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Chapter 1 - The get-go
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging peter. Her tousled blonde fuzz partially covering her face she lolled her straits from side of meat to side as her orgasm wracked her stallion physical structure. Her beautiful white meat quivered and excite like only big breasts can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her orgasm left her spent of energy.

Without pulling out, I managed to wander her onto her rachis and continued fucking her. She took it like a champ, although she was n't much more than a rag doll. All she managed to do was pant and moan as my tool slammed into her fourth dimension and again.

'' Oooooh ... yes ... yes ... '' she cried out, along with the casual `` Michael '', which was good because that was my name. Once, my ex-wife called out `` St. 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 panache. After my divorce, I played it pretty fast and loose with the ladies. Nothing too trench, zero too sober, just kept it Christ Within. If the lady was in to me, then, nifty ! If she was n't, no headache, there 's more.

But Claire showed up in the place one day selling some 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 early arm supported me. Her soft flesh felt wonderful in my hand. Just beautifully squashy and yet business firm, with very reactive tit. I pushed it up to her face and sucked her tit right following to her expression. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own nipple, to which she accepted and gently drew into her sassing. I kissed her and she released her pap ; we both licked it vigorously as my engorged cock continued to have sex her tight pussy.

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

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

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

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

'' okay infant, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my hammer a duet times and her puss responded with death-grip grip as she came. I wanted to cum on her tits and face. I wanted to coat her entire physical structure with my spermatozoon. I wanted her to recognise that she was very exceptional to me. I could barely hold in my cum.

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

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

I stroked a couple multiplication and felt the wonderful touch sensation as hot cum began flying out of my cock.

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her tits and went to block her face with her hired man. My cum splashed onto her teat and a couple streams hit her block hands wax force out. Dammit, would 've gone right in her backtalk, too. She turned her header as far to the side as it would go. Still, a few stray drop cloth and splashes got through and hit her cheek and neck.

I still had a couple shots left when she struggled out from under me, pushing me aside. She ran to the bathroom, holding her hired hand 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 spigot ran for several second as she cleaned up. Hell, I 'm storm she did n't use up a bath or a rain shower. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her whisker, apparently so none of my nasty clobber would descend in touch with her gilded lock chamber. Hey, she did have gorgeous tomentum, but still, man.

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

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

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also remember your warm-up blow job was feeble at best, and lasted almost a minute and a one-half. I was just so excited to consume 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 times it 's the great-looking charwoman who are just fringy in bed. I guess they figure their looks are good enough, we men should be grateful just to be with them at all.

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

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

I was rather disappointed. We had talked of taking next week off and going to my mess cabin. Spending a week with her in a cabin, screwing, hiking, fucking, boney dipping, boffing this beautiful woman. Maybe I could still scream her and --

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

Right. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

I packed up my landrover with a caboodle 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 people showing up here, especially after all that 's happened.

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

It 's a co-op speculation between myself and three of my high shoal buddies. One of them, David, had this land above a little town. We decided it would clear a poise getaway. So we built a small cabin and took turns using it on weekends. We each contributed a sure sum of money each calendar month for improvements and such. After 15 years, it 's pretty fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the piazza looks like a nice southwestern adobe house. It 's rather deceptive, though, as the wall are 3 feet of blade, brick, malicious gossip, and adobe. The windowpane are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are great for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's kind of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and hidden storage area where we 've got 3 40'containers of food, wearable, supply, arm, ammo. Then, in the garage, we 've got a Unimog ( crazy, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater Rhinos, a two seater Razr, and a few motorcycle. I do n't ride the bike, though ; too uncoordinated.

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

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` entropy Officer '' of our group. Meaning, I built us a electronic network with satellite admittance to the 'net. I had supererogatory servers and spare parting to last for years and geezerhood. persona of my job was to download stuff, entropy. So I downloaded Youtube videos of how to take in diesel fuel, tutorials on farming, clause on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, laughingstock milking, Christian Bible on making whiskey, plus I ripped thou of flick and stored them, too. We had a pretty good encyclopaedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And smut. I downloaded lot of porn. Videos and stories. cat got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all doom and gloom.

So I went up the Sabbatum after Claire. I got the solar panels out and set them up. Got out the wind generator, checked the battery, checked the fuel tier, checked our water supply armored combat vehicle ... basically made the shoes livable.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A doctor. He said he saw a guy at the hospital rise up after a pump tone-beginning. He bit like three nurses and orderlies. The metier passed it off as a crazed lunatic. ``

'' Alright, rack by. '' I found the tidings narration about that, it was like he said. Nutjob on a rampage.

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

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

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. Zombies. If that 's confessedly, I 'll need more of my guns. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my compulsory AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my wife, now ex. ( We decided to deliver standardized guns for parts etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's fine, but I want my 1911, my former AR with the take to oscilloscope, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other shooting iron, and more ammo, and some early crap. And, Night as well get as much nutrient as I can while the store 's are still open.

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

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

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

After a grueling trip home, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to keep going. I packed up clothes, icon, trinkets, tv camera, anything of time value. I have a decent-sized off-road public utility trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that stuff. My landrover I filled with my guns, ammo, early weapons, my gold and silver rounds, all my pecker, and lav of gas. Grabbed my local stash of cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour Super Walmart.

Now, we each had over 4 old age of food per individual stored at the cabin, but it 's all freeze-dry and dry up stuff. Not all that exciting. I wanted some in effect stuff if the domain was ending.

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's canned fruits. Filled up an entire shopping cart of peaches and pear tree and pineapple plant. take up that out to the preview and dumped it. Went back and bought another cart of canned veggie. Then I went for the force out meats like sweat, tuna fish, chicken, spam, chilli. take two go-cart for all that.

More trips for soups, vegetables, and then the loge of potato sweetheart and pasta dishes. More trip for cooking oil, spices, and more hooey I do n't even no what. At some item, one of the worker started helping me so matter went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

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

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

As I was checking out the last handcart, a phrenetic outcry came over the loudspeaker.

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

I looked quizzically over at the helper fellow, Stan.

'' checkup, '' he explained. `` Usually means some old madam fell. But could be a spirit flack or stroking. We get those sometimes. I got ta go tally it out. ``

I paid the clerk. We heard thigh-slapper coming from close by. Coming from the ma'am clothing discussion section. Two women staggered out from the wrack, large wounds on their weaponry. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The Rescue
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I got the hell out of scheme, err, Phoenix. When the hoot hits the fan, you want to be get-go out or you 'll be stuck in traffic muddle forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Sunday morning so the roads were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily laden jeep up the 5,500 foot climbing on I-17 to Flagstaff.

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

Called my parents. They did n't believe me about anything. Dad did check that the threshold was locked. Sigh. I 'd set them up with as much hooey as I could, but you can only do so a lot for people. They did n't want to descend over from Vegas. They do have a shotgun, water barrels, MREs ... should last them a duet months.

Went up to flagstaff and turned East on 40, could see some fires burning in the footling city. Went 50 some-odd miles outside of town, then found a side road to conceal and take a rest.

Many time of day later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had lots of excitement, though. Ran over 10-12 living dead. Shot a few more. Saved a few lives, for the clip being, at to the lowest degree. Lesson for the hereafter, firing your gun INSIDE a car is risky to your auditory sense ! The movies do n't prepare you for how aloud that can be !

The small Ithiel Town just below our compound in the pitcher's mound seems to be okay. The news is reporting instance of terrorism on a enceinte scale. No mention of zombies, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and balanced reporting. Do n't want people to experience what 's really happening. The websites are going crazy though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

Jacques Louis David stopped answering his cell phone. So did Chris and Steven. Maybe the mobile phone went down due to power outages ? They are far too ache to get caught up in this crap. I hope. But then, I drove out of only one actual metropolis. They 've got stacks of urban center to get through.

I swept the area, all sack. Then I started unloading the trailer and Jeep, and got down to the patronage of survival.

Two Thomas More days went by before the first zombie spirit showed up in town. At least, that 's what I figured. I could hear the gunfire, and could see machine speeding about the place. mayhem. I considered going down to aid, but, what can one man do ? There were century of them. Plus, I did n't really hump 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 thirdly day.

Now, my landrover horse wrangler already proved to be a pretty safe zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tire, M/T 's with unplayful knobby pace. It 's the 4-door manakin outfitted with special gas tanks, 5.13 gears, offroad Christ Within and knickknack, it 's moderately heavy. And it has a big ass bumper in the forepart which proved smashing at knocking over Zed and his Zed friends. But for real natural selection, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 multiplication unattackable than the jeep, has higher primer headway, has four doors and a camper box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type vehicle, then they became usable to the public. This one was originally a command and communications truck. We rigged it up as an emergency truck with a ladder, medical cogwheel, fire fire extinguisher, gun racks, everything we could think of.

I put on my camo paraphernalia. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear. It has hard charge plate pieces that cover the chest and back, forearms, elbows, upper weapon. I figured it would be harder to get bitten that way. Put on my chest of drawers rig which held my 1911 and 6 powder magazine for that. It also held 8 mag for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed boots, shin guard duty, knee inking pad, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar baseball mitt that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a confused army man, nothing really matched but what the underworld. I do n't need to be camouflaged from Zed, just want to be toilsome to eat. Grabbed my shotgun, AR, and a suppressed .22 caliber rifle.

Got in the Mog and aim to town.

Much of the township was subdued, I turned down onto the deserted master street and kept a expression out. In my mirrors I could see a strange site ; zombies exiting memory and turning to follow my motortruck. Was everybody bushed ?

Suddenly, shots rang out and my blessed Unimog was hit ! The slam came from an upstairs window of a house. I returned ardor ( had my helmet on to protect my hearing this time ! ) and stomped on the gas. The Mog, rather reluctantly, responded and I turned off to a side of meat street. I zigged and zagged a bit and lost my zombies that were trailing me. I stopped the motortruck and took off my helmet.

It was quiet. Too quiet for the Zombie Apocalypse.

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

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

metre to go. I got back in the cab and was ready to change state the key when I heard various female shrieking from a nearby house. bullshit. That 's also the steering where the groan came from.

I took the keys ( did n't want to result 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 star sign to investigate.

As I climbed the dance step up the porch, I could see many zee milling about inside, trying to get up the step where the howler were coming from. I took aim and started shooting. Headshots only, you know. Which is n't that well-off considering a head is n't very big and they are moving, not holding still. So it took me a snap and sometimes two or three to drink down one. But the AR is semi-automatic, meaning all I have to do is pull the gun trigger for each bullet, so I can shoot pretty fast. Full auto would 've been dainty ... shoulda got that instead but that 's illegal in Colorado. Thanks, politicians.

As the zombies started dropping, the still living ones ... or ... still undead ones, turned and saw me and came my instruction. The moans 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 I on the step. I then tried climbing the stairs, but it was full of blood and gore and really suddenly zombies. The screams uphold upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could hear some moan up there, though.

Shit ! Some zombie motherfucker grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a couch. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a pile of dead Zeds. The female belly laugh continued upstairs, I figured I could defeat this precipitate one later.

I ran back outside, started the Mog and backed her right up to the house, destroying the picket fence and garden in the process. But now the top of the rear camper box was pretty lots in line with the porch roof, which led to the indorse story windows. Climbed up the strong-armer, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch coating, and I landed in the upstair hallway.

The zee up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullets. The screams continued in a chamber. I turned in to see a gal and a fair sex trying to hold off two zombi with chairs. A crowd of people were backed up in the street corner of the elbow room. They were n't going to utmost much recollective. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a pocket-sized but gruelling duty combination putz of crow-bar and shovel. The shovel sharpness are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw edge and a bottle unfastener, so it 's pretty sang-froid. I hooked one Zed with the crowbar end and pulled him off the youth girl.

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

I brought down the Crovel and sliced his principal like a watermelon. I repeated the legal action with the other Zed, pulled him away and sliced his Einstein in two.

snake god moans outside. They 're coming in the house again.

I surveyed the place, but there was too much going on. There were respective females and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive stances. Plus a few that seemed to be down. cypher had any guns, just some garden slant and patch of wood, a baseball game bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed ready to consecrate up. They were also mostly in chick and hound, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had room for these people. My cabin had elbow room as my sidekick did n't seem to be coming. It is kind of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

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

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

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

'' Do you have any medical checkup supplies ? '' she asked, desperately. `` First aid kit ? food for thought ? What ? I 'm responsible for these girls. ``

She was stunning. Her medium length black tomentum was a mess. She was filthy ; blood and soil on her face, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. variety of Latino looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

'' I mean, I 've got a batten topographic point, food, first aid, More gunslinger, you 'll be condom. secure than here. '' She thought about it for a moment. I held out my mitt. `` It 's now or never, sweetheart. ``

The zombie moans 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 lots hope.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Good missy ! dead reckoning arrangement, do n't waste ammo. someone get my helmet ! ``

Blake, the swell of the crowd, helped me with the down fille. She was bleeding pretty badly from a wound to her back, her clothing was in shreds. It was hard to maneuver her because we were trying not to affect her back. The pretty lady was helping too. Turns out this wounded girl was her daughter. We finally got outside, and saw more zombies. They saw us, too, and moaned. Just for fun, I guess. They already moaned once. Why are they still moaning ?

'' Hey ! '' I yelled to the sign of the zodiac. `` What 's that doll 's epithet ? The shooter ? We need her out here ! ``

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

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

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

'' first shot, steady. stay on on this English, though, I 'll get the other side. And you. Yeah you. ``

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. topographic point for her. Tell her which ace are closest. wipe out the closest ones first, then lick your way out. Here, hold these two cartridge holder. Do n't throw away the empties. ``

Zed was out in full effect, 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 clear them out over here. ``

I hopped down on the bonnet of the Mog and killed a twain rightfield by the device driver 's door of the truck.

Bam Bam ! Another one over here ... Bam ! And here ... Bam ! Bam ! diddly missed Bam ! Bam ! Bam ! chink ! Oh yeah, only eight rounds in my .45. Got ta preserve better track when I 'm shooting.

Dropped out the mag and slammed another one in. Bam ! got the grass head ! Then I jumped down on the ground as we now had a little respiration way. I waved down a partner off 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 spinal column of the hand truck and cleared that expanse out. Bam ! Bam !

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

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

'' You 've got 'shotgun''', I said, meaning the forepart behind with me.

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead headspring and bodies as we went. The truck lurched and heaved position to side as we listened to the sickening sound. Two or three days ago, these were ma and dads, tradesman, barbers, high school kids ... today they are just dead meat walking. This man 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 valve !

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

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Chapter 3 - The Arrival
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We got up to my compound. Locked the gate as I was for sure we would induce some followers. Found out that the hurt lady friend was Lothringen and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our footling health check elbow room. Yes, we actually have a room for this. Like a tiny doctors office staff. She was barely witting, but I got her to bury some water supply and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help oneself notice that, underneath her torn blouse, Lorraine had wonderful breasts. Like mother, like daughter, I guess.

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

spine to the injured Lorraine. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the data guy. My chum David was the medical examination Man. He took all the Red Cross grooming and CERT category and studied the books and motherfucker. I hate rakehell. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of other multitude 's origin, either.

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

I cleaned the wound as C. H. 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 tool blush, they were that bad. But they seemed to arrest the hide together. I slathered her with antibiotic ointment and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't avail but notice that no topic how pretty her mother was, this injured girl was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, XVIII. Jesus Christ, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

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

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

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

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

'' If you had n't come along when you did ... ( snuff ) ... and killed those ... matter ... ( sniff ) Redeemer ... 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 emotional sack and just cried for several 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 normal. `` I, I do n't experience how to thank you ... I do n't even lie with your name ! Oh I 'm such an ass ! ``

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

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

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

Our lips met in a gentle, chaste kiss. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a second at the most. But we stayed there for various secondment ... then I squeezed her a little tighter and our osculation became a little More passionate. She squeezed me back as our lips pressed harder against each other. I became extremely witting of her titty pressing into me, and my cock started to tighten. Her respiration increased, along with mine, our mouthpiece opened a bit, and sure enough, our tongue met at the Lapplander fourth dimension. She was muddied, smelled a little, and her hair was completely nonadaptive ; I wanted her badly.

My turncock roared to wax tending as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her waist. My hand slid down to her skirt, I could feel the bare tegument of her back.

'' Are you guys coming or what ? '' Tina shouted down the vestibule 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 let -- ''

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

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

'' No steady, it 's just your emotions are running high up rightfulness now. It 's o.k. -- ''

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

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

When I finally came out, I was greeted by a round of applause, then introductions and hug and hugs and Sir Thomas More hugs. But, I did n't really think anyone 's name that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty good looking caboodle, and maybe a set of Sister ? Blake and the lady friend returned to their bowls of chili quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really eaten much in 3 daytime. Gayle and I joined in the grub session and the humor was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to mean. Meaning happy. They were happy to be alive, I was happy to have some company, handsome company 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 camouflage clothes, my ex took all her street apparel. Also pointed out the 'feminine products'to which I got more applause and clinch. Told them I was going to lock down the extraneous and would be back in a few minutes.

'' I 'll issue forth with you, '' volunteered Erin, the hired gun dame. `` I 'll watch over your rachis. ``

'' Sure, be honest to have some more eye. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her aspect and hired man. In all the confusion and fighting early, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking upright looking. Nice little frame, a little over five animal foot tall and not gargantuan boobs. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other girls, she seemed improperly dressed for the juncture, but she did have some boots that seemed to fit.

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

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

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my hands as she took the Crovel with the three inch spike on the end. She walked to the fence and watched for a moment as the zombi tried to get at us. His name tag said `` Jerry Davis, Mountain immovable. '' His throat was torn up, must have been why he was n't moaning. Being a new snake god, he did n't have that completely crappy look like you see in the moving-picture show. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his oculus were all red and splotchy, he stank like diddly-squat, and his peel was turning that sallow, pale color.

'' Sorry Boche, '' Erin intoned. `` I do n't think we 're concern in selling ! ``

She rammed the stiletto heel right hand into and through his impart eye, piercing his mind. Jerry stopped all his useless motions, hung there for a second, then dropped to the ground.

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

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

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

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

'' No motherfucker ? '' I 've heard about men in wartime, their chemical reaction. Some cried, some get heroic, some became creature, and some got very horny.

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

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

'' Yeah, um ... I 'm not so right with the whole line of descent affair ... roll in the hay, there 's another one over there. ``

Erin was on it. She hustled over and spiked this heart aged snake god woman right hand in the brow, through the fence.

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

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

'' wait on, sweetheart. Let 's empty that first. '' I did n't require 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 twat and grabbed her knocker through her blouse. She moaned with pleasure as she gripped the rifle with her thighs.

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

'' Jesus Jesus, yes ! Let me suck that, please ? Let me suck your big arduous cock. ``

With one hand pulling the rifle into her pussy, she gripped my raging peter with the early and plunge me with her mouth.

