezed her clitoris in between my quarter round and digit, her little vain buddy sent shivers throughout her body.

BOOM !

'' fucking ! ! ! ``

BOOM !

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

'' roll in the hay me, daddy, '' she pleaded.

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my Daddy, '' she said softly. `` Fuck me dada. '' Then through gritted dentition : `` Fuck me difficult Daddy ! Let me obliterate these fuckers and fuck me, pop. ``

Jesus of Nazareth Christ, I do n't even birth a girl, but hearing her talk like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a hurriedness. I lined up right behind her and squeeze my pecker up her tight cunt.

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

She took aim some more. I paused.

BOOM ! She shot this woman Zena in the head.

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

godsend !

I fucked her hot puss while she continued targeting. She lined up a injection, 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 lilliputian real anger mixed in. She liked the screwing, but she liked the shot, too.

I fucked her as backbreaking as I could while she tried to end the stagnant Zach.

'' halt it ! '' she giggled.

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

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

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

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

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

'' pappa 's fiddling fucking tart ? Huh baby ? ``

'' Yes pa oh my screwing GOD ! ``

'' You like Daddy 's cock ? ``

'' Yeah Daddy keep fucking me ! ``

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

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

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

And I came inside her like a tidal undulation. I could feel her kitty walls contract around my cock as she came also. Hot sperm met hot purulent juice to create white-hot lava inside her cunt.

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

'' Oh dada '' Erin whispered, I could barely find out her in the light dawning breeze. `` daddy ... pa ... ''

My dick began to shrink a bit. Erin lined up the nightcrawler, and finished him off with a satisfying gold rush !

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

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

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

'' Lookit this pop. '' she said. I looked down to see her squatting, her mitt beneath her pussy, catching the dripping cum. She put her other hand down there and brought the full one to her mouth. She looked me in the eye as she slurped it up and swallowed it down.

'' You taste well, Daddy. '' She got a match more smattering of cum as I shot more Zachs and Zenas. Fuckers just kept coming. How many were there in this Town ?

Erin stood up and push me a footling bit on the shoulder. I set down the gun and kissed her passionately, tasting my cum on her lips and clapper. She held me so sozzled for such a little thing.
Reluctantly, we dressed. We ended up going through four magazines. 120 troll. With young woman and on-purpose shots fired during sex, we figured we hit close to 100 zombies.

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

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

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The grandiloquent one ? hammerhead ! ``

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

I chuckled out tacky while Erin just looked at me like I was stupid. `` All good here. Little Tiger is quite the sharpshooter. The babe are negotiating for goodness as we speak. testament check back in 15. Tell Lorrie 'it 's metre to buzz the column'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

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

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As Erin and I neared the undersurface base, we heard some scuffling and what sounded the like one or both of the girls screaming. We bolted down the last couple whole tone, my Crovel held ready to swing and Erin 's AR ready to fire. What we saw was rather surprising.

Across the store, about 30 feet, was a methamphetamine hydrochloride case about 15 feet retentive that held tongue, binoculars, and other eminent buck particular. It was also the checkout area with register and credit board machine.

Leaning against the case were our two baby, naked as jaybirds. Their arms outstretched, they were holding onto the polar side of the grammatical case. They were holding on because the two brothers were fucking them from behind for all they were Worth. They were facing us, but nobody saw us as they were in 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 okay ! '' `` Stop pop ! '' `` We asked them to ! '' and stuff like that.

The male child froze, and started to withdraw.

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

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

'' okeh ... I 'm going to the landrover. Hurry it up, male child. make out on Erin. ``

We started outside. I could hear Liz saying to Wyatt `` Get back here and get it on me ! He 's fine ! ``

I found an sphere out back of the storage that seemed to have pretty subdued earth. I said to Erin, `` handle me. I 've got to dig a grave for Virgil. And call the ranch. It 'll be another hour or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

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

Erin looked away. `` No. it was n't like that. My don left when I was 11. He never paid lots tending to me. I always tried to get his aid, but he never seemed to deal much. I guess, psychologically speaking, I probably have some serious 'daddy issues'. Maybe if the automaton did n't come I 'd end up a stripper well somewhere. ``

We both laughed.

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

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

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

Tired, I tossed it to her. Erin went over to a snake god kid. Maybe 10-12 eld old. She raised the shovel ... 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 zombie kid started to groan. But being small he did n't receive a lot of production. I do n't think any others heard him.

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

With tear in my center, I took the crovel from Erin and finished up the hole. Furious at the fucked up world, I dug very hard.

'' Sorry, dad. ``

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

I dragged Virgil skipper over to his hole. It was n't 6 feet deep. More like 4. Sorry Virg, I do n't hold all day.

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

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

I finished covering up Virgil. `` seed here, infant girl. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a footling bit. `` I 'll be your 'Daddy'. I 'll be Daddy with benefits, okay ? ``

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The company
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The master key male child were dressed, but looked a fiddling shamefaced. The President Andrew Johnson sister were beaming, their faces a piffling sluice. mustiness 've been a pretty dependable prison term on the knife case, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out loud and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

thing move quickly in the New World.

'' wellspring, not so fast. This place is very vulnerable. chalk windows all over, the second door ringlet could n't stop a seven-year-old ... '' Shit. What to do ?

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

That seemed to sit okay with citizenry. We were packing the Jeep with the clothing, when Morgan noticed the knoll of fresh crap. He stopped and stared at it, tears welling up in his eyes.

'' When we come back tomorrow, '' I said. `` We 'll get him a nice cross and have a right Robert William Service, ok ? I promise, kid. ``

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

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


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

But the Lyndon Baines Johnson baby made it very clear ; these boys were off-limits. And they seemed soft on with the Sister, so that was upright. Then the young lady discovered their new clothes, and the shrieking was nearly intolerable. Shoes that fit ! Pants that fit ! Underwear !

Erin and I immediately set to re-loading the cartridge holder and cleaning the weapons. Always be fix for the next competitiveness, you do n't bed when that will be. She was n't too concerned about the new underwear.

'' Only during the bad week, '' she said. `` rest of the fourth dimension, I like to go ranger. Speaking of which, who said you could go shooting sperms inside me ? ``

'' Little slut ! '' I replied as I finished off another 30-round powder store. `` Your period just ended, you 've got a few Sir Thomas More days 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 fuck me. okey pop ? ``

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

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

'' Ha, yeah. wellspring I 'm not sure I 'm too high on her listing right now. She 's not so delight with some of
the uh, whaddya phone it, 'fornication'going on around here. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

'' Just cleaning the hit man, '' I explained. `` When they fire, they leave remainder and gunk. Got ta hold back them clean so they will always mould for us. ``

'' Can you evince me ? I want to start doing this kind of clobber 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 post a thousand ships to war.

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

Lorrie scooted in closer, obviously to get all the selective information she could. Never head that her breast pressed into my arm. Her white meat that was barely contained in the cotton wool T-shirt. The breast that was unfettered because a bra would trouble the stitches on her back.

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

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

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

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

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

'' It 's good ! take care ! ``

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

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

fucking slap-up is how you 're doing.

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

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

So I looked at the stitches. She took the bandages off yesterday to let it breathe. I never stitched anything before. The job itself looked dread, 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 titmouse pressed firmly into my stomach.

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

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

I held her gently on her low-down rosehip. Her scanty pelvis. Jesus Deliverer her skin is so voiced and tender ...

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

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

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

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

'' munition up. ``

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

I took her T-shirt and fiddled with it until I got it lined up, Then I slid it over her arms, head, then over her tits until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

'' You know, '' she started. `` Mom likes you. and she 's really serious in bed. She 's an expert. And I 've seen passel of pornography. Mom 's as dependable or better. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

And she left to rejoin the others. I stood there like, What the fuck ? They are taking turns ? With me ? Well that 's just ... well it 's not the forged thing that could find, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

'' Those male child are Very nice. Very gracious. They tell me they want the sisters to live with them. What do you suppose ? ``

'' I 'm a minuscule concerned. We have to strengthen their building field, it 's not very secure right now. And we need to train those male child 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 twenty-four hours I think it would be very well. We need to start taking back the town anyway. Would be good to receive a forward base there. We 've got radios. We could hook them up with a set of solar panels. It could lick. ``

We had a courteous dinner of beef cattle stroganoff, from my supplying of dehydrated food. Canned lulu for afters. Also had raft of vodka and yield juice.

Erin found the tablet, touched the filmdom a few clock time, and the next matter you know, Rihanna is blasting from the loudspeaker system. It 's a party !

The boy shoved the board to one side, and we had a dance floor. Rihanna 's beats were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a social dancer or anything, but I do have calendar method. So I was able to make believe I had some motility. It did n't matter much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the chorus :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly unspoilt !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't give care I like the sense of smell of it !
stick and rock may break my bone
But chains and party whip excite me ! ``

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

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

With all the `` Ooh baby, babe '' poetry, it was getting crazy. Erin jumped up on the tabular array and took off her T-shirt and didder her happy little dumbbell for everyone to see ! The boys were dancing with their girls, but it was kind of a free-for-all. We were n't really partnered up, just mashing all togther. And there was lots of bumping and grinding, and 'getting all up'on me, the boys, and the girls on each other in some serious dirty dancing.

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

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

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

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

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

3 Zeds were at the rampart of the house. someone had n't locked the gate.

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

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

We had to re-arrange thing a little to accommodate the boys for the nighttime. It was looking like Payton did n't have anywhere to last out. Imagine that.

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the bathrooms and sleeping room. I was the last to use a public lavatory. Got myself a shower, finally. Got to recall to break the pee grade tomorrow in the storage cisterns, I reminded myself.

When I opened the room access to my fiddling reckoner room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was stark naked, sitting on the air mattress with her spinal column up against the pillows and the wall. Her right hand was lazily playing with her shaved pussy while her left hand toyed with a nipple.

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

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

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

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

'' Keep going, '' I said. Watching a woman masturbate is one of my great joy in animation. I do n't get to see it often enough.

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

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

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

I settled into the spot electric chair. `` Just sing a petty. Tell me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? Show me. ``

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

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to lick me strong ... and put your lingua on my button ... and bite it a little ... '' she was getting the bent of it. Her fingerbreadth slipped inside her cunt as she talked.

'' And I want your shaft. I want you to ... um ... fuck me. '' She slipped in two fingerbreadth. `` I want you to fuck me undecomposed. Fuck me hard. ass me a lot. Fuck me tough. And harder. '' Three of her fingers fucked her cunt now.

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

'' And I want to absorb your peter and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her finger out of her cunt and daintily put one in her mouth. Her lips enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it clean and jerk of her juices. She did that to the early two.

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

'' Yes baby, separate me more. ``

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

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

I got down on my knee in nominal head 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 slattern ! '' she cried. But she was excited.

'' I fucked her from butt. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck fuck fuck ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her puss ! ``

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

Payton lifted her leg up and held it with her left manus, so it was sticking almost striaght up in the air. Like some kind of Rockette or something. This allowed her fuller admission to her pussy 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 majuscule. She was n't the prettiest of the bunch by a recollective shot. But who the fuck upkeep. She was awesome.

'' 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 butt. ``

'' 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 other hand rubbing her clit hard.

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

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

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was cool to bang mortal almost as big as me. But her potent legs were like jelly as I pounded her pussy into submission.

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

At one distributor point, the threshold opened and Erin stuck her head teacher in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'augury with my finger's breadth to my mouth. She nodded and sat on the trading floor. Pulling her little sweat pant aside, she rubbed her kitty as she watched me fuck Payton.

She, Payton, had no idea anybody else was in there as she was in the throes of ecstasy. I rolled Payton on her spinal column again so I could see her look when I fucked her. She held on to me tight, never opening her eye. I squeezed her tits as I lay on her, the tit hard as fucking sway. Then I reached around and grabbed her ass cheek, pulling her tightly and going deeper into her twat. I easily slipped a finger up her ass. She responded by kissing me hard.

I risked a coup d'oeil to the English ; Erin was in full masturbation mode as her hired hand dove in and out of her pussy.

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

She opened her eyes for the first time in about 10 minutes as she watched me settle in between her yummy jugs. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left. Payton kind of express mirth but did n't look to mind.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I was about at the end of my rope. I reached down and pulled on her nipple as Payton squeezed her tits. Pulled on the fuckers pretty hard. Payton yelped as my cum barb into her mouth and on her Kuki-Chin. She moaned more as Erin 's tongue made her cum. I shot some more cum onto her aspect, then pulled back and dropped some loads on her big flaccid tits.

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

Payton just lay there in sexual fulfillment, enjoying her innate gamy. She swallowed the cum in her mouth, but the quietus of it was streaming down her face.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Payton roused out of her shock to acknowledge Erin.

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

I was taking genial bank note. Erin had a way ... between her kissing and snuggling and suckling, she was driving Payton crazy.

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

Erin never let up or let go of those glorious teat. I slopped up some pussy succus onto an bring out nipple, Erin saw that and just dove on it.

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

- - -

The next first light we had powdered eggs, lyophilised ham, and hotcake. All courtesy of mom Gayle, with some help from Lorrie, of course. That shit is not bad, pretty tasty, even. Considering the destiny. The IHOP was, after all, run by Zach and Zed and Zena, at this point.

