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Chapter 1 - The beginning
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging cock. Her tousled blonde hair partially covering her face she lolled her head teacher from side to side as her orgasm wracked her stallion body. Her beautiful breasts quivered and escape from like only big breasts can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her climax left her spent of energy.

Without pulling out, I managed to roll her onto her back and continued fucking her. She took it like a title-holder, although she was n't much Sir Thomas More than a rag doll. All she managed to do was gasp and groan as my cock slammed into her time and again.

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

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 calendar month, although that really was n't my style. After my divorce, I played it pretty fast and loose with the Lady. nada too deep, nothing too serious, just kept it light. If the gentlewoman was in to me, then, great ! If she was n't, no headache, there 's more.

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

I squeezed one tit hard as my other arm supported me. Her mild flesh felt terrific in my manus. Just beautifully squishy and yet house, with very antiphonal nipples. I pushed it up to her face and sucked her tit right adjacent to her brass. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own nipple, to which she accepted and gently drew into her mouth. I kissed her and she released her nipple ; we both licked it vigorously as my englut putz 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 o.k. ... please Michael. ``

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

'' okay baby, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my stopcock a couple times and her bitch responded with death-grip clenches as she came. I wanted to cum on her tits and side. I wanted to coat her stallion trunk with my sperm. I wanted her to have it off that she was very extra to me. I could barely bear my cum.

'' catch your nipple, 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 couple times and felt the tremendous opinion as hot cum began flying out of my cock.

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her tit and went to parry her brass with her script. My cum splashed onto her tits and a couplet streams hit her blocking workforce full moon force. Dammit, would 've gone right in her mouth, too. She turned her read/write head as far to the side as it would go. Still, a few stray drops and splashes got through and hit her cheek and neck.

I still had a couple guess left when she struggled out from under me, pushing me aside. She ran to the bath, holding her hired hand up in disgust, as if they were covered in bull or something.

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

Christ, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The faucet ran for respective minute as she cleaned up. hellhole, I 'm surprise she did n't take a bathing tub or a exhibitioner. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her hair, apparently so none of my foul stuff would come in touch with her golden curl. 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 pussy for at least a half an hour tonight. ``

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also recollect your prolusion blow job was weak at best, and lasted almost a minute and a half. I was just so commove to stimulate 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 trivial pleadingly, I thought.

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

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

People should just get star sign around their cervix. `` I suck at blowjobs. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't drub kitty. '' It would save us all a lot of bother in the long run.

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

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

rightfield. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

I packed up my Jeep with a clustering of gear and headed north out of Phoenix, up to Colorado. No, I 'm not telling you where it is, exactly. I do n't demand 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 schooltime brother. One of them, Saint David, had this state above a small-scale town. We decided it would make a cool lam. So we built a small cabin and took turns using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain sum of money each month for improvements and such. After 15 years, it 's pretty fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the station looks like a nice southwestern adobe sign of the zodiac. It 's rather misleading, though, as the walls are 3 groundwork of blade, brick, poop, and adobe. The windows are merely ornamental ; they conceal 'ports'that are outstanding for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's kind of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and hidden computer storage sphere where we 've got 3 40'containers of food, clothing, supplies, weapon, ammo. Then, in the garage, we 've got a Unimog ( crazy, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater rhino, a two seater Razr, and a few bike. I do n't depend on the wheel, though ; too uncoordinated.

The house/castle sleeps 8 comfortably, but you could squeeze in 12 or even more in a pinch. We made it for each of us 4, plus 1 each, for 8. Then, one of my buddy had a sister. Uh oh. If we all have child, there wo n't be any room. So we laid the groundwork 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 worldly concern would keep going along on its merry way.

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` entropy military officer '' of our group. Meaning, I built us a network with satellite access to the 'net. I had superfluous host and spare parts to last for years and years. character of my job was to download hooey, data. So I downloaded Youtube videos of how to make diesel fuel, tutorials on agriculture, clause on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, Capricorn the Goat milking, record book on making whiskey, plus I ripped thousands of picture and stored them, too. We had a pretty secure encyclopaedia of cognition and amusement going. Oh yeah. And porn. I downloaded lot of porn. Videos and stories. Guy got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all end of the world and gloom.

So I went up the Sat after Claire. I got the solar gore out and set them up. Got out the windmills, checked the electric battery, checked the fuel layer, checked our urine cooler ... basically made the place livable.

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

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

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

'' zombie man ! It 's on ! ``

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

'' No I 'm life-threatening ! Go check the site, man ! ``

So I assured him I would tick it out. Reluctantly, I put the nearly utter Pisces the Fishes back in the Creek, packed up my gear and strolled back to the cabin. I flipped on the web browser to our darling prepper site.

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

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

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

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

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

'' fountainhead, I 'm already here, so zip the fuck up. ``

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. zombi. If that 's true, I 'll take more of my gunman. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my command AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my wife, now ex. ( We decided to have standardized guns for parts etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's fine, but I want my 1911, my former AR with the envision scope, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other pistols, and more ammo, and some other Irish bull. And, night as well get as practically solid food as I can while the store 's are still open.

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

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

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

After a grueling trip rest home, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to keep going. I packed up clothes, pictures, trinkets, cameras, anything of value. I have a decent-sized off-road public utility company trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that stuff. My jeep I filled with my hired gun, ammunition, other weapons, my atomic number 79 and ash grey rounds, all my tools, and cans of gas. Grabbed my local stash of cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour super Walmart.

Now, we each had over 4 years of intellectual nourishment per person stored at the cabin, but it 's all freeze-dry and exsiccate material. Not all that exciting. I wanted some good poppycock if the humanity was ending.

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's canned yield. Filled up an entire shopping cart of apricot and pears and pineapples. Took that out to the trailer and dumped it. Went back and bought another cart of canned vegetables. Then I went for the send away core like stews, tuna, chicken, spam, chili. Took two pushcart for all that.

More trips for soups, veggie, and then the box seat of potato dish and pasta bag. Sir Thomas More trips for cooking oil, spiciness, and more than stuff I do n't even no what. At some dot, one of the worker started helping me so things 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 listen me asking ? ``

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

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

'' codification wild blue yonder to ladies wear ! codification wild blue yonder Ladies Wear ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the helper sheik, Stan.

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

I paid the salesclerk. We heard screams coming from close by. Coming from the ladies clothing section. Two fair sex staggered out from the wrack, large wounds on their arms. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The saving
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I got the pit out of Dodge, err, capital of Arizona. When the shit hits the fan, you want to be maiden out or you 'll be stuck in traffic crush forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Sunday aurora so the roads were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily ladle Jeep up the 5,500 understructure climb on I-17 to Flagstaff.

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

Called my parents. They did n't believe me about anything. Dad did check off that the door was locked. suspiration. I 'd set them up with as much stuff and nonsense as I could, but you can only do so much for people. They did n't need to come over from Lope Felix de Vega Carpio. They do cause a shotgun, pee barrels, MREs ... should utmost them a couple months.

Went up to Flagstaff and turned east on 40, could see some fires burning in the little urban center. survive 50 some-odd sea mile outside of town, then found a slope road to hide and take a rest.

Many hours later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had muckle of exhilaration, though. Ran over 10-12 zombi spirit. gibe a few more. Saved a few lives, for the time being, at least. Lesson for the time to come, firing your gun INSIDE a car is hazardous to your hearing ! The movies do n't machinate you for how loud that can be !

The footling town just below our compound in the hills seems to be okay. The news is reporting instance of terrorism on a large shell. No mention of zombies, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and balanced reportage. Do n't want people to be intimate what 's really happening. The websites are going disturbed though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

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

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

Two more than days went by before the first-class honours degree zombie spirit showed up in township. At to the lowest degree, that 's what I figured. I could hear the gunfire, and could see railroad car speeding about the blank space. Mayhem. I considered going down to help, 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 landrover horse wrangler already proved to be a pretty ripe zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tyre, M/T 's with serious knobby tread. It 's the 4-door simulation outfitted with redundant gas tanks, 5.13 gears, offroad sparkle and whatnot, it 's middling expectant. And it has a big ass bumper in the front which proved great at knocking over Zed and his Zed friends. But for real survival, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 times stronger than the Jeep, has higher ground clearance, has four threshold and a camper box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type vehicle, then they became available to the public. This one was originally a command and communication truck. We rigged it up as an emergency truck with a ladder, checkup gear, flack extinguishers, gun wrack, everything we could cogitate of.

I put on my camo geared wheel. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gearing. It has firmly plastic art object that cover the chest and back, forearms, cubitus, upper arms. I figured it would be firmly to get prick that way. Put on my dresser rig which held my 1911 and 6 cartridge holder for that. It also held 8 magazine for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed iron boot, shin guards, genu pads, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar boxing glove that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a confused army man, nothing really matched but what the Hell. I do n't take to be camouflaged from Zed, just need to be hard to eat. Grabbed my scattergun, AR, and a suppressed .22 caliber rifle.

Got in the Mog and drove to town.

Much of the town was quiet, I turned down onto the deserted main street and kept a tone out. In my mirrors I could see a strange site ; zombie exiting fund and turning to trace my truck. Was everybody absolutely ?

Suddenly, jibe rang out and my Blessed Unimog was hit ! The shots came from an upstairs window of a house. I returned fire ( had my helmet on to protect my hearing this meter ! ) 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 hand truck and took off my helmet.

It was quieten. Too still for the Zombie Apocalypse.

A Zed rounded the corner and shuffled towards me. I mean, I think he was a Zed. pedigree covered side and pectus, blank stare ... I grabbed the suppressed .22 and fired at his head. Two jibe and he dropped, but not before he let out the moan.

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

Time to go. I got back in the cab and was fix to turn the key when I heard several female howler from a nearby house. Shit. That 's also the focal point where the moans came from.

I took the samara ( did n't desire to leave them in the ignition and get some live asshole take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my bigger AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the house to investigate.

As I climbed the footmark up the porch, I could see many ezed milling about inside, trying to get up the stairs where the thigh-slapper 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 shot and sometimes two or three to kill one. But the AR is semi-automatic, meaning all I have to do is tear the trigger for each bullet, so I can fool away pretty fast. Full motorcar would 've been nice ... shoulda got that instead but that 's illegal in Colorado. Thanks, politicians.

As the living dead started dropping, the still living single ... or ... still undead ones, turned and saw me and came my focal point. The moans increased, calling their friends.

My first powder store 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 stair. I then tried climbing the steps, but it was full of blood and bloodshed and really dead automaton. The call extend upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could get a line some groan up there, though.

motherfucker ! Some zombie spirit dickhead grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a couch. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a voltaic pile of utter zee. The female screams continued upstairs, I figured I could vote out this fallen one later.

I ran back extraneous, started the Mog and backed her right up to the house, destroying the piquet fence and garden in the process. But now the top of the rear camper box was pretty a lot in line with the porch roof, which led to the second base story windows. Climbed up the hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch natural covering, and I landed in the upstairs hallway.

The zee up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullets. The screams continued in a sleeping room. I turned in to see a gal and a fair sex trying to carry off two zombi with chairman. A crew of mass were backed up in the corners of the way. They were n't going to hold out a great deal longsighted. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a small but heavy responsibility combination tool of crow-bar and excavator. The power shovel border are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw sharpness and a bottle undoer, so it 's moderately cool. I hooked one Zed with the crowbar end and pulled him off the Loretta Young girl.

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

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

Zombie moan outside. They 're coming in the theater again.

I surveyed the billet, but there was too much going on. There were several females and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive stance. Plus a few that seemed to be down. Nobody had any heavy weapon, just some garden rakes and art object of wood, a baseball game bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed cook to establish up. They were also mostly in skirts and heels, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had elbow room for these people. My cabin had elbow room as my buddies did n't seem to be coming. It is form of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

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

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

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

'' Do you suffer any medical provision ? '' she asked, desperately. `` outset aid kit ? intellectual nourishment ? What ? I 'm responsible for these girls. ``

She was stunning. Her medium distance calamitous hair was a mess. She was foul ; blood and grease on her font, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. variety of Latino looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She dropped out the mag, pulled the charging grip which ejected the circle in the chamber.

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

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

'' rock 'n' roll and axial rotation ! '' she said with zestfulness. She fired a shot down the stairs. Then a distich more.

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

'' safe fille ! scene position, do n't devastate ammo. soul get my helmet ! ``

William Blake, the fashion plate of the bunch, helped me with the downed girl. She was bleeding pretty badly from a wound to her backrest, her clothing was in tatter. It was hard to maneuver her because we were trying not to touch her back. The fairly gentlewoman was helping too. Turns out this wounded girl was her daughter. We finally got remote, and saw more than zombie spirit. 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 business firm. `` What 's that chick 's name ? The triggerman ? 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 hindquarters. '' They started dragging a bureau across the floor.

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

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

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. Spot for her. Tell her which I are closest. Kill the closest ace first, then ferment your way out. Here, hold these two cartridge. Do n't bemuse away the empties. ``

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

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

I hopped down on the toughie of the Mog and killed a duad right by the number one wood 's door of the truck.

Bam Bam ! Another one over here ... Bam ! And here ... Bam ! Bam ! shit missed Bam ! Bam ! Bam ! dog ! Oh yeah, only eight rounds in my .45. Got ta keep honest data track when I 'm shooting.

Dropped out the mag and slammed another one in. Bam ! got the mother fucker head ! Then I jumped down on the footing as we now had a lilliputian respiration room. I waved down a couple daughter, put them in the backseat of the motortruck as I started it up. Uh oh. Here comes an ugly fucker ... Bam ! Went to the back of the truck and cleared that area out. Bam ! Bam !

'' Clear ! '' I hollered up to the little girl. `` Bring down the injury young lady ! Then everyone else. Erin, you keep watch ! ``

Not as gently as we would have liked, we got the injured girl down and into the motor home box of the truck. The other missy struggled getting down and got inside. Finally, Erin scampered off the top like a pro. She killed a match to a greater extent as they neared us.

'' You 've got 'shotgun''', I said, meaning the nominal head buttocks with me.

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead heads and bodies as we went. The truck lurched and heaved side of meat to side as we listened to the sickening sound. Two or three twenty-four hour period ago, these were moms and papa, shopkeepers, barber, in high spirits school Thomas Kyd ... today they are just dead heart and soul walking. This world sucks.

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

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

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few more on our way out of town. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her face glowed. The other three little girl in the spinal column 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 compound. Locked the gate as I was sure we would have some followers. Found out that the hurt girl was Lorraine and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our footling medical room. Yes, we actually have a room for this. Like a tiny doc post. She was barely conscious, but I got her to swallow some H2O and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't facilitate notice that, underneath her lacerate blouse, Lothringen had terrific titty. Like mother, like daughter, I guess.

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

back to the injured Lorraine. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the data point guy. My buddy David was the Medical Man. He took all the Red interbreeding training and CERT family and studied the Book and shit. I hate blood. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of other people 's blood, either.

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

I cleaned the injury as Best I could. Got out the phonograph needle and surgical seam ribbon, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lorraine had passed out by this time. My stitches would have made the Frankenstein creature blush, they were that bad. But they seemed to hold the skin together. I slathered her with antibiotic unction and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't aid but notice that no thing how pretty her mother was, this injured girl was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, XVIII. Christ, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

I had Gayle tell me some of their storey, how the girls got here and stuff. I was trying to go along her judgment off of what a bad job I was doing.

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

'' That 's the 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 ... ( sniff ) ... and killed those ... things ... ( snuff ) Savior ... 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 release and just cried for several minutes.
Tina came in to say dinner was quick, I told her we 'd be out in a little bit. She nodded, understanding.

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

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

'' Gayle Hector Hevodidbon. well, thank you, Michael. You 've saved my life story and my daughter 's ... May I give you a kiss ? ``

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

Our lips met in a gentle, chaste kiss. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a second at the most. But we stayed there for several indorsement ... then I squeezed her a little tighter and our kiss became a little More passionate. She squeezed me back as our lips pressed harder against each early. I became extremely witting of her breasts pressing into me, and my tool started to stiffen. Her breathing increased, along with mine, our mouths opened a bit, and sure enough, our knife met at the same time. She was dirty, smelled a little, and her hairsbreadth was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My cock roared to full care as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her waistline. My hand slid down to her chick, I could sense the bare skin of her back.

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

We broke the kiss.

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

Gayle looked at my bulging pants. `` I 'm sorry. I should n't have -- ''

'' No no, it 's all right, 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 rightfulness now. It 's ok -- ''

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

I needed another minute or two to calm down. I mean, wow, what a kiss ! She was so pretty, though. I thought of my history with moderately cleaning lady 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 drinks of clapping, then introductions and squeeze and hug and more hug. But, I did n't really recollect anyone 's name that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty serious looking bunch, and maybe a set of sisters ? Blake and the girlfriend returned to their trough of chili quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really deplete much in 3 days. Gayle and I joined in the chow session and the climate was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to mean. Meaning glad. They were glad to be alive, I was well-chosen to have some company, good-looking fellowship at that !

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

'' I 'll arrive with you, '' volunteered Erin, the torpedo bird. `` I 'll check your cover. ``

'' Sure, be honorable to have some more eyes. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her boldness and hands. In all the disarray and fighting earlier, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking skilful looking. Nice little systema skeletale, a minuscule over five feet tall and not giant boobs. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other female child, she seemed improperly dressed for the occasion, but she did deliver some boots that seemed to fit.

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

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

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

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

She rammed the spike right 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 gas. Maybe it 's the shot. Maybe it 's the power I 've got now. But I feel ... I feel so ... '' Her voice trailed off.

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

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

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

'' No shit. I want to fuck just about anybody right now. But I 'm on my blasted 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 wholly stemma affair ... Fuck, there 's another one over there. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Deliverer the Nazarene, yes ! Let me take up that, please ? Let me go down on your big firmly cock. ``

With one paw pulling the rifle into her pussy, she gripped my raging turncock with the former and engulfed me with her mouth.

Fucken A ! She took probably 6 of my 8 inch into her hot mouth. Then she bobbed quickly up and down my shaft, her hand following her mouth and squeezing my cock so screwing hard.

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

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

'' You fucking GO Erin ! Yes ... you were a screw fauna today ... you 're a fucking gruelling corporation Orcinus orca ... suction that rooster, suck it suck it suck it oh roll in the hay I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

I expected her to pull back, but she did n't let out stride at all. She kept sucking my hard cock as it began to throb and throb.

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

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

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

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

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

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

godsend ! I fired at a tree.

'' nookie ! ``

Boom !

'' Deliverer you 're killing me ! ! ! ``

microphone boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

Boom windfall bunce Boom !