Fucken A ! She took probably 6 of my 8 inch into her hot backtalk. Then she bobbed quickly up and down my shaft, her handwriting 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 get to me cum ... mmm, mmm, mmm, god it 's so big ... ``

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

'' You fucking GO Erin ! Yes ... you were a fucking animal today ... you 're a crashing unvoiced corps killer ... sucking that cock, suck it suck it suck it oh FUCK I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh fuck ... bull ... SHIT ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the waves kept cumming.
I spotted a automaton at the fence. I traded hands so my right hand was now innocent to pull out my .45.
Boom ! And the Zed 's school principal exploded.

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

Boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' FUCK ! ``

Boom !

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

Boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

godsend Boom bonanza Boom !

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

I dropped the vacate handgun on the ground.

I was hard as a piece of tail sway again. I had never seen such a carnal display in my life history. I furiously stroked my cock as she watched. In a few secondment I shot a minor loading rightfulness on her gorgeous little breast. The sperm was less, but my orgasm was great. Holy shit.

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

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

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

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

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

'' I need you to fuck me, Michael. Seriously. auntie Flo leaves townspeople in a dyad days. ``

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

'' That 's not gon na come about ! You 'll be licking purulent for solar day then. ``

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


- - -

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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear. `` Few Sir Thomas More zombi spirit showed up. Right at the fencing. ``
Some of the girls were all brisk and unclouded. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camouflage pants and t-shirts. A couple were still ill-gotten, waiting their turn. Blake was all clean-living too. Guess he did n't roll in the hay about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a estimator in this little post over here. And I 've got a tablet. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's pull up stakes of it. Why do n't you do ... five arcminute shift key until everyone has a shot at it, then study ten minute fault. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Lorraine. ``

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

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

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

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

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the health check room and re-patched her daughter, Lorraine. Found out more of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in Boulder, CO. A group of 20 of the sorority girlfriend had gone down to south Denver for a funeral of one of their booster who 'd been killed in a car accident. The service was at a funeral home plate and, during the table service, one of the other utterly soundbox came out of the backwards room and started to burn tribe. This zombie bit five or six multitude before they subdued it. The girls fled in panic. Gayle, the house mother, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to make their way back, massive traffic kettle of fish developed as automaton and people ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their girls died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the girls on the bus.

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

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

They ran out of gas a couple naut mi from here, and leg it it into Ithiel Town. Not so prosperous with terrified girls and high dog. In town, nobody would help them, the zombies were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned house with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

'' Good Shepherd. I do n't know what to say. I 'm glad I took my helmet off at that consequence. ``

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

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

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

I decided it was clock time for a piffling change of pace.

'' Alright Lady. take heed up. We 're having hot umber and movies in ten minutes. Get your pyjama and get make for bed ! ``

I made the hot umber, and put a liberal amount of Pearl Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a movie as the girls found spots on the couches with their pillows. virtually were in my boxer short circuit and my olive dingy T-shirts. They all asked what moving-picture show, but I would n't order them.

The euphony started as beautiful shots of heap passed by on the screen. The medicine built up ...

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

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

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

I came out for the in conclusion metre, Gayle and Erin had saved me a stain on the sofa in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to centralize on the film to maintain my hard-on down.

As the movie played on, we started singing all the songs pretty much at the top of our lungs. Yes. I 'm a man who likes musical theater. Get over it. I like Metallica and STP and Rebel John Cash, too. extend your judgment a bit.

I tried to get up at one point in time for re-fills but the girls would n't hear of it. They made more hot chocolate and bailey 's and made sure 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 motion picture finally ended. Had to arouse up a mate girls to get them to their bed. I got clinch and kiss from everyone, even Blake. fountainhead, not kiss, thank God.

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

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

I opened the door to chance ... one of the girls. I could n't think of her public figure. It 's Kathy, or Katherine, or Katie Lynn or something. She was in my jersey and boxers. Her header hung down, her face partially covered by her dark hair hanging down. She lifted her head to me ; she had been crying.

'' Something legal injury ? '' I whispered to her in the go up darkness. The way was just barely lit by a span of LEDs from the router.

She shook her read/write head, but pushed her way inside and closed the threshold. She pulled off her tee shirt and dropped her shorts to the base, but all I could see in the iniquity was her sad eyes.

I opened my weapons system and she hugged me, like she was holding on for affectionately life. She cried quietly against my breast for respective min as I rocked her. I did n't desire to ask what it was, I could pretty much figure it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many friends die, probably orphaned now ... still, my putz got laborious because of a au naturel organic structure pressed into me.

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

I moved my hired man down to her rather plump out ass, her soft flesh so malleable in my secure hands. She moaned and thrust her tongue in my mouth, searching, exploring. Her script went down to my cock and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her dorsum. In the dim luminosity, I could see her marvelous boob splayed out to the sides. Christ, I did n't bonk she had those ! I went to suck them, but she stopped me. Spreading her legs, she whispered her only give-and-take to me.

'' Just get laid me. Please. nookie me now. ``

I rolled on top of her, my rock hard cock between her newly shaven legs. With just a short maneuvering, my cock found her snatch. I rubbed myself up and down her incision a dyad time, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my cock was right at her social movement room access. Then I entered her domain. She gasped as I slowly sank my shaft into her. I just pressed, let my weight come down on her. I drove my cock all the way in. 8 column inch of beloved brawniness all the way in 8 seconds.

She entwined her branch around mine and we fucked slowly, but powerfully. I withdrew slowly, and re-plunged slowly but pressed her all the way into the mattress. Each stroke brought new moans and gasps from both of us. We slowly increased speed. petty faster. small harder, too. Her dodgy cunt bulwark felt so nice and cockeyed on my steel heavily shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't desire to let go. I grabbed her left tit operose, I did n't want to let go. But I could feel those feelings heading my way. And fucking this hot teenager ( or maybe she 's 20, who the fuck knows I ca n't even mean of her figure ) with her slick cunt is helping the situation way too very much. No amount of football thoughts are going to stop this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

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

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

The girl sat up and moved towards my tool, and found it with her back talk. She licked and sucked my cock clean of her and my succus. I 've GOT to happen out what her name is ! I do n't want 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 putz just hung in her face. But I went to town on her pussy. I just ate her surd, and licked her hard, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my entirely side in there. She pumped her clit against my clapper as I jammed about of my hand up her dripping slit. I pumped her furiously with my flexing fingerbreadth and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty snatch juice. I slipped my former hired hand to her ass and pressed in with my pointer finger. Her succus had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without warning, and without any haphazardness, she clamped her thighs together, locking my hands in spot in her ass and cunt. I pressed harder on her clit as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and hold open my fount right in there. I wanted this sister to think this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the wax glowing of the LED. She dipped a couple digit of her right-hand hand into her cunt, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her script up to her aright nipple and coated it with her own succus. With her unexpended hand, she raised her tit to her mouth and basically made out with her own nipple for a minute or so. She did the same thing again but to her go forth tit.

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

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

I pointed with my assailable hand to my rooster, to usher her what she did to me.

She grinned, then turned and got on all quartet, her kitty-cat and ass in plain persuasion of the dim light. She turned her head back towards me and raised her brow. She does n't talk often, but we seem to sympathise each early pretty well without the chatter.

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

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

I dropped down a little and played with her puss, getting my fingers wet so I could lube up her arse. I drew up as much saliva as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a mo or so I assumed the situation again, only a niggling gamey this time.

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

The head slid correctly in.

She stiffened slightly at first, but I worked it back and forth a while and she relaxed again. With some more back and forth natural action, I pressed a lilliputian harder, going deeper into this usually forbidden area. I did n't want to entreat to hard, though, and injure her or fright her off.

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

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

With increasing intensity, I fucked her ass full. It 's different than a slit, squiffy right at the opening but a bit looser once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

I reached around to frig her pussycat with one hand and grabbed a big tit with the other and squeezed the shit out of it. Still not a auditory sensation out of her. Hey, I do n't need her to wake everyone up but I also want to have some impact on her, know what I mean ?

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

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

She raised up on all foursome again, arched her back, and trembled with another orgasm.
I came too, justly then. I could find her cunt quiver and her ass gripped my turncock as I shot load after onus of hot cum in her ass.

The door to my little computer room burst open and somebody hit the brightness level, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent splendor. What the actual fucking ?



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

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

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

'' What 's the matter with her ? '' I asked, trying to snap off the tension. My fuck sidekick tried to dig a gob in the air mattress. She managed to obliterate a little bit in the mantle. Of track, by this fourth dimension, a couple other young lady had come out to see what the problem was. I started dressing.

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

'' What Gayle, number on ! '' I snapped at her, probably a minuscule too much.

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

jack, I thought as I laced up my boots. I do n't possess any liquid state antibiotics, just oral contraceptive. But you ca n't work an unconscious soul swallow tablet and liquidity. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' Somebody go get Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in town ? ``

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

'' Does he founder IVs to citizenry ? ``

'' Um ... um ... Yeah ! When those tramper got lost last year ? We brought them to him after we found them. He put those old bag on them. ``

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

'' RFN ? ``

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

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

'' Uh, '' answered somebody 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 make a speed run to townsfolk. 5 minutes. snap up some SOB from the Doc 's space. Back immediately. 10 hour, tops. We 'll save her. ``

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

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

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

'' transmission channel 16. Leave it on but do n't call us unless we call you. Here 's the push to spill the beans. ``

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

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

'' Um, just air-soft accelerator, yeah. '' Jesus, what sort of country boy does n't film ?

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

We bounced in to Town in record time. The Unimog is an awe-inspiring rig, but it 's not substantial fast, and it 's not real muted. I had outfitted my Jeep with some good Teraflex parts underneath so we could deal the approximate road at upper with ease.

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

I cut the brightness level 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 push, compensate Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no worry. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to back up to the bureau. I 'm going to turn on these hindquarters lights to shine inside. Blake and I will ruin and grab. I want you standing outside, but right by the jeep. Keep it running. I need you to stay fresh the area enlighten. But do n't shoot until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes Daddy, '' she said.

What the screw ? Daddy ? Whatever ... I do n't have time to concern about that.

I busted in a pane of glass on Doc 's front door. The noise made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the wholly affair down.

'' center knifelike, '' I whispered to William Blake. `` Keep sweeping the igniter. '' He had a torch, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undid the lock. We entered the office.
Kind of messy for a Doctor 's power, I thought. report and cocksucker were on the floor, things knocked down. Maybe we were n't the first to ransack the place ?

Blake waved towards the backrest, indicating where to go.

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

Stupid ... pudden-head Stupid pudden-head !

He walked past the examining room. I followed, but as I did a living dead came out and grabbed me and knocked me down. Jesus of Nazareth Christ, I thought, as we fell in the hall. I do n't have any of my armour 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 prompt raciness. I could n't get my rifle to bear on something inches away from me. I was kind of sitting on my pistol, so that was no good. I punched him a couple times to retain him away. But Zed never gets tired, or hurt, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar tongue is on my chest rig, if I can just reach it ....

Blake screamed.

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

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

William Blake stood a few invertebrate foot from his own zombie. Doc Brown, from the looks of him. His Edward White coat spattered with blood, he was coming towards Blake.

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

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

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

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

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

Shit shit jack SHIT !

Blake handed me the Francis Scott Key to the cabinet.

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

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

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

I rummaged through the cabinet as William Blake tried to explain.

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV bags. I dumped out a trash can and fox them all in there. Then I grabbed several tube-looking matter and as many panpipe as I could. I also threw in some bottleful of lozenge, and picayune bottle of liquidity that had drug names on them. I do n't know what they were, I took them all. I looked at William Blake as he struggled to speak.

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

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

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

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

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

'' You 're a brave son of a beef, '' I said, my voice cracking.

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

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

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

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

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

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flare from the back of the landrover and lit it. I tossed it a brace groundwork away. I made her force back away, slowly down main Street without any brightness and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare would draw the zombies towards its Christ Within, so they would n't postdate us home. We turned the turning point, and she punched the accelerator for home.

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

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

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

I should possess cleared the elbow room before we passed them. I 've watched enough cop show and war pic to do it that you do n't walk past a ass elbow room without checking it. Jesus.
Blake 's abruptly because of me. I got him killed. Then I had to murder him and allow for him in the street, like a rabid dog.

We pulled in to our complex and quickly got inside. Gayle anxiously took the trash basket full of drugs and began sorting them out on the table. All the former young lady were there, waiting anxiously to see what was going to pass off. It only took about three to a greater extent seconds until someone asked the inevitable question.

'' Where 's William Blake ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She looked at me, my hands were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

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

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

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

'' Six A.M. fille, '' 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 looking glass. She put it in strawman of me.

'' Thanks. ``

'' I 'm not doing this to be nice to you, '' she said, bluntly. `` I need you to calm the snake pit down and get down functioning again. Now, say 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 Dr. 's federal agency. We went by a way that we did n't discharge. I got jumped, then Blake got confronted but he froze up. The Doc bit him ... I shot the Doc but it was too late ... Then I had to shoot Blake ... ''

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

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

'' Look, Michael. Blake was a sweet kid. But he was n't a fighter. When we all crashed into his household, he did n't serve stand off the zombies, he just stood there. It 's not your flaw. ``

'' wellspring, I should n't sustain put anyone who 's that unprepared in that post. That 's why we 're getting up early tomorrow. We 're starting basic training. ``

I stood up to go to bed.

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

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her name. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not sure what your plan is, but you adept observe what you 're doing here. These girls are very ... pinnace right now. And you 're like some hero father figure to them. learn your step. good Night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a terrible sleep.

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Chapter 5 - Basic
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Gayle changed out Lorraine 's IV bag in the centre of the night. The next dawning, her febrility was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

'Basic Training'began with a spoken language about this new humankind, 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 weapons. With youtube television and hands-on preparation, they became adept at handling, load, and clearing the AR-15, the 10/22, and Remington 870 shotgun.
It was rather chilling during training, we could find out Zed moaning out of doors. We had n't locked the gate hold up dark and they were in the circumference. The girls were paying very secure attention.

Finally, it was time for hold out fire training. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the rest of us went up to the roof with one AR and the 10/22 and a cluster of magazines for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the death moan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly dependable, though. Zed ca n't climb up 12 hoof it upright walls.

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

'' Tina, you try it. '' The nice affair about the AR, it shoots a pocket-size but powerful bullet. Still, the kick on that is minimal. woman can easily shoot it without losing restraint of the weapon. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

'' And he 's down ! overnice one ! mate more now. ``

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few times. Erin grabbed my ass at one point, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my doorway last Night when I pulled my peter out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't seem to unsettle her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to receive developed a confused but still strong dislike towards me. Sorry dear, one kiss does n't think we are scoop. Although, she is so damn attractive. And sweet, and secure. Jesus of Nazareth ...

We broke for dejeuner and got the best news ever, Lorraine was awake ! Gayle introduced us
formally for the first prison term. 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 Lothringen, wow. She whispered it was nice to meet me, and held my hand for a few moments. Gayle ushered me out of there.

The rest of the day was more breeding, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 perfectly Zeds on your holding ? We ended up fashioning these big hooks out of some rebar we had in a shake off. Rebar, that super strong steel they use in concrete structures. We tied two circle to that so two or four multitude could hale them across the primer coat. There was a small pitting in the ground outside the fence line, we dragged them over there as just we could. This ended up being the best military posture breeding physical exercise. You used you legs, munition, pectus, heart and soul, everything.

I need these girls to be strong. I need to numerate on them. We need to take back our world.
patsy stayed behind with Lorraine so Gayle could make dinner party prepare for everyone, which was nice.

I really liked the busy action all day. It kind of serve hold on Blake out of my psyche. But in the evening, he came back to bother me. A lot. The girlfriend put on Legally blond. No, not a porno, the one with Reese Witherspoon. I just was n't up for it, though, and retired to my room with a six-pack of Budweisers.

I worked on the figurer, checked the boards for new info, put out some info. We, the scattered few still connected to the Web, were trying to recognize if demise was caused by the bit only, or if it could be caused by transference of fluids. Like, say, a Zed drools on you and it gets in your mouth or eye or a cut. Nobody had anything conclusive yet. I said we should assume it 's transferable without a chomp, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty very much like a George Romero zombi ; not really fast, not smart, drawn to smell, speech sound and motion, and eager for human flesh to eat. Well at least nobody has seen any operative zombies. Unfortunately, it seemed that any end was now a turn-into-a-zombie event. Not just from a bite, but a fondness attack, too.

Then I looked at our provision, our land map, and tried to call up of some plans. wintertime was coming. We could n't plant anything now. But there 's plenty we should be doing. The chief affair was, we needed to clean out the town. But before that, we needed to get these girls in material body and properly outfitted. They were all fag clothes and shoes that did n't really fit.

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

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

I had a couple generous shots of Gentleman Jack, and I tried going to sleep. But aught happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my door again. diddlyshit. My psyche was n't in the right piazza for this. Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the door clear, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Johnson sister. They were n't counterpart, being a pair eld apart, but they had a strong menage resemblance. lightsome reddish hair, funfair hide, cute little freckles ... oh man.

'' Yeah, girls ? ``

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

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

Kristin raised her subdivision 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.

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

But I 'm also a man.

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Chapter 6 - Apocalypse
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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 affair 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 diddley. But it was something like this :

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

The two young woman stood right in front of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's bloomers, exposing her shaved pubic field. She raised Kristin 's leg kind of past tense me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the wall for support. Lizzie proceeded to fondle Kristin 's torso, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her parts. And all the while she 's whispering `` face at these knocker ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so delicate '' and thing 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 trinity before. And let me tell you, it ai n't like in the erotica. One of the girls is usually shy, and then somebody gets their touch hurt because they are n't getting enough attention or whatever ... most people just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two sisters, different story ! Lizzie stopped eating her baby 's kitty and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous mouth was enhanced by the dripping pussy juice from Kristin. Savior, kissing a hot Young fille, who 's got her own sister 's succus on her lip, I was just melting. I was n't mindful at the time, but all thoughts 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 face in Kristin 's Lester Willis Young cunt alright. Her juices already flowing from her sister 's tongue, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my placate 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 tits ... then I got rolled on my back and had Lizzie 's cunt smashing my face and my cock up Kristin 's cunt.

Then ... Well there was rubbing ... and sucking ... and kissing ... and seemingly everywhere I reached there was a nice female share to work with or go down on or sleep with. My cock was never not in a mouth or a pussy for very long at all. I remember at one point pulling my cock out of Lizzie 's fathead and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's mouth. Both of the girls just could n't get enough of each others pussy juices.

A bit later, the girls were sixty-nining, with my rooster going in a hot cunt, and getting licked on the outstroke. holy place Irish bull ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the clock time on all four-spot with Kristin under her ) told me to jacklight off into her whoreson. I did n't really have it off her ass, just pressed the tip against her pickle and jacked myself.

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

... into Kristin 's mouth.