So this day, we hooked up the Snow plough to the Unimog. Too many perfectly trunk in the street, you know. We scored tons of plywood at the hardware stock to barricade the lord 's store. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the east end of Main street. It already had some followers. The sang-froid thing about the Mog is its height. No thing what the Zeds do, they ca n't discontinue in. They ca n't break the trash. They ca n't climb into the cab. So we Parked it in the center of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for serious long grasp and stopping tycoon. Also had an AR, and the bottle up 22. The mind was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would convey more Zachs, and they would keep shot. Lorrie would get some tangible on-the-job training.

Then we had Tina and Payton in the Clock tug, 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 unit other end of the small town. We pulled up to the last house. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boy had pitchforks. We also had pistols, all of us. The mind, though, was to go quiet and find out the houses.

The first of all one was a piece of patty. Tapped on the door, all quiet. The house was unlocked, cipher inside. We checked for medical specialty and solid food, found a pretty good stash of potty. Some trade good food in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No medicines. No weapons. Some old lady clothes, that 's about it. We stacked the cans on the porch for later pickup.

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

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

Found a little solid food, a .38 revolver with 9 shells, some 42-year old Playboys, and some dirty apparel. But we took everything we could find. wax light, aluminum foil, baggies, toilet newspaper, lucifer, dog food.

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

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

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

'' It 's us ! Morgan and Wyatt headmaster. From the storehouse ! ``

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

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

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

'' Naw. I 'm proficient for the wintertime. cum springtime, I 'll be needing some supplies, though. You reckon we 'll get some power and food by then ? ``

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

'' It 's Miss. Homer Thompson. Never had much want for no man. Although, I do kind of like your style, Slim. '' She let that hang. I was n't sure as shooting what to say. Was n't expecting to be hit on today, least not by an old noblewoman. She was n't bad looking, for 65.

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

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

We went through 30 more houses, but no early life family line. Lots of dead consistence, though ; human and zombie. Did find a decent 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in various calibers with a few box of shells for each.

Suddenly, the radio crackled to life.

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

We piled into the landrover and shot back towards chief street. We got some more info from Erin ; they had moved the truck to try and get a respectable location to shoot from.

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

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

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

'' She 's up on the 2d floor. hurry ! ``

We broke into the frown floor of the real demesne office. I killed two zed with my Crovel. I could hear Sir Thomas More of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the step, I hollered `` Look out below '' and threw a couple more izzard down the steps. gunfire followed as Erin or person killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The zed were now converging on us. We each fired our handgun until they were empty-bellied. The floor was slippery from all the ichor and gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed heads. I worked my way into what seemed a bedroom, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a wall, holding back two automaton with just her rifle drum. Crying and screaming, she was going to lose the battle in the next few seconds as the aggregate weight of the two big man snake god 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 voiceless I could n't get it back out from Zach 's body. I yanked out my USMC Ka-Bar and buried it into the skull of the sec zed. I pulled Lorrie out from under both of them as they began falling. Clutching me for beloved liveliness, Lorrie sobbed into my neck.

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

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

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

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

I sat down and held my fountainhead in my hand. Jesus I almost fucked up again ! We need more than grooming before we can do this sort of matter !

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

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

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

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

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

I think it was in that import where I realized how much I cared for these the great unwashed. I looked at Gayle and Lorrie. Gayle was whispering softly to Lorrie, who seemed really pocket-size right now. They should n't be fighting snake god. They should be helping or something, but they were n't warriors. This was n't fair.

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

zombie spirit moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

I took everybody back to the cabin a slight after that. We ate an early supper of wimp corn chowder. The mode 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 vibration and did n't make a lot of noise.

I talked with the local male child after dinner. I wanted to find out what commercial enterprises were in town or nearby. Gas Stations, stores, welding shop, sporting goodness stores, engine resort 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 hour, we did to a greater extent P90 breeding, except for Lorrie. wellspring, she did a modified adaptation. She is n't all that elastic yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any happiness right then.

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

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a tough facial expression screen and you could talk with them. They were much lighter than motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still wear goggles with them. We found all kind of pads and protective equipment for the pegleg and arms, also. The object was to make ourselves backbreaking to bite.

Back at the cattle ranch, we all put on our gearing for real live grooming. number 1, everyone got used to hitting me on the point with broomsticks. Did n't even pass on me through my helmet, but everyone got lots of poke in.

At the Lawnmower mending shop, we got lots of lawnmower steel. We trimmed up one end to fit the gals smaller script, then wrapped it in paracord to build a nice grip. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like cultivation. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some G roue, the tough kind, not grass slant. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the mediate I facing forward. I thought this would hail in handy.

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

Many had come up our way over the lowest few 24-hour interval, 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 partner off them up with a like-sized mortal, if it was your turn of events you got what you got.

beingness generally forgetful, except for Payton, the girls were having a punk time with a one-shot kill ; Zed 's limb were too long. The young woman learned to chop off an arm or two 1st, then go for the kill. Or kick them in the knee so Zed fell down. Then it was an easy kill shot.

Then they tried it with the rake. practically better ! hard swing to the stifle, down they went. Then they were well-to-do pickins for a rake-shot to the head word. So that became our primary feather tactic ; graze them out in the unfold, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

theme from the out-of-door world were disheartening. stallion cities like New York had fallen into complete shuffling. The net was pretty limited. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Silicon valley guy wire always had great security.

The HAM radio study were terribly. Mostly just lonely calls from masses in difficulty. We could n't go help them, nobody was around us. After a patch we quit turning it on.

- - -

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

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

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

And they brought out all variety of good stuff. Including stewardess Donettes ! And Hostess Cherry Pies !

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

Erin laughed. `` commend the set K store ? I swiped some goodies for you then. '' She hugged me hard and I hugged her back. She cried a little, then everyone else gave me a little present. They were mostly from the hardware store in Town, but it was awe-inspiring. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting socks, a canteen, some former betting odds and destruction. 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 need it anymore ... ''

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

'' Ok thank you everyone. I will use all these in good health. Although I may not jade the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a commodity nozzle, did n't need to apply him any duplicate hints.

'' As for you guys ... Well I 'm so proud of you. You could take in fallen apart, but you did n't. This mess is ... well it just sucks. But we 're gon na micturate it ameliorate ! 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 cypher really got into problem. And the lawn-mower blades worked
as hoped, and we hardly fired the guns at all. It was a skillful day.

- - -

As we entered the house, I was told to shower first since it was `` Daddy admiration day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my shower bath on. Would be nice to get clean outset, for once.
I was just getting some black blood off my implements of war when the door opened. I was proud of ! We were so sharpen lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a piece. As long as it was n't one of the Guy, 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.

'' Scrub your cover, Mr ? '' she asked sweetly.

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

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

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

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

She stepped in the cascade. I tried to release around.

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

Something very warm and fleshy squished into my back as she reached around me for the liquid ecstasy and that scrubby, fluffy affair that you wash with. It could only be her tit. Deliverer, they covered a lot of tangible estate, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my back, slowly but firmly pushing. My stopcock was lengthening a little with anticipation.

She washed my munition as they hung by my side.

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

Then she reached around and washed my chest, first with the scrubby and then with her bare hands. She spent a lot of time on my teat. Why do men suffer nipples ? I do n't know, but I was glad I did. That felt wonderful.

She lowered her soapy hands down to my stomach. I was fully hard at this full point. I tried to joggle a little, to get my peter to hit her in the hands.

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

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

'' Oh that look nice .... yessss ... ''

She reached between my cheeks with the scrabbly thing, washing my dickhead and contamination. I hung my head down, letting the hot piddle cascade down my back.

'' Wow dad, '' she said. `` You 're all hard even back here ! ``

And with that, she dropped the scrubby and massaged my butthole. She leaned into me again with her mammilla and trunk. She reached around with her other mitt and gently traced her fingers along my impossibly hard shaft. But that digit on my ass ... it went inside ...

'' You like this, Daddy ? ``

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

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

Gayle gave my cock a unspoiled clinch then suddenly let go. She slid down on her knees, and began to osculate my ass boldness. She pulled them apart, then stuck her knife in the naughtiest of places. I could n't consider it.

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

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

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

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

'' sanctum piece of tail. I mean. Yes ! Of course ! Just admiring the view ! ``

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

I forgot all about style and breeding and the soap, I just grabbed her and held her from the back, running my handwriting all up and down her hanging tits, tum, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

My left hand massaged a tit as my right paw 's finger slipped up inside her. Redeemer she was so wet inside. Her stiff 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 body okay ? ``

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

'' Well, you 've got all these teenagers to fuck, and they 're so much ... tighter than me ... ''

I spread her ass impudence and buried my face between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussy, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my spit up her ass and up her cunt, she seemed to like that. I sort of settled in with my pollex in her butt and centralise my rim and glossa on her pussycat. Her tangy flavour covered my boldness as I tried to burrow into her twat. Again, I was sword lily I had stocked up so many razors, not a pilus in sight.

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

I squeezed the diddlyshit out of both her ass cheeks as I continued eating her out. Tight fiddling tightfitting miss are great. No dubiety. But a woman with curvature, that 's the one for me !

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

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

I moaned into her cunt, sending trembling up her pussy. I felt her condensation begin.

'' FUCK ! I 'm cumming cumming oh fuck I 'm cumming oh screw oh ass ! ``

I swallowed down her creamy succus that flowed down her puss and into my mouth.

Then I slumped down, and sat in the shower-bath tub. Gayle turned around and sat on top of me, impaling herself on my raging cock. With the waters till beating down on us, she kissed me hard, and she licked up her own juices off my face. She rose up slightly and settled back down, my cock sinking further up her twat.

I fondled her lusciously large tits, and then clamped my backtalk down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit severe, drawing as much as I could into my mouth.

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

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

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

I hefted one boob in my left wing paw, and lightly patted it with my right.

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

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

I got more aggressive, slapping both her mammilla with both my script. These slap were n't hard enough to ping anyone down or anything, but her skin was turning a goodly tincture of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to harass her swaying boobs.
I was getting a immense thrill out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my turncock, and watching those tits jiggle with each slap was too very much for me.

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

She leaned back, and said `` My tubes have been tied. pass on it all to me, papa ! ``

I could n't hold it. I came.

As always, that first jibe felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my vein. Each subsequent spurt felt incredible, too. Gayle felt my sizzling shot enter her cunt as I pumped more than and more spermatozoon 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 fury. She grimaced in agony/pleasure, gritting her tooth and then letting out a giant `` Ahhhhhhhh ... ''

My cock began to shrivel a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to lick my cock before the cascade washed us neat. I could see she got a sound portion 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 exhibitioner. We dried ourselves and Gayle sat at the piffling chair to fix her brass. She looked so cute, branch crossed, tits hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a young boy watching mommy get fix. My cock felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, honey ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

'' Oooo ... does that palpate good female child ? Mmmmm ... yes it does ... poor affair ... mmmmm ... that mean old man was slapping you poor fille ... oh but this feels sooo gooood. ``

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

I squirted a pretty tumid load right onto her tits, then a couple humble ones, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her titty as she leaned over and licked my hammer 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 perfect'and sang along with all the a Capella songs, the girls were all kind of light-headed and a bit strange. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat next to me during the movie, with her girl Lorrie on my former side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would find. But I did n't have to await long.

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

'' What 's a dainty girl like you doing in a spot like this ? '' I asked her.

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

'' I just came to talk, '' she said. She had a nursing bottle of my prized Justin pinot noir and a brace glasses. We sat down, me in my rolling chairman and her in the metal folding chair.

We talked about a lot of things, but mostly about our situation and what my program were for the future. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of study. What we really needed was a way to stimulate a automaton destitute area so that we could then begin farming operations. Plus we now had circumstances of new mouths from town that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the the great unwashed we met were nice, but generally a bit senior. Still, some of them had farming setting. But former than the passe-partout 's sons, we had n't found anyone near the girls ages.

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

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

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm for sure you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is arduous to say ... I want Lorrie to get the love of a just man. call down a phratry. You know, those kind of things. ``

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

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

My mind drew a lacuna. `` 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 guy wire to choose from, I 'd desire you. You just ... you do what has to be done, you work hard, you 're undecomposed at keeping everyone animated ... plus you 're amazing at sex. ``

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

'' But what ? ``

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

'' She 's headway over heals in making love with you. Most of the young woman are attracted to you, but she 's actually in sexual love. ``

She 's in dear with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two main return here. phone number One is, you, Gayle. And issue Two, I 'm not sure I 'm ready to ensconce down just yet. I mean, I will at some point, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to proceed our group going. I do n't know if I have time for a genuine human relationship. It 's umm ... it 's pretty leisurely right now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the door. ``

Gayle rolled her eyes.

'' Hey, sorry, that 's just how it is. I 'm not ready to be monogamous with anyone right now. And If I was, well, I 'm not sure I would pick Lorrie at this gunpoint. ``

Gayle kind of made a disappointed face.

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

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't calculate so surprised. We get along pretty fricking great. And, I think the heavy sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't mean you had to marry Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. Keep it in creative thinker. ``

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

'' I 'm alright with that ! Just .... be well-situated on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a Virgin. ``

I thought about our gun-cleaning academic term a workweek ago. Lorrie seemed pretty quick to undress.

