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Chapter 1 - The rootage
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging stopcock. Her tousled blonde haircloth partially covering her aspect she lolled her header from side to side as her orgasm wracked her stallion body. Her beautiful breasts quivered and agitate like only big bosom can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her orgasm left her spent of energy.

Without pulling out, I managed to hustle her onto her backrest and continued fucking her. She took it like a champ, although she was n't much more than a rag dame. All she managed to do was gasp and moan as my turncock slammed into her fourth dimension and again.

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

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 month, although that really was n't my style. After my divorce, I played it pretty fast and loose with the peeress. naught too recondite, zippo too serious, just kept it light. If the lady was in to me, then, peachy ! If she was n't, no worry, there 's more.

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

I squeezed one tit hard as my other arm supported me. Her soft form felt marvellous in my hand. Just beautifully squishy and yet firm, with very responsive nipples. I pushed it up to her face and sucked her tit right next to her font. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own mamilla, to which she accepted and gently drew into her mouth. I kissed her and she released her mammilla ; we both licked it vigorously as my engorged cock continued to roll in the hay her loaded pussy.

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

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

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

Yeah, heard that one before. That 's how I got married the first meter. 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 duet times and her snatch responded with death-grip clench as she came. I wanted to cum on her tits and grimace. I wanted to cake her entire body with my sperm. I wanted her to have it off that she was very extra to me. I could barely hold in my cum.

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

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

I stroked a couple fourth dimension and felt the fantastic feeling as hot cum began flying out of my cock.

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her tits and went to block her face with her hands. My cum splashed onto her tits and a couple flow hit her blocking work force wax force out. Dammit, would 've gone right in her oral fissure, too. She turned her header as far to the position as it would go. Still, a few stray drops and splatter got through and hit her buttock and neck.

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

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

Redeemer, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The faucet ran for several minutes as she cleaned up. Hell, I 'm surprised she did n't submit a bath or a shower. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her hair, apparently so none of my cruddy poppycock would come in tangency with her golden lock. Hey, she did have got gorgeous hair, but still, man.

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

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

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also remember your warm-up blow job was debile at adept, and lasted almost a minute and a half. I was just so energise to have 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 lover. So many prison term it 's the great-looking charwoman who are just marginal in bed. I guess they figure their looks are sound enough, we men should be thankful just to be with them at all.

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

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

I was rather disappointed. We had talked of taking adjacent week off and going to my mount cabin. Spending a hebdomad with her in a cabin, screwing, hiking, fucking, skinny dipping, boffing this beautiful cleaning lady. Maybe I could still call her and --

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

Right. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

I packed up my landrover with a bunch of gearing and headed north out of Phoenix, up to CO. No, I 'm not telling you where it is, exactly. I do n't need a crowd 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 speculation between myself and three of my heights school buddies. One of them, David, had this landed estate above a low town. We decided it would wee a cool getaway. So we built a low cabin and took bout using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain total of money each month for improvements and such. After 15 years, it 's somewhat fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the post looks like a skillful southwestern adobe mansion. It 's rather deceptive, though, as the bulwark are 3 feet of steel, brick, dirt, and adobe. The windows are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are great for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's kind of a castle.

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

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

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` info ship's officer '' of our group. Meaning, I built us a network with satellite access to the 'net. I had extra servers and scanty voice to last for years and years. voice of my job was to download stuff, information. So I downloaded Youtube video recording of how to make diesel engine fuel, tutorials on land, articles on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, laughingstock milking, books on making whiskey, plus I ripped thousands of moving picture and stored them, too. We had a pretty good encyclopedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And pornography. I downloaded lot of smut. Videos and story. Guys got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all doom and gloom.

So I went up the Saturday after Claire. I got the solar jury out and set them up. Got out the windmills, checked the battery, checked the fuel levels, checked our water tanks ... basically made the place livable.

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

'' swell ! '' he exclaimed. `` It 's on ! computer code Zebra ! ! It 's really on ! ``

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

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

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

'' No I 'm grave ! Go chequer the site, man ! ``

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

There was ONE news report about a guy eating another guy. I mean, Dahmer did more than that. Then there was some guy in Florida a duad years ago doing that. That 's not exactly a zombie Revelation. I called David back.

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A doc. He said he saw a guy at the hospital wage hike up after a meat attack. He bit like three nurses and hospital attendant. The mass medium passed it off as a crazed lunatic. ``

'' Alright, stand by. '' I found the news story about that, it was like he said. Nutjob on a rampage.

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

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

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. zombi spirit. If that 's true, I 'll take Thomas More of my torpedo. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my required AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my wife, now ex. ( We decided to consume standardized guns for parts etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's OK, but I want my 1911, my other AR with the envision range, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other handgun, and more than ammo, and some other crap. And, nighttime as well get as a lot food for thought as I can while the store 's are still open.

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

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

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

After a grueling trip house, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to hold open going. I packed up apparel, word picture, trinkets, photographic camera, anything of economic value. I have a decent-sized off-road utility trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that material. My Jeep I filled with my guns, ammunition, other weapons, my Au and silver rounds, all my tools, and hindquarters of gas. Grabbed my local anesthetic stash of hard cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour super Walmart.

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

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's terminate fruits. Filled up an entire shopping go-cart of peaches and pear and pineapple. Took that out to the trailer and dumped it. Went back and bought another handcart of canned vegetables. Then I went for the canned meats like stews, tuna fish, chicken, spam, chili. direct two carts for all that.

More tripper for soups, vegetable, and then the box seat of potato dishes and alimentary paste looker. More trips for cooking oil, spicery, and more stuff I do n't even no what. At some point, one of the workers started helping me so matter went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

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

I thought about it for a moment, then spoke straight up. `` Might be the zombie spirit, Stan. You should get ready. Get some food for thought and shucks. '' I tipped him a twosome of hundreds. He was really helpful.

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

'' Code amobarbital sodium to gentlewoman wear ! Code Blue dame clothing ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the helper dude, Stan.

'' medical, '' he explained. `` Usually means some old dame fell. But could be a bosom attack or stroke. We get those sometimes. I got ta go check it out. ``

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

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Chapter 2 - The Rescue
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I got the sin out of Dodge, err, phoenix. When the shit hits the fan, you want to be first out or you 'll be stuck in traffic jams forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Sunday cockcrow so the roads were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily load Jeep up the 5,500 pes climb on I-17 to Flagstaff.

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

Called my parents. They did n't trust me about anything. Dad did ensure that the door was locked. Sigh. I 'd set them up with as much stuff as I could, but you can only do so very much for masses. They did n't desire to come up over from Vega. They do cause a shotgun, water barrels, MREs ... should last them a duad months.

Went up to flagpole and turned east on 40, could see some fervidness burning in the little city. Went 50 some-odd miles outside of Town, then found a incline road to cover and take a rest.

Many hour later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had circumstances of inflammation, though. Ran over 10-12 zombies. Shot a few more. Saved a few lifespan, for the prison term being, at to the lowest degree. Lesson for the future tense, firing your gun INSIDE a car is hazardous to your hearing ! The film do n't machinate you for how loud that can be !

The little town just below our compound in the hills seems to be okay. The word is reporting instance of terrorism on a turgid graduated table. No mention of zombies, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and balanced coverage. Do n't want people to have it away what 's really happening. The site are going crazy though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

St. David stopped answering his cellular telephone headphone. So did Chris and Steven. Maybe the cadre went down due to power outages ? They are far too smart to get caught up in this crap. I hope. But then, I drove out of only one genuine city. They 've got lashings of cities to get through.

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

Two more sidereal day went by before the first zombi showed up in town. At least, that 's what I figured. I could get wind the gunfire, and could see cars speeding about the place. havoc. I considered going down to help, but, what can one man do ? There were century of them. Plus, I did n't really bonk the layout well, would probably just get myself killed. Ah, who am I kidding. I was just being a pussy.

I re-considered on the third day.

Now, my Jeep Wrangler already proved to be a pretty serious zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tire, M/T 's with serious knobby pace. It 's the 4-door modeling outfitted with supernumerary gas tanks, 5.13 gears, offroad lights and whatnot, it 's pretty wakeless. And it has a big ass bumper in the front which proved capital at knocking over Zed and his Zed Friend. But for very survival, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 sentence impregnable than the Jeep, has higher ground clearance, has four doors and a camper box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type vehicle, then they became available to the public. This one was originally a statement and communications truck. We rigged it up as an parking brake motortruck with a ladder, medical checkup gear, fire extinguishers, gun stand, everything we could think of.

I put on my camouflage gear. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear. It has surd credit card composition that cover the chest and back, forearms, human elbow, upper branch. I figured it would be heavy to get seize with teeth that way. Put on my chest rig which held my 1911 and 6 magazines for that. It also held 8 mags for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed the boot, shinny guard, knee joint pads, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar gloves that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a put off army man, nothing really matched but what the hell. I do n't need to be camouflaged from Zed, just need to be strong to eat. Grabbed my shotgun, AR, and a suppressed .22 quality rifle.

Got in the Mog and drove to town.

Much of the town was quiet, I turned down onto the desert briny street and kept a feeling out. In my mirrors I could see a strange site ; living dead exiting stores and turning to follow my truck. Was everybody bushed ?

Suddenly, shots rang out and my damned Unimog was hit ! The snap came from an on a higher floor window of a house. I returned fire ( had my helmet on to protect my hearing this fourth dimension ! ) 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 snake god that were trailing me. I stopped the truck and took off my helmet.

It was quiet. Too tranquilize for the Zombie Apocalypse.

A Zed rounded the corner and shuffled towards me. I mean, I think he was a Zed. line of descent covered boldness and dresser, vacuous stare ... I grabbed the conquer .22 and fired at his pass. Two nip and he dropped, but not before he let out the moan.

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

Time to go. I got back in the cab and was fix to turn the key when I heard various female screams from a nearby house. Shit. That 's also the direction where the groan came from.

I took the Key ( did n't want to leave them in the ignition and make some live asshole take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my bounteous AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the home to investigate.

As I climbed the steps up the porch, I could see many Z milling about inside, trying to get up the stairs where the wow were coming from. I took aim and started shooting. Headshots only, you know. Which is n't that easy considering a capitulum is n't very big and they are moving, not holding still. So it took me a stroke and sometimes two or three to vote down one. But the AR is semi-automatic, meaning all I have to do is pull the trigger for each bullet, so I can shoot pretty fast. full phase of the moon motorcar would 've been nice ... shoulda got that instead but that 's illegal in Centennial State. Thanks, politicians.

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

My first magazine emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the secondly one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the one on the steps. I then tried climbing the stair, but it was full of ancestry and gore and really dead zombie. The screams continue upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could hear some moans up there, though.

dickhead ! Some zombie motherfucker grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a couch. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a pile of absolutely ezed. The female shrieking continued up the stairs, I figured I could kill this fallen one later.

I ran back outside, started the Mog and backed her right wing up to the house, destroying the picket fencing and garden in the cognitive process. But now the top of the tail end camping bus box was pretty very much in assembly line with the porch roof, which led to the secondly story windowpane. Climbed up the hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch covering, and I landed in the upstairs hallway.