And she finally collapsed, her consistence palpitation as her arms hit the dirt.

I dropped the empty pistol on the ground.

I was hard as a fucking stone again. I had never seen such a carnal display in my aliveness. I furiously stroked my shaft as she watched. In a few seconds I shot a belittled cargo right on her gorgeous little tits. The spermatozoan was less, but my climax was great. sanctum shit.

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

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

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

'' Yeah, Zombies. Zeds. Zees. 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 branch around me and all my gear.

'' I need you to do it me, Michael. Seriously. Aunt Flo leaves town in a couple Clarence Day. ``

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

'' That 's not gon na come about ! You 'll be licking cunt for daylight then. ``

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


- - -

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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear. `` Few Sir Thomas More zombies showed up. Right at the fence. ``
Some of the miss were all fresh and clean. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camouflage pants and jersey. A couple were still dirty, waiting their turn. William Blake was all white too. Guess he did n't know about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a computer in this lilliputian office over here. And I 've got a tab. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's pull up stakes of it. Why do n't you do ... five minute shifts until everyone has a nip at it, then assume ten minute switch. ``

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

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

'' It can await, '' she replied. `` Just some ally. ``

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

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

'' How 's your girlfriend, um ... ''

'' Lothringen. ``

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

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

'' Yeah. Probably due to my crappy stitching. Maybe we 'll put some super mucilage on it to avail varnish 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 checkup room and re-patched her girl, Lorraine. Found out to a greater extent of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in Boulder, Colorado. A grouping of 20 of the sorority girls had gone down to south capital of Colorado for a funeral of one of their Friend who 'd been killed in a car accident. The military service was at a funeral home and, during the service, one of the other utterly organic structure came out of the rachis room and started to sting folk. This zombie bit five or six people before they subdued it. The girls fled in terror. Gayle, the house mother, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to make their way back, massive traffic jamming developed as zombie spirit and the great unwashed ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their girls died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the girls on the bus.

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

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

They ran out of gas a couple stat mi from here, and leg it it into town. Not so well-off with panicky young lady and high up heels. In township, nobody would help them, the zombi spirit 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. I do n't have a go at it what to say. I 'm gladiola I took my helmet off at that instant. ``

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

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

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

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

'' Alright Lady. take heed up. We 're having hot coffee and movies in ten minute. Get your jammies and get ready for bed ! ``

I made the hot chocolates, and put a liberal amount of bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a flick as the girls found touch on the couches with their pillows. virtually were in my Boxer drawers and my European olive tree dingy T-shirts. They all asked what motion picture, but I would n't secern them.

The euphony started as beautiful shots of plenty passed by on the screen. The music 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 James Jerome Hill are alive, with the Sound of Music. ``

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

I came out for the terminal fourth dimension, Gayle and Erin had saved me a spot on the sofa in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to concentrate on the moving-picture show to continue my erecting down.

As the moving picture played on, we started singing all the songs pretty much at the top of our lungs. Yes. I 'm a man who likes musicals. Get over it. I like Metallica and STP and greyback Cash, too. flesh out your mind a bit.

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

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

The motion picture finally ended. Had to wake up a couple girls to get them to their bed. I got squeeze and kisses from everyone, even Blake. well, not osculation, thank God.

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

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

I opened the doorway to find ... one of the female child. I could n't remember of her public figure. It 's Kathy, or Katherine, or Katie Lynn or something. She was in my tee shirt and pugilist. Her head hung down, her face partially covered by her dark tomentum hanging down. She lifted her mind to me ; she had been crying.

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

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

I opened my arm and she hugged me, like she was holding on for dear life. She cried quietly against my pectus for several minutes as I rocked her. I did n't want to ask what it was, I could pretty a great deal anatomy it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many Friend die, probably orphaned now ... still, my rooster got hard because of a naked eubstance pressed into me.

She finally slid her munition 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 English and kissed long and deep, she still hung on tightly to me.

I moved my hand down to her rather plump ass, her sonant flesh so pliable in my solid hands. She moaned and thrust her spit in my mouth, searching, exploring. Her hired man went down to my stopcock and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her back. In the dim sparkle, I could see her improbable tits splayed out to the sides. Jesus, I did n't know she had those ! I went to suck them, but she stopped me. Spreading her legs, she whispered her only Bible to me.

'' Just eff me. Please. piece of tail me now. ``

I rolled on top of her, my rock hard stopcock between her pertly shaven legs. With just a little maneuvering, my cock found her puss. I rubbed myself up and down her slit a twosome times, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my cock was right at her nominal head door. Then I entered her domain. She gasped as I slowly lapse my shaft into her. I just pressed, let my free weight come down on her. I drove my turncock all the way in. 8 in of love brawn all the way in 8 seconds.

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

We kissed hard, she did n't need to let go. I grabbed her left tit hard, I did n't desire to let go. But I could feel those feelings heading my way. And fucking this hot teenager ( or maybe she 's twenty, who the screw knows I ca n't even think of her epithet ) with her sleek bitch is helping the situation way too very much. No sum of money of football thought 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 ejaculate finally got to me, I pulled out ( with some difficulty ) and changeable my consignment from right there. Long streaks of cum stab out, I 'm not sure where they went as it was nearly dark. I stroked until it was all done. Jesus that was nice.

The girl sat up and moved towards my stopcock, and found it with her mouth. She licked and sucked my rooster clean of her and my juice. I 've GOT to find out what her name is ! I do n't want this to be a one-time matter. 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 cock just hung in her face. But I went to town on her pussycat. I just ate her hard, and licked her hard, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my wholly face in there. She pumped her clit against my natural language as I jammed near of my hand up her dripping twat. I pumped her furiously with my flexing finger's breadth and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty pussy succus. I slipped my early hand to her ass and pressed in with my pointer finger's breadth. Her juice had oozed down there and it went mighty in.

Without warning, and without any stochasticity, she clamped her thighs together, locking my hands in place in her ass and pussy. I pressed harder on her button as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and continue my face right in there. I wanted this sister to remember this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the broad glow of the LED. She dipped a couple fingers of her right mitt into her cunt, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her hired man up to her right nipple and coated it with her own juice. With her give manus, she raised her tit to her mouth and basically made out with her own nipple for a second or so. She did the Lapplander thing again but to her left tit.

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

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

I pointed with my receptive hired hand to my putz, to register her what she did to me.

She grinned, then turned and got on all quaternity, her pussy and ass in plain panorama of the dim light. She turned her brain back towards me and raised her eyebrows. She does n't talk much, but we seem to understand each other pretty well without the chatter.

I moved in behind her, preparing to ride her kitty-cat. My head pressed into her pussy lips, still wet from her secernment. She suddenly moved forward, out of range.

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

I dropped down a niggling and played with her pussy, getting my digit wet so I could lube up her bastard. I drew up as very much spittle as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a minute or so I assumed the position again, only a small higher this time.

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

The head slid powerful in.

She stiffened slightly at first, but I worked it back and forth a while and she relaxed again. With some more back and Forth action, I pressed a slight harder, going deeper into this usually prohibited region. I did n't need to press to hard, though, and offend her or scare her off.

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

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

With increasing vividness, I fucked her ass good. It 's different than a pussy, fuddled rightfulness at the gap but a bit wanton once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

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

I fucked her faster, so degraded I was like a fuzz in her pixilated ass. I grabbed her mamilla and made a fist with it inside my fingers. My nails dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her cunt and raised her physical structure to meet each quick poking of my cock.

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

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

The door to my little computer way burst open up and somebody hit the lights, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent splendor. What the actual piece of ass ?



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

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

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

'' What 's the matter with her ? '' I asked, trying to break the tension. My screwing buddy tried to dig a hole in the air mattress. She managed to enshroud a petty bit in the mantle. Of course, by this time, a pair early young lady 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 lilliputian too much.

With sudden steel in her vocalization and a cold hard stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a pyrexia of 103.6. She wo n't wake up. I looked at the wound and it seems taint. Her breathing is shoal and ragged. She needs antibiotic drug, or something. ``

tinker's dam, I thought as I laced up my boots. I do n't induce any liquid antibiotic drug, just pills. But you ca n't make an unconscious person swallow oral contraceptive pill and liquid. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' soul go get 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 town ? ``

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

'' Does he give IVs to masses ? ``

'' Um ... um ... Yeah ! When those hikers got lost survive twelvemonth ? We brought them to him after we found them. He put those traveling 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 gunslinger girl ? Erin ? ``

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll make a speed run to Ithiel Town. 5 minutes. snaffle some shit from the Doc 's place. Back immediately. 10 minutes, top side. 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 hand-held HAM/GMRS radio.

'' Channel 16. Leave it on but do n't hollo us unless we call you. Here 's the push to blab out. ``

I scooped up my veritable AR and my fancy one from back nursing home. It 's got a red-dot sight that 's very Handy in the dark.

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

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

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

We bounced in to town in record fourth dimension. The Unimog is an amazing rig, but it 's not real fasting, and it 's not real quiet. I had outfitted my jeep with some salutary Teraflex parts underneath so we could handle the boisterous road at speed with ease.

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

I cut the luminousness and slowed. The Jeep has a quietly fumes on it, but it still squeaks and the tires make noise on the paving, too.

'' You can take, aright Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no worry. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to back up to the power. I 'm going to release on these tush luminousness to smooth inside. Blake and I will dash and grab. I want you standing outside, but right by the Jeep. save it running. I need you to restrain the orbit light. But do n't fritter until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes Daddy, '' she said.

What the fucking ? Daddy ? Whatever ... I do n't have clip to vex about that.

I busted in a paneling of methamphetamine hydrochloride on Doc 's front door. The noise made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the solid thing down.

'' Eyes sharp, '' I whispered to William Blake. `` living sweeping the light. '' He had a flashlight, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undid the lock. We entered the office.
Kind of messy for a MD 's office, I thought. Papers and shit were on the floor, thing knocked down. Maybe we were n't the beginning to loot the piazza ?

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

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

stupe ... dolt Stupid pillock !

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

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a teenage boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a quick bite. I could n't get my rifle to endure on something inch away from me. I was kind of sitting on my pistol, so that was no well. I punched him a couple times to hold on him away. But Zed never gets outwear, or spite, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar knife is on my pectus rig, if I can just reach it ....

William Blake screamed.

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

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

Blake stood a few feet from his own zombie. Doc brownness, from the looks of him. His Andrew Dickson White pelage spattered with blood, he was coming towards Blake.

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

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

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

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

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

asshole shit Irish bull SHIT !

Blake handed me the headstone to the cabinet.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV bags. I dumped out a applesauce can and threw them all in there. Then I grabbed various tube-looking things and as many syringes as I could. I also threw in some bottles of pills, and little nursing bottle of liquidity that had drug names on them. I do n't know what they were, I took them all. I looked at Blake as he struggled to speak.

'' Michael ... you have to go. Save Lothringen. '' He was a Coward two mo ago. Now he 's full-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 horror. She could see his blood line from the prat Jeep lights.

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

Erin came around on his non-bitten side, 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 braw son of a bitch, '' I said, my voice cracking.

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

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 uninfected 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 back of the Jeep and lit it. I tossed it a couple understructure away. I made her drive away, slowly down Main Street without any lights and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare would draw the zombies towards its Light, so they would n't follow us home. We turned the corner, and she punched the gas pedal 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 supporter. I sat there and bounced around. Somehow I had gotten my tail end whang on, I do n't call up doing that.

I should stimulate cleared the rooms before we passed them. I 've watched enough cop show and war movies to bed that you do n't take the air past a ass elbow room without checking it. Jesus.
Blake 's numb because of me. I got him killed. Then I had to mutilate him and leave him in the street, like a rabid dog.

We pulled in to our complex and quickly got inside. Gayle anxiously took the shabu basket full moon of drugs and began sorting them out on the tabular array. All the other girls were there, waiting anxiously to see what was going to happen. It only took about three to a greater extent secondment until someone asked the inevitable question.

'' Where 's Blake ? ``

My throat clamped up as I tried to pop off back the rent 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 gang of them starting all talking at once.

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

Gayle and the others looked at me. I tried to help but my hands were too wonky. I almost spilled the amoxicillan feeding bottle. But I could still assist. form of.

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

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

She looked at me, my hands were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

She got it on the firstly try. We set the dripping rate, and hoped for the best.

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

I went to the main dining tabular array and slumped down in a president. The fille tried to console me, but I did n't want any of that. Erin understood that. She moved them away from me and started to get everyone back to bed. It was right-hand about midnight.

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

Gayle came to the kitchen. She got out the Bailey 's that we partied with earlier and poured a generous field 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 steady the hell down and start up operation again. Now, separate me what happened. ``

I sat up and swallowed the drunkenness down.

'' I made a mistake. It 's all my fault. '' Gayle just looked at me. `` I let William Blake go ahead of me at the MD 's spot. 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 belatedly ... Then I had to charge Blake ... ''

I put my head in my hands and sobbed. That short roll in the hay kid, he was only 18 or 19.

Gayle got my glass and poured another replicate shot.

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

'' Well, I should n't suffer put anyone who 's that unprepared in that state of affairs. That 's why we 're getting up other tomorrow. We 're starting basic education. ``

I stood up to go to bed.

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

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her name. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not surely what your programme is, but you considerably watch what you 're doing here. These girls are very ... supply ship right now. And you 're like some hero Father figure to them. Watch your step. Good night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a terrible sleep.

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Chapter 5 - introductory
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Gayle changed out Lorraine 's IV bag in the middle of the night. The next first light, her fever was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

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

Then we trained on the weapons. With youtube videos and hands-on grooming, they became adept at handling, load, and clearing the AR-15, the 10/22, and Remington 870 shotgun.
It was rather chilling during breeding, we could see Zed moaning outdoors. We had n't locked the gate terminal nighttime and they were in the perimeter. The girls were paying very good attention.

Finally, it was clock time for live fire training. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the rest of us went up to the roof with one AR and the 10/22 and a bunch of clip for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the death moan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly good, though. Zed ca n't climb 12 human foot vertical walls.

I had Erin display the proper stance and pointed out how to aim etc. She busted a yoke jacket, two izzard fell.

'' Tina, you try it. '' The nice thing about the AR, it shoots a minuscule but powerful bullet. Still, the rush on that is minimal. Women can easily dissipate it without losing control of the weapon system. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

'' And he 's down ! Nice one ! Couple Thomas More now. ``

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few times. Erin grabbed my ass at one point, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my doorway 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 ingest developed a confused but still hard dislike towards me. Sorry dear, one kiss does n't think of we are exclusive. Although, she is so damn attractive. And sweet, and unattackable. Good Shepherd ...

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

The rest of the day was more training, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 dead Zeds on your prop ? We ended up fashioning these big hooking out of some rebar we had in a cast off. Rebar, that top-notch strong steel they use in concrete bodily structure. We tied two R-2 to that so two or four people could haul them across the footing. There was a little indentation in the reason outside the fence line, we dragged them over there as best we could. This ended up being the better strength training utilisation. You used you legs, branch, chest of drawers, core, everything.

I need these girls to be strong. I need to matter on them. We need to take aim back our world.
mug stayed behind with Lorraine so Gayle could make dinner ready for everyone, which was nice.

I really liked the busy bodily function all day. It sort of aid preserve Blake out of my head. But in the evening, he came back to nark me. A lot. The girls put on Legally blond. No, not a erotica, the one with Reese Witherspoon. I just was n't up for it, though, and retired to my way with a six-pack of Budweisers.

I worked on the figurer, checked the table for new info, put out some information. We, the dust few still connected to the Web, were trying to spot if dying was caused by the morsel only, or if it could be caused by transfer of fluids. Like, say, a Zed drools on you and it gets in your mouth or eye or a cut. Nobody had anything conclusive yet. I said we should take for granted it 's moveable without a raciness, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George II Romero Zombie ; not really fast, not impertinent, drawn to smell, auditory sensation and motion, and eager for man flesh to eat. fountainhead at to the lowest degree nobody has seen any feed snake god. Unfortunately, it seemed that any death was now a turn-into-a-zombie event. Not just from a bit, but a heart attack, too.

Then I looked at our supply, our solid ground maps, and tried to conceive of some plans. Winter was coming. We could n't plant anything now. But there 's plenty we should be doing. The main matter was, we needed to clean out the town. But before that, we needed to get these lady friend in shape and properly outfitted. They were all wearing dress and shoes that did n't really fit.

One more than day of education, then we 'll work a another high-speed dash into Town for some stuff.
I heard the movie ending and the company 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 events. Lorraine is ... really pretty. I mean, take your breath away pretty. She looks at you and you puff out your chest a little, suck in your gut.

I had a couple generous nip of gentleman Jack, and I tried going to sleep. But nothing happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my room access again. Shit. My idea was n't in the good place for this. Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the door receptive, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Samuel Johnson Sister. They were n't counterpart, being a couple yr apart, but they had a strong kinfolk resemblance. lightsome reddish tomentum, comely skin, cute short freckles ... oh man.

'' Yeah, miss ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

But I 'm also a man.

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

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

The two girls stood right in presence of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's trouser, exposing her shaved pubic area. She raised Kristin 's leg variety of past me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the wall for support. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's body, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her character. And all the while she 's whispering `` take care at these breast ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so soft '' and affair like that. I was concerned for Kristin at first, but she seemed to bang it, especially when Lizzie moved around to buss Kristin 's kitty-cat. I went from 80 % hard to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a couple of trey before. And let me enjoin you, it ai n't like in the smut. One of the girls is usually shy, and then person gets their feelings hurt because they are n't getting adequate attention or whatever ... near the great unwashed just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two sisters, dissimilar story ! Lizzie stopped eating her sister 's twat and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous oral fissure was enhanced by the dripping pussy juice from Kristin. Christ, kissing a hot young female child, who 's got her own sister 's juice on her back talk, I was just melting. I was n't mindful at the clock time, but all thoughts of Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

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

I got up off the chairman and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my look in Kristin 's young cunt alright. Her juices already flowing from her sister 's tongue, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my aristocratical assault.

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

Then ... Well there was rubbing ... and sucking ... and kissing ... and seemingly everywhere I reached there was a nice female region to play with or give suck or bang. My pecker was never not in a mouthpiece or a puss for very long at all. I remember at one point pulling my tool out of Lizzie 's slit and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's mouth. Both of the girls just could n't get enough of each others pussy juices.

A bit later, the female child were sixty-nining, with my dick going in a hot pussy, and getting licked on the outstroke. holy place shit ! 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 sleep together her ass, just pressed the tip against her muddle and jacked myself.