'' You sure about that ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, she would 've told me. ``

'' So, if you want me for her, what was up with the shower today ? That does n't appear to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the rest of her wine. `` I 'm not pure. I had this visual sense of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't vocalise good at all, does it ? I mean, I at to the lowest degree wanted you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds kind of dullard now that I say it out cheap. ``

I drank the rest of my pinot and poured us both some more.

Have I mentioned how gorgeous Gayle is ? My dad was a horn dog in his day, even as an onetime man. He like the full-figured gals like Marilyn, Mamie, Rita, etc., but his favorite was the Italian infant, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a bonnie resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly matter like kill a bunch of zombie spirit with your bare fists and fall back for your wages. Hey, since you 're reading this, the net is working again. Go look her up. Sophia, I mean. tick off out some of the younger pictures of her, when her hair is pretty straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's tits are 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 mitt on her nerve. `` Even if I fell in love with your daughter, and wanted to expend the relaxation of my life with her ... how could I possibly only make love to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full rim. Her hand came up to me, she ran her finger's breadth through my hair.

Our lips pressed a little firmer together and our sweet kiss turned a little hotter as I moved into her a little more. I broke the candy kiss, only to get a slightly different slant and start kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her abject lip, and sucked it into my mouth, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her spinal column against the wall. With both my hands gently holding her expression, I kissed her with passion and soreness like I 'd never felt before.
Gayle had slipped her hands underneath my t-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my back. Then she continued to kiss me as she pulled me closer to her.

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

'' You 're just being dainty. ``

She slipped my t-shirt over my head.

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

So I stood barefoot in the desk Light Within, 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 fiddling 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 position, Gayle. ``

'' cream up those weights, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a couple 30 pound dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few curls for her, some standing presses, I turned my back to her and did some lateral flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her right bridge player gently rubbing her go away titty, and her left index in between her movement teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's sort of sang-froid to know I turn on a chick. 38 years old. Semi-ripped. Still have my fuzz, all of it. I guess I 'm not the worst guy they could run into in a zombie apocalypse.

I went and stood in social movement of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my blazonry, like I was going to carry her over a doorway. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must concede, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one Virgo the Virgin in my entirely life. It did n't go so well. Lots of pain in the neck. rallying cry. ignominy. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so fluent with fair sex ! '' she joked.

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

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

'' You want me to, bang your daughter ? '' Long ... buss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to suffer to wet-nurse her titty for a real tenacious time. '' candy kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

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

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suck my cock. '' candy kiss with some tongue ...

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

'' How do you know ? ``

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

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No shit ? ``

'' No Irish bull. I told her it was an important skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing stance, but we kept close and kissed more than. I undid the belt on her robe, sliding my hand between her fluid skin and the robe. I cupped her ass cheek and pulled her to me, she could sense my erection 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 nice. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my jeans as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down future to each early, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just sleep together tits. All tits. There 's just something about them that drives me bollock. Yeah, big surprise. But Thomas More than most guys, I love them. I love to puzzle out, and pick, and whirl my tongue around them. And they all feel so dissimilar. Some are strong, some are really squishy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as much as I could. Some nipple bites here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too much time on the mamilla, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could suck them for 60 minutes ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Christ no. It 's like the best massage in the world. Only better. I 'm a thousand percent relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How effective 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 respiration increased, so did my vigor. When she panted a little, I grabbed her pussycat. With my palm tree on her clit, I slipped a fingerbreadth in between her sassing and frigged her nicely. Then a little harder and faster as I bit down on a big nipple of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' Suck the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left tit up to her face and Drew in her own nipple to her mouth. God I love that.
I rubbed her pussy faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a couple more minute when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few times. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic Wave washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' postponement, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me rest ... too ... sore ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a good time for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her ramification and guided my cock to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... Jesus she was so wet I just slid right in.

'' Michael ... just a minute ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh screwing .... ''

As my weightiness set down on her, our pelvis rubbed, re-igniting her clit. Gayle lick around as I pounded her with my dick. She could n't organise any veridical words, just moan and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say shit but it was too much effort. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck other guy wire. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend English. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guy cable. '' I sped up my pounding to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy place fuck ! Oh damn Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of metre, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking grueling. `` She should n't ... oh jesus Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it deform you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her thorax, sticking my pussy-sopping cock into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your daughter watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your tits, your ass, oh that 's Nice sister yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy snatch ... and not just once but a lot of times. ``

Well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this stage, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on Mommy Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a torrent down her throat. loading after lading of hot spurt blastoff 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 expression down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her legs and shoved my tool back into her snatch. Gayle arched her backbone as I entered her, and she moaned out aloud. I was rather impressed with myself, even though I just came, I was ready for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at Nox ... with her in the room ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your cunt ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a good mom. ``

'' You 're a big mom ... a shtup smashing mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No answer. I forced my hand under her venter so I could snap up her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrong ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her torso is so firm ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to suck turncock ... ''

'' No Michael ... lay off it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm sure. ``

'' Stop it ... please oh diddley oh take a shit oh shit I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her cunt ... man ca n't you almost taste it ? '' I pulled my hand from Gayle 's slit and rubbed it on her lip, cheeks, pushed my fingers inside her mouth so she could taste it all.

'' You want to taste her ... '' I began cumming inside her pussy. Her bitch wall gripped my pecker and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh fuck yes ... fuck yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the second time, filling up her cunt with fiery hot sperm.
After a twosome 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 cock with her natural language and lips, sucking up the meld cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, help yourself to my sperm anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making making love to me. This will be the close prison term. I want ... I want Lorrie to have a chance. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the hold up 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 Johnson sisters. We got the Masters place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and live. I 'll admit to some jealousy there, those doll were pretty uncivilised little honies !

So we spent well-nigh of the day trying to block off the town. We 'd been to every home, killed every zombie inside the homes, sheds, barns, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always to a greater extent 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 geographical zone, '' Erin was saying. My fiendish little killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a mingy spot where we are protected, but we can kill them with stick or gig or something. ``

'' sensation ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up something and then fall down. So the Fall kills most of them. Or at least breaks their peg or backs. That would save, ammo, right ? ``

The girls form of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ladder and jump ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me think. '' I had it. So simple, it just might work.

'' vivid ! Lorrie, it 's bright. We get some shipping containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a rectangular vacuum tube. We tilt them up at, like a ten or twenty dollar bill stage angle. We 'll ask hatful of them. Stack them on top of each other or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 feet high and they walk out the end of the in conclusion container right into thin air. They smash on the ground -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a arduous landing place station ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the field with fencing or to a greater extent shipping containers ... ''

'' And when the area fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't suffer to charge any of them ! ``

We were all very proud of ourselves. It 's a great fucking mind. Except, we did n't have any shipping containers. Or a way to move them. Or a Grus to heap them.

Eh, minor details.

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We cleaned up more of the townsfolk. Not too many living kinsfolk, but it 's good to rid of the skulker. Zed likes to creep around and turn up in the most bizarre stead, so it 's good to have him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as avid a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her torpedo, Lorrie really wanted it done up closing curtain and personal. She wanted to take care into their dead eyes as they died again.

We had cleared out a part of houses, then we went back to them to insure for salvageable stuff. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this nice old house, checking things out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not sure what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't call back there will be any Sir Thomas More. I do n't know ... ''

'' Whaddya mean you do n't lie with ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a lilliputian steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I assure her that her mom wants US to hook up ?

'' Well, you guys are great together, it would be nice to experience a real daddy ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my really daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never nous, it 's alright. It 's fine ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, cypher can shut you down faster than a adolescent !

We looked through the house some more. It 's kind of sad, looking through a dead person 's life.
Usually, we just look for safes where we might find gunslinger, trunks for ammo, kitchens for food etc. But this house was unlike. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this house. I mean really. I could live in this house if it were n't for the damn zombi. ``

'' Sir Thomas Wyatt said it was once the Mayor 's theatre. The townsfolk built it a tenacious time ago for the then current mayor to experience in. But later, it got bought by some rich people citizenry ... The town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your size of it, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couple outfits. `` She had some gustatory perception. Where in this town would she wear this stuff ? This is like, New York City, 20 years ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some moan from the street.

'' obligation 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 computer hardware computer memory for lunch, now re-named captain and Johnson, in honor of the upcoming nuptials between the Masters boy and the Johnson sister. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a bit ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two blocks back to that nice house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a copulate things from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quickie ! Am I old news program already ? ``

'' You 're never old news, my short darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's fine, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a black dress, fitted, with some crazy cuts. form of like that Demi Henry Spencer Moore clothes from 20 years ago. And I grabbed a pair of nice heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's OK ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a eccentric. ``

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.

'' Stop 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 take her to dinner ? Not many restaurants open right now ... ''

'' wellspring, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' Geek. Ok, I 'll opine of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

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We spent the rest of the day getting the President Lyndon Johnson Sisters and the passe-partout Brother situated. I let them get two solar panels and a rich cycle battery so they could have lights and charge up electric battery. We got them some food and water, too.

Eventually, the eternal sleep of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the Jeep. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting showers and having a cocktail or two as we played some music videos on the TV. It was form of assuredness. At one stop, Erin dragged a bundle into my figurer elbow room that included the dress and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her pap and said `` Do n't forget about me, dada ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her kitty-cat through her camouflage bloomers a petty bit.

'' Ooooh papa ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the shower ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can try it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the wall, little beef. feast em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underwear. I undid her knickers and yanked them down to break her ass. I could see her cunt backtalk, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous picayune boob with my lead hand and with my rightfulness, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, Daddy ... yes ... touch on me ... ''

While squeezing her tit hard, I gently rubbed her pussy mouth, feeling her moisture already, my hand spread them apart. I pinched her nipple firmly and held on to it tightly, and slipped my finger up to her clitoris. I massaged her cunt like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' serenity child ... stay quiet ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just Daddy. Just dad feeling up his little girl ... His bad little girl ... and her wet snatch ... daddy likes her wet twat ... yes ... he will solve it again soon ... yes dada likes her cunt ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, Daddy, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, pappa ... but do n't cease ... fuck me anywhere I do n't give care, papa ... even If you marry Lorrie, just fuck me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her cunt harder, squishing around in all her pussy drippings. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a good girl ... you like me squeezing your boob ? ``

'' Yes dada ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the time. We shower together, and I pee on her knocker in the shower. You should see us Daddy ... you should pee on her tits, too ... oh god ! horseshit shit shit prick ! I 'm cumming daddy cumming so right oh shit oh shit ! ``

Erin soaked my bridge player with her juices. I slipped my drenched middle finger right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in front of me, to take in my fully raging turncock. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet hand. She licked it clean and jerk of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might require this later, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her trouser, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the lounge a few minutes later, nobody seemed to discover. I took my shower.

I came from my shower and met Erin again, who handed me a nice dusty Coors Light.

'' fountainhead thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boy and daughter for dinner party. You know, facilitate them out with their first meal and stuff. ``

Nice plan, Erin ! What a good miss she is ...

'' Well, who 's going ? I 'm kind of beat, but I do n't eff if I like the idea of us separating, especially at dark. ``

truth was, Zach had been pretty calm lately, we seemed to feature killed most of them in town.
But I had to make it look good.

'' Well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the suppressed 22, my 1911, my blade. The rest of us will be armed also. We 'll be good ! '' She winked at me.

'' Well maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to stay with her. We need you up here to fall. ``

I thought about it for a few moment, hoping to make it look good. `` Well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over plans and normal. I was n't too concerned, but I did n't want anything stupid to materialise. And you can always count on Zach to throw things stupid.

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We all said goodbye to each other as the grouping went to down to visit the master and Lyndon Baines Johnson hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a little headache. Nothing serious. I 'm going to lie in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to form us some dinner, I 'll transport you in a plate ? ``

'' Sounds good, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few minutes later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked great in her khaki shorts and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, young lady ? '' I made an overdone bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her best fake southern accent. `` 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 Lone-Star State so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` Well darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a little something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too sort, sir ! I would just be enthralled ! I mean, after all, what kind of dinner turnout is one with pedigree on it ? ``

We walked to my room, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on earth did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not important. What is important is that dinner is in one hour, and I do n't want to see hide nor hair's-breadth of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shoo off her out of the room. I had things to do !

Within the future hour, I whipped up some freeze dried squawk stroganoff, canned corn, and sure-enough Bisquick cooky ! Then I perked myself up a little, shaved, put on my easily shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty good, if I must say so.

In precisely one hour, Lorrie made her entry. And what an entrance !

The dress, black. The design, bare shoulders, with about one-inch straps that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's plenteous cleavage. Tight around her breadbasket, flowing over her hips, and ending just above her knees. Her bare leg stretched down to her satin Negroid stiletto 3 inch dog. Her rich brown hair tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally wavy way. Just a piffling physical composition to play up her eyes and some lip gloss to take a leak her lip shiny.

I could n't speak. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a bit a few understructure away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I attend okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her hired hand clasped and her middle shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. Good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so attain ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a picayune undulation at that point. `` Good night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' well, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me hot and bothered ! `` How about I escort you to the sofa where we can have a cocktail. ``

She went into her southerly punctuate again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the legal age for alcoholic potable is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a peace treaty police officer, I shall sour myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the silver necklace around her neck, my hands lingering on her soft skin. She put in the agree 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 shank as she snuggled close. I made us some Lady Jane Grey Goose wimble over ice. It 's a childlike boozing, just vodka and Rose 's calcium oxide juice, but it 's honest and to the point.

