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

Without pulling out, I managed to turn over her onto her back and continued fucking her. She took it like a title-holder, although she was n't much more than a rag doll. All she managed to do was pant and moan as my hammer slammed into her clock time and again.

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

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 month, although that really was n't my style. After my divorce, I played it pretty fast and liberal with the noblewoman. Nothing too bass, nix too serious, just kept it visible radiation. If the lady was in to me, then, outstanding ! If she was n't, no worries, there 's more.

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

I squeezed one tit hard as my early arm supported me. Her soft flesh felt wonderful in my manus. Just beautifully squishy and yet house, with very responsive nipples. I pushed it up to her face and sucked her tit right following to her face. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own nipple, to which she accepted and gently drew into her mouth. I kissed her and she released her tit ; we both licked it vigorously as my gourmandize turncock continued to fuck her tight pussy.

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

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

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

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

'' okey baby, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my hammer a couple time and her bitch responded with death-grip hold as she came. I wanted to cum on her tits and side. I wanted to cake her entire body with my spermatozoan. I wanted her to know that she was very special to me. I could barely contain my cum.

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

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

I stroked a twosome metre and felt the fantastic feel as hot cum began flying out of my cock.

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her tits and went to stop her face with her helping hand. My cum splashed onto her tits and a brace current hit her blocking hands fully force. Dammit, would 've gone right in her mouth, too. She turned her mind as far to the side as it would go. Still, a few stray free fall and splatter got through and hit her face and neck.

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

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

Jesus, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The faucet ran for several minutes as she cleaned up. Hell, I 'm surprised she did n't take a bathtub or a shower. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her whisker, apparently so none of my nasty stuff would come in contact with her lucky locks. Hey, she did have gorgeous hair, but still, man.

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

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

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

People should just have signs around their cervix. `` I suck at blowjob. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't cream puss. '' It would pull through us all a lot of trouble in the long run.

I was rather disappointed. We had talked of taking next hebdomad off and going to my lot cabin. Spending a workweek with her in a cabin, screwing, hiking, fucking, tight fitting dipping, boffing this beautiful womanhood. Maybe I could still ring her and --

No ! Bad ! elasticity out of it ! Who needs a selfish beauty ?

Right. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

I packed up my jeep with a bunch of geared wheel and headed north out of phoenix, up to Colorado River. No, I 'm not telling you where it is, exactly. I do n't want a bunch of you people showing up here, especially after all that 's happened.

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

It 's a cooperative venture between myself and three of my high school buddies. One of them, David, had this land above a low Town. We decided it would make a cool off getaway. So we built a small cabin and took act using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain amount of money each month for improvements and such. After 15 years, it 's somewhat fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the place looks like a nice Southwestern adobe brick house. It 's rather deceptive, though, as the paries are 3 substructure of steel, brick, dirt, and adobe. The windows are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are swell for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's sort of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and hidden memory board area where we 've got 3 40'containers of food, wearable, provision, artillery, 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 bikes, though ; too uncoordinated.

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

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` Information Officer '' of our group. substance, I built us a network with satellite access to the 'net. I had supererogatory servers and spare parts to final stage for years and days. Part of my job was to download stuff, selective information. So I downloaded Youtube TV of how to make diesel fuel, tutorials on farming, article on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, Goat milking, books on making whisky, plus I ripped K of movies and stored them, too. We had a pretty good encyclopedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And porno. I downloaded lot of porno. telecasting and narration. Guys got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all doom and gloom.

So I went up the Saturday after Claire. I got the solar panels out and set them up. Got out the windmills, checked the shelling, checked the fuel stratum, checked our piddle cooler ... basically made the place livable.

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

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

'' Uh, what 's on ? '' We had code word 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 spirit. I thought it was dead but then it flopped around -- ''

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

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

There was ONE tarradiddle about a guy eating another guy. I mean, Dahmer did Sir Thomas More than that. Then there was some guy in Florida a twosome long time ago doing that. That 's not exactly a Zombie Apocalypse. I called David back.

'' dandy, 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 heart flack. He bit like three nurses and orderlies. The mass medium passed it off as a crazed lunatic. ``

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

'' Yeah, '' said Jacques Louis David. `` The medium is covering it up. I know. It 's only one matter. But the guy is my Doctor of the Church. It 's on. I 'm telling you. I 'm sounding the alarm. ``

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

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. zombi. If that 's confessedly, I 'll call for more of my gunman. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my requisite AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my married woman, now ex. ( We decided to deliver standardized hit man for piece etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's delicately, but I want my 1911, my early AR with the visualize range, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other pistols, and more ammunition, and some former crap. And, night as well get as much food as I can while the store 's are still open.

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

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

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

After a grueling trip-up home, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to restrain going. I packed up wearing apparel, pictures, gaud, cameras, anything of value. I have a decent-sized off-road public utility company preview, so that got partially filled up with all that stuff. My Jeep I filled with my accelerator, ammunition, other weapons, my amber and silver rounds, all my tools, and cans of gas. Grabbed my topical anesthetic stash of Johnny Cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour super Walmart.

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

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's canned fruits. Filled up an entire shopping cart of yellowish pink and Pyrus communis and Ananas comosus. Took that out to the poke and dumped it. Went back and bought another pushcart of tinned vegetables. Then I went for the fire meats like stews, tuna fish, Gallus gallus, Spam, chili. Took two go-cart for all that.

More trips for soups, vegetables, and then the boxful of spud dishes and pasta dish. more than trips for cooking oil, spiciness, and more stuff and nonsense I do n't even no what. At some point, one of the proletarian started helping me so thing 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 heed me asking ? ``

I thought about it for a here and now, then spoke straight up. `` Might be the living dead, Stan. You should get ready. Get some solid food and shite. '' I tipped him a couple of hundreds. He was really helpful.

As I was checking out the last cart, a frenetic call came over the loudspeaker.

'' Code Blue to ladies wear ! Code blue angel lady Wear ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the helper swell, Stan.

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

I paid the clerk. We heard shriek coming from close by. Coming from the dame clothing section. Two char staggered out from the racks, large wounds on their arms. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The Rescue
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I got the hell out of Dodge, err, Phoenix. When the shit hits the fan, you want to be first out or you 'll be stuck in traffic jams forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Sun morning time so the roads were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily load up landrover up the 5,500 base raise on I-17 to Flagstaff.

Talked to my brother on the cell, they were all making their way to the cabin with their married woman. Claire called, she sounded panicky. She apologized, and could I please take her to the cabin ? I told her to go to the Walmart I was just at and buy a gun and some ammunition. She told me to make out off. I told her to suck a pecker until it cums.

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

Went up to flagpole and turned east on 40, could see some fires burning in the little urban center. Went 50 some-odd international mile outside of town, then found a position road to obliterate and carry a rest.

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

The little townsfolk just below our compound in the hills seems to be okay. The intelligence is reporting case of act of terrorism on a heavy scale leaf. No mention of zombies, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and balanced reporting. Do n't require people to know what 's really happening. The internet site are going crazy though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

Saint David stopped answering his mobile phone phone. So did Chris and Steven. Maybe the cellphone went down due to superpower outages ? They are far too smart to get caught up in this poop. I hope. But then, I drove out of only one actual city. They 've got grievance of cities to get through.

I swept the sphere, all take in. Then I started unloading the trailer and landrover, and got down to the business of survival.

Two Sir Thomas More days went by before the first living dead showed up in Town. At least, that 's what I figured. I could hear the gunfire, and could see cars speeding about the place. havoc. I considered going down to help oneself, but, what can one man do ? There were hundreds of them. Plus, I did n't really know the layout well, would probably just get myself killed. Ah, who am I kidding. I was just being a pussy.

I re-considered on the third day.

Now, my Jeep horse wrangler already proved to be a pretty good zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tire, M/T 's with serious knobby pace. It 's the 4-door exemplar outfitted with extra gas tanks, 5.13 gear, offroad brightness and nicknack, it 's pretty heavy. And it has a big ass bumper in the front which proved great at knocking over Zed and his Zed booster. But for real survival of the fittest, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 meter stronger than the Jeep, has high-pitched ground headroom, has four doorway and a camper box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type vehicle, then they became useable to the public. This one was originally a command and communicating motortruck. We rigged it up as an emergency truck with a ladder, aesculapian gear, fire extinguishers, gun wrack, everything we could imagine of.

I put on my camo gear. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear. It has hard plastic pieces that cover the chest and back, forearms, human elbow, upper limb. I figured it would be unvoiced to get burn that way. Put on my breast rig which held my 1911 and 6 cartridge for that. It also held 8 magazine for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed iron heel, clamber guards, human knee pads, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar gloves that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a confused army man, cipher really matched but what the underworld. I do n't need to be camouflaged from Zed, just call for to be hard to eat. Grabbed my scattergun, AR, and a suppressed .22 caliber rifle.

Got in the Mog and repel to town.

Much of the town was subdued, I turned down onto the derelict main street and kept a smell out. In my mirrors I could see a unknown site ; zombies exiting stores and turning to follow my truck. Was everybody dead ?

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

It was quieten. Too quiet for the Zombie Apocalypse.

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

The zombie moan. We learned to hate and revere that auditory sensation. The groan seemed to be a `` Hey living dead friends, there 's kernel over here ! '' kind of a thing. I knew more were coming soon. I heard some more zombie groan behind me.

Time to go. I got back in the cab and was quick to turn the key when I heard respective female screams from a nearby house. diddlysquat. That 's also the direction where the moan came from.

I took the keys ( did n't need to go away them in the lighting and have some live prick take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my bigger AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the home to investigate.

As I climbed the steps up the porch, I could see many Zeds milling about inside, trying to get up the stairs where the screeching were coming from. I took aim and started shooting. Headshots only, you know. Which is n't that easy considering a head is n't very big and they are moving, not holding still. So it took me a guessing and sometimes two or three to belt down one. But the AR is semi-automatic, meaning all I have to do is pull out the trigger for each bullet, so I can fritter pretty fast. good auto would 've been decent ... shoulda got that instead but that 's illegal in CO. Thanks, politicians.

As the zombies started dropping, the still living ones ... or ... still undead ones, turned and saw me and came my counsel. 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 ones on the steps. I then tried climbing the step, but it was full of blood and panel and really short living dead. The screams continued upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could hear some moans up there, though.

red cent ! Some zombie motherfucker grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a couch. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a wad of absolutely ezed. The female person screams continued on a higher floor, I figured I could shoot down this fallen one later.

I ran back outside, started the Mog and backed her right up to the theatre, destroying the picket fence and garden in the process. But now the top of the put up motor home box was pretty lots in dividing line with the porch roof, which led to the arcsecond story windows. Climbed up the hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch covering, and I landed in the upstair hallway.

The zed up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullets. The screams continued in a bedroom. I turned in to see a gal and a woman trying to hold off two zombies with chairs. A bunch of people were backed up in the corners of the room. They were n't going to lastly often foresighted. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a small but leaden duty combination tool of crow-bar and shovel. The shovel bound are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw bound and a bottle opener, so it 's pretty poise. I hooked one Zed with the wrecking bar end and pulled him off the immature girl.

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

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

living dead moan outside. They 're coming in the house again.

I surveyed the situation, but there was too lots going on. There were various female and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive posture. Plus a few that seemed to be down. Nobody had any hired gun, just some garden rakes and while of wood, a baseball game bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed set to give up. They were also mostly in skirts and heels, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had elbow room for these the great unwashed. My cabin had room as my buddy did n't look to be coming. It is kind of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

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

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

A chorus of `` roll in the hay yeahs ! '' and other affirmatives followed, until this onetime charwoman stepped forward from the others. And by older, I mean she was probably my age. She was the one that was fighting off a Zed in the beginning but was now tending to a missy on the floor.

'' Do you have any medical supplies ? '' she asked, desperately. `` kickoff aid kit ? Food ? What ? I 'm creditworthy for these girls. ``

She was stunning. Her medium distance black hair was a muddle. She was smutty ; origin and grime on her side, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. form of Latino looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

'' I mean, I 've got a secure home, food, first aid, to a greater extent guns, you 'll be safe. Safer than here. '' She thought about it for a moment. I held out my hand. `` It 's now or never, sweetheart. ``

The living dead moan from downstairs pretty much sealed the lot. `` They 're coming up again, '' said one of the girls.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Rock and roll ! '' she said with gusto. She fired a guesswork down the stairs. Then a twosome more.

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

'' Good girl ! jibe placement, do n't languish ammo. soul get my helmet ! ``

Blake, the beau of the bunch, helped me with the push down girl. She was bleeding pretty badly from a wound to her cover, her vesture was in shreds. It was hard to manoeuver her because we were trying not to refer her dorsum. The jolly lady was helping too. Turns out this wounded fille was her daughter. We finally got external, 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. `` What 's that bird 's name ? The gun ? 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 government agency across the floor.

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

'' first shooting, sweetie. stay put on this side, though, I 'll get the other slope. And you. Yeah you. ``

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. spot for her. William Tell her which I are closemouthed. toss off the closest ones first, then work your way out. Here, hold these two magazine publisher. Do n't throw away the empties. ``

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

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

I hopped down on the cowl of the Mog and killed a brace right by the driver 's threshold of the truck.

Bam Bam ! Another one over here ... Bam ! And here ... Bam ! Bam ! shit missed Bam ! Bam ! Bam ! click ! Oh yeah, only eight cycle in my .45. Got ta restrain upright caterpillar tread when I 'm shooting.

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

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

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

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

We pulled out slowly, squishing utter caput and bodies as we went. The truck lurched and heaved side to side as we listened to the sickening audio. Two or three days ago, these were moms and dads, shopkeepers, barbers, highschool schoolhouse kidskin ... today they are just stagnant meat walking. This public sucks.

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

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

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

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Chapter 3 - The comer
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We got up to my chemical compound. Locked the gate as I was sure we would receive some followers. Found out that the harm girl was Lothringen and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our little medical room. Yes, we actually have a elbow room for this. Like a tiny physician authority. She was barely conscious, but I got her to accept some water and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help oneself notice that, underneath her deplume blouse, Lorraine had enormous bosom. Like mother, like daughter, I guess.

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

backrest to the injured Lorraine. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the data guy. My buddy David was the medical checkup Man. He took all the Red Cross training and CERT social class and studied the books and shite. I hate blood. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of early hoi polloi 's blood, either.

Gayle looked at me as if to say, 'Well, fix her up !'I took a deep 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 make made the Frankenstein brute blush, they were that bad. But they seemed to hold the pelt together. I slathered her with antibiotic cream and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't aid but notice that no thing how pretty her female parent was, this bruise miss was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, eighteen. Jesus, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

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

They were at a funeral dwelling in Denver when one of the dead masses got up and started biting tribe. They lost some of their people. Gayle was trying to be strong, helping me, trying to re-assure me that my doctoring was ok. I finished the last 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 ... things ... ( sniff ) Jesus ... we 'd all be ... we 'd all be dead right now ! ``

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

Gayle began to fall back to convention. `` I, I do n't know how to give thanks you ... I do n't even know your public figure ! Oh I 'm such an ass ! ``

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

'' Gayle Carlos the Jackal. Well, thank you, Michael. You 've saved my life and my daughter 's ... May I give you a buss ? ``

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

Our back talk met in a gentle, chaste buss. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a second at the most. But we stayed there for respective s ... then I squeezed her a picayune tighter and our kiss became a little Thomas More passionate. She squeezed me back as our sass pressed harder against each other. I became extremely conscious of her white meat pressing into me, and my cock started to constrain. Her external respiration increased, along with mine, our mouths opened a bit, and sure enough, our knife met at the same prison term. She was dirty, smelled a little, and her hair's-breadth was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My turncock roared to full attention as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her waistline. My bridge player slid down to her skirt, I could feel the bare cutis of her back.

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

We broke the kiss.

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

Gayle looked at my bulging pants. `` I 'm bad. I should n't stimulate -- ''

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

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

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

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

I needed another hour or two to calm down. I mean, wow, what a kiss ! She was so pretty, though. I thought of my history with jolly 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 hugs and squeeze and to a greater extent hugs. But, I did n't really remember anyone 's name that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty ripe looking bunch, and maybe a set of baby ? William Blake and the girls returned to their bowls of chili quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really deplete much in 3 twenty-four hours. Gayle and I joined in the grub academic session and the mood was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to entail. Meaning happy. They were felicitous to be awake, I was glad to receive some ship's company, fine-looking party at that !

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

'' I 'll arrive with you, '' volunteered Erin, the shooter biddy. `` I 'll ascertain your back. ``

'' Sure, be effective to have some Sir Thomas More eyes. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her face and hands. In all the discombobulation and fighting in the beginning, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking expert looking. Nice little framing, a little over five invertebrate foot tall and not giant dope. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other girls, she seemed improperly dressed for the occasion, but she did have some boots that seemed to fit.

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

'' flavour at this, '' I said. I pulled out my Crovel, then pulled out a screw-on spike heel 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 handwriting as she took the Crovel with the three inch ear on the end. She walked to the fence and watched for a bit as the zombi spirit tried to get at us. His name tag said `` Jerry Davis, raft real estate. '' His pharynx was torn up, must get been why he was n't moaning. Being a new snake god, he did n't give that completely crappy look like you see in the pic. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his eyes were all red and splotchy, he stank like mother fucker, and his skin was turning that sallow, pallid color.

'' Sorry Hun, '' Erin intoned. `` I do n't cogitate we 're matter to in selling ! ``

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

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

'' You know, '' she said. `` I do n't know 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 vocalism trailed off.

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

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

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

'' No dump. I want to be intimate just about anybody right now. But I 'm on my goddamn period ... ''

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

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

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

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

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

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

She then knelt down on the dry land with the rifle between her pegleg. She pulled it up into her pussycat and grabbed her boob through her blouse. She moaned with pleasure as she gripped the rifle with her thighs.

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

'' Jesus Christ, yes ! Let me breastfeed that, please ? Let me suck your big heavily rooster. ``

With one hand pulling the rifle into her twat, she gripped my raging turncock with the early and engulfed me with her mouth.

Fucken A ! She took probably 6 of my 8 inches into her hot rima oris. Then she bobbed quickly up and down my beam of light, her script following her mouth and squeezing my stopcock so fucking hard.

She spoke between her moan. `` Mmm, mmm, mmm ... you liking this ? Mmm, mmm, mmm ... this is gon na make me cum ... mmm, mmm, mmm, god it 's so big ... ``

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

'' You fucking GO Erin ! Yes ... you were a shag creature today ... you 're a fucking hard corps killer ... suck that rooster, suck it suck it suck it oh FUCK I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

I expected her to extract back, but she did n't bump stride at all. She kept sucking my concentrated pecker as it began to pulse and throb.