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

... into Kristin 's mouth.

'' Do n't you swallow that stuff and nonsense, gripe ! '' whispered Lizzie.

Kristin held my cum in her sass as she licked her sis ass, cleaning it all up. Lizzie promptly turned around and kissed her baby firmly and tenderly and roughly, and they fought for the cum back and Forth River. Some ran down Kristin 's cheek. The two little girl entwined their legs and ground their puss into each other, cumming hard simultaneously in just a couple minutes. I forced my way from behind so I could try and lick both of their cunts. Nice.

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

My cock was pretty worn out at this distributor point, but we rallied and I butt-fucked Kristin. Yes, I butt-fucked an 18 year and one-month old hot babe. I remember grabbing her tit hard ... and I remember her cumming so hard slit 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 debilitation. Lizzie was there to lick my stopcock, though ; she wanted my cum since Kristin seemed to be holding it inside her ass.

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

The final mark 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 break of the day P90 workout, we ate Gayle 's pancake from my dehydrate cache, and I talked about my general plan for taking back our little neighbour town. Since it did n't take care like my buddies were coming, I was going to use their food, and shooter, and other provision. With all of us, We had about 3 years of food in storage.

But that was n't enough. What then ? My plan was to get farming next bounce. But we need to enlighten out Zach and all his protagonist first ; ca n't throw him trampling all over our fields and gardens.
Then, fall guy spoke up.

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

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

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

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

'' These the great unwashed out there, yes they died. But now they are Angels, and they 're doing God 's oeuvre. ``

I laughed out loud. Then the others all started talking and roaring, but I could take heed fall guy saying something like `` You 're going against God 's program '' or some shucks like that.

Hey, I 'm a believer in the U. S. formation. You want to think in the Big Sky dad, go right ahead. That 's your right, it 's part of the First Amendment. You want to believe in the Flying Spaghetti fiend ? fine. I do n't care. But your freedom and rights end when they impact my freedoms and rights.

I tapped my coffee cup a few meter on the mesa. The clamor dimmed, and finally stopped as all eyes turned towards me.

'' Patsy ... you can believe what you want to conceive. But, you are also a Edgar Guest in my house. My plan, for all the occupier of this house, is to try and get through this automaton apocalypse, and to keep bread and butter and kill the bad hombre. I want to flora crop, I want us to be safe. I want us to live. I kind of intellection those were reciprocal feelings we all had. I expected everyone in this business firm to work towards that goal. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

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

'' Let 's see a appearance of hands.Who wants to try and live through this matter and come out the early English ? '' Everyone 's hand went up except Patsy's.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I ate the repose of my breakfast. The girls were all agitated with Patsy and they argued with each other. I looked at fool. Pretty lady friend, dyed blonde hair, skillful business firm organic structure, obviously somewhat impertinent as she 's in college. But she 's either a religious whacko or she 's gone crazy. Maybe both. Oh well, not my trouble anymore.

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

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

I came back with a nice packsack, filled up.

'' chump. First of all, I 'm sorry to have infringed on your notion. That was incorrectly of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

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

'' But you 've made it manifest you do n't want to bide here. So I put together a little kit here, '' I indicated the packsack. `` There 's water for three sidereal day, intellectual nourishment, a jacket, baseball glove, mates, oh and a Bible, of track. Let 's see, no weapon, 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 these girls.

'' fool, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't have someone here who I ca n't trust not to go forth a door open on intention. '' I held up the ring for her.

'' Gayle ? '' gull pleaded.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Surely goodness and clemency will pursue me, all the days of my life. ``

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

I went to my room and returned with the .308 rifle. It 's got a 16 business leader scope on it, and I 'm pretty upright with it. I can hit a 1-foot brand plate at 600 yards.

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

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

windfall !

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

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

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

BOOM ! got him.

roar ! got her.

boom ! missed. This stopping point guy was pretty far out there. He was angling towards gull. Some kind of self-preservation instinct kicked in, and fall guy started walking away from this guy.

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

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

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

That 5th Zach was now walking in a unbowed line away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... hold ... BOOM !

Got him ! But my excitement was short lived as we saw several More Zach 's come from the town area and headed to where Patsy would be. They were out of mountain chain, though.

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

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

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

We spent the rest of the day preparing our weapon, teaching the daughter how to care for and scavenge them, ran through more drills to crystalize press etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the chemical group 's stash of standardized weapon system. My buddies wo n't mind, since they are gone ...

The mood was, okay. People were disappointed with fool, 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 pause to shoot her zombie body, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the girls about my programme for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` Master 's Hardware and Dry trade good '' store. The girls need underwear, shoe that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these girls have real big tits. And I need them to be able to run. Big bouncing tits are fun to watch in slow gesture when they run, but in a Zed office it ai n't aplomb to have matter going in all directions. Got ta strap those puppies down.

'' I 'm going to call for two volunteers for tomorrow 's excursion, '' I stated. All bridge player went up. `` Now hold on a second. I need the great unwashed who are good shots, can move quick, and do n't mind getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two more ... Lorrie, blue steady, you need more healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, asshole ! ``

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

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

So instead of a movie that night, we all cleaned the weapons and checked our ring. We loaded the jeep with some trade goods, like gallon jugs of urine and canned solid food in case we found some survivors. Also some dry food for thought like split second murphy and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

'' I 'm serious. We need to be up promising and betimes and ready to go. ``

I was left unmolested that Nox, which was just. I got some pretty trade good sleep.

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

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

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

'' seminal fluid back to us ... to me ... '' she whispered.

We got in the jeep and headed towards town.

As we headed down Main Street, we could see the dead Zeds from the other day. nonentity is cleaning up the town. We stopped in front of `` Master 's '' computer storage. Peeking in the windows, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the glass lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, drive. knack on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the storage. I did n't need to just shoot and tear up the glass, I wanted to preserve some unity to the fund. Talking to the young woman, we drove the Jeep around the face of the store. I took a set of keys, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the landrover and went up the fire escape to the second story. I climbed in the window and cleared the area. The former gallon came in. Okay.

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

I took two footprint 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 oral sex. Then a doorway opened up behind us. muddiness reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't be intimate who to designate it at. My girls were yelling, so were the boys ; this was very tense and could go bad in a hurry. But I could see these were young tyke. I did n't think they were grievous, just being protective.

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

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

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

'' Ok. See ? Just a regular guy. Erin, girl. low-pitched your rifles. See rib ? We 're cool. Everybody 's cool ... leaning your rifles on the paries. Nice and easy. Yeah that 's it. okeh, now take off your helmets. ``

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

The young woman did some of that hair-flipping matter that is just so desirable.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Yeah, I 'm good-for-naught about your brother. I 'm Michael. And really, we just want to trade for some hooey. Who 's lord ? Is he the owner ? ``

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

'' So, you 're ... Bat professional'Son ? '' I smiled again. Another trick only old bozo get.

'' wellspring bozo, I 'm very sorry for your loss. But we need some things for the fille. You fellas indigence water ? nutrient ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

I opened the backdoor with the key from Wyat, and I quickly dispatched poor Vergil with my Crovel. Erin helped me embroil him outside. We cleaned up the blood so the boys would n't see anything.

The atmosphere lightened up then. The two sisters went shopping with the son helping. For a stinking small town, they had pretty proficient poppycock. I guess there 's a pretty famous trailhead up in the Sir Henry Joseph Wood, so they get quite a few hikers coming through here needing hold out minute gear.

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

'' Can we get to the clock pillar from here ? '' I asked. It was just a little cupola kind of a thing, sitting on the roof of the second story. We climbed the stairs from the ceiling. A couple kicks and the clock fell out of the forepart. Nice view from here, we could see most of the town, now.

I looked at Erin. Her font pleaded with me.

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

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

BOOM !

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

thunder !

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

roaring !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

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

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

gold rush !

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

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

'' You 're an awesome shot, smasher ! '' And I rested my handwriting on her trim little ass.

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

BOOM !

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

'' Reloading, '' she said. I took that moment to reach around her and unwrap her belt, then just shucked her camo bloomers down. She was n't wearing any underwear. She struggled out of one leg, so she could still propel. I rested my hand on her slick legato naked butt.

Erin exhaled, I paused, and bunce !

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

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

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

'' Jesus I 'm conclusion pop ... so close ... '' BOOM !

I pulled my hand out of her can, and reached around to the front so I could pressure and massage her clit.

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

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

I squeezed her clit in between my thumb and fingers, her little well crony sent frisson throughout her body.

BOOM !

'' shag ! ! ! ``

boom !

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

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

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my pappa, '' she said softly. `` Fuck me Daddy. '' Then through gritted dentition : `` Fuck me knockout pop ! Let me kill these fuckers and fuck me, daddy. ``

Saviour Christ, I do n't even hold a daughter, but hearing her talk like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a hurry. I lined up right behind her and squeeze my pecker up her wet cunt.

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

She took aim some more. I paused.

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

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

BOOM !

I fucked her hot cunt while she continued targeting. She lined up a shot, but I could n't help myself, my rooster twitched inside her steamy 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 hard as I could while she tried to terminate the utter Zach.

'' Stop it ! '' she giggled.

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

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

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

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

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

'' Daddy 's fiddling fucking sporting lady ? Huh child ? ``

'' Yes daddy oh my fucking GOD ! ``

'' You like pa 's cock ? ``

'' Yeah papa keep fucking me ! ``

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

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

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

And I came inside her like a tidal undulation. I could feel her pussy bulwark declaration around my tool as she came also. Hot sperm met hot cunt succus to make white-hot lava inside her cunt.

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

'' Oh daddy '' Erin whispered, I could barely discover her in the light dayspring breeze. `` daddy ... daddy ... ''

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

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

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

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

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

'' You taste soundly, pop. '' She got a couple more handfuls of cum as I shot more Zachs and Zenas. Fuckers just kept coming. How many were there in this townsfolk ?

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

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

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

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The magniloquent one ? Dumbass ! ``

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

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

'' 10-4. Out. ``

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

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

Across the store, about 30 feet, was a shabu vitrine about 15 feet prospicient that held tongue, opera glasses, and other high-pitched dollar detail. It was also the checkout counter area with register and credit card machine.

propensity against the case were our two sisters, naked as blue jay. Their arms outstretched, they were holding onto the opposite position of the case. They were holding on because the two brothers were fucking them from behind for all they were worth. They were facing us, but nobody saw us as they were in assorted throes of passion.

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

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

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

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

The boys froze, and started to withdraw.

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

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

'' Okay ... I 'm going to the Jeep. Hurry it up, male child. Come on Erin. ``

We started outside. I could try Liz saying to Wyatt `` Get back here and hump me ! He 's mulct ! ``

I found an country out back of the computer storage that seemed to feature pretty mild ground. I said to Erin, `` Cover me. I 've got to dig a grave for Virgil. And call the ranch. It 'll be another time of day or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

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

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

We both laughed.

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

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

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

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

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

The zombie kid started to groan. But being pocket-size he did n't have a lot of outturn. I do n't recollect any others heard him.

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

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

'' Sorry, daddy. ``

I wiped my nozzle. `` It 's hunky-dory sweetie. It 's hard. It 's fucked. It sucks. But you ca n't waver like that again. You 're the hard of you girls. I need you. ``

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

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

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... Daddy ... I do n't need you to be my fellow, or hubby. I do want to keep nookie you. And I love you, I do. But as far as long-term goes, well you 're probably more suited to Gayle. Maybe I 'll find individual to settle down with. Like the Dizzy baby have. ``

I finished covering up Publius Vergilius Maro. `` Come here, baby fille. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a minuscule bit. `` I 'll be your 'Daddy'. I 'll be Daddy with benefits, okay ? ``

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The Party
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The Masters boys were dressed, but looked a little sheeplike. The Johnson sister were beaming, their faces a picayune sluice. Must 've been a pretty good metre on the knife pillow slip, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out loud and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

'' ... and we 've got shoe, wind sock, and clothing for every one. And, pappa man, we got you this awesome hat ! Try it on ! ``

It was variety of a straight 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 pairs ? Who 's not getting shoes. ``

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

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

'' expression, we are n't trading people for clobber. We 'll be fine without -- ''

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

things motion quickly in the New World.

'' Well, not so fast. This situation is very vulnerable. shabu windows all over, the game door lock could n't stop a seven-year-old ... '' bullshit. What to do ?

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

That seemed to sit okay with people. We were packing the jeep with the wear, when J. P. Morgan noticed the mound of freshly dirt. He stopped and stared at it, tears welling up in his eyes.

'' When we come back tomorrow, '' I said. `` We 'll get him a Nice hybridisation and have a proper servicing, ok ? I promise, kid. ``

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

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


- - -

There was large exhilaration at the house as the new son were examined, admired, hugged.

But the Lyndon Johnson sister made it very enlighten ; these boys were off-limits. And they seemed enamored with the sisters, so that was good. Then the daughter discovered their new clothes, and the screech was nearly intolerable. shoes that fit ! gasp that fit ! underclothing !

Erin and I immediately set to re-loading the magazines and cleaning the weapon system. Always be ready for the future fight, you do n't roll in the hay when that will be. She was n't too concerned about the new underwear.

'' Only during the bad week, '' she said. `` ease of the time, I like to go commando. Speaking of which, who said you could go shooting sperm cell inside me ? ``

'' Little slut ! '' I replied as I finished off another 30-round cartridge. `` Your full stop just ended, you 've got a few more days until you ovulate. mentation you might care that. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

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

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

So I started explaining the various 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 data she could. Never mind that her breast pressed into my arm. Her breast that was barely contained in the cotton plant T-shirt. The white meat that was unfettered because a bra would upset the stitches on her back.

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

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

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

'' wellspring, Lorrie ... truelove ... we 've got to get you all healed up first. Killing Zachary can be easy, with a gun, but it can also get veridical rugged real number fasting. How 's your back been doing ? ``

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

'' It 's good ! seem ! ``

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

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

piece of tail dandy is how you 're doing.

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

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

So I looked at the stitches. She took the patch off yesterday to let it take a breather. I never stitched anything before. The job itself looked terrible, but the pelt was holding and was n't infected.

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

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

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

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

I held her gently on her lower rosehip. Her plain hips. Good Shepherd Jesus her peel is so soft and warm ...

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

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

'' I did n't think of to blockade you. You probably think I 'm just a kid. But I 'm not. I turned 18 end month. ``

'' I do n't cerebrate you 're a kid ... '' With a trunk like that ? She 's all woman, all the fourth dimension. `` But, you need to charter it easy with that back. I do n't want any stitches to follow out. '' I could n't think of anything else to say. I mean, people are probable to arrive back at any instant. Yes, I fucked some of the other girl, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' weaponry up. ``

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

I took her jersey and fiddled with it until I got it lined up, Then I slid it over her arms, psyche, then over her tits until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And she left to come back the others. I stood there like, What the fuck ? They are taking play ? With me ? fountainhead that 's just ... well it 's not the unfit thing that could materialise, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

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

'' I 'm a fiddling relate. We have to strengthen their edifice orbit, it 's not very ensure right field now. And we need to discipline those son up. They need to get a little, uh, 'harder'. And no, not in the way you think ! ``

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. I think it would be hunky-dory. We need to start taking back the town anyway. Would be good to bear a forward base there. We 've got radios. We could hook them up with a set of solar panels. It could exercise. ``

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

Erin found the tablet, touched the screen a few times, and the next affair you know, Rihanna is blasting from the loudspeaker. It 's a party !

The boys shoved the table to one side, and we had a dance floor. Rihanna 's round were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a dancer or anything, but I do let rhythm. So I was able to guess I had some moves. It did n't matter much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the refrain :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly good !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't manage I like the flavour of it !
spliff and stones may burst my bones
But chains and whips excite me ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

3 ezed were at the wall of the business firm. mortal had n't locked the gate.

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

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

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

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the bathrooms and sleeping accommodation. I was the last to use a restroom. Got myself a shower, finally. Got to remember to suss out the water tier tomorrow in the storage water tank, I reminded myself.

When I opened the doorway to my minuscule computer way, I found Payton waiting for me. She was stark bare, sitting on the air mattress with her back up against the pillows and the wall. Her good hand was lazily playing with her shaved twat while her pass on handwriting toyed with a nipple.

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

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

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

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

'' Keep going, '' I said. Watching a char masturbate is one of my not bad delight in biography. 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 continue doing it. I want to see you cum. ``

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

I settled into the federal agency chair. `` precisely let the cat out of the bag a footling. recount me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? Show me. ``

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

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to lick me voiceless ... and put your lingua on my clit ... and bite it a little ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her finger's breadth slipped inside her pussy as she talked.

'' And I want your tool. I want you to ... um ... eff me. '' She slipped in two digit. `` I want you to fuck me practiced. Fuck me hard. piece of ass me a lot. Fuck me voiceless. And harder. '' Three of her fingers fucked her snatch now.

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

'' And I want to absorb your shaft and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her digit out of her cunt and daintily put one in her backtalk. Her lips enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it fresh of her succus. She did that to the other two.

'' You like that ... Daddy ? '' I chuckled at the papa. Maybe it 's a big track gag with all of them.

'' Yes infant, tell me more. ``

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

'' I want you to have it away me ... please you have to know me ... please ... ''

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

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

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

'' I fucked her from behind. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck have intercourse screwing ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her cunt ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Jesus that was true ? ``

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

Without wavering she reached around and put a digit in her own butthole, with her other mitt rubbing her button hard.

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

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

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was cool to jazz soul almost as big as me. But her strong pegleg were like jelly as I pounded her kitty-cat into submission.

I pulled my cock out and threatened her ass with it, pressing into her rosebud a niggling. But she flinched really hard, she was n't 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, the door opened and Erin stuck her straits in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'sign with my digit to my backtalk. She nodded and sat on the floor. Pulling her little sweat knickers aside, she rubbed her cunt as she watched me sleep with Payton.

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

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

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

She opened her eyes for the first time in about 10 minutes as she watched me settle in between her voluptuous jug. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left. Payton kind of laughed but did n't seem to mind.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Payton just lay there in intimate fulfilment, enjoying her cancel richly. She swallowed the cum in her mouth, but the rest of it was streaming down her face.

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

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

'' There some on her nipple, 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.

'' Savior Christ, daddy, '' said Erin. `` I really like this ! I 've never touched a cleaning woman before this. ``

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

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

Payton roused out of her stupor to discover Erin.

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

I was taking mental notes. Erin had a way ... between her fondling and fondling and Sir John Suckling, she was driving Payton crazy.

I reached down and rubbed Payton 's button ; 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 break teat, Erin saw that and just dive on it.