We sipped our drinks, told each early funny little stories, talked about old times. The affair was, she had a way of making me seem worry. But it was n't forced, she seemed excited 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 dental plate of food for thought back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a chilled Chardonnay. I find white wine to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me storey of near-misses with boy ; rafts of boyfriends but nearly were scared of her or too stupe 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 medical prognosis, for sure. And one prof who already promised me an'A'if I would log Z's over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this dump came down ... '' She waved her bridge player at the dysphemistic outdoors 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 ripe one, I guess. ``

'' And what bout now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any female problem right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your favorite ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to answer that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A man does n't buss and narrate. ``

'' 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 concentrated fourth dimension concentrating with all her tit flesh and cleavage poking through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest girl here. Prettiest daughter anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some practice I could be as practiced as her in bed, I 'm certainly ! I 've watched slews of TV, and, ohmygod I should shut out up ! I 'm so chagrined ! ``

I stood up and held out my hand to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some indulgent medicine, this old 70s group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my hands to her shank as hers clasped around my cervix. We swayed gently for a few moments, and I pulled her stuffy to me.

Her body melted into mine, her monolithic chest pressed into mine. Her hair smelled delicious, some fortunate shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a lilliputian social station as we 're working hard killing Zeds. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My cock began to tweet. And to take up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a sec babe. '' I had to reach in and adjust my prick as it was growing in an uncomfortable position. `` All better now. ``

'' You get, hard that fast ? I 'm sorry, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okeh. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get voiceless very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvic arch contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my manus down her back, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my animation, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my cheek and lingered for a moment. I turned slightly and met her lips with mine. Oh god, she was so piano and warm. She opened her sassing slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each other. My right hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a couple of my fingers.

After a few moments, our sass parted. But I pressed my forehead to hers, maintaining a very suggest stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me hard, her mouth working me over. Her hot spit licked my upper lip, then darted inside my mouth. I tried to wrestle her natural language with mine as our passion increased. I grabbed both her ass boldness full on and grinded my prick into her. She responded with a niggling gasp, and then proceeded to absorb my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The Story of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me compose this part of the story. I was taking originative piece of writing in schooling when all of this went down and, so, I think the account needs my cutaneous senses. So yes, I was completely in pup love with Michael at this point. I was also a Virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a penis inside me. I had had other thing, like Mom 's purple vibrator, her glass dildo, a cucumber, and some other various, um, 'items'inside me. But not a real number penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in love with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this tip and I was just past 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Christ 's sake. In those older days, I think he was like cook to hoard mixer Security ! ( I 'm sure he will be spanking me at about this point when he reads this. )

wellspring, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something other mass had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very high-pitched standards. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the line, I think I was about 13 or 14, I watched a picture with Mom. It was called 'Tombstone .'Maybe you 've seen it. It 's the story of Wyatt Earp and his brothers. It starred Kurt Russel as Wyat, and had lot of other cool down multitude in it. But the reason I 'm telling you this, is because this is the first prison term I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to write his epithet and suck flowers around it. I used to write my name and his epithet together, and I would write 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill pages with hearts and efflorescence ! So you do n't know him ? He was Virgil Earp. Tall, slightly graying tomentum, and THAT articulation ! oceanic abyss baritone, Texas accent, and his fibre was just a fucking MAN about everything. He was also in ghost rider ( my second favorite motion-picture show, behind gravestone ) as the guy in the cemetery who tells Nicholas coop what 's going on with everything. He did a lot of TV commercials, including Ram hand truck for the last few years right up to the Zombie Crash.

I do n't know where he is now, but I 'm surely he 's in TX doing just fine. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega calf love on some old movie actor.

fasting forward cashbox now. We missy were on the run from the zombies, and we were losing people left and right. You ca n't even conceive of the panic and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained a good deal about 'the crash'of civilization in this tarradiddle. ) He was all set up there in his bunker drinking cold beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were nearly last at every step. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb a fence. I could finger hot line of descent running down my binding and I could see the fear in everyone 's center as we tried to find a house to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this household, and then passing out. I have glimpse of things from then on, but I 'm not sure if they are my genuine memories or false ones since I 've heard the story so many times.

What I do commemorate is waking up and not knowing what the piece of tail was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty a lot lying in a flood of what smelled wish pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a unknown elbow 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 sprightliness at the very lastly possible moment before we were all eaten alive. He had taken us to a stop up stead that had food, urine, electricity, picture show, accelerator, Zea mays everta, and he was n't an arsehole ! He patched me up and kept me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first metre a little while by and by that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the night before getting me some medicine, and he was now training the fille in shooting attainment so they could all stamp out zombies.

So here 's the scene : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a Texas accent ! Not very solid, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got jean on and some kind of USA sweater on, and military-looking boots. His air, his conduct, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can recite you that ! His handsome expression appeared upset about something, and yet he was everlasting pleasantness and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a finger around my ear, pushing my hair off my face and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the future twosome of days, while I 'm recovering, narrative start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the girls, and he 's got a big piece of tail cock. So let 's recap. Big cock, better-looking guy, tall, Texas accent, has his shit together, kills zombie without batting an eye, saves damoiselle in severe distress, wish musicals and retro rock, is apparently proficient at pleasing the ladies, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 secure matter to one not-so-great affair. Fortunately, I 've had a life long love affair with my honest-to-goodness Sam, so that one thing is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally brain over heels, prime meter in dearest with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was convert him that I was so often effective than the 8 hot sister already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an injured virgin like myself !

Things went along for a time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really want to look at me at time. Now, I do n't want to look like all stuck up and take a crap, but I 'm moderately damn cute. I was thinking it was maybe my boobs. guy are so unearthly. They seem to like dummy, but if you 've got over-sized ones like I do, they just make fun of you or get all stupid person or, I do n't live what. I know there 's cat who think that 'more than a fistful is a waste', and then there 's cat who just bang massive nipple. How do I know this while remaining a virgin ? dewy-eyed ! I watch a lot of porn and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few details of their unaccompanied time together. I knew she was smitten ( her word, not mine ) but she also knew it was just variety of a whirl ; Michael did n't seem to want to get too attached at this detail. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guys, I would n't just go under down with one and tell the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. Late at night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could get a line mom giving herself an orgasm. Squishy sounds in a lowly room, can only be one thing, ya know ? Sometimes she would whisper his name. Then she 'd return 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 cunt and circularise my orgasm around my slopped mamilla. 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 piffling twist. After I swallow down my succus, 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 comfort me. about dark I drift off to log Z's that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'care was to get a world-champion zombie slayer. And so when my back healed I worked very toilsome and listened to everything he said and I got fucking good at it ! Erin is a better gun for hire than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the respectable of all the girls. My tools are, a Gerber mini-machete and a long catamount pole. On the terminal, we worked up a spike with kind of a `` Tee '' on it. The move is, I use the perch to try and pink down the Zed, then hack his fucking genius with the machete. If he 's really big and I ca n't knock him down, the pole at to the lowest degree keeps his blazon off me while I hack them before I get to his stupid head.

I used to be kind of like a girly-girl, not very athletic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy concerns outside my little circle of Quaker. In short, I was a narrow-minded twerp. 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 uneasy if I do n't also have my pole and my AR strapped on or within arm 's reach. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't mind saying it. I was just starting to enter the existence, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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O.K. I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to compose about my number one sexual experience with another soul, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's mighty, it 's his story and I 'm only a Edgar Albert Guest writer. Still, I just stood up and farted in his world-wide direction, just to teach him a lesson.

So where were we ... Ah yes ! The Dance ! I did n't go to my Prom because Chris got the flu, so I always felt bad about missing that. And missing the after-prom activities ! But Chris was too shy and did n't know what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Jesus Christ you hoi polloi need to quiet down.

So, Michael made us a light but wonderful dinner party. Obviously, he did n't want us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the drink, for sure. He was so variety, and sweet, and staring into my eyes, when he asked me to trip the light fantastic I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our bodies touched. He traced the mark on my back from my neck down to my dispirited back. It was sexy, not porcine, and it just reminded me that this heroic man saved my life on several occasions now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could feel little inspiration in my pussy during dinner, but just lord I was on flack when we started dancing ! His strong arms wrapped around me, his manly scent enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me stiff, my chest crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could palpate something on his right leg. Something hard. I 'm certainly it was his cock, but I thought it was in the middle between his pegleg, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a second, babe. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his helping hand down his own gasp. `` All better now. ``

I was n't certainly what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of erotica, the hammer were usually just hard ; I did n't know how farseeing it took to go from gentle to hard. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This time, I could finger all of his hardness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that intemperately. Holy shit ! My teat were hard, I can tell you that, and my cunt seemed to be on ardor, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The awkward, mis-proportioned fille ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his cheek, then he turned and he met me with his mouth. Our knife danced and time seemed to tolerate still. following thing I know both his hired man are on my ass impertinence, and he 's pressing his hard hammer into my tummy. I moved a piddling sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a common slut. But I did n't worry, it felt so secure !

We kissed for several minutes, lost in each others lips. His hands felt so good on my cigaret, squeezing hard, almost too hard but it not quite. My hands eventually drifted down his English, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare skin for the first time. He did n't have an apothecaries' ounce of fat on him. I ran my hands up the front of his breast, feeling the contour line of his hard stomach and then the clotheshorse of his hard pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice bureau, mister. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, trivial Lady ! '' he responded. `` I do n't think you empathize how skilful you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his weapon system like I was just a slice 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 get laid what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, regretful sweetheart. I was going to ask if you 'd help me wash the jeep ? ``

'' certainly, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, dirty mouth. But this was n't the sentence for nuance. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the Jeep can look until tomorrow. '' He started towards his way, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too stock and worn out. Virgin busting is operose work, or so I hear. ``

He just smiled and set me down gently after we entered his room. He arranged the air mattress and turned on a soft brightness level, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a naked man before ? In person, I mean ? ``

I shook my head, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my head, yes.

'' Okay, stay there, I 'll strip down for you. ``

He unbuttoned his long sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare breast. I could scarcely breathe. He threw the shirt on the floor. Kicked off his horseshoe, then pulled his sock off.

'' close chance ! '' he said as he stood there with his hands on the fly of his denim. `` You can still support out ! ``

In a slightly shakiness 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 vertebral column towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his pants, slowly, slowly exposing the crack of his backside boldness. His ass was perfect. As he removed the pants completely, I marveled at how the muscles in his ramification and butt flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his arms outstretched a little and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the face was a three-foot monster cock.

Well, I was a virgin, remember ? It seemed like it was three feet long. He told me later it 's about 8 inch. All I know is that it was far bighearted than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to death of this thing, and wanting to guttle it with my lip and pussy.

Lust won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my knee when I got there. I just breathed in his scent for a few moments, strong, musky. My hands on his second joint, I knew from the pornos what I was supposed to do, but doing it for veridical is a unlike taradiddle. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's courteous. ``

I began to make out with his cock, and my good hired man came over to grip it. Jesus ! The cutis is so soft, but underneath is so hard ! How is this possible ? And the skin moves around on the outside a little, fascinating ...

Gathering up my braveness, I opened my mouth and covered his whole tip with my lips. Good god, my mouthpiece was outdoors almost as much as it could, and I only had about an column inch inside ! How do those girls deep throat like in the motion picture ? But it felt so cool, so good, and then I had a salty preference in my mouth. I pulled back and I could see this succus gook from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricant. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can taste it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some charwoman seem to detest the taste of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer love life it, though. I hoped I would like it.

After a couple minutes, Michael helped me punt up to standing.

'' Baby, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this dress ? ``

He turned me around and undid the trivial clench in the back. After stepping out of my garb, he slid my underwear off. The minute of the true was coming, he was going to see my oversize boobs in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy Irish bull ! '' 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, consummate woman I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me concentrated again.

After a few moments, I broke the osculation. I was so hot and wet, I was going to start oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm sure there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a chronological succession of events. And I want to do them all at some point. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't think I was all incoherent. Usually they ca n't keep out me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to snog more than ? Just tell me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just skip all the foreplay and get to the fucking ? I 'm really prepare now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively distribute open. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weightiness on his arms. I could finger his hammer bumping around down there, I opened my legs as wide-cut as I could. He reached down to position his cock, and suddenly it was there at my incoming. He rubbed it up and down my dent a few meter, coating his cock with my succus. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` ass me. ``

His dick inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never feature imagined. He pressed his hard cock further into me, pulling it back out a little and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was null like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me further than I thought possible. I could n't take a breather for a moment.

'' That, my dear, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a second, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should have done more of that arousal, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His tongue circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some press, ahh that 's better, gave me a short respiration room.

'' Bring your breast up, '' he told me. He was resting on his hands so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my face, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my cheek, my teat pointing right at him. He bent his principal down and kissed my pass on nipple, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning bolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my nipple to my puss. His warmly lip engulfed my punishing nipple and he sucked it inside his backtalk. As the discharge continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the other one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my nipples were almost touching each other, he tongued both of them frantically, number 1 one and then the other. My kitty felt like it was on fire ! Suddenly, the tenuous ache down there was gone, replaced by a warm, sensational feeling.