The izzard up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullets. The sidesplitter continued in a bedroom. I turned in to see a gal and a cleaning woman trying to keep back off two zombie spirit with chairperson. A cluster of hoi polloi were backed up in the corners of the way. They were n't going to finale a lot longer. I reached over my berm and pulled out my Crovel, a pocket-size but heavy duty combining tool of crow-bar and shovel. The digger edge are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw edge and a bottle unfastener, so it 's pretty cool. I hooked one Zed with the crowbar end and pulled him off the Edward Young girl.

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

I brought down the Crovel and sliced his question like a watermelon. I repeated the action at law with the other Zed, pulled him away and sliced his learning ability in two.

Zombie moans outside. They 're coming in the firm again.

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

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

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

A chorus of `` Fuck yeahs ! '' and early affirmatives followed, until this older char stepped forward from the others. And by sure-enough, 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 have any medical supplies ? '' she asked, desperately. `` First aid kit ? solid food ? What ? I 'm responsible for for these girls. ``

She was stunning. Her sensitive duration black hair was a plenty. She was filthy ; profligate and grime on her face, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. sort 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 dependable. good than here. '' She thought about it for a moment. I held out my 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 female child spoke up. `` My dad 's a victor sergeant in the army corps. I 've shot M-4s and AR-15s a lot. ``

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

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

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

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

'' rock music and roll ! '' she said with zestfulness. She fired a crack down the stairs. Then a yoke more.

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

'' in force missy ! guessing placement, do n't waste ammo. Somebody get my helmet ! ``

Blake, the sheik of the bunch, helped me with the refine girl. She was bleeding pretty badly from a wounding to her back, her wear was in smidgen. It was hard to maneuver her because we were trying not to touch her back. The passably lady was helping too. Turns out this wounded girl was her daughter. We finally got outside, and saw Sir Thomas More zombies. They saw us, too, and moaned. Just for fun, I guess. They already moaned once. Why are they still moaning ?

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

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

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

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

'' scratch line shot, sweetie. appease on this side, though, I 'll get the other side. And you. Yeah you. ``

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. Spot for her. Tell her which one are closest. Kill the closest unity first, then forge your way out. Here, hold these two magazines. Do n't throw away the empties. ``

Zed was out in full moon force-out, but we needed to prompt. 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 assoil them out over here. ``

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

Bam Bam ! Another one over here ... Bam ! And here ... Bam ! Bam ! red cent missed Bam ! Bam ! Bam ! click ! Oh yeah, only eight round in my .45. Got ta maintain just path when I 'm shooting.

Dropped out the mag and slammed another one in. Bam ! got the shit read/write head ! Then I jumped down on the ground as we now had a small breathing room. I waved down a pair off little girl, put them in the backseat of the motortruck as I started it up. Uh oh. Here comes an atrocious fucker ... Bam ! Went to the spinal column of the motortruck and cleared that area out. Bam ! Bam !

'' Clear ! '' I hollered up to the girls. `` Bring down the hurt girl ! Then everyone else. Erin, you keep picket ! ``

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

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

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead nous and bodies as we went. The truck lurched and heaved side to side as we listened to the sickening sounds. Two or three daylight ago, these were moms and papa, market keeper, barber, high schoolhouse minor ... today they are just dead meat walking. This public sucks.

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

'' Here, try this one instead. '' I handed her the bottle up .22. It was quieter. She took aim.
clack valve ! ( miss ) 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 girlfriend in the back buns mostly just whimpered and sniff a little.

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Chapter 3 - The Arrival
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We got up to my compound. Locked the gate as I was sure we would have some following. Found out that the hurt girl was Lorraine and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lothringen inside to our niggling aesculapian room. Yes, we actually have a room for this. Like a tiny Doctor office. She was barely witting, but I got her to unsay some pee and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help notice that, underneath her mangled blouse, Lorraine had tremendous titty. Like mother, like daughter, I guess.

I told Tina to take the young lady in the kitchen, open up some fanny of chili pepper and bulge warming them up. severalise her about the cornbread mix and butter eccentric, and that they should all imbibe a lot of water.

book binding to the injured Lorraine. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the data guy. My buddy Jacques Louis David was the medical exam Man. He took all the Red Cross training and CERT classes and studied the playscript and dogshit. I hate lineage. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of early masses 's blood, either.

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

I cleaned the wound as topper I could. Got out the phonograph needle and sutura thread, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lorraine had passed out by this time. My stitches would have got made the Frankenstein tool rosiness, they were that bad. But they seemed to hold the pelt together. I slathered her with antibiotic ointment and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't aid but acknowledge that no issue how pretty her female parent was, this hurt missy was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, eighteen. Jesus, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

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

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

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

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

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

She fell in my weaponry, 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 set up, I told her we 'd be out in a little bit. She nodded, understanding.

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

'' Shhh ... it 's O.K. sweetie ... I 'm Michael. Michael Larson. ``

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

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

Our brim met in a gentle, chaste osculation. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a s at the most. But we stayed there for several irregular ... 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 other. I became extremely conscious of her breasts pressing into me, and my cock started to stiffen. Her ventilation increased, along with mine, our oral cavity opened a bit, and trusted enough, our tongues met at the Lapp metre. She was dirty, smelled a little, and her hair was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My tool roared to full phase of the moon attention as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her waistline. My mitt slid down to her bird, I could experience the bare tegument 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 drawers. `` I 'm bad. I should n't have -- ''

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

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

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

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

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

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

They were a pretty goodness looking bunch, and maybe a set of sisters ? William Blake and the girls returned to their bowl of chile quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really eat much in 3 Day. Gayle and I joined in the eats sitting and the mood was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to mean. Meaning glad. They were happy to be animated, I was happy to possess some company, good-looking company at that !

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

'' I 'll issue forth with you, '' volunteered Erin, the torpedo chick. `` I 'll view your binding. ``

'' Sure, be good to own some more centre. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her expression and hands. In all the confusion and fighting earlier, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking good looking. Nice little frame, a little over five ft tall and not giant boobs. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other girlfriend, she seemed improperly dressed for the social function, but she did suffer some boot that seemed to fit.

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

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

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my hands as she took the Crovel with the three in spike on the end. She walked to the fencing and watched for a mo as the zombi spirit tried to get at us. His name tag said `` Jerry Davis, Mountain realty. '' His throat was torn up, must make been why he was n't moaning. Being a new zombie, he did n't have that completely crappy look like you see in the motion-picture show. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his eyes were all red and splotchy, he stank like shit, and his hide was turning that sallow, wan color.

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

She rammed the spike right field into and through his left wing eye, piercing his head. Jerry stopped all his useless motions, hung there for a minute, 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 sleep with what it is. Maybe it 's the guns. Maybe it 's the shooting. 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 know what she was talking about.

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

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

'' No diddlysquat. I want to have it off just about anybody right now. But I 'm on my damned menses ... ''

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

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

Erin was on it. She hustled over and spiked this middle aged zombie adult female right in the os frontale, through the fence.

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

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

'' wait on, sweetheart. Let 's empty that first-class honours degree. '' I did n't require to get fool with my own gun.
She emptied the mag and the chamber.

She then knelt down on the terra firma with the rifle between her legs. She pulled it up into her slit and grabbed her bosom through her blouse. She moaned with pleasure as she gripped the rifle with her thighs.

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

'' Christ Christ, yes ! Let me suck that, please ? Let me suck in your big hard pecker. ``

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

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

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

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

'' You fucking GO Erin ! Yes ... you were a fucking animate being today ... you 're a fucking hard army corps killer whale ... suction that cock, suck it suck it suck it oh piece of tail I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

I expected her to draw in back, but she did n't conk out stride at all. She kept sucking my intemperately cock as it began to pulse and throb.

Fiery jibe of sperm exploded into her sassing, down her throat. She kept her rima oris on the tip as her hand stroked me, coaxing out more cum and Sir Thomas More cum. She swallowed immediately to make way for it all, and swallowed some more.

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

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

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

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh fucking ... diddley ... SHIT ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the waves kept cumming.
I spotted a living dead at the fence. I traded helping hand so my right was now innocent to draw my .45.
gold rush ! And the Zed 's head exploded.

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

Boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' FUCK ! ``

Boom !

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

Boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

Boom bunce Boom microphone boom !

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

I dropped the empty pistol on the ground.

I was hard as a fucking careen again. I had never seen such a sensual presentation in my life. I furiously stroked my cock as she watched. In a few seconds I shot a modest consignment right on her gorgeous little nipple. The sperm was less, but my sexual climax was great. Holy shit.

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

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

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

'' Yeah, Zombies. Zeds. Zees. Zekes. You want to defeat some more, right ? ``

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

'' I need you to eff me, Michael. Seriously. aunty Flo leaves Town in a distich sidereal day. ``

'' You make certain it 's all well-defined and I 'll eat your snatch till you beg me to stop. ``

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

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my train. `` Few more zombies showed up. Right at the fence. ``
Some of the girls were all wise and clean house. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camo pants and T-shirt. A twosome were still dirty, waiting their turn. Blake was all pick too. Guess he did n't know about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a figurer in this fiddling role over here. And I 've got a pad. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's remaining of it. Why do n't you do ... five infinitesimal shift key until everyone has a shot at it, then consider ten infinitesimal shifting. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' How 's your lady friend, um ... ''

'' Lorraine. ``

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

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

'' Yeah. Probably due to my stinking sewing. Maybe we 'll put some super glue on it to help seal up the wound. ``

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

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical way and re-patched her daughter, Lorraine. Found out more of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in boulder, Centennial State. A group of 20 of the sorority little girl had gone down to south capital of Colorado for a funeral of one of their friends who 'd been killed in a car accident. The table service was at a funeral home and, during the service, one of the former abruptly body came out of the back room and started to sting folks. This zombie bit five or six people before they subdued it. The missy fled in panic. Gayle, the house female parent, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to make their way back, massive traffic pickle developed as zombies and multitude ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their girls died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the young woman 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 full stop. Gayle tried to maneuver north, to go back place, but everything was blocked. She found an opening move south and went that way.

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

They ran out of gas a twosome nautical mile from here, and hoofed it into town. Not so wanton with panic-struck lady friend and eminent heel. In town, nonentity would help them, the zombies were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned house with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

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

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

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

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

I decided it was prison term for a little change of pace.

'' Alright lady. hear up. We 're having hot chocolate and flick in ten minutes. Get your jammies and get make for bed ! ``

I made the hot chocolates, and put a liberal amount of Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a movie as the miss found pip on the couches with their pillows. Most were in my boxer shortstop and my olive drab T-shirt. They all asked what movie, but I would n't differentiate them.

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

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

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

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

I came out for the hold out time, Gayle and Erin had saved me a situation on the couch in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to centralise on the pic to keep open my erection down.

As the flick played on, we started singing all the song pretty much at the top of our lungs. Yes. I 'm a man who likes musical. Get over it. I like Metallica and STP and Johnny Reb John Cash, too. lucubrate your brain a bit.

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

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

The pic finally ended. Had to come alive up a couple girls to get them to their beds. I got hugs and kisses from everyone, even Blake. Well, not buss, thank God.

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

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

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

'' Something haywire ? '' I whispered to her in the near swarthiness. The room was just barely lit by a span of LED from the router.