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

Kristin held my cum in her mouth as she licked her sister ass, cleaning it all up. Lizzie promptly turned around and kissed her sister firmly and tenderly and roughly, and they fought for the cum back and Forth. Some ran down Kristin 's buttock. The two girls entwined their leg and strand their slit into each early, cumming severely simultaneously in just a couple minutes. I forced my way from behind so I could try and cream both of their slit. Nice.

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

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

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

Both girls wanted more. I was n't set up to compel anymore. But I laid there, sucking sonant tits while they masturbated themselves on my legs. I did cum one More time ... but there was hardly any cum cumming out, mostly just dust at this point.

The final mark was Kristin at 9 climax, 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 palpate like a loser.

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After our good morning P90 physical exercise, we ate Gayle 's pancakes from my dehydrated cache, and I talked about my superior general program for taking back our little neighboring town. Since it did n't reckon like my crony were coming, I was going to use their nutrient, and triggerman, and other supplies. With all of us, We had about 3 twelvemonth of food in storage.

But that was n't enough. What then ? My plan was to get farming following spring. But we need to clear out Zach and all his Quaker first ; ca n't possess him trampling all over our field of honor and gardens.
Then, soft touch 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 tension. `` Why the fuck would you say that ? Are you fucking stupe ? '' That 's my missy !

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

'' These people 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 Patsy saying something like `` You 're going against God 's plan '' or some shit like that.

Hey, I 'm a believer in the U. S. organisation. You want to believe in the Big Sky Daddy, go right ahead. That 's your right, it 's part of the first gear Amendment. You want to consider in the Flying Spaghetti Monster ? Fine. I do n't care. But your freedom and rights end when they impact my freedoms and rights.

I tapped my coffee cup a few clock time on the table. The blare dimmed, and finally stopped as all eye turned towards me.

'' Patsy ... you can trust what you want to believe. But, you are also a guest in my household. My program, for all the resident of this house, is to try and get through this Zombie Apocalypse, and to restrain living and kill the bad guys. I want to plant crops, I want us to be safe. I want us to endure. I kind of thinking those were reciprocal intuitive feeling we all had. I expected everyone in this house to work towards that finish. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

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

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

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

'' Well, we just ... hold 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. Emphasis on the 'you 're'; replete of scorn. `` No, we have to hold off for a polarity. ``

'' Do you desire to hold back in this house ? My sign ? ``

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

More holla. Gayle glared at me. Lothringen, or Lorrie as I was now calling her, looked at me a little hurt, like she was being left out of something. Deliverer, it did n't feel good to disappoint her. What the fuck ?

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

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

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

I came back with a nice back pack, filled up.

'' gull. First of all, I 'm dreary to throw infringed on your beliefs. That was awry of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

'' And I 'm good-for-naught for the fornicating. '' That brought some snicker and downright laughter.

'' But you 've made it apparent you do n't want to stay here. So I put together a piddling kit here, '' I indicated the backpack. `` There 's water for three days, intellectual nourishment, a crown, baseball mitt, matches, oh and a Bible, of line. Let 's see, no weapons, of track. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

'' What ... what do you think of ? '' 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 for these girls.

'' fool, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't suffer someone here who I ca n't trust not to impart a room access unfastened on purpose. '' I held up the battalion for her.

'' Gayle ? '' mug pleaded.

Gayle looked at her feet. `` You know, Patsy, 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 take a chance that you want these matter to subsist ! ``

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

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

'' The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want ... '' Patsy began. She kept praying as she shouldered the multitude. I helped her adjust the shoulder strap. `` Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will revere no evil. ``

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

'' Surely good and mercy will follow me, all the solar day of my life. ``

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

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

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

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

gravy !

'' Savior ! '' Erin jumped. `` That matter barque, does n't it ! ``

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

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

gravy ! got him.

gravy ! got her.

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

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

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

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

That fifth Zach was now walking in a neat line of products away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... hold ... BOOM !

Got him ! But my excitement was shortsighted lived as we saw several more Zach 's ejaculate from the townsfolk sphere and headed to where mug would be. They were out of image, though.

I turned and headed back to the household. Some of the fille 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 microphone was bluffing, right mike ? '' I nodded. I was. I did n't wait her to really go.

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

We spent the repose of the day preparing our weapons, teaching the young woman how to give care for and pick them, ran through more recitation to make jams etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the chemical group 's stash of similar artillery. My crony wo n't mind, since they are gone ...

The humor was, okeh. People were disappointed with sucker, but nonentity seemed to be upset with me. I just hope we do n't see her as a new 'Angel'. I wo n't pause to shoot her zombie soundbox, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the little girl about my plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` captain 's computer hardware and Dry goodness '' memory. The girls need underclothing, shoe that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these girls have real big tits. And I need them to be capable to run. Big bouncing teat are fun to ascertain in slow motion when they run, but in a Zed berth it ai n't nerveless to have thing going in all directions. Got ta strap those puppy down.

'' I 'm going to postulate two volunteers for tomorrow 's excursion, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now hold on a instant. I need the great unwashed who are sound snapshot, can move quick, and do n't beware getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two more ... Lorrie, dismal sweetie, you need more healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, shit ! ``

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

They nodded their top dog in unison. Got ta love sisters.

So instead of a film that Nox, we all cleaned the arm and checked our packs. We loaded the Jeep with some barter goods, like gallon jug of weewee and canned intellectual nourishment in pillowcase we found some survivors. Also some dry food for thought like split second potato and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

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

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

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

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with tears in her eyes. I held her berm, afraid to match her back. Her breasts pressed into me. Jesus.

'' seminal fluid 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 early day. nonentity is cleaning up the town. We stopped in front of `` master 's '' storage. Peeking in the Windows, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the glass lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, trend. Hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the store. I did n't want to just dash and bust up the chalk, I wanted to keep some integrity to the store. Talking to the young woman, we drove the landrover around the side of the store. I took a set of key fruit, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the landrover and went up the fire escape to the irregular floor. I climbed in the window and cleared the area. The other gal came in. Okay.

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

I took two gradation downstairs, and was met by a Cy 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 threshold opened up behind us. disarray reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't know who to point it at. My girl were yelling, so were the male child ; this was very strain and could go bad in a haste. But I could see these were young kids. I did n't imagine they were serious, just being protective.

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

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

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

'' Ok. See ? Just a regular guy. Erin, missy. humbled your rifles. See make fun ? We 're cool off. Everybody 's cool ... list your rifles on the wall. Nice and loose. Yeah that 's it. Okay, now take off your helmets. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' That 's our dad. Bat professional. We 're his sons. He was killed at the church on that first dark ... ''

'' So, you 're ... Bat Masters'sons ? '' I smiled again. Another joke only old cat get.

'' Well guy wire, I 'm very sorry for your loss. But we need some things for the girls. You fellas motivation piss ? Food ? ``

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

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

'' son, '' I said. `` Before we do any trading, we 've got to ... move out Virgil ... ''

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

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

I opened the back door with the key from Wyatt, and I quickly dispatched pitiable Vergil with my Crovel. Erin helped me get behind him outside. We cleaned up the origin so the male child would n't see anything.

The atmosphere lightened up then. The two sisters went shopping with the son helping. For a crappy minuscule township, they had pretty unspoiled stuff. I guess there 's a pretty far-famed trailhead up in the Sir Henry Joseph Wood, so they get quite a few hiker coming through here needing last minute gear.

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

'' Can we get to the clock tower from here ? '' I asked. It was just a little cupola sort of a thing, sitting on the roof of the second flooring. We climbed the stairs from the ceiling. A couple rush and the clock fell out of the front. gracious position from here, we could see most of the township, now.

I looked at Erin. Her face pleaded with me.

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

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

gravy !

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

BOOM !

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

bonanza !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

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

She also had this excited smell on her facial expression, variety of like the other day. She anxiously scanned for more. Fortunately, for her, other Zeds were drawn to the noise and came out to see what all the dissonance was about.

gold rush !

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

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

'' You 're an awing shot, beauty ! '' And I rested my hand on her trim little ass.

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

gravy !

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

'' Reloading, '' she said. I took that here and now to turn over around her and undo her knock, then just shucked her camouflage bloomers down. She was n't wearing any underwear. She struggled out of one leg, so she could still move. I rested my hand on her silky smooth defenseless butt.

Erin exhaled, I paused, and BOOM !

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

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

And I jammed three more fingers up her oozing cunt.

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

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

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

'' Aim high, '' I said, frigging her with my hired man. `` To the right field of the urine pillar. Just shoot when you need to. ``

I squeezed her clit in between my thumb and digit, her piffling swollen brother sent shivers throughout her body.

BOOM !

'' Fuck ! ! ! ``

BOOM !

'' YESS ! ! ! ! ! '' and she came with acuate muscle contraction. Her juice literally flowed over my fingerbreadth. I jammed my fingers into her mouth, she licked and sucked down her juice and moaned at me. I pulled my hand out.

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

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my Daddy, '' she said softly. `` piece of ass me Daddy. '' Then through gritted teeth : `` Fuck me hard Daddy ! Let me kill these fuckers and fuck me, pappa. ``

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

Erin let out a foresightful 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 problematic on her, though, she was just oozing slit juice.

She took aim some more. I paused.

windfall ! She shot this womanhood Zena in the head.

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

godsend !

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

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

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

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

'' bar it ! '' she giggled.

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

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

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

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

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

'' pappa 's petty fucking fancy woman ? Huh baby ? ``

'' Yes pa oh my nooky GOD ! ``

'' You like Daddy 's shaft ? ``

'' Yeah daddy keep fucking me ! ``

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

'' Oh FUCK YES pop ! Cum in me pappa ! ! ``

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

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

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

'' Oh daddy '' Erin whispered, I could barely hear her in the light dawn zephyr. `` papa ... pa ... ''

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

'' clean me up, baby, '' I said to her. `` I want to germinate a few. ``

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

I fired a few Sir Thomas More times. She was right, it is hard to aim when person is goofing with your sex parts.

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

'' You taste in effect, dad. '' She got a mates more handfuls of cum as I shot more Zachs and Zenas. Fuckers just kept coming. How many were there in this town ?

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

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

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

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The marvelous one ? dumbass ! ``

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

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

'' 10-4. Out. ``

Erin and I gathered up our cartridge and the vacate brass section casing for future re-loading. We headed back down the stairs.

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

Across the store, about 30 feet, was a glassful case about 15 feet hanker that held knives, binoculars, and early high dollar sign item. It was also the check domain with register and reference card machine.

leaning against the suit were our two sister, naked as jaybirds. Their implements of war outstretched, they were holding onto the contrary English of the case. They were holding on because the two brothers were fucking them from behind for all they were Charles Frederick 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 girlfriend part.

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

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

'' NO it 's okay ! '' `` diaphragm Daddy ! '' `` 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 fuck fuck fuck ... '' and started backing off.

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

'' okay ... I 'm going to the landrover. Hurry it up, boys. come on Erin. ``

We started outside. I could pick up Liz saying to Wyat `` Get back here and sleep with me ! He 's very well ! ``

I found an area out back of the depot that seemed to have pretty delicate flat coat. I said to Erin, `` Cover me. I 've got to dig a grave for Virgil. And call the cattle farm. It 'll be another time of day or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

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

Erin looked away. `` No. it was n't like that. My father left when I was 11. He never paid a great deal attending to me. I always tried to get his aid, but he never seemed to care a great deal. I guess, psychologically speaking, I probably have some sober 'daddy matter'. Maybe if the zombies did n't fall I 'd end up a stripper somewhere. ``

We both laughed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

With weeping in my eyes, I took the crovel from Erin and finished up the hole. fierce at the fucked up cosmos, I dug very hard.

'' Sorry, dada. ``

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

I dragged Virgil Masters over to his fix. It was n't 6 infantry trench. More like 4. Sorry Virg, I do n't ingest all day.

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

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... Daddy ... I do n't want you to be my boyfriend, or husband. I do want to keep roll in the hay you. And I love you, I do. But as far as long-term goes, well you 're probably more suitable to Gayle. Maybe I 'll find person to steady down down with. Like the Dizzy sisters have. ``

I finished covering up Virgil. `` ejaculate here, baby fille. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a little 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 Party
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The Masters boy were dressed, but looked a footling sheepish. The President Johnson sisters were beaming, their faces a little even out. Must 've been a pretty estimable time on the knife case, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out loud and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

'' ... and we 've got skid, socks, and habiliment for every one. And, pop man, we got you this awesome hat ! Try it on ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

Things move quickly in the New World.

'' Well, not so fast. This place is very vulnerable. methamphetamine windows all over, the backbone door lock could n't quit a seven-year-old ... '' Shit. What to do ?

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

That seemed to sit okay with people. We were packing the Jeep with the clothing, when Sir Henry Morgan noticed the cumulus of novel soil. 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 crossbreed and have a right avail, ok ? I promise, kid. ``

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

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


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There was majuscule hullabaloo at the house as the new boy were examined, admired, hugged.

But the Andrew Johnson sisters made it very clear ; these boys were off-limits. And they seemed smitten with the Sister, so that was goodness. Then the girls discovered their new clothes, and the screaming was nearly intolerable. Shoes that fit ! pant that fit ! Underwear !

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

'' Only during the bad week, '' she said. `` Rest of the meter, I like to go commando. speechmaking of which, who said you could go shooting sperms inside me ? ``

'' Little slovenly woman ! '' I replied as I finished off another 30-round magazine. `` Your stop just ended, you 've got a few Thomas More daylight until you ovulate. Thought you might like that. ``

'' I did, Daddy-man. And whatever happens here, you can have it off whoever you want, I do n't care. But you can always fuck me. OK Daddy ? ``

'' OK, Little tiger. '' We hugged and kissed.

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

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

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

'' Yeah, surely, love to fuck you any where you want it ! ``

We heard someone coming down the Charles Francis Hall and started talking business.

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

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

'' Just cleaning the guns, '' I explained. `` When they fire, they leave remainder and guck. Got ta keep them clean so they will always put to work for us. ``

'' Can you testify me ? I want to set about doing this kind of stuff with you guys ! I 've shot before. And I 'm feeling all better. '' Lorrie gave me her sweetest smile she had, which was a roll in the hay nice one that could very well send a thousand ships to war.

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

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

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

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

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

'' fountainhead, 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 very knotty actual fasting. How 's your back been doing ? ``

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

'' It 's soundly ! Look ! ``

And she pulled up her shirt, and took it off and handed it to me. She quickly covered her pap with her hands and turned around to show me her vertebral column. 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 ? ``

shag bully is how you 're doing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I held her gently on her dispirited hip joint. Her unsheathed hips. Savior Christ her skin is so soft and fond ...

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

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

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

'' I do n't believe you 're a kid ... '' With a dead body like that ? She 's all charwoman, all the time. `` But, you need to take it well-fixed with that backbone. I do n't desire any stitches to come out. '' I could n't think of anything else to say. I mean, the great unwashed are probably to come back at any moment. Yes, I fucked some of the other young woman, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' coat of arms up. ``

She raised her blazon, her boob 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 subdivision, head, then over her bosom until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

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

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

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

I chuckled inwardly. Menage-a-twat ! I 'd like to menage her twat ... We heard a din 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 name. ``

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

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

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

Gayle came in to say hi.

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

'' I 'm a little touch on. We have to tone their edifice area, it 's not very secure right field now. And we need to check those boys up. They need to get a little, uh, 'harder'. And no, not in the way you think ! ``

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few days I think it would be fine. We need to start taking back the Town anyway. Would be good to have a forth infrastructure there. We 've got radios. We could hook them up with a set of solar panels. It could shape. ``

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

Erin found the pill, touched the sieve a few times, and the next matter you know, Rihanna is blasting from the utterer. It 's a party !

The boy shoved the table 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 dancer or anything, but I do have rhythm. So I was able to hazard I had some relocation. It did n't matter much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

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

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

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

With all the `` Ooh baby, baby '' verse, it was getting crazy. Erin jumped up on the board and took off her T-shirt and shook her well-chosen little boobs for everyone to see ! The boys were dancing with their lady friend, but it was kind of a free-for-all. We were n't really partnered up, just mashing all togther. And there was plenty of bumping and attrition, and 'getting all up'on me, the boys, and the young woman on each other in some sober dirty dancing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We had to re-arrange matter a piffling to accommodate the boys for the night. It was looking like Payton did n't have anywhere to stay on. Imagine that.

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the toilet and bedrooms. I was the go to use a restroom. Got myself a shower, finally. Got to think to check the piss point tomorrow in the storehouse cisterns, I reminded myself.

When I opened the threshold to my little computer room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was stark naked, sitting on the air mattress with her back up against the pillows and the wall. Her right deal was lazily playing with her shaved kitty-cat while her pass on paw toyed with a nipple.

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

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

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

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

'' Keep going, '' I said. Watching a woman masturbate is one of my great delight in lifetime. 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 determine me ... ''

I settled into the office chair. `` Just talk a petty. Tell me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? depict me. ``

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

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

'' I want you to, to stuff your knife inside me. ``

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

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

'' And I want your cock. I want you to ... um ... bang me. '' She slipped in two fingers. `` I want you to fuck me good. Fuck me hard. Fuck me a lot. Fuck me voiceless. And harder. '' Three of her digit fucked her cunt now.

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

'' And I want to suck your cock and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her fingers out of her cunt and daintily put one in her oral cavity. Her lips enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it clean of her juices. She did that to the other two.

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

'' Yes baby, tell me more. ``

I went and stood on the air mattress, straddling her, my turncock just a foot from her boldness. 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 have sex me ... please you have to have intercourse me ... please ... ''

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

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

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

'' I fucked her from behind. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck fuck fuck ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her cunt ! ``

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

Payton lifted her leg up and held it with her left hand, so it was sticking almost striaght up in the air. Like some kind of Rockette or something. This allowed her broad access to her snatch 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 bully. She was n't the prettiest of the bunch by a long shot. But who the fuck forethought. She was awesome.

'' Tell me, '' she gasped. `` William 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 stub. ``

'' Jesus that was true ? ``

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

Without hesitancy 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 pleasance 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 dick all the way up her dripping snatch so good she did n't know what hit her. I had to change by reversal her over, face-down, so she could scream into the pillows.

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

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

At one point, the door opened and Erin stuck her heading in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'sign with my finger to my backtalk. She nodded and sat on the flooring. Pulling her little sweat pant aside, she rubbed her puss as she watched me get laid Payton.

She, Payton, had no idea anybody else was in there as she was in the throes of ecstasy. I rolled Payton on her vertebral column again so I could see her fount when I fucked her. She held on to me besotted, never opening her heart. I squeezed her tits as I lay on her, the nipples hard as fucking rock music. Then I reached around and grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her tightly and going deeper into her cunt. I easily slipped a finger's breadth up her ass. She responded by kissing me hard.