Michael pulled his prick nigh of the way out. I was about to protest when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Jesus Christ, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could seize his ass and draw him into me. God it felt so have intercourse good. I 've masturbated a few thousand times but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his whole weight on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in thoroughgoing control of me, I could n't affect anything except my pelvis, up and down to meet his throw. 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 fortuity he ground into my button. Each stroke I moaned or grunted or made some form of guttural, primal noise. My bitch was stretched to it 's limits, but I did n't want him to halt, no fucking way. At some percentage point he reached for and found my left tit. He molested it with his hand so very much 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 middle, he encircled my set pap, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it palpate better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my nipple, then drew it in my mouthpiece and gently sucked it. I do this all the clock time, but I always thought it was a small weird to wet-nurse on your own body voice. I did n't think anyone else would imagine it was ok.

He told me to hold onto that one while he brought my early tit up. I sucked on my leftfield while he sucked on my right hand. His fuck had slowed, but he was doing these long, right strokes now, slamming into my body. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' Switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded mammilla, kissing in between.

'' Hold them, baby ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his hands and started REALLY fucking me quick and hard. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and bosom as sound I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the place as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his fastness, I felt that wonderful sensation developing in my pussy. My orgasm, it 's nearby. It 's on it 's way, it 's building up.

'' Michael, '' I panted. `` I 'm going to, I 'm going to cum soon. ``

From then on it was a bit of a blur. Michael told me later I just panted the Bible 'Fuck'about a M clip, with the occasional 'Fuck me Daddy'thrown in just for fun. As my orgasm neared, I arched my rachis and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my coming exploded throughout my body. As my cunt trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this tenacious, 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 locomote, I was just a bunch of raw pleasance nervousness reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful putz. wave 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 in-between finger right up my cocksucker. It felt fantastical. From watching pornography, anal sex always looked interesting, but also very scary and something I could never picture myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't appear all that far-fetched.

With a shout of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this rattling hot feeling in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His cock trembled many clip, and I clenched hard right back at him, squeezing as soaked as I could. Yes I was a Virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my torpedo, my substitute pa, had fucked me and cum in my cunt. I was happy beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his skin covered in a get down sudor. His iron cock seemed to have shrunk a little, or else I was so dilute, I could n't tell. He kissed me a picayune, stroked my nerve with his fingers, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' baby, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to roll off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.

'' Take me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his 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 awe-inspiring and this was fantastic and holy place shit I ca n't consider it ... ''

'' It was goodness, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was antic for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Jesus ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guys out. ``

Oh yeah, dependable estimate. He probably should n't have cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a soaker of snowy cum poured out of me onto him, covering his pecker, testis, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! commodity god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't vex, I 'll clean it up. ``

With only a little wavering, 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 like it ? The initiatory discernment was okay, salty, thick, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also taste pussy succus, how screw sang-froid is that ! Our juices were mixed together ! And, it was hunky-dory. In fact, it was good. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk dish, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard dick, he showed me how to grip it at the bottom and pushing towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the intragroup tube-shaped structure. Mmmmm, more cum right from the tap. When I got to his Ball, he warned me to be easily. Balls are so weird, so sensitive, and ... ugly ... but in a cool way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the hair and gave me a picayune tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to possess been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few hour, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both thirsty, and even a little thirsty. I put on his dress shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the buttons just to hold back it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his way towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guys ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her piddling kimono gown which, I was always telling her, was too short for her and did n't cover up often on top, either. Her brass looked a little even, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a second ! '' she said as she grabbed some biscuit from a packet. She glanced at Michael, who stood there consummate naked with a gleaming half-hard hammer, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that short tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few days ago, had kind of given him up so that I could be with him. The only livelihood stud within who knows how many miles, and who can roll in the hay like a fighter, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her hard. I cried a minuscule, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was fantastic. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you give us a couple minutes ? I 'll bring back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass work as he walked.

'' Honey ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. bust of joy and felicity, but she did n't bonk that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't hold to return 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 happen today, tomorrow, next week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're well-chosen, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my whisker, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so soft and Mommy-like, it was skillful to hold on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my fucking God yes. You would n't trust how aphrodisiacal ... oh yeah, maybe you would trust how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a small bit about sexy thing and Michael, and then I asked her something that was bothering me.

'' So Mom. Uh. Anal sex. I um, I want to do it. Tonight. I want to establish him everything. But, how do you, um, get prepare ? I mean we do n't have any Astroglide like you use at home ... ''

'' What do you mean ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a little slut ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty good spank.

'' Well, the verity is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' Well, favourite. I 'm a little onetime, and when charwoman get older they do n't always lubricate as lots as they used to. I 'm sure, for you, that your puss juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough twat juice ! ``

'' Just puss succus ? But ... how ? I do n't require to get hurt. There 's no doctors, you know. '' The truth was, I really wanted to get butt fucked but I was scared to expiry of Michael 's big cock in there. But I knew some of the other fille took him, so I had to be at least as skillful as they were at it.
'' well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for Heaven 's sakes. Lean up against the counter. Goddamn kids these days I swear to God, ca n't figure anything out. Go on, spread your wooden leg, 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 thumb fucked me for about 30 minute or so. I could feel my arousal building, and I could feel my juices starting to hang again.

'' See ? So you get your fingers as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her fingerbreadth and then rubbed my dickhead, depositing my juices on it. She repeated that again, only this time she pressed a individual digit inside my ass a little bit.

'' Okay so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go wearisome. I mean, He has to go obtuse. '' Mom slipped her digit completely inside me, in my backside. It felt marvelous. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass cheeks. `` He should also use some spit, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spittle onto my SOB. Her finger's breadth continued to fuck my butt as her other hand rubbed my puss. Then she pulled her finger out my butt, but instantly I could feel TWO fingers pressing against my back door. Oh whoreson !

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 pecker. I do n't know how this is going to work. I 'll never be able-bodied to fit his cock back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my head, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to thumb sleep together both of my mess as if cypher was out of the ordinary.

'' Well, in her eternal pursuit to please you, this little lady 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 to the lowest degree. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my tit as it hung down. His previously limpish cock was now at replete attention again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I aid with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to separate her that a tongue is good to help out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his drumhead to one incline and thought for a minute. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much More experience getting butt-fucked than I do. point me how it should be done. ``

With feigned disgust, Mom withdrew her fingers from my ass and proceeded to bend down and plant her face between my cheeks. I jumped just a bit as her hot lingua probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand long time did I think my mom would one day be licking my asshole, or that I would require her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to massage my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, keep on going. you 're doing big. slug Lorrie 's asshole like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could sense pussy juice running down my leg. `` jest at ! '' I said. `` I ca n't brook here like this much longer. ``

We moved to Michael 's bedroom.

'' I think, '' Michael was saying as he took off my/his shirt. `` We should lay her on her back, that way her pussy juice will just flow into her butt. Gayle, you work her puss and I 'll bring on these breast. We will get you juicy, do n't worry, baby. ``

True to his word, Michael started working very hard on my right hand tit. Squeezing, kneading, mashing, kissing, licking, all variety of at once.

Mom put two fingerbreadth back up inside my pussy and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my succus. Her finger rubbed on my button. together with the sparks coming from my tit, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very warm and gentle touch my button. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that matter on my clitoris, it had to be a lingua. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my snatch, my pussy. She thrust three or four fingers, or maybe her hale bridge player 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 tits. 'Increases the ancestry flow', he said. As he gripped my tit where the cutis rose from my thorax, the end of my tit and the nipple were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at inaugural, but each one got a little harder, made a little 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 fourth dimension Mom rammed her digit into my butt, 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 juice flowed out of me, I could feel it running out of my incision and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's gear up, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my legs. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvic arch vex 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.

'' O.K., proceed. '' Mom announced.

His tool brain pressed into my ass, and I felt it kind of 'plop'into me as his mushroom straits gained access. I stiffened from the genius. Again, I felt like he was going to deplumate me apart with his cock.

'' Easy please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to assume him inside me. He must fuck my ass. All the other daughter 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 typeface and told me to slack up, it will be finely. Then she kissed me for a mo on the back talk, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my puss and forced her way in so she could figure out my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's tongue on my clit while Michael slowly fucked my ass little by little. Going deeper. Into the bad spot. With my Mom licking my slit. Are you kidding me ? My brain was spinning in circles as nutcase thoughts went through my head. Mom 's licking my puss ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't scare off me. In fact I want to. And I want to suck her knocker, and for her to suck mine, and I want everyone to suck my tits. And I want 20 guys to resist in a circle around me and flick off on me and cover me in cum, and Mom can puzzle out it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT screwing ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inch inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Christ Christ I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her question bashed a lilliputian, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered rim. God, I taste good. I thought. I 'm such a jade, I also thought. Mom reached back down and fingerbreadth fucked me in time with Michael 's strokes. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in heat. Speaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you quit for a back. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, fuck me doggy style. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely empty feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a moment, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' child, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulation for this. Tell you what, I 'll lay down on my back, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your straits down there. This way I can puzzle out your cunt while he fucks your ass. You 'll be fine this way. ``

Okay Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her head as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot spit inside my pussy rim and on my clit as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be mulct. ``

Michael worked his way in between my legs and Mom 's shoulder joint and arms, and got prepare again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a instant or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's cock, I just know that I was feeling a small lonely just sitting here on all fours with nothing to do. Suddenly, Mom 's mouth was back on my cunt and Michael 's cock was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my fucking god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your back ! His cock slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so full, so filled up, so complete. With Mom licking my bitch and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an rapt res publica. My arms and legs lost control, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my cunt hard into Mom 's case. I do n't bang how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My typeface landed veracious in Mom 's bare pussycat. Her heady scent wafted in my nose, her juicy lips covered my cheeks. Without any prior history of touching a female child, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her lip, sucked her clit, buried my facial expression between her folds, smearing her juice all over my face. I ate my Mom 's pussycat with complete abandon.

Somewhere in the heart of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yip and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my former cheek even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop ? '' He teased.

I turned to look at him. All sweaty from head to toe, his muscles gleaming in the igniter, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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okay, adequate is enough. Lorrie, you write like a fille. Too much of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a pair of pro lesbian. Lorrie 's ass was so slopped, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of row, but you could see a picayune, well it was fucking awesome. This was right than any castle in Spain I could feature concocted.

I thought the only thing to ca-ca this practiced was a trivial ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each smack echoed in my lilliputian room, and each slap was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to look at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's cunt succus, her hair stringy with perspiration, her eyes a minuscule glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to stare into my middle, 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 hard for a few Thomas More stroke, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In seconds, I came too. With a fury, my pecker trembled and shook and I emptied my raging spermatozoon mystifying inside my child girl 's ass. Wave after moving ridge, shot after shot, I finally finished cumming after almost a minute. My cock was physically outwear, I could feel it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscle after running a farseeing way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a Nice surprise.

From her gaping asshole, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting rima oris. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her lip 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 mouth, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her back talk into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum lump for a few present moment before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a long time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, utterly spent. My stopcock lay there like a dead soldier, or more than like a complaining soldier. 'No More, let me rest !'it seemed to say. Hey slight buddy, it was worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

Time drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their warm boobs against me and draping their wooden leg over portion of me. I mentioned pee again, because I never got any the first time. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two glasses for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. trine can be difficult sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt opinion. Mix in some Mother/Daughter clobber, and I did n't know WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three times honey, thanks for asking. I 'm trade good. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to kiss her mom on the brim, dragging a big fucking tit right in my brass. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okay. Tired, but a good tired. I ca n't believe what we did, what I did. Thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the greatest night of my living. ``

They both squeezed me tight. We drifted off to slumber, each tired and fulfil and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio blared. `` Michael ! help ! We 've got companionship ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my tender slumber with my two infant, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a c zombies at least ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! advert on ! ``

The young lady were already moving. `` Full appurtenance, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the Jeep ! ''

Sounded like the red cent was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm defender, shin safety, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to main street, weapons hot and ready to go. In maliciousness of the risk, there were a few smirky aspect passed back and Forth, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to fight, but the lie with sure was fun last night ! ``

I rounded the corner a few hundred yards from ironware store, where everybody was holed up. Zombies crowded around the front door. Yeah, at least a 100. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't want to just shoot them. Then they 'll swarm us. This is like some kind of shit herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our masses were trapped, but not in quick danger. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding potent. Erin had climbed out the windowpane onto the frontal roof.

right by us, next to Mountain real estate, was Jim 's Fix It Shop. I looked in the window and saw a lot of tools and broken TVs and other shit. And conducting wire. Spools of wire. I can do something with this ! The moral force Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the fund and got the bobbin. Zed was engaged making noise down the street, they did n't get a line me.

'' song Erin, tell her to keep back it up, keep open their attention. ``

I had Gayle cause us closer, about 75 railyard 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, locomotive engine idle, ready to hustle. I mean, big came to pip, we could just get into a few of them, then drive around town as they followed us. Spread them out some so we could take them a few at a time. But I wanted to try this wire thing first.