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

I opened my arms and she hugged me, like she was holding on for darling life. She cried quietly against my bureau for several instant as I rocked her. I did n't need to ask what it was, I could pretty a great deal figure it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many admirer die, probably orphaned now ... still, my cock got surd because of a naked body pressed into me.

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

I moved my hand down to her rather chubby ass, her easy flesh so tensile in my warm hand. She moaned and thrust her tongue in my mouthpiece, searching, exploring. Her helping hand went down to my prick and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her spinal column. In the dim twinkle, I could see her marvelous mammilla splayed out to the sides. Redeemer, I did n't hump she had those ! I went to suck them, but she stopped me. Spreading her stage, she whispered her only words to me.

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

I rolled on top of her, my John Rock hard cock between her newly shaven wooden leg. With just a little maneuvering, my prick found her snatch. I rubbed myself up and down her pussy a yoke clock time, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my cock was right at her front man door. Then I entered her domain. She gasped as I slowly slide down my cock into her. I just pressed, let my weight come down on her. I drove my pecker all the way in. 8 in of dearest muscleman all the way in 8 seconds.

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

We kissed hard, she did n't want to let go. I grabbed her left tit surd, I did n't want to let go. But I could feel those impression heading my way. And fucking this hot teenager ( or maybe she 's XX, who the fuck knows I ca n't even call back of her name ) with her slick cunt is helping the situation way too much. No total of football game thoughts are going to kibosh 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 semen finally got to me, I pulled out ( with some trouble ) and shot my load from right field there. Long streaks of cum shot out, I 'm not sure where they went as it was nearly glowering. I stroked until it was all done. Christ that was nice.

The daughter sat up and moved towards my cock, and found it with her back talk. She licked and sucked my cock clean and jerk of her and my juices. I 've GOT to find out what her public figure is ! I do n't want this to be a one-time thing. The obvious dawned on me about this clock 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 cheek. But I went to township on her pussy. I just ate her grueling, and licked her hard, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my unharmed brass in there. She pumped her clit against my tongue as I jammed nearly of my hand up her dripping goofball. I pumped her furiously with my flexing fingers and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty pussy juice. I slipped my other hired hand to her ass and pressed in with my pointer finger. Her juices had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without warning, and without any noise, she clamped her thighs together, locking my manpower in place in her ass and cunt. I pressed harder on her clitoris as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and hold my cheek right in there. I wanted this baby to remember this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the full incandescence of the LED. She dipped a twin fingers of her right manus into her cunt, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her hand up to her right nipple and coated it with her own juices. With her left script, she raised her tit to her backtalk and basically made out with her own tit for a minute or so. She did the same affair again but to her left tit.

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

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

I pointed with my subject script to my hammer, to read her what she did to me.

She grinned, then turned and got on all quatern, her pussy and ass in complain view of the dim twinkle. She turned her head back towards me and raised her brow. She does n't talk very much, but we seem to empathize each early pretty well without the chatter.

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

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

I dropped down a little and played with her pussy, getting my fingers wet so I could lube up her arse. I drew up as lots saliva as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a minute or so I assumed the locating again, only a minuscule high this time.

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

The fountainhead slid good in.

She stiffened slightly at first gear, but I worked it back and forth a while and she relaxed again. With some more back and forth legal action, I pressed a piddling harder, going deeper into this usually foreclose area. I did n't want to iron out to hard, though, and hurt her or daunt her off.

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

She grabbed a pillow and collapsed into it with her side and blazonry holding it sozzled, her ass still pointing into the air to swallow her butt-fucking. Time to go to sour !

With increasing intensity level, I fucked her ass good. It 's dissimilar than a pussycat, plastered right wing at the first step but a bit looser once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

I reached around to frig her kitty with one hand and grabbed a big tit with the other and squeezed the shit out of it. Still not a phone out of her. Hey, I do n't require her to fire up everyone up but I also want to have some wallop on her, know what I mean ?

I fucked her faster, so immobile I was like a blur in her close ass. I grabbed her nipple and made a clenched fist with it inside my fingerbreadth. My nails dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her cunt and raised her torso to meet each quick thrust of my cock.

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

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

The room access to my little figurer room explosion out-of-doors and somebody hit the light source, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent fixture luster. What the actual nookie ?



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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 bother I think and I do n't ... '' she stopped talking mid-sentence as the picture became clear to her.

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

'' What 's the subject with her ? '' I asked, trying to break the tension. My fuck brother tried to dig a hole in the air mattress. She managed to hide a picayune bit in the blanket. Of track, by this sentence, a match other female child had come out to see what the problem was. I started dressing.

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

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

With sudden steel in her voice and a cold hard stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a fever of 103.6. She wo n't come alive up. I looked at the combat injury and it seems infected. Her breathing is shallow and ragged. She needs antibiotic drug, or something. ``

Shit, I thought as I laced up my kick. I do n't have any liquid antibiotic drug, just pills. But you ca n't make an unconscious someone swallow up pills and liquid state. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' Somebody go get Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in townspeople ? ``

'' Uh ... just Doc brown. ``

'' Does he give IVs to people ? ``

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

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

'' RFN ? ``

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

'' Where 's my shooter daughter ? Erin ? ``

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll make a speed run to town. 5 minutes. Grab some shit from the Doc 's post. backbone immediately. 10 proceedings, tops. We 'll save her. ``

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

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

I handed her a small handheld HAM/GMRS radio.

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

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

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

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

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

We bounced in to town in record time. The Unimog is an awe-inspiring rig, but it 's not rattling fast, and it 's not real quiet. I had outfitted my landrover with some full Teraflex parts underneath so we could address the rough road at f number with ease.

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

I cut the lightness and slowed. The Jeep has a quiet exhaust on it, but it still squeaks and the tyre make noise on the pavement, too.

'' You can drive, mighty Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no concern. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to support up to the office. I 'm going to ferment on these rear lights to smoothen inside. Blake and I will smash and snaffle. I want you standing out of doors, but right by the Jeep. Keep it running. I need you to keep the arena percipient. But do n't inject until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes dada, '' she said.

What the piece of tail ? pa ? Whatever ... I do n't have time to worry about that.

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

'' oculus sharp, '' I whispered to William Blake. `` livelihood sweeping the light. '' He had a flashlight, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undid the whorl. We entered the office.
sort of messy for a Doctor 's office, I thought. newspaper and shit were on the floor, things knocked down. Maybe we were n't the beginning to loot the seat ?

Blake waved towards the back, indicating where to go.

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

dolt ... Stupid poor fish pudding head !

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

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a teenage boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a prompt sting. I could n't get my rifle to bear on something inches away from me. I was kind of sitting on my pistol, so that was no undecomposed. I punched him a duet time to save him away. But Zed never gets fag, or offend, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar knife is on my chest rig, if I can just reach it ....

William Blake screamed.

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

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

William Blake stood a few human foot from his own zombi. Doc Brown, from the facial expression of him. His white coat spattered with stemma, he was coming towards Blake.

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

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

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

I hit my Zed so hard that his neck broke. He stopped grabbing me and I was able to advertise him off me just in metre to see the Doc bearing down on William Blake. I grabbed my rifle and fired off a gross headshot on the dead 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 manna from heaven ! ... bonanza ! gold rush !

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

Shit shit shit SHIT !

William Blake handed me the key to the cabinet.

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

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

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

I rummaged through the cabinet as Blake tried to explain.

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV udder. I dumped out a crank can and threw them all in there. Then I grabbed respective tube-looking things and as many syringes as I could. I also threw in some bottles of pills, and minuscule bottles of liquid state 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 Lorraine. '' He was a coward two minute ago. Now he 's big 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 repugnance. She could see his blood from the rear jeep lights.

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

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

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

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

And Blake turned and walked slowly up the street. In the dim ignitor, some zombie saw him and started shuffling towards him. We had a clean lam now.

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

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

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

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a route flare from the spinal column of the jeep and lit it. I tossed it a couple feet away. I made her force away, slowly down briny Street without any visible radiation and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare would make the zombies towards its light, so they would n't follow us home. We turned the recession, and she punched the gas 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 champ. I sat there and bounced around. Somehow I had gotten my stern belt on, I do n't call back doing that.

I should feature cleared the way before we passed them. I 've watched enough cop shows and war movies to cognize that you do n't walk past a shtup room without checking it. Jesus.
William Blake 's dead because of me. I got him drink down. Then I had to hit him and provide him in the street, like a rabid dog.

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

'' Where 's William Blake ? ``

My throat clamped up as I tried to snuff it back the tears and the thigh-slapper. They all looked at me. I could n't talk.

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

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

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

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

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

Fortunately, I had my downloaded files pretty well organized. We skimmed and found the directions for the proper amount of antibiotic fluid for the IV bag. Erin put in the mightily amount.
Then we searched the videos and found how to slip in 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 showtime try. We set the trickle rate, and hoped for the best.

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

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

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

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

'' Thanks. ``

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

I sat up and swallowed the drunkenness down.

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

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

Gayle got my spyglass and poured another double shot.

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

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

I stood up to go to bed.

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

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her name. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not certain what your program is, but you ameliorate learn what you 're doing here. These girls are very ... tender right now. And you 're like some hero father figure to them. Watch your step. safe night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a terrible sleep.

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

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

Then we trained on the weapons. With youtube video recording and hands-on training, they became proficient at handling, cargo, and clearing the AR-15, the 10/22, and Remington 870 shotgun.
It was rather chilling during grooming, we could hear Zed moaning outside. We had n't locked the gate last Night and they were in the margin. The girls were paying very dear attention.

Finally, it was prison term 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 magazine publisher for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the end moan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly good, though. Zed ca n't rise 12 metrical unit erect walls.

I had Erin display the right stance and pointed out how to aim etc. She busted a mates detonator, two zee fell.

'' Tina, you try it. '' The nice thing about the AR, it shoots a humble but muscular bullet train. Still, the kick on that is minimal. char can easily fool away it without losing control of the weapon system. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

'' OK you 're a little low, you got his chest of drawers. ``

BAM !

'' Still low, spend a penny for sure you 're using the front sights, line up both sights. ``

BAM !

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

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few clip. Erin grabbed my ass at one point, but cipher saw. Erin was right there at my room access death night when I pulled my rooster out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't seem to faze her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to have developed a confused but still inviolable dislike towards me. Sorry dear, one kiss does n't have in mind we are exclusive. Although, she is so goddam attractive. And sweet, and secure. Christ ...

We broke for luncheon and got the best word ever, Lorraine was awake ! Gayle introduced us
formally for the offset time. Lorraine just smiled up at me as we did n't want her moving just yet. My god she was pretty ... I mean her mom was wondrous but Lothringen, wow. She whispered it was overnice to assemble me, and held my bridge player for a few second. Gayle ushered me out of there.

The remainder of the day was more training, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 dead ezed on your place ? We ended up fashioning these big hooks out of some rebar we had in a molt. Rebar, that tops warm brand they use in concrete construction. We tied two ropes to that so two or four people could hale them across the land. There was a small indentation in the ground outside the fence line, we dragged them over there as Best we could. This ended up being the best strength training use. You used you legs, blazonry, thorax, sum, everything.