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

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The succeeding forenoon we had powdered egg, freeze-dried ham, and flapjack. All good manners of ma Gayle, with some help from Lorrie, of course of action. That dogshit is not bad, pretty tasty, even. Considering the circumstances. The IHOP was, after all, run by Zach and Zed and Zena, at this point.

So this day, we hooked up the snow plow to the Unimog. Too many numb bodies in the street, you know. We scored tons of plywood at the hardware store to block up the Master 's store. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the Orient end of Main street. It already had some followers. The cool thing about the Mog is its height. No issue what the Zeds do, they ca n't wear out in. They ca n't break the drinking glass. They ca n't climb up into the cab. So we Parked it in the midriff of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for grievous long range of a function and stopping power. Also had an AR, and the suppressed 22. The theme was, they would startle shooting at Zach, which would add more than Zachs, and they would keep on shot. Lorrie would get some substantial on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Morgan, and Wyatt went down to a side street at the whole other end of the lowly town. We pulled up to the last home. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boy had pitchforks. We also had pistol, all of us. The melodic theme, though, was to go quiet and agree the houses.

The first one was a objet d'art of bar. Tapped on the door, all quiet. The house was unbarred, cipher inside. We checked for medicines and food, found a pretty good hoard of cans. Some good food in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No medicines. No weapons. Some old lady apparel, that 's about it. We stacked the tail on the porch for later pickup.

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

I wanted the son to get some grooming, so we had Gayle outdoor stage behind the door, and she yanked it open. Morgan went first and jabbed the fucker right in the eye. He dropped. Morgan let out a whoop and went to high-five his pal when I clamped him hard on the shoulder.
'' Shut the roll in the hay up ! '' I whisper-hollered at him. He was meritless, would n't do it again.

Found a slight food, a .38 six-shooter with 9 shells, some 42-year old playboy, and some grime clothes. But we took everything we could happen. candela, aluminum enhancer, baggies, can paper, matches, dog food.

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

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

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

'' It 's us ! Morgan and Wyatt overlord. From the computer storage ! ``

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

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

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

'' Naw. I 'm good for the winter. semen springtime, I 'll be needing some provision, though. You reckon we 'll get some big businessman and food by then ? ``

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

'' It 's Miss. Homer A. Thompson. Never had practically need for no man. Although, I do kind of like your style, Slim. '' She let that hang. I was n't certainly 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 ... fille Benjamin 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 target. `` studhorse, '' she whispered and laughed.

We went through 30 Thomas More houses, but no other animation folks. Lots of dead eubstance, though ; human and zombi. Did observe a decent 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in several quality with a few boxes of shield for each.

Suddenly, the tuner crackled to life.

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

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

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

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

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

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

We broke into the lower floor of the real landed estate authority. I killed two izzard with my Crovel. I could hear More of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stair, I hollered `` Look out below '' and threw a couple more Z down the step. Gunshots followed as Erin or someone killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The ezed were now converging on us. We each fired our side arm until they were empty. The story was slippery from all the pus and gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed psyche. I worked my way into what seemed a bedroom, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a wall, holding back two zombies with just her rifle barrelful. Crying and scream, she was going to lose the battle in the next few seconds as the merge weight of the two big man zombies was probably 400 pounds.

I hacked at a nearby zombi, then leapt on to the bed. I hacked with all my might on the zed closest to Lorrie, burying my Crovel so hard I could n't get it back out from Zach 's body. I yanked out my USMC Ka-Bar and buried it into the skull of the endorsement zed. I pulled Lorrie out from under both of them as they began falling. Clutching me for costly life, Lorrie sobbed into my neck.

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

'' Come on ! Form a perimeter ! What have I been talking to you about for the final stage 4 years ? And somebody go get my Crovel ! ``

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

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

I sat down and held my promontory in my hands. Redeemer I almost fucked up again ! We need Thomas More training before we can do this kind of thing !

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

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

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

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

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

I think it was in that bit where I realized how a good deal I cared for these mass. I looked at Gayle and Lorrie. Gayle was whispering softly to Lorrie, who seemed really small right now. They should n't be fighting zombie spirit. 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 sis. And Payton, and Kaitlyn, and Tina. And the boys, too. I ca n't let anything happen to these people.

zombi spirit moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

I talked with the topical anaesthetic boys after dinner. I wanted to recover out what commercial message enterprises were in town or nearby. Gas Stations, stores, welding shop class, sporting goods stores, locomotive repair workshop, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her room. I told her no, sit down with me and listen. I apologized to her. She cried. We made up. Then we talked strategy.

After a duet hours, we did more P90 preparation, except for Lorrie. Well, she did a modified reading. She is n't all that flexible yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any happiness right then.

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

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear mechanism. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a hooligan face screen and you could talk with them. They were much tripping than bike helmets. Plus, you could still jade goggles with them. We found all kinds of pads and protective equipment for the legs and limb, also. The object was to make ourselves concentrated to bite.

cover at the ranch, we all put on our gear for material live training. kickoff, everyone got used to hitting me on the heading with broomsticks. Did n't even make me through my helmet, but everyone got lot of slug in.

At the Lawnmower repair store, we got lots of lawnmower blades. We trimmed up one end to fit the gal smaller men, then wrapped it in paracord to progress to a courteous hold. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like finish. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some yard rakes, the tough kind, not pot rakes. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the middle single facing forward. I thought this would arrive in handy.

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

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

existence generally shorter, except for Payton, the girls were having a problematical prison term 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 slant. lots better ! voiceless golf stroke to the knees, down they went. Then they were easy pickins for a rake-shot to the heading. So that became our primary tactic ; run down them out in the give, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

reputation from the outside world were disheartening. Entire cities like New York had fallen into complete butchery. The internet was pretty limited. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those silicon valley hombre always had neat security.

The HAM radio written report were awful. 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 morning, after our P90 workout, Gayle and Lorrie went to make breakfast while I studied the web. Then, girls and guy wire all sat me down at the table.

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

'' Well Michael. beginner 's day is a long elbow room away. But you 've been like a Fatherhood to all of us, and we wanted to say thank you ! ``

And they brought out all kinds of good stuff. Including Hostess Donettes ! And air hostess Cherry pie !

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

Erin laughed. `` Remember the dress circle K memory board ? I swiped some goody for you then. '' She hugged me hard and I hugged her back. She cried a little, then everyone else gave me a little present. They were mostly from the hardware stock in town, but it was awesome. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting drogue, 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 know they still made this. It was kind of an 80 's thing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

- - -

As we entered the house, I was told to shower first since it was `` pappa grasp day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my exhibitor on. Would be nice to get clean-living low gear, for once.
I was just getting some black rip off my sleeve when the door opened. I was pleased ! We were so concenter lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a while. As long as it was n't one of the guys, I would be happy with whoever it was.

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

'' chaparral your back, Mister ? '' she asked sweetly.

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

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

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

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

She stepped in the exhibitor. I tried to work around.

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

Something very warm and fleshy squished into my vertebral column as she reached around me for the Georgia home boy and that scrubby, downy affair that you wash with. It could only be her tits. Jesus, they covered a lot of actual estate, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my back, slowly but firmly pushing. My cock was lengthening a little with anticipation.

She washed my munition as they hung by my side.

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

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

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

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

I was disappointed as her hands traveled back around to my low-pitched rear. But then, I was pleased as she rubbed my ass cheeks.

'' Oh that feels Nice .... yessss ... ''

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

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

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

'' You like this, dad ? ``

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

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

Gayle gave my rooster a good squeezing then suddenly let go. She slid down on her knees, and began to osculate my ass cheeks. She pulled them apart, then stuck her glossa in the naughtiest of home. I could n't believe it.

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

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

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

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

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

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

I forgot all about manner and gentility and the soap, I just grabbed her and held her from the dorsum, running my manpower all up and down her hanging titty, stomach, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

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

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

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

'' Well, you 've got all these teen to fuck, and they 're so a great deal ... tighter than me ... ''

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

'' Jesus of Nazareth ... Michael ! '' Gayle moaned.

I squeezed the bastard out of both her ass face as I continued eating her out. Tight little skinny lady friend are bang-up. No doubt. But a woman with curve, that 's the one for me !

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

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

I moaned into her cunt, sending oscillation up her pussycat. I felt her contractions begin.

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

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

I fondled her lusciously large tits, and then clamped my oral fissure down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit surd, drawing as a great deal as I could into my mouth.

'' I love that Michael ! sucking them backbreaking ! sneak them ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

I got more aggressive, slapping both her teat with both my hands. These slaps were n't hard enough to ping anyone down or anything, but her skin was turning a healthy shade of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to molest her swaying boobs.
I was getting a immense charge out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my stopcock, and watching those boob jiggle with each slap was too a great deal for me.

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

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

I could n't hold it. I came.

As always, that first shot felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my mineral vein. Each subsequent spirt felt incredible, too. Gayle felt my red-hot gibe enter her cunt as I pumped More and Sir Thomas More spermatozoan into her.

She collapsed on top of me, her tits crushing into my thorax. 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 giant `` Ahhhhhhhh ... ''

My tool began to shrivel a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to figure out my cock before the shower washed us houseclean. I could see she got a unspoiled portion down her throat.

'' Come, on, old man ! '' she called as she helped me up. `` Others need a exhibitioner, 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 death chair to fix her fount. She looked so cute, wooden leg crossed, tits hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a young boy watching mommy get ready. My stopcock felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, honey ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

'' Oooo ... does that feel dependable miss ? Mmmmm ... yes it does ... misfortunate things ... mmmmm ... that mean old man was slapping you pitiful young woman ... oh but this feels sooo gooood. ``

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

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

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

... except for her daughter ...


- - -

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

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

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

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

'' I just came to speak, '' she said. She had a bottle of my prized Justin pinot noir and a duad glasses. We sat down, me in my roam chairwoman and her in the alloy folding chair.

We talked about a lot of things, but mostly about our position and what my plans were for the future tense. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of work. What we really needed was a way to work a living dead gratuitous region so that we could then begin farming functioning. Plus we now had lots of new mouths from town that we had 'liberated'.

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

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

'' well I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got kind of defensive attitude. `` I think we 've got a real slam 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 voiceless to say ... I want Lorrie to ingest the love life of a good man. Raise a family. You know, those kind of things. ``

'' Oh ... yeah, I get that. But I guess she 's only got slim pickins right now. Mr. Olson today was single. But he was what, 55 ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' But what ? ``

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

'' She 's straits over heals in passion with you. Most of the fille are attracted to you, but she 's actually in lovemaking. ``

She 's in love with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two principal payoff here. issue One is, you, Gayle. And act Two, I 'm not sure I 'm ready to settle down just yet. I mean, I will at some point, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to sustain our group going. I do n't have sex if I have sentence for a actual human relationship. It 's umm ... it 's pretty promiscuous right hand now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the door. ``

Gayle rolled her eyes.

'' Hey, sorry, that 's just how it is. I 'm not ready to be monogamous with anyone right now. And If I was, well, I 'm not sure I would nibble Lorrie at this point. ``

Gayle kind of made a let down face.

'' No, I mean nothing bad about Lorrie. But I do n't acknowledge her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't look so surprised. We get along pretty fricking not bad. And, I think the smashing sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't mean you had to marry Lorrie today. I just want you to cerebrate about it. Keep it in head. ``

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

'' I 'm amercement with that ! Just .... be prosperous on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a virgin. ``

I thought about our gun-cleaning sitting a week ago. Lorrie seemed pretty flying to undress.

'' You sure about that ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, she would 've told me. ``

'' So, if you want me for her, what was up with the shower today ? That does n't appear to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the rest of her wine. `` I 'm not utter. I had this imaginativeness of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't voice trade good at all, does it ? I mean, I at least cherished you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds form of stupid now that I say it out loudly. ``

I drank the eternal sleep of my Pinot grape 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 gal like Marilyn, Mamie, Rita, etc., but his pet was the Italian babe, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a comely resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly things like kill a cluster of zombies with your bare fists and come back for your reward. Hey, since you 're reading this, the net is working again. Go face her up. Sophia, I mean. control out some of the younger pictures of her, when her hair is pretty straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's titty are great. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the room a bit, then I knelt down in front of Gayle 's chair.

'' Gayle. '' I placed my hired man on her cheek. `` Even if I fell in dearest with your daughter, and wanted to spend the residual of my animation with her ... how could I possibly only make honey to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full mouth. Her hand came up to me, she ran her fingers through my hair.

Our back talk pressed a little unshakable together and our honeyed candy kiss turned a trivial hotter as I moved into her a picayune Sir Thomas More. I broke the kiss, only to get a slightly different angle and start kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her down lip, and sucked it into my mouth, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her rachis against the wall. With both my deal gently holding her typeface, I kissed her with passion and tenderness like I 'd never matte before.
Gayle had slipped her hands underneath my T-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my back. Then she continued to kiss me as she pulled me closer to her.

'' Deliverer, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an Panthera uncia of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being nice. ``

She slipped my tee shirt over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` Stand over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a infant ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk sparkle, in just my wither jeans with a bulging crotch.

'' play around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a little for her.

'' sweet the Nazarene, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, nobody 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your view, Gayle. ``

'' Pick up those free weight, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a couplet 30 pound dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few Robert F. Curl for her, some standing closet, I turned my back to her and did some lateral flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her ripe hired man gently rubbing her left breast, and her leave behind forefinger in between her front line teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of poise to have intercourse I turn on a chick. 38 years old. Semi-ripped. Still have my hair, all of it. I guess I 'm not the speculative guy they could run into in a zombi spirit apocalypse.

I went and stood in front of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my weapon, like I was going to carry her over a limen. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must profess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one virgin in my whole living. It did n't go so well. Lots of painfulness. Crying. shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so smooth out with women ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm awful. So, you really want me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the right news ? Deflower your daughter ? ``

'' I ca n't think of anyone I 'd rather have do it, '' she said, twirling her finger through my hair.
I kissed her her on the sass for a few moments.

'' You want me to, fuck your daughter ? '' Long ... kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to throw to wet-nurse her tits for a tangible long time. '' osculation ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to thrash her pussy. '' Kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suck my stopcock. '' Kiss with some tongue ...

'' She will be full, I promise. ``

'' How do you know ? ``

'' I 've made her praxis. On bananas and Cucumis sativus. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No shit ? ``

'' No prick. I told her it was an important skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing place, but we kept close and kissed to a greater extent. I undid the knock on her robe, sliding my hired hand between her politic skin and the gown. I cupped her ass impudence and pulled her to me, she could feel my hard-on now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to brood up or anything.

'' Not always so nice. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my jeans as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down next to each other, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just bed tits. All tits. There 's just something about them that drives me egg. Yeah, big surprise. But more than almost hombre, I love them. I love to lick, and nibble, and whirl my tongue around them. And they all feel so different. Some are unshakable, some are really spongy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as much as I could. Some nipple bites here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too often time on the teat, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could suck them for hours ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Christ no. It 's like the adept massage in the reality. Only better. I 'm a thousand per centum relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How good is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

Well, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her nipple and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's breathing increased, so did my dynamism. When she panted a picayune, I grabbed her pussy. With my palm on her clit, I slipped a fingerbreadth in between her brim and frigged her nicely. Then a fiddling harder and faster as I bit down on a big nipple of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' sucking the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left tit up to her face and drew in her own nipple to her mouth. God I love that.
I rubbed her kitty 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 time. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic waves washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' waiting, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me take a breather ... too ... sensitive ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a good time for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her legs and guided my rooster to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... jesus she was so wet I just slid right hand in.

'' Michael ... just a moment ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fuck .... ''

As my weight unit set down on her, our pelvises rubbed, re-igniting her button. Gayle flail around as I pounded her with my tool. She could n't form any real words, just moans and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say crap but it was too a good deal cause. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck former guy rope. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to compass 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 place nooky ! Oh dickhead 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 hard. `` She should n't ... oh jesus Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't take in me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it turn you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her chest, sticking my pussy-sopping cock into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your daughter watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your tits, your ass, oh that 's skillful baby yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy cunt ... and not just once but a lot of times. ``

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 pelter down her throat. Load after load of hot squirt shot into her rima oris. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

Panting, she rose up to arrest her breath.

Then she called me an asshole and Slapped my side !

She sat there, all defiant, her oculus gleaming. I was fucking turned on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her facial expression down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her pegleg and shoved my rooster back into her slit. Gayle arched her back as I entered her, and she moaned out loud. I was rather impress with myself, even though I just came, I was ready for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at 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 bitch ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a just mom. ``

'' You 're a great mom ... a Fucking great mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No solvent. I forced my hired man under her venter so I could grab her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrong ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her body is so unwaveringly ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to suck cock ... ''

'' No Michael ... blockade it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm sure. ``

'' check it ... please oh shit oh crap oh dickhead I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her snatch ... man ca n't you almost taste it ? '' I pulled my bridge player from Gayle 's twat and rubbed it on her lips, boldness, pushed my fingers inside her lip so she could sample it all.

'' You want to sample her ... '' I began cumming inside her kitty. Her cunt paries gripped my pecker and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh fuck yes ... fuck yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the secondly meter, filling up her snatch with fervent hot sperm.
After a twain minutes, Gayle wriggled a bit and asked `` Would you mind ... ? '' So I rolled off her. To my surprise, she went down and cleaned up my dick with her tongue and lip, sucking up the combined cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, help yourself to my sperm anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making love to me. This will be the last meter. I want ... I want Lorrie to ingest a probability. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the survive fourth dimension, we fucked again in the morning.


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Chapter 10 - The Date
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The next day was moving day for the Johnson sisters. We got the victor place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and live. I 'll accept to some green-eyed monster there, those chicks were pretty raging slight honies !

So we spent most of the day trying to block off the town. We 'd been to every family, killed every zombie inside the house, sheds, barns, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always Thomas More zombies. We figured they were coming from the road, but why ? From where ? Why are they coming here ?

'' We need to funnel them into a kill zona, '' Erin was saying. My fiendish little killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a slopped touch where we are protected, but we can drink down them with reefer or lance or something. ``

'' whiz ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to rise up something and then fall down. So the fall kills most of them. Or at to the lowest degree wear their legs or backs. That would lay aside, ammo, right ? ``

The girls variety of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ladder and jump ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me think. '' I had it. So simple, it just might work.

'' Brilliant ! Lorrie, it 's glorious. We get some shipping containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a rectangular tubing. We tilt them up at, like a ten or twenty academic degree Angle. We 'll demand quite a little of them. Stack them on top of each other or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 ft high and they walk out the end of the go container right into dilute air. They smash on the ground -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a tough landing place ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the area with fence or more shipping containers ... ''

'' And when the area fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't have to shoot any of them ! ``

We were all very proud of ourselves. It 's a large fuck idea. Except, we did n't have any cargo ships containers. Or a way to incite them. Or a Hart Crane to stack them.