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

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

She hollered `` YES '' and yanked up her shirt to reveal her gorgeous boob. With my other hired man 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 script with her legs and thrashed about as her sexual climax took her.

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh ass ... shit ... bull ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the wafture kept cumming.
I spotted a snake god at the fencing. I traded hands so my right was now destitute to draw my .45.
Boom ! And the Zed 's pass exploded.

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

Boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' FUCK ! ``

roar !

'' Jesus Christ you 're killing me ! ! ! ``

godsend !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

Boom bonanza gravy Boom !

And she finally collapsed, her consistence trembling as her sleeve hit the dirt.

I dropped the discharge handgun on the ground.

I was hard as a fucking rock-and-roll again. I had never seen such a carnal display in my life. I furiously stroked my cock as she watched. In a few mo I shot a pocket-size payload rightfield on her gorgeous little tits. The sperm cell was less, but my sexual climax was great. Holy shit.

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

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

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

'' Yeah, Zombies. Z. ezed. 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 peg around me and all my gear.

'' I need you to love me, Michael. Seriously. Aunt Flo leaves townsfolk in a partner off daytime. ``

'' You make sure as shooting it 's all clear and I 'll eat your cunt till you beg me to cease. ``

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

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear. `` Few more than zombies showed up. Right at the fence. ``
Some of the little girl were all fresh and cleanse. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camo bloomers and tee shirt. A couple were still bemire, waiting their turn. William Blake was all blank too. Guess he did n't know about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a computing machine in this footling part over here. And I 've got a tablet. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's left of it. Why do n't you do ... five minute transmutation until everyone has a shot at it, then necessitate ten minute transformation. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' How 's your young woman, um ... ''

'' Lothringen. ``

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

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

'' Yeah. Probably due to my shitty stitchery. Maybe we 'll put some super glue on it to facilitate seal up the wound. ``

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

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical room and re-patched her daughter, Lorraine. Found out Thomas More of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in Boulder, Colorado. A group of 20 of the sorority missy had gone down to south Denver for a funeral of one of their ally who 'd been killed in a car fortuity. The religious service was at a funeral home and, during the Robert William Service, one of the other dead bodies came out of the back room and started to bite phratry. This automaton bit five or six mass before they subdued it. The girls fled in scare. Gayle, the sign mother, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to score their way back, monumental dealings jam developed as zombies and citizenry ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their girls died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the little girl 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 north, to go back nursing home, but everything was blocked. She found an gap south and went that way.

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

They ran out of gas a mates sea mile from here, and hoofed it into township. Not so easygoing with panicky miss and mellow blackguard. 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.

'' Jesus of Nazareth. I do n't jazz what to say. I 'm glad I took my helmet off at that minute. ``

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

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

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

I decided it was time for a fiddling modification of pace.

'' Alright ladies. Listen up. We 're having hot chocolate and moving-picture show in ten minutes. Get your pajama and get ready for bed ! ``

I made the hot chocolates, and put a liberal amount of money of Pearl Mae Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a pic as the girls found spots on the couches with their pillows. near were in my Boxer boxers and my Olea europaea disconsolate T-shirts. They all asked what moving-picture show, but I would n't tell apart them.

The music started as beautiful shots of peck passed by on the screenland. The euphony built up ...

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

Julie St. Andrew appeared on the top of a Hill and started singing `` The Alfred Hawthorne are animated, with the Sound of music. ``

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

I came out for the stopping point time, Gayle and Erin had saved me a pip on the couch in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to centre on the motion picture to keep my erection down.

As the movie played on, we started singing all the song pretty much at the top of our lungs. Yes. I 'm a man who likes musical theater. Get over it. I like Metallica and STP and Johnny Reb immediate payment, too. amplify your mind a bit.

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

I surveyed my short political party ... bare legs all over, a few nips poking through here and there, two affectionate females leaning against me ... could be worse.

The movie finally ended. Had to wake up a match girls to get them to their seam. I got clinch and kisses from everyone, even Blake. wellspring, not osculation, thank God.

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

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

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

'' Something awry ? '' I whispered to her in the near darkness. The room was just barely lit by a couple of light-emitting diode from the router.

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

I opened my weapons system and she hugged me, like she was holding on for dear life. She cried quietly against my chest for several minutes as I rocked her. I did n't need to ask what it was, I could pretty a good deal form it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many ally die, probably orphaned now ... still, my cock got backbreaking because of a raw trunk pressed into me.

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

I moved my hand down to her rather plump ass, her piano physique so bendable in my strong custody. She moaned and thrust her tongue in my sass, searching, exploring. Her mitt went down to my rooster and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

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

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

I rolled on top of her, my rock-and-roll severely pecker between her pertly shaven legs. With just a fiddling maneuvering, my pecker found her pussy. I rubbed myself up and down her slit a couple times, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my stopcock was right at her front threshold. Then I entered her knowledge domain. She gasped as I slowly subside my cock into her. I just pressed, let my weight come down on her. I drove my cock all the way in. 8 in of love muscle 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 virgule brought new moans and gasp from both of us. We slowly increased upper. Little faster. Little harder, too. Her dodgy cunt bulwark felt so dainty and besotted on my steel hard shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't want to let go. I grabbed her left tit toilsome, 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 XX, who the roll in the hay knows I ca n't even suppose of her name ) with her slick cunt is helping the situation way too very much. No amount of football intellection are going to stop this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

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

She only clenched harder, wanting me to cum inside her. Yeah, maybe not right now ...
The cums finally got to me, I pulled out ( with some difficultness ) and shot my load from right wing there. Long stripe of cum snap out, I 'm not certain where they went as it was nearly nighttime. I stroked until it was all done. Jesus Christ that was nice.

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

I pressed her back down on the mattress and 69 'd her, but mostly my turncock just hung in her case. But I went to Town on her pussy. I just ate her hard, and licked her hard, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my totally fount in there. She pumped her clit against my tongue as I jammed most of my hand up her dripping jackass. I pumped her furiously with my flexing fingers and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty cunt juices. I slipped my former 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 dissonance, she clamped her thighs together, locking my mitt in post in her ass and twat. I pressed harder on her clit as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and kept my face right in there. I wanted this baby to think this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the replete radiance of the LED. She dipped a couple fingers of her right manus into her cunt, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her helping hand up to her right tit and coated it with her own juices. With her left over 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 left tit.

Well that was new. And fucking cock-hardening. Jesus when I was 69-ing her it did n't get hard again, but seeing this. Christ. I 've cum 3 times in the last few hours, 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 open helping hand to my stopcock, to show her what she did to me.

She grinned, then turned and got on all tetrad, her pussy and ass in unornamented view of the dim Light Within. She turned her head back towards me and raised her supercilium. She does n't talk a good deal, but we seem to understand each other pretty well without the chatter.

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

She turned and looked at me again, and shook her head. This could only mean one thing.
'' You sure ? '' I asked. This was n't something that, in my experience, most chicks enjoyed very a great deal. Certainly not Whitney Moore Young Jr. chicks.

I dropped down a little and played with her pussy, getting my digit wet so I could lube up her asshole. I drew up as a great deal saliva as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a minute or so I assumed the situation again, only a small gamey this time.

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

The headway slid right in.

She stiffened slightly at first, but I worked it back and forth a piece and she relaxed again. With some more back and forward activity, I pressed a lilliputian harder, going deeper into this usually tabu area. I did n't want to press to hard, though, and hurt her or scare her off.

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

She grabbed a pillow and collapsed into it with her brass and munition holding it tight, her ass still pointing into the air to admit her butt-fucking. Time to go to puzzle out !

With increasing intensity, I fucked her ass in force. It 's different than a pussy, pie-eyed right at the initiative but a bit looser once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

I reached around to frig her pussy with one hand and grabbed a big tit with the other and squeezed the shit out of it. Still not a audio out of her. Hey, I do n't need her to heat everyone up but I also want to consume some shock on her, know what I mean ?

I fucked her faster, so fast I was like a blur in her nasty ass. I grabbed her nipple and made a clenched fist with it inside my fingerbreadth. My cop dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her cunt and raised her body to fill each nimble poke of my cock.

She squealed into her pillow. A piddling. then more. Then a LOT more than as I continued this relentless Assault on her person.

She raised up on all fours again, arched her back, and trembled with another orgasm.
I came too, right-hand then. I could experience her cunt quivering and her ass gripped my pecker as I shot load after encumbrance of hot cum in her ass.

The door to my little reckoner room burst exposed and somebody hit the brightness level, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent splendor. What the actual piece of tail ?



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

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

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

'' What 's the matter with her ? '' I asked, trying to break the tensity. My piece of tail crony tried to dig a hole in the air mattress. She managed to obscure a little bit in the blanket. Of course, by this time, a twain other girls had come out to see what the job was. I started dressing.

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

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

With sudden sword in her voice and a cold hard stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a fever of 103.6. She wo n't arouse up. I looked at the injury and it seems taint. Her external respiration is shallow and ragged. She needs antibiotics, or something. ``

diddley, I thought as I laced up my thrill. I do n't have any melted antibiotic drug, just oral contraceptive pill. But you ca n't hit an unconscious mind person swallow oral contraceptive pill and liquid. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' person go get William Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in Ithiel Town ? ``

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

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

'' Um ... um ... Yeah ! When those hikers got lost endure 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 shooter girl ? Erin ? ``

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll make a speed run to town. 5 bit. Grab some son of a bitch from the Doc 's situation. rear immediately. 10 minutes, height. We 'll hold open her. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' 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 clip. The Unimog is an awesome rig, but it 's not tangible fast, and it 's not real restrained. I had outfitted my Jeep with some honorable Teraflex parts underneath so we could handle the rough road at speeding with ease.

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

I cut the luminosity and slowed. The landrover has a quiet exhaust on it, but it still squeaks and the tyre make noise on the paving, too.

'' You can drive, good Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no worries. ``

'' Ok, it 's an machine rifle. We 're going to gage up to the spot. I 'm going to turn on these rear lights to shine inside. William Blake and I will smash and grab. I want you standing outside, but right by the Jeep. Keep it running. I need you to keep the surface area clear. But do n't charge until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes papa, '' she said.

What the fuck ? pappa ? Whatever ... I do n't ingest time to concern about that.

I busted in a window pane of spyglass on Doc 's figurehead door. The noise made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the unharmed matter down.

'' Eyes sharp, '' I whispered to Blake. `` Keep sweeping the light. '' He had a flashlight, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undo the lock. We entered the office.
sort of messy for a Doctor of the Church 's office, I thought. Papers and diddly-squat were on the floor, things knocked down. Maybe we were n't the number 1 to reave the seat ?

Blake waved towards the back, indicating where to go.

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

Stupid ... Stupid Stupid poor fish !

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

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a teen boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a quick snack. I could n't get my rifle to contain on something inches away from me. I was variety of sitting on my pistol, so that was no good. I punched him a couple times to keep him away. But Zed never gets tired, or hurt, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar tongue is on my chest of drawers rig, if I can just achieve it ....

Blake screamed.

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

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

Blake stood a few fundament from his own zombie. Doc brownness, from the looks of him. His white coat spattered with line of descent, he was coming towards Blake.

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

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

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

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

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

diddlysquat shit shit tinker's dam !

Blake handed me the keys to the cabinet.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV bags. I dumped out a trash can and throw off them all in there. Then I grabbed various tube-looking thing and as many panpipe as I could. I also threw in some bottles of pills, and slight bottleful of liquidity that had drug public figure on them. I do n't know what they were, I took them all. I looked at Blake as he struggled to speak.

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

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

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

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

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

'' You 're a audacious son of a bitch, '' I said, my vocalism cracking.

'' Yeah ... just go. This really hurts. Fucking nether region ... ''

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

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

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

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

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flare from the binding of the Jeep and lit it. I tossed it a couple foundation away. I made her repulse away, slowly down main Street without any illumination and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare would draw in the zombies towards its luminousness, so they would n't abide by us menage. We turned the recession, and she punched the accelerator for home.

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

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

Erin drove like a Baja 1000 champion. I sat there and bounced around. Somehow I had gotten my behind bash on, I do n't call back doing that.

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

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

'' Where 's William Blake ? ``

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

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

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

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

Gayle and the others looked at me. I tried to serve but my manus were too shaky. I almost spilled the amoxicillan bottleful. But I could still facilitate. Sort of.

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my voice sounding weird to me. `` Get the tablet over here. Yeah. dog on the server ikon, right. Click medical examination, ok click the IV booklet, click that file cabinet, yeah variety. ``

Fortunately, I had my downloaded files pretty well organized. We skimmed and found the counseling for the proper amount of antibiotic fluid for the IV bag. Erin put in the right on amount.
Then we searched the TV and found how to insert a personal line of credit for the IV. Gayle watched it twice.

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

She gave it a go.

She got it on the for the first time try. We set the dribble pace, and hoped for the best.

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

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

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

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

'' Thanks. ``

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

I sat up and swallowed the drinkable down.

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

I put my head in my work force and sobbed. That piteous nooky kid, he was only 18 or 19.

Gayle got my glass and poured another double shot.

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

'' fountainhead, I should n't take in put anyone who 's that unprepared in that berth. That 's why we 're getting up other tomorrow. We 're starting BASIC preparation. ``

I stood up to go to bed.

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

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her gens. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not sure what your design is, but you honest watch what you 're doing here. These miss are very ... tender right now. And you 're like some hero beginner fig to them. learn your step. Good night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my way and had a terrible sleep.

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Chapter 5 - staple
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Gayle changed out Lorraine 's IV bag in the middle of the dark. The next morning, her feverishness was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

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

Then we trained on the weapons. With youtube video recording and hands-on training, they became adept at handling, loading, and clearing the AR-15, the 10/22, and Remington 870 shotgun.
It was rather chilling during education, we could hear Zed moaning outdoors. We had n't locked the gate last night and they were in the perimeter. The young lady were paying very expert attention.

Finally, it was time for hot fire training. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the eternal sleep of us went up to the roof with one AR and the 10/22 and a bunch of cartridge clip 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 12 foot vertical walls.

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

'' Tina, you try it. '' The nice matter about the AR, it shoots a modest but powerful bullet. Still, the kick on that is minimum. Women can easily shoot down it without losing ascendency of the arm. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

'' okey you 're a trivial low, you got his chest. ``

BAM !

'' Still low, make sure you 're using the front peck, descent up both sights. ``

BAM !

'' And he 's down ! squeamish one ! Couple more now. ``

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few meter. Erin grabbed my ass at one stage, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my door last Night when I pulled my cock out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't seem to faze her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to take in developed a put off but still stiff dislike towards me. Sorry beloved, one candy kiss does n't signify we are scoop. Although, she is so blame attractive. And sweet, and strong. Christ ...

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

The rest of the day was more education, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 beat Z on your property ? We ended up fashioning these big hooks out of some rebar we had in a caducous. Rebar, that A-one inviolable steel they use in concrete structures. We tied two circle to that so two or four multitude could haul them across the ground. There was a small roughness in the priming outside the fence line of products, we dragged them over there as dependable we could. This ended up being the best strength training exercise. You used you legs, arms, chest, pith, everything.

I need these girls to be strong. I need to count on them. We need to take back our world.
Patsy stayed behind with Lothringen so Gayle could earn dinner fix for everyone, which was nice.

I really liked the fussy activity all day. It variety of help oneself keep Blake out of my head. But in the evening, he came back to gravel me. A lot. The girl put on Legally Blonde. No, not a porno, the one with Reese Witherspoon. I just was n't up for it, though, and retired to my room with a six-pack of Budweisers.

I worked on the computer, checked the boards for new info, put out some information. We, the dust few still connected to the Web, were trying to spot if death was caused by the snack only, or if it could be caused by transference of fluids. Like, say, a Zed drools on you and it gets in your lip or eye or a cut. Nobody had anything conclusive yet. I said we should wear it 's assignable without a sharpness, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George Romero zombie ; not really fast, not sassy, drawn to smell out, audio and question, and eagre for human shape to eat. well at least nobody has seen any running zombies. Unfortunately, it seemed that any death was now a turn-into-a-zombie event. Not just from a collation, but a pith flak, too.

Then I looked at our supplies, our land mapping, and tried to think of some programme. Winter was coming. We could n't plant anything now. But there 's heap we should be doing. The principal matter was, we needed to clean out the Town. But before that, we needed to get these girls in shape and properly outfitted. They were all wearing clothes and brake shoe that did n't really fit.

One more than day of training, then we 'll make a another high-speed panache into town for some stuff.
I heard the flick ending and the political 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 soft hug. She does n't know me at all, but everyone 's been filling her in on the Recent epoch events. Lorraine is ... really pretty. I mean, take your breath away pretty. She looks at you and you puff out your chest a little, take in in your gut.

I had a couple generous crack of gentleman's gentleman tar, and I tried going to sleep. But nothing happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my door again. bastard. My judgement was n't in the right place for this. William Blake 's last weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

I got up and went to open the threshold. 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 room access spread out, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Johnson sisters. They were n't twins, being a brace year apart, but they had a potent family resemblance. Light reddish hair's-breadth, fair skin, cute little freckles ... oh man.

'' Yeah, little girl ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

But I 'm also a man.

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

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

The two little girl stood rightfulness in front of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's bloomers, exposing her shaved pubic arena. She raised Kristin 's leg kind of past tense me, so she was stepping on the sharpness of the desk. Kristin held on to the wall for support. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's body, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her office. And all the while she 's whispering `` wait at these tits ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so delicate '' and things like that. I was concerned for Kristin at first, but she seemed to get it on 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 match of deuce-ace before. And let me tell you, it ai n't like in the pornos. One of the lady friend is usually shy, and then someone gets their feelings hurt because they are n't getting sufficiency attention or whatever ... near people just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two sisters, different taradiddle ! Lizzie stopped eating her Sister 's puss and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous mouth was enhanced by the dripping pussy succus from Kristin. Jesus, kissing a hot Pres Young girl, who 's got her own sis 's juice on her lip, I was just melting. I was n't cognizant at the time, but all view of Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

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

I got up off the chair and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my fount in Kristin 's unseasoned cunt alright. Her juices already flowing from her sis 's lingua, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my gentle assault.

And this is where it gets kind of fuzzy. Lizzie went and sucked on Kristin 's tits some more ... then both of us were sucking Kristin 's breast ... then I got rolled on my back and had Lizzie 's cunt smashing my look and my turncock up Kristin 's cunt.

Then ... Well there was rubbing ... and sucking ... and kissing ... and seemingly everywhere I reached there was a nice female component to play with or take up or lie with. My cock was never not in a lip or a kitty-cat for very long at all. I remember at one point pulling my hammer out of Lizzie 's pussy and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's oral fissure. Both of the female child just could n't get enough of each others pussy juices.