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

I really liked the busy activeness all day. It sort of helped hold back Blake out of my head. But in the evening, he came back to get to me. A lot. The daughter put on Legally Blonde. No, not a smut, the one with Reese John Witherspoon. I just was n't up for it, though, and retired to my elbow room with a six pack of Budweisers.

I worked on the computer, checked the add-in for new information, put out some info. We, the scattered few still connected to the Web, were trying to make out if death was caused by the bite only, or if it could be caused by transfer of fluids. Like, say, a Zed bosh on you and it gets in your mouth or eye or a cut. Nobody had anything conclusive yet. I said we should presume it 's transferable without a bite, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George Romero zombie spirit ; not really fast, not smart, drawn to smell, strait and gesture, and eager for human build to eat. wellspring at least nobody has seen any running zombi. Unfortunately, it seemed that any death was now a turn-into-a-zombie event. Not just from a bite, but a centre attack, too.

Then I looked at our supplies, our land mathematical function, and tried to suppose of some program. winter was coming. We could n't works anything now. But there 's muckle we should be doing. The main affair was, we needed to clean out the Ithiel Town. But before that, we needed to get these fille in shape and properly outfitted. They were all wearing clothes and shoes that did n't really fit.

One More day of grooming, then we 'll make a another high-speed dash into town for some stuff.
I heard the movie ending and the party was breaking up. I went out to say goodnight to everyone and to pee. Six beers, ya acknowledge. Told everyone that we 're flush 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 cognize me at all, but everyone 's been filling her in on the Recent events. Lothringen is ... really pretty. I mean, take your breather away pretty. She looks at you and you puff out your chest a little, suck in your gut.

I had a dyad generous shot of Gentleman Jack, and I tried going to sleep. But cypher happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my room access again. Shit. My creative thinker was n't in the right post for this. Blake 's dying weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the threshold open, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Johnson sisters. They were n't similitude, being a duet years apart, but they had a strong family resemblance. Light reddish hair, carnival skin, precious small freckle ... oh man.

'' Yeah, missy ? ``

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

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

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

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

Well, I was still very bowl over about the Blake situation.

But I 'm also a man.

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Chapter 6 - Revelation
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I woke up alone the following forenoon, wondering where the sister went. Jesus, they were unbelievable. It 's the kind of thing where I ca n't collapse an accurate play-by-play description of what went down, there was just so much going on ! Plus I was buzzed from the beers and the Jack. But it was something like this :

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

The two daughter stood right in social movement of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pants, exposing her knock off pubic arena. She raised Kristin 's leg kind of past me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the paries for backup. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's body, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her role. And all the while she 's whispering `` attend at these tits ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so soft '' and affair like that. I was concerned for Kristin at first, but she seemed to roll in the hay it, especially when Lizzie moved around to osculate Kristin 's pussy. I went from 80 % concentrated to about 200 % when she did that.

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

But these two sisters, different story ! Lizzie stopped eating her sister 's pussy and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous mouth was enhanced by the dripping kitty juice from Kristin. Jesus, kissing a hot immature girl, who 's got her own Sister 's succus on her lips, I was just melting. I was n't cognizant at the prison term, but all thoughts of William Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

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

I got up off the chairwoman and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my expression in Kristin 's young cunt alright. Her succus already flowing from her sister 's lingua, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my patrician assault.

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

Then ... Well there was rubbing ... and sucking ... and kissing ... and seemingly everywhere I reached there was a nice female part to diddle with or wet-nurse or fuck. My cock was never not in a mouth or a kitty for very long at all. I remember at one point pulling my hammer out of Lizzie 's twat and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's mouth. Both of the lady friend just could n't get enough of each others pussy juices.

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

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

... into Kristin 's mouth.

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

Kristin held my cum in her oral cavity as she licked her babe ass, cleaning it all up. Lizzie promptly turned around and kissed her sister firmly and tenderly and roughly, and they fought for the cum back and Forth River. Some ran down Kristin 's cheek. The two girls entwined their legs and travail their pussies into each other, cumming severely simultaneously in just a dyad minutes. I forced my way from behind so I could try and work both of their cunts. Nice.

We kept fucking, and grinding cunts, and I came in Lizzie 's human 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 spittle and slit juice. Finally she had three digit in there and pronounced her ready.

My cock was pretty worn out at this point, but we rallied and I butt-fucked Kristin. Yes, I butt-fucked an 18 year and one-month old hot infant. I remember grabbing her tits hard ... and I remember her cumming so hard pussy succus 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 exhaustion. Lizzie was there to cream my cock, though ; she wanted my cum since Kristin seemed to be holding it inside her ass.

Both miss wanted more. I was n't quick to bind anymore. But I laid there, sucking soft tits while they masturbated themselves on my legs. I did cum one more fourth dimension ... but there was hardly any semen cumming out, mostly just rubble at this point.

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

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After our morning P90 workout, we ate Gayle 's pancakes from my dehydrated hoard, and I talked about my ecumenical architectural plan for taking back our small neighbor town. Since it did n't seem like my brother were coming, I was going to use their food, and guns, and other supplying. With all of us, We had about 3 yr of intellectual nourishment in storage.

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

'' I do n't really remember we should be killing these ... masses ... ''

All chief turned her way, you could take heed the syrup flowing down the cakes.

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

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

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

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

Hey, I 'm a worshipper in the U. S. formation. You want to consider in the Big Sky daddy, go right ahead. That 's your rightfield, it 's part of the First Amendment. You want to trust in the Flying Spaghetti Monster ? Fine. I do n't care. But your exemption and right hand end when they impact my freedom and rights.

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

'' Patsy ... you can believe what you want to believe. But, you are also a guest in my house. My plan, for all the occupant of this house, is to try and get through this Zombie Revelation of Saint John the Divine, and to retain support and pop the bad hombre. I want to plant crops, I want us to be safe. I want us to endure. I kind of thought those were mutual belief we all had. I expected everyone in this house to exploit towards that goal. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' I hardly think you 're God 's messenger, '' soft touch said. Emphasis on the 'you 're'; full-of-the-moon of despite. `` No, we have to look for a polarity. ``

'' Do you want to await in this house ? My sign of the zodiac ? ``

'' I do n't roll in the hay. I ca n't be around all this ... fornicating that 's going on. ``

Sir Thomas More hollering. Gayle glared at me. Lorraine, or Lorrie as I was now calling her, looked at me a small scathe, like she was being left out of something. Jesus Christ, it did n't feel in force to disappoint her. What the screwing ?

I ate the rest of my breakfast. The girls were all agitated with fool and they argued with each other. I looked at Patsy. Pretty girl, dyed blonde hairsbreadth, nice firm soundbox, obviously somewhat overbold as she 's in college. But she 's either a religious whacko or she 's gone crazy. Maybe both. Oh well, not my problem anymore.

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

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

I came back with a nice knapsack, filled up.

'' Patsy. First of all, I 'm grim to possess infringed on your feeling. That was haywire of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

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

'' But you 've made it apparent you do n't want to stay put here. So I put together a little kit here, '' I indicated the knapsack. `` There 's water supply for three days, food, a jacket, baseball glove, catch, oh and a Scripture, of course of instruction. Let 's see, no artillery, of course. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

'' What ... what do you have in mind ? '' asked fall guy, suddenly very afraid.

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

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

'' sucker, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't receive someone here who I ca n't trust not to go out a door open on purpose. '' I held up the ring for her.

'' Gayle ? '' Patsy pleaded.

Gayle looked at her fundament. `` You know, mug, 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 stroke with these ... things that certainly are n't Angels. I 'm not going to risk that you want these matter to live ! ``

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

'' You better not go to townspeople, 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 lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want ... '' soft touch began. She kept praying as she shouldered the pack. I helped her adjust the shoulder strap. `` Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no wickedness. ``

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

'' Surely goodness and mercifulness will accompany me, all the Clarence Shepard Day Jr. of my aliveness. ``

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

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

I followed mark 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 nous. Patsy did n't flinch, just sustain 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 closest one at about 150 yards.

BOOM !

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

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

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

godsend ! got him.

microphone boom ! got her.

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

I hollered out into the vale, `` COME backrest ! ! ! ``

Then I fired again at Zach and missed. Moving object at 500 thousand are hard.

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

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

Got him ! But my excitement was unretentive lived as we saw several more Zach 's cum from the town country and headed to where Patsy would be. They were out of range, though.

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

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

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

We spent the rest of the day preparing our weapons, teaching the girls how to deal for and clean them, ran through more Mandrillus leucophaeus to realize mess etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the radical 's cache of standardise weapons. My buddies wo n't bear in mind, since they are gone ...

The mood was, ok. People were disappointed with mark, but cypher seemed to be upset with me. I just hope we do n't see her as a new 'Angel'. I wo n't hesitate to fool away her zombie body, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the girls about my plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` Master 's hardware and Dry Goods '' stock. The daughter need underwear, place 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-bodied to run. Big bouncing tits are fun to watch in slow movement when they run, but in a Zed situation it ai n't cool off to cause things going in all directions. Got ta shoulder strap those pup down.

'' I 'm going to ask two military volunteer for tomorrow 's excursion, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now harbour on a irregular. I need the great unwashed who are good shots, can motivate 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, sorry sweetheart, you need more than healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, arsehole ! ``

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

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

So instead of a movie that Night, we all cleaned the weapons and checked our packs. We loaded the landrover with some swop goods, like gal jugs of water and canned foods in causa we found some subsister. Also some dry intellectual nourishment like instant spud and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

'' I 'm serious. We need to be up bright and other and ready to go. ``

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

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Chapter 7 - pa 's Little girlfriend
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We dressed for battle as best we could. The bike helmets fit the sisters, but was too big for Erin. We put some towels in there to throw it sit better. We were finally ready.
Acutely aware of how well the finis sashay went, when we lost Blake, this parting was a bit tearful.

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with tears in her heart. I held her articulatio humeri, afraid to touch her back. Her chest pressed into me. Jesus.

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

We got in the jeep and headed towards town.

As we headed down Main Street, we could see the stagnant z from the other day. nonentity is cleaning up the townsfolk. We stopped in front of `` Master 's '' store. Peeking in the windows, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the meth lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, movement. Hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the memory. I did n't want to just shoot and bust up the glass, I wanted to preserve some integrity to the store. Talking to the girl, we drove the Jeep around the side of the computer storage. I took a set of keys, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the Jeep and went up the flak flight to the second floor. I climbed in the window and cleared the country. The other gal came in. Okay.

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

I took two steps 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 head teacher. Then a door opened up behind us. confusedness reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't know who to channelise it at. My girls were yelling, so were the boys ; this was very tense up and could go bad in a hurry. But I could see these were Whitney Moore Young Jr. kids. I did n't think they were dangerous, just being protective.

'' My girls ! SHUT UP ! '' And they did. `` OK blighter. I 'm going to take my helmet off. Ok ? Just real number sluggish, we are n't here to suffer you. We want to buy or trade for some things. ``

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

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

'' Ok. See ? Just a veritable guy. Erin, girls. Lower your rifles. See guys ? We 're assuredness. Everybody 's aplomb ... lean your rifles on the rampart. Nice and tardily. Yeah that 's it. Okay, now take off your helmets. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Yeah, I 'm sorry about your brother. I 'm Michael. And really, we just want to swap for some poppycock. Who 's Masters ? Is he the possessor ? ``

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

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

'' Well guy rope, I 'm very deplorable for your loss. But we need some things for the miss. You fellas necessitate water ? Food ? ``

'' We need body of water bad, '' said Morgan. `` We 're all out, and drinking out of the lavatory cooler -- OWW ! ``

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

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

'' Yeah. We know. We just ca n't do it. '' Thomas Hunt Morgan, apparently the untried one, cried a minuscule. 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 diplomacy ! Who knew she was so sensitive ?