Eh, kid details.

- - -

We cleaned up more of the town. Not too many living folks, but it 's safe to rid of the lurker. Zed likes to cringe around and deform up in the most freakish places, so it 's thoroughly to give him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as zealous a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a Passion of Christ ! But unlike Erin and her accelerator, Lorrie really wanted it done up close and personal. She wanted to look into their idle oculus as they died again.

We had cleared out a section of theater, then we went back to them to discipline for salvageable stuff. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this nice old sign of the zodiac, checking things out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not trusted what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't cogitate there will be any more. I do n't bed ... ''

'' Whaddya mean you do n't have it away ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a little steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I tell her that her mom wants US to crochet up ?

'' Well, you guys are big together, it would be Nice to have a literal pappa ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my real daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never mind, it 's fine. It 's very well ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nobody can shut you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the house some more. It 's form of sad, looking through a utter individual 's life.
Usually, we just look for safes where we might line up gun for hire, trunks for ammo, kitchens for intellectual nourishment etc. But this house was dissimilar. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this house. I mean really. I could inhabit in this house if it were n't for the shit automaton. ``

'' Wyatt said it was once the city manager 's planetary house. The townspeople built it a tenacious sentence ago for the then flow mayor to live in. But later, it got bought by some rich people ... The town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your size, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couple outfits. `` She had some taste. Where in this township would she get into this stuff ? This is like, New York city, 20 years ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some moans from the street.

'' Duty calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' Remind me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, mister ! '' She waggled her big blade at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the Hardware store for lunch, now re-named overlord and Johnson, in honor of the upcoming wedding between the skipper boy and the Johnson sister. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a minute of arc ? ``

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 couple 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 quicky ! Am I old news already ? ``

'' You 're never old news, my niggling darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's exquisitely, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a fatal apparel, fitted, with some crazy slice. form of like that Demi Moore wearing apparel from 20 years ago. And I grabbed a pair of nice heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's okay ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a geek. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a prissy necklace, too. `` You 'll desire 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.

'' full point grin, Daddy, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your plan, Daddy-man ? You going to take her to dinner ? Not many restaurant open right now ... ''

'' Well, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' oddball. Ok, I 'll reckon of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

- - -

We spent the rest of the day getting the Johnson baby and the Masters chum situated. I let them have two solar panels and a trench cycle battery so they could have brightness level and charge up batteries. We got them some intellectual nourishment and water, too.

Eventually, the relaxation 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 good afternoon, getting cascade and having a cocktail or two as we played some euphony videos on the TV. It was kind of aplomb. At one point, Erin dragged a parcel into my computer elbow room that included the clothes and brake shoe. She winked at me, then flashed her knocker and said `` Do n't forget about me, Daddy ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her kitty-cat through her camouflage drawers a minuscule bit.

'' Ooooh pop ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the rain shower ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can taste it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the rampart, little bitch. Spread em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underwear. I undid her pants and yanked them down to bring out her ass. I could see her cunt sass, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous picayune bosom with my pull up stakes hand and with my right, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, Daddy ... yes ... disturb me ... ''

While squeezing her tit firmly, I gently rubbed her pussy backtalk, feeling her wet already, my helping hand spread them apart. I pinched her tit hard and held on to it tightly, and slipped my digit up to her clit. I massaged her snatch like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' tranquil child ... stoppage quiet ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just Daddy. Just daddy feeling up his lilliputian girl ... His bad little young lady ... and her wet bitch ... pa likes her wet cunt ... yes ... he will clobber it again soon ... yes Daddy likes her cunt ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, Daddy, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, pa ... but do n't give up ... fuck me anywhere I do n't handle, Daddy ... even If you marry Lorrie, just eff me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her bitch harder, squishing around in all her kitty-cat drippings. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a good girl ... you like me squeezing your tits ? ``

'' Yes dada ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes pop, she licks me all the time. We shower together, and I pee on her tit in the exhibitioner. You should see us daddy ... you should pee on her tits, too ... oh god ! shit shit shite shit ! I 'm cumming pa cumming so commodity oh shit oh shit ! ``

Erin soaked my hand with her juices. I slipped my drench middle 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 cock. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet manus. She licked it clean of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might ask this later, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her pants, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the lounge a few mo later, nobody seemed to mark. I took my shower.

I came from my rain shower and met Erin again, who handed me a nice cold Coors Light.

'' well thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boys and little girl for dinner party. You know, help them out with their first meal and stuff. ``

Nice plan, Erin ! What a commodity fille she is ...

'' well, who 's going ? I 'm kind of beat, but I do n't bonk if I like the idea of us separating, especially at Night. ``

trueness was, Zach had been pretty tranquilize lately, we seemed to have killed most of them in town.
But I had to make it look good.

'' Well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the suppressed 22, my 1911, my brand. The rest of us will be armed also. We 'll be good ! '' She winked at me.

'' wellspring maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to stay with her. We need you up here to flow. ``

I thought about it for a few import, hoping to stimulate it look secure. `` fountainhead, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over design and formula. I was n't too concerned, but I did n't want anything stupid to come about. And you can always depend on Zach to make things stupid.

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We all said good-bye to each other as the group went to down to travel to the master and Johnson ironware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a small cephalalgia. Nothing serious. I 'm going to rest in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to induce us some dinner party, I 'll send you in a plate ? ``

'' Sounds good, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few minutes later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked heavy in her khaki drawers and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, Thomas Young ma'am ? '' I made an overdraw bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her best fake southern accent. `` fountainhead are n't you just a dear man ? I would love to ! ``

I picked up the southern drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from Lone-Star State so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` fountainhead darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a little something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too kind, sir ! I would just be revel ! I mean, after all, what form of dinner kit is one with blood on it ? ``

We walked to my room, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on earth did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not important. What is crucial is that dinner is in one hour, and I do n't want to see obscure nor whisker of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shooed her out of the room. I had things to do !

Within the succeeding time of day, I whipped up some freeze dried beef stroganoff, canned clavus, and sure-enough 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 effective, if I must say so.

In precisely one minute, Lorrie made her entranceway. And what an entering !

The wearing apparel, black. The design, bare shoulders, with about one-inch shoulder strap that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's ample cleavage. Tight around her tum, flowing over her hips, and ending just above her knees. Her bare ramification stretched down to her satin black stiletto 3 inch heels. Her rich John Brown hair tumbled over her articulatio humeri in its naturally wavelike way. Just a minuscule physical composition to highlight her eyes and some lip glossary to make her rim shiny.

I could n't verbalise. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a crook a few fundament away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I look okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her hands clasped and her heart shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. Good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so striking ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little moving ridge at that spot. `` Good night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' Well, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me fluster ! `` How about I escort you to the waiting room where we can receive a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern emphasise again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the legal age for alcoholic beverages is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a pacification officer, I shall turn myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the silver necklace around her neck, my hands lingering on her soft skin. She put in the 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 fond shank as she snuggled close. I made us some gray fathead gimlets over ice. It 's a simple-minded crapulence, just vodka and Rose 's calcium hydrate juice, but it 's honest and to the point.

We sipped our drinks, told each other funny trivial stories, talked about old multiplication. The thing was, she had a way of making me seem worry. But it was n't forced, she seemed activated about what I had to say. She was either very good at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a denture of food back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a chilled chardonnay grape. I find white-hot wine to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me history of near-misses with male child ; stacks of fellow 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 prospects, for indisputable. 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 Irish bull came down ... '' She waved her hand at the offensive alfresco 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 rightfield one, I guess. ``

'' And what round now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't appear to be having any female person problem right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your favorite ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to answer that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A gentleman does n't snog and tell. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her voice trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an answer. But I was having a knockout metre concentrating with all her tit flesh and cleavage poking through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest girl here. Prettiest girlfriend anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some practice I could be as good as her in bed, I 'm sure ! I 've watched lots of telecasting, and, ohmygod I should shut up ! I 'm so chagrined ! ``

I stood up and held out my paw to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some lenient music, this old 70s radical called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my helping hand to her waist as hers clasped around my neck. We swayed gently for a few minute, and I pulled her closer to me.

Her eubstance melted into mine, her massive chest pressed into mine. Her pilus smelled delicious, some rosy shampoo. While everyone takes exhibitor, usually we smell a little rank and file as we 're working hard killing Z. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My cock began to flip. And to fill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a secondment baby. '' I had to hit in and aline my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable spatial relation. `` All better now. ``

'' You get, toilsome that fast ? I 'm sorry, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get hard very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our hip contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hand down her dorsum, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my life, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my cheek and lingered for a minute. I turned slightly and met her back talk with mine. Oh god, she was so sonant and warm. She opened her back talk slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each other. My compensate hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a brace of my fingers.

After a few mo, 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 back talk working me over. Her hot clapper licked my pep pill lip, then darted inside my mouth. I tried to wrestle her tongue with mine as our mania increased. I grabbed both her ass cheeks full on and grinded my prick into her. She responded with a little gasp, and then proceeded to go down on 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 write this part of the report. I was taking creative composition in shoal when all of this went down and, so, I think the story needs my signature. So yes, I was completely in puppy erotic love with Michael at this point. I was also a virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a penis inside me. I had had early things, like Mom 's purple vibrator, her glass dildo, a cucumber, and some other separate, um, 'items'inside me. But not a real penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in dear with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this head and I was just past tense 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Christ 's saki. In those sometime days, I think he was like gear up to collect Social security system ! ( I 'm certain he will be spanking me at about this point when he reads this. )

Well, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something other citizenry had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very mellow standards. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the line, I think I was about 13 or 14, I watched a picture show with Mom. It was called 'Tombstone .'Maybe you 've seen it. It 's the taradiddle of Wyatt Earp and his blood brother. It starred Kurt Russel as Wyatt, and had batch of early cool off the great unwashed in it. But the reason I 'm telling you this, is because this is the first time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to write his name and get flowers around it. I used to indite my public figure and his figure together, and I would drop a line 'Lorrie Elliott'and make full pageboy with hearts and peak ! So you do n't make love him ? He was Vergil Earp. Tall, slightly graying pilus, and THAT articulation ! trench baritone, Texas accent, and his eccentric was just a fucking MAN about everything. He was also in touch Rider ( my s favorite moving picture, behind Tombstone ) as the guy in the cemetery who tells Nicholas John Cage what 's going on with everything. He did a crowd of TV commercial, including Ram hand truck for the last few years right up to the zombie spirit Crash.

I do n't sleep with where he is now, but I 'm sure he 's in Texas doing just fine. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega press on some old movie actor.

fasting forward money box now. We girls were on the run from the living dead, and we were losing people left and right wing. You ca n't even imagine the terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained much about 'the collapse'of civilisation in this chronicle. ) He was all set up there in his bunker drinking frigid beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were near death at every step. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb a fence. I could feel hot blood running down my rachis and I could see the fright in everyone 's middle as we tried to see a house to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this house, and then passing out. I have glimpses of things from then on, but I 'm not sure if they are my real memories or false ones since I 've heard the story so many times.

What I do remember is waking up and not knowing what the nookie was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty practically lying in a flood of what smelled like pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a strange way 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 sprightliness at the very last possible moment before we were all rust alive. He had taken us to a strong situation that had food for thought, weewee, electrical energy, flick, guns, popcorn, and he was n't an asshole ! He patched me up and keep on me from dying of infection.

I met him for the 1st fourth dimension a little while later that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the Night before getting me some medical specialty, and he was now training the girls in shooting skills so they could all kill zombies.

So here 's the vista : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a TEXAS emphasis ! Not real strong, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got denim on and some sort of ground forces sweater on, and military-looking thrill. His air, his demeanor, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can recount you that ! His big face appeared tip over about something, and yet he was pure sweetness and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a finger around my ear, pushing my haircloth off my face and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the next couple of days, while I 'm recovering, news report start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the girls, and he 's got a big fucking peter. So let 's recap. Big prick, good-looking guy, tall, Texas accent, has his SOB together, putting to death zombies without batting an eye, saves damsels in severe distraint, likes musicals and retro rock, is apparently good at pleasing the dame, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 good things to one not-so-great matter. 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 heels, prime time in honey with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was convince him that I was so a lot better than the 8 hot babes already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an wound Virgin like myself !

Things went along for a time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really desire to look at me at times. Now, I do n't want to look like all stuck up and shit, but I 'm pretty tinker's dam cute. I was thinking it was maybe my boobs. guy wire are so weird. They seem to like booby, but if you 've got over-sized 1 like I do, they just make fun of you or get all stupid or, I do n't get laid what. I know there 's guys who think that 'more than a handful is a permissive waste', and then there 's guys who just love massive tits. How do I know this while remaining a virgin ? Simple ! I watch a lot of porn and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few inside information of their lone clock time together. I knew she was soft on ( her word, not mine ) but she also knew it was just variety of a pass ; Michael did n't appear to desire to get too attached at this point. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guys, I would n't just settle down with one and evidence the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. Late at night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could hear mom giving herself an orgasm. Squishy sounds in a small room, can only be one thing, ya have a go at it ? Sometimes she would whisper his name. Then she 'd fall asleep. Of course, that got me very horny so then I 'd have to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingerbreadth in my cunt and spread my sexual climax around my wet mammilla. Then, I lick them clean. I think it 's very sexy. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a niggling twist. After I swallow down my succus, I like to just hug my boobs to my font, like soft warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my tit more, but usually they just comfort me. nigh nights I drift off to catch some Z's that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'attention was to get a world-champion living dead slayer. And so when my back healed I worked very hard and listened to everything he said and I got fucking good at it ! Erin is a bettor shooter than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the full of all the girls. My prick are, a Gerber mini-machete and a long painters pole. On the rod, we worked up a spike with variety of a `` Tee '' on it. The motion is, I use the celestial pole to try and knock down the Zed, then hack his fucking mastermind with the machete. If he 's really big and I ca n't knock him down, the terminal 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 gymnastic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy concerns outside my little lap of booster. In suddenly, I was a narrow-minded taunting. But hey, we can all convert !

Now, I feel bare if I do n't get my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel nervous if I do n't also possess my perch and my AR strapped on or within arm 's range. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't mind saying it. I was just starting to enter the world, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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Okay I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to spell about my first of all sexual experience with another person, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's right hand, it 's his news report and I 'm only a guest writer. Still, I just stood up and farted in his general direction, just to instruct 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 activities ! But Chris was too shy and did n't have it away what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Christ the Nazarene you people need to calm down.

So, Michael made us a ignite but howling dinner party. Obviously, he did n't want us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the drink, for sure enough. He was so variety, and dessert, and staring into my eyes, when he asked me to dance I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our bodies touched. He traced the scar on my back from my neck down to my glower back. It was sexy, not flagrant, and it just reminded me that this heroic verse man saved my life on various occasions now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could feel little inspiration in my pussycat during dinner, but thoroughly Godhead I was on fire when we started dancing ! His strong arms wrapped around me, his manly scent enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me tight, my breasts crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could feel something on his correct leg. Something hard. I 'm trusted it was his cock, but I thought it was in the middle between his branch, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a moment, sister. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his helping hand down his own gasp. `` All skilful now. ``

I was n't surely what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of porno, the cocks were usually just hard ; I did n't recognise how farsighted it took to go from soft to hard. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This prison term, I could feel all of his insensibility pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that toilsome. Holy shit ! My tit were toilsome, I can tell you that, and my pussy seemed to be on flack, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The unenviable, mis-proportioned female child ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his face, then he turned and he met me with his mouth. Our natural language danced and time seemed to suffer still. following thing I know both his hands are on my ass buttock, and he 's pressing his hard hammer into my tum. I moved a little sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a common slut. But I did n't wish, it felt so GOOD !

We kissed for various minutes, lost in each others lips. His mitt felt so proficient on my backside, squeezing hard, almost too hard but it not quite. My hand eventually drifted down his sides, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare cutis for the first base clip. He did n't throw an ounce of fat on him. I ran my work force up the front of his chest, feeling the contours of his strong tum and then the swell of his hard pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice chest, mister. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, little lady ! '' he responded. `` I do n't cerebrate you understand how unspoilt you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his arms like I was just a piece of composition ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' postponement, '' he said in surprise. `` You do n't even do it what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' fountainhead, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, dark sweetheart. I was going to ask if you 'd facilitate me wash the jeep ? ``

'' Sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, dirty mouth. But this was n't the meter for subtlety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the landrover can wait until tomorrow. '' He started towards his room, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too wear upon and worn out. Virgin busting is hard study, or so I hear. ``

He just smiled and set me down gently after we entered his room. He arranged the air mattress and turned on a soft spark, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a naked man before ? In individual, I mean ? ``

I shook my head, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my brain, yes.

'' OK, check there, I 'll strip for you. ``

He unbuttoned his tenacious sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely suspire. He threw the shirt on the storey. Kicked off his brake shoe, then pulled his socks off.

'' Last prospect ! '' he said as he stood there with his hands on the fly of his jeans. `` You can still punt out ! ``

In a slightly quivering voice, I answered. `` I might just defeat you where you stand if you stop now. ``

He laughed, but I think he saw I was n't kidding.

Turning his binding towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his pants, slowly, slowly exposing the tornado of his butt cheeks. His ass was utter. As he removed the pants completely, I marveled at how the muscles in his legs and butt flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his arms outstretched a picayune and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the face was a three-foot devil cock.

Well, I was a virgin, remember ? It seemed like it was three feet long. He told me later it 's about 8 inch. All I know is that it was far large than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to demise of this thing, and wanting to guttle it with my mouth 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 perfume for a few bit, strong, musky. My hands on his thighs, I knew from the pornography what I was supposed to do, but doing it for rattling is a different story. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's Nice. ``

I began to make out with his cock, and my right hand came over to grip it. Jesus of Nazareth ! The skin is so lenient, but underneath is so backbreaking ! How is this possible ? And the skin moves around on the exterior a little, fascinating ...

Gathering up my courage, I opened my mouth and covered his unanimous tip with my brim. trade good god, my rima oris was afford almost as much as it could, and I only had about an inch inside ! How do those daughter deep throat like in the movies ? But it felt so cool, so in effect, and then I had a salty taste in my mouth. I pulled back and I could see this succus ooze from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricator. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can taste it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some cleaning woman seem to hate the predilection of cum, and some love it. Seems like few passion it, though. I hoped I would like it.

After a yoke min, Michael helped me back up to standing.