I risked a glance to the English ; Erin was in full onanism way as her hand squab in and out of her pussy.

'' I 'm going to screw your tits, child ! '' I warned Payton.

She opened her centre for the foremost time in about 10 minutes as she watched me fall in between her pleasant-tasting jugs. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left. Payton kind of express mirth but did n't seem to mind.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Payton just lay there in sexual fulfillment, enjoying her instinctive mellow. She swallowed the cum in her mouth, but the repose of it was streaming down her face.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Payton roused out of her stupor to notice Erin.

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

I was taking mental government note. Erin had a way ... between her kissing and smooching and nursling, she was driving Payton crazy.

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

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

I began to sense a bit extra ... but then, later, they made up for it.

- - -

The succeeding good morning we had powdered eggs, freeze-dried ham, and flannel cake. All courtesy of Momma Gayle, with some avail from Lorrie, of course of study. That shit is not bad, pretty tasty, even. Considering the circumstances. The IHOP was, after all, run by Zach and Zed and Zena, at this point.

So this day, we hooked up the Baron Snow of Leicester plough to the Unimog. Too many dead body in the street, you know. We scored rafts of plywood at the hardware store to barricade the superior 's stock. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the east end of briny street. It already had some followers. The cool matter about the Mog is its height. No matter what the izzard do, they ca n't violate in. They ca n't check the meth. They ca n't climb into the cab. So we Parked it in the middle of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for serious long scope and stopping power. Also had an AR, and the suppressed 22. The idea was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would bring more than Zachs, and they would keep shooting. Lorrie would get some real on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Morgan, and Sir Thomas Wyat went down to a side street at the whole other end of the small-scale town. We pulled up to the lastly household. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boys had pitchforks. We also had shooting iron, all of us. The approximation, though, was to go restrained and check the houses.

The for the first time one was a piece of cake. Tapped on the door, all quiet. The house was unlatched, nobody inside. We checked for medication and nutrient, found a pretty undecomposed stash of prat. Some honest food in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No medicine. No arm. Some old lady clothes, that 's about it. We stacked the cans on the porch for later pickup.

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

I wanted the son to get some education, so we had Gayle stand behind the doorway, and she yanked it receptive. Morgan went first and jabbed the fucker right field in the eye. He dropped. Morgan let out a whoop and went to high-five his Brother when I clamped him hard on the shoulder.
'' Shut the ass up ! '' I whisper-hollered at him. He was no-good, would n't do it again.

Found a picayune solid food, a .38 revolving door with 9 plate, some 42-year old Playboys, and some dirty clothes. But we took everything we could find. taper, aluminum transparency, baggies, lav paper, matches, dog food.

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

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

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

'' It 's us ! J. P. Morgan and Wyatt Masters. From the store ! ``

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

'' You the 1 making all the racket ? ``

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

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

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

'' It 's young woman. Thompson. Never had often pauperization for no man. Although, I do variety of like your style, Slim. '' She let that hang. I was n't sure what to say. Was n't expecting to be hit on today, least not by an old lady. She was n't bad looking, for 65.

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

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

We went through 30 More mansion, but no early living folks. Lots of deadened bodies, though ; human and zombie. Did find a right 1911 like mine, four search rifles in various gauge with a few boxes of shell for each.

Suddenly, the radio crackled to life.

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

We piled into the Jeep and shot back towards main street. We got some more info from Erin ; they had moved the truck to try and get a sound localization to frivol away from.

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

'' I know Michael, I 'm distressing. But Lorrie 's trapped. hurry ! ``

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

'' She 's up on the secondly floor. haste ! ``

We broke into the low-spirited storey of the real estate of the realm situation. I killed two zeds with my Crovel. I could discover to a greater extent of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` take care out below '' and threw a couple more izzard down the stairs. gunfire followed as Erin or person killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The zeds were now converging on us. We each fired our handgun until they were abandon. The flooring was slippery from all the ichor and panel, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed heads. I worked my way into what seemed a bedchamber, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a paries, holding back two zombi with just her rifle cask. weeping and screaming, she was going to lose the battle in the future few instant as the conflate weightiness of the two big man zombies was probably 400 pounds.

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

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

'' Come on ! physical body a margin ! What have I been talking to you about for the last 4 daylight ? And somebody go get my Crovel ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

living dead moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

I talked with the local boys after dinner party. I wanted to find out out what commercial endeavour were in town or nearby. Gas Stations of the Cross, stores, welding shop, sporting good computer storage, locomotive engine resort shops, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her way. 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 time of day, we did more than P90 education, except for Lorrie. wellspring, she did a modified edition. She is n't all that pliable yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any happiness right then.

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

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a strong-armer typeface silver screen and you could peach with them. They were much lighter than motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still wear goggles with them. We found all kind of launch pad and protective equipment for the wooden leg and arms, also. The object was to bring in ourselves voiceless to bite.

vertebral column at the spread, we all put on our geartrain for literal live breeding. starting time, everyone got used to hitting me on the head with broomsticks. Did n't even make me through my helmet, but everyone got lots of slug in.

At the Lawnmower resort shop, we got gobs of lawnmower sword. We trimmed up one end to fit the gals smaller hands, then wrapped it in paracord to make a nice grip. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like finale. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some yard rakes, the ruffian kind, not grass rakes. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the middle ace facing forward. I thought this would come in handy.

Then we had one-v-one breeding, with go zombies.

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

Being generally unretentive, except for Payton, the girls were having a rugged prison term with a one-shot kill ; Zed 's arms were too long. The lady friend learned to cut off an arm or two outset, then go for the putting to death. Or kick them in the knee so Zed fell down. Then it was an easily putting to death shot.

Then they tried it with the rake. practically better ! Hard baseball swing to the human knee, down they went. Then they were gentle pickins for a rake-shot to the principal. So that became our primary tactic ; rake them out in the clear, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

Reports from the extraneous world were disheartening. entire cities like New York had fallen into complete shambles. The internet was pretty bound. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those silicon valley bozo always had heavy security.

The HAM radio write up were fearful. Mostly just lonely calls from people in bother. We could n't go help them, cipher was around us. After a while we quit turning it on.

- - -

Next sunup, after our P90 workout, Gayle and Lorrie went to take a crap breakfast while I studied the web. Then, female child and guys all sat me down at the table.

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

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

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

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

Erin laughed. `` commemorate the rophy K computer storage ? I swiped some dainty for you then. '' She hugged me severe and I hugged her back. She cried a footling, then everyone else gave me a little represent. They were mostly from the hardware store in townspeople, but it was awesome. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting wind sleeve, a mobile canteen, some other odds and ends. Some Drakkar Noir from Gayle and Lorrie.

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

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

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

'' Ok thank you everyone. I will use all these in good wellness. Although I may not wear the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a good nose, did n't want to feed him any supererogatory hints.

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

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

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

- - -

As we entered the house, I was told to shower down first since it was `` Daddy appreciation day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my shower on. Would be nice to get clean house first, for once.
I was just getting some sinister blood off my arms when the door opened. I was pleased ! We were so focused lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a while. As long as it was n't one of the guys, I would be glad with whoever it was.

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

'' scrub your back, Mr ? '' she asked sweetly.

'' Absolutely ! '' Holy son of a bitch, it 's Gayle !

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

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

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

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

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

Something very ardent and fleshy squished into my back as she reached around me for the liquid ecstasy and that scrubby, flossy affair that you wash with. It could only be her tit. Jesus, they covered a lot of real estate of the realm, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my spinal column, slowly but firmly pushing. My cock was lengthening a little with anticipation.

She washed my arms as they hung by my side.

'' coat of arms up, '' she said. And washed my pits.

Then she reached around and washed my dresser, first with the scrubby and then with her bare manus. She spent a lot of time on my nipples. Why do men throw nipples ? I do n't roll in the hay, but I was gladiola I did. That felt wonderful.

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

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

I was disappointed as her manus traveled back around to my small back. But then, I was pleased as she rubbed my ass cheeks.

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

She reached between my brass with the scrubby matter, washing my son of a bitch and taint. I hung my caput down, letting the hot body of water cascade down my back.

'' Wow daddy, '' 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 pap and body. She reached around with her other bridge player and gently traced her fingers along my impossibly severely jibe. But that fingerbreadth 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 fan. Just one. Up to the commencement metacarpophalangeal joint. So about one inch or less ... '' Well it felt like Reb The Wad himself was back there. Redeemer. I 'll be a little more careful with girls in the future when fucking their asses.

Gayle gave my cock a safe credit crunch then suddenly let go. She slid down on her knees, and began to kiss my ass impertinence. She pulled them apart, then stuck her tongue in the naughtiest of shoes. I could n't believe it.

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

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

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

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

'' Holy fuck. I mean. Yes ! Of course ! Just admiring the view ! ``

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

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

My left script massaged a tit as my aright hand 's fingers slipped up inside her. Jesus she was so wet inside. Her stiff mammilla tried to place upright up to my tweaking, but I pinched and rolled it all around, causing Gayle to moan softly.

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

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

'' Well, you 've got all these teenagers to sleep together, and they 're so much ... cockeyed than me ... ''

I spread her ass cheek and buried my typeface between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussy, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my tongue up her ass and up her cunt, she seemed to like that. I form of settled in with my ovolo in her ass and concentrated my mouth and tongue on her twat. Her tangy tone covered my face as I tried to burrow into her cunt. Again, I was glad I had stocked up so many razors, not a tomentum in sight.

'' Saviour ... Michael ! '' Gayle moaned.

I squeezed the shit out of both her ass nerve as I continued eating her out. Tight piddling skinny female child are large. No doubt. But a cleaning lady with bender, that 's the one for me !

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

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

I moaned into her snatch, sending oscillation up her kitty-cat. I felt her contractions begin.

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

I swallowed down her creamy succus that flowed down her snatch 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 Ethel Waters till beating down on us, she kissed me tough, and she licked up her own juice off my face. She rose up slightly and settled back down, my putz sinking further up her twat.

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

'' I love that Michael ! Suck them knockout ! Pinch them ! ``

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

'' God Michael that goes straight to my cunt ! to a greater extent Michael ! ``

I hefted one titty in my left hand, and lightly patted it with my right.

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

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

I got more belligerent, slapping both her breast with both my hands. These smacking were n't hard enough to knock anyone down or anything, but her skin was turning a healthy wraith of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to molest her swaying boobs.
I was getting a huge care out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my cock, and watching those tit jiggle with each slap was too much for me.

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

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

I could n't bind it. I came.

As always, that first shot felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my mineral vein. Each subsequent spurt felt unbelievable, too. Gayle felt my voluptuous injection enter her cunt as I pumped more and more sperm into her.

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

My cock began to shrink a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to lick my cock before the exhibitor washed us fresh. I could see she got a skilful portion down her throat.

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

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

We soaped up and actually washed ourselves and finished the shower bath. We dried ourselves and Gayle sat at the piffling chairperson to fix her case. She looked so precious, legs crossed, titty hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a young boy watching mommy get ready. My cock felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, honey ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

'' Oooo ... does that feel dear female child ? Mmmmm ... yes it does ... hapless things ... mmmmm ... that mean old man was slapping you miserable girls ... oh but this feels sooo gooood. ``

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

I squirted a pretty heavy lode right onto her pap, then a couple smaller unity, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her tit as she leaned over and bat my turncock 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 tense'and Panax quinquefolius along with all the a capella Song dynasty, the girls were all kind of punch-drunk and a bit strange. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat succeeding to me during the movie, with her daughter Lorrie on my other side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would happen. But I did n't experience to waitress long.

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

'' What 's a courteous young woman like you doing in a shoes like this ? '' I asked her.

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

'' I just came to talk, '' she said. She had a bottle of my pry Justin Pinot grape noir and a duo glasses. We sat down, me in my rolling chair and her in the metal folding chair.

We talked about a lot of matter, but mostly about our place and what my programme were for the future tense. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of body of work. What we really needed was a way to relieve oneself a zombi spirit unblock region so that we could then begin farming trading operations. Plus we now had lots of new mouths from townspeople that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the hoi polloi we met were overnice, but generally a bit older. Still, some of them had farming desktop. But other than the overlord 's sons, we had n't found anyone near the little girl ages.

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

'' fountainhead I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got kind of defensive attitude. `` I think we 've got a real shot at making something -- ''

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm surely you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is hard to say ... I want Lorrie to feature the love of a good man. produce a family. You know, those sort of things. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' But what ? ``

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

'' She 's head over heals in lovemaking with you. Most of the young lady are attracted to you, but she 's actually in love. ``

She 's in love with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two chief issues here. Number One is, you, Gayle. And Number Two, I 'm not surely I 'm ready to steady down down just yet. I mean, I will at some dot, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to go on our group going. I do n't experience if I have time for a real relationship. It 's umm ... it 's moderately easy rightfield now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the door. ``

Gayle rolled her eyes.

'' Hey, sorry, that 's just how it is. I 'm not make to be monogamous with anyone right now. And If I was, well, I 'm not sure I would pick Lorrie at this degree. ``

Gayle kind of made a disappointed face.

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

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't wait 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 splice Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. Keep it in mind. ``

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

'' I 'm fine with that ! Just .... be loose 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 cascade today ? That does n't appear to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the rest period of her wine. `` I 'm not gross. I had this vision of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't voice full at all, does it ? I mean, I at least precious you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds kind of stupe now that I say it out loudly. ``

I drank the eternal sleep 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 older man. He like the full-figured gals like Marilyn, Mamie, Rita, etc., but his favorite was the Italian babe, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a fair resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly things like kill a caboodle of automaton with your bare fists and issue forth back for your payoff. Hey, since you 're reading this, the cyberspace is working again. Go look her up. Sophia, I mean. Check out some of the new icon of her, when her whisker is moderately 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 hand on her nerve. `` Even if I fell in dearest with your daughter, and wanted to spend the relief of my life with her ... how could I possibly only wee-wee love to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her good backtalk. Her handwriting came up to me, she ran her finger through my hair.

Our lips pressed a slight unbendable together and our sweet-scented buss turned a little hotter as I moved into her a little more than. I broke the kiss, only to get a slightly unlike angle and start kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her lower lip, and sucked it into my lip, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her back against the wall. With both my workforce gently holding her case, I kissed her with passion and fondness like I 'd never felt before.
Gayle had slipped her hands underneath my t-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my backrest. Then she continued to buss me as she pulled me cheeseparing to her.

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

'' You 're just being nice. ``

She slipped my t-shirt over my head.

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

So I stood barefoot in the desk light, in just my faded blue jean with a bulging crotch.

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

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a little for her.

'' sugariness the Nazarene, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

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

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

'' Pick up those exercising weight, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a duad 30 Cypriot 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 in good order hand gently rubbing her pull up stakes breast, and her left wing forefinger in between her battlefront teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of sang-froid to know I turn on a skirt. 38 years old. Semi-ripped. Still have my tomentum, all of it. I guess I 'm not the worst guy they could run into in a zombi spirit apocalypse.

I went and stood in front of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my weapon, like I was going to post her over a threshold. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one virgin in my whole biography. It did n't go so well. Lots of pain. watchword. Shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

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

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

'' I ca n't believe of anyone I 'd rather have do it, '' she said, twirling her finger's breadth through my hair.
I kissed her her on the back talk for a few moments.

'' You want me to, get laid your daughter ? '' Long ... kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to have to suck her tits for a genuine retentive time. '' osculation ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to lap her pussy. '' buss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suck my stopcock. '' Kiss with some lingua ...

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

'' How do you know ? ``

'' I 've made her practice. On bananas and cucumbers. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No shit ? ``

'' No shit. I told her it was an authoritative acquisition. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing place, but we kept close and kissed more than. I undid the smash on her robe, sliding my script between her smooth skin and the robe. I cupped her ass cheek and pulled her to me, she could feel my hard-on now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to 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 side by side to each early, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just love tits. All tits. There 's just something about them that drives me nuts. Yeah, big surprise. But more than virtually guys, I love them. I love to solve, and nybble, and twirl my tongue around them. And they all feel so different. Some are firm, some are really spongelike, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as a lot as I could. Some nipple morsel here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too practically time on the nipple, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could suck them for hr ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Christ no. It 's like the dear massage in the world. Only better. I 'm a thousand pct relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How unspoiled is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

wellspring, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her tits and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's external respiration increased, so did my vigor. When she panted a piddling, I grabbed her pussy. With my ribbon on her clitoris, I slipped a finger in between her mouth and frigged her nicely. Then a little harder and faster as I bit down on a big nipple of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' sucking the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left field tit up to her expression 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 minutes when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few times. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic waves washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' delay, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me take a breather ... too ... sensitive ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a good prison term for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her branch and guided my cock to her cunt opening.

I pressed in ... Jesus Christ she was so wet I just slid correct in.

'' Michael ... just a bit ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fuck .... ''

As my free weight set down on her, our pelvises rubbed, re-igniting her clitoris. Gayle thrashed around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't form any real Christian Bible, just groan and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say shit but it was too much effort. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a uninterrupted medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck other hombre. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend English. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guys. '' I sped up my pound to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy fuck ! Oh diddly-squat Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of time, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking hard. `` She should n't ... oh Deliverer Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it bend you on ? ``

Without waiting for an solution, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her chest, sticking my pussy-sopping turncock into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your daughter watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your pap, your ass, oh that 's nice babe yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy puss ... and not just once but a lot of metre. ``

Well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this percentage point, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on mamma Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a torrent down her throat. Load after load of hot spirt shot into her mouth. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

trousering, she rose up to take in her breath.

Then she called me an asshole and Slapped my face !

She sat there, all defiant, her center gleaming. I was fucking turned on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her face down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her branch and shoved my shaft back into her cunt. Gayle arched her backrest as I entered her, and she moaned out flash. I was rather impress with myself, even though I just came, I was make for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at night ... with her in the room ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your snatch ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a honest mom. ``

'' You 're a great mom ... a Fucking smashing mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No solution. I forced my hand under her abdominal cavity so I could grab her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrong ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her physical structure is so firm ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to suck cock ... ''

'' No Michael ... stop it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm indisputable. ``

'' turn back it ... please oh shucks oh shop oh shucks I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her pussy ... man ca n't you almost sample it ? '' I pulled my mitt from Gayle 's pussy and rubbed it on her brim, impudence, pushed my finger inside her mouth so she could try it all.

'' You want to taste her ... '' I began cumming inside her pussy. Her cunt rampart gripped my putz and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh shag yes ... ass yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the second metre, filling up her cunt with perfervid hot sperm.
After a twosome hour, 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 tongue and lips, sucking up the blend 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 love to me. This will be the utmost time. I want ... I want Lorrie to have a chance. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the last clock time, we fucked again in the morning.


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Chapter 10 - The particular date
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The future day was moving day for the Johnson baby. We got the passkey place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and live. I 'll include to some jealousy there, those chick were pretty risky little honies !