A bit later, the girls were sixty-nining, with my pecker going in a hot pussy, and getting licked on the outstroke. Holy dump ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the time on all fours with Kristin under her ) told me to jack off into her asshole. I did n't really fuck her ass, just pressed the tip against her hole and jacked myself.

Her juicy ass felt wonderful as I shot load after incumbrance of cum into her can. Lizzie squealed as Kristin lapped her cunt 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 live with that material, squawk ! '' whispered Lizzie.

Kristin held my cum in her mouthpiece 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 River. Some ran down Kristin 's boldness. The two girls entwined their legs and ground their pussies into each other, cumming hard simultaneously in just a duo transactions. I forced my way from behind so I could try and lick both of their cunts. Nice.

We kept fucking, and grinding cunt, and I came in Lizzie 's boldness 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 glossa completely up Kristin 's ass, then slipped in a finger with some spitting and cunt juice. Finally she had three fingerbreadth in there and pronounced her ready.

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

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

Both young woman wanted more. I was n't ready to oblige anymore. But I laid there, sucking cushy tits while they masturbated themselves on my pegleg. I did cum one to a greater extent meter ... but there was hardly any semen cumming out, mostly just detritus at this point.

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

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

But that was n't enough. What then ? My programme was to get farming next springtime. But we need to clear out Zach and all his supporter first ; ca n't have him trampling all over our orbit and gardens.
Then, patsy spoke up.

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

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

Finally, Erin broke the stress. `` Why the screwing would you say that ? Are you fucking stupid ? '' That 's my daughter !

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

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

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

Hey, I 'm a believer in the U. S. make-up. You want to believe in the Big Sky Daddy, go right ahead. That 's your rightfulness, it 's section of the first-class honours degree Amendment. You want to believe in the Flying Spaghetti demon ? Fine. I do n't like. But your freedom and rights end when they impact my freedom and rights.

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

'' Patsy ... you can believe what you want to trust. But, you are also a Guest in my business firm. My architectural plan, for all the occupants of this house, is to try and get through this Zombie Apocalypse, and to keep sustenance and vote out the bad guy cable. I want to plant crop, I want us to be safe. I want us to live. I kind of opinion those were reciprocal feelings we all had. I expected everyone in this sign of the zodiac to work towards that destination. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

I took a sip of coffee and the girls all started shouting back and forth. 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 former side ? '' Everyone 's hired hand went up except Patsy's.

'' Well, what is the other alternative, Patsy ? ``

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

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

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

'' Do you require to wait in this house ? My house ? ``

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

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

I ate the relaxation of my breakfast. The girls were all agitated with Patsy and they argued with each other. I looked at gull. Pretty girl, dyed blond hair, courteous firm consistence, obviously somewhat smart as she 's in college. But she 's either a religious whacko or she 's gone mad. Maybe both. Oh well, not my problem anymore.

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

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

I came back with a squeamish backpack, filled up.

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

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

'' And I 'm sorry 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 little kit here, '' I indicated the packsack. `` There 's water for three twenty-four hour period, food, a jacket, gloves, couple, oh and a Bible, of course of action. Let 's see, no weapons, of course. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

'' What ... what do you entail ? '' 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.

'' mug, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't have person here who I ca n't entrust not to leave a door open on determination. '' I held up the pack for her.

'' Gayle ? '' sucker pleaded.

Gayle looked at her metrical foot. `` 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 ... affair that certainly are n't holy man. I 'm not going to lay on the line that you want these thing to live ! ``

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

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

'' The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not desire ... '' mug began. She kept praying as she shouldered the coterie. I helped her adjust the strap. `` Yea, though I walk through the vale of the tincture of decease, I will fear no evil. ``

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

'' Surely goodness and clemency will follow me, all the daytime of my life. ``

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

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

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

I took up a perspective on our mound and looked down the valley. 5 Zekes were ambling about. I targeted the close-fitting one at about 150 yards.

BOOM !

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

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

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

BOOM ! got him.

roaring ! got her.

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

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

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

sucker 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 straight course away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... postponement ... bunce !

Got him ! But my turmoil was short lived as we saw several more Zach 's seminal fluid from the township country and headed to where gull would be. They were out of mountain range, though.

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

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

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

We spent the rest period of the day preparing our weapon system, teaching the female child how to care for and scavenge them, ran through more exercise to clear press etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the group 's stash of standardized arm. My sidekick wo n't take care, since they are gone ...

The mood was, OK. mass were disappointed with chump, but nobody seemed to be upset with me. I just hope we do n't see her as a new 'Angel'. I wo n't waffle to snap her zombie body, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the daughter about my programme for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` Master 's Hardware and Dry commodity '' store. The girls need underclothing, shoes that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these girls have real big bosom. And I need them to be capable to run. Big bounce tit are fun to watch in slow movement when they run, but in a Zed situation it ai n't assuredness to possess thing going in all focal point. Got ta strap those puppies down.

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

'' It 's Kristin, cocksucker ! ``

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

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

So instead of a flick that night, we all cleaned the weapons and checked our packs. We loaded the Jeep with some craft goodness, like congius jugs of weewee and canned foods in case we found some survivor. Also some dry foods like moment potatoes and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

'' I 'm serious. We need to be up bright and betimes and quick to go. ``

I was left unmolested that Night, which was good. 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 babe, but was too big for Erin. We put some towels in there to arrive at it sit better. We were finally ready.
Acutely aware of how well the last outing went, when we lost Blake, this farewell was a bit tearful.

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with teardrop in her eyes. I held her shoulders, afraid to relate her backbone. Her titty 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 briny Street, we could see the dead z from the former day. Nobody is cleaning up the town. We stopped in front line of `` passe-partout 's '' store. Peeking in the window, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the glass lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, movement. Hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the store. I did n't want to just spud and bust up the methamphetamine, I wanted to keep some integrity to the entrepot. Talking to the girls, we drove the Jeep around the side of the store. I took a set of keys, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the jeep and went up the fire evasion to the second floor. I climbed in the window and cleared the area. The other gallon came in. Okay.

'' I 'm going downstairs, '' I whispered. `` I 'm going to drive him out with the Crovel. '' That 's my miniskirt shovel with a razor penetrative edge.

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

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

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

'' My girls ! SHUT UP ! '' And they did. `` okeh fellas. I 'm going to take my helmet off. Ok ? Just very easy, we are n't here to hurt you. We want to buy or sell for some thing. ``

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 fixture guy. Erin, young woman. Lower your rifles. See guys ? We 're cool. Everybody 's cool ... lean your rifles on the paries. Nice and easy. Yeah that 's it. Okay, now take off your helmets. ``

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

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

I reached out and pushed the scattergun away from my side. I asked the other guy to get down his gun, which he did.

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

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

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

'' Henry Morgan and Sir Thomas Wyat ? '' I variety of smirked. `` Where 's Virgil ? '' I joked. You know, the Earp brothers. I was met with glum faces. `` He 's downstairs in the shop. How did you have sex his epithet ... oh yeah, you 're old. ``

'' Yeah, I 'm sorry about your Brother. 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 master key. We 're his boy. He was killed at the church on that first gear night ... ''

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

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

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

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

'' Boys, '' I said. `` Before we do any trading, we 've got to ... remove Vergil ... ''

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

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

I opened the backdoor with the key from Wyatt, and I quickly dispatched miserable Publius Vergilius Maro with my Crovel. Erin helped me drop back him outside. We cleaned up the blood so the boy would n't see anything.

The ambience lightened up then. The two babe went shopping with the boys helping. For a stinky lowly town, they had pretty serious hooey. I guess there 's a pretty famous trailhead up in the Grant Wood, so they get quite a few hikers coming through here needing utmost hour gear.

drive outside caught my eye, several Zachs were at the figurehead of the store.

'' Can we get to the clock tugboat from here ? '' I asked. It was just a little cupola form of a thing, sitting on the roof of the secondment floor. We climbed the stairs from the roof. A couple kicks and the clock fell out of the front. prissy perspective from here, we could see most of the Ithiel Town, now.

I looked at Erin. Her face pleaded with me.

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

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

BOOM !

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

boom !

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

BOOM !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

I pointed out a few down the other side of the street. Erin gleefully adjusted her attitude and took them down. One nip each. She 's a veritable sharpshooter, a natural.

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

microphone boom !

But this prison term, instead of 'yeah baby'or something, she just form of moaned a piffling, 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 awe-inspiring shot, sweetheart ! '' And I rested my script on her trim little ass.

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

BOOM !

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

'' Reloading, '' she said. I took that moment to reach around her and undo her belt, then just shucked her camouflage pants down. She was n't wearing any underclothes. She struggled out of one leg, so she could still affect. I rested my paw on her silky polish naked butt.

Erin exhaled, I paused, and BOOM !

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

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

And I jammed three to a greater extent fingers up her oozing cunt.

'' Jesus I 'm close papa ... so close ... '' BOOM !

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

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

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

I squeezed her button in between my thumb and fingerbreadth, her minuscule swollen buddy sent shivers throughout her body.

manna from heaven !

'' piece of ass ! ! ! ``

bunce !

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

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

'' Say it again. ``

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

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

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

She took aim some more. I paused.

BOOM ! She shot this fair sex 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.

BOOM !

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

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

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

I fucked her as intemperate as I could while she tried to finish the drained Zach.

'' Stop it ! '' she giggled.

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

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

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

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

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

'' pa 's lilliputian fucking whore ? Huh sister ? ``

'' Yes Daddy oh my shag GOD ! ``

'' You like dada 's rooster ? ``

'' Yeah dad keep fucking me ! ``

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

'' Oh shag YES DADDY ! Cum in me Daddy ! ! ``

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

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

'' Savior 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 listen her in the light good morning breeze. `` daddy ... dad ... ''

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

'' clean me up, infant, '' I said to her. `` I want to shoot a few. ``

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

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

'' Lookit this Daddy. '' she said. I looked down to see her squat, her mitt beneath her pussy, catching the dripping cum. She put her other hired man down there and brought the entire one to her mouthpiece. She looked me in the eye as she slurped it up and swallowed it down.

'' You taste good, daddy. '' She got a couple more fistful of cum as I shot more Zachs and Zenas. Fuckers just kept coming. How many were there in this town ?

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

I pulled the little two-part receiving set out of my shoulder pocket and put in a yell to the house.

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

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The tall one ? Dumbass ! ``

Yeah she 's the magniloquent one. At to the lowest degree six feet. But nicely proportioned. Very nicely proportioned.
Gayle keyed the mic again. `` How are you cat ? We hear a lot of blastoff. Oh, and Lothringen says to tell you 'negative Ghostrider, the pattern is entire'. What the hell are you guys talking about ? ``

I chuckled out loudly while Erin just looked at me like I was stupid. `` All good here. Little tiger is quite the sharpshooter. The baby are negotiating for goods as we speak. volition check back in 15. William Tell Lorrie 'it 's time to bombinate the towboat'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

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

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

Across the store, about 30 pes, was a glass case about 15 ft long that held knife, opera glasses, and other high one dollar bill detail. It was also the check domain with registry and deferred payment card machine.

Leaning against the case were our two sisters, naked as jaybirds. Their arms outstretched, they were holding onto the reverse incline of the caseful. They were holding on because the two brothers were fucking them from behind for all they were Worth. They were facing us, but nobody saw us as they were in respective throes of passion.

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

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

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

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

The boy froze, and started to withdraw.

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

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

'' OK ... I 'm going to the landrover. Hurry it up, son. Come on Erin. ``

We started outside. I could learn Liz saying to Sir Thomas Wyatt `` Get back here and fuck me ! He 's amercement ! ``

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

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

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

We both laughed.

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

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

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

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

'' I ca n't toss off 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 let a lot of output. I do n't mean any others heard him.

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

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

'' Sorry, pappa. ``

I wiped my nose. `` It 's ok steady. It 's hard. 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 Publius Vergilius Maro Masters over to his maw. It was n't 6 feet deep. More like 4. Sorry Virg, I do n't have all day.

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

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... dada ... I do n't want you to be my boyfriend, or husband. I do desire to keep fucking you. And I love you, I do. But as far as semipermanent goes, well you 're probably more suit to Gayle. Maybe I 'll find out someone to settle down with. Like the Dizzy sister have. ``

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

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The party
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The victor boy were dressed, but looked a piffling sheepish. The President Andrew Johnson sisters were beaming, their faces a little blush. Must 've been a pretty good clip on the knife case, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out loud and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

'' ... and we 've got horseshoe, wind sock, and wear for every one. And, Daddy man, we got you this amazing hat ! Try it on ! ``

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

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

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

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

'' aspect, we are n't trading hoi polloi for poppycock. We 'll be fine without -- ''

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

thing move quickly in the New World.

'' well, not so fast. This place is very vulnerable. Glass windows all over, the backwards threshold curl could n't stop a seven-year-old ... '' Shit. What to do ?

'' Ok, boys. You 're coming with us. You need to get mama Gayle 's approval. If you pass that mental test, then tomorrow we 'll follow back and fix this place up. ``

That seemed to sit okay with hoi polloi. We were packing the Jeep with the wear, when Morgan noticed the mound of fresh dirt. He stopped and stared at it, tears welling up in his eyes.

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

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

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


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

But the Lyndon Baines Johnson sisters made it very clear ; these boy were off-limits. And they seemed stricken with the sisters, so that was salutary. Then the girl discovered their new apparel, and the shrieking was nearly intolerable. skid that fit ! Pants that fit ! underclothes !

Erin and I immediately set to re-loading the magazines and cleaning the weapons. Always be set for the next fight, 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. `` respite of the time, I like to go ranger. Speaking of which, who said you could go shooting sperms inside me ? ``

'' Little strumpet ! '' I replied as I finished off another 30-round cartridge. `` Your geological period just ended, you 've got a few Thomas More days until you ovulate. Thought you might like that. ``

'' I did, Daddy-man. And whatever happens here, you can bed whoever you want, I do n't manage. But you can always make love me. Okay dad ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' Yeah, sure, bang to fuck you any where you want it ! ``

We heard someone coming down the foyer and started talking business.

'' So yeah, just crowd the dapple through, without dinging the side of meat of the cask -- ''

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If you recall, she was nearly unconscious when I first found her. She had a sliced up back that started around her left cervix 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 good ! 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 backrest. 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 ? ``

screwing great 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 bandages off yesterday to let it take a breath. I never stitched anything before. The job itself looked dreadful, 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 give thanks you for saving me. ``

I held her gently on her lower hips. Her nude pelvic arch. Jesus Good Shepherd her tegument is so soft and affectionate ...

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

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

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

'' I do n't intend you 're a kid ... '' With a body like that ? She 's all womanhood, all the time. `` But, you need to take it easy with that rachis. I do n't want any stitches to issue forth out. '' I could n't remember of anything else to say. I mean, multitude are likely to come back at any moment. Yes, I fucked some of the early fille, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' Arms up. ``

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

I took her t-shirt and fiddled with it until I got it lined up, Then I slid it over her arms, fountainhead, then over her titmouse until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Come 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 turn tonight. ``

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

Gayle came in to say hi.

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

'' I 'm a fiddling pertain. We have to strengthen their building field, it 's not very unassailable right now. And we need to train those boys up. They need to get a trivial, 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 finely. We need to go taking back the Ithiel Town anyway. Would be good to have a forward base there. We 've got radios. We could snarf them up with a set of solar board. It could influence. ``

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

Erin found the tablet, touched the blind a few fourth dimension, and the next matter you know, Rihanna is blasting from the speaker unit. It 's a party !

The boys shoved the board to one incline, and we had a dance flooring. 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 pretend I had some move. It did n't matter much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

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

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

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

With all the `` Ooh baby, baby '' verses, it was getting demented. Erin jumped up on the table and took off her jersey and shook her glad small booby for everyone to see ! The boy were dancing with their girl, but it was variety of a free-for-all. We were n't really partnered up, just mashing all togther. And there was piles of bumping and grinding, and 'getting all up'on me, the male child, and the girls on each early in some serious dirty dancing.

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

Lorrie got bumped accidentally, and I roared at everyone to hold on while we checked her out. I was about to adjudge `` company On ! '' when we heard the stinking sound of a zombie groan, coming from out of doors. 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.

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

She took the .22 from me. Apparently, she seemed to call up she was the substantially gunman for the job. She 's probably aright, but still, it felt funny.

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

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

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

We had to re-arrange affair a short to admit the boys for the night. It was looking like Payton did n't ingest anywhere to stay put. Imagine that.

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the bathrooms and bedrooms. I was the hold up to use a comfort station. Got myself a shower, finally. Got to remember to go over the water levels tomorrow in the store cistern, I reminded myself.

When I opened the doorway to my little computer room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was stark au naturel, sitting on the air mattress with her back up against the pillows and the wall. Her right bridge player was lazily playing with her shaved pussy while her pull up stakes hand toyed with a nipple.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I settled into the place hot seat. `` Just talk a little. order me what you want me to do. ``

'' Ok. Um ... I want you to figure out me. ``

'' Where ? Show me. ``

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

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to lick me grueling ... and put your tongue on my clitoris ... and prick it a little ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her digit slipped inside her pussy as she talked.

'' And I want your dick. I want you to ... um ... fuck me. '' She slipped in two digit. `` I want you to fuck me effective. Fuck me hard. Fuck me a lot. Fuck me strong. And harder. '' Three of her fingers 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 rima oris. Her lips enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it clean of her succus. She did that to the other two.

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

'' Yes child, secernate me Sir Thomas More. ``

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

'' I want you to be intimate me ... please you have to have intercourse me ... please ... ''

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

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

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

'' I fucked her from behind. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck fuck fuck ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her slit ! ``

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

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

'' God, you 're beautiful, '' I said. Hey, she looked great. She was n't the prettiest of the bunch by a long injection. But who the fuck fear. She was awesome.

'' Tell me, '' she gasped. `` Tell me something else or just roll in the hay me. '' She was getting close to the edge.

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

'' Jesus that was lawful ? ``

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

Without waver she reached around and put a fingerbreadth in her own butthole, with her former hand rubbing her clitoris hard.

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

She writhed in pleasance as she convulsed from her sexual climax. When she was spent, I grabbed her stage and dragged her down fully on to the mattress so I could fuck her good. And I did. I shoved my hammer all the way up her dripping slit so thoroughly she did n't know what hit her. I had to turn her over, face-down, so she could scream into the pillows.

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

I pulled my stopcock out and threatened her ass with it, pressing into her rosebud a fiddling. But she flinched really concentrated, she was n't ready for that. I dropped it back into her cunt and fucked the daylight out of her. I fucked her for ten minutes like that, she moaned and screamed into her pillow.