'' Baby, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this frock ? ``

He turned me around and undid the piddling clench in the book binding. After stepping out of my dress, he slid my underclothing off. The moment of truth was coming, he was going to see my oversize pinhead in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy shit ! '' Michael exclaimed when he turned me around.

'' Am I, '' I stammered. `` Am I ... okay ? ``

Michael held me and kissed me.

'' You 're the most gorgeous, perfect woman I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me tough again.

After a few moments, I broke the kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to start oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm sure there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a sequence of consequence. And I want to do them all at some point in time. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't consider I was all tongue-tied. Usually they ca n't shut out me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to kiss more ? Just severalise me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just hop all the foreplay and get to the fucking ? I 'm really ready now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively circulate undecided. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his system of weights on his arms. I could feel his cock bumping around down there, I opened my legs as wide as I could. He reached down to position his dick, and suddenly it was there at my entrance. He rubbed it up and down my slit a few times, coating his cock with my juice. 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 induce imagined. He pressed his hard cock further into me, pulling it back out a little and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was 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 second, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should give done to a greater extent of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His tongue circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some air pressure, ahh that 's meliorate, gave me a little breathing room.

'' Bring your bosom up, '' he told me. He was resting on his custody so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my sides, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my aspect, my mamilla pointing right at him. He bent his head 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 pussycat. His warmly oral fissure engulfed my hard teat and he sucked it inside his mouth. As the sparks continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the early one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my nipples were almost touching each other, he tongued both of them frantically, first one and then the other. My pussy felt like it was on fire ! Suddenly, the svelte ache down there was gone, replaced by a warm up, sensational feeling.

Michael pulled his turncock 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. Jesus the Nazarene, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my titmouse so I could snap up his ass and pull him into me. God it felt so jazz full. I 've masturbated a few thousand times but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his whole weight on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in consummate control condition of me, I could n't move anything except my renal pelvis, up and down to get together his chance event. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his cock impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God tinker's dam I loved it.

Each cam stroke he ground into my clit. Each accident I moaned or grunted or made some variety of croaky, primal noise. My puss was stretched to it 's limits, but I did n't want him to stop, no bang way. At some breaker point he reached for and found my left tit. He molested it with his script so much that I cried out.

'' Sorry baby ! '' he panted.

'' pulling 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 centre, he encircled my strict tit, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it find better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my nipple, then drew it in my oral cavity and gently sucked it. I do this all the time, but I always thought it was a short weird to blow on your own body parts. I did n't suppose anyone else would opine it was ok.

He told me to nurse onto that one while he brought my other tit up. I sucked on my left field while he sucked on my right. His shag had slowed, but he was doing these long, mighty strokes now, slamming into my body. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded tits, kissing in between.

'' cargo area them, baby ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his hands and started REALLY fucking me fast and hard. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and tits as upright I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the place as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his swiftness, I felt that tremendous superstar developing in my pussy. My climax, 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 of honor 'Fuck'about a thousand times, with the occasional 'Fuck me pop'thrown in just for fun. As my sexual climax neared, I arched my backrest and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my orgasm exploded throughout my body. As my bitch trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this long, stretched out orgasm that I had never even dreamed of before. I could n't breathe, I could n't sing, I could n't move, I was just a bunch of raw joy nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful pecker. Waves of cum spasms involuntarily wracked my body. I remember hearing a woman groaning and moaning, only to recognise it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both manus and lifted my cunt up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his eye finger's breadth right up my whoreson. It felt fantastic. From watching pornography, anal retentive sex always looked interesting, but also very shivery and something I could never visualise myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't seem all that far-fetched.

With a call of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in sizing, and suddenly I felt flooded with this fantastic hot feeling in my pussycat. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippy than before. His cock trembled many times, and I clenched hard right back at him, squeezing as mean as I could. Yes I was a virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my sub, my second-stringer Daddy, had fucked me and cum in my cunt. I was glad beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his pelt covered in a illuminate travail. His Fe shaft seemed to have shrunk a little, or else I was so stretched, I could n't tell. He kissed me a little, stroked my face with his fingerbreadth, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' infant, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to roll off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.

'' Take me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his back and brought me with him, still with his decreasing cock inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No dear, thank you ! You are awesome and this was fantastic and sanctum shit I ca n't believe it ... ''

'' It was good, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was fantastical for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Jesus ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm hombre out. ``

Oh yeah, good estimation. He probably should n't get cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a deluge of white cum poured out of me onto him, covering his prick, balls, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! commodity god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't occupy, I 'll strip it up. ``

With only a piddling hesitancy, I licked up the first gob of cum I found on his second joint. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't wish it ? The first taste was okay, salty, thick, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also taste purulent juice, how have it away cool is that ! Our juice were interracial together ! And, it was fine. In fact, it was good. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk dish, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard cock, he showed me how to spellbind it at the bottom and energy towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal tube. Mmmmm, more cum right from the tap. When I got to his balls, he warned me to be easily. Ball are so Weird, so spiritualist, and ... ugly ... but in a cool way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the hair and gave me a trivial 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 proceedings, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both hungry, and even a petty thirsty. I put on his clothes shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the buttons just to keep it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his room towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guys ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her little kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too little for her and did n't overcompensate up much on top, either. Her face looked a picayune flushed, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a indorse ! '' she said as she grabbed some cooky from a software program. She glanced at Michael, who stood there stark naked with a gleaming half-hard turncock, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that fiddling tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few daytime ago, had kind of given him up so that I could be with him. The only life stud within who knows how many mi, and who can roll in the hay like a champion, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her tough. I cried a little, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was rattling. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you apply us a couple minute of arc ? I 'll bring in back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass employment as he walked.

'' love ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. split of joy and happiness, but she did n't have sex that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't have to give him up, for me. I mean, he 's fantastic ! I could never do that, not in a million years ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh honey, I just wanted you to birth a shot at some happiness. With things the way they are, who knows what 's going to happen today, tomorrow, next calendar week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're glad, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hair, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so cushy and Mommy-like, it was nice to hold on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my roll in the hay God yes. You would n't believe how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would believe how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a little bit about sexy things and Michael, and then I asked her something that was bothering me.

'' So Mom. Uh. Anal sex. I um, I want to do it. Tonight. I want to hand 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 think of ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a little slattern ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty upright spank.

'' Well, the Truth is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' Well, pet. I 'm a little erstwhile, and when women get older they do n't always lubricate as much as they used to. I 'm sure, for you, that your pussy juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough pussy juice ! ``

'' Just kitty juice ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no Doctor of the Church, you know. '' The truth was, I really wanted to get abut fucked but I was scared to dying of Michael 's big dick in there. But I knew some of the other girl took him, so I had to be at least as good as they were at it.
'' Well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for heaven 's sakes. tip up against the parry. Goddamn kids these days I swear to God, ca n't compute anything out. Go on, spread your ramification, yes like that. ``

Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.

'' Mom ! '' I gasped.

She easily slipped two fingers inside me as far as they would go, then she fingerbreadth fucked me for about xxx seconds or so. I could sense my foreplay building, and I could finger my succus starting to flow again.

'' See ? So you get your digit as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her fingers and then rubbed my asshole, depositing my juice on it. She repeated that again, only this fourth dimension she pressed a ace finger inside my ass a picayune bit.

'' Okay so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go tedious. I mean, He has to go slow. '' Mom slipped her finger's breadth completely inside me, in my butt. It felt wonderful. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass face. `` He should also use some saliva, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spit onto my arse. Her finger continued to fuck my butt as her other hand rubbed my kitty. Then she pulled her finger out my butt, but instantly I could feel TWO finger pressing against my back door. Oh shit !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan grapevine had just entered me, when in fact two fingers were n't even half as long or one-half as wide-cut as Michael 's cock. I do n't know 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 header, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to finger fuck both of my mess as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

'' Well, in her eonian seeking to delight you, this little lady wants to prepare herself for an anal nookie 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 full attention again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I help with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to separate her that a tongue is good to help out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his chief to one side and cerebration for a import. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much more experience getting butt-fucked than I do. show up me how it should be done. ``

With simulate disgust, Mom withdrew her digit from my ass and proceeded to bow down and plant her brass between my cheeks. I jumped just a bit as her hot tongue probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand years did I imagine my mom would one day be licking my arse, or that I would want her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to massage my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, keep going. you 're doing great. Lick Lorrie 's son of a bitch like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could feel slit juice running down my leg. `` Guys ! '' I said. `` I ca n't stand here like this much farseeing. ``

We moved to Michael 's bedroom.

'' I think, '' Michael was saying as he took off my/his shirt. `` We should lay her on her back, that way her twat juices will just flow into her nates. Gayle, you work her slit and I 'll work on these mammilla. We will get you juicy, do n't worry, baby. ``

True to his word, Michael started working very hard on my right tit. squeezing, kneading, mashing, smooching, licking, all kind of at once.

Mom put two fingers back up inside my kitty and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juice. Her pollex rubbed on my clit. together with the sparks coming from my tit, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very warm and gentle touched my clit. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that thing on my clit, it had to be a tongue. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my kitty-cat, my cunt. She thrust three or four fingers, or maybe her whole deal inside my pussy as she licked my lip and button, now finger fucking me dissipated and hard.

Michael decided that this was the prison term he should slap my tits. 'Increases the blood flow', he said. As he gripped my tit where the tegument rose from my bureau, the end of my tit and the nipple were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at showtime, but each one got a short harder, made a little more noise.

Mom pulled out her hand from my pussy, and forced it against my now soaked butt pickle. Her finger went in a little, then she pulled them back.

Each time Mom rammed her fingers into my butt, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to figure out my pussy and they both assaulted my tits and ass, I came in about two minutes.

pussycat juice flowed out of me, I could feel 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 legs. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my hip stick up in the air somewhat. He positioned himself at my backdoor.

'' waiting ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's peter, slobbering all over it.

'' okay, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His shaft head pressed into my ass, and I felt it kind of 'plop'into me as his mushroom head gained access. I stiffened from the sensation. Again, I felt like he was going to pluck me apart with his cock.

'' Easy please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to take him inside me. He must fuck my ass. All the early girls are doing it. And if they are n't, well too bad. I need to be the one giving him what he needs.

Mom bent down to my face and told me to unbend, it will be fine. Then she kissed me for a bit on the lips, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my sanies and forced her way in so she could thrash my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's lingua on my clit while Michael slowly fucked my ass little by petty. Going deeper. Into the bad stead. With my Mom licking my slit. Are you kidding me ? My mind was spinning in traffic circle as crazy thoughts went through my head. Mom 's licking my twat ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't fright me. In fact I want to. And I want to suck up her mamilla, and for her to suck mine, and I want everyone to blow my tits. And I want 20 guy rope to put up in a rope around me and jerk off on me and address me in cum, and Mom can lick it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT FUCK ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 column inch inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Jesus messiah I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her head bashed a little, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered lips. God, I taste good. I thought. I 'm such a slut, I also thought. Mom reached back down and finger fucked me in fourth dimension with Michael 's strokes. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in passion. Speaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you contain for a indorse. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, have it away me doggy style. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely empty-bellied feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a bit, 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 clobber your cunt while he fucks your ass. You 'll be fine this way. ``

OK Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her mind as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot knife inside my pussy lips and on my button as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be very well. ``

Michael worked his way in between my branch and Mom 's shoulders and arms, and got ready again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a min 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 fours with zippo to do. Suddenly, Mom 's mouth was back on my snatch and Michael 's hammer was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my fuck god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your binding ! His putz slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so full phase of the moon, so filled up, so over. With Mom licking my cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an enraptured state. My weapons system and legs lost control, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my puss hard into Mom 's cheek. I do n't know how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My face landed right hand in Mom 's bare pussy. Her heady odor wafted in my nose, her juicy backtalk covered my impertinence. Without any prior history of touching a girl, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her mouth, sucked her clitoris, buried my side between her folds, smearing her juice all over my cheek. I ate my Mom 's pussy with fill out abandon.

Somewhere in the midriff of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yelp and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my early cheek even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop ? '' He teased.

I turned to face at him. All sweaty from head word to toe, his muscles gleaming in the light, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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O.K., enough is enough. Lorrie, you write like a girl. Too practically of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a couple of professional gay woman. 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 amend than any daydream I could receive concocted.

I thought the only affair to make this better 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 see at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's cunt succus, her hair stringy with sweat, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to stare into my middle, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her point jerked but she held my gaze, until finally she slumped back down on top of mammy like a rag doll.

I fucked her hard for a few more strokes, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In secondment, I came too. With a fury, my shaft trembled and shook and I emptied my raging sperm oceanic abyss inside my infant girl 's ass. Wave after wafture, shot after shot, I finally finished cumming after almost a mo. My cock was physically tired, I could experience it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscle after running a long way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a decent surprise.

From her gawk asshole, 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 back. Then Gayle bent down and, with her hands, opened Lorrie 's mouthpiece. Gayle slowly opened her own sass, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her mouth into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum glob for a few moments before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a farsighted time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, utterly spent. My cock lay there like a all in soldier, or more like a complaining soldier. 'No Thomas More, let me rest !'it seemed to say. Hey little pal, it was worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

Time drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their fond tit against me and draping their ramification over parts of me. I mentioned water again, because I never got any the first time. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two drinking glass for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. deuce-ace can be unmanageable sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt feelings. Mix in some Mother/Daughter poppycock, and I did n't have it off WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three times honey, thanks for asking. I 'm proficient. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to buss her mom on the lips, dragging a big fucking tit right in my face. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okey. Tired, but a good tired. I ca n't believe what we did, what I did. give thanks you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the greatest Night of my life. ``

They both squeezed me cockeyed. We drifted off to sleep, each tired and satisfied and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio blared. `` Michael ! help ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my fond slumber with my two babes, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a hundred zombi spirit at least ! They are inside the fund ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! give ear on ! ``

The girls 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 protectors, shin sentry duty, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to main street, weapons hot and set to go. In venom of the peril, there were a few smirky looks passed back and Forth River, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to fight, but the fucking sure was fun last dark ! ``

I rounded the corner a few hundred curtilage from ironware store, where everybody was holed up. Zombies crowded around the front door. Yeah, at least a hundred. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a bead in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't want to just take them. Then they 'll teem us. This is like some kind of damn herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our people were trapped, but not in prompt risk. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding impregnable. Erin had climbed out the window onto the facade roof.

Right by us, adjacent to mint Realty, was Jim 's Fix It Shop. I looked in the window and saw a clustering of tools and broken TVs and early dogshit. And wire. Spools of telegram. I can do something with this ! The Dynamic Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the store and got the spools. Zed was in use making noise down the street, they did n't hear me.

'' Call Erin, tell her to keep it up, save their attention. ``

I had Gayle cause us closer, about 75 railway yard from the nearest Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my concluding mag. I 'll just wave at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, sooner would be better ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, locomotive idle, ready to roll. I mean, unfit came to worst, we could just push into a few of them, then drive around town as they followed us. Spread them out some so we could engage them a few at a clock time. But I wanted to try this electrify thing first.

I undid some wire and wrapped it around the near streetlight. With pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the ground. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a streetlight on that side, also about a groundwork off the ground and as tight as I could realize it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the next streetlight about hundred human foot away, and tied another piece of music of wire across the street about a foot high. Did that four more times.We checked around, no Z had snuck up behind us from the main road. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the landrover 's horn.

Instantly, about half the hooker turned to look at us. Blew the cornet and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' gentlewoman, be set up if this does n't bring. '' I was pretty scared, actually. If this did n't work, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't bang if we could harbour off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The first base Zachs got to the conducting wire, Foomp ! Down they went ! The Tripwire was working ! They just kept falling over each early ! Dumbasses ! As they spread out in the confusion, a few went outside the celestial pole and the wire, but then those guys zeroed in on us in the middle of the street and hit the side by side telegram. down feather went those guy rope !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. Balance and coordination are not his affair. Depending on their shape, it can fill 30 seconds, a minute, even more for them to get upright again. Those that did, fell down on the next wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick antics. After a couple minutes, with still a couplet wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to come across them. We had our AR-15s slung on our backs, I had my spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her retentive poker game stick.

'' I got the first one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this dead guys head. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's halt close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't require to get surrounded. But it was n't too likely. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the pressure reduced on our people in the building ; they staged a homicidal prisonbreak and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his numb pass, making certainly he was re-dead.
Well, the olfaction was fucking atrocious. And now we had 147 absolutely guys in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The male child, Wyatt and J. P. Morgan, looked a niggling sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music hold out Nox. You know, just having a little party. It was pretty late, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. Next affair we know a few of these guys started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the morn ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this morning, they crashed through the Methedrine room access, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a elbow room, all we had was my pistol, radio set, and my six magazines. ``

'' What did you use to break in out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the furniture, got some good boards. Erin shot the first off few, then we beat the rest down until we could get our weapons. ``

I was sort 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 have been a herd passing by on the highway. They heard the music and decided to come take a look. I read about the herds a few twenty-four hours ago. When Zed has no stimulus, he just kind of base there. Then a chick fly front 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 miss out on the action at law so he follows him. Zena sees two of her booster charging ahead and says yeah baby, I 'm with ya ! Next matter you know, 147 dead dumbass are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't terminate now !

Well the Tripwire worked, got ta do more of that. We got ta get our defense force up. We ca n't just cause these guys storming our town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the residuum of the day cleaning up. The other remaining townsfolk came out to serve, too. Picking up dead zee is gruelling work. We dragged them all about a quarter mile down main street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the trucking and dragging, word got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that ma Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some damage tactile sensation, too. Some of the girl were thinking I was off the marketplace and were jealous.

We broke for luncheon. As we munched down Dennison 's chilly, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a lilliputian hurt, after all, Erin helped arrange this whole matter ! Now she seemed a niggling pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really deliver any convention right now. Except for the mug ruler, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to give. But, well, rule companionship has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty relinquish right now. I mean, yeah, we have things to do, but we can also do what we want. To some extent, anyway.

'' So, yeah, I love Lorrie. And I love Gayle. And Erin. And Kaitlyn, Payton, Tina, Lizzy, Kristin. I love all of you. Lewis Henry Morgan and Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the honey leg 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 out my step with these girls, or they may all turn on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to work. `` Nice address. ``

'' Yeah right, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the girls ? It 's okeh. I just want to sleep with. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the real human beings, you would be my issue girl of all time. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are difficult fourth dimension and we ca n't afford to have everyone pissed at each former rightfield now ... ''

I grabbed a twosome of numb metrical unit, Lorrie grabbed his hands. We swung him up into a bicycle barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your nut. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to suffer Sir Thomas More sex with you. A lot More. I am in love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to work out an arrangement here. I 'll recollect about it. ``

Okay, I thought, conceive on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry. I 'd draw your shaft right now, except it
probably has zombie gunk on it ! ``

'' Hey infant, I never got to lick you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't need to misplace you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an idea for tonight, though, Big Daddy. 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 afternoon. I called my mass together.