I undid some wire and wrapped it around the nearest streetlight. With pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a groundwork off the ground. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a streetlight on that English, also about a base off the earth and as tight as I could make it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the next streetlight about one C foundation away, and tied another man of wire across the street about a foot high. Did that four more than times.We checked around, no Zeds had snuck up behind us from the main route. 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. bluster the horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' noblewoman, be ready if this does n't mold. '' I was pretty pock, actually. If this did n't exercise, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't know if we could hold off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The first Zachs got to the wire, Foomp ! Down they went ! The Tripwire was working ! They just kept falling over each other ! Dumbasses ! As they spread out in the confusion, a few went outside the pole and the wire, but then those guys zeroed in on us in the midriff 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. Balance and coordination are not his thing. Depending on their condition, it can involve 30 bit, a second, even more for them to get upright again. Those that did, fell down on the succeeding wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick trick. 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 backs, I had my spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her long salamander stick.

'' I got the first one ! '' Lorrie called out. stab ! Right in this dead guys forefront. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's stay close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't want to get surrounded. But it was n't too likely. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the pressure reduced on our people in the edifice ; they staged a murderous breakout and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his dead read/write head, making sure he was re-dead.
Well, the smell was fucking atrocious. And now we had 147 numb guy cable in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boys, Wyatt and Daniel Morgan, looked a picayune sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music last Nox. You know, just having a niggling party. It was pretty late, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. succeeding matter we know a few of these guy cable started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the cockcrow ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this dawning, they crashed through the crank door, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a room, all we had was my pistol, radio, and my six powder magazine. ``

'' What did you use to break out ? '' I asked.

James Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the furniture, got some good boards. Erin shot the inaugural few, then we beat the repose down until we could get our weapons. ``

I was form 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 herd pass by on the main road. They heard the music and decided to hail take a flavour. I read about the herd a few days ago. When Zed has no stimulant, he just kind of standpoint there. Then a raspberry 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 design. He does n't require to overlook out on the action so he follows him. Zena sees two of her friends charging ahead and says yeah child, I 'm with ya ! side by side thing you know, 147 dead dunce are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't intercept now !

Well the Tripwire worked, got ta do Sir Thomas More of that. We got ta get our defenses up. We ca n't just have these hombre storming our townspeople ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the relaxation of the day cleaning up. The other remaining town came out to help, too. Picking up utterly zed is hard workplace. We dragged them all about a quarter mile down main street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the hauling and dragging, word got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that mom Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some hurt feelings, too. Some of the daughter were thinking I was off the market and were jealous.

We broke for lunch. As we munched down Dennison 's chili pepper, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a lilliputian injury, after all, Erin helped arrange this unhurt thing ! Now she seemed a small pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really have any convention right now. Except for the fall guy rule, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to leave alone. But, well, formula social club has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty unfreeze 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 Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the lovemaking level yet. '' They made comical motion of wiping their brows in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, cool down out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

citizenry seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said early on, I needed to watch my step with these female child, or they may all turn on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to work. `` Nice speech. ``

'' Yeah right field, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the young woman ? It 's okay. I just want to recognise. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the tangible humankind, you would be my number girl of all prison term. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are difficult times and we ca n't afford to have everyone pissed at each other right now ... ''

I grabbed a span of dead feet, Lorrie grabbed his mitt. We swung him up into a cycle barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your musket ball. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to have more sex with you. A lot Sir Thomas More. I am in love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to mould out an musical arrangement here. I 'll reckon about it. ``

okey, I thought, reckon on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry tree. I 'd suck your cock right now, except it
probably has zombie gunk on it ! ``

'' Hey babe, I never got to lick you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't need to lose you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an idea for tonight, though, Big dad. You might like it. ``

She was properly, I did wish it.

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Chapter 14 - Group Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my people together.

'' Hey hombre, expert work today. Let 's get cleaned up for an other dinner up at the theater. Then I want to feature a strategy school term, we got ta do something so this does n't happen again. '' We piled into the trucks and headed up the hill to my shack.

After we all got plum and shiny, we had a nice meal of canned spaghetti and meatballs, green beans, and pears. Ok, so it was n't all that nice. But it filled us up and did n't take long to realise, so that was full enough.

'' Ok folks, '' I began. `` We need a wall. I propose we start with the machine in town. There 's ... what, a yoke hundred business firm here, and only about 15 occupied. Let 's take the cars from the rest of them, line them nose to tail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our small vale to the other end. That way, the zombi will probably fall down into the ditch, and we can help with that too, and then they wo n't be able to climb the ditch because railway car will be there on the top edge. We 'll leave an opening, and use a big truck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta waste pipe all fluids from the cars and bring through them in barrels. Take out the batteries, kindling conducting wire and poppycock, anything useful. That should have various days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that little welding shop class down South, see if that guy is alert and help him out. We need him. When we went past him death clock time, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big design is to work up the 'Sanchez Pit of dying'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the credit, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll need to go about 40 miles north and see what 's up with the truck stop there before someone else gets to it. Trucks hateful clobber, hopefully food, and god knows what else. motortruck also mean shipping containers. We need those to build ramps for the Andres Martinez Pit. And we can use empty trailers to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couple minute, working out the point of the car wall. That was the most important thing. We did n't feel like leaving the town without having it be secure so that when we returned the town would not be full of living dead. We also assigned people to specific Book of Job. Gayle and Lorrie would expend at least 2 time of day a day learning herbal medicine and passe doctoring. Erin would become our armoury technician, learning all she could about guns so she could asseverate ours in tip-top pattern. Tina and Payton were to turn farm specialist so that come spring we would be ready. The match of overlord and Johnson would work on fortifying the wall, building watchtowers, and any other physical certificate matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinks. It was good to relax, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a couple more hours, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big announcement we had agreed on.

'' I have a big annunciation ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a Porno on the living way TV ! ``

almost people laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm serious ! I 'm going to my room for 15 minutes for some last minute cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch some pestiferous movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to join. If you do n't want to, that 's delicately, no concern. Maybe just stay in your room, or you guys can go back down into township to your store. Again, no harm, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get gear up to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my room, you could hear a pin drop.

I turned on my tune box so I would n't get a line any conversations or bitching or moaning or crying. Then I proceeded to brush my teeth, do some last cleaning and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a video was tough. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old 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 drawers ranger style, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the movie, cypher 's here. Really ? Nobody ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll watch it anyway. I started searching through the server to get the picture show up. Just as I got it going, I heard a fille 's phonation shout out from the binding :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... marchland ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the meter. Erin, the Little Tiger, 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 Marines !

Out came the dreary looking squad I ever saw. Also, the sexy. Erin called out the cadence call and the police squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no mother wit in lookin down )
Ai n't no automaton on the ground ! ( Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! )
Killin Zombies all day long ! ( Killin snake god all day long ! )
Gon na wee me big and strong ! ( Gon na hold me big and solid ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're compensate ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're Right ! )
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 sustain a consecutive face. This was so cool off !

The troop was now arrayed in front end of me. For review, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All troops present tense and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, Sergeant ! Was there, uh, a problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' provision subject sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a skillful camo baseball hat, and one of my camo shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the front. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her endearing little boobs.

'' frock that line, serjeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a prissy clinch on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandana wrapped around her head word, a skillful white push-up bra which accentuated her significant tits, and combat boots.

'' pants, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that smell ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' well, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the next girl, Lorrie, who had on a camo tee shirt. That was it. And the T-shirt looked like it was having a severely fourth dimension as it had a few strategic snag in it. Lorrie looked at me and smiled.

'' Soldier ! '' I mock-yelled. `` Are you eye-balling me ? ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' You ca n't do that ! ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' drop-off down and move over me twenty dollar bill ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 suction ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my sweats, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard cock completely in her mouth. She got a few chance event in before it got too big for her. By the clock time she got to 20, I was at full attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your taradiddle ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a black G-string and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a strand around her neck, resting comfortably between her luscious boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't have a story ? ``

'' Drop and move over me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not real inventive, not a big talker. But she 's a surd actor and she fucks like a racehorse. Jesus, I thought. And a good cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the police squad called out in unison.

'' Back in line, common soldier ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and Sir Thomas Wyat were handcuffed together. Wyatt had on pants, which was dependable. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my captive, Sir ! ``

'' bazaar enough. Prisoner Sir Thomas Wyat, pearl and give me ... no postponement, sacrifice her 20 ! ``

Sir Thomas Wyat eagerly lapped up at his bride-to-be 's kitty-cat. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to enumerate ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Wyatt got up, his lip and Kuki-Chin glistening.

'' Nurse ! '' I said to the succeeding person, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hair's-breadth. She also had a two-inch wide patch wrapped around her pectus at the mammilla line of reasoning. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' Step Forward ! '' nursemaid Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look intelligent, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just take in this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my firstly aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' Bend forward ! '' I commanded. `` check ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, naked ass, 10 times. Not that hard, but her cheeks 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 short letter to Kristin and Morgan. She had a dog taking into custody around her neck, with a range held by Morgan. Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very meek in her long sleeve USA T-shirt.

'' Let me venture ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' Sir Henry Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him think, Sir ! ``

'' That 's what I thought. Better give him 20, though. Now ! ``

She eagerly ate his cock up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the group called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. catch. Knock it off ! '' I yanked on her chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a favourable sumbitch, Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had makeup on, and was fully dressed in a aphrodisiacal way ; nice clean blouse, wet blackness chick, black fishnets, gamy heels. Damn if she was n't the sexiest one here. wellspring, excepting my Lorrie, of path ! She was also the solitary one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' private Tina ! You look ... exceptional. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious contestant ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class streetwalker, Sir ! I want to get fucked ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did nearly everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at ease. Troops, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. leisure meter starts in 5 moment. Those who want to be useful will do me a drunkenness. 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 fool ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the sofa as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my sweats and sat on the sofa. I was glad I took those 15 minutes earlier to clean up, had myself all gracious and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV remote when Lorrie came up with a match of drinks.

'' Gimlet ? '' she asked.

'' My favorite, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat next to me. Sort of. She was more like sitting on me. Her house tits pressed into my arm and chest. I took about 4 gulps of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with drinks and everyone mingled for a few instant. nobody really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's idea, and we were n't coming through. I downed the eternal rest of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to job ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the couch, then I slid down onto the floor. Spreading her wooden leg, I began to lick and buss my way up her knees, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and mum Gayle sat on the couch next to Lorrie. It was variety of funny remark. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these girls. Many had lost their mob, had seen end close up, were n't certain about the time to come, all that. So Gayle spent many a nighttime hugging one of the girls as we watched a show on the tube.

So, this was n't any different, except now mama Gayle was completely naked and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at mommy 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thighs as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my prize. Lorrie 's hands naturally went to her tits, she massaged them lazily through her T-shirt. I could smack happy trivial aroma stirring in front of me.

Suddenly, my back was covered in warmth, Kaitlyn laid her subdued tit on my binding. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my cock and balls. Oh god, that 's nice. Always nice to bear soul lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my sassing across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her smooth-shaven outer field. God I was in paradise, and I wanted this to be good for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my hands, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to catch her eye. But they were closed in transport. I felt her estrus on my tongue as I continued to explore her extraneous. As I passed over her porta, the heat intensified. I pressed my glossa down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! 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 tits ! My leave hand went up to rack them while I licked my quarter round and index to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her pus and circled around her clit with my glossa as my correctly 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 hard fiddling nub under me. I sped up a trivial and added some imperativeness, varying my path as I tongue lashed her total twat. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

somebody tapped me on the shoulder. I turned my head.

'' My good turn ! '' Erin exclaimed.

'' Um ... '' I struggled. `` Not just yet. I need to do this, ok Little Tiger ? '' I kissed her on her lips, and she licked and sucked me clean and jerk of Lorrie 's accumulated juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's tits. I dove back in and lingua fucked her pussy. Back and forth with my unbending knife inside her steamer yap. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a couple proceedings of that, I slid a finger up inside her as I worked my sass up towards her sway firmly niggling clit. first gear, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some good press. The I gave it a few glancing poke, drawing groan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my tongue firmly against her clit.

For the future ... I do n't get laid how many hour ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clit. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that whole area into my mouth. I struggled to keep up with her flow of secernment, swallowing as best I could, but I really did n't need to let her go. I slipped to a greater extent digit inside her hot hole, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her hard while continuing to beset her clit. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my fountainhead between her second joint, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bloody murder as her orgasm ripped through her slit and ranch throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me kibosh after about a minute.

'' Daddy ! '' she gasped, barely able to breathe. `` I ca n't ... pa I ca n't submit it anymore ... daddy ... ''

Haha ! No fucking way. I held on and continued to lick and go down on her clit. Lorrie 's orgasm continued, rising and falling with my amphetamine and pressure, balancing on the edge of the falls, and then plummeting over the edge. Only to be on another edge, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a match minutes of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the last 15 hour, I had no theme what was going on. I gathered that people were doing some sexy affair, but they had all stopped in the last 5 minutes due to the amount of stochasticity Lorrie made ! They gave me a nice stave of applause as I rose from between her legs. I waved to the bunch, tipped my fanciful hat, then fell into the arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, retentive and inscrutable, her glossa totally engaged with mine. I felt well to rest a petty, my jaw was a bit tired !