Sir Henry Morgan nodded. Erin and I went downstairs, helmets back on and weapon ready..

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

The atmosphere lightened up then. The two sisters went shopping with the boys helping. For a crappy small town, they had pretty good stuff. I guess there 's a pretty illustrious trailhead up in the woods, so they get quite a few tramper coming through here needing shoemaker's last instant gear.

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

'' Can we get to the clock tower from here ? '' I asked. It was just a small cupola kind of a matter, sitting on the ceiling of the second base. We climbed the stairs from the roof. A duad kicks and the clock fell out of the presence. Nice aspect from here, we could see most of the town, now.

I looked at Erin. Her face pleaded with me.

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

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

BOOM !

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

BOOM !

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

manna from heaven !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

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

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

thunder !

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

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

'' You 're an awesome slam, truelove ! '' And I rested my hand on her trim little ass.

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

microphone boom !

'' Jesus ! '' she cried out as I resumed massaging her ass. She spread her legs to a greater extent, inviting my mitt to travel down the sally to in between her thighs. I stopped, but did n't let go, when I heard her do the big exhale. That meant she had one in her sights. After the account of the gun, I continued.

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

Erin exhaled, I paused, and BOOM !

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

'' Mmmmm Goddd yess ... .. '' Exhale, pause, turn back moving ... roaring !

And I jammed three more finger's breadth up her oozing cunt.

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

I pulled my handwriting out of her back end, and reached around to the front so I could twinge and massage her clit.

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

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

I squeezed her clit in between my pollex and digit, her trivial swollen buddy sent shudder throughout her body.

BOOM !

'' screw ! ! ! ``

bunce !

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

'' Fuck me, pa, '' she pleaded.

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my pop, '' she said softly. `` Fuck me pappa. '' Then through gritted dentition : `` Fuck me operose Daddy ! Let me shoot down these fuckers and jazz me, daddy. ``

the Nazarene Christ, I do n't even get a daughter, but hearing her talk like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a hurriedness. I lined up right behind her and shoved my cock up her closely cunt.

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

She took aim some more. I paused.

BOOM ! She shot this woman Zena in the head.

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

BOOM !

I fucked her hot cunt while she continued targeting. She lined up a shooter, but I could n't help myself, my putz 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 ire. And maybe a trivial literal 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 eat up the dead Zach.

'' Stop it ! '' she giggled.

Panting, I said, `` You 've got to memorise to ... hit your mark 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 small hottie, RFN !

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

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

I smacked her ass hard.

'' Are you my slight fucking bawd ? huh ? ``

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

'' Daddy 's little fucking lady of pleasure ? Huh baby ? ``

'' Yes Daddy oh my fucking GOD ! ``

'' You like papa 's cock ? ``

'' Yeah Daddy keep fucking me ! ``

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

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

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

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

'' Deliverer Erin ! '' I cried out. `` Fuckkkkk ! '' And I pumped and squeezed the finish act of sperm out of my throbbing dick.

'' Oh daddy '' Erin whispered, I could barely get word her in the light dawning air. `` daddy ... daddy ... ''

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

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

We traded post, I rested the bipod and took aim up the street. Erin greedily licked my pecker and clump, swallowing down both of our juices.

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

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

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

Erin stood up and push me a trivial bit on the shoulder. I set down the gun and kissed her passionately, tasting my cum on her lips and tongue. She held me so pixilated for such a slight thing.
Reluctantly, we dressed. We ended up going through four magazines. 120 one shot. With fille and on-purpose crack fired during sex, we figured we hit close to 100 zombies.

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

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

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The tall one ? bonehead ! ``

Yeah she 's the marvelous one. At to the lowest degree six groundwork. But nicely proportioned. Very nicely proportioned.
Gayle keyed the mic again. `` How are you guy ? We hear a lot of snap. Oh, and Lorraine says to secern you 'negative Ghostrider, the pattern is full phase of the moon'. What the Inferno are you guy cable talking about ? ``

I chuckled out loud while Erin just looked at me like I was stupid. `` All good here. Little Panthera tigris is quite the sharpshooter. The sisters are negotiating for commodity as we speak. will check back in 15. William Tell Lorrie 'it 's clip to buzz the tower'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

Erin and I gathered up our magazine publisher and the abandon brass section case for future re-loading. We headed back down the stairs.

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

Across the computer storage, about 30 feet, was a glass case about 15 feet farseeing that held knives, opera glasses, and other eminent dollar items. It was also the checkout country with register and credit entry card machine.

propensity against the slip were our two sisters, naked as Cyanocitta cristata. Their arms outstretched, they were holding onto the opposite side of the case. They were holding on because the two chum were fucking them from behind for all they were worth. They were facing us, but nobody saw us as they were in various throes of passion.

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

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

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

'' NO it 's OK ! '' `` Stop papa ! '' `` We asked them to ! '' and overeat like that.

The boy froze, and started to withdraw.

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

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

'' OK ... I 'm going to the Jeep. hurry it up, boy. get on Erin. ``

We started outside. I could get wind Liz saying to Sir Thomas Wyatt `` Get back here and roll in the hay me ! He 's fine ! ``

I found an area out back of the store that seemed to consume pretty diffused ground. I said to Erin, `` Cover me. I 've got to dig a grave for Virgil. And call the cattle farm. It 'll be another hr or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

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

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

We both laughed.

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

'' No no, it 's fine ! I just do n't require 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 nice. Very nice. Oh shit give me the Crovel ! Now ! ``

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

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

The zombie kid started to groan. But being small he did n't own a lot of output. I do n't think any others heard him.

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

With tear in my optic, I took the crovel from Erin and finished up the jam. angered at the fucked up world, I dug very hard.

'' Sorry, Daddy. ``

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

I dragged Virgil Masters over to his hole. It was n't 6 metrical unit deep. More like 4. Sorry Virg, I do n't have all day.

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

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... Daddy ... I do n't want you to be my young man, or husband. I do require to keep piece of ass 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 person to settle down with. Like the Dizzy sisters have. ``

I finished covering up Virgil. `` cum here, baby female child. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a piddling bit. `` I 'll be your 'Daddy'. I 'll be Daddy with welfare, okay ? ``

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The party
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The Masters boys were dressed, but looked a little shamefaced. The President Johnson Sister were beaming, their faces a lilliputian flushed. Must 've been a pretty ripe time on the knife case, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out loud and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

'' ... and we 've got place, wind cone, and vesture for every one. And, pa man, we got you this awe-inspiring hat ! Try it on ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

Things motion quickly in the New World.

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

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

That seemed to sit okay with citizenry. We were packing the Jeep with the vesture, when J. P. Morgan noticed the mound of smart poop. He stopped and stared at it, tears welling up in his eyes.

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

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

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


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There was not bad excitement at the house as the new boys were examined, admired, hugged.

But the Johnson sisters made it very clear ; these boys were off-limits. And they seemed afflict with the sisters, so that was beneficial. Then the daughter discovered their new apparel, and the shrieking was nearly intolerable. Shoes that fit ! pant that fit ! underclothes !

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

'' Only during the bad week, '' she said. `` residuum of the clip, I like to go commando. oral presentation of which, who said you could go shooting sperms inside me ? ``

'' Little adulteress ! '' I replied as I finished off another 30-round magazine. `` Your period just ended, you 've got a few more days until you ovulate. Thought you might like that. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

We heard somebody coming down the Hall and started talking business.

'' So yeah, just fight the patches through, without dinging the face of the gun barrel -- ''

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

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

'' Can you bear witness me ? I want to startle doing this kind of stuff with you guys ! I 've shot before. And I 'm feeling all advantageously. '' Lorrie gave me her sweetest smile she had, which was a have sex nice one that could very well get off a thousand ships to war.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Well, Lorrie ... sweetie ... we 've got to get you all healed up first. Killing Zachary can be comfortable, with a gun, but it can also get substantial strong-armer real fasting. How 's your back been doing ? ``

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

'' It 's goodness ! Look ! ``

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

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

Fucking great is how you 're doing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I held her gently on her low-spirited hip. Her air hips. Jesus Jesus Christ her skin is so soft and warm ...

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

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

'' I did n't stand for to obstruct you. You probably think I 'm just a kid. But I 'm not. I turned 18 lastly calendar month. ``

'' I do n't think you 're a kid ... '' With a body like that ? She 's all woman, all the time. `` But, you need to take it well-off with that spine. I do n't want any stitches to amount out. '' I could n't reckon of anything else to say. I mean, the great unwashed are in all probability to arrive back at any here and now. Yes, I fucked some of the early daughter, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' arms up. ``

She raised her branch, her chest still pressed against me.

I took her t-shirt and fiddled with it until I got it lined up, Then I slid it over her blazonry, head, 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 good in bed. She 's an expert. And I 've seen slew of porn. Mom 's as good or comfortably. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

And she left to retort the others. I stood there like, What the shtup ? They are taking twist ? With me ? well that 's just ... well it 's not the worst affair that could happen, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

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

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

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few days I think it would be delicately. We need to get taking back the town anyway. Would be ripe to own a frontwards base there. We 've got radio set. We could overcharge them up with a set of solar panels. It could exercise. ``

We had a overnice dinner party of beef stroganoff, from my provision of dehydrated food. Canned peaches for dessert. Also had lots of vodka and fruit juice.

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

The boys shoved the board to one side, and we had a saltation floor. Rihanna 's beats were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a dancer or anything, but I do have round. So I was able-bodied to pretend I had some move. It did n't matter much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the refrain :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly good !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't care I like the olfactory property of it !
Sticks and Stone may break up 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. Tits bumped into me from all sides. Fuckin A !

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

With all the `` Ooh sister, infant '' poetry, it was getting crazy. Erin jumped up on the tabular array and took off her tee shirt and shook her happy little titty for everyone to see ! The boy 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 mint of bumping and grinding, and 'getting all up'on me, the boy, and the girls on each former in some dangerous dirty dancing.

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

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

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

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

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

3 z were at the wall of the house. mortal had n't locked the gate.

Erin dispatched them with three dead reckoning. Efficiency at its best.

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

We had to re-arrange things a picayune to reconcile the boys for the dark. It was looking like Payton did n't deliver anywhere to stay. Imagine that.

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the lavatory and bedchamber. I was the last to use a convenience. Got myself a shower bath, finally. Got to commend to check the pee horizontal surface tomorrow in the storage cisterns, I reminded myself.

When I opened the door to my trivial computer room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was austere naked, sitting on the air mattress with her back up against the pillows and the bulwark. Her right hand was lazily playing with her shaved slit while her go out handwriting toyed with a nipple.

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

'' Hey yourself. No, do n't turn back ! observe doing what you 're doing. ``

I got ungarbed, mentally thanking myself for storing up so many razors. When I pulled my boxershorts off, my 8 in shaft sprang out to it 's usual 45 degree angle.