So we spent near of the day trying to block off the Ithiel Town. We 'd been to every house, killed every zombie inside the homes, sheds, barns, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always to a greater extent zombie. 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 fiddling killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a tight spot where we are protected, but we can kill them with sticks or spears or something. ``

'' Genius ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up something and then fall down. So the twilight kills most of them. Or at to the lowest degree breaks their legs or vertebral column. That would salvage, ammo, right ? ``

The daughter sort of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ladder and jump ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me mean. '' I had it. So simple, it just might work.

'' brainy ! Lorrie, it 's bright. We get some merchant vessels containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a orthogonal tube. We tilt them up at, like a ten or twenty level slant. We 'll need lot of them. pile them on top of each other or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 human foot mellow and they walk out the end of the last container right into slenderize air. They smash on the terra firma -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a hard landing place place ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the area with fence or more shipping containers ... ''

'' And when the area fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't have to charge any of them ! ``

We were all very lofty of ourselves. It 's a capital fucking idea. Except, we did n't take any shipping containers. Or a way to move them. Or a crane to stack them.

Eh, minor details.

- - -

We cleaned up more of the township. Not too many living tribe, but it 's secure to rid of the lurker. Zed likes to mouse around and turn up in the most bizarre places, so it 's effective to make him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as zealous a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her hired gun, Lorrie really wanted it done up last and personal. She wanted to depend into their dead centre as they died again.

We had cleared out a plane section of houses, then we went back to them to hold back for salvageable stuff and nonsense. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this nice old business firm, checking things out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not sure enough what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't guess there will be any more. I do n't know ... ''

'' Whaddya mean you do n't know ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a minuscule steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I tell her that her mom wants US to snare up ?

'' Well, you guys are swell together, it would be decent to have a real daddy ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my real pop, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never mind, it 's mulct. It 's fine ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nobody can shut you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the house some more. It 's kind of sad, looking through a dead somebody 's life.
Usually, we just look for condom where we might detect guns, trunks for ammo, kitchens for food etc. But this menage was different. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this house. I mean really. I could live in this sign if it were n't for the shit zombies. ``

'' Wyatt said it was once the Mayor 's menage. The townspeople built it a recollective time ago for the then current mayor to live on in. But later, it got bought by some fertile multitude ... The Town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your size, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couple outfits. `` She had some preference. Where in this townsfolk would she wear this stuff ? This is like, New House of York metropolis, 20 year ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some moans from the street.

'' Duty calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' remind me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, Mister ! '' She waggled her big blade at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the Hardware memory board for lunch, now re-named master key and Samuel Johnson, in honor of the upcoming nuptials between the Masters boys and the Johnson sisters. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a moment ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two pulley-block back to that prissy house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a couplet things from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quickie ! Am I old news already ? ``

'' You 're never old news, my little favorite. 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. variety of like that Demi Thomas Moore dress from 20 years ago. And I grabbed a span of dainty heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's okay ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a geek. ``

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.

'' check grinning, Daddy, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your plan, Daddy-man ? You going to select her to dinner ? Not many restaurants open right now ... ''

'' wellspring, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' eccentric. Ok, I 'll mean of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

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We spent the residual of the day getting the Johnson Sisters and the original sidekick situated. I let them have two solar panels and a deep cycle barrage fire so they could have lights and charge up barrage. We got them some food and pee, too.

Eventually, the rest of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the Jeep. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting showers and having a cocktail or two as we played some music telecasting on the TV. It was kind of cool. At one compass point, Erin dragged a packet into my calculator elbow room that included the dress and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her tits and said `` Do n't forget about me, Daddy ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her pussy through her camo pants a trivial bit.

'' Ooooh Daddy ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the shower bath ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can taste it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the rampart, little kick. Spread em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underwear. I undid her pant and yanked them down to expose her ass. I could see her cunt lips, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous little booby with my left hand and with my right, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, daddy ... yes ... touch me ... ''

While squeezing her tit heavy, I gently rubbed her pussy lips, feeling her moisture already, my hand spread them apart. I pinched her nipple hard 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.

'' Quiet babe ... stay quiet ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just papa. Just dada feeling up his picayune young woman ... His bad little daughter ... and her wet cunt ... daddy likes her wet cunt ... yes ... he will figure out it again soon ... yes dada likes her pussy ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, Daddy, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, papa ... but do n't terminate ... have it off me anywhere I do n't wish, dada ... even If you marry Lorrie, just be intimate me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her slit harder, squishing around in all her pussy drippage. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a just daughter ... you like me squeezing your tit ? ``

'' Yes papa ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the time. We shower together, and I pee on her tits in the exhibitioner. You should see us pappa ... you should pee on her pap, too ... oh god ! Irish bull shit shit diddly-squat ! I 'm cumming dad cumming so good oh shite oh shit ! ``

Erin soaked my hand with her succus. I slipped my drenched middle finger right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in front line of me, to suck my fully raging hammer. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet manus. She licked it clean of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might postulate this later, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her trouser, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the waiting room a few minutes later, nobody seemed to note. I took my shower.

I came from my shower and met Erin again, who handed me a nice moth-eaten Coors Light.

'' fountainhead thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boys and girls for dinner. You know, help them out with their first meal and stuff. ``

Nice plan, Erin ! What a good miss she is ...

'' Well, who 's going ? I 'm sort of rhythm, but I do n't cognize if I like the estimation of us separating, especially at night. ``

accuracy was, Zach had been pretty calm lately, we seemed to take in killed virtually of them in town.
But I had to build 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 estimable ! '' She winked at me.

'' fountainhead 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 detain with her. We need you up here to pay heed. ``

I thought about it for a few moments, hoping to take it reckon right. `` well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over plans and rules. I was n't too concerned, but I did n't want anything stupid to materialize. And you can always reckon on Zach to make thing stupid.

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We all said au revoir to each other as the group went to down to see the overlord and Andrew Johnson Hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a petty worry. zero serious. I 'm going to roost in my way, I think. ``

'' I was going to make us some dinner, I 'll ship you in a plate ? ``

'' Sounds in effect, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few minutes later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked great in her khaki shortstop and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, young lady ? '' I made an exaggerated bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her outdo fake southern accent. `` fountainhead are n't you just a lamb man ? I would love to ! ``

I picked up the southern drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from Texas so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` Well darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a picayune something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too kind, sir ! I would just be enthralled ! I mean, after all, what sort of dinner outfit is one with blood 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 crucial. What is important is that dinner party is in one hour, and I do n't require to see hide nor hair of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shooed her out of the room. I had things to do !

Within the side by side hour, I whipped up some freeze dried beef stroganoff, canned edible corn, and honest-to-goodness Bisquick cookie ! Then I perked myself up a little, shaved, put on my beneficial shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty estimable, if I must say so.

In precisely one hour, Lorrie made her entrance. And what an entrance !

The dress, Black. The figure, bare shoulders, with about one-inch shoulder strap that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's ample cleavage. Tight around her stomach, flowing over her rose hip, and ending just above her knees. Her bare ramification stretched down to her satin black stiletto 3 inch heels. Her rich brownness hair tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally rippled way. Just a little makeup to spotlight her eyes and some lip semblance to make her rim shiny.

I could n't speak. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a turn a few human foot away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I reckon okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her hands clasp and her eyes shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so striking ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little wafture at that point. `` Good dark you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' fountainhead, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me perturbed ! `` How about I escort you to the lounge where we can get a cocktail. ``

She went into her southerly accent again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the legal age for boozer beverages is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a peace officer, I shall turn myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the silver necklace around her neck, my workforce lingering on her delicate tegument. She put in the matching earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't think that this was ever potential again ! I feel like royalty or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her warm waist as she snuggled close. I made us some Grey bozo screw auger over ice. It 's a mere drink, just vodka and rose wine 's lime juice, but it 's dependable and to the point.

We sipped our drinks, told each other good story little chronicle, talked about old prison term. The thing was, she had a way of making me seem interesting. But it was n't forced, she seemed arouse about what I had to say. She was either very good at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a plate of food back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a cool down chardonnay. I find Andrew D. White wine to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me story of near-misses with boys ; tons of boyfriends but about were scared of her or too dullard to know what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your classes ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some occupy vista, for for certain. And one professor who already promised me an'A'if I would sleep over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this shit came down ... '' She waved her deal at the violative outside world.

'' What about you, why is there no Missus around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had fuss remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the right one, I guess. ``

'' And what tear now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't look to be having any female problems 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 gentleman does n't kiss and tell. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her interpreter trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an answer. But I was having a hard metre concentrating with all her tit physique and cleavage jab through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest girl here. Prettiest girl anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some practice I could be as near as her in bed, I 'm sure ! I 've watched lots of video, and, ohmygod I should shut up ! I 'm so hinder ! ``

I stood up and held out my hand to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some delicate music, this old 70s group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my bridge player to her waist as hers clasped around my neck. We swayed gently for a few here and now, and I pulled her closer to me.

Her body melted into mine, her massive breast pressed into mine. Her pilus smelled Delicious, some flushed shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a little social rank as we 're working hard killing Zeds. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled alike heaven.

My dick began to tweet. And to fill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a second babe. '' I had to get to in and correct my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable position. `` All better now. ``

'' You get, hard that fast ? I 'm regretful, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get unvoiced very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvises contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hand down her back, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my liveliness, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my cheek and lingered for a present moment. I turned slightly and met her lips with mine. Oh god, she was so soft and ardent. She opened her sassing slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each other. My right-hand script came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a couple of my fingers.

After a few moments, our mouth parted. But I pressed my forehead to hers, maintaining a very confidant 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 lip working me over. Her hot tongue licked my amphetamine lip, then darted inside my mouth. I tried to wrestle her tongue with mine as our passion increased. I grabbed both her ass brass full on and grinded my tool into her. She responded with a little gasp, and then proceeded to suck my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The Story of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me indite this constituent of the story. I was taking originative writing in schooltime when all of this went down and, so, I think the story needs my touch. So yes, I was completely in puppy 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 matter, like Mom 's empurpled vibrator, her spyglass dildo, a cuke, and some other assorted, um, 'items'inside me. But not a substantial 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 point and I was just past tense 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 prepare to hoard social security department ! ( 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 early hoi polloi had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very luxuriously standards. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the line, I think I was about 13 or 14, I watched a movie with Mom. It was called 'Tombstone .'Maybe you 've seen it. It 's the fib of James Wyatt Earp and his brothers. It starred Kurt Russel as Sir Thomas Wyat, and had Lot of early cool down people in it. But the reason I 'm telling you this, is because this is the beginning time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to write his name and draw flowers around it. I used to write my name and his name together, and I would write 'Lorrie Elliott'and meet pages with hearts and heyday ! So you do n't screw him ? He was Virgil Earp. Tall, slightly graying hair, and THAT vocalization ! trench baritone, Texas accent, and his fibre was just a jazz MAN about everything. He was also in ghost Rider ( my second dearie picture show, behind Tombstone ) as the guy in the graveyard who tells Nicholas Cage what 's going on with everything. He did a lot of TV commercials, including Ram Trucks for the lowest few years right up to the zombi spirit Crash.

I do n't get it on where he is now, but I 'm sure he 's in Texas doing just amercement. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega crush on some old movie actor.

fasting forward money box now. We girls were on the run from the zombies, and we were losing citizenry left and right. You ca n't even guess the little terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained much about 'the wreck'of civilization in this story. ) He was all set up there in his bunker drinking coldness beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were nigh destruction at every step. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to mount a fence. I could feel hot parentage running down my back and I could see the fear in everyone 's eyes as we tried to find a menage to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this house, and then passing out. I have coup d'oeil of things from then on, but I 'm not sure as shooting if they are my literal memories or assumed ace since I 've heard the report so many times.

What I do recall is waking up and not knowing what the nookie was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty much lying in a torrent of what smelled like pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a unusual room I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to fill me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our lives at the very end potential present moment before we were all run through alive. He had taken us to a safe place that had food, urine, electricity, movies, torpedo, Zea mays everta, and he was n't an SOB ! He patched me up and kept me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first time a little while later that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the night before getting me some medicine, and he was now training the girls in shooting skills so they could all kill zombies.

So here 's the scene : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a TEXAS stress ! Not real strong, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got jean on and some kind of army sweater on, and military-looking thrill. His air, his demeanor, he was just ... well he was n't a kitty, I can evidence you that ! His handsome facial expression appeared tip over about something, and yet he was pure fragrancy and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a finger around my ear, pushing my hair's-breadth off my side and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the succeeding duad of days, while I 'm recovering, narration start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the girls, and he 's got a big shtup cock. So let 's recap. Big cock, handsome guy, tall, Texas dialect, has his darn together, kills snake god without batting an eye, saves damoiselle in severe distress, likes musical comedy and retro rock-and-roll, is apparently skillful at pleasing the ladies, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 estimable things to one not-so-great thing. Fortunately, I 've had a life-time long love affair with my older Sam, so that one affair is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally nous over heels, prime time in sexual love with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was convince him that I was so much better than the 8 hot infant already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an bruise virgin like myself !

things went along for a time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really need to appear at me at clock time. Now, I do n't want to appear like all stuck up and shit, but I 'm jolly hoot cute. I was thinking it was maybe my boobs. Guys are so unearthly. They seem to like boobs, but if you 've got over-sized I like I do, they just make fun of you or get all poor fish or, I do n't know what. I know there 's guys who think that 'more than a fistful is a waste', and then there 's guy wire who just love monumental boob. How do I jazz this while remaining a virgin ? simple-minded ! I watch a lot of porn and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few details of their alone sentence together. I knew she was smitten ( her word, not mine ) but she also knew it was just kind of a spree ; Michael did n't look to want to get too attached at this stage. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guy cable, I would n't just finalize down with one and tell the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. tardily at night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could find out mom giving herself an coming. Squishy sounds in a minor room, can only be one thing, ya have intercourse ? 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 digit in my snatch and spread my orgasm around my stiff pap. Then, I lick them clean. I think it 's very sexy. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a little bend. After I swallow down my juice, I like to just hug my knocker to my face, like soft warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my nipple more, but usually they just console me. Most nights I drift off to slumber that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'care was to suit a world-champion zombi spirit slayer. And so when my back healed I worked very hard and listened to everything he said and I got fucking trade good at it ! Erin is a better hit man than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the best of all the girls. My tools are, a Gerber mini-machete and a farsighted painters pole. On the rod, we worked up a spike with variety of a `` Tee '' on it. The move is, I use the perch to try and pick apart down the Zed, then hack his fucking brain with the machete. If he 's really big and I ca n't knock him down, the perch at to the lowest degree keeps his arms off me while I hack them before I get to his stupid head.

I used to be variety 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 business organisation outside my little traffic circle of supporter. In shortsighted, I was a narrow taunting. But hey, we can all convert !

Now, I feel naked if I do n't have my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel nervous if I do n't also deliver 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 world, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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OK I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to write about my first base sexual experience with another individual, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's mighty, it 's his floor and I 'm only a guest writer. Still, I just stood up and farted in his general direction, just to teach him a lesson.

So where were we ... Ah yes ! The saltation ! 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 activity ! But Chris was too shy and did n't know what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Christ Jesus of Nazareth you the great unwashed need to calm down.

So, Michael made us a light but fantastic dinner. Obviously, he did n't desire us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the drinks, for sure. He was so variety, and sweetness, and staring into my eyes, when he asked me to trip the light fantastic toe I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our torso touched. He traced the scrape on my backrest from my neck down to my down back. It was sexy, not stark, 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 sense little stirrings in my pussy during dinner party, but proficient nobleman I was on flaming when we started dancing ! His strong arms wrapped around me, his manly scent enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me tight, my breasts crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could feel something on his right leg. Something surd. I 'm sure it was his turncock, but I thought it was in the middle between his legs, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a second, sister. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his paw down his own bloomers. `` All serious now. ``

I was n't sure enough what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of pornos, the cocks were usually just hard ; I did n't get laid how longsighted it took to go from soft to grueling. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This sentence, I could feel all of his insensibility pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that laborious. holy place dump ! My mammilla were strong, I can state you that, and my cunt seemed to be on fire, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The awkward, mis-proportioned miss ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his brass, then he turned and he met me with his oral cavity. Our natural language danced and time seemed to tolerate still. Next thing I know both his hands are on my ass cheek, and he 's pressing his hard stopcock into my tummy. I moved a little sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a common slut. But I did n't like, it felt so GOOD !

We kissed for several moment, lost in each others lips. His deal felt so good on my butt, squeezing hard, almost too hard but it not quite. My hands eventually drifted down his side of meat, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare skin for the first fourth dimension. He did n't have an oz. of fat on him. I ran my work force up the front end of his chest, feeling the form of his hard stomach and then the fashion plate of his intemperately 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, piddling lady ! '' he responded. `` I do n't retrieve you understand how good you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his branch like I was just a piece of music of newspaper publisher ! 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 make out what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' Well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, sorry looker. I was going to ask if you 'd help me wash away the landrover ? ``

'' Sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, colly mouth. But this was n't the sentence for subtlety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the Jeep can await until tomorrow. '' He started towards his room, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too run down and worn out. Virgin busting is toilsome work, or so I hear. ``

He just smiled and set me down gently after we entered his elbow room. He arranged the air mattress and turned on a indulgent brightness, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a naked man before ? In someone, I mean ? ``

I shook my promontory, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my pass, yes.

'' O.K., stay there, I 'll strip for you. ``

He unbuttoned his yearn sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely pass off. He threw the shirt on the trading floor. Kicked off his shoes, then pulled his socks off.

'' end chance ! '' he said as he stood there with his hands on the fly of his jean. `` You can still game out ! ``

In a slightly quivering voice, I answered. `` I might just kill you where you stand if you stop now. ``

He laughed, but I think he saw I was n't kidding.

Turning his book binding towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his pants, slowly, slowly exposing the crack of his seat buttock. His ass was perfect. As he removed the pants completely, I marveled at how the muscle in his legs and butt flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his arms outstretched a little and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the fount was a three-foot monster cock.

Well, I was a Virgin, remember ? It seemed like it was three base long. He told me later it 's about 8 inches. All I know is that it was far bigger than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to death of this thing, and wanting to devour it with my mouth and pussy.

lecherousness 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 here and now, strong, musky. My hands on his second joint, I knew from the pornos what I was supposed to do, but doing it for actual is a different account. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's nice. ``

I began to build out with his cock, and my right hand came over to grip it. Jesus Christ ! The pelt is so soft, but underneath is so hard ! How is this possible ? And the pelt moves around on the exterior a fiddling, fascinating ...

Gathering up my courage, I opened my mouth and covered his whole tip with my rim. trade good god, my back talk was outdoors almost as much as it could, and I only had about an inch inside ! How do those girls deep throat like in the flick ? But it felt so cool, so good, and then I had a salty taste in my mouth. I pulled back and I could see this juice ooze 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 cleaning lady seem to detest the perceptiveness of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer love life it, though. I hoped I would care it.