At one point in time, the room access opened and Erin stuck her fountainhead in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'augury with my finger to my mouth. She nodded and sat on the floor. Pulling her small sweat pants aside, she rubbed her kitty-cat as she watched me fuck Payton.

She, Payton, had no idea anybody else was in there as she was in the throes of ecstasy. I rolled Payton on her rear again so I could see her look when I fucked her. She held on to me closely, never opening her optic. I squeezed her tits as I lay on her, the nipple hard as fucking rock-and-roll. Then I reached around and grabbed her ass face, pulling her tightly and going deeper into her cunt. I easily slipped a finger's breadth up her ass. She responded by kissing me hard.

I risked a glance to the side ; Erin was in wax masturbation modality as her manus peacenik in and out of her pussy.

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

She opened her eyes for the first base time in about 10 min as she watched me settle in between her pleasant-tasting jugful. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left wing. Payton kind of laughed but did n't seem to mind.

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

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

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

'' Erin, '' gasped Payton. `` lap my slit 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 daughter is mashing her own tits for me, my cock is enveloped by soft and firm tit-flesh ... mmmm ... and they do n't induce to be all that big, either. It works with A-cuppers, even. But Payton had her C-cups in full moon force tonight. As I stroked her tits, she licked my cock each time it came to the top.

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

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

Payton just lay there in sexual fulfillment, enjoying her rude high. She swallowed the cum in her mouthpiece, but the residuum of it was streaming down her face.

'' That cum 's going to knock off, '' I said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Payton roused out of her stupor to notice Erin.

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

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

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

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

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

- - -

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

So this day, we hooked up the snow plow to the Unimog. Too many beat trunk in the street, you know. We scored tons of plywood at the hardware store to stop the passe-partout 's store. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the eastern United States end of briny street. It already had some following. The aplomb thing about the Mog is its height. No matter what the ezed do, they ca n't break in. They ca n't smash the glass. They ca n't climb up 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 chain and stopping exponent. Also had an AR, and the suppressed 22. The approximation was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would bring More Zachs, and they would celebrate shooting. Lorrie would get some real on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, J. P. Morgan, and Sir Thomas Wyat went down to a position street at the whole other end of the little township. We pulled up to the last house. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boys had pitchforks. We also had handgun, all of us. The idea, though, was to go quiet down and check the houses.

The first one was a while of cake. Tapped on the door, all quiet. The house was unbolted, nobody inside. We checked for medicines and food for thought, found a pretty ripe stash of cans. Some good nutrient in the electric refrigerator, too, but it was all rotten. No medicines. No weapon. Some old dame clothes, that 's about it. We stacked the cans on the porch for later pickup.

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

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

Found a little food, a .38 revolver with 9 racing shell, some 42-year old Playboys, and some soil clothes. But we took everything we could witness. candle, Al hydrofoil, baggies, toilet paper, matches, dog food.

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

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

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

'' It 's us ! Lewis Henry Morgan and Wyatt Masters. From the store ! ``

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

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

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

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

'' Uh, no, missus ... ''

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

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

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

We went through 30 more than houses, but no other living folk music. Lots of deadened eubstance, though ; human and zombie. Did find a comme il faut 1911 like mine, four hunt rifles in various calibre with a few box of scale for each.

Suddenly, the radio crackled to life.

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

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

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

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

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

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

We broke into the depress storey of the very acres office. I killed two z with my Crovel. I could learn more of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the steps, I hollered `` Look out below '' and threw a twain more izzard down the stair. gunfire followed as Erin or someone killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The zeds were now converging on us. We each fired our pistol until they were empty. The floor was slippery from all the ichor and gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed chief. I worked my way into what seemed a bedroom, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a bulwark, holding back two zombie spirit with just her rifle gun barrel. outcry and screaming, she was going to suffer the fight in the adjacent few indorsement as the combine weight of the two big man snake god was probably 400 pounds.

I hacked at a nearby living dead, then leapt on to the bed. I hacked with all my might on the zed closest to Lorrie, burying my Crovel so hard I could n't get it back out from Zach 's body. I yanked out my United States Marine Corps 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 dear lifespan, Lorrie sobbed into my neck.

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

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

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

We laid Lorrie on the riposte, checking for collation, but she was pass. Her mom held her, they rocked together slowly in an old rocking electric chair by the presence door.

I sat down and held my chief in my men. Jesus I almost fucked up again ! We need more training before we can do this form of affair !

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

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

Ashamed, Erin went up to the staircase. Probably to the clock column so she could shoot to a greater extent zeds.

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

'' I do n't do it 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 humble right now. They should n't be fighting living dead. They should be helping or something, but they were n't warriors. This was n't fair.

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

Zombies moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

I talked with the local boy after dinner. I wanted to regain out what commercial enterprises were in townspeople or nearby. Gas post, memory board, welding store, sporting goods stores, engine repair store, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her room. I told her no, sit down with me and take heed. I apologized to her. She cried. We made up. Then we talked strategy.

After a couple time of day, we did more P90 training, except for Lorrie. Well, she did a modified rendering. She is n't all that flexible yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any happiness right then.

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

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear wheel. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a tough face screen and you could talk with them. They were much lighter than bike helmets. Plus, you could still weary goggles with them. We found all kinds of diggings and protective equipment for the ramification and branch, also. The object was to stool ourselves hard to bite.

dorsum at the ranch, we all put on our gear wheel for genuine alive preparation. first base, everyone got used to hitting me on the head with broomstick. Did n't even hit me through my helmet, but everyone got lots of clout in.

At the Lawnmower repair shop, we got wad of lawnmower blades. We trimmed up one end to fit the gal smaller hands, then wrapped it in paracord to make a nice handle. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like finish. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some railyard pitch, the ruffian kind, not grass rakes. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the centre unity facing forward. I thought this would come in handy.

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

Many had come up our way over the last few years, 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 geminate them up with a like-sized somebody, if it was your turn you got what you got.

beingness generally shorter, except for Payton, the miss were having a tough metre with a one-shot killing ; Zed 's arms were too long. The girls learned to hack on off an arm or two first, then go for the kill. Or kick them in the knee so Zed fell down. Then it was an easy kill shot.

Then they tried it with the roue. much upright ! Hard golf shot to the knees, down they went. Then they were easy pickins for a rake-shot to the caput. So that became our primary manoeuvre ; run down them out in the surface, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

Reports from the outside world were disheartening. entire urban center like New House of York had fallen into over slaughterhouse. The internet was pretty limited. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Silicon valley hombre always had not bad security.

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

- - -

Next sunup, after our P90 physical exercise, Gayle and Lorrie went to make breakfast while I studied the web. Then, missy 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. begetter 's day is a long fashion 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 in effect stuff. Including Hostess Donettes ! And stewardess cherry Pies !

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

Erin laughed. `` think the lap K shop ? I swiped some goodies for you then. '' She hugged me hard and I hugged her back. She cried a slight, then everyone else gave me a piddling gift. They were mostly from the hardware store in Ithiel Town, but it was amazing. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting socks, a canteen, some other odds and ends. Some Drakkar Noir from Gayle and Lorrie.

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

'' From the Baskins house. Mr. Baskins did n't necessitate 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 dear wellness. Although I may not wear the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a effective nose, did n't want to give him any superfluous hints.

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

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

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

- - -

As we entered the business firm, I was told to shower first since it was `` Daddy appreciation day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my shower on. Would be prissy to get clean first, for once.
I was just getting some dark stemma off my arm when the door opened. I was pleased ! We were so pore lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a spell. As long as it was n't one of the guys, I would be happy with whoever it was.

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

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

'' Absolutely ! '' holy tinker's dam, it 's Gayle !

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

'' Ok, '' I said, turning towards the shower head. `` To differentiate you the the true, 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 care, it 's still daylight, they 'll be fine. ``

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

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

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

She washed my weapon as they hung by my side.

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

Then she reached around and washed my chest, first with the scrubby and then with her bare hands. She spent a lot of sentence on my nipples. Why do men experience mamilla ? I do n't be intimate, but I was sword lily I did. That felt wonderful.

She lowered her soapy hands down to my abdomen. I was fully hard at this peak. I tried to wiggle a little, to get my pecker to hit her in the hands.

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

I was discomfited as her hands traveled back around to my scummy vertebral column. But then, I was delight as she rubbed my ass cheeks.

'' Oh that feeling gracious .... yessss ... ''

She reached between my impudence with the scrubby thing, washing my asshole and contamination. I hung my school principal down, letting the hot body of water cascade down my back.

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

And with that, she dropped the scrubby and massaged my butthole. She leaned into me again with her tits and body. She reached around with her other manus and gently traced her digit along my impossibly gruelling shaft. But that finger on my ass ... it went inside ...

'' You like this, Daddy ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Now wash my vertebral column ? '' she asked.

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

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

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

I forgot all about fashion and gentility and the soap, I just grabbed her and held her from the back, running my hands all up and down her hanging tits, belly, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

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

'' Am I ... '' she began, tentatively. `` Is my soundbox O.K. ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I swallowed down her creamy juice that flowed down her cunt and into my mouth.

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

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

'' I love that Michael ! Suck them harder ! pinch them ! ``

So I squeezed the inferno 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 ! More Michael ! ``

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

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

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

I got more fast-growing, slapping both her titmouse with both my hands. These slaps were n't difficult enough to knock anyone down or anything, but her hide was turning a salubrious shade of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to chevvy her swaying boobs.
I was getting a huge bang out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my tool, and watching those tits jiggle with each smack was too much for me.

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

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

I could n't hold it. I came.

As always, that first shot felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my vein. Each subsequent spurt felt unbelievable, too. Gayle felt my red-hot shots enter her twat as I pumped more and more sperm cell 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 frenzy. She grimaced in agony/pleasure, gritting her teeth and then letting out a heavyweight `` Ahhhhhhhh ... ''

My cock began to shrivel a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to bat my dick before the shower washed us clean. I could see she got a soundly part down her throat.

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

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

We soaped up and actually washed ourselves and finished the shower. We dried ourselves and Gayle sat at the little hot seat to fix her face. She looked so cute, peg crossed, knocker hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a Whitney Young boy watching mommy get set. My hammer felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, love ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

'' Oooo ... does that feel better girls ? Mmmmm ... yes it does ... poor 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 large load right onto her bosom, then a twain smaller single, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her white meat as she leaned over and puzzle out my cock clean.

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

... except for her daughter ...


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

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

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

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

'' I just came to speak, '' she said. She had a bottle of my treasure Justin Pinot noir and a mates glasses. We sat down, me in my tramp chairwoman and her in the alloy folding chair.

We talked about a lot of matter, but mostly about our situation and what my plans were for the time to come. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of work. What we really needed was a way to progress to a zombie free area so that we could then set about farming mathematical process. Plus we now had flock of new lip from town that we had 'liberated'.

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

'' That 's really bothering me, Michael. I want ... I want a 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 number shot at making something -- ''

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm sure you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is hard to say ... I want Lorrie to cause the love of a adept man. Raise a class. You know, those kind of things. ``

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

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

My idea 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 alive ... plus you 're amazing at sex. ``

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

'' But what ? ``

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

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

She 's in beloved with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two primary issues here. Number One is, you, Gayle. And Number Two, I 'm not sure as shooting I 'm ready to descend down just yet. I mean, I will at some point, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to observe our group going. I do n't know if I have time for a genuine relationship. It 's umm ... it 's pretty gentle right field 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 set to be monogamous with anyone right now. And If I was, well, I 'm not sure I would cull Lorrie at this distributor point. ``

Gayle variety of made a disappointed face.

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

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't front so surprised. We get along pretty fricking bully. And, I think the great sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't mean you had to get hitched with Lorrie today. I just want you to call up about it. Keep it in thinker. ``

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

'' I 'm fine with that ! Just .... be easy on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a Virgo. ``

I thought about our gun-cleaning session a week ago. Lorrie seemed pretty quick to undress.

'' You sure about that ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, she would 've told me. ``

'' So, if you want me for her, what was up with the shower bath today ? That does n't seem to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the rest of her wine. `` I 'm not perfect. I had this sight of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't go good at all, does it ? I mean, I at least desire you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds kind of unintelligent now that I say it out flash. ``

I drank the rest period 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 bonny resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly things like kill a crowd of zombies with your bare fists and come back for your payoff. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go look her up. Sophia, I mean. check out out some of the younger motion-picture show of her, when her tomentum is pretty straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's tits are bigger. By a lot.

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

'' Gayle. '' I placed my mitt on her cheek. `` Even if I fell in love with your daughter, and wanted to expend the rest of my sprightliness with her ... how could I possibly only make love to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full lips. Her helping hand came up to me, she ran her finger through my hair.

Our lips pressed a petty firmer together and our seraphic kiss turned a minuscule hotter as I moved into her a minuscule more. I broke the kiss, only to get a slightly dissimilar Angle and protrude kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her lower lip, and sucked it into my backtalk, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her backrest against the rampart. With both my bridge player gently holding her cheek, I kissed her with love and tenderness like I 'd never felt before.
Gayle had slipped her hired man underneath my t-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my rachis. Then she continued to kiss me as she pulled me tightlipped to her.

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

'' You 're just being prissy. ``

She slipped my t-shirt over my head.

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

So I stood barefoot in the desk light, in just my washed-out blue jean with a bulging crotch.

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

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a minuscule for her.

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

I blushed. I mean, nonentity 's complained before, but this was silly.

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

'' plectrum up those weightiness, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a couple 30 pound dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few Robert Curl for her, some standing presses, I turned my back to her and did some sidelong flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her right hand gently rubbing her allow breast, and her left index in between her straw man teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of cool to know I turn on a biddy. 38 yr old. Semi-ripped. Still have my whisker, all of it. I guess I 'm not the unfit guy they could run into in a snake god apocalypse.

I went and stood in front of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my arms, like I was going to sway her over a door. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one virgin in my unanimous life. It did n't go so well. circle of pain. watchword. Shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so legato with woman ! '' she joked.

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

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

'' You want me to, fuck your daughter ? '' Long ... osculation ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to let to draw her tits for a genuine longsighted time. '' Kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

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

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suck my putz. '' Kiss with some tongue ...

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

'' How do you know ? ``

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

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No shit ? ``

'' No bastard. I told her it was an authoritative skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing spatial relation, but we kept close and kissed more. I undid the belt on her gown, sliding my hand between her smooth skin and the robe. I cupped her ass face and pulled her to me, she could palpate my hard-on now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her gown, she stood there naked. She did n't try to wrap up up or anything.

'' Not always so nice. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my jean as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down next to each other, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just love tits. All knocker. There 's just something about them that drives me nut. Yeah, big surprise. But more than than most guy, I love them. I love to puzzle out, and nybble, and twiddle my spit around them. And they all feel so dissimilar. Some are unfluctuating, some are really spongelike, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as very much as I could. Some nipple bites here and there, Gayle just had her headland back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too much time on the tits, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could give suck them for hours ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Deliverer no. It 's like the best massage in the human race. Only better. I 'm a thousand percent relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How adept is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

Well, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her titty and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's breathing increased, so did my muscularity. When she panted a piffling, I grabbed her pussy. With my laurel wreath on her clit, I slipped a finger in between her lips 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 former one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left wing tit up to her human face and John Drew in her own nipple to her oral cavity. 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 moving ridge washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' wait, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me pillow ... too ... sore ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a dependable time for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her legs and guided my cock to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... jesus she was so wet I just slid right in.

'' Michael ... just a consequence ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fuck .... ''

As my weighting set down on her, our pelvic girdle rubbed, re-igniting her clit. Gayle thrashed around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't form any real words, just groan and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say diddly-shit but it was too a good deal attempt. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck other guys. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend English. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guys. '' I sped up my pounding to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy shag ! Oh shit Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of times, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking severe. `` She should n't ... oh jesus Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it plow you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her chest, sticking my pussy-sopping hammer into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your daughter watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your knocker, your ass, oh that 's dainty baby yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy cunt ... and not just once but a lot of clock time. ``

Well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this point, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on Mommy Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a inundation down her pharynx. Load after load of hot spirt shot into her backtalk. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

heaving, she rose up to catch her breath.

Then she called me an dickhead and Slapped my face !

She sat there, all defiant, her eyes gleaming. I was fucking sour on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her human face down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her legs and shoved my cock back into her pussy. Gayle arched her back as I entered her, and she moaned out loud. I was rather impressed with myself, even though I just came, I was cook for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at night ... with her in the room ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your pussy ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a full mom. ``

'' You 're a gravid mom ... a Fucking great mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No reply. I forced my deal under her stomach so I could snap up her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrong ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her body is so firm ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to take up cock ... ''

'' No Michael ... bar it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm sure. ``

'' Stop it ... please oh shit oh shit oh shit I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her cunt ... man ca n't you almost savour it ? '' I pulled my hand from Gayle 's pussycat and rubbed it on her lips, cheeks, pushed my fingers inside her mouth so she could sample it all.

'' You want to smack her ... '' I began cumming inside her kitty-cat. Her cunt paries gripped my tool and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh fuck yes ... fuck yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the endorsement time, filling up her twat with fiery hot sperm.
After a couple transactions, Gayle wriggled a bit and asked `` Would you mind ... ? '' So I rolled off her. To my surprise, she went down and cleaned up my cock with her glossa and rim, sucking up the combined cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, help yourself to my sperm cell anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making honey to me. This will be the last clip. I want ... I want Lorrie to have a luck. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the live on prison term, we fucked again in the morning.


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Chapter 10 - The escort
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The next day was moving day for the Johnson sisters. We got the passe-partout place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and live. I 'll admit to some jealousy there, those chicks were pretty godforsaken little honies !

So we spent most of the day trying to block off the town. We 'd been to every house, killed every automaton inside the place, sheds, barns, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always more than living dead. 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 unholy little killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a tight blot where we are protected, but we can vote out them with sticks or spear or something. ``

'' brilliance ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to wax up something and then fall down. So the fall kills most of them. Or at least breaks their legs or backs. That would save, ammo, right ? ``

The lady friend kind of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ladder and jump ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me mean. '' I had it. So simple, it just might work.

'' bright ! Lorrie, it 's brilliant. We get some merchant vessels containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a rectangular pipe. We tilt them up at, like a ten or twenty degree Angle. We 'll call for muckle of them. stack them on top of each former or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 feet high and they walk out the end of the death container right into thin air. They smash on the ground -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a hard landing topographic point ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the area with fencing or Sir Thomas More cargo ships containers ... ''

'' And when the area fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't have to pip any of them ! ``

We were all very proud of ourselves. It 's a great ass idea. Except, we did n't receive any shipping containers. Or a way to move them. Or a crane to stack them.

Eh, underage details.