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

'' Keep going, '' I said. Watching a fair sex masturbate is one of my neat pleasance in lifespan. I do n't get to see it often enough.

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

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

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

I settled into the office chair. `` fair verbalise a trivial. tell me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? depict me. ``

She spread her pussy rim 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 toilsome ... and put your knife on my clit ... and bite it a slight ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her fingerbreadth slipped inside her pussy as she talked.

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

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

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

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

'' Yes baby, distinguish me more. ``

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

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

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

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

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

'' I fucked her from bum. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck fuck fuck ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her pussy ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Jesus that was rightful ? ``

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

Without hesitation she reached around and put a finger in her own butthole, with her other hand 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 pegleg and dragged her down fully on to the mattress so I could get it on her good. And I did. I shoved my cock all the way up her drippage cunt so good she did n't have it off what hit her. I had to bend her over, face-down, so she could call into the pillows.

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was assuredness to have it away individual almost as big as me. But her strong pegleg were like jelly as I pounded her pussy into submission.

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

At one point, the door opened and Erin stuck her caput in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'planetary house with my finger to my mouth. She nodded and sat on the floor. Pulling her little sweat gasp aside, she rubbed her slit as she watched me fuck Payton.

She, Payton, had no idea anybody else was in there as she was in the throes of ecstasy. I rolled Payton on her rachis again so I could see her face when I fucked her. She held on to me compressed, never opening her eyes. I squeezed her tits as I lay on her, the tit hard as fucking stone. Then I reached around and grabbed her ass nerve, pulling her tightly and going deeper into her pussy. I easily slipped a finger up her ass. She responded by kissing me hard.

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

'' I 'm going to sleep with your tits, baby ! '' I warned Payton.

She opened her eyes for the first time in about 10 minutes as she watched me sink in between her delectable jugs. 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 prick, I could just see the tip sticking out at the top of her cleavage.

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

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

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

I was about at the end of my forget me drug. I reached down and pulled on her nipple as Payton squeezed her tits. Pulled on the fuckers pretty hard. Payton yelped as my cum blastoff into her mouth and on her chin. She moaned more as Erin 's tongue made her cum. I shot some more cum onto her face, then pulled back and dropped some loads on her big soft tits.

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

Payton just lay there in intimate fulfillment, enjoying her innate gamey. She swallowed the cum in her back talk, 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 cheeks, lips and neck. She then drooled it into Payton 's mouth, who swallowed it easily.

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

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

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

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

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

Payton roused out of her stupor to point out Erin.

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

I was taking mental notes. Erin had a way ... between her kissing and cuddling and suckling, she was driving Payton crazy.

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

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

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

- - -

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

So this day, we hooked up the nose candy plow to the Unimog. Too many bushed bodies in the street, you know. We scored tons of plyboard at the hardware storehouse to block off the Master 's stock. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the Orient end of Main street. It already had some followers. The cool matter about the Mog is its height. No matter what the Zeds do, they ca n't break in. They ca n't wear the glass. They ca n't climb into the cab. So we Parked it in the middle of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for dangerous long chain of mountains and stopping magnate. Also had an AR, and the suppressed 22. The idea was, they would startle shooting at Zach, which would bring more Zachs, and they would keep shooting. Lorrie would get some real on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Morgan, and Sir Thomas Wyatt went down to a side street at the whole other end of the small town. We pulled up to the concluding house. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boys had pitchforks. We also had pistols, all of us. The thought, though, was to go quiet and insure the houses.

The first one was a firearm of patty. Tapped on the doorway, all quiet. The house was unsecured, cipher inside. We checked for medical specialty and intellectual nourishment, found a pretty skilful stash of can buoy. Some skilful nutrient in the electric refrigerator, too, but it was all rotten. No medicine. No weapon system. Some old noblewoman clothes, that 's about it. We stacked the bathroom on the porch for later pickup.

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

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

Found a petty food, a .38 six-shooter with 9 shells, some 42-year old Playboys, and some dirty clothes. But we took everything we could find. candela, atomic number 13 transparency, baggies, commode composition, matches, dog food.

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

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

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

'' It 's us ! John Pierpont Morgan and Wyatt captain. From the store ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Hmph ... well ... Miss 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 can. `` Stud, '' she whispered and laughed.

We went through 30 to a greater extent houses, but no early living folks. Lots of deadened physical structure, though ; human and zombie. Did determine a comely 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in various caliber with a few boxes of shells for each.

Suddenly, the radio crackled to life.

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

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

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

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

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

'' She 's up on the second base. hurriedness ! ``

We broke into the down trading floor of the real the three estates office. I killed two zeds with my Crovel. I could get a line more of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` await out below '' and threw a duo more zee down the stairs. Gunshots followed as Erin or someone killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The z were now converging on us. We each fired our handgun until they were empty. The trading floor was slippery from all the suppuration and gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed heads. I worked my way into what seemed a bedroom, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a bulwark, holding back two snake god with just her rifle bbl. battle cry and shrieking, she was going to fall behind the fight in the succeeding few bit as the commingle weighting of the two big man zombies was probably 400 pounds.

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

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

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

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

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

I sat down and held my head in my mitt. Jesus I almost fucked up again ! We need more preparation before we can do this kind of matter !

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

living dead moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

I talked with the local anesthetic boy after dinner party. I wanted to discover out what commercial enterprises were in town or nearby. Gas Stations, memory board, welding store, sporting goodness stores, engine repair shop, 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 dyad time of day, we did more P90 training, except for Lorrie. wellspring, she did a modified version. She is n't all that elastic yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any happiness right then.

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Chapter 9 - The Recovery
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The future three days raced by. I took a team of Sir Thomas Wyatt, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two other nearby townspeople, just a piffling bigger than ours. They were as bad or worse than our little Ithiel Town. There 's a prominent townsfolk to the north of us, but I imagine they are inundated with Zeds.

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a knotty face screen and you could talk with them. They were much clean than Motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still wear off goggles with them. We found all kinds of inking pad and protective equipment for the branch and arms, also. The aim was to make ourselves hard to bite.

Back at the ranch, we all put on our gear for actual live training. First, everyone got used to hitting me on the head with broomsticks. Did n't even hand me through my helmet, but everyone got lots of salt lick in.

At the Lawnmower repair shop, we got lot of lawnmower blades. We trimmed up one end to fit the gals smaller hands, then wrapped it in paracord to make a nice handle. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like finish. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some yard rakes, the toughie form, not shit rakes. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the center ones facing forward. I thought this would come in handy.

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

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

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

Then they tried it with the rip. Much upright ! Hard golf shot to the genu, down they went. Then they were easy pickins for a rake-shot to the read/write head. So that became our primary maneuver ; run down them out in the open, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

Reports from the outside domain were disheartening. stallion urban center like New House of York had fallen into complete shambles. The internet was pretty limited. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those atomic number 14 valley guys always had expectant security.

The HAM radio report card were awful. Mostly just lonely calls from people in fuss. We could n't go help oneself them, cypher was around us. After a while we quit turning it on.

- - -

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

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

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

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

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

Erin laughed. `` Remember the round K fund ? I swiped some goodies for you then. '' She hugged me severe and I hugged her back. She cried a piffling, then everyone else gave me a small present. They were mostly from the hardware shop in townsfolk, but it was awesome. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting wind sock, 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 planetary house. Mr. Baskins did n't involve it anymore ... ''

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

'' Ok thank you everyone. I will use all these in good health. Although I may not wear the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a good nose, did n't want to present him any extra 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 pee-pee it better ! rightfulness ? ``

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

And we went to town, and we stuck together instead of spreading out, and we kicked a shitload of Zed 's ass. And nonentity really got into problem. And the lawn-mower blades worked
as hoped, and we hardly fired the gas at all. It was a serious day.

- - -

As we entered the mansion, I was told to lavish first since it was `` pappa taste day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my shower on. Would be prissy to get clean commencement, for once.
I was just getting some pitch-dark lineage off my arms when the door opened. I was pleased ! We were so focalize lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a spell. As long as it was n't one of the Guy, I would be happy with whoever it was.

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

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

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

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

'' Ok, '' I said, turning towards the shower promontory. `` 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 holes for the Zekes. Do n't vex, it 's still daylight, they 'll be exquisitely. ``

She stepped in the exhibitioner. I tried to change state around.

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

Something very tender and sarcoid squished into my spine as she reached around me for the easy lay and that scrubby, flossy thing that you wash with. It could only be her mammilla. Good Shepherd, they covered a lot of real the three estates, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my book binding, slowly but firmly pushing. My cock was lengthening a little with anticipation.

She washed my arms as they hung by my side.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Oh that flavour prissy .... yessss ... ''

She reached between my cheeks with the scrabbly thing, washing my cocksucker and taint. I hung my mind down, letting the hot water cascade down my back.

'' Wow pappa, '' she said. `` You 're all laborious even back here ! ``

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

'' You like this, daddy ? ``

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

'' No buff. 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. Saviour. I 'll be a lilliputian more heedful with girls in the future when fucking their asses.

Gayle gave my cock a safe squeeze play then suddenly let go. She slid down on her knees, and began to kiss my ass face. She pulled them apart, then stuck her tongue in the naughtiest of billet. I could n't conceive it.

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

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

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

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

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

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

I forgot all about fashion and breeding and the grievous bodily harm, I just grabbed her and held her from the back, running my helping hand all up and down her hanging tits, stomach, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

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

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

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

'' Well, you 've got all these teenagers to bed, and they 're so a lot ... tighter than me ... ''

I spread her ass cheeks and buried my face between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussy, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my tongue up her ass and up her puss, she seemed to like that. I sort of settled in with my thumb in her butt and concentrated my lips and tongue on her slit. Her sourish flavors covered my face as I tried to tunnel into her puss. Again, I was glad I had stocked up so many razors, not a haircloth in sight.

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

I squeezed the shit out of both her ass cheek as I continued eating her out. Tight little skinny young lady are great. No doubt. But a fair sex with curve, that 's the one for me !

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

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

I moaned into her cunt, sending vibrations up her kitty-cat. I felt her compression begin.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' God Michael that goes straight to my cunt ! Thomas More 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 delight. So I slapped it again. And again. Each fourth dimension, Gayle yelped like a little girl.

I got more aggressive, slapping both her tits with both my deal. These slaps were n't hard enough to tap anyone down or anything, but her skin was turning a level-headed subtlety of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to beset her swaying boobs.
I was getting a huge care out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my cock, and watching those tits jiggle with each smack was too often for me.

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

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

I could n't keep back it. I came.

As always, that 1st shaft felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my vein. Each subsequent spurt felt incredible, too. Gayle felt my juicy shots enter her cunt as I pumped more and more than sperm into her.

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

My cock began to wither a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to lick my cock before the rain shower washed us clean. I could see she got a good portion down her throat.

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

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

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

'' Gayle, honey ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

'' Oooo ... does that find better girls ? Mmmmm ... yes it does ... piteous matter ... mmmmm ... that mean old man was slapping you poor young lady ... oh but this feels sooo gooood. ``

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

I squirted a pretty large load right onto her mamilla, then a twosome lowly ace, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her breasts as she leaned over and licked my putz clean.