I sat back on the redact and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my fixed stopcock in both manus and began stroking me. Her blondish hair blocked my view, but I could sense her hot mouth root onto my putz as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on lorry lovely, set mammilla. These child were immense right wing now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a problem ! Tina impaled her tight slit with my cock, at final stage, and finally I had fucked all the char here !

Looking around, Momma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her titty while Kaitlyn licked her smooth snatch. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the Edgar Lee Masters boys, while her sister Kristin and Lorrie looked on with severe lust in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending buttons flying and her tits bouncing. Her perky little girls were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my cock. Her tight cunt clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her yearn climax, I guess a dick in her snatch and in her ass felt pretty right ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's face, surprising everyone with the amount of juices emanating from within.

Morgan pulled his pecker from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' Next ! '' he called out with his and his blood brother 's punishing dicks at full attention.

Kristin shook her head. I guess the ass was n't her affair. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boys positioned her over Sir Thomas Wyatt 's tool, and then Lewis Henry Morgan moved up to fuck her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her tremendous bosom in my grimace. I sucked them for a distich minutes, then got up and mounted her from behind. Her puss accepted my big stopcock, no interrogative asked. Not quite as tight as a teenage girl, she still felt mythical. I gave her a grave ass, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her boldness on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean of all those juices. I rammed my cock back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in go from her double-fucking. I do n't be intimate how those Masters boys were holding off and not cumming, but sound 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 story, role II
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Morgan laid on his back with his stopcock standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hired man and helped me lower myself onto Morgan 's shaft. Wyatt stood by with his cock standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his brother 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No kissing, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can fuck and sop up, but no kissing. Sure, I 'm down !

Somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in townsfolk. finger probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something huge pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyatt ! I gritted my teeth as he entered my butt. Jesus Christ ! No finesse, like Michael, he just forced his way in. Thank god for the lubricant.

'' FU-U-U-CK ! ! ! '' I hollered. I was double-fucked !

I collapsed on top of Morgan, both he and Wyatt squeezed my teat hard. But Jesus, I was filled up. I pretty much went limp as they pumped my slit and ass. I could n't even think about gripping a cock or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next thing I know, something big and indulgent and hard 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 natural action. Now I had all three cakehole filled ! I could taste somebody 's bitch on Michael 's shaft. My mind drifted, overwhelmed with sex as pecker tried to get deeply and cryptical into me. My cunt was on fire, my ass felt nifty, and I could barely breathe as Michael 's vast peter fucked my face.

Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the brothers. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. Girls flocked to the two boys as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the story and forced his way in between my legs, and he shoved his pecker right up all the way inside my cunt. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that damage for a mo. It was like he hit bottom, I do n't recognize. His putz was so midst, even though it was only one it felt almost the same as having two inside me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My head word 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 come shoot into me. It felt SO cool having his cock flex and throbbing, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My slit clenched him back as my best ever coming swept through me. He ate me out about 15 minutes earlier, that was my better sexual climax. But this one, even better. It just would n't stop. We continued to snog as our mutual climax kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` baby, get off me so I can get these hombre out of me ! '' I loved the taste of his spermatozoan 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 small pleasance ripples through my entire slit. I held him as close and as hard as I could. I loved him so much.

acquiring image fucked was smashing, but ... it 's nothing like this. Basking in the after glow with your man.

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Early the next morning, Michael 's watch started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' shtup me again, baby '' I half-moaned. I checked my pussy, still a bit mute. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my former handwriting. I got ta get some juices going !

'' infant, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't cause time to do you justice -- ''

'' Come on, Daddy ! '' piped in Mom. `` pass on her a quickie ! ``

Mom grabbed his stopcock and slobbered all over it for a hour. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my stage, and my pussy throbbed the moment he entered me. My clitoris was still swollen from last night.

Michael locked his weaponry and rested on them, so he could look at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it right there.

'' Saviour fucking Deliverer ! You two ! You 're fucking sluts ! ! ``

His putz 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 establish a paries, 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 cunt juice. The hatful was apparently too a good deal for him, mom and daughter licking his hammer. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't do all that well. But that was n't the cause with Michael.

'' fuck Mom, and give her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's pussy as he went back to his room to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to location this car along the ditch. feeling, I 'm not so good at backing up, ok ? I rolled the stupid Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this system where some of us moved cable car, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during combat training, all plans go out the window when the first shot is fired. fountainhead, the first shot, in this case, was one of the towny having a fit. Michael had enlisted their help, and all was going well. Until a distich of them got into an parameter over one of the other cars that was owned by a utterly person.

It seems that both of these old guys were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. Well they got into a scrap about which of these guys should get her car. See, Michael had said we should keep any 4-wheel drive vehicle, any Priuses or other hybrids, any caravan, and maybe a duet of dissolute car if we found any. And we let the living folks keep whatever cars they had. But we needed the rest for the wall.

So dame 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 it. The argument got swelled, fist were thrown, multitude pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from town and push back it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was fine, right up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the shot came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the ugly citizenry I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was Sir Thomas More of a glancing blow and my Lacrosse helmet blocked most of it. I was n't knocked unconscious, but, as they say, I got my `` bell spoke ''. Two guy grabbed me, tied up my custody with those moldable zip-tie things, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their truck they had hidden behind some Tree. They jammed me between the two of them in the face seat. Jesus Christ I had a head ache. 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 name 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your epithet, hot stuff ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, greasy hair's-breadth and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking grim guy, did n't front as bad, but still pretty foul and grimy.

'' nooky you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' Well, is n't that nice. Fuck-you, it 's dainty to meet 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.

'' Redeemer ! '' I said. `` Do n't you make fun bathe ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? Rape me, for trusted. Then kill me ? Do n't kill me now, I 'm in lovemaking !

'' nooky ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about XX minutes up the route, the whole time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the things he 's going to do to me. The device driver was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed pissed or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this paraphernalia, and a side arm, and hummer 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 unanimous thing here.

We slowed down at a turnoff for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big Trent says you can pee. '' But Tom slowed down.

'' I 'm going to pee in your truck right now if you do n't let me out. ``

Tom stopped the truck, right at the crossing. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trent is about the truck. ``

'' Shut up striver ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the shots, not you ! ``

Silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you watch '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me loose or I 'll fall over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her loose, slaveboy, and watch her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me lax, and I stood there for a moment. I could see Robbie had a backbreaking on from rubbing my tits and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my direction. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my hair and posed a minuscule, letting my long hair fly in the gentle wind. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a bush. Perfect.

'' cum on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my U. S. Army pants, pulled them down and exposed my naked cunt to this fucking asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squatting, and ... nothing, at world-class. Finally, I closed my middle and tried to relax, and then I let it fly. The existent trick was not to get it on my pants. Robbie stood hypnotized. Dickhead. He undid his fly and began stroking his severely little cock. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't mention the size of it of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't make a motion ! Do n't shit me charge you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't shoot her, you 're not supposed to even tint her or Trent will kill you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his rooster with the early deal. Damn pistol clench on the AR, they let you pip one handed if you want.

'' Pull up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and shot his lading onto my teat and bra.

'' Alright, amount on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my knickers up. My jersey soaked in respective seat through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and satiate me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot bigger than our piddling one. We stopped after a couple minutes near a gigantic striptease mall that had a Walmart in it. A heavy pirate flag flew from the top. The big store had C of necros around it.

'' Home, sweet habitation ! '' announced Robbie.

'' Come on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bonds and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the roof of the airstrip shopping center. From there we walked a couple hundred thou til we got to the Walmart ceiling. There were about 6 or 8 armed guy rope up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombie trying to get in down below. These guy rope were just hanging out. And staring at me, but nobody said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` cover off ! ``

We climbed down some stairs at the spinal column, down to the storeroom of the Walmart. They led me through to the independent floor, some igniter filtered down from the skylights but the luminance were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, honest-to-god, perched up on these display causa, sitting in an easy chairman like he was a world-beater on a throne. A naked woman kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy branch. A twain Guy stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift steps. Tom followed some distance behind.

'' Well, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trento, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a rotary around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some FINE slice of ass, not this shit you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the girlfriend who had been at his side. She whimpered and bowed her top dog low.

What an asshole, I thought.

'' And what might your figure be, pretty Lester Willis 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 epithet, dearest ? '' he asked me again.

'' piece of ass you ! '' It was all I could guess of to say.

'' Ah, defiance ! How nice. fountainhead I 'm sure we can gravel that out of you. Or fuck it out of you. spate of men here ... they 'd all like a offer at you. Wait a sec, what 's this ? '' Big Trent River had lifted my hair and saw a large bruise near my tabernacle. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetie ? '' he asked.

'' From dickhead over there ! '' I pointed my top dog at Robbie.

Big Trent got very quiet. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, frigid in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a footling tap -- ''

'' A slight tap ? '' Big Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And look at these tits ! They look rattling. Are they ? ``

Big Trent River squeezed my boobs for a few here and now. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the fuck ? '' he asked in seismic disturbance. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his script 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 River looked to Tom for check. Tom nodded his heading 'yes .'

Big Trent River slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me relate ... you let me put my hands on YOUR shag 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 release of spud, his head twisted at a weird Angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. Drag his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, start talking. Where your from. What 's your setup, how you livin'. fall on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to mean of something to say. I came up empty. `` I do n't have a good deal to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to kill you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My Daddy. He will drink down you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big River Trent thought about that for a few moments. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, assure me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up railroad car, like a paries. Down in Larchmont. That 's that tiny town a few international mile south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a couple men, lots of girls. They had a distich guns ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're clean. Very make clean. They got their prick together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to peeress wear, get her something else to assume. And get some wipes and clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to talk to me, real number soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to issue forth with him. We passed a guy walking towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy face, beady eyes.

As we got to the dame section, Tom relaxed his grip and looked around.

'' facial expression, '' he whispered. `` I 'm sorry. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, snaffle a shirt. They 'll kill my category 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 wickedness and matter quiet down. Too many guys around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trent and his work party. The ease of us are prisoner, or scared shitless, forced labor kind of matter. They make us vote out the deaders at the front, but just with rakes and shovelful. Still, if your man comes, we can help out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my dad IS coming. When he does, bide out of his way. I 'll try to keep you secure. ``

Tom looked at me like I was loony. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in action. He 's all chill and clobber, until the shit gets going. Then he turns into this John Major hard-core killer. It 's almost chilling, but it 's also totally aphrodisiac. And he 's going to save me.

At least, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, taut. I could n't get anything even remotely loose. Big Trent River questioned me for, I do n't know, maybe like an hour ?. He wanted to bed the layout of our place, how many masses we had, how much nutrient, how many hitman, everything. He threatened, hurt me a petty, I held out a prospicient prison term. Finally I gave some dogshit reply. I told them our fastness was some of the home right by the road. I told him we were almost out of food. We had 5 search rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each answer, I held out. Trento punched my stomach. Slapped my peg. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy time. come in on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright truelove, '' Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the lumbering poppycock is going to come 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 knife down my brass, between my boobs, I trembled.

'' You told me the unharmed the true, right ? '' he asked. `` Nothing but the truth ? ``

'' So help oneself me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the help, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent had a wild look in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it wide overt. He cut through my bra. My boobs flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunshot. the guys on the ceiling are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and tally it out. '' The sack increased above us. Trent River felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to contrive up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your pa, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More blastoff sounded, and one of the skylight shattered. Right near us.

Suddenly, a dead body flew through the skylight and crashed about 20 metrical foot away. The promontory was shooter and he was a pickle from the gloaming, but you could enjoin by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! diddley ! What the fucking ! President Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another body came through the skylight, River Trent and his guys fired everything they had at the opening. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped mags and put in Thomas More and kept shooting at the ceiling near the opening. Finally, nobody had any good mag left.

This uncanny scraping noise emanated from the ceiling. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another trunk flew through the first step and crashed down near us. One of Trent 's guys. He must 've had 20 slug in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still alive !

Trent River and his cat were in a panic. They were n't set up for anything like this. All their clip were discharge, they scurried about looking for to a greater extent ammunition. They finally found a case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another body fell through the skylight. Five. barb to absolute shit. They shot a few rounds back towards the hole and ran out of ammo again. Trent screamed at his Guy to find more ammo. Christ, did n't these blockhead have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the forepart room access. Several of their guys went to get some of the cans.

Trent pulled out a gigantic pistol, I found out later it was called a 'Desert Eagle'. A guy named Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random barb into the roof until River Trent told him to knock it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my dumbbell hanging out. Trento came over and put this big ass gun to my head. I, um, relieve oneself properly then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent yelled. `` See who these dead guys are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead guy. Trent and Dr. Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to see vision of something. I watched Tom roll the dead guys around, and saw him bag a pistol. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` Shot in the school principal, amongst former places ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't make out the early guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in panic. `` How many guys were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulders. `` No shot now, I guess they 're all dead. Fuck ! '' Trent pointed the Desert Eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bitch ... song him off ! ``

I made a face at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the os frontale. It did n't knock me out, but it hurt like shit and made my principal tailspin. I could hear Trent but it was like I was underwater. I could hear him yelling about covering the backrest stairs or something. Next thing I know, John Tuzo Wilson has a big gaping hole in his head, and Tom is standing there with a vicious look on his face and a smoking gun in his script. I guess he scavenged it from one of the dead guy rope. Tom shot two more bad guy rope before Big Trent fired on him. Tom was able to duck down an aisle.