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We cleaned up more of the town. Not too many living family, but it 's good to rid of the skulker. Zed likes to creep around and call on up in the most eccentric places, so it 's good to have him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as avid a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her gunman, Lorrie really wanted it done up close and personal. She wanted to look into their dead centre as they died again.

We had cleared out a division of houses, then we went back to them to check for salvageable clobber. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this nice old theatre, checking things out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not surely what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't call up there will be any to a greater extent. I do n't recognise ... ''

'' Whaddya mean you do n't know ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a petty steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I severalize her that her mom wants US to pinch up ?

'' Well, you guys are expectant together, it would be nice to feature a real daddy ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my real papa, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never creative thinker, it 's hunky-dory. It 's alright ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, cipher can keep out you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the home some more. It 's sort of sad, looking through a utter person 's life.
Usually, we just look for rubber where we might find guns, short pants for ammunition, kitchens for food etc. But this house was different. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this household. I mean really. I could live in this house if it were n't for the damn zombies. ``

'' Sir Thomas Wyatt said it was once the Mayor 's house. The town built it a long time ago for the then electric current mayor to dwell in. But later, it got bought by some rich masses ... The townspeople needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your size of it, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couple outfits. `` She had some taste. Where in this town would she have on this stuff and nonsense ? This is like, New York urban center, 20 days ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some moan from the street.

'' Duty calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' Remind me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, Mister ! '' She waggled her big blade at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the Hardware store for lunch, now re-named headmaster and LBJ, in honor of the upcoming hymeneals between the Masters boys and the Johnson babe. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a second ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two blocks back to that nice house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a yoke thing from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quickie ! Am I old news already ? ``

'' You 're never old word, my small darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's fine, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a melanise dress, fitted, with some crazy cuts. sort of like that Demi Moore dress from 20 years ago. And I grabbed a twosome of overnice heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's okay ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a eccentric. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a overnice necklace, too. `` You 'll need 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.

'' hitch smile, Daddy, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your plan, Daddy-man ? You going to take on her to dinner ? Not many restaurants subject right now ... ''

'' Well, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' geek. Ok, I 'll cerebrate of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

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We spent the rest period of the day getting the Johnson sister and the sea captain crony situated. I let them deliver two solar gore and a thick hertz electric battery so they could have luminance and saddle up batteries. We got them some food and body of water, too.

Eventually, the eternal sleep of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the jeep. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting showers and having a cocktail or two as we played some music videos on the TV. It was sort of aplomb. At one point, Erin dragged a bundle into my computer room that included the dress and skid. She winked at me, then flashed her tit and said `` Do n't forget about me, daddy ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her snatch through her camouflage knickers a little 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 wall, little bitch. paste em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underwear. I undid her bloomers and yanked them down to expose her ass. I could see her pussy rim, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous little boob with my left manus and with my right, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, Daddy ... yes ... touch me ... ''

While squeezing her tit knockout, I gently rubbed her cunt lips, feeling her moisture already, my bridge player spread them apart. I pinched her nipple toilsome and held on to it tightly, and slipped my digit up to her clit. I massaged her puss like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' Quiet babe ... stop quiet ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just pop. Just Daddy feeling up his little girl ... His bad minuscule miss ... and her wet cunt ... dad likes her wet cunt ... yes ... he will lap up it again soon ... yes papa likes her bitch ... ''

'' It 's your bitch, Daddy, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, dada ... but do n't cease ... have sex me anywhere I do n't care, Daddy ... even If you marry Lorrie, just hump me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her cunt harder, squishing around in all her pussy drippings. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a good girlfriend ... you like me squeezing your tits ? ``

'' Yes Daddy ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the time. We shower together, and I pee on her titmouse in the shower. You should see us dad ... you should pee on her nipple, too ... oh god ! asshole shit shit poop ! I 'm cumming papa cumming so expert oh shit oh dogshit ! ``

Erin soaked my script with her juice. I slipped my douse midriff fingerbreadth right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in front of me, to imbibe my fully raging hammer. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet hand. She licked it clean of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might involve this later, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her bloomers, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the sofa a few minutes later, cipher seemed to discover. I took my shower.

I came from my exhibitor and met Erin again, who handed me a nice cold 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 party. You know, aid them out with their first of all meal and stuff. ``

Nice plan, Erin ! What a good fille she is ...

'' well, who 's going ? I 'm kind of beat, but I do n't jazz if I like the melodic theme of us separating, especially at Night. ``

Truth was, Zach had been pretty calm lately, we seemed to make killed most of them in town.
But I had to make it take care 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 serious ! '' She winked at me.

'' Well maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to stay with her. We need you up here to flow. ``

I thought about it for a few import, hoping to make it reckon good. `` Well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over design and rules. I was n't too interest, but I did n't want anything stupid to happen. And you can always reckon on Zach to construct things stupid.

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We all said goodby to each other as the group went to consume to visit the overlord and Johnson Hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a slight headache. aught dangerous. I 'm going to reside in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to urinate us some dinner, I 'll send you in a plate ? ``

'' Sounds good, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few minute later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked majuscule in her khaki shorts and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, young lady ? '' I made an overdo bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her best fake southerly accent. `` Well are n't you just a dear man ? I would have it away 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 piddling something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too sort, sir ! I would just be delight ! I mean, after all, what form of dinner outfit is one with lineage on it ? ``

We walked to my room, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on earth did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not important. What is authoritative is that dinner party is in one hour, and I do n't want to see hide nor hair of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shoo her out of the way. 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 Biscuits ! Then I perked myself up a lilliputian, shaved, put on my best shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty goodness, if I must say so.

In precisely one hour, Lorrie made her entrance. And what an entranceway !

The dress, disgraceful. The designing, bare shoulder, with about one-inch straps that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's sizeable cleavage. Tight around her stomach, flowing over her hips, and ending just above her knees. Her bare stage stretched down to her satin inkiness stiletto 3 in heels. Her rich brown hair tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally rippled way. Just a little makeup to highlight her center and some lip semblance to make her sassing shiny.

I could n't speak. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a turn a few ft away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I look okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her hands clasped and her eyes shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. Good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so take up ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear off it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little wave at that point. `` Good night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' well, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me flustered ! `` How about I escort you to the lounge where we can own a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern accent again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the legal age for dipsomaniac potable is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a peace officeholder, I shall change state myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the silver necklace around her neck, my hands lingering on her soft skin. She put in the matching earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't think that this was ever possible again ! I feel like royalty or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her strong waist as she snuggled close. I made us some Grey zany gimlets over ice. It 's a uncomplicated drunkenness, just vodka and pink wine 's hydrated lime succus, but it 's honest and to the point.

We sipped our drinks, told each other comical little report, talked about old prison term. The thing was, she had a way of making me seem worry. But it was n't forced, she seemed mad about what I had to say. She was either very near at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a plate of food for thought back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a cool down chardonnay. I find lily-white vino to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me chronicle of near-misses with son ; tons of boyfriend but most 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 interesting scene, for sure. 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 bullshit came down ... '' She waved her hand at the offensive outside world.

'' What about you, why is there no missis around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had trouble remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the correctly one, I guess. ``

'' And what round now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem 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 snog and tell apart. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her voice trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an solution. But I was having a hard metre concentrating with all her tit build and cleavage jab through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest girl here. Prettiest miss anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some praxis I could be as soundly as her in bed, I 'm sure ! I 've watched fortune of telecasting, and, ohmygod I should shut up ! I 'm so obstruct ! ``

I stood up and held out my hired man to her. Grabbing the remote control, I clicked on some soft euphony, this old 70s mathematical group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my hired hand to her waist as hers clasped around my neck. We swayed gently for a few moments, and I pulled her confining to me.

Her body melted into mine, her monumental dresser pressed into mine. Her hair smelled delicious, some rose-cheeked shampoo. While everyone takes shower bath, usually we smell a niggling rank as we 're working hard killing zee. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled wish heaven.

My cock began to twitch. And to satiate up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a secondly babe. '' I had to hit in and adjust my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable position. `` All better now. ``

'' You get, hard that fast ? I 'm blue, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get hard very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvises contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hired man down her back, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my life, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my boldness and lingered for a moment. I turned slightly and met her backtalk with mine. Oh god, she was so soft and warm. She opened her mouth slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each other. My rectify hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a couple of my fingers.

After a few moments, our lips parted. But I pressed my forehead to hers, maintaining a very intimate stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me hard, her mouth working me over. Her hot tongue licked my upper lip, then darted inside my lip. I tried to wriggle her tongue with mine as our heat increased. I grabbed both her ass cheek full on and grinded my dick into her. She responded with a petty 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 compose this voice of the story. I was taking originative authorship in school when all of this went down and, so, I think the storey needs my signature. So yes, I was completely in puppy erotic love with Michael at this pointedness. I was also a Virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a penis inside me. I had had other thing, like Mom 's purple vibrator, her glass dildo, a cuke, and some other assorted, um, 'items'inside me. But not a existent 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 stage and I was just past 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for the Nazarene 's sake. In those older daytime, I think he was like fix to pull in social security system ! ( I 'm sure as shooting he will be spanking me at about this spot when he reads this. )

Well, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something other people had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very high criterion. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the lineage, I think I was about 13 or 14, I watched a motion-picture show with Mom. It was called 'Tombstone .'Maybe you 've seen it. It 's the story of Wyatt Earp and his brothers. It starred Kurt Russel as Wyatt, and had lots of former cool down people in it. But the reason I 'm telling you this, is because this is the low gear time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to write his name and suck up blossom around it. I used to spell my public figure and his public figure together, and I would write 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill pages with hearts and heyday ! So you do n't get laid him ? He was Vergil Earp. Tall, slightly graying hairsbreadth, and THAT voice ! Deep baritone, TX accent, and his fibre was just a fucking MAN about everything. He was also in touch rider ( my 2d favorite movie, behind gravestone ) as the guy in the graveyard who tells Nicholas coop what 's going on with everything. He did a bunch of TV commercials, including Ram Trucks for the last few years right up to the Zombie Crash.

I do n't recognize where he is now, but I 'm for sure he 's in Texas doing just fine. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega crush on some old movie actor.

fast forward cashbox now. We girl were on the run from the zombies, and we were losing people left and powerful. You ca n't even opine the affright and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained lots about 'the crash'of civilisation in this chronicle. ) He was all set up there in his bunker drinking cold beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were come near death at every stone's throw. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb a fence. I could feel hot rakehell running down my vertebral column and I could see the fear in everyone 's eyes as we tried to find a household 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 indisputable if they are my genuine memories or traitorously ones since I 've heard the story so many times.

What I do remember is waking up and not knowing what the fuck was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty often lying in a flood of what smelled ilk pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a strange room I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to sate me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our life-time at the very shoemaker's last potential moment before we were all exhaust alert. He had taken us to a insure place that had food, water, electrical energy, movie, accelerator, popcorn, and he was n't an asshole ! He patched me up and sustain me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first time a little while after that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the night before getting me some medication, and he was now training the daughter in shooting skill 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 substantial strong, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got jean on and some variety of USA sweater on, and military-looking boots. His air, his demeanor, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can severalise you that ! His bounteous look appeared upset about something, and yet he was pure sweetness and forgivingness to me. As we chatted, he ran a finger's breadth around my ear, pushing my hair off my aspect and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the side by side mates of twenty-four hour period, while I 'm recovering, stories start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the girls, and he 's got a big screw cock. So let 's review. Big cock, fine-looking guy, tall, Texas accent mark, has his shit together, killing zombies without batting an eye, saves damsels in severe distraint, likes musical and retro rock, is apparently good at pleasing the ladies, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 safe things to one not-so-great thing. Fortunately, I 've had a life long love affair with my older Sam, so that one thing is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally head over cad, peak clip in love with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was win over him that I was so often better than the 8 hot sister already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an injured virgin like myself !

affair went along for a time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really want to look at me at times. Now, I do n't want to seem like all stuck up and shit, but I 'm middling damn cute. I was thinking it was maybe my dope. guy wire are so weird. They seem to like boobs, but if you 've got over-sized ones like I do, they just make fun of you or get all stupid or, I do n't have sex what. I know there 's guy cable who think that 'more than a smattering is a waste', and then there 's hombre who just love monumental tits. How do I have intercourse this while remaining a virgin ? wide-eyed ! I watch a lot of porn and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few details of their alone clip together. I knew she was smite ( her password, not mine ) but she also knew it was just variety of a crack ; Michael did n't look to want to get too attached at this breaker point. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guys, I would n't just settle down with one and secernate the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. Late at Nox, when mom thought I was asleep, I could hear mom giving herself an orgasm. Squishy sounds in a small-scale way, can only be one thing, ya have intercourse ? Sometimes she would whisper his figure. Then she 'd fall asleep. Of course, that got me very horny so then I 'd have to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingers in my slit and spread my orgasm around my stiff teat. Then, I lick them clean house. I think it 's very sexy. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a trivial winding. After I swallow down my juices, I like to just hug my boobs to my aspect, like mild warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my mamilla more, but usually they just comfort me. Most night I drift off to sleep that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'aid was to become a world-champion snake god slayer. And so when my back healed I worked very toilsome and listened to everything he said and I got fucking good at it ! Erin is a respectable crap-shooter than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the best of all the girls. My tools are, a Gerber mini-machete and a long Felis concolor pole. On the pole, we worked up a spike with form of a `` Tee '' on it. The move is, I use the magnetic pole to try and knock down the Zed, then hack his fucking brain with the machete. If he 's really big and I ca n't rap him down, the perch at least keeps his arms off me while I hack them before I get to his stupid person head.

I used to be kind of like a girly-girl, not very acrobatic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy business organization outside my niggling circle of friends. In short, I was a narrow twirp. But hey, we can all change !

Now, I feel naked if I do n't deliver my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel unquiet if I do n't also bear my pole and my AR strapped on or within arm 's reach. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't bear in mind saying it. I was just starting to enter the cosmos, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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Okay I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to pen about my for the first time sexual experience with another person, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's justly, it 's his story and I 'm only a guest author. Still, I just stood up and farted in his general focal point, just to teach him a lesson.

So where were we ... Ah yes ! The Dance ! I did n't go to my promenade because Chris got the flu, so I always felt bad about missing that. And missing the after-prom natural action ! But Chris was too shy and did n't know what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Jesus Christ you people need to calm down.

So, Michael made us a light but wonderful dinner party. Obviously, he did n't want us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the deglutition, for sure. He was so kind, and sweet, and staring into my oculus, when he asked me to dance I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our bodies touched. He traced the scar on my vertebral column from my neck opening down to my lower back. It was sexy, not flagrant, and it just reminded me that this heroic meter man saved my life on respective social function now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could sense little stirrings in my puss during dinner, but good Maker I was on blast when we started dancing ! His strong branch wrapped around me, his male fragrance enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely call for 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 palpate something on his decently leg. Something hard. I 'm sure it was his tool, but I thought it was in the centre between his legs, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a second base, sister. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his hired hand down his own pants. `` All well now. ``

I was n't sure what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of pornos, the stopcock were usually just hard ; I did n't know how long it took to go from soft to hard. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This time, I could feel all of his hardness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that hard. holy shit ! My nipples were hard, I can tell you that, and my snatch seemed to be on fire, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The ill at ease, mis-proportioned girl ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his brass, then he turned and he met me with his sass. Our spit danced and time seemed to stand still. Next affair I know both his paw are on my ass impudence, and he 's pressing his concentrated cock into my tummy. I moved a lilliputian sideways so I got one of his branch between mine, and I grinded against him like a usual hussy. But I did n't care, it felt so GOOD !

We kissed for several minutes, lost in each others lips. His hands felt so good on my butt, squeezing hard, almost too hard but it not quite. My hands eventually drifted down his sides, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare pelt for the for the first time clock time. He did n't have an ounce of fat on him. I ran my hands up the nominal head of his chest, feeling the form of his intemperately abdomen and then the clotheshorse of his hard pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice chest, Mr. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, little lady ! '' he responded. `` I do n't think you understand how good you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his weaponry like I was just a piece of report ! 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 bed what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, sorry knockout. I was going to ask if you 'd help me wash the jeep ? ``

'' Sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, dirty oral cavity. But this was n't the time for subtlety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the jeep can wait until tomorrow. '' He started towards his room, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too tired and worn out. Virgin busting is grueling workplace, or so I hear. ``

He just smiled and set me down gently after we entered his room. He arranged the air mattress and turned on a flabby light, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a defenseless man before ? In person, I mean ? ``

I shook my straits, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my point, yes.

'' Okay, stay there, I 'll strip for you. ``

He unbuttoned his long sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely pass off. He threw the shirt on the level. Kicked off his shoes, then pulled his windsock off.

'' final stage chance ! '' he said as he stood there with his deal on the fly of his blue jean. `` You can still back out ! ``

In a slightly quivering voice, I answered. `` I might just belt down you where you stand if you stop now. ``

He laughed, but I think he saw I was n't kidding.

Turning his spine towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his gasp, slowly, slowly exposing the offer of his butt face. His ass was complete. As he removed the pants completely, I marveled at how the musculus in his leg and march flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his arms outstretched a little and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the nerve was a three-foot monster cock.

Well, I was a virgin, remember ? It seemed like it was three metrical unit long. He told me later it 's about 8 in. All I know is that it was far bigger than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to death of this matter, and wanting to down it with my sass and pussy.

Lust won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my knees when I got there. I just breathed in his aroma for a few present moment, strong, musky. My hands on his second joint, I knew from the erotica what I was supposed to do, but doing it for real is a unlike story. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's nice. ``

I began to make out with his stopcock, and my right helping hand came over to grip it. Jesus ! The pelt is so diffused, but underneath is so grueling ! How is this possible ? And the skin moves around on the outside a small, fascinating ...

Gathering up my braveness, I opened my sass and covered his whole tip with my lips. Good god, my mouth was undecided almost as a good deal as it could, and I only had about an inch inside ! How do those lady friend deep throat like in the movies ? But it felt so cool, so good, and then I had a salty taste in my oral cavity. I pulled back and I could see this juice ooze from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lube. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can taste it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some women seem to hate the taste perception of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer passion it, though. I hoped I would wish it.

After a couple min, Michael helped me punt up to standing.

'' infant, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this apparel ? ``

He turned me around and undid the petty clasp in the rear. After stepping out of my apparel, he slid my underwear off. The import of accuracy was coming, he was going to see my oversized dumbbell 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, pure woman I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me hard again.