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

... except for her daughter ...


- - -

Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch Perfect'and sang along with all the a Capella songs, the lady friend were all kind of airheaded and a bit strange. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat next to me during the moving picture, with her girl Lorrie on my other side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would materialise. But I did n't suffer to wait long.

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

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

She laughed a little. And pulled her terrycloth robe a little tighter. Did n't matter. You could still see her feminine good luck charm lurking underneath.

'' I just came to sing, '' she said. She had a bottle of my lever Justin Pinot grape noir and a couple eyeglasses. We sat down, me in my hustle chair and her in the alloy folding chair.

We talked about a lot of things, but mostly about our post and what my plans were for the future. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of work. What we really needed was a way to make a zombie loose region so that we could then begin farming operation. Plus we now had lots of new mouth from town that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the people we met were skillful, but generally a bit older. Still, some of them had farming backgrounds. But other than the Master 's sons, we had n't found anyone near the girl ages.

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

'' Well I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got kind of defensive. `` I think we 've got a real shot at making something -- ''

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm for sure you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is hard to say ... I want Lorrie to give birth the love of a practiced man. Raise a class. You know, those form of matter. ``

'' 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 dummy. `` 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 grand guys to prefer from, I 'd want you. You just ... you do what has to be done, you work hard, you 're serious at keeping everyone live ... plus you 're amazing at sex. ``

'' Gayle ... I do n't screw what to say exactly. Lorrie 's wondrous, I love her like I love all of you, but ... '' I tailed off.

'' But what ? ``

'' But ... how does she palpate about this ? ``

'' She 's school principal over heals in lovemaking with you. Most of the girlfriend are attracted to you, but she 's actually in love. ``

She 's in lovemaking with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two chief issues here. turn One is, you, Gayle. And Number Two, I 'm not trusted I 'm ready to subside down just yet. I mean, I will at some point, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to keep our group going. I do n't know if I have clock time for a genuine relationship. It 's umm ... it 's moderately easily right field now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the doorway. ``

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 surely I would pick Lorrie at this point. ``

Gayle kind of made a disappointed face.

'' No, I mean nothing bad about Lorrie. But I do n't know her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't look so surprised. We get along pretty fricking groovy. And, I think the great sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't mean you had to marry Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. Keep it in mind. ``

'' So if she comes a-knocking at my door some nighttime ... you 're ... what ? ``

'' I 'm fine with that ! Just .... be wanton on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a virgin. ``

I thought about our gun-cleaning school term a week ago. Lorrie seemed pretty quick to undress.

'' You sure about that ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, she would 've told me. ``

'' So, if you want me for her, what was up with the shower today ? That does n't appear to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the sleep of her wine. `` I 'm not perfect. I had this vision of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't sound good at all, does it ? I mean, I at least require you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds kind of poor fish now that I say it out loud. ``

I drank the rest of my Pinot and poured us both some more.

Have I mentioned how gorgeous Gayle is ? My dad was a horn dog in his day, even as an older man. He like the full-figured gals like Marilyn, Mamie, Rita, etc., but his favorite was the Italian babe, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a fair resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly thing like wipe out a lot of automaton with your bare fists and come back for your payoff. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go tone her up. Sophia, I mean. Check out some of the jr. pictures of her, when her hairsbreadth is somewhat straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's mammilla are bigger. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the room a bit, then I knelt down in front man of Gayle 's chair.

'' Gayle. '' I placed my hand on her cheek. `` Even if I fell in love with your girl, and wanted to spend the repose of my spirit with her ... how could I possibly only make believe lovemaking to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her wax lips. Her hand came up to me, she ran her fingers through my hair.

Our lips pressed a little firmer together and our sweet kiss turned a fiddling hotter as I moved into her a little more. I broke the kiss, only to get a slightly different angle and originate kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her lower lip, and sucked it into my oral cavity, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her spine against the wall. With both my deal gently holding her face, I kissed her with passion and tenderness like I 'd never felt before.
Gayle had slipped her work force underneath my t-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my back. Then she continued to osculate me as she pulled me tight to her.

'' Jesus, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an ounce of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being squeamish. ``

She slipped my t-shirt over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` Stand over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a child ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk light, in just my faded jeans with a bulging crotch.

'' Turn around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a little for her.

'' Sweet Redeemer, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, cipher 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your perspective, Gayle. ``

'' plectrum up those weights, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a couple 30 hammer dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few curls for her, some standing presses, I turned my cover to her and did some sidelong flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her the right way hand gently rubbing her impart breast, and her left forefinger in between her look teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of assuredness to know I turn on a chick. 38 years old. Semi-ripped. Still have my hair, all of it. I guess I 'm not the spoilt guy they could run into in a zombie 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 threshold. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one Virgo the Virgin in my whole aliveness. It did n't go so well. deal of pain. Crying. Shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so fluid with charwoman ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm dreadful. So, you really require me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the right field word ? Deflower your daughter ? ``

'' I ca n't think of anyone I 'd rather throw do it, '' she said, twirling her fingers through my hair.
I kissed her her on the backtalk for a few moments.

'' You want me to, know your girl ? '' Long ... buss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to have to fellate her tits for a real number long time. '' candy kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to lick her kitty. '' Kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will fellate my cock. '' buss with some tongue ...

'' She will be good, I promise. ``

'' How do you know ? ``

'' I 've made her practice. On bananas and cucumbers. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No darn ? ``

'' No bastard. I told her it was an important skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing position, but we kept close and kissed more. I undid the belt on her robe, sliding my helping hand between her quiet skin and the robe. I cupped her ass cheek and pulled her to me, she could find my erection now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to plow up or anything.

'' Not always so Nice. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my jean as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down adjacent to each former, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just love mamilla. All titmouse. There 's just something about them that drives me testis. Yeah, big surprise. But more than most bozo, I love them. I love to lick, and nibble, and twirl my clapper around them. And they all feel so different. Some are unbendable, some are really spongelike, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as practically as I could. Some nipple sharpness here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too lots time on the tits, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could blow them for hour ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Christ no. It 's like the best massage in the world. Only better. I 'm a thousand percent relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How good is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

wellspring, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her tits and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's breathing increased, so did my vigor. When she panted a little, I grabbed her pussy. With my palm on her clit, I slipped a fingerbreadth in between her backtalk and frigged her nicely. Then a lilliputian harder and faster as I bit down on a big mamilla of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' Suck the early one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left tit up to her case and drew in her own pap to her mouth. God I love that.
I rubbed her kitty-cat faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a twain more minutes when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few clip. 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 rest ... too ... sensitive ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a good clip for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her legs and guided my cock to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... jesus she was so wet I just slid right in.

'' Michael ... just a moment ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fucking .... ''

As my weight set down on her, our pelvic arch rubbed, re-igniting her button. Gayle slam around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't form any tangible words, just moans and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say shit but it was too a good deal try. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck former guys. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend English. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guy cable. '' I sped up my throb to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy piece of ass ! Oh shit Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of multiplication, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking gruelling. `` She should n't ... oh jesus Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it bend 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 nipple, your ass, oh that 's dainty baby yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy slit ... and not just once but a lot of times. ``

fountainhead, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this level, 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 cloudburst down her throat. warhead after encumbrance of hot squirt slam into her oral fissure. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

heaving, she rose up to hitch her breath.

Then she called me an SOB and Slapped my face !

She sat there, all defiant, her centre gleaming. I was fucking work on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her face down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her branch and shoved my shaft back into her cunt. Gayle arched her backrest as I entered her, and she moaned out aloud. I was rather impressed with myself, even though I just came, I was ready for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at Nox ... with her in the room ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your cunt ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a respectable mom. ``

'' You 're a outstanding mom ... a fuck great mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No answer. I forced my hand under her stomach so I could take hold of her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrong ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her soundbox is so steadfastly ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to nurse tool ... ''

'' No Michael ... break off it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm for sure. ``

'' Stop it ... delight oh hoot oh shit oh son of a bitch I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her cunt ... man ca n't you almost savor it ? '' I pulled my hand from Gayle 's pussy and rubbed it on her lip, boldness, pushed my fingerbreadth inside her oral fissure so she could taste it all.

'' You want to savor her ... '' I began cumming inside her kitty-cat. Her snatch walls gripped my prick 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 indorse clock time, filling up her cunt with fiery hot sperm.
After a couple 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 cock with her tongue and sassing, sucking up the combined cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, assist yourself to my sperm cell anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making love to me. This will be the last time. I want ... I want Lorrie to sustain a chance. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the last prison term, 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 President Lyndon Johnson sisters. We got the Masters place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and live. I 'll let in to some jealousy there, those chick were pretty tempestuous fiddling honies !

So we spent most of the day trying to barricade off the town. We 'd been to every house, killed every zombie inside the homes, sheds, b, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always more zombies. We figured they were coming from the road, but why ? From where ? Why are they coming here ?

'' We need to funnel them into a kill zone, '' Erin was saying. My diabolic little killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a sloshed spot where we are protected, but we can pop them with reefer or shaft or something. ``

'' Genius ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up something and then accrue down. So the crepuscule kills almost of them. Or at to the lowest degree breaks their legs or backs. That would economize, ammo, right ? ``

The young woman kind of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ladder and saltation ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me think. '' I had it. So unsubdivided, it just might work.

'' magnificent ! Lorrie, it 's brainy. We get some shipping containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a rectangular thermionic valve. We tilt them up at, like a ten or 20 academic degree angle. We 'll want circumstances of them. Stack them on top of each other or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 infantry high and they walk out the end of the utmost container right into slenderize air. They smash on the solid ground -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a hard landing place ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the region with fence or more cargo ships containers ... ''

'' And when the orbit fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't take to shoot any of them ! ``

We were all very majestic of ourselves. It 's a enceinte fucking approximation. Except, we did n't have any shipping containers. Or a way to proceed them. Or a crane to stack them.

Eh, minor details.

- - -

We cleaned up more of the Town. Not too many living folks, but it 's honest to rid of the lurker. Zed likes to creep around and turn up in the most outre post, so it 's safe to have him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as avid a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her gas, Lorrie really wanted it done up last and personal. She wanted to look into their idle optic as they died again.

We had cleared out a section of theater, then we went back to them to check for salvageable material. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this prissy old house, checking things out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not certainly what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't think there will be any Sir Thomas More. I do n't get it on ... ''

'' Whaddya mean value you do n't fuck ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a picayune steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I distinguish her that her mom wants US to crochet up ?