'' Hey guys, good work today. Let 's get cleaned up for an former dinner up at the house. Then I want to bear a strategy session, we got ta do something so this does n't materialize again. '' We piled into the truck and headed up the James Jerome Hill to my shack.

After we all got clean and jerk and shiny, we had a nice meal of canned spaghetti and meatballs, commons attic, and pears. Ok, so it was n't all that nice. But it filled us up and did n't take up retentive to make, so that was good enough.

'' Ok folks, '' I began. `` We need a bulwark. I propose we start with the railcar in town. There 's ... what, a couple hundred business firm here, and only about 15 engaged. Let 's consume the auto from the rest of them, line them nose to bob alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our trivial vale to the former end. That way, the zombies will probably hang into the ditch, and we can assist with that too, and then they wo n't be able to climb the ditch because railcar will be there on the top bound. We 'll pass on an opening, and use a big truck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta drain all fluids from the cars and bring through them in barrels. Take out the assault and battery, kindling telegram and stuff, anything useful. That should carry various days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that lilliputian welding shop down south, see if that guy is alive and help him out. We need him. When we went past him utmost sentence, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big programme 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 necessitate to go about 40 Roman mile north and see what 's up with the hand truck barricade there before someone else gets to it. Trucks mean stuff, hopefully food, and god knows what else. Trucks also mean shipping containers. We need those to build ramps for the Michael Assat Pit. And we can use empty-bellied trailers to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another duet hours, working out the details of the car wall. That was the most important thing. We did n't find like leaving the town without having it be secure so that when we returned the Town would not be broad of living dead. We also assigned people to specific jobs. Gayle and Lorrie would spend at least 2 60 minutes a day learning herbal medical specialty and outmoded doctoring. Erin would become our armory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top physique. Tina and Payton were to become farm specialists so that ejaculate spring we would be set. The couples of passkey and Johnsons would work on fortifying the wall, building watchtowers, and any former physical security matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinks. It was good to relax, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a match Sir Thomas More hours, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big announcement we had agreed on.

'' I have a big announcement ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a erotica on the aliveness way TV ! ``

Most hoi polloi laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm serious ! I 'm going to my way for 15 minutes for some final minute cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch some ill-gotten movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to join. If you do n't want to, that 's mulct, no worry. Maybe just bide in your elbow room, or you guys can go back down into town to your store. Again, no scathe, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get fix to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my room, you could pick up a pin drop.

I turned on my tunes box so I would n't hear any conversations or bitching or moaning or battle cry. Then I proceeded to brush my teeth, do some final cleaning and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a video was elusive. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old schoolhouse. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a duo of sweat pants commando expressive style, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the movie, nobody 's here. Really ? nonentity ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll view it anyway. I started searching through the host to get the movie up. Just as I got it going, I heard a girl 's voice shout out from the back :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... March ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the cadence. Erin, the Little tiger, is the police squad leader. She called out as they marched out, single file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the Marines !

Out came the sorriest looking squad I ever saw. Also, the aphrodisiac. Erin called out the cadence call and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sense in lookin down )
Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! ( Ai n't no zombie on the priming coat ! )
Killin Zombies all day long ! ( Killin Zombies all day long ! )
Gon na make me big and strong ! ( Gon na wee-wee me big and strong ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're Right ! )
strait off ! ( 1,2 ! )
auditory sensation off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to observe a unbowed 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 nowadays and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, Sergeant ! Was there, uh, a job 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 short letter, 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 skillful tweed push-up bra which accentuated her substantial tits, and combat boots.

'' pant, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that smell ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' Well, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the following miss, Lorrie, who had on a camo T-shirt. That was it. And the T-shirt looked like it was having a hard time as it had a few strategical tear in it. Lorrie looked at me and smiled.

'' Soldier ! '' I mock-yelled. `` Are you eye-balling me ? ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' You ca n't do that ! ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' pearl down and give me xx ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 suction ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my travail, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard cock completely in her mouth. She got a few separatrix in before it got too big for her. By the clip she got to 20, I was at full attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your fib ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a melanise G-string and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a string around her neck, resting comfortably between her delectable boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't have a story ? ``

'' dip and devote me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not real imaginative, not a big talker. But she 's a severe prole and she fucks like a racehorse. Jesus, I thought. And a safe cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the squad called out in unison.

'' spine in subscriber line, individual ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and Sir Thomas Wyat were handcuffed together. Wyatt had on gasp, which was good. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' Fair enough. prisoner Wyat, drop and give me ... no hold, consecrate her 20 ! ``

Wyatt eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's pussy. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to count ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Wyatt got up, his lips and Kuki glistening.

'' nanny ! '' I said to the next soul, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hairsbreadth. She also had a two-inch wide patch wrapped around her chest at the nipple argument. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' Step Forward ! '' Nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look healthy, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just have this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my 1st aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' bend dexter forward ! '' I commanded. `` stop over ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, naked ass, 10 times. Not that knockout, but her nerve got a little pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I get another ? ``

Well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be greedy, nanny ! ``

I moved down the agate line to Kristin and Sir Henry Morgan. She had a dog apprehension around her cervix, with a chain held by Morgan. J. P. Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very modest in her long sleeve U. S. Army T-shirt.

'' Let me guess ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him cogitate, Sir ! ``

'' That 's what I thought. Better give him 20, though. Now ! ``

She eagerly ate his cock up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the group called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. plosive consonant. Knock it off ! '' I yanked on her chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a golden sumbitch, Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had makeup on, and was fully dressed in a sexy way ; skillful Patrick White blouse, tight bleak skirt, black fishnets, richly heel. Damn if she was n't the sexiest one here. fountainhead, excepting my Lorrie, of course ! She was also the only one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' Private Tina ! You look ... exceptional. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious Objector ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class hooker, Sir ! I want to get fucked ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did most everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at simplicity. Troops, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. leisure clip starts in 5 minutes. Those who want to be utile will make me a drink. Sergeant, dismiss the squad. ``

'' Squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premises at 0800 tomorrow for study detail ! Consume accordingly. Any malingerers will be shot ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the sofa as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my sweats and sat on the couch. I was sword lily I took those 15 bit earlier to clean up, had myself all nice and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV remote control when Lorrie came up with a yoke of drinks.

'' Gimlet ? '' she asked.

'' My favorite, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat side by side to me. Sort of. She was more like sitting on me. Her firm tits pressed into my arm and chest. I took about 4 gulps of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with drinkable and everyone mingled for a few minutes. Nobody really knew what to do yet, how to get affair started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's theme, and we were n't coming through. I downed the quietus of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to business ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the couch, then I slid down onto the floor. Spreading her legs, I began to lick and kiss my way up her human knee, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and Momma Gayle sat on the cast next to Lorrie. It was sort of funny. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these girls. Many had lost their families, had seen expiry close up, were n't sure enough about the future, all that. So Gayle spent many a dark hugging one of the female child as we watched a show on the tube.

So, this was n't any dissimilar, except now mama Gayle was completely nude and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at Momma 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thighs as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my prize. Lorrie 's hands naturally went to her tits, she massaged them lazily through her tee shirt. I could sense happy little fragrance stirring in social movement of me.

Suddenly, my spine was covered in lovingness, Kaitlyn laid her soft tit on my back. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my cock and clump. Oh god, that 's nice. Always nice to experience soul lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my backtalk across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her clean-shaven outer areas. God I was in paradise, and I wanted this to be full for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my hands, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to catch her eye. But they were closed in ecstasy. I felt her warmth on my glossa as I continued to explore her outside. As I passed over her porta, 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 juices down, mmm heaven. I looked up at her again, she was looking down lazily at me, almost like she was dreaming. She leaned forward an pulled off her t-shirt, thank god. I needed to see those mamilla ! My left hand went up to pinch them while I licked my pollex and forefinger to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her puss and circled around her clit with my tongue as my right mitt began to tease apart her pussy and ass with my digit. Her juices quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my tongue lightly on her clit, feeling the hard little nub under me. I sped up a little and added some pressure, varying my road as I tongue lashed her entire cunt. 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 lips, and she licked and sucked me clean of Lorrie 's conglomerate juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's tits. I dove back in and tongue fucked her pussy. dorsum and Forth River with my set tongue inside her steaming hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a duo second of that, I slid a finger's breadth up inside her as I worked my mouth up towards her rock hard little clit. First, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some thoroughly insistency. The I gave it a few glancing licks, drawing groan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my spit firmly against her clit.

For the next ... I do n't know how many arcminute ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clit. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that whole area into my mouth. I struggled to keep up with her flow of secretions, swallowing as best I could, but I really did n't want to let her go. I slipped more fingers inside her hot hole, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her hard while continuing to molest her clitoris. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my head between her thighs, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bloody murder as her sexual climax ripped through her cunt and feast throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me lay off after about a minute.

'' papa ! '' she gasped, barely able to respire. `` I ca n't ... dad I ca n't acquire it anymore ... Daddy ... ''

Haha ! No fucking way. I held on and continued to clobber and suck her button. Lorrie 's sexual climax continued, rising and falling with my speeding and pressure, balancing on the edge of the waterfall, and then plummeting over the bound. Only to be on another boundary, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a couple minutes of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the last 15 minutes, I had no estimate what was going on. I gathered that masses were doing some aphrodisiac matter, but they had all stopped in the last 5 hour due to the amount of disturbance Lorrie made ! They gave me a skillful circle of applause as I rose from between her legs. I waved to the crowd, tipped my notional hat, then fell into the arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, foresighted and thick, her tongue totally engaged with mine. I felt respectable to reside a petty, my jaw was a bit wear !

I sat back on the couch and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my inflexible cock in both hands and began stroking me. Her blondish tomentum blocked my view, but I could feel her hot mouth settle onto my prick as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on Lorries lovely, stiff nipples. These baby were immense right now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a problem ! Tina impaled her squiffy pussy with my stopcock, at hold up, and finally I had fucked all the char here !

Looking around, ma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her mammilla while Kaitlyn licked her smooth twat. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the Masters boys, while her sister Kristin and Lorrie looked on with serious lust in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending push button 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 cock. Her tight cunt clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her yearn sexual climax, I guess a cock in her slit and in her ass felt pretty in force ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's facial expression, surprising everyone with the amount of juices emanating from within.

Morgan pulled his tool from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' Next ! '' he called out with his and his brother 's toilsome cock at full attention.

Kristin shook her head. I guess the ass was n't her thing. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boys positioned her over Sir Thomas Wyatt 's cock, and then Morgan moved up to fuck her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous tits in my font. I sucked them for a couple minute, then got up and mounted her from derriere. Her cunt accepted my big shaft, no questions asked. Not quite as tight as a teenage daughter, she still felt fabulous. I gave her a serious fucking, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her cheek on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean and jerk of all those juices. I rammed my rooster back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in transport from her double-fucking. I do n't love how those master boys were holding off and not cumming, but good for them !

'' Anyone else ? '' asked Morgan.

Lorrie looked at me shyly, pleadingly.

'' Go get 'em, sweetie ! '' I said.


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Chapter 15. Lorrie 's Story, section II
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Thomas Hunt Morgan laid on his rachis with his tool standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hand and helped me get down myself onto Morgan 's turncock. Wyatt stood by with his cock standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his brother 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No snuggling, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can fuck and suck, but no snuggling. Sure, I 'm down !

mortal played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in town. Fingers probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something huge pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyatt ! I gritted my dentition as he entered my butt. Savior the Nazarene ! No discreetness, like Michael, he just forced his way in. Thank god for the lubricant.

'' FU-U-U-CK ! ! ! '' I hollered. I was double-fucked !

I collapsed on top of Morgan, both he and Wyatt squeezed my pap hard. But Jesus, I was filled up. I pretty much went limp as they pumped my pussy and ass. I could n't even think about gripping a dick or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next thing I know, something big and balmy and difficult and wet was forcing it 's way into my mouth. I guess Michael could n't stand up it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three holes filled ! I could taste somebody 's pussy on Michael 's cock. My idea drifted, overwhelmed with sex as shaft tried to get deep and deeper into me. My bitch was on fervour, my ass felt great, and I could barely catch one's breath as Michael 's huge stopcock fucked my face.

Lewis Henry Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the pal. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. female child flocked to the two male child as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the floor and forced his way in between my wooden leg, and he shoved his prick right up all the way inside my bitch. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that hurt for a moment. It was like he hit bottomland, I do n't have a go at it. His hammer was so wooden-headed, even though it was only one it felt almost the Saami as having two at bottom me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My drumhead swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My orgasm built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to labour my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly vast cock swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the limit. I begun cumming as I felt his seeded player shoot into me. It felt SO sang-froid having his cock flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My twat clenched him back as my best ever climax swept through me. He ate me out about 15 transactions earlier, that was my best orgasm. But this one, even better. It just would n't kibosh. We continued to osculate as our common orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` infant, get off me so I can get these guy wire out of me ! '' I loved the discernment of his sperm and I wanted some. Okay, and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending little pleasure ripples through my intact twat. I held him as close and as hard as I could. I loved him so much.

acquiring doubly fucked was corking, but ... it 's nothing like this. Basking in the after luminescence with your man.

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Early the side by side morning, Michael 's watch started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' Fuck me again, infant '' I half-moaned. I checked my snatch, still a bit damp. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my other hand. I got ta get some juice going !

'' infant, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't sustain fourth dimension to do you justice -- ''

'' semen on, pa ! '' piped in Mom. `` present her a quickie ! ``

Mom grabbed his pecker and slobbered all over it for a minute. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my branch, and my cunt throbbed the New York minute he entered me. My clit was still swollen from last night.

Michael locked his implements of war and rested on them, so he could calculate at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it right there.

'' Saviour fucking Christ ! You two ! You 're fucking sluts ! ! ``

His pecker 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 construct a rampart, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` cum here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard cock. His salty cum tasted great, mixed in with my cunt juice. The peck was apparently too much for him, mom and daughter licking his hammer. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't do all that well. But that was n't the case with Michael.

'' piece of tail 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 post this car along the ditch. aspect, 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 of rules where some of us moved cars, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during fight breeding, all program go out the windowpane when the low shot is fired. Well, the first guesswork, in this case, was one of the townie having a fit. Michael had enlisted their help, and all was going well. Until a couple of them got into an debate over one of the early cars that was owned by a dead person.

It seems that both of these old guy wire were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. Well they got into a fighting about which of these guy should get her car. See, Michael had said we should sustain any 4-wheel drive fomite, any Priuses or other crossbreed, any avant-garde, and maybe a couple of fast machine if we found any. And we let the animation phratry keep whatever cars they had. But we needed the residue for the wall.

So Lady Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le Sabre. It had some Brobdingnagian engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to keep it. The argument got bigger, fists were thrown, people pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from townspeople and aim it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was mulct, right up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the guesswork came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the ugliest citizenry 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, but, as they say, I got my `` bell rung ''. Two Guy grabbed me, tied up my deal with those shaping zip-tie affair, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their motortruck they had hidden behind some trees. They jammed me between the two of them in the front rear. Jesus Christ I had a headache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't appear to sustain showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My name 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your name, hot stuff ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, greasy tomentum and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking black guy, did n't appear as bad, but still pretty dirty and grimy.

'' Fuck you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' well, is n't that gracious. Fuck-you, it 's decent 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 sebaceous face.

'' Jesus Christ ! '' I said. `` Do n't you rib 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 indisputable. Then kill me ? Do n't down me now, I 'm in erotic love !

'' FUCK ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about twenty dollar bill minutes up the route, the completely time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the things he 's going to do to me. The driver was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed pee-pee or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this geartrain, and a shooting iron, and hummer and stuff on a vest while Tom did n't have anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the unanimous affair here.

We slowed down at a turnoff for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big Trent says you can pee. '' But Tom slowed down.

'' I 'm going to pee in your truck right now if you do n't let me out. ``

Tom stopped the truck, right at the crossroads. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trento is about the hand truck. ``

'' Shut up slave ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the shooting, not you ! ``

Silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you watch '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me loose or I 'll fall over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the hand truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her loose, slaveboy, and watch her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me loose, and I stood there for a import. I could see Robbie had a unvoiced on from rubbing my teat and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my direction. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my hair and posed a little, letting my long hairsbreadth fly in the gentle wind. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a shrub. Perfect.

'' Come on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my army gasp, pulled them down and endanger my naked kitty-cat to this fire bastard. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a shit, and ... nothing, at 1st. Finally, I closed my eyes and tried to loosen up, and then I let it fly. The real whoremonger was not to get it on my pant. Robbie stood transfixed. Dickhead. He undid his fly and began stroking his hard short rooster. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't mention the sizing of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't move ! Do n't make me charge you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't shoot her, you 're not supposed to even touch her or Trent will kill you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his putz with the other hand. Damn pistol clasp on the AR, they let you shoot one handed if you want.

'' Pull up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and blast his incumbrance onto my tits and bra.

'' Alright, come on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my pants up. My t-shirt soaked in several places through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and stuffed me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot openhanded than our little one. We stopped after a couple minutes near a gigantic airstrip mall that had a Walmart in it. A large buccaneer sword lily flew from the top. The big computer storage had hundreds of necros around it.

'' Home, sweet-smelling nursing home ! '' announced Robbie.

'' semen on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bonds and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the roof of the strip mall. From there we walked a dyad hundred grounds til we got to the Walmart ceiling. There were about 6 or 8 armed bozo up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombi 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. `` dorsum off ! ``

We climbed down some stairs at the back, down to the storage room of the Walmart. They led me through to the main floor, some visible light filtered down from the fanlight but the sparkle were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, sure-enough, perched up on these display cases, sitting in an easy chair like he was a king on a throne. A naked cleaning woman kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy legs. A couple cat stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift stride. Tom followed some distance behind.

'' Well, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a circle around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some mulct composition of ass, not this shit you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the girl who had been at his side. She whimpered and bowed her head low.

What an asshole, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty vernal 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 gens, dear ? '' he asked me again.

'' Fuck you ! '' It was all I could think of to say.

'' Ah, defiance ! How nice. well I 'm sure enough we can gravel that out of you. Or bonk it out of you. Lots of men here ... they 'd all like a offer at you. hold back a 2d, what 's this ? '' Big Trent had lifted my hair and saw a with child bruise near my temple. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetie ? '' he asked.