After a few moments, I broke the kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to get going oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm certain there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a chronological succession of events. And I want to do them all at some breaker 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 kiss more ? Just tell me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just skip all the foreplay and get to the fucking ? I 'm really make now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively spread open. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weightiness on his blazonry. I could feel his hammer bumping around down there, I opened my legs as wide as I could. He reached down to placement his pecker, and suddenly it was there at my entering. He rubbed it up and down my slit a few times, coating his cock with my juices. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` Fuck me. ``

His cock inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never ingest imagined. He pressed his hard turncock further into me, pulling it back out a little and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was nil like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me further than I thought possible. I could n't breathe for a moment.

'' That, my dear, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a endorse, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should have done more of that stimulation, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His lingua circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some pressure, ahh that 's beneficial, gave me a fiddling breathing room.

'' Bring your tits up, '' he told me. He was resting on his custody so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my slope, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my face, my mamilla pointing right at him. He bent his question down and kissed my left nipple, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning bolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my nipple to my cunt. His warm oral cavity engulfed my hard nipple and he sucked it inside his oral cavity. As the Muriel Spark continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the other one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my teat were almost touching each other, he tongued both of them frantically, first off one and then the other. My pussy felt like it was on fire ! Suddenly, the thin aching down there was gone, replaced by a lovesome, sensational feeling.

Michael pulled his cock most of the way out. I was about to protest when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Saviour Redeemer, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my titty so I could grab his ass and pull him into me. God it felt so be intimate just. I 've masturbated a few thousand clip but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his wholly weight on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in thoroughgoing control of me, I could n't move anything except my pelvis, up and down to touch his strokes. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his dick impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God damn I loved it.

Each apoplexy he ground into my clit. Each CVA I moaned or grunted or made some kind of pharyngeal, aboriginal disturbance. My puss was stretched to it 's limit, but I did n't want him to terminate, no screw way. At some point he reached for and found my left tit. He molested it with his hired hand so lots that I cried out.

'' Sorry baby ! '' he panted.

'' Pull on it harder goddamit ! '' I cried.

He pressed harder into my tit and pulled and yanked on it, then he brought it up to our faces so we could both see my nipple. Looking into my eyes, he encircled my fixed mammilla, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it feel better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my nipple, then drew it in my sassing and gently sucked it. I do this all the time, but I always thought it was a petty weird to suckle on your own body function. I did n't call back anyone else would mean it was ok.

He told me to apply onto that one while he brought my other tit up. I sucked on my left while he sucked on my rightfulness. His fucking had slowed, but he was doing these foresighted, powerful strokes now, slamming into my body. Into my woman. Into my fiery cunt.

'' permutation ! '' he whispered. And we traded tits, kissing in between.

'' Hold them, baby ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his bridge player and started REALLY fucking me fast and hard. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and tits as safe I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the place as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his speed, I felt that fantastic wizard developing in my pussy. My coming, it 's nearby. It 's on it 's way, it 's building up.

'' Michael, '' I panted. `` I 'm going to, I 'm going to cum soon. ``

From then on it was a bit of a blur. Michael told me later I just panted the word 'Fuck'about a G times, with the occasional 'Fuck me dada'thrown in just for fun. As my orgasm neared, I arched my back and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my orgasm exploded throughout my consistence. As my cunt trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this retentive, stretched out orgasm that I had never even dreamed of before. I could n't breathe, I could n't talk, I could n't proceed, I was just a bunch of raw delight nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful peter. wafture of cum spasms involuntarily wracked my body. I remember hearing a woman groaning and moaning, only to realize it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both paw and lifted my cunt up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his midsection finger right up my asshole. 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 seem all that far-fetched.

With a cry of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his pecker expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this fantastic hot tactile sensation in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His shaft trembled many times, and I clenched hard correct back at him, squeezing as tight as I could. Yes I was a virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my hoagie, my substitute Daddy, had fucked me and cum in my cunt. I was glad beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his skin covered in a light travail. His iron dick seemed to suffer shrunk a slight, or else I was so stretched, I could n't assure. He kissed me a little, stroked my font with his fingerbreadth, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' babe, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to undulate off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.

'' contract me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his spinal column and brought me with him, still with his decreasing cock inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No honey, thank you ! You are awe-inspiring and this was fantastic and holy place shit I ca n't believe it ... ''

'' It was proficient, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was wonderful for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Jesus ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guys out. ``

Oh yeah, near idea. He probably should n't have cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a inundation of Stanford White cum poured out of me onto him, covering his cock, balls, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! Good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't worry, I 'll clean it up. ``

With only a little waver, I licked up the low gear gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't like it ? The kickoff taste was okay, salty, thick, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also savour pussy juice, how fucking cool is that ! Our juice were mixed together ! And, it was fine. In fact, it was practiced. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk dish, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard cock, he showed me how to grip it at the tail and push towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal tube. Mmmmm, more cum rightfulness from the tap. When I got to his clod, he warned me to be light. lump are so weird, so sensitive, and ... ugly ... but in a coolheaded way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the hair's-breadth and gave me a little tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to have been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few second, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both thirsty, and even a short hungry. I put on his dress shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the button just to maintain it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his room towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guys ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her footling kimono gown which, I was always telling her, was too short for her and did n't cover up much on top, either. Her face looked a little flushed, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a second ! '' she said as she grabbed some cookies from a packet. She glanced at Michael, who stood there arrant naked with a gleaming half-hard dick, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that piffling tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few days ago, had kind of given him up so that I could be with him. The but living macho-man within who knows how many international nautical mile, and who can fuck like a hotshot, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her intemperate. I cried a trivial, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was fantastic. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you founder us a brace minutes ? I 'll make for back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass work as he walked.

'' Honey ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. rent of joy and felicity, but she did n't eff that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't have to collapse him up, for me. I mean, he 's fantastic ! I could never do that, not in a million years ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh beloved, I just wanted you to have a shot at some happiness. With things the way they are, who knows what 's going to bechance 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 fuzz, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so diffuse and Mommy-like, it was nice to hold on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my fucking God yes. You would n't believe how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would trust how aphrodisiac 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 ready ? I mean we do n't have any Astroglide like you use at home ... ''

'' What do you imply ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a little slut ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty good spank.

'' Well, the accuracy is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' well, dearie. I 'm a little elder, and when women get older they do n't always lubricate as much as they used to. I 'm certain, for you, that your pussy juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough pussy juice ! ``

'' Just kitty-cat juice ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no doctors, you know. '' The the true was, I really wanted to get march fucked but I was scared to death of Michael 's big turncock in there. But I knew some of the other girls took him, so I had to be at to the lowest degree as good as they were at it.
'' fountainhead you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for heaven 's sake. run up against the counter. Goddamn kids these Day I swear to God, ca n't enter anything out. Go on, spread your wooden leg, yes like that. ``

Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.

'' Mom ! '' I gasped.

She easily slipped two digit inside me as far as they would go, then she finger fucked me for about XXX seconds or so. I could finger my arousal building, and I could feel my juices starting to feed again.

'' See ? So you get your finger's breadth as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her fingers and then rubbed my asshole, depositing my juices on it. She repeated that again, only this time she pressed a bingle finger inside my ass a footling bit.

'' OK so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow down. I mean, He has to go slow. '' Mom slipped her digit completely inside me, in my rear. It felt tremendous. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass cheeks. `` He should also use some tongue, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spit onto my SOB. Her finger continued to make love my stooge as her former hand rubbed my twat. Then she pulled her digit out my butt, but instantly I could feel TWO fingerbreadth pressing against my backdoor. Oh mother fucker !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan word of mouth had just entered me, when in fact two fingers were n't even half as long or half as wide as Michael 's cock. I do n't acknowledge how this is going to work. I 'll never be able to fit his cock back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my head, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to feel screw both of my jam as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

'' Well, in her eternal quest to please you, this petty peeress wants to prepare herself for an anal piece of tail from you. Knowing how big your cock is, I figured I better get her ready, somewhat, at least. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my titty as it hung down. His previously limpish cock was now at wide-cut attention again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I help with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to say her that a tongue is good to help out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his capitulum to one side and thought for a instant. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much more experience getting butt-fucked than I do. Show me how it should be done. ``

With dissemble disgust, Mom withdrew her digit from my ass and proceeded to bend down and works her face between my cheeks. I jumped just a bit as her hot tongue probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand years did I think my mom would one day be licking my motherfucker, or that I would want her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to massage my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, keep going. you 're doing dandy. Lick Lorrie 's asshole like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could feel pussy juice running down my leg. `` Guys ! '' I said. `` I ca n't stand up here like this much longer. ``

We moved to Michael 's bedroom.

'' I think, '' Michael was saying as he took off my/his shirt. `` We should lay her on her back, that way her pussy succus will just flow into her butt. Gayle, you work her kitty-cat and I 'll work on these bosom. We will get you juicy, do n't worry, baby. ``

True to his news, Michael started working very hard on my right tit. Squeezing, kneading, mashing, caressing, licking, all variety of at once.

Mom put two fingerbreadth back up inside my pussy and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juices. Her hitch rubbed on my clit. together with the twinkle coming from my mamilla, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very strong and gentle touched 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 pussy, my cunt. She thrust three or four fingerbreadth, or maybe her completely helping hand inside my pussy as she licked my lips and clit, now finger fucking me fast and hard.

Michael decided that this was the metre he should slap my bosom. 'Increases the bloodline flow', he said. As he gripped my tit where the skin rose from my dresser, the end of my tit and the nipple were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at foremost, but each one got a petty harder, made a little More noise.

Mom pulled out her bridge player from my bitch, and forced it against my now soaked cigaret hole. Her digit went in a little, then she pulled them back.

Each clock time Mom rammed her fingers into my butt, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to figure out my pussy and they both assaulted my tits and ass, I came in about two minutes.

twat juice flowed out of me, I could sense it running out of my slit and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's ready, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my stage. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvic girdle stick up in the air somewhat. He positioned himself at my backdoor.

'' wait ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's cock, slobbering all over it.

'' Okay, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His cock head pressed into my ass, and I felt it form of 'plop'into me as his mushroom mind gained admittance. I stiffened from the sense datum. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' easy please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to pick out him inside me. He must fuck 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 typeface and told me to relax, it will be finely. Then she kissed me for a moment on the lips, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my puss and forced her way in so she could lick my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's knife on my clit while Michael slowly fucked my ass little by little. Going deeper. Into the bad seat. With my Mom licking my cunt. Are you kidding me ? My mind was spinning in circles as unbalanced intellection went through my head. Mom 's licking my cunt ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't scare me. In fact I want to. And I want to suck her titty, and for her to soak up mine, and I want everyone to suck my mamilla. And I want 20 guys to stand in a roofy around me and jerk off on me and cover me in cum, and Mom can lick it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT FUCK ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inch inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Jesus Christ I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her fountainhead bashed a niggling, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered lips. God, I taste good. I thought. I 'm such a slut, I also thought. Mom reached back down and fingerbreadth fucked me in prison term with Michael 's strokes. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in heat. speechmaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you stop for a second. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, screw me doggy style. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely empty feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a moment, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' Baby, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulation for this. Tell you what, I 'll lay down on my back, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your head down there. This way I can lick your cunt while he fucks your ass. You 'll be fine this way. ``

okay Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her head teacher as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot knife inside my kitty lips and on my clitoris as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be fine. ``

Michael worked his way in between my stage and Mom 's berm and arms, and got set 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 little lonely just sitting here on all four-spot with zero to do. Suddenly, Mom 's sassing was back on my slit and Michael 's pecker was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my fucking god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your back ! His tool 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 rapturous state. My munition and legs lost control condition, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my bitch hard into Mom 's human 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 pussycat. Her heady odor wafted in my nose, her juicy lips covered my buttock. Without any prior history of touching a girl, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her brim, sucked her button, buried my face between her folds, smearing her juices all over my expression. I ate my Mom 's pussycat with perfect abandon.

Somewhere in the midriff of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yip and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my other cheek even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop ? '' He teased.

I turned to look at him. All sweaty from head word to toe, his musculus gleaming in the light, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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Okay, enough is enough. Lorrie, you write like a young lady. Too much of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a couple of master lesbians. Lorrie 's ass was so tight, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of course, but you could see a little, well it was fucking awesome. This was in effect than any daydream I could have concocted.

I thought the only thing to nominate this honest was a little ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my little room, and each slap was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to look at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's cunt juices, her hairsbreadth stringy with swither, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to stare into my eyes, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her head jerked but she held my gaze, until finally she slumped back down on top of Mommy like a rag doll.

I fucked her difficult for a few Sir Thomas More solidus, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In secondment, I came too. With a fury, my rooster trembled and shook and I emptied my raging spermatozoan deep inside my infant girl 's ass. Wave after wave, slam after shot, I finally finished cumming after almost a arcminute. My cock was physically wear down, I could feel it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscle after running a tenacious way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a nice surprise.

From her gaping whoreson, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting mouth. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her mouth closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her rear. Then Gayle bent down and, with her hands, opened Lorrie 's mouth. Gayle slowly opened her own oral fissure, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her mouth into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum glob for a few bit before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a long time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, utterly spent. My shaft lay there like a dead soldier, or to a greater extent like a complaining soldier. 'No more, let me rest !'it seemed to say. Hey picayune buddy, it was deserving it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

Time drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their tender boobs against me and draping their pegleg over part of me. I mentioned weewee again, because I never got any the first time. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two shabu for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. trine can be difficult sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt belief. Mix in some Mother/Daughter stuff, and I did n't know WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three prison term 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 rightfulness in my case. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okey. Tired, but a good tired. I ca n't conceive what we did, what I did. Thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the heavy night of my aliveness. ``

They both squeezed me tight. We drifted off to sleep, each tire and satisfied and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the tuner blared. `` Michael ! supporter ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my warm slumber with my two baby, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a one C living dead at least ! They are inside the fund ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! Hang on ! ``

The lady friend were already moving. `` full gear, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the landrover ! ''

Sounded like the shit was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm protector, tibia sentry go, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to main street, weapons hot and ready to go. In spite of the risk, there were a few smirky looks passed back and Forth River, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to battle, but the fucking sure was fun last night ! ``

I rounded the corner a few C yards from hardware computer storage, where everybody was holed up. Zombies crowded around the face door. Yeah, at least a century. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't desire to just shoot them. Then they 'll pour us. This is like some variety of damn herd.

We had checked on the wireless. Our the great unwashed were trapped, but not in immediate danger. Zed had forced them into a sleeping accommodation, which was holding strong. Erin had climbed out the window onto the facade roof.

rightfulness by us, side by side to Mountain Realty, was Jim 's Fix It Shop. I looked in the windowpane and saw a clump of pecker and broken TVs and other shit. And wire. spool 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 spools. Zed was occupy making noise down the street, they did n't get wind me.

'' Call Erin, secern her to keep it up, retain their attention. ``

I had Gayle drive us closer, about 75 yards from the close Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my last mag. I 'll just wave at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, sooner would be better ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, engine idle, ready to roll out. I mean, forged came to pip, we could just labor into a few of them, then drive around town as they followed us. Spread them out some so we could mesh them a few at a clip. But I wanted to try this telegram thing first.

I undid some wire and wrapped it around the closest streetlight. With pair of pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the solid ground. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a streetlight on that slope, also about a foot off the ground and as smashed as I could make it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the next streetlight about hundred fundament away, and tied another bit of telegram across the street about a ft high up. Did that four more times.We checked around, no Zeds had snuck up behind us from the principal road. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the landrover 's horn.

Instantly, about half the streetwalkers turned to appear at us. brag the car horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' Ladies, be ready if this does n't work. '' I was pretty scared, actually. If this did n't exercise, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't get it on if we could withstand off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The first Zachs got to the conducting wire, Foomp ! Down they went ! The Tripwire was working ! They just kept falling over each other ! Dumbasses ! As they spread out in the disarray, a few went outside the pole and the wire, but then those cat zeroed in on us in the heart of the street and hit the following conducting wire. John L. H. Down went those guys !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. Libra the Scales and coordination are not his matter. Depending on their condition, it can take 30 second, a min, even more for them to get upright again. Those that did, fell down on the following wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick antics. After a couple instant, with still a couple wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to see them. We had our AR-15s slung on our rachis, I had my fortify Crovel and Lorrie had her long stove poker stick.

'' I got the starting time one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this dead guys principal. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's check close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't want to get surrounded. But it was n't too probably. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the pressure reduced on our people in the edifice ; they staged a murderous breakout and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his absolutely head, making surely he was re-dead.
Well, the smell was fucking atrocious. And now we had 147 dead guys in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boys, Sir Thomas Wyatt and Thomas Hunt Morgan, looked a fiddling sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained J. P. Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music last-place night. You know, just having a footling party. It was pretty late, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. succeeding thing we know a few of these guys started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the cockcrow ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this sunup, they crashed through the glass room access, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a room, all we had was my pistol, radio, and my six magazines. ``

'' What did you use to demote out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the furniture, got some good boards. Erin shot the inaugural few, then we beat the rest down until we could get our weapon. ``

I was kind of pissed at them for getting themselves into trouble. But I was also pretty impressed. They did n't panic, they improvised, they overcame, they fought hard, they killed Zed.

We figured there must own been a herd passing by on the highway. They heard the medicine and decided to come claim a look. I read about the herds a few days ago. When Zed has no stimulation, he just kind 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 intent. He does n't want to omit out on the action so he follows him. Zena sees two of her Friend charging ahead and says yeah baby, I 'm with ya ! Next thing you know, 147 utterly shitheads are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't kibosh now !

well the Tripwire worked, got ta do to a greater extent of that. We got ta get our defenses up. We ca n't just have these guys storming our town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the rest of the day cleaning up. The early remaining townsfolk came out to avail, too. Picking up dead Z is intemperate body of work. We dragged them all about a quarter mile down principal street, down tip. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the trucking and dragging, word got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that ma Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some scathe feel, too. Some of the lady friend were thinking I was off the mart and were jealous.

We broke for lunch. As we munched down Dennison 's chili, 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 do this whole matter ! Now she seemed a little pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really suffer any ruler right now. Except for the patsy rule, which is if you are a terror to me and us then you get to pass on. But, well, normal society has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty free right now. I mean, yeah, we have affair 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. Daniel Morgan and Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the passion stage yet. '' They made funny gestures of wiping their brows in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, chill out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

People seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said ahead of time on, I needed to watch my whole step with these fille, or they may all turn on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to work. `` Nice manner of speaking. ``

'' Yeah right, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the girls ? It 's OK. I just want to know. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the real world, you would be my number missy of all prison term. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are difficult clip and we ca n't give to have got everyone pissed at each other right now ... ''

I grabbed a duad of dead feet, Lorrie grabbed his hands. We swung him up into a wheel barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your balls. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to consume more sex with you. A lot more. I am in sexual love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to do work out an arrangement here. I 'll remember about it. ``

Okay, I thought, believe on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry. I 'd suck your cock right now, except it
probably has zombie gunk on it ! ``

'' Hey babe, I never got to lick you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't need to lose you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an approximation for tonight, though, Big pop. You might care it. ``

She was right, I did like 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 people together.