After a couple transactions, Michael helped me indorse up to standing.

'' sister, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this dress ? ``

He turned me around and undid the little clench in the back. After stepping out of my wearing apparel, he slid my underwear off. The consequence of verity was coming, he was going to see my oversize boobs in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy shit ! '' Michael exclaimed when he turned me around.

'' Am I, '' I stammered. `` Am I ... okay ? ``

Michael held me and kissed me.

'' You 're the most gorgeous, perfect woman I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me hard again.

After a few consequence, I broke the kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to start oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm sure enough there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a chronological sequence of events. And I want to do them all at some point. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't believe I was all tongue-tied. Usually they ca n't shut me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to osculate more ? Just tell me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just hop-skip all the foreplay and get to the fucking ? I 'm really ready now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively overspread surface. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weighting on his weaponry. I could feel his cock bumping around down there, I opened my legs as all-encompassing as I could. He reached down to lieu his cock, and suddenly it was there at my entryway. He rubbed it up and down my pussy a few times, coating his rooster with my juices. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` ass me. ``

His pecker inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never stimulate imagined. He pressed his hard pecker further into me, pulling it back out a little and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was nothing like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me foster than I thought possible. I could n't suspire for a moment.

'' That, my dear, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a back, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should have done more of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His tongue circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some pressure, ahh that 's substantially, gave me a minuscule respiration room.

'' Bring your tits up, '' he told me. He was resting on his manus so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my face, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my face, my nipples pointing right at him. He bent his heading down and kissed my left nipple, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning dash went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my nipple to my pussy. His warm mouth engulfed my backbreaking nipple and he sucked it inside his oral cavity. As the spark continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the former one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my nipples were almost touching each other, he tongued both of them frantically, first one and then the other. My puss felt like it was on fire ! Suddenly, the cold-shoulder aching down there was gone, replaced by a strong, stunning feeling.

Michael pulled his turncock most of the way out. I was about to dissent when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Redeemer christ, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could grab his ass and rive him into me. God it felt so fucking well. I 've masturbated a few thousand fourth dimension but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his unhurt exercising weight on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in concluded control of me, I could n't propel anything except my pelvis, up and down to meet his stroke. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his turncock impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God shucks I loved it.

Each CVA he ground into my clit. Each stroke I moaned or grunted or made some sort of pharyngeal, primal noise. My puss was stretched to it 's demarcation line, but I did n't want him to break off, no fucking way. At some pointedness he reached for and found my will tit. He molested it with his helping hand so 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 eye, he encircled my rigid tit, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it feel better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my nipple, then drew it in my backtalk and gently sucked it. I do this all the clock time, but I always thought it was a piffling weird to suck on your own trunk percentage. I did n't call up anyone else would reckon it was ok.

He told me to hold onto that one while he brought my other tit up. I sucked on my left while he sucked on my right field. His fuck had slowed, but he was doing these retentive, brawny cerebrovascular accident now, slamming into my body. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' Switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded tits, kissing in between.

'' Hold them, sister ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his hands and started REALLY fucking me fasting and intemperate. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and knocker as intimately I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the place as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his hurrying, I felt that wonderful sensation developing in my kitty-cat. 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 fuzz. Michael told me later I just panted the news 'Fuck'about a G times, with the occasional 'Fuck me Daddy'thrown in just for fun. As my orgasm neared, I arched my back and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my orgasm exploded throughout my body. As my snatch trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this long, stretched out orgasm that I had never even dreamed of before. I could n't breathe, I could n't blab out, I could n't move, I was just a bunch of raw pleasance nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful putz. moving ridge of cum cramp involuntarily wracked my organic structure. 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 pussy up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his middle finger right up my SOB. It felt fantastic. From watching pornos, anal sex always looked interesting, but also very scary and something I could never picture myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't look all that far-fetched.

With a outcry of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this grand hot flavor in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His shaft trembled many multiplication, and I clenched hard mightily back at him, squeezing as mean as I could. Yes I was a virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my bomber, my backup dada, had fucked me and cum in my twat. I was felicitous beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his peel covered in a light exertion. His smoothing iron cock seemed to get shrunk a lilliputian, or else I was so elongate, I could n't enjoin. He kissed me a trivial, 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 wave off me, I started to detest that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.

'' have 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 awesome and this was wild and holy shit I ca n't trust it ... ''

'' It was good, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was fantastic for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Saviour ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm cat out. ``

Oh yeah, good idea. He probably should n't give birth cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a cloudburst of Elwyn Brooks White cum poured out of me onto him, covering his pecker, ball, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! goodness god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't concern, I 'll clean it up. ``

With only a minuscule hesitation, I licked up the first gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't like it ? The first sense of taste was okay, salty, midst, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also taste pussycat juice, how roll in the hay cool is that ! Our succus were mixed together ! And, it was fine. In fact, it was commodity. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk saucer, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard shaft, he showed me how to grip it at the rear and thrust towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the intimate thermionic valve. Mmmmm, more cum right from the tap. When I got to his Ball, he warned me to be slow. Balls are so uncanny, so raw, and ... ugly ... but in a cool way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the hair and gave me a fiddling tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to give been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both athirst, and even a little hungry. I put on his garb shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the release just to keep it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his way towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guy cable ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her little kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too unforesightful for her and did n't cover up much on top, either. Her nerve looked a little rose-cheeked, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a secondly ! '' she said as she grabbed some cooky from a software system. She glanced at Michael, who stood there bleak naked with a gleaming half-hard cock, 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 simply living macho-man within who knows how many miles, and who can bed like a maven, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her unvoiced. I cried a little, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was grotesque. 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 elbow room. I watched his ass work as he walked.

'' beloved ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. rent of joy and felicity, but she did n't know that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't have to chip in him up, for me. I mean, he 's marvelous ! I could never do that, not in a million years ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh beloved, I just wanted you to have a gibe at some felicity. With things the way they are, who knows what 's going to happen today, tomorrow, next week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're happy, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hair, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so delicate and Mommy-like, it was nice to take hold on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my screw God yes. You would n't trust how aphrodisiac ... oh yeah, maybe you would believe how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a little bit about sexy things and Michael, and then I asked her something that was bothering me.

'' So Mom. Uh. Anal sex. I um, I want to do it. Tonight. I want to give him everything. But, how do you, um, get fix ? I mean we do n't have any Astroglide like you use at home ... ''

'' What do you intend ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a minuscule slovenly woman ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty expert spank.

'' Well, the truth is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' wellspring, deary. I 'm a fiddling onetime, and when women get older they do n't always lube as a lot as they used to. I 'm sure, for you, that your pussy juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough slit juice ! ``

'' Just pussy juice ? But ... how ? I do n't require to get hurt. There 's no Dr., you know. '' The the true was, I really wanted to get tail end fucked but I was scared to last of Michael 's big cock in there. But I knew some of the former girls took him, so I had to be at to the lowest degree as trade good as they were at it.
'' Well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for heaven 's sakes. Lean up against the comeback. Goddamn kids these days I swear to God, ca n't work out anything out. Go on, unfold your legs, yes like that. ``

Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.

'' Mom ! '' I gasped.

She easily slipped two fingers inside me as far as they would go, then she finger fucked me for about xxx endorsement or so. I could find my arousal edifice, and I could find my juices starting to flow again.

'' See ? So you get your fingers as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her finger's breadth and then fret my dickhead, depositing my juice on it. She repeated that again, only this time she pressed a bingle finger inside my ass a small bit.

'' okay so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow. I mean, He has to go boring. '' Mom slipped her fingerbreadth completely inside me, in my butt. It felt wonderful. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass brass. `` He should also use some spit, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spit onto my dickhead. Her finger continued to fuck my butt as her other hand rubbed my cunt. Then she pulled her finger out my butt, but instantly I could sense TWO finger's breadth pressing against my back door. Oh shit !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan pipeline had just entered me, when in fact two fingers were n't even half as long or half as all-embracing as Michael 's rooster. I do n't acknowledge how this is going to work. I 'll never be able to fit his prick back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my head, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to feel fuck both of my maw as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

'' Well, in her eternal quest to please you, this little peeress wants to groom herself for an anal retentive fucking from you. Knowing how big your cock is, I figured I better get her set up, somewhat, at least. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my breast as it hung down. His previously limpish putz was now at full care again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I avail with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to severalise her that a tongue is good to serve out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his head to one side of meat and mentation for a mo. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much Sir Thomas More experience getting butt-fucked than I do. Show me how it should be done. ``

With feigned disgust, Mom withdrew her fingers from my ass and proceeded to stoop down and plant her face between my cheeks. I jumped just a bit as her hot tongue probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand old age did I conceive my mom would one day be licking my SOB, or that I would need her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to rub down my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, keep going. you 're doing great. punch Lorrie 's whoreson like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could feel pussy succus running down my leg. `` Guys ! '' I said. `` I ca n't stand here like this much farseeing. ``

We moved to Michael 's bedroom.

'' I think, '' Michael was saying as he took off my/his shirt. `` We should lay her on her back, that way her pussy juices will just flow into her butt. Gayle, you work her pussy and I 'll work on these tits. We will get you juicy, do n't worry, babe. ``

True to his watchword, Michael started working very hard on my rightfield tit. Squeezing, kneading, mashing, kissing, licking, all form of at once.

Mom put two finger's breadth back up inside my puss and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juices. Her thumb rubbed on my clit. together with the sparks coming from my nipples, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very ardent and gentle tint my clit. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that affair on my clit, it had to be a tongue. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my pussycat, my bitch. She thrust three or four fingers, or maybe her whole hand inside my pussy as she licked my lips and clitoris, now finger fucking me libertine and hard.

Michael decided that this was the time he should slap my boob. 'Increases the blood menstruation', he said. As he gripped my tit where the tegument rose from my chest, the end of my tit and the nipple were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at first, but each one got a small harder, made a footling more noise.

Mom pulled out her hand from my snatch, and forced it against my now soaked butt hole. Her finger went in a little, then she pulled them back.

Each time Mom rammed her fingers into my tail, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to lick my pussy and they both assaulted my tits and ass, I came in about two minutes.

Pussy juice flowed out of me, I could find it running out of my slit and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's make, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my wooden leg. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvis stick up in the air somewhat. He positioned himself at my backdoor.

'' time lag ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's hammer, slobbering all over it.

'' Okay, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His cock head teacher pressed into my ass, and I felt it sort of 'plop'into me as his mushroom head gained accession. I stiffened from the sensation. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' Easy please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to take him inside me. He must eff my ass. All the other missy are doing it. And if they are n't, well too bad. I need to be the one giving him what he needs.

Mom bent down to my face and told me to relax, it will be hunky-dory. Then she kissed me for a moment on the sass, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my puss and forced her way in so she could lick my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's tongue on my clit while Michael slowly fucked my ass short by little. Going deeper. Into the bad stead. With my Mom licking my cunt. Are you kidding me ? My psyche was spinning in circles as crazy thought process went through my promontory. Mom 's licking my puss ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't scare me. In fact I want to. And I want to give suck her tits, and for her to suck mine, and I want everyone to suck my mamilla. And I want 20 guys to tolerate in a circle around me and jerk off on me and cover me in cum, and Mom can clobber it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT screwing ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inches inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Jesus Jesus I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her head bashed a little, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered back talk. God, I taste respectable. I thought. I 'm such a slut, I also thought. Mom reached back down and fingerbreadth fucked me in clock time with Michael 's stroking. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in heat. Speaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you stop for a minute. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, sleep together me doggy style. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely empty feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a mo, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' child, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulation for this. narrate you what, I 'll lay down on my back, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your head down there. This way I can solve your bitch 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 clapper inside my snatch lips and on my button as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be alright. ``

Michael worked his way in between my stage and Mom 's shoulders and arms, and got ready again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a minute or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's cock, I just know that I was feeling a footling lonely just sitting here on all quatern with nothing to do. Suddenly, Mom 's oral fissure was back on my cunt and Michael 's peter was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my fucking god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your rachis ! 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 cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an rhapsodic state. My arms and legs lost control, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my slit hard into Mom 's face. I do n't know how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My face landed right in Mom 's bare kitty-cat. Her heady scent wafted in my nose, her juicy lips covered my cheeks. Without any anterior account of touching a girl, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her lips, sucked her clit, buried my face between her plica, smearing her succus all over my nerve. I ate my Mom 's pussy with complete abandon.

Somewhere in the middle of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yip and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my other nerve even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop ? '' He teased.

I turned to look at him. All sweaty from head word to toe, his muscles gleaming in the Christ Within, 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, sufficiency is enough. Lorrie, you write like a girl. Too a lot of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a pair of professional person lesbians. Lorrie 's ass was so tight, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of course of study, but you could see a lilliputian, well it was fucking awesome. This was better than any oneirism I could ingest concocted.

I thought the only when affair to make this good was a piffling ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my picayune way, and each smack was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to look at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's twat juice, her hair stringy with sweat, her eyes a fiddling glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to stare into my eyes, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her head jerked but she held my gaze, until finally she slumped back down on top of Mommy like a rag doll.

I fucked her hard for a few more cam stroke, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In seconds, I came too. With a frenzy, my peter trembled and shook and I emptied my raging sperm oceanic abyss inside my baby daughter 's ass. Wave after undulation, dig after shot, I finally finished cumming after almost a min. My dick was physically tired, I could experience it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscle after running a yearn way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a skillful surprise.

From her yawn asshole, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting oral fissure. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her mouth closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her back. Then Gayle bent down and, with her hired hand, opened Lorrie 's lip. Gayle slowly opened her own mouth, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her mouthpiece into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum glob for a few import before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a retentive time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, utterly spent. My cock lay there like a stagnant soldier, or Sir Thomas More like a complaining soldier. 'No more, let me breathe !'it seemed to say. Hey little buddy, it was Charles Frederick Worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

time drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their affectionate boobs against me and draping their peg over parts of me. I mentioned water again, because I never got any the first off time. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two methamphetamine for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. Threesomes can be difficult sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt spirit. Mix in some Mother/Daughter hooey, and I did n't lie with WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three meter honey, thanks for asking. I 'm good. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to kiss her mom on the lips, dragging a big fucking tit right in my nerve. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm approve. 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 nighttime of my life. ``

They both squeezed me loaded. We drifted off to sleep, each commonplace and satisfied and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio blared. `` Michael ! Help ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my tender slumber with my two babe, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a one C zombies at least ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! fall on ! ``

The girl were already moving. `` total gear mechanism, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the landrover ! ''

Sounded like the crap was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm protectors, shinbone sentry go, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to principal street, artillery hot and ready to go. In spite of the danger, there were a few smirky smell passed back and forth, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to fight, but the know sure was fun last Night ! ``

I rounded the recession a few hundred yards from ironware store, where everybody was holed up. Zombies crowded around the look door. Yeah, at to the lowest degree a 100. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't need to just shoot them. Then they 'll swarm us. This is like some variety of tinker's dam herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our people were trapped, but not in immediate danger. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding strong. Erin had climbed out the window onto the facade roof.

right wing by us, next to Mountain realty, was Jim 's Fix It workshop. I looked in the windowpane and saw a bunch of tools and kick downstairs TVs and other shit. And wire. reel 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 store and got the bobbin. Zed was meddlesome making noise down the street, they did n't hear me.

'' Call Erin, tell apart her to maintain it up, keep their tending. ``

I had Gayle drive us closer, about 75 yards from the nearest Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my last mag. I 'll just flourish at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, Sooner would be better ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, engine idle, set to roll. I mean, uncollectible came to worst, we could just tug into a few of them, then drive around town as they followed us. Spread them out some so we could engage 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 street lamp on that slope, also about a foot off the ground and as tight as I could make it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the next streetlight about hundred human foot away, and tied another piece of conducting wire across the street about a ft heights. Did that four Sir Thomas More times.We checked around, no ezed had snuck up behind us from the main road. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the jeep 's horn.

Instantly, about half the streetwalker turned to seem at us. Blew the horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' Ladies, be make if this does n't work. '' I was pretty scared, actually. If this did n't work, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't eff if we could concur 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 mix-up, a few went outside the pole and the wire, but then those guys zeroed in on us in the center of the street and hit the succeeding conducting wire. Down went those guy wire !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. Libra and coordination are not his affair. Depending on their condition, it can necessitate 30 seconds, a hour, even more for them to get just again. Those that did, fell down on the succeeding wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick antic. After a dyad minutes, with still a duad wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to converge them. We had our AR-15s slung on our backs, I had my spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her retentive poker stick.

'' I got the first one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this dead guys head. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's arrest close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't desire to get surrounded. But it was n't too belike. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the atmospheric pressure reduced on our the great unwashed in the construction ; they staged a murderous prisonbreak and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his stagnant head, making sure he was re-dead.
wellspring, the tone was fucking atrocious. And now we had 147 dead bozo in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The male child, Sir Thomas Wyat and Morgan, looked a little sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Thomas Hunt Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music net night. You know, just having a small company. It was pretty late, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. future thing we know a few of these guys started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the morning ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this dawning, they crashed through the looking glass door, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a elbow room, all we had was my shooting iron, radio, and my six cartridge clip. ``

'' What did you use to break out ? '' I asked.

Sir Thomas Wyat jumped in. `` We busted up the furniture, got some good instrument panel. Erin shot the low few, then we beat the sleep down until we could get our arm. ``

I was kind of pissed at them for getting themselves into difficulty. But I was also pretty ingrain. They did n't panic, they improvised, they overcame, they fought hard, they killed Zed.

We figured there must hold been a herd passing by on the main road. They heard the euphony and decided to number take a look. I read about the herd a few twenty-four hours ago. When Zed has no stimulation, he just form of stands there. Then a bird 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 purpose. He does n't want to omit out on the military action so he follows him. Zena sees two of her friends charging ahead and says yeah baby, I 'm with ya ! future thing you know, 147 abruptly shithead are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't stop now !

well the Tripwire worked, got ta do more of that. We got ta get our defenses up. We ca n't just get these Guy storming our town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the rest of the day cleaning up. The early remaining townsfolk came out to help, too. Picking up numb izzard is surd work. We dragged them all about a one-fourth mile down briny street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the hauling and dragging, Word of God got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that mama Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some hurt feelings, too. Some of the girls were thinking I was off the mart and were jealous.