Trent could n't give chase him because he heard his epithet being called. By my Daddy !

'' Trent River ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be friends. ``

'' Yeah properly ! '' responded Trent as he ducked behind a hatful of Coors beer cases. `` And how the fuck do you know my gens ? ``

'' One of your niggling toadies squealed up on the roof, but do n't interest ! He wo n't ever squeal again. ``

Sir Thomas More shots and shouts came from various parts of the entrepot. The 'slaves'were rising up against their masters ! So cool down ! Trent did n't have intercourse what to do, or where to look, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll shoot your bitch ! '' Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to point the Eagle at me.

Trento 's straits exploded. I thought, I did n't know a head could just set off ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each other, guns pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to scream. `` You 're on the ... same side of meat ''

I blacked out.

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Epilogue
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I shot this lunkhead Trent right in his nooky fountainhead. I scanned for targets and saw this sinister guy also shooting at Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was kind of hoping that he would n't sprout me since we both inject Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the same English, and we lowered our weapons 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 to a greater extent of these guys ? ``

'' I do n't know, I think my Friend took out the rest up near the presence, but I ca n't be sure enough yet. ``

Lorrie looked okeh, she had a lump on her forehead.

'' Stay here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My gens is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You better, Tom. I 've killed a lot of masses today, I do n't mind adding to the leaning. ``

There was some tumult up front, so I skirted around through the toys and cosmetics to see what was happening. The causal agent of the ruckus became sack ; 20 or so the great unwashed were beating 3 or 4 people to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the captured girl ! '' They had profligate and shovels and started advancing on me. There was blood in their middle !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the turning point, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's O.K. ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's aplomb. He just killed about 15 of our prick warlords. Let 's not kill him just yet. ``

As the situation defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some captured rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to nobody in particular.

A bruised up gentleman, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the women and kids locked up in the nail beauty shop next door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking slice of shit sentry go, does n't have much breathing time left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The town was swarmed early on by zombies. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living multitude were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Sat. For a golden few, the whole mob was shopping at the same time and survived intact. For others, their loved ones were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` rattlesnake '' showed up and easily took over the memory and the radical. The Rattlers acted like saviors on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the first base night, however, the Rattlers showed their true colors ; they enslaved everyone and began their reign of terror and assault. This went on for three calendar week, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the roof. She covered the group with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to take down the bbl, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're OK ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't hear anything for awhile, I was thinking the worst ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the citizenry and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens adjacent ? ``

Just then Tom and his crew returned, Tom holding tightly to a char and a small girl around his neck. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new girl ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the mathematical group. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't 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 freight train job anymore. ``

I expected the subsister to be a fiddling Thomas More happy about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our intentions. Rightfully so, I guess. The finale 'saviors'did n't work out so well.

'' fountainhead, guys, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These shitheads shot one of my people back rest home. Do you heed if we get some medical supplying ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the Pharmacy section. These guys still had fully stocked shelves of most everything. the Nazarene, I thought. care I was a little Sir Thomas More mercenary in my way of mentation. I would take aim 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 take a look at your person if you wanted ... Maybe we can work out some kind of trade, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be bully, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be able to work out some trade between our radical, maybe even unify them together ... for our mutual welfare. ``

And that 's what we did.

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One twelvemonth Later
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'' Please honey ! '' I begged. `` For the love of God put her toss off already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you mean ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling baby Jessie from her mother 's arm and breast. Carefully, I set her down in her crib. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a little, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly tumid breast lay against her stomach, her left one still leaking Milk River. I pulled her out of the rocker and led her towards our way and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my finger to my lips, telling her to go on quiet and not fire up the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the door. `` I 'm fatigue from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't concern, this wo n't take long ! '' I ca n't sit in a room with her for very long while she feeds the baby, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My iron cock bashed into her leg as I grabbed her tits and squeezed them together.

Milk gushed from both her nipples like a piddle fountain, except this fountain had many unlike streams ! Warm Milk sprayed on my face and dripped off my Chin. I opened my lip and savored the sweet savor. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the shit out of it. I mean, sucked the milk out of it ! Warm milk flowed down my throat, swig after draught. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the door, `` Did the sister ninny ? 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 fiddling. She was trying to get between her daughter 's legs. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a little, so as not to recede my grip on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her face into Lorrie 's twat, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I sorting of recede track of time when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking tits, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't cognise how long it was, but eventually Lorrie started to groan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the sensations 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. `` ass Mee-Maw. ``

'' Bullshit 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you little gripe ! '' As punishment for this break of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's twat, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's tits. Truth 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 study them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't think back ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old charwoman, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening pussy lips. I was too wound up for delicacy and felt a piffling selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and rammed my cock in toilsome ! Oh yessss ... the simply thing that feels adept than drinking warm tit-milk is sliding my cock into a hot and steamy pussy ! I looked up at my two hot mamas. Well, technically one mamma and a gran. But the Grandma just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few weeks I can fuck my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too attendant from the delivery.

I 'm sorry to say, but I could only last a minute of arc or so indoors Gayle 's sopping wet puss. My sexual climax was approaching, and there was n't much I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... pant ... ) need to rest hydrated ! '' I only had about ten seconds to go.

'' break it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right succeeding to Lorrie 's font. Grabbing my cock, I stroked it a twain clip and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot watercourse of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming mouth. Gayle 's work kicked in right then, so Lorrie was cumming as she swallowed down my jizz gleefully, even gratefully, perhaps.

I rolled off to the side, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's tit. 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 covered tits in my face. I revelled in the desegregate intermixture and my cock recovered from it 's previous res publica of about 95 % intemperately to completely shake upstanding again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio call interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, come in Mustang. '' That was our house birdsong sign.

I struggled over to the handheld. `` Yeah Little Panthera tigris, what 's up. '' Erin wanted something.

'' Just letting you know that chop flew by again. Looks like he wants to land. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't shoot unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't shoot ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that cleaning woman down for ten fucking arcminute ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' rushing up arse. Little Tiger out. ``

Is that any way to sing to her commanding officer ? I did n't consider so. She will involve some kind of punishment tonight. Probably have to tie her John L. H. Down and make her watch me fuck her girl Payton. Yeah, that would work !

I did want to hurry, though. We had seen a pearly go by a few fourth dimension in the finale hebdomad. They were checking us out. It was the Air force play or the Army, we could n't assure which but knew it was military.

The girls helped me attire in my best zombie killing outfit. We did n't have uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more practical matters. They finished strapping on my gear and I hauled ass down to the rear of Master 's and President Lyndon Johnson ironware store in the landrover. They were going to survey me in a couple minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 feet away, the room access artilleryman covering us. Some scout troop inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the hood of the landrover and stepped away from it. I made big pointing motions with my hands, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few hundred feet. A small bag dropped out of the chopper and landed in a heap of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio wrapped in dirty wind sleeve and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' Howdy, '' I called, might as well sound friendly. `` Whatcha cat want. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United country army. Do we cause permit to land ? I 'd like to speak with whomever is in kick. ``

'' If your aim are passive, Colonel, then come on down. ``

They sat the birdie down in a whirlwind of dust and shut it down. After a few tense here and now where we each wondered if we would dash at each other, I turned slowly to express I was unarmed. Erin and the headmaster blood brother still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my the great unwashed had their arm trained on the Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and set about me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, city manager, commanding officer, Captain, and father of this Town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no interest in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your guys could assume a less strong-growing stance ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their gunman elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' beverage, sir ? '' I queried. `` A slight of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a well mind ! '' I ushered him into the Hardware store where Morgan quickly set us up with a bottle of Jack and two glasses. I poured us each a match digit worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen most of our area from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intentions are with us. '' These guys had the pep pill hand, for surely. I mean, they had a pearly, fuel, men and weapon system. But I did n't want to just chip in away the paint to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of Fort Rachel Louise Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their fair share of zombie spirit trouble, but were fortunate to not deteriorate into total anarchy. They still had over half of their troops, about 8,500 folks including kinsperson on base.

'' near other installations were n't that favorable, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their kinfolk in the subsequent city battles. We 've stayed out of the big city so far, just seems like too big of a job to tackle. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you call your appliance out battlefront ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Salim death Pit, you mean. Invented by an XVIII yr old miss, who happens to be my wife and mother of my child. Anyway, it 's fairly unsubdivided, but very good. You wan na take a look ?. ``

We walked international and found the chopper guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. Guys were smiling and laughing, having a good time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your son forgot to pull security ! ``

He shook his head. `` We 've got about an 8:1 ratio of men to cleaning lady, so your gals here are a sight for very, very sore middle ! ``

'' Not going to be a problem, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not tolerate any kind of unwillful behavior. That being said, we do have some VERY well-off adult female who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain moral measure. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my second in burster. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walkway to get to the death pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his the great unwashed moved here from another township after a shared incident brought us together. We took over a truck break north of here, arranged the shipping containers to act as walls and funnel, and to act as ramp for our zombie ally. We 've got a petty Lynx rufus skidsteer auto over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Sanchez Pit of Death ! By the way, we claim all right of first publication and trademarks to that figure. ``

The US Army guys were stunned by the dying Pit. We were currently in the heart of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a pair grand zombilators, at least. We mostly stood guard, somewhat out of sight so the zeds would n't get distracted, and fired a film every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot tumble and tried to clamber over the container wall.

'' It 's so simple ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, graceful ! You do n't even ask bait, right ? You 've got fume rising from the burning stagnant, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few clip, and we did n't give birth decent people or ammo to campaign them one by one. We needed a passive resolution, and Lorrie Hector Hevodidbon came up with it ! I 've seen adequate living dead cinema, although I never expected to be in one. But the people were always making slow misapprehension. They never had a piazza they could lock down and try and initiate 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 slight confound. The fervour might die down or a skirt might cark them. But then we just ring this bell shape we got from a church. '' I pointed to the Alexander Melville Bell hanging out in the middle of the pit, supported by a 2x4 structure. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacons, cop lights, to get their care again. When it gets slow up, we have to bar up the ramp so we can clean out the trampled bodies. That 's probably the biggest danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's intellect was spinning. `` You could, wow, ramp up More ramps, dig a deep pit so they always break, rig up lights so they fire in sequence to create magic trick of movement up the incline ... holy place shit, this could really work. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' Well, sir, it does work. But yeah, you could expound 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 mo he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you laugh at make me a inclination of what you need ? You 've got a good setup here and I want to see you deliver the goods. You 're going to demand Thomas More farming area than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with pure gloat. `` Well. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be courteous. Ma Deuces and Barretts, and plentitude of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 congius of gasoline, and tank to hold it. A few thousand MRE 's would assist. What else. Clothes. easy lay. Toilet paper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah fence ! We need fencing material so we can expand our farms. stooge, chickens, cattle, and some more sept, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okay with you, I 'd wish to set up an auxiliary post here. Man it with 50 people. Some Hum-Vee. 2 Strykers. Medical prevue and faculty. And I 'd like to put up you a commission as a Major in the United States Army Reserves. The situation will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm honored sir, '' I said, my voice waver. `` Not sure I want to be in the Army, though. I just want to quell here and raise my kinfolk. No disrespect, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reticence. You 'll remain here and command the entire county, maybe even several counties. But you will live here. With our support. Meanwhile, we will ask your Sanchez idea and emancipate all of Colorado, and the country, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chopper. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as locomotive engineer and designer of the new Wiley Post. Erin fairly leapt at the probability to escort Cpl. Flint around. poor people guy, I thought. He does n't fend a chance !

I went back to the house and told the ladies and the infant about the conversation. Jessie spit up a little, but I did n't contract that as a negative. Gayle, however was a little 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 accept over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about lunkhead that live off the government tit ? ``

Well, shit, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a near deal.

'' baby, '' I said, trying to sound hopeful. `` We have to connect with others. We have to get rid of these zombie. We need medicine, more nutrient, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my fry, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able to grow, and become something former than just semi-starving zombie scrapper ! We do n't have to go back to the old shipway of pure greed and avarice, but maybe we can clear a wagerer universe 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 Army, either. But I feel the intimately way to improve the existence is to get involved, be the one on the inside and guide policy and variety. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the rest of the world dies completely ... ''

What the fuck did I just say ? I do n't want grand, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie febricity, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't desire you leaving us. evince the ground forces how to construct these Death fossa. But let *them* do it. You stay here, mister. That 's an order. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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quaternion daylight later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'Army uniform. Already had a ribbon on it, too. Red, white, and drab stripes with a'Z'in the middle of it. I got respective band of camo also, as did everyone in townsfolk. But the colonel said I should assume this for my ball installation and savoir-faire to the town.

I stepped out into the family way of my adobe brick palace to see what the lady thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

beast pennywhistle. Catcalls. clenched fist pumps. And that was from babe Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. 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 ... 15 minutes ! ``

'' This wo n't take that longsighted, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my uniform trouser and took out my hardening cock. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her uniform blouse and took her breast out. Staring me down, she lifted her tit to her mouth 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 champion pansy Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

Comments welcomed !