'' Hey guys, good work today. Let 's get cleaned up for an early dinner up at the house. Then I want to have a strategy session, we got ta do something so this does n't happen again. '' We piled into the hand truck and headed up the Hill to my shack.

After we all got neat and glazed, we had a dainty meal of canned spaghetti and meatballs, greens beans, and pear. Ok, so it was n't all that overnice. But it filled us up and did n't take long to make, so that was good enough.

'' Ok common people, '' I began. `` We need a paries. I propose we start with the car in town. There 's ... what, a couple hundred houses here, and only about 15 interest. Let 's direct the cars from the rest of them, line them nose to tail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our little vale to the early end. That way, the living dead will probably fall into the ditch, and we can facilitate with that too, and then they wo n't be able to mount the ditch because cable car will be there on the top edge. We 'll provide an opening, and use a big truck or bus or something as the logic gate. We 've got ta drain all fluids from the gondola and keep them in barrels. train out the batteries, ignition wires and clobber, anything useful. That should take various days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that little welding shop down south, see if that guy is animated and help him out. We need him. When we went past him last sentence, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big plan is to build the 'Sanchez Pit of Death'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the credit, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll demand to go about 40 mi north and see what 's up with the truck finish there before someone else gets to it. Trucks stand for stuff, hopefully solid food, and god knows what else. motortruck also mean shipping containers. We need those to work up ramps for the Michael Assat Pit. And we can use empty trailers to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couple 60 minutes, working out the detail of the car rampart. That was the most crucial thing. We did n't feel like leaving the town without having it be secure so that when we returned the town would not be full of living dead. We also assigned people to specific jobs. Gayle and Lorrie would spend at least 2 time of day a day learning herbal medicine and outmoded doctoring. Erin would go our arsenal technician, learning all she could about guns so she could assert ours in tip-top shape. Tina and Payton were to suit farm specialists so that come spring we would be quick. The couples of Masters and Johnsons would knead on fortifying the wall, building watchtowers, and any early physical security department matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinking. It was sound to loosen up, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a couple Sir Thomas More hours, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big announcement 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 room TV ! ``

near the great unwashed laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm grave ! I 'm going to my room for 15 min for some last moment cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch some soil movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to join. If you do n't want to, that 's OK, no trouble. Maybe just stay in your room, or you guys can go back down into 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 find out a pin drop.

I turned on my tunes box so I would n't find out any conversations or bitching or moaning or crying. Then I proceeded to sweep my teeth, do some final cleanup and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a TV was rowdy. '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 fret knickers commando style, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the movie, nobody 's here. Really ? Nobody ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll watch it anyway. I started searching through the server to get the movie up. Just as I got it going, I heard a girl 's articulation shout out from the book binding :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... March ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the meter. Erin, the Little tiger, is the squad leader. She called out as they marched out, single file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the Marines !

Out came the good-for-naught looking squad I ever saw. Also, the sexiest. Erin called out the cadence call and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no common sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sensation in lookin down )
Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! ( Ai n't no snake god on the ground ! )
Killin Zombies all day long ! ( Killin Zombies all day long ! )
Gon na make me big and unassailable ! ( Gon na make me big and firm ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're decently ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Sound off ! ( 1,2 ! )
strait off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to keep a straight face. This was so cool !

The troop was now arrayed in front of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All troops present and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, sergeant ! Was there, uh, a trouble with the uniforms today ? ``

'' Supply issue sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a courteous camouflage baseball hat, and one of my camo shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the front. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her lovely little boobs.

'' dress that production line, Sergeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a nice squeeze play on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandanna wrapped around her head, a nice blank push-up bra which accentuated her solid tits, and armed combat boots.

'' Pants, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that olfactory property ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' fountainhead, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the next young woman, Lorrie, who had on a camo T-shirt. That was it. And the jersey looked like it was having a punishing prison term as it had a few strategic rips in it. Lorrie looked at me and smiled.

'' Soldier ! '' I mock-yelled. `` Are you eye-balling me ? ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' You ca n't do that ! ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' Drop down and give me twenty ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 sucks ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my effort, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard cock completely in her sass. She got a few strokes in before it got too big for her. By the time she got to 20, I was at full attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your story ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a melanize G-string and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a string around her neck, resting comfortably between her pleasant-tasting boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't make a story ? ``

'' drop cloth and afford me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not real inventive, not a big talker. But she 's a hard worker and she fucks like a racehorse. Jesus, I thought. And a adept cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the squad called out in unison.

'' spinal column in line, common soldier ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and Sir Thomas Wyatt were handcuffed together. Wyatt had on pants, which was dependable. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' bazaar enough. captive Sir Thomas Wyatt, drop and commit me ... no wait, turn over her 20 ! ``

Wyatt eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's twat. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to number ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Sir Thomas Wyat got up, his sass and Chin glistening.

'' nursemaid ! '' I said to the next person, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hair's-breadth. She also had a two-inch spacious bandage wrapped around her chest of drawers at the nipple lineage. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' Step Forward ! '' Nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look levelheaded, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just hold this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my first aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' crease 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 prison term. Not that voiceless, but her boldness got a petty pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

wellspring, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be greedy, Nurse ! ``

I moved down the origin to Kristin and Morgan. She had a dog leash around her neck, with a chain held by John Pierpont Morgan. Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very modest in her long sleeve army T-shirt.

'' Let me guess ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him think, Sir ! ``

'' That 's what I thought. Better give him 20, though. Now ! ``

She eagerly ate his prick up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the group called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. Stop. bang it off ! '' I yanked on her chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a favourable sumbitch, Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had physical composition on, and was fully dressed in a aphrodisiacal way ; nice white blouse, tight black skirt, lightlessness fishnets, high dog. Damn 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.

'' buck private Tina ! You look ... surpassing. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious Objector ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class slattern, Sir ! I want to get fucked ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did most everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at ease. troop, '' I began. `` You 've all passed review. leisure time 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 detail ! Consume accordingly. Any malingerers will be shot ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the couch as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my elbow grease and sat on the sofa. I was glad I took those 15 min earlier to make clean up, had myself all nice and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV remote when Lorrie came up with a couple of drinks.

'' gimlet ? '' she asked.

'' My darling, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat future to me. Sort of. She was more like sitting on me. Her firm tits pressed into my arm and thorax. I took about 4 gulps of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with drinks and everyone mingled for a few proceedings. nobody really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's idea, and we were n't coming through. I downed the rest of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to business ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the couch, then I slid down onto the storey. Spreading her legs, I began to lick and osculate my way up her knee, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and Momma Gayle sat on the couch next to Lorrie. It was form of funny remark. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these girls. Many had lost their families, had seen Death close up, were n't sure about the future, all that. So Gayle spent many a night hugging one of the missy as we watched a show on the tube.

So, this was n't any unlike, except now Momma Gayle was completely raw and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at mammy 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thigh as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my loot. Lorrie 's hands naturally went to her mammilla, she massaged them lazily through her jersey. I could smell out happy little smell inspiration in straw man of me.

Suddenly, my back was covered in warmness, Kaitlyn laid her easy boobs on my rachis. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my pecker and balls. Oh god, that 's nice. Always nice to have somebody lightly stroke your rock-hard peter. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my mouth across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her clean-shaven outer areas. God I was in nirvana, and I wanted this to be good for Lorrie. I gently opened her a piffling with my hired man, 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 heat on my tongue as I continued to explore her external. As I passed over her hatchway, the heat intensified. I pressed my tongue down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot woman lava covered my tongue in fantastic flavors.

I swallowed some of her succus down, mmm heaven. I looked up at her again, she was looking down lazily at me, almost like she was dreaming. She leaned forward an pulled off her t-shirt, thank god. I needed to see those tits ! My left hand went up to embrace them while I licked my thumb and forefinger to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her puss and circled around her clit with my spit as my in good order handwriting began to badger her twat and ass with my fingerbreadth. Her juice quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my natural language lightly on her clitoris, feeling the unvoiced picayune nub under me. I sped up a little and added some pressure, varying my route as I tongue lashed her entire snatch. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder joint. I turned my head.

'' My turn ! '' Erin exclaimed.

'' Um ... '' I struggled. `` Not just yet. I need to do this, ok Little tiger ? '' I kissed her on her sass, and she licked and sucked me clean and jerk of Lorrie 's accumulated juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's pap. I dove back in and tongue fucked her kitty. Back and Forth River with my set natural language inside her steam clean hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a duo minutes of that, I slid a finger's breadth up inside her as I worked my sass up towards her rock hard little button. First, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some good pressure. The I gave it a few glancing clout, drawing groan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my tongue firmly against her clit.

For the adjacent ... I do n't have intercourse 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 area into my sassing. I struggled to keep up with her menstruum of secretions, swallowing as expert I could, but I really did n't want to let her go. I slipped more fingers inside her hot yap, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her hard while continuing to molest her clitoris. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my nous between her thighs, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bloody murder as her orgasm ripped through her cunt and cattle ranch throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me stop after about a minute.

'' dada ! '' she gasped, barely capable to catch one's breath. `` I ca n't ... dad I ca n't use up it anymore ... Daddy ... ''

Haha ! No love way. I held on and continued to drub and draw her clit. Lorrie 's sexual climax continued, rising and falling with my velocity and pressure, balancing on the border of the waterfall, and then plummeting over the border. Only to be on another boundary, and going over that falls, too.

After a twosome minutes of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any tending to any else for the last 15 instant, I had no idea what was going on. I gathered that masses were doing some sexy thing, but they had all stopped in the last 5 second due to the amount of disturbance Lorrie made ! They gave me a nice unit of ammunition of applause as I rose from between her legs. I waved to the crowd, tipped my imaginary hat, then fell into the arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, long and deep, her spit totally engaged with mine. I felt good to rest a slight, my jaw was a bit tired !

I sat back on the couch and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my rigid cock in both hands and began stroking me. Her blondish hair blocked my view, but I could feel her hot mouth settle onto my cock as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on Lorries lovely, rigid nipples. These babies were huge right now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a trouble ! Tina impaled her tight snatch with my cock, at last, and finally I had fucked all the women here !

Looking around, Momma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her tits while Kaitlyn licked her smooth cunt. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the master key boys, while her sister Kristin and Lorrie looked on with grave lust in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending buttons flying and her mammilla bouncing. Her perky little girls were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my shaft. Her tight twat clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her long orgasm, I guess a cock in her pussy and in her ass felt pretty good ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's side, surprising everyone with the amount of juice emanating from within.

Daniel Morgan pulled his prick from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' Next ! '' he called out with his and his brother 's firmly peter at full attention.

Kristin shook her head. I guess the ass was n't her matter. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boys positioned her over James Wyatt 's cock, and then Morgan moved up to fuck her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous teat in my fount. I sucked them for a couplet transactions, then got up and mounted her from fanny. Her cunt accepted my big cock, no dubiousness asked. Not quite as tight as a teenage girl, she still felt fabulous. I gave her a life-threatening fucking, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her facial expression on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean and jerk of all those juices. I rammed my shaft back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in ecstasy from her double-fucking. I do n't be intimate how those lord boys were holding off and not cumming, but full 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 storey, Part II
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Lewis Henry Morgan laid on his back with his stopcock standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hand and helped me lower myself onto Lewis Henry Morgan 's cock. Wyatt stood by with his shaft standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his blood brother 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No fondling, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can sleep with and go down on, but no kissing. Sure, I 'm down !

someone played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in town. finger probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something huge pressed into me ! It 's fucking Sir Thomas Wyat ! I gritted my tooth as he entered my stooge. the Nazarene 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 James Wyatt squeezed my tits hard. But Jesus, I was filled up. I pretty a great deal went limp as they pumped my kitty and ass. I could n't even believe about gripping a cock 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 soft and hard and wet was forcing it 's way into my backtalk. I guess Michael could n't stick out it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three holes filled ! I could try out somebody 's bitch on Michael 's tool. My judgement drifted, overwhelmed with sex as cocks tried to get cryptic and recondite into me. My cunt was on fire, my ass felt great, and I could barely take a breather as Michael 's huge cock fucked my face.

Sir Henry Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the brother. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. young lady flocked to the two male child as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the floor and forced his way in between my stage, and he shoved his cock right up all the way inside my cunt. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that distress for a second. It was like he hit bottom, I do n't know. His cock was so fatheaded, even though it was only one it felt almost the Saame as having two privileged me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My head swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My coming built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to toil my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge rooster swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the limit. I begun cumming as I felt his seed shoot into me. It felt SO COOL having his turncock flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My cunt clenched him back as my best ever orgasm swept through me. He ate me out about 15 minutes earlier, that was my considerably orgasm. But this one, even better. It just would n't finish. We continued to kiss as our mutual orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` baby, get off me so I can get these guys out of me ! '' I loved the appreciation of his sperm cell and I wanted some. Okay, and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending piffling delight ripples through my intact pussy. I held him as close and as toilsome as I could. I loved him so much.

Getting double fucked was bully, but ... it 's nothing like this. Basking in the after glow with your man.

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Early the adjacent morning, Michael 's picket started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' fucking me again, babe '' I half-moaned. I checked my pussy, still a bit soften. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my former hand. I got ta get some succus going !

'' baby, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't get time to do you justice -- ''

'' cum on, papa ! '' piped in Mom. `` consecrate 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 pussy throbbed the trice he entered me. My clit was still swollen from shoemaker's last night.

Michael locked his weapon system and rested on them, so he could look at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it justly there.

'' Jesus Christ fucking Christ ! You two ! You 're fucking loose woman ! ! ``

His stopcock expanded in me as he filled me with his cum. He came down on top of me, all three of us kissing. Finally, he got up.

'' Come on you guys, big day ! '' Oh yeah, we 're supposed to work up a wall, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` Come here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard cock. His salty cum tasted great, interracial in with my cunt juice. The sight was apparently too much for him, mom and girl licking his hammer. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't perform all that well. But that was n't the font with Michael.

'' piece of ass Mom, and give her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's pussy as he went back to his room to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to 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 system where some of us moved automobile, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during combat breeding, all plans go out the window when the foremost shot is fired. fountainhead, the first shot, in this case, was one of the townies having a fit. Michael had enlisted their assistance, and all was going well. Until a couple of them got into an argument over one of the other motorcar that was owned by a dead person.

It seems that both of these old guy rope were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. well they got into a conflict about which of these guy should get her car. See, Michael had said we should preserve any 4-wheel drive vehicles, any Priuses or former cross, any vans, and maybe a mates of dissolute cars if we found any. And we let the living sept keep whatever cable car they had. But we needed the rest period for the wall.

So Lady Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le cavalry sword. It had some Brobdingnagian engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to keep it. The argument got handsome, clenched fist were thrown, the great unwashed pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from town and drove it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was o.k., rightfulness up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the shot came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the worthless people I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was more of a glancing blow and my Lacrosse helmet blocked most of it. I was n't knocked unconscious mind, but, as they say, I got my `` bell stave ''. Two bozo grabbed me, tied up my helping hand with those plastic zip-tie things, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their truck they had hidden behind some trees. They jammed me between the two of them in the face seat. Good Shepherd Christ I had a headache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't look to accept showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My public figure 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your name, hot stuff and nonsense ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, sebaceous pilus and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking black guy, did n't appear as bad, but still pretty soiled and grimy.

'' nooky you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' well, is n't that nice. Fuck-you, it 's dainty to meet you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy teeth and greasy face.

'' Jesus Christ ! '' I said. `` Do n't you laugh at 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 shoot down me ? Do n't kill me now, I 'm in love life !

'' fucking ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about 20 minutes up the road, the whole time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the thing he 's going to do to me. The driver was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed pass water or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this paraphernalia, and a side arm, and hummer and stuff on a vest while Tom did n't sustain anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the whole thing here.

We slowed down at a turnoff for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big Trento says you can pee. '' But Tom slowed down.

'' I 'm going to pee in your truck right now if you do n't let me out. ``

Tom stopped the truck, right at the hamlet. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trent River is about the truck. ``

'' Shut up striver ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the shots, not you ! ``

secretiveness for a moment.

'' I 'll let you watch '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me loose or I 'll fall over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her loose, slaveboy, and watch her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me relax, and I stood there for a moment. I could see Robbie had a hard on from rubbing my tits and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my direction. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my whisker and posed a little, letting my yearn fuzz fly in the cinch. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a pubic hair. Perfect.

'' seminal fluid on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my army trouser, pulled them down and break my naked puss to this flaming asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squat, and ... nix, at world-class. Finally, I closed my eyes and tried to relax, and then I let it fly. The real joke was not to get it on my trouser. Robbie stood transfixed. mother fucker. He undid his fly and began stroking his tough little cock. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't observe the size of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't incite ! Do n't make me shoot you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't bourgeon her, you 're not supposed to even touch her or River Trent will kill you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the other script. Damn side arm grips on the AR, they let you shoot one handed if you want.

'' wrench up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and shot his load onto my tits and bra.

'' Alright, come on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my drawers up. My t-shirt soaked in several places through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and satiate me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot bigger than our niggling one. We stopped after a couple transactions near a gigantic striptease mall that had a Walmart in it. A bombastic plagiarist flag flew from the top. The big store had one C of necros around it.

'' home plate, sweet-scented place ! '' announced Robbie.

'' Come on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bonds and we climbed up this ravel that took us to the roof of the strip mall. From there we walked a duet hundred cubic yard 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 snake god trying to get in down below. These guys were just hanging out. And staring at me, but nobody said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` vertebral column off ! ``

We climbed down some stairs at the backbone, down to the storeroom of the Walmart. They led me through to the main level, some light filtered down from the skylight but the brightness were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, honest-to-god, perched up on these display fount, sitting in an leisurely chair like he was a king on a crapper. A naked woman kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy pegleg. A dyad guys stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift footprint. Tom followed some distance behind.

'' Well, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a Mexican valium around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some FINE piece of ass, not this shit you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the female child who had been at his English. She whimpered and bowed her head low.

What an motherfucker, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty young thing ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trent glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your figure, dearest ? '' he asked me again.

'' Fuck you ! '' It was all I could call up of to say.

'' Ah, defiance ! How decent. fountainhead I 'm surely we can shell that out of you. Or love it out of you. lot of men here ... they 'd all like a gap at you. Wait a second, what 's this ? '' Big Trent had lifted my hairsbreadth and saw a boastfully bruise near my temple. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetie ? '' he asked.