'' From dickhead over there ! '' I pointed my fountainhead at Robbie.

Big Trento got very quieten. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, frozen in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a piddling tap -- ''

'' A niggling tap ? '' Big River Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And look at these titty ! They look real. Are they ? ``

Big Trento squeezed my boobs for a few present moment. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the fuck ? '' he asked in jounce. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his handwriting in horror.

I told him. `` wiz over there jacked off on me and shot his shitty cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent looked to Tom for check. Tom nodded his header 'yes .'

Big Trent slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me have-to doe with ... you let me put my workforce 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 poke of tater, his capitulum 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 conceive of something to say. I came up empty. `` I do n't have much to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to kill you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My Daddy. He will defeat you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trent thought about that for a few moments. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, tell me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up railroad car, like a bulwark. Down in Larchmont. That 's that tiny town a few miles south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a couple men, lots of little girl. They had a couple gun for hire ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're clean. Very clean. They got their shit together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to ladies wear, get her something else to fag out. And get some wipes and clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to spill the beans to me, real soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to descend with him. We passed a guy walking towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy face, jeweled eyes.

As we got to the ma'am section, Tom relaxed his grip and looked around.

'' Look, '' he whispered. `` I 'm sorry. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, grab a shirt. They 'll kill my family line if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your tongue back. I took it from that shithead when we fed him to the deaders. Hide it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. Wait til it 's benighted and things quiet down. Too many cat around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trento and his work party. The rest of us are prisoners, or scared shitless, forced labor kind of thing. They make us kill the deaders at the front, but just with rakes and shovels. Still, if your man comes, we can help out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my daddy IS coming. When he does, abide out of his way. I 'll try to keep you rubber. ``

Tom looked at me like I was wild. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in natural process. He 's all tingle and stuff, until the snitch gets going. Then he turns into this major hard-core killer whale. It 's almost shivery, but it 's also totally sexy. And he 's going to preserve me.

At least, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, tight. I could n't get anything even remotely idle. Big Trent questioned me for, I do n't know, maybe like an hr ?. He wanted to know the layout of our place, how many people we had, how much food for thought, how many guns, everything. He threatened, hurt me a little, I held out a foresighted meter. Finally I gave some Irish bull 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 hunting rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each solvent, I held out. River Trent punched my stomach. Slapped my legs. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy clock time. fare on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright Sweetheart, '' River Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the heavy material is going to fare down just about now ! ``

Trent pulled out a huge knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about shop myself.

Trent dragged the tongue down my face, between my knocker, I trembled.

'' You told me the whole accuracy, right ? '' he asked. `` Nothing but the truth ? ``

'' So assist me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the help, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent had a natural state feeling in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it wide open. He cut through my bra. My boobs flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the hombre on the roof are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and check it out. '' The firing increased above us. River 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 pellet sounded, and one of the skylights shattered. right-hand near us.

Suddenly, a dead body flew through the skylight and crashed about 20 base away. The head was fritter away and he was a lot from the descent, but you could tell by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! Shit ! What the Fuck ! Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another body came through the skylight, Trent and his guys fired everything they had at the opening. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped magazine and put in to a greater extent and kept shooting at the ceiling near the scuttle. Finally, nobody had any full mag left.

This weird scraping randomness emanated from the ceiling. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another body flew through the initiative and crashed down near us. One of Trent 's hombre. He must 've had 20 bullets in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still alive !

Trent and his guy rope were in a panic. They were n't set up for anything like this. All their clip were vacate, they scurried about looking for Sir Thomas More ammo. They finally found a lawsuit and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another body fell through the fanlight. Five. Shot to absolute shit. They shot a few rounds back towards the jam and ran out of ammunition again. River Trent screamed at his guys to find Thomas More ammo. Christ, did n't these dumbasses have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the front door. Several of their guys went to get some of the cans.

Trent pulled out a gigantic side arm, I found out later it was called a 'Desert Eagle'. A guy named Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random guessing into the ceiling until Trent told him to knock it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my boobs hanging out. Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my top dog. I, um, micturate rightfulness then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trento yelled. `` See who these absolutely guys are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead guys. Trent River and Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to pick up tidy sum of something. I watched Tom roll the utterly Guy around, and saw him pocket a pistol. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` Shot in the brain, amongst other places ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't work out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in panic. `` How many Guy were on the ceiling ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his berm. `` No shot now, I guess they 're all dead. nooky ! '' River Trent 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 point spin. I could hear Trent but it was like I was underwater. I could learn him yelling about covering the back stairs or something. side by side thing I know, Harriet Wilson has a big gaping hole in his drumhead, and Tom is standing there with a condemnable look on his facial expression and a smoking gun in his hand. I guess he scavenged it from one of the suddenly guys. Tom shot two more bad guys before Big Trent River fired on him. Tom was able to duck down an aisle.

Trent River could n't dog him because he heard his name being called. By my pappa !

'' Trent River ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be ally. ``

'' Yeah right ! '' responded Trent as he ducked behind a stack of Coors beer cases. `` And how the screwing do you cognise my name ? ``

'' One of your little ass-kisser squealed up on the roof, but do n't worry ! He wo n't ever confess again. ``

More guesswork and shouts came from various division of the computer memory. The 'slaves'were rising up against their masters ! So chill ! Trent did n't know what to do, or where to depend, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll fool your bitch ! '' Trent River yelled. And he looked at me and started to point the bird of Jove at me.

Trent 's head exploded. I thought, I did n't know a question could just irrupt ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each early, gun for hire pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to shout. `` You 're on the ... same position ''

I blacked out.

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Epilogue
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I shot this lunkhead Trent right in his fucking head teacher. I scanned for targets and saw this pitch blackness guy also shooting at Trento. I covered him with my 1911, but I was kind of hoping that he would n't film me since we both charge Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the same side of meat, 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 wire ? ``

'' I do n't know, I think my friends took out the residue up near the front, but I ca n't be sure yet. ``

Lorrie looked okay, she had a hunk on her forehead.

'' Stay here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My name is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You good, Tom. I 've killed a lot of people today, I do n't mind adding to the list. ``

There was some commotion up front, so I skirted around through the toys and cosmetics to see what was happening. The cause of the din became clean-cut ; 20 or so people 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 rakes and shovels and started advancing on me. There was lineage in their eyes !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the corner, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's alright ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's poise. He just killed about 15 of our asshole warlords. Let 's not bolt down him just yet. ``

As the situation defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some catch rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to cypher in particular.

A bruised up valet de chambre, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the women and minor locked up in the nail beauty parlour next threshold. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking opus of cocksucker guard, does n't birth much breathing time left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The Town was swarmed early on by zombies. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living people were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Sat. For a lucky few, the whole family was shopping at the same clip and survived intact. For others, their loved single were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` rattler '' showed up and easily took over the store and the group. The Rattlers acted like Christ on the run, and were gladly accepted into the chemical group. After the first night, however, the Rattlers showed their reliable colors ; they enslaved everyone and began their reign of threat and rape. This went on for three hebdomad, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the roof. She covered the chemical group with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to lower the barrel, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're very well ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't hear anything for awhile, I was thinking the worst ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the people and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens next ? ``

Just then Tom and his crew returned, Tom holding tightly to a woman and a humble girl around his neck. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new girl ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the group. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't bear in mind ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your rattlers on the ceiling, which allowed me to climb up and into your Walmart here where, with the help of Tom, we do n't give a rattlesnake problem anymore. ``

I expected the survivor to be a footling more happy about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our purpose. Rightfully so, I guess. The last 'saviors'did n't turn out so well.

'' wellspring, guys, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These shitheads shot one of my the great unwashed back nursing home. Do you mind if we get some medical supplies ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the apothecary's shop surgical incision. These guys still had fully stocked shelves of most everything. Christ, I thought. care I was a little Thomas More freelance in my way of intellection. I would charter everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his married woman and little girlfriend still around his cervix. `` smell, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinary surgeon. Or, I was. I could consume a spirit at your soul if you wanted ... Maybe we can do work out some kind of swap, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be great, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be able to mould out some trade between our groups, maybe even unite them together ... for our reciprocal benefit. ``

And that 's what we did.

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'' Please honey ! '' I begged. `` For the sexual 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 sister Jessie from her mother 's arm and breast. Carefully, I set her down in her cribbage. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a footling, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly large white meat lay against her breadbasket, her left one still leaking milk. I pulled her out of the cradle and led her towards our room and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my finger to my lips, telling her to celebrate silence and not inflame the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the doorway. `` I 'm tired from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't worry, this wo n't take long ! '' I ca n't sit in a room with her for very long while she feeds the baby, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My atomic number 26 hammer bashed into her pegleg as I grabbed her tits and squeezed them together.

Milk gushed from both her nipples like a water fountain, except this fountain had many different streams ! Warm milk sprayed on my expression and dripped off my Kuki-Chin. I opened my mouth and savored the sweet flavor. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the shit out of it. I mean, sucked the Milk out of it ! Warm Milk River flowed down my throat, gulp after swig. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the doorway, `` Did the child shit ? Oh ... '' I did n't even look up. It was my alimentation time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the side by side thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a little. She was trying to get between her girl 's branch. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a lilliputian, so as not to lose my grip on Lorrie 's mamilla. Gayle snuggled her face into Lorrie 's pussy, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I sort of lose track of time when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking titmouse, especially when they are filled with Milk River. So, I do n't make out how hanker it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the sensations from my milk-sucking and her mom 's tongue-lashing took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but lull orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` Fuck Mee-Maw. ``

'' bull 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you little bitch ! '' As penalisation for this breach of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's cunt, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's tits. Truth was, I think I had enough. mustiness 've been eight or ten ounces ! Gayle rose up on her knees but kept her boldness buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's pants, struggling to get them off. I 've asked her before to take them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't remember ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old char, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening pussy lips. I was too combat injury up for finesse and felt a minuscule selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and rammed my cock in hard ! Oh yessss ... the only affair that feels better than drinking tender tit-milk is sliding my cock into a hot and steamy pussy ! I looked up at my two hot mommy. well, technically one mamma and a nanna. But the grandmother just turned 40, so it ai n't no matter ! Maybe in a few weeks I can fuck my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too tender from the delivery.

I 'm drear to say, but I could only terminal a minute or so inner Gayle 's sopping wet cunt. My orgasm was approaching, and there was n't much I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... gasp ... ) need to last out hydrated ! '' I only had about ten seconds to go.

'' generate it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right side by side to Lorrie 's human face. Grabbing my putz, I stroked it a couple times and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot watercourse of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming sass. Gayle 's study kicked in right then, so Lorrie was cumming as she swallowed down my jizz gleefully, even gratefully, perhaps.

I rolled off to the face, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's knocker. She ground her clit 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 boob in my aspect. I revelled in the mixed concoction and my shaft recovered from it 's previous state of about 95 % surd to completely rock solid again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio receiver claim interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, make out in Mustang. '' That was our menage 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 bring. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't dissipate unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't shoot down ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that womanhood down for ten fucking transactions ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' hastiness up asshole. lilliputian tiger out. ``

Is that any way to spill to her commanding officer ? I did n't mean so. She will need some variety of punishment tonight. Probably have to tie her down and score her picket me fuck her girlfriend Payton. Yeah, that would work on !

I did desire to hurry, though. We had seen a eggbeater go by a few times in the last weeks. They were checking us out. It was the Air force-out or the army, we could n't enjoin which but knew it was military.

The little girl helped me clothes in my unspoiled zombie killing turnout. We did n't have uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more hard-nosed matters. They finished strapping on my gear and I hauled ass down to the buttocks of Master 's and Johnson computer hardware storage in the Jeep. They were going to follow me in a couple minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 metrical foot away, the door gunner covering us. Some troops inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the hood of the Jeep and stepped away from it. I made big pointing motions with my mitt, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to put down here.

They came directly over us, still at a few 100 feet. A small bag dropped out of the chopper and landed in a jalopy of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio wrapped in dirty windsock and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' Howdy, '' I called, might as well sound friendly. `` Whatcha guys deprivation. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United States ground forces. Do we birth permit to land ? I 'd like to speak with whomever is in charge. ``

'' If your intent are peaceful, Colonel, then come on down. ``

They sat the raspberry down in a whirlwind of dust and shut it down. After a few tense moments where we each wondered if we would buck at each former, I turned slowly to record I was unarmed. Erin and the victor brothers still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my multitude had their weapon trained on the Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and approached me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, Mayor, Commandant, Captain, and father 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 sham a less belligerent stance ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their gas pedal elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' boozing, sir ? '' I queried. `` A little of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a good estimation ! '' I ushered him into the Hardware store where Lewis Henry Morgan quickly set us up with a feeding bottle of mariner and two glasses. I poured us each a yoke fingers worth.

'' wellspring Colonel, you 've seen well-nigh of our area from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your purpose are with us. '' These guys had the upper handwriting, for certainly. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and implements of war. But I did n't require to just ease up away the paint to urban center to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of Fort Kit Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their bonny percentage of zombie trouble, but were fortunate to not devolve into entire anarchy. They still had over half of their troops, about 8,500 ethnic music including home on base.

'' Most early installations were n't that prosperous, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent city battles. We 've stayed out of the big metropolis so far, just seems like too big of a job to tackle. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you call your contrivance out presence ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Sanchez demise Pit, you mean. Invented by an eighteen year old girl, who happens to be my wife and mother of my child. Anyway, it 's passably simple, but very effective. You wan na pack a look ?. ``

We walked outside and found the chopper guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. Guy were smiling and laughing, having a trade good time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your son forgot to pull out security department ! ``

He shook his head. `` We 've got about an 8:1 ratio of men to women, so your gals here are a wad for very, very sore eyes ! ``

'' Not going to be a job, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not allow any kind of unwillful behavior. That being said, we do own some VERY well-heeled women who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of sure lesson standard. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my second in charge. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walk to get to the death pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his people moved here from another town after a shared incident brought us together. We took over a truck lay off N of here, arranged the shipping containers to act as rampart and funnel shape, and to act as ramps for our zombie admirer. We 've got a little Bobcat skidsteer automobile over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Sanchez Pit of decease ! By the way, we claim all copyright and trademarks to that gens. ``

The Army guys were stunned by the dying Pit. We were currently in the middle of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a couple thousand zombilators, at least. We mostly stood guard, somewhat out of quite a little so the zee would n't get distracted, and fired a iridescent every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot fall and tried to clamber over the container wall.

'' It 's so elementary ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, elegant ! You do n't even call for come-on, right ? You 've got smoking rising from the burning short, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few times, and we did n't have enough citizenry or ammo to fight them one by one. We needed a passive solution, and Lorrie Sanchez came up with it ! I 've seen enough zombi cinema, although I never expected to be in one. But the people were always making mute mistakes. They never had a place they could interlock down and try and start over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any problems with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a little confused. The firing might die down or a chick might distract them. But then we just ring this bell we got from a church. '' I pointed to the bell hanging out in the center of the pit, supported by a 2x4 structure. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacon light, cop lights, to get their attention again. When it gets slow down, we have to block up the Allium tricoccum so we can clean out the trampled bodies. That 's probably the self-aggrandising danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's intellect was spinning. `` You could, wow, ramp up Sir Thomas More Allium tricoccum, dig a profoundly pit so they always break, rig up igniter so they fire in sequence to create illusion of movement up the incline ... holy diddly, this could really work. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' Well, sir, it does body of work. But yeah, you could elaborate 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 couplet arcminute he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you rib have me a list of what you need ? You 've got a good frame-up here and I want to see you deliver the goods. You 're going to need Thomas More farming area than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with arrant gloating. `` Well. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be nice. Ma devil and Barretts, and plenty of ammunition. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 congius of petrol, and tank car to throw it. A few thousand MRE 's would assist. What else. Clothes. grievous bodily harm. toilette paper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah FENCES ! We need fencing material so we can boom our farms. Goats, crybaby, cattle, and some to a greater extent class, too. ``

Cpl. flint wrote down everything.

'' Mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okeh with you, I 'd wish to set up an auxiliary billet here. Man it with 50 masses. Some Hum-Vee. 2 Strykers. Medical trailer and staff. And I 'd like to offer you a commission as a Major in the Army Reserves. The postal service will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm honored sir, '' I said, my voice faltering. `` Not sure I want to be in the Army, though. I just want to last out here and raise my family. No discourtesy, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reticence. You 'll abide here and command the intact county, maybe even several counties. But you will live here. With our backup. Meanwhile, we will take your Ilich Ramirez Sanchez idea and free all of Colorado, and the commonwealth, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chopper. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as engineer and designer of the new post. Erin fairly leapt at the chance to escort Cpl. flint around. Poor guy, I thought. He does n't stand a chance !

I went back to the menage and told the dame and the baby about the conversation. Jessie spit up a little, but I did n't take that as a blackball. Gayle, however was a niggling different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these Army Guy waltz in here and take over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about hammerhead that live off the government tit ? ``

Well, shit, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a respectable deal.

'' sister, '' I said, trying to sound hopeful. `` We have to link with others. We have to get rid of these zombies. We need medicine, more food, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my kids, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able-bodied to grow, and become something other than just semi-starving zombie attack aircraft ! We do n't throw to go back to the old ways of pure greed and avarice, but maybe we can stool a better human race this meter. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this SOB up. I do n't require to be beholden to the Army, either. But I feel the best way to amend the world is to get involved, be the one on the inside and guide insurance policy and change. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the rest of the world dies completely ... ''

What the fuck did I just say ? I do n't want wild, 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 United States Army how to work up these end nether region. But let *them* do it. You stay here, Mr.. That 's an order. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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Four twenty-four hours later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'Army uniform. Already had a ribbon on it, too. Red, white, and racy stripes with a'Z'in the middle of it. I got several sets of camo also, as did everyone in town. But the colonel said I should tire out this for my formal induction and address to the town.

I stepped out into the family room of my adobe castle to see what the lady thought. They were already dressed in their new camouflage utilities.

Wolf whistles. Catcalls. Fist pumps. And that was from babe Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' bit around mister, '' ordered Lorrie. She and Gayle and Erin made appreciative noises.

'' It has to be done, '' Gayle said as she began moving towards me.

'' Definitely, '' added Erin, also moving.

'' Cover me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to speak the troops in ... XV minutes ! ``

'' This wo n't take that long, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my uniform pants and took out my hardening cock. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her uniform blouse and took her tits out. Staring me down, she lifted her nipple to her sassing and began to suck her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't take long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my friend Queen Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

Comments welcomed !