We broke for lunch. As we munched down Dennison 's chilli, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a little hurt, after all, Erin helped stage this hale thing ! Now she seemed a little pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really experience any linguistic rule right now. Except for the patsy rule, which is if you are a menace to me and us then you get to leave. But, well, normal companionship has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty gratis right now. I mean, yeah, we have matter 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 love life stage yet. '' They made funny gesture of wiping their forehead in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, chill out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

multitude seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said early on, I needed to learn my step with these female child, or they may all release on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to make. `` Nice speech. ``

'' Yeah rightfield, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the missy ? It 's OK. I just want to hump. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the literal existence, you would be my turn girl of all fourth dimension. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are hard times and we ca n't give to get everyone pissed at each former right hand now ... ''

I grabbed a pair of deadened animal foot, Lorrie grabbed his hands. We swung him up into a steering wheel barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your bollock. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to bear to a greater extent sex with you. A lot more. I am in love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to act upon out an arrangement here. I 'll think about it. ``

okeh, I thought, think on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry. I 'd soak up your cock right now, except it
probably has zombie muck on it ! ``

'' Hey child, I never got to lick you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't want to fall behind you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an idea for tonight, though, Big Daddy. You might like it. ``

She was right, I did care it.

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Chapter 14 - Group Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the good afternoon. I called my hoi polloi together.

'' Hey Guy, goodness employment today. Let 's get cleaned up for an early dinner up at the menage. Then I want to receive a strategy session, we got ta do something so this does n't happen again. '' We piled into the hand truck and headed up the hill to my shack.

After we all got clean and shining, we had a nice meal of canned spaghetti and meatballs, common beans, and pears. Ok, so it was n't all that skillful. But it filled us up and did n't drive long to produce, so that was good enough.

'' Ok kinfolk, '' I began. `` We need a bulwark. I propose we start with the cars in Ithiel Town. There 's ... what, a couple hundred menage here, and only about 15 occupied. Let 's take the railway car from the quietus of them, melody them nose to tail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our petty valley to the early end. That way, the zombi will probably light into the ditch, and we can serve with that too, and then they wo n't be able-bodied to wax the ditch because railroad car will be there on the top edge. We 'll pass on an possible action, and use a big motortruck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta drain all fluids from the cable car and save them in barrels. Take out the batteries, kindling wires and stuff, anything useful. That should study several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that fiddling welding shop down south, see if that guy is alive and help him out. We need him. When we went past him last time, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big architectural plan is to build the 'Sanchez Pit of Death'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the citation, 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 block up there before someone else gets to it. Trucks mean poppycock, hopefully food, and god knows what else. Trucks also mean shipping containers. We need those to construct ramp for the Glen Gebhard Pit. And we can use empty lagger to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couple hours, working out the details of the car paries. That was the most important thing. We did n't feel like leaving the township without having it be secure so that when we returned the town would not be good of zombi spirit. We also assigned multitude to particular job. Gayle and Lorrie would spend at least 2 hours a day learning herb tea medical specialty and old-fashioned doctoring. Erin would become our armory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could defend ours in tip-top shape. Tina and Payton were to become farm medical specialist so that do spring we would be set. The yoke of Masters and Johnsons would make for on fortifying the wall, building watchtowers, and any other forcible security matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some boozing. It was good to loose, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a duad More hour, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big declaration we had agreed on.

'' I have a big proclamation ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a Porno on the bread and butter way TV ! ``

Most hoi polloi laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm serious ! I 'm going to my room for 15 instant for some last bit cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch some muddied movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to join. If you do n't need to, that 's fine, no worries. Maybe just bide in your elbow room, or you guys can go back down into Ithiel Town to your store. Again, no harm, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get ready to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my room, you could get word a pin drop.

I turned on my tunes 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 final exam cleanup and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a picture 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 pair of travail drawers commando style, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the movie, cipher 's here. Really ? Nobody ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll watch it anyway. I started searching through the server to get the picture up. Just as I got it going, I heard a girl 's part shout out from the backrest :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... March ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the cadence. Erin, the Little Panthera tigris, is the squad leader. She called out as they marched out, single file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the Marines !

Out came the sorriest looking squad I ever saw. Also, the sexiest. Erin called out the cadence call and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sense in lookin down )
Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! ( Ai n't no zombie on the ground ! )
Killin living dead all day long ! ( Killin zombie all day long ! )
Gon na form me big and strong ! ( Gon na get me big and strong ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're proper ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're Right ! )
audio off ! ( 1,2 ! )
Sound off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to keep a straight facial expression. This was so cool !

The scout group was now arrayed in social movement of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All scout troop present tense and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, police sergeant ! Was there, uh, a problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' Supply issue sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a nice camouflage baseball hat, and one of my camouflage shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the front man. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her lovely little boobs.

'' Dress that line, Sergeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a nice credit crunch on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandanna wrapped around her psyche, a nice white push-up bra which accentuated her significant tits, and armed combat boots.

'' bloomers, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that tone ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' Well, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the next girl, Lorrie, who had on a camo T-shirt. That was it. And the T-shirt looked like it was having a hard prison term as it had a few strategical rips in it. Lorrie looked at me and smiled.

'' Soldier ! '' I mock-yelled. `` Are you eye-balling me ? ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' You ca n't do that ! ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' Drop down and give me twenty ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 suck ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my sudor, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard stopcock completely in her mouth. She got a few shot in before it got too big for her. By the meter she got to 20, I was at full attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your story ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a dim thong and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a drawing string around her neck opening, resting comfortably between her voluptuous boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't have a fib ? ``

'' Drop and give me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not rattling imaginative, not a big talker. But she 's a hard proletarian and she fucks like a racehorse. Jesus, I thought. And a full cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the squad called out in unison.

'' Back in line, private ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and Wyatt were handcuffed together. Wyatt had on gasp, which was commodity. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' Fair enough. Prisoner Sir Thomas Wyatt, drop and hold me ... no hold, pay her 20 ! ``

Wyatt eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's puss. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to matter ... alright you 're done. attending ! '' Wyatt got up, his back talk and chin glistening.

'' nanny ! '' I said to the next person, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hair. She also had a two-inch widely bandage wrapped around her chest at the nipple argumentation. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' footmark Forward ! '' nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look good for you, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just accept this for pinch, sir ! It 's my start aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' Bend forward ! '' I commanded. `` Stop ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, naked ass, 10 metre. Not that hard, but her cheeks got a little pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I receive another ? ``

Well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be greedy, nursemaid ! ``

I moved down the telephone line to Kristin and Morgan. She had a dog collar around her neck opening, with a Ernst Boris Chain held by Lewis Henry Morgan. Daniel Morgan had trunks on, while Kristin looked very modest in her foresighted arm army T-shirt.

'' Let me guess ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him remember, Sir ! ``

'' That 's what I thought. Better give him 20, though. Now ! ``

She eagerly ate his cock up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the group called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. Stop. whang it off ! '' I yanked on her chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a lucky sumbitch, Daniel Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had makeup on, and was fully dressed in a sexy way ; nice White person blouse, tight inglorious bird, Negroid fishnet, high bounder. shit if she was n't the aphrodisiac one here. Well, excepting my Lorrie, of course ! She was also the only one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' common soldier Tina ! You look ... special. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious dissenter ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class hooker, Sir ! I want to get fucked ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did well-nigh everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at simplicity. scout troop, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. Leisure time starts in 5 minutes. Those who want to be useful will make me a drink. Sergeant, dismiss the team. ``

'' squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premise at 0800 tomorrow for work particular ! Consume accordingly. Any skulker will be gibe ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the lounge as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my swither and sat on the couch. I was gladiolus I took those 15 minute earlier to pick up, had myself all nice and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV remote when Lorrie came up with a couple of drinks.

'' screw auger ? '' she asked.

'' My front-runner, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat next to me. Sort of. She was more like sitting on me. Her business firm tits pressed into my arm and dresser. I took about 4 gulp of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with beverage and everyone mingled for a few hour. nobody really knew what to do yet, how to get thing started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's idea, and we were n't coming through. I downed the rest of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to business ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the sofa, then I slid down onto the base. Spreading her legs, I began to lick and snog my way up her knees, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and Momma Gayle sat on the couch adjacent to Lorrie. It was kind of funny. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these girls. Many had lost their home, had seen death close up, were n't sure about the hereafter, all that. So Gayle spent many a night hugging one of the girls as we watched a appearance on the tube.

So, this was n't any different, except now Momma Gayle was completely naked and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at Momma 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thighs as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my prize. Lorrie 's hands naturally went to her knocker, she massaged them lazily through her T-shirt. I could smell felicitous lilliputian scent stirring in straw man of me.

Suddenly, my rachis was covered in warmth, Kaitlyn laid her soft titty on my backrest. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my cock and balls. Oh god, that 's decent. Always nice to have soul lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my lips across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her smooth-shaven outer region. God I was in Eden, and I wanted this to be good for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my manus, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to catch her eye. But they were closed in ecstasy. I felt her heating system on my tongue as I continued to explore her outside. As I passed over her opening, the heat energy intensified. I pressed my tongue down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot char lava covered my clapper in wonderful 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 tee shirt, thank god. I needed to see those mamilla ! My leave alone hand went up to wring them while I licked my pollex and forefinger to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her kitty-cat and circled around her clit with my glossa as my right-hand paw began to rally her kitty-cat and ass with my fingers. Her juices quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my tongue lightly on her clit, feeling the strong little nub under me. I sped up a footling and added some pressing, varying my route as I tongue lashed her entire cunt. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned my head.

'' My turn ! '' Erin exclaimed.

'' Um ... '' I struggled. `` Not just yet. I need to do this, ok Little Panthera tigris ? '' I kissed her on her lips, and she licked and sucked me clean of Lorrie 's accrued 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 spit fucked her pussycat. Back and forth with my rigid clapper inside her steamer hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a couple minutes of that, I slid a finger up inside her as I worked my oral cavity up towards her tilt hard petty clit. First, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some unspoilt pressure. The I gave it a few glancing licks, drawing groan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my glossa firmly against her clit.

For the succeeding ... I do n't know how many minutes ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clit. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that completely domain into my backtalk. I struggled to celebrate up with her flow of secretion, swallowing as beneficial I could, but I really did n't want to let her go. I slipped more finger's breadth inside her hot muddle, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her heavily while continuing to molest her button. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my capitulum between her second joint, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed flaming murder as her orgasm ripped through her cunt and spread head throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me stop after about a minute.

'' pa ! '' she gasped, barely able-bodied to breathe. `` I ca n't ... pop I ca n't strike it anymore ... papa ... ''

Haha ! No fucking way. I held on and continued to lick and suckle her clit. Lorrie 's orgasm continued, rising and falling with my focal ratio and pressure, balancing on the edge of the falls, and then plummeting over the bound. Only to be on another edge, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a couple minutes of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the end 15 minutes, I had no idea what was going on. I gathered that people were doing some sexy matter, but they had all stopped in the last 5 minutes due to the quantity of randomness Lorrie made ! They gave me a nice round of hand clapping as I rose from between her legs. I waved to the crowd, tipped my complex quantity hat, then fell into the arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, hanker and deep, her tongue totally engaged with mine. I felt good to remain a little, my jaw was a bit tire !

I sat back on the frame and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my set cock in both hands and began stroking me. Her blondish haircloth blocked my eyeshot, but I could sense her hot mouth settle onto my cock as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on Lorries lovely, strict nipples. These babies were huge right field 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 job ! Tina impaled her tight cunt with my dick, at last, and finally I had fucked all the cleaning woman here !

Looking around, mama Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her tits while Kaitlyn licked her liquid puss. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the Masters son, while her sis Kristin and Lorrie looked on with serious lustfulness in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending buttons flying and her tits bouncing. Her buoyant little lady friend were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my pecker. Her tight cunt clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her long orgasm, I guess a shaft in her twat and in her ass felt pretty good ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's face, surprising everyone with the amount of juice emanating from within.

Morgan pulled his cock from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' Next ! '' he called out with his and his brother 's hard dick at wide-cut attention.

Kristin shook her head. I guess the ass was n't her thing. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boys positioned her over Wyatt 's cock, and then Morgan moved up to know her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her tremendous titmouse in my face. I sucked them for a couple instant, then got up and mounted her from behind. Her cunt accepted my big cock, no questions asked. Not quite as tight as a teenage girl, she still felt fabulous. I gave her a serious piece of ass, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her face on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean and jerk of all those juices. I rammed my turncock back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in exaltation from her double-fucking. I do n't know how those master boys were holding off and not cumming, but unspoilt 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, Part II
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Morgan laid on his cover with his tool standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my bridge player and helped me blue myself onto Henry Morgan 's stopcock. James Wyatt stood by with his turncock standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his crony 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No cuddling, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can bang and suckle, but no kissing. certain, I 'm down !

Somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in Ithiel Town. Fingers probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something vast pressed into me ! It 's fucking Sir Thomas Wyat ! I gritted my tooth as he entered my cigarette. Jesus of Nazareth 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 J. P. Morgan, both he and Wyatt squeezed my tits hard. But Jesus, I was filled up. I pretty much went limp as they pumped my twat and ass. I could n't even cerebrate about gripping a putz or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next matter I know, something big and balmy and hard and wet was forcing it 's way into my lip. I guess Michael could n't stomach it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three hollow filled ! I could taste someone 's cunt on Michael 's rooster. My mind drifted, overwhelmed with sex as cocks tried to get recondite and deeper into me. My cunt was on fire, my ass felt outstanding, and I could barely respire as Michael 's huge dick fucked my face.

Lewis Henry Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the blood brother. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. Girls flocked to the two male child as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the floor and forced his way in between my legs, and he shoved his tool right up all the way inside my cunt. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that damage for a moment. It was like he hit butt, I do n't know. His peter was so thick, even though it was only one it felt almost the Saami as having two inside me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My head swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My climax built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to grind my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge cock swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the limit. I begun cumming as I felt his seed shoot into me. It felt SO assuredness having his cock flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My pussy clenched him back as my advantageously ever orgasm swept through me. He ate me out about 15 minutes earlier, that was my best orgasm. But this one, even better. It just would n't block off. We continued to buss as our mutual climax kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` Baby, get off me so I can get these guys out of me ! '' I loved the taste of his sperm and I wanted some. OK, and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending little pleasure ripples through my entire kitty. I held him as close and as knockout as I could. I loved him so much.

acquiring doubling fucked was cracking, but ... it 's goose egg like this. Basking in the after radiance with your man.

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Early the adjacent forenoon, Michael 's watch started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' Fuck me again, baby '' I half-moaned. I checked my pussy, still a bit moistness. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my other deal. I got ta get some juice going !

'' baby, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't have fourth dimension to do you justice -- ''

'' come on, papa ! '' piped in Mom. `` Give her a quickie ! ``

Mom grabbed his cock and slobbered all over it for a minute. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my legs, and my puss throbbed the instant he entered me. My clit was still swollen from endure night.

Michael locked his limb and rested on them, so he could expect at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it right there.

'' Deliverer fucking Good Shepherd ! You two ! You 're fucking sluts ! ! ``

His cock expanded in me as he filled me with his cum. He came down on top of me, all three of us kissing. Finally, he got up.

'' Come on you guys, big day ! '' Oh yeah, we 're supposed to build a wall, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` ejaculate here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard cock. His salty cum tasted great, mixed in with my cunt juice. The great deal was apparently too a good deal for him, mom and girl licking his prick. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't perform all that well. But that was n't the character with Michael.

'' ass Mom, and leave her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's kitty as he went back to his room to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to position this car along the ditch. Look, 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 organization where some of us moved gondola, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during combat breeding, all program go out the windowpane when the first shot is fired. fountainhead, the first shot, in this case, was one of the townies having a fit. Michael had enlisted their help, and all was going well. Until a yoke of them got into an statement over one of the other cars that was owned by a dead person.

It seems that both of these old guys were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. fountainhead they got into a combat about which of these hombre should get her car. See, Michael had said we should keep any 4-wheel parkway vehicles, any Priuses or other hybrids, any vans, and maybe a twosome of fast cars if we found any. And we let the aliveness folks keep whatever cars they had. But we needed the rest for the wall.

So madam Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le sabre. It had some huge locomotive engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to hold back it. The arguing got gravid, clenched fist were thrown, people pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from Ithiel Town and drove it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was delicately, right up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the stroke came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the ugliest people I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was more of a glancing blow and my Lacrosse helmet blocked nearly of it. I was n't knocked unconscious mind, but, as they say, I got my `` bell rung ''. Two Guy grabbed me, tied up my hands with those plastic zip-tie things, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their hand truck they had hidden behind some trees. They jammed me between the two of them in the front stern. Jesus of Nazareth Jesus I had a headache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't look to take showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My name 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your name, hot stuff ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, greasy whisker and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking black guy, did n't look as bad, but still pretty cheating and grimy.

'' nookie you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' Well, is n't that nice. Fuck-you, it 's nice to converge you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy teeth and greasy face.

'' Jesus Christ ! '' I said. `` Do n't you guys bathe ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? Rape me, for sure. Then kill me ? Do n't defeat me now, I 'm in lovemaking !

'' FUCK ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about 20 minutes up the route, the solid time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the things he 's going to do to me. The number one wood was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed smashed or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this gear, and a pistol, and bullets and hooey on a vest while Tom did n't ingest anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the whole affair 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 motortruck, right at the crossway. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how River Trent is about the truck. ``

'' Shut up striver ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the snap, not you ! ``

Silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you watch '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me on the 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 loose, and I stood there for a moment. I could see Robbie had a punishing on from rubbing my tit and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my direction. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my hair and posed a little, letting my longsighted tomentum fly in the breeze. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a bush. Perfect.

'' Come on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my army pants, pulled them down and exposed my nude pussy to this blinking asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a diddly-shit, and ... naught, at first. Finally, I closed my eyes and tried to relax, and then I let it fly. The real trick was not to get it on my pants. Robbie stood transfixed. cocksucker. He undid his fly and began stroking his gruelling petty stopcock. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't mention the size of it of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't move ! Do n't piddle me shoot you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't shoot her, you 're not supposed to even touch her or Trent will kill you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the former hand. darn pistol handgrip on the AR, they let you dart one handed if you want.

'' Pull up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and buck his load onto my tits and bra.

'' Alright, descend on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my pants up. My jersey soaked in several places through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and englut me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot bigger than our little one. We stopped after a twosome minutes near a gigantic strip mall that had a Walmart in it. A large pirate flag flew from the top. The big computer storage had century of necros around it.

'' Home, sweet dwelling house ! '' announced Robbie.

'' Come on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bail bond and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the roof of the strip shopping mall. From there we walked a match hundred yards til we got to the Walmart roof. There were about 6 or 8 armed cat up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombie spirit trying to get in down below. These guy were just hanging out. And staring at me, but nobody said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` rachis off ! ``

We climbed down some stair at the back, down to the storeroom of the Walmart. They led me through to the primary floor, some Light Within filtered down from the skylights but the lights were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, honest-to-god, perched up on these video display cases, sitting in an easy chair like he was a king on a throne. A bare womanhood kneeled side by side to him, she casually stroked his beefy stage. A couple guys stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift steps. Tom followed some distance behind.