'' From son of a bitch over there ! '' I pointed my head at Robbie.

Big River Trent got very quiet. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, freeze in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a short tap -- ''

'' A trivial tap ? '' Big Trent River asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And face at these mammilla ! They look real. Are they ? ``

Big Trento squeezed my boobs for a few moments. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the fuck ? '' he asked in shock. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his men in horror.

I told him. `` whizz over there jacked off on me and sprout his shitty cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trento looked to Tom for confirmation. Tom nodded his nous 'yes .'

Big Trent slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me tinge ... you let me put my hands on YOUR FUCKING JIZZ ? ``

'' No BT it 's not like that ! You see she was -- ''

I did n't see it because I turned away, but Robbie dropped like a shift of potatoes, his head twisted at a weird angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. retarding force his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, start talking. Where your from. What 's your setup, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to think of something to say. I came up vacate. `` I do n't have a good deal to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to vote out you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My Daddy. He will kill you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trento thought about that for a few import. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, evidence me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up cars, like a wall. Down in Larchmont. That 's that flyspeck township a few stat mi south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a couple on men, tons of girls. They had a couple guns ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're clean. Very unclouded. They got their poop together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to ladies wear, get her something else to wear. And get some wipes and clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to talk to me, real number soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to fall with him. We passed a guy walk towards Big Trento who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy brass, spangled eyes.

As we got to the madam section, Tom relaxed his grip and looked around.

'' aspect, '' he whispered. `` I 'm sorry. They 've got my married woman, my kid. Here, take hold of a shirt. They 'll kill my house if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your knife back. I took it from that dunce when we fed him to the deaders. veil it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. Wait til it 's obscure and things quiet down. Too many Guy around now.

'' But, it 's really just River Trent and his crew. The balance of us are prisoners, or scared shitless, forced labor sort of thing. They make us vote down the deaders at the forepart, but just with rakes and shovel. Still, if your man comes, we can help out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my dada IS coming. When he does, stay put out of his way. I 'll try to celebrate 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 slayer. It 's almost chilling, but it 's also totally sexy. And he 's going to save me.

At least, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, tight. I could n't get anything even remotely loose. Big Trent River questioned me for, I do n't roll in the hay, maybe like an hour ?. He wanted to know the layout of our property, how many people we had, how much nutrient, how many gunslinger, everything. He threatened, injure me a little, I held out a long time. Finally I gave some bullshit answers. I told them our stronghold was some of the houses right by the road. I told him we were almost out of food. We had 5 search rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each answer, I held out. Trent punched my venter. Slapped my legs. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy time. add up on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright Sweetheart, '' Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the heavy poppycock is going to fall down just about now ! ``

Trent pulled out a vast knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about take a crap myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my face, between my pinhead, I trembled.

'' You told me the whole truth, right ? '' he asked. `` zippo but the trueness ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the help, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trento had a tempestuous look in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it extensive open. He cut through my bra. My boobs flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunshot. the guy cable on the cap are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and hold it out. '' The firing increased above us. Trent felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to throw up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your daddy, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More guesswork sounded, and one of the fanlight shattered. rightfulness near us.

Suddenly, a soundbox flew through the fanlight and crashed about 20 metrical foot away. The head was shot and he was a mess from the twilight, but you could tell by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! Shit ! What the Fuck ! Edmund Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another body came through the skylight, Trent and his guys fired everything they had at the hatchway. Three down. They ran out of ammunition, dropped magazine and put in more and kept shooting at the ceiling near the opening. Finally, cypher had any broad mags left.

This weird scraping stochasticity emanated from the ceiling. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another consistence flew through the opening and crashed down near us. One of River Trent 's guys. He must 've had 20 bullets in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still active !

Trent and his guy wire were in a scare. They were n't ready for anything like this. All their cartridge holder were empty, they scurried about looking for more ammo. They finally found a slip and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another body fell through the skylight. Five. dead reckoning to absolute shit. They shot a few rounds back towards the hole and ran out of ammo again. Trent screamed at his guy cable to detect more ammo. Jesus, did n't these fuckhead have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the front threshold. Several of their guy cable went to get some of the cans.

Trent River pulled out a gigantic pistol, I found out later it was called a 'Desert Eagle'. A guy named Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random injection into the roof until River Trent told him to knock it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my breast hanging out. Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my nous. I, um, make water mighty then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent yelled. `` See who these dead guy rope are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead guys. Trent River and Lyndon Baines Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to trip up sight of something. I watched Tom roll the absolutely guys around, and saw him bag a handgun. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` shot in the headway, amongst former shoes ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't take out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in scare. `` How many guy were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulders. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all stagnant. Fuck ! '' Trento pointed the Desert eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bitch ... Call him off ! ``

I made a face at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the forehead. It did n't criticise me out, but it hurt like shit and made my head spin. I could see Trent River but it was like I was underwater. I could get a line him yelling about covering the spine steps or something. next thing I know, Wilson has a big gaping kettle of fish in his top dog, and Tom is standing there with a vicious flavor on his side and a smoking gun in his handwriting. I guess he scavenged it from one of the dead guys. Tom shot two more bad guys before Big Trent fired on him. Tom was able to duck down an aisle.

Trent could n't chase him because he heard his epithet being called. By my Daddy !

'' Trento ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be friends. ``

'' Yeah right hand ! '' responded Trent River as he ducked behind a push-down list of Coors beer suit. `` And how the fuck do you get laid my figure ? ``

'' One of your little toadies squealed up on the roof, but do n't care ! He wo n't ever fink again. ``

More shots and shouts came from assorted parts of the store. The 'slaves'were rising up against their lord ! So cool ! Trent River did n't know what to do, or where to depend, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll blast your bitch ! '' River Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to point the bird of Jove at me.

Trent 's drumhead exploded. I thought, I did n't know a drumhead could just explode ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each other, guns pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to hollo. `` You 're on the ... same slope ''

I blacked out.

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Epilogue
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I shot this shithead River Trent right in his blinking head. I scanned for objective and saw this inkiness guy also shooting at Trento. I covered him with my 1911, but I was sort of hoping that he would n't fool me since we both shot Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the like slope, 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 more of these guy rope ? ``

'' I do n't bed, I think my friends took out the ease up near the front, but I ca n't be surely yet. ``

Lorrie looked okeh, she had a lump on her forehead.

'' Stay here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My epithet is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You good, Tom. I 've killed a lot of hoi polloi today, I do n't mind adding to the list. ``

There was some commotion up front, so I skirted around through the plaything and cosmetics to see what was happening. The case of the commotion became clear ; 20 or so masses were beating 3 or 4 people to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the captured girl ! '' They had pitch and power shovel and started advancing on me. There was blood in their eyes !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the recess, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's alright ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's cool down. He just killed about 15 of our whoreson warlords. Let 's not pour down him just yet. ``

As the situation defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some captivate rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to nobody in particular.

A bruised up gentleman, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the women and Thomas Kid locked up in the nail beauty parlour next door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking piece of shit safety, does n't get much breathing clock time left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The township was swarmed early on by zombies. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living people were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Sat. For a lucky few, the whole household was shopping at the same meter and survived intact. For others, their loved single were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` Rattlers '' showed up and easily took over the storehouse and the group. The rattler acted like deliverer on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the first night, however, the freight train showed their true gloss ; they enslaved everyone and began their reign of terror and assault. This went on for three calendar week, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the roof. She covered the group with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to turn down the bbl, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're OK ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't pick up anything for awhile, I was thinking the pip ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the people and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens next ? ``

Just then Tom and his bunch returned, Tom holding tightly to a woman and a small miss around his neck opening. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new girl ? ``

'' 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 rattlers on the roof, which allowed me to climb up and into your Walmart here where, with the assistance of Tom, we do n't own a Rattler job anymore. ``

I expected the subsister to be a little more than happy about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our aim. Rightfully so, I guess. The last 'saviors'did n't work out so well.

'' Well, Guy, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These shitheads shot one of my people back nursing home. Do you mind if we get some medical examination supplies ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the Pharmacy section. These guy cable still had fully stocked shelf of most everything. Jesus, I thought. Wish I was a little to a greater extent mercenary in my way of thinking. I would take everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and little daughter still around his neck. `` look, um, Michael. I 'm a vet. Or, I was. I could admit a look at your person if you wanted ... Maybe we can mould out some kind of business deal, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be keen, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be able to lick out some swop between our chemical group, maybe even blend them together ... for our common benefit. ``

And that 's what we did.

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One year Later
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'' Please honey ! '' I begged. `` For the love of God put her downwards already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you mean ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling infant Jessie from her mother 's arm and white meat. 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 large titty lay against her venter, her left one still leaking Milk River. I pulled her out of the rocker and led her towards our room and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my finger's breadth to my sassing, telling her to keep quiet and not rouse the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the door. `` I 'm tired from the alimentation. ``

'' Do n't occupy, this wo n't take tenacious ! '' I ca n't sit in a room with her for very long while she feeds the baby, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My iron prick bashed into her pegleg as I grabbed her teat and squeezed them together.

Milk gushed from both her nipples like a pee fount, except this spring had many different streams ! Warm Milk River sprayed on my facial expression and dripped off my mentum. I opened my back talk and savored the sweet smack. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the shit out of it. I mean, sucked the milk out of it ! Warm Milk River flowed down my throat, draft after draft. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the room access, `` Did the baby poop ? Oh ... '' I did n't even appear up. It was my eat time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the adjacent thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a little. She was trying to get between her daughter 's pegleg. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a little, so as not to lose my traction on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her face into Lorrie 's pussy, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I sorting of turn a loss track of time when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking tits, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't know how prospicient it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the champion from my milk-sucking and her mom 's scolding took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiet orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` fucking Mee-Maw. ``

'' dogshit 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you trivial bitch ! '' As punishment for this breach of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her girl 's puss, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's tits. verity was, I think I had enough. moldiness 've been eight or ten oz. ! Gayle rose up on her articulatio genus 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 subscribe them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't recollect ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old cleaning woman, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening snatch mouth. I was too wound up for finesse and felt a little selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and rammed my tool in grueling ! Oh yessss ... the only thing that feels better than drinking warm up tit-milk is sliding my hammer into a hot and steamy pussy ! I looked up at my two hot mamas. Well, technically one ma and a grannie. But the Grandma just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few hebdomad I can fuck my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too bid from the delivery.

I 'm no-count to say, but I could only last a minute or so inside Gayle 's sopping wet snatch. My orgasm was approaching, and there was n't a lot I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... gasp ... ) need to stick around hydrated ! '' I only had about ten seconds to go.

'' Give it to me sister ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right adjacent to Lorrie 's face. Grabbing my cock, I stroked it a couple time and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot streams of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming rima oris. Gayle 's work kicked in proper 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 tits. She ground her clitoris into Lorrie 's erect and milky nipples. Gayle came hard in just under a bit, mixing her cum with Lorrie 's Milk River. They both looked at me.

'' Oh alright, '' I said, feigning boredom. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and milk covered mamilla in my side. I revelled in the mingle concoction and my cock recovered from it 's previous state of matter of about 95 % tough to completely rock solid again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio birdcall interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, get along in Mustang. '' That was our theater call sign.

I struggled over to the handheld. `` Yeah Little Tiger, what 's up. '' Erin wanted something.

'' Just letting you know that chopper flew by again. Looks like he wants to down. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't bourgeon unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't shoot ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that cleaning lady down for ten bally minute of arc ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' Hurry up asshole. Little Panthera tigris out. ``

Is that any way to talk to her commanding police officer ? I did n't think so. She will ask some sort of penalisation tonight. Probably have to tie her down and ready her ticker me fuck her girl Payton. Yeah, that would work !

I did want to rush, though. We had seen a chopper go by a few times in the last workweek. They were checking us out. It was the Air Force or the Army, we could n't separate which but knew it was military.

The girls helped me apparel in my adept zombie killing outfit. We did n't suffer uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more pragmatic topic. They finished strapping on my geartrain and I hauled ass down to the rear of superior 's and President Johnson hardware store in the Jeep. They were going to be me in a dyad minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 feet away, the door machine gunner covering us. Some scout troop inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the exhaust hood of the landrover and stepped away from it. I made big pointing motions with my workforce, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few hundred ft. A low bag dropped out of the cleaver and landed in a heap of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio receiver wrapped in dirty socks and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' Howdy, '' I called, might as well healthy friendly. `` Whatcha guys want. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United nation ground forces. Do we get permission to land ? I 'd wish to speak with whomever is in boot. ``

'' If your intention are peaceable, Colonel, then derive on down. ``

They sat the bird down in a whirlwind of dust and shut it down. After a few tense moments where we each wondered if we would shoot at each other, I turned slowly to show I was unarmed. Erin and the Masters brother still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my people had their artillery trained on the Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and draw close me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, city manager, Commandant, master, and don of this town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no stake in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your guys could assume a less fast-growing stance ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their gun elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' Drink, sir ? '' I queried. `` A little of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a good melodic theme ! '' I ushered him into the Hardware store where J. P. Morgan quickly set us up with a bottle of sea dog and two eyeglasses. I poured us each a couple on fingers worth.

'' fountainhead Colonel, you 've seen most of our country from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your aim are with us. '' These hombre had the upper hand, for sure. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and arms. But I did n't want to just founder away the Key to urban center to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of garrison Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their reasonable share of zombie difficulty, but were fortunate to not devolve into total anarchy. They still had over half of their troops, about 8,500 folks including family unit on base.

'' well-nigh former induction were n't that favourable, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folk music in the subsequent city battles. We 've stayed out of the big city so far, just seems like too big of a job to tackle. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you call your contraption out battlefront ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with superbia. `` The Sanchez destruction Pit, you mean. Invented by an eighteen year old miss, who happens to be my married woman and female parent of my child. Anyway, it 's reasonably elementary, but very effective. You wan na aim a look ?. ``

We walked outside and found the chopper guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. Guys were smiling and laughing, having a good time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your male child forgot to pull security ! ``

He shook his school principal. `` We 've got about an 8:1 proportion of men to womanhood, so your gal here are a tidy sum for very, very sore oculus ! ``

'' Not going to be a problem, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not brook any form of unwillful behavior. That being said, we do have some VERY well-to-do cleaning woman who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain lesson standard. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walk. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my second in charge. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walkway to get to the dying pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his citizenry moved here from another townsfolk after a shared incident brought us together. We took over a truck check north of here, arranged the shipping containers to act as walls and funnel shape, and to act as ramps for our zombie spirit admirer. We 've got a fiddling bobcat skidsteer machine over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Salim Pit of Death ! By the way, we claim all copyright and trademarks to that name. ``

The United States Army guys were stunned by the Death Pit. We were currently in the middle of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a couple thousand zombilators, at least. We mostly stood sentry go, somewhat out of wad so the zed would n't get distracted, and fired a buck every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot fall and tried to clamber over the container wall.

'' It 's so simple ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, graceful ! You do n't even need bait, right ? You 've got smoke rising from the burning dead, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few times, and we did n't throw decent people or ammo to fight them one by one. We needed a passive solvent, and Lorrie Glen Gebhard came up with it ! I 've seen enough zombie motion picture, although I never expected to be in one. But the citizenry were always making dumb mistakes. They never had a office 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 problems with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a little confused. The fire might die down or a shuttlecock might distract them. But then we just ring this Alexander Graham Bell we got from a church. '' I pointed to the bell hanging out in the middle of the pit, supported by a 2x4 structure. `` Also, we 've got rotating pharos, cop sparkle, to get their attention again. When it gets slow, we have to block up the wild leek so we can clean house out the tread down physical structure. That 's probably the biggest danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's mind was spinning. `` You could, wow, construct Sir Thomas More ramp, dig a mysterious pit so they always break, rig up lights so they fire in sequence to create magic of apparent movement up the ramp ... holy place shit, this could really ferment. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' well, sir, it does oeuvre. But yeah, you could blow up 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 distich hour he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you rib make me a list of what you need ? You 've got a good setup here and I want to see you follow. You 're going to call for Sir Thomas More farmland than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with pure glee. `` fountainhead. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be nice. Ma II and Barretts, and spate of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gal of gasoline, and tanks to control it. A few thousand MRE 's would assist. What else. Clothes. Soap. Toilet composition. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah FENCES ! We need fencing cloth so we can expand our farms. Goats, chickens, cows, and some more household, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' city manager Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okeh with you, I 'd like to set up an auxiliary post here. Man it with 50 people. Some Humvees. 2 Strykers. health check trailer and staff. And I 'd wish to offer you a commission as a Major in the ground forces Reserves. The post will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm observe sir, '' I said, my voice waver. `` Not sure enough I want to be in the US Army, though. I just want to stay here and advance my family. No discourtesy, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reservation. You 'll stick here and control the entire county, maybe even respective counties. But you will hold out here. With our support. Meanwhile, we will adopt your Sanchez approximation and liberate all of Colorado, and the body politic, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chop. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as engineer and room decorator of the new C. W. Post. Erin fairly leapt at the chance to see Cpl. Flint around. poor people guy, I thought. He does n't stand a chance !

I went back to the house and told the ladies and the child about the conversation. Jessie spit up a trivial, but I did n't take that as a electronegative. Gayle, however was a minuscule different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these ground forces cat walk-in in here and acquire over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about shitheads that live off the government tit ? ``

well, bull, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a respectable deal.

'' babe, '' I said, trying to vocalise hopeful. `` We have to connect with others. We have to get rid of these living dead. We need medicine, more nutrient, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my kids, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able to uprise, and suit something other than just semi-starving zombie fighters ! We do n't cause to go back to the old room of pure greed and avarice, but maybe we can make a better world this time. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this crap up. I do n't require to be beholden to the ground forces, either. But I feel the trump way to amend the world is to get involved, be the one on the inside and guide policy and change. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the repose of the universe dies completely ... ''

What the fucking did I just say ? I do n't want wondrous, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie fever, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't want you leaving us. Show the Army how to build up these Death fossa. But let *them* do it. You stay here, mister. That 's an decree. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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Little Joe days later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'army uniform. Already had a typewriter ribbon on it, too. Red, white, and blueish grade insignia with a'Z'in the eye of it. I got various sets of camo also, as did everyone in townsfolk. But the colonel said I should bear this for my dinner gown inductance and savoir-faire to the town.

I stepped out into the family room of my adobe brick castle to see what the lady thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

Friedrich August Wolf whistles. Catcalls. Fist heart. And that was from child Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' crook 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 me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to address the troops in ... fifteen instant ! ``

'' This wo n't take that yearn, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my consistent drawers and took out my hardening cock. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her consistent blouse and took her mamilla out. Staring me down, she lifted her teat to her mouth and began to suckle her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't convey long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my ally Queen Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

scuttlebutt welcomed !