'' wellspring, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent River, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a circle around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some amercement piece of ass, not this horseshit you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the girl who had been at his side. She whimpered and bowed her head low.

What an asshole, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty young thing ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big River Trent glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your name, dearest ? '' he asked me again.

'' shag you ! '' It was all I could reckon of to say.

'' Ah, defiance ! How courteous. wellspring I 'm sure we can beat that out of you. Or fuck it out of you. Lots of men here ... they 'd all like a cranny at you. waitress a second, what 's this ? '' Big River Trent had lifted my hairsbreadth and saw a large bruise near my temple. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetie ? '' he asked.

'' From dickhead over there ! '' I pointed my head at Robbie.

Big Trent got very quiet down. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, freeze in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a little tap -- ''

'' A minuscule tap ? '' Big Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And look at these bosom ! They look material. Are they ? ``

Big Trent squeezed my boobs for a few minute. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the fuck ? '' he asked in shock. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his hands in horror.

I told him. `` Genius over there jacked off on me and sprout his shitty cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent looked to Tom for check. Tom nodded his heading 'yes .'

Big Trent slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me equal ... you let me put my bridge player on YOUR FUCKING JIZZ ? ``

'' No BT it 's not like that ! You see she was -- ''

I did n't see it because I turned away, but Robbie dropped like a sack of potatoes, his head twisted at a weird Angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. Drag his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, set out talking. Where your from. What 's your setup, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to call up of something to say. I came up empty. `` I do n't give birth much to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to toss off you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My pa. He will kill you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trent thought about that for a few second. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, tell me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up elevator car, like a rampart. Down in Larchmont. That 's that midget town a few miles south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a couple men, batch of fille. They had a twosome guns ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're plum. Very clean. They got their bastard together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to ladies wear, get her something else to wear. And get some wipe and clean house off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to blab to me, real soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to descend with him. We passed a guy walking towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy face, beady eyes.

As we got to the peeress department, Tom relaxed his travelling bag and looked around.

'' smell, '' he whispered. `` I 'm dingy. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, take hold of a shirt. They 'll kill my menage if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your knife back. I took it from that fuckhead when we fed him to the deaders. hide out it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. Wait til it 's dark and things quiet down. Too many guys around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trent River and his crowd. The rest of us are prisoners, or scared shitless, forced labor variety of thing. They make us pop the deaders at the front, but just with blood and shovels. Still, if your man comes, we can avail out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my pop IS coming. When he does, stay on out of his way. I 'll try to keep you safe. ``

Tom looked at me like I was crazy. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in action. He 's all chill and stuff, until the shit gets going. Then he turns into this major hard-core killer. It 's almost shuddery, but it 's also totally sexy. And he 's going to save me.

At least, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, fuddled. I could n't get anything even remotely slack. Big Trent questioned me for, I do n't know, maybe like an hour ?. He wanted to know the layout of our place, how many people we had, how much food, how many gun for hire, everything. He threatened, ache me a little, I held out a yearn clip. Finally I gave some Irish bull answers. I told them our fastness was some of the houses right by the road. I told him we were almost out of intellectual nourishment. We had 5 hunt rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each answer, I held out. Trent punched my belly. Slapped my legs. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy clip. come in on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright Sweetheart, '' Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the laborious stuff and nonsense is going to come down just about now ! ``

Trent pulled out a Brobdingnagian knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about shit myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my expression, between my boobs, I trembled.

'' You told me the hale Sojourner Truth, right ? '' he asked. `` zero but the the true ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the help, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent had a dotty looking in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it wide outdoors. He cut through my bra. My boobs flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the guy cable on the roof are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and tick off it out. '' The ignition increased above us. Trento felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to throw up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your pa, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More shots sounded, and one of the skylights shattered. justly near us.

Suddenly, a consistency flew through the fanlight and crashed about 20 feet away. The head was shot and he was a mess from the Fall, but you could tell by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! Shit ! What the screw ! Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another body came through the skylight, Trent River and his guy wire fired everything they had at the opening. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped magazine and put in Thomas More and kept shooting at the cap near the opening. Finally, nobody had any replete mags left.

This eldritch scraping noise emanated from the roof. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another body flew through the opening and crashed down near us. One of Trent 's bozo. He must 've had 20 fastball in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still animated !

Trento and his hombre were in a terror. They were n't ready for anything like this. All their magazines were empty-bellied, they scurried about looking for Thomas More ammo. They finally found a case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another trunk fell through the skylight. Five. Shot to absolute damn. They shot a few rounds back towards the jam and ran out of ammo again. Trent screamed at his guy cable to determine more than ammunition. Jesus, did n't these dumbasses have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the front room access. Several of their guys went to get some of the cans.

Trent pulled out a gigantic side arm, I found out later it was called a 'Desert eagle'. A guy named Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random stroke into the roof until Trento told him to strike hard it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my boobs hanging out. Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my head. I, um, piss compensate then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent River yelled. `` See who these stagnant Guy are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead guys. Trent and Dr. Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to catch batch of something. I watched Tom roll the dead guys around, and saw him pocket a handgun. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` Shot in the head, amongst other places ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't make out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in affright. `` How many guy cable were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulders. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all stagnant. Fuck ! '' Trent pointed the Desert eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... holler ... outcry him off ! ``

I made a face at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the os frontale. It did n't tap me out, but it hurt like shit and made my head twist. I could hear Trent but it was like I was underwater. I could hear him yelling about covering the gage step or something. Next thing I know, Wilson has a big gaping pickle in his headway, and Tom is standing there with a criminal look on his facial expression and a smoking gun in his hand. I guess he scavenged it from one of the utter guys. Tom shot two more bad hombre before Big Trent fired on him. Tom was capable to duck down an aisle.

Trent could n't trail him because he heard his epithet being called. By my Daddy !

'' Trent ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be friends. ``

'' Yeah right ! '' responded Trento as he ducked behind a stack of Coors beer type. `` And how the fuck do you experience my gens ? ``

'' One of your little toadies squealed up on the ceiling, but do n't vex ! He wo n't ever squeal again. ``

More gibe and cry came from various character of the storehouse. The 'slaves'were rising up against their masters ! So cool ! Trent did n't cognize what to do, or where to depend, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll germinate your bitch ! '' Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to point the bird of Jove at me.

Trent 's head exploded. I thought, I did n't roll in the hay a drumhead could just burst ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each early, guns pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to scream. `` You 're on the ... same side ''

I blacked out.

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Epilogue
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I shot this shithead Trent River right in his fucking headspring. I scanned for quarry and saw this fateful guy also shooting at Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was kind of hoping that he would n't inject me since we both shot Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the Sami position, 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 fuck, I think my friends took out the rest period up near the front, but I ca n't be sure yet. ``

Lorrie looked okay, she had a lump on her forehead.

'' check here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My public figure is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You better, Tom. I 've killed a lot of people today, I do n't mind adding to the list. ``

There was some tumult up front, so I skirted around through the plaything and cosmetics to see what was happening. The crusade of the ruckus became pull in ; 20 or so mass were beating 3 or 4 multitude to end. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the captured lady friend ! '' They had rakes and shovel and started advancing on me. There was bloodline in their eyes !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the corner, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's alright ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's cool. He just killed about 15 of our asshole warlords. Let 's not pop him just yet. ``

As the spot defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some appropriate 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 cleaning lady and shaver locked up in the nail beauty salon side by side door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking piece of stag guard, does n't take much breathing time left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The town was swarmed early on by zombie. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living people were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Saturday. For a golden few, the whole family was shopping at the same clip and survived intact. For others, their loved ones were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` Rattlers '' showed up and easily took over the stock and the group. The rattler acted like saviors on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the first dark, however, the rattlesnake showed their true people of color ; they enslaved everyone and began their reign of terror and Brassica napus. This went on for three weeks, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the roof. She covered the group with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to lower the barrel, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're alright ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't hear anything for awhile, I was thinking the risky ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the people and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens following ? ``

Just then Tom and his crew returned, Tom holding tightly to a woman and a lowly girl around his cervix. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new daughter ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the group. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't mind ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your rattlesnake on the roof, which allowed me to climb up and into your Walmart here where, with the avail of Tom, we do n't take in a rattlesnake problem anymore. ``

I expected the subsister to be a little more happy about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our intentions. Rightfully so, I guess. The hold out 'saviors'did n't cultivate out so well.

'' Well, guy wire, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These hammerhead shot one of my masses back home. Do you mind if we get some medical supply ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the Pharmacy incision. These guys still had fully stocked shelf of most everything. the Nazarene, I thought. Wish I was a little more mercenary in my way of mentation. I would take everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and short missy still around his neck opening. `` Look, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinary surgeon. Or, I was. I could take a look at your person if you wanted ... Maybe we can work out some variety of trade, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be swell, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each former, but we might be able to ferment out some trade between our groups, maybe even merge them together ... for our mutual welfare. ``

And that 's what we did.

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One Year Later
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'' Please beloved ! '' I begged. `` For the love of God put her down feather already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you signify ? ``

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 magnanimous bosom lay against her stomach, her left one still leaking milk. I pulled her out of the rocker and led her towards our elbow room and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my finger to my sassing, telling her to keep placid and not awake the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the door. `` I 'm tired from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't worry, this wo n't choose farseeing ! '' I ca n't sit in a elbow 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 legs as I grabbed her tits and squeezed them together.

Milk River gushed from both her mammilla like a water fountain, except this fountain had many different watercourse ! Warm milk sprayed on my face and dripped off my Chin. I opened my back talk and savored the sweet flavor. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the shit out of it. I mean, sucked the milk out of it ! Warm Milk flowed down my throat, gulp after draught. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the doorway, `` Did the baby poop ? Oh ... '' I did n't even take care up. It was my run time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the next thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a trivial. She was trying to get between her daughter 's legs. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a niggling, so as not to lose my suitcase on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her face into Lorrie 's pussy, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I variety of lose trail of sentence when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking tits, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't have it away how foresightful it was, but eventually Lorrie started to groan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the sensation from my milk-sucking and her mom 's tongue-lashing took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiet orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` shtup Mee-Maw. ``

'' Bullshit 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you picayune gripe ! '' As punishment for this rift of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's slit, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's mammilla. verity 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 involve them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't remember ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old cleaning lady, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening snatch lips. I was too wound up for finesse and felt a little selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and rammed my cock in operose ! Oh yessss ... the just thing that feels just than drinking warm up tit-milk is sliding my cock into a hot and steamy slit ! I looked up at my two hot mummy. Well, technically one mama and a grandma. But the granny just turned 40, so it ai n't no affair ! Maybe in a few hebdomad I can do it my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too tender from the delivery.

I 'm bad to say, but I could only last a bit or so deep down Gayle 's sopping wet snatch. My orgasm was approaching, and there was n't much I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... pant ... ) need to ride out hydrate ! '' I only had about ten seconds to go.

'' hand it to me child ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right next to Lorrie 's face. Grabbing my pecker, I stroked it a couple meter and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot streams of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming back talk. 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 mamilla. She ground her clit into Lorrie 's erect and milky nipples. Gayle came hard in just under a minute, mixing her cum with Lorrie 's milk. They both looked at me.

'' Oh alright, '' I said, feigning boredom. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and Milk River covered tits in my boldness. I revelled in the mixed concoction and my shaft recovered from it 's previous res publica of about 95 % hard to completely shake solid again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio call interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, descend in Mustang. '' That was our house call sign.

I struggled over to the handheld. `` Yeah Little Tiger, what 's up. '' Erin wanted something.

'' Just letting you know that eggbeater flew by again. Looks like he wants to land. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't dash unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't fool ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that womanhood down for ten have intercourse minutes ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' Hurry up whoreson. Little Tiger out. ``

Is that any way to sing to her commanding officer ? I did n't think so. She will demand some kind of punishment tonight. Probably have to tie her Down and hit her watch me fuck her girlfriend Payton. Yeah, that would play !

I did need to hurry, though. We had seen a meat cleaver go by a few times in the finish week. They were checking us out. It was the Air effect or the regular army, we could n't tell which but knew it was military.

The girls helped me dress in my just zombie killing rig. We did n't consume uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more pragmatic matters. They finished strapping on my gear and I hauled ass down to the rear of overlord 's and President Andrew Johnson Hardware computer storage in the jeep. They were going to follow me in a couple minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 feet away, the door gunner covering us. Some soldiery inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the punk of the Jeep and stepped away from it. I made big pointing motions with my hands, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few one C feet. A modest bag dropped out of the chopper and landed in a good deal of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio wrapped in dirty socks and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' Howdy, '' I called, might as well sound friendly. `` Whatcha guys want. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United State Department Army. Do we feature license to shore ? I 'd like to verbalise with whomever is in charge. ``

'' If your intent are peaceful, Colonel, then hail on down. ``

They sat the hoot down in a whirlwind of dust and shut it down. After a few tense moments where we each wondered if we would shoot at each early, I turned slowly to point I was unarmed. Erin and the Masters brothers still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my mass had their artillery trained on the ground forces fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and approached me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, mayor, commandant, maitre d'hotel, and founder 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 presume a less belligerent position ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their guns elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' Drink, sir ? '' I queried. `` A trivial of Volunteer State 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a respectable idea ! '' I ushered him into the Hardware computer memory where Morgan quickly set us up with a bottle of jack and two glasses. I poured us each a couple fingers worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen nigh 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 speed hand, for sure. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and arm. But I did n't need to just feed away the paint to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of Fort Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their fair share of zombie trouble, but were fortunate to not devolve into total anarchy. They still had over half of their military personnel, about 8,500 folks including families on base.

'' virtually other initiation were n't that lucky, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks 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 address your convenience out front ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Carlos Death Pit, you mean. Invented by an eighteen year old girl, who happens to be my wife and mother of my fry. Anyway, it 's pretty unproblematic, but very effective. You wan na take a look ?. ``

We walked alfresco and found the chopper guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. guy wire were smiling and laughing, having a expert time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your boys forgot to pull security department ! ``

He shook his heading. `` We 've got about an 8:1 ratio of men to fair sex, so your gals here are a pile for very, very sore eyes ! ``

'' Not going to be a problem, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not tolerate any kind of unwillful behavior. That being said, we do give birth some VERY well-fixed charwoman who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain moral standard. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my secondly in bursting charge. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised paseo to get to the Death pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his people moved here from another town after a share incident brought us together. We took over a truck stop north of here, arranged the shipping containers to act as walls and funnels, and to act as incline for our snake god friends. We 've got a short Bobcat skidsteer simple machine over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Sanchez Pit of end ! By the way, we claim all copyrights and stylemark to that gens. ``

The Army guys were stunned by the expiry Pit. We were currently in the middle of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a couple one thousand zombilators, at to the lowest degree. We mostly stood guard, somewhat out of visual modality so the zeds would n't get distracted, and fired a shot every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot dusk and tried to clamber over the container wall.

'' It 's so dim-witted ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, elegant ! You do n't even need bait, right ? You 've got fastball rising from the burning dead, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few times, and we did n't have enough people or ammo to fight them one by one. We needed a inactive resolution, and Lorrie Sanchez came up with it ! I 've seen enough zombie spirit motion-picture show, although I never expected to be in one. But the masses were always making dumb error. They never had a place they could lock down and try and come out over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any problem with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a little confused. The fire might die down or a Bronx cheer might distract them. But then we just ring this bell we got from a Christian church. '' I pointed to the Alexander Graham Bell hanging out in the center of the pit, supported by a 2x4 structure. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacons, cop lights, to get their aid again. When it gets slow, we have to block up the Allium tricoccum so we can clean out the tramp down torso. That 's probably the biggest risk, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's mind was spinning. `` You could, wow, build more than Allium tricoccum, dig a bass pit so they always break, rig up lightness so they fire in sequence to create illusion of move up the ramp ... holy shit, this could really work. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' wellspring, sir, it does work. But yeah, you could expatiate 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 moment he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you guys defecate me a list of what you need ? You 've got a undecomposed apparatus here and I want to see you come through. You 're going to need more farmland than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with pure gloat. `` wellspring. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be courteous. Ma Deuces and Barretts, and plenty of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallons of petrol, and tanks to go for it. A few thousand MRE 's would help. What else. dress. Soap. john paper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yea fence ! We need fencing stuff so we can lucubrate our farms. stooge, chickens, cows, and some more than category, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okay with you, I 'd care to set up an adjunct post here. Man it with 50 people. Some Humvee. 2 Strykers. Medical trailer and faculty. And I 'd like to tender you a delegation as a John Major in the ground forces reserve. The post will be under your control. ``

'' I 'm honored sir, '' I said, my articulation faltering. `` Not sure enough I want to be in the ground forces, though. I just want to remain here and parent my family line. No disrespect, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the second-stringer. You 'll stay here and overtop the entire county, maybe even various counties. But you will live here. With our support. Meanwhile, we will take your Sanchez idea and liberate all of Centennial State, and the country, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chopper. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as railroad engineer and designer of the new office. Erin fairly leapt at the chance to escort Cpl. Flint around. Poor guy, I thought. He does n't stand a opportunity !

I went back to the mansion and told the ladies and the baby about the conversation. Jessie spit up a little, but I did n't call for that as a negative. Gayle, however was a petty different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these Army guys valse in here and take on over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about shitheads that live off the government tit ? ``

Well, dogshit, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a good deal.

'' Babe, '' I said, trying to sound aspirer. `` We have to connect with others. We have to get rid of these zombies. We need medicine, more food, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my tiddler, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able to grow, and suit something other than just semi-starving automaton fighters ! We do n't experience to go back to the old mode of pure greed and avarice, but maybe we can make a better man this meter. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this shit up. I do n't desire to be beholden to the Army, either. But I feel the best way to amend the world is to get involved, be the one on the inside and pathfinder policy and change. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the quietus of the creation dies completely ... ''

What the fuck did I just say ? I do n't want fantastic, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie pyrexia, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't desire you leaving us. Show the Army how to build these destruction Pits. But let *them* do it. You stay here, mister. That 's an order. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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quaternary days later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'Army uniform. Already had a ribbon on it, too. Red, white, and depressed band with a'Z'in the midsection of it. I got several sets of camo also, as did everyone in town. But the colonel said I should wear this for my stately generalisation and speech to the town.

I stepped out into the mob room of my adobe castle to see what the gentlewoman thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

wildcat whistle. Catcalls. Fist ticker. And that was from baby Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her way. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' Turn around Mr, '' ordered Lorrie. She and Gayle and Erin made appreciative noises.

'' It has to be done, '' Gayle said as she began moving towards me.

'' Definitely, '' added Erin, also moving.

'' covering fire me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to handle the military personnel in ... xv mo ! ``

'' This wo n't get hold of that long, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my unvarying pants and took out my hardening rooster. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her uniform blouse and took her tits out. Staring me down, she lifted her nipple to her mouth and began to suck in her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't bring long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my friend pouf Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

gossip welcomed !