'' Well, you guys are great together, it would be squeamish to bear a real pa ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my actual daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never creative thinker, it 's fine. It 's all right ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, cipher can shut you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the family some more. It 's kind of sad, looking through a dead person 's life.
Usually, we just look for safety where we might find guns, trunks for ammo, kitchens for intellectual nourishment etc. But this family was different. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this household. I mean really. I could survive in this home if it were n't for the red cent zombies. ``

'' Wyatt said it was once the city manager 's household. The townspeople built it a long meter ago for the then current mayor to live in. But later, it got bought by some rich citizenry ... 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 yoke outfits. `` She had some taste. Where in this townspeople would she wear out this hooey ? 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 shop for lunch, now re-named Masters and Johnson, in accolade of the approaching nuptials between the Masters son and the Johnson babe. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a minute ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two blocks back to that skillful house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a copulate affair from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quickie ! Am I old word already ? ``

'' You 're never old news, my little darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's fine, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a black frock, fitted, with some wild gash. variety of like that Demi Moore dress from 20 days ago. And I grabbed a duet 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 decent necklace, too. `` You 'll want these, too. ``

We stashed everything in the jeep. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' Stop smiling, pop, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your design, Daddy-man ? You going to take her to dinner ? Not many eating house afford right now ... ''

'' well, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' eccentric. Ok, I 'll mean of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

- - -

We spent the rest of the day getting the Johnson sister and the master copy Brothers situated. I let them bear two solar panels and a oceanic abyss cycle per second shelling so they could have lights and charge up assault and battery. We got them some food and weewee, too.

Eventually, the repose of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the jeep. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting shower and having a cocktail or two as we played some music television on the TV. It was kind of cool. At one point, Erin dragged a bundle into my estimator room that included the dress and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her tits and said `` Do n't forget about me, daddy ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her pussy through her camo pants a slight bit.

'' Ooooh dada ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the shower bath ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can taste it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the rampart, little bitch. Spread em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underwear. I undid her gasp and yanked them down to unwrap her ass. I could see her cunt lips, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous petty tit with my pull up stakes hand and with my right, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, Daddy ... yes ... affect me ... ''

While squeezing her tit hard, I gently rubbed her pussy lips, feeling her moisture already, my hired hand spread them apart. I pinched her teat toilsome and held on to it tightly, and slipped my finger up to her button. I massaged her bitch like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' Quiet baby ... check quiet ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just Daddy. Just pappa feeling up his niggling daughter ... His bad little girl ... and her wet bitch ... dad likes her wet snatch ... yes ... he will lick it again soon ... yes Daddy likes her cunt ... ''

'' It 's your snatch, pa, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, dad ... but do n't stop ... fuck me anywhere I do n't handle, Daddy ... even If you marry Lorrie, just sleep together me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her cunt harder, squishing around in all her pussy drippings. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a adept daughter ... you like me squeezing your tits ? ``

'' Yes Daddy ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the time. We shower together, and I pee on her titmouse in the exhibitioner. You should see us daddy ... you should pee on her pap, too ... oh god ! hoot shit squat diddly-squat ! I 'm cumming daddy cumming so good oh shit oh prick ! ``

Erin soaked my hired hand with her juice. I slipped my souse middle finger right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in front man of me, to suck my fully raging peter. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet script. She licked it clean of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might necessitate this previous, 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 waiting area a few minute later, nobody seemed to notice. I took my shower.

I came from my 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 son and fille for dinner. You know, help them out with their initiative meal and stuff. ``

Nice plan, Erin ! What a good lady friend she is ...

'' Well, who 's going ? I 'm form of meter, but I do n't screw if I like the theme of us separating, especially at nighttime. ``

Truth was, Zach had been pretty serene lately, we seemed to let killed most of them in town.
But I had to get to it look good.

'' well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the suppressed 22, my 1911, my blade. The respite of us will be armed also. We 'll be good ! '' She winked at me.

'' well maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to stay with her. We need you up here to advert. ``

I thought about it for a few here and now, hoping to make it calculate good. `` Well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over programme and rules. I was n't too concerned, but I did n't want anything dolt to hap. And you can always count on Zach to score thing stupid.

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We all said auf wiedersehen to each other as the mathematical group went to bolt down to visit the master copy and President Lyndon Johnson hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a piddling headache. zero serious. I 'm going to rest in my elbow room, I think. ``

'' I was going to make us some dinner, I 'll send you in a home base ? ``

'' Sounds goodness, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few transactions later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked dandy in her khaki trunks and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, young lady ? '' I made an overdo bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her best juke southern accent. `` well are n't you just a dear man ? I would enjoy to ! ``

I picked up the southern drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from TX so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` Well darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a petty something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too sort, sir ! I would just be enrapture ! I mean, after all, what kind of dinner kit is one with descent on it ? ``

We walked to my elbow room, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on terra firma did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not authoritative. What is important is that dinner is in one minute, and I do n't desire to see hide nor haircloth 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 next hour, I whipped up some freeze dried kick stroganoff, canned Zea mays, and honest-to-god Bisquick Biscuits ! Then I perked myself up a minuscule, shaved, put on my Charles Herbert Best shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty good, if I must say so.

In precisely one hour, Lorrie made her entrance. And what an entrance !

The dress, black. The design, bare shoulder, with about one-inch shoulder strap that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's ample cleavage. Tight around her stomach, flowing over her hips, and ending just above her knees. Her bare legs stretched down to her satin black stiletto 3 inch heels. Her rich brownness hair tumbled over her articulatio humeri in its naturally wavelike way. Just a minuscule constitution to highlight her eye and some lip gloss to make her sass shiny.

I could n't speak. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a turn a few feet away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I await okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her hands clasped and her eyes shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so striking ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little wave at that point. `` commodity Night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' Well, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me flustered ! `` How about I escort you to the sofa where we can experience 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 ataraxis 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 ash gray necklace around her neck, my hands lingering on her easy skin. She put in the matching earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't believe that this was ever possible again ! I feel like royalty or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her warm waist as she snuggled close. I made us some Grey Goose gimlets over ice. It 's a simple drink, just vodka and rosiness 's linden tree juice, but it 's reliable and to the point.

We sipped our drinks, told each early funny piddling tale, talked about old times. The affair was, she had a way of making me seem interesting. But it was n't forced, she seemed excited about what I had to say. She was either very good at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a plate of food back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a cool chardonnay grape. I find Edward White wine-coloured to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me stories of near-misses with boys ; tons of boyfriends but most were scared of her or too stupid to know what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your course of study ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some interesting scene, for certainly. And one prof who already promised me an'A'if I would kip over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this shit came down ... '' She waved her hand at the nauseating outside world.

'' What about you, why is there no missus around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had trouble remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the mighty one, I guess. ``

'' And what binge now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any female job right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your deary ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to answer that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A gentleman's gentleman does n't kiss and secernate. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her voice trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an answer. But I was having a hard time concentrating with all her tit flesh and cleavage poking through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest daughter here. Prettiest girl anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some practice I could be as good as her in bed, I 'm sure ! I 've watched lots of video recording, and, ohmygod I should exclude up ! I 'm so blockade ! ``

I stood up and held out my hand to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some soft music, this old 70s grouping called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my hands to her waist as hers clasped around my neck. We swayed gently for a few second, and I pulled her cheeseparing to me.

Her physical structure melted into mine, her massive chest pressed into mine. Her tomentum smelled delicious, some rosy-cheeked shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a little membership as we 're working concentrated killing Zeds. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled ilk heaven.

My cock began to twitch. And to fill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a second babe. '' I had to turn over in and correct my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable position. `` All better now. ``

'' You get, difficult that fast ? I 'm drear, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get severely very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvises contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hand down her book binding, 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 moment. I turned slightly and met her lips with mine. Oh god, she was so soft and warm. She opened her mouth slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each other. My right hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a couple of my fingers.

After a few present moment, our backtalk parted. But I pressed my brow to hers, maintaining a very familiar stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me heavily, her mouth working me over. Her hot knife licked my speed lip, then darted inside my rima oris. I tried to squirm her tongue with mine as our heat increased. I grabbed both her ass impertinence full on and grinded my cock into her. She responded with a piffling pant, and then proceeded to suck my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The write up of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me write this share of the narrative. I was taking creative composition in school when all of this went down and, so, I think the report needs my mite. So yes, I was completely in puppy lovemaking with Michael at this point. I was also a virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a penis inside me. I had had other things, like Mom 's purple vibrator, her methamphetamine dildo, a Cucumis sativus, and some other motley, um, 'items'inside me. But not a veridical penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in love with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this period and I was just past 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Christ 's interest. In those aged sidereal day, I think he was comparable ready to collect Social Security ! ( I 'm sure he will be spanking me at about this breaker point when he reads this. )

Well, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something other multitude had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very high measure. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the argumentation, 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 story of James Wyatt Earp and his brothers. It starred Kurt Russel as Sir Thomas Wyat, and had lots of other sang-froid hoi polloi in it. But the reason I 'm telling you this, is because this is the kickoff time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to write his name and soak up efflorescence around it. I used to drop a line my name and his name together, and I would write 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill Page with hearts and flowers ! So you do n't know him ? He was Virgil Earp. Tall, slightly graying hair, and THAT VOICE ! oceanic abyss baritone horn, Texas emphasis, and his character was just a screwing MAN about everything. He was also in Ghost Rider ( my s favorite movie, behind Tombstone ) as the guy in the burying ground who tells Nicholas Cage what 's going on with everything. He did a caboodle of TV commercial, including Ram Trucks for the net few days right up to the zombi spirit Crash.

I do n't know where he is now, but I 'm sure he 's in Texas doing just okay. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega infatuation on some old movie actor.

Fast forward till now. We girls were on the run from the zombies, and we were losing people left and right. You ca n't even imagine the terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained a great deal about 'the crash'of civilization in this fib. ) He was all set up there in his sand trap drinking low temperature beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were near death at every pace. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to go up a fence. I could feel hot lineage running down my back and I could see the fear in everyone 's middle as we tried to find a house to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this house, and then passing out. I have coup d'oeil of matter from then on, but I 'm not sure if they are my actual retentiveness or sour single since I 've heard the tale so many times.

What I do remember is waking up and not knowing what the ass was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty very much lying in a flood of what smelled the like pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a strange elbow room I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to fill up me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our living at the very finish possible second before we were all eaten live. He had taken us to a strong seat that had food, water supply, electrical energy, flick, triggerman, popcorn, and he was n't an asshole ! He patched me up and kept me from dying of infection.

I met him for the outset fourth dimension a little while later that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the night before getting me some medicine, and he was now training the girls in shooting science so they could all bolt down zombies.

So here 's the vista : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a Texas accent ! Not real strong, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got denim on and some kind of ground forces sweater on, and military-looking rush. His air, his demeanor, he was just ... well he was n't a kitty, I can tell you that ! His handsome font appeared upset about something, and yet he was pure sweetness and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a fingerbreadth around my ear, pushing my tomentum off my brass and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the future duad of 24-hour interval, while I 'm recovering, stories start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the girls, and he 's got a big fucking cock. So let 's review. Big cock, good-looking guy, tall, Texas emphasis, has his diddlyshit together, kills zombie spirit without batting an eye, saves damsels in hard suffering, the likes of musical and retro careen, is apparently in effect at pleasing the ladies, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 adept affair to one not-so-great affair. Fortunately, I 've had a life long love affair with my older Sam, so that one affair is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally head over heels, prime time in love with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was win over him that I was so much better than the 8 hot sister already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an injured Virgo the Virgin like myself !

Things went along for a clock time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really desire to look at me at clock time. Now, I do n't require to look like all stuck up and shit, but I 'm pretty shucks cute. I was thinking it was maybe my pinhead. Guys are so weird. They seem to like boobs, but if you 've got over-sized one like I do, they just make fun of you or get all stupid or, I do n't experience what. I know there 's cat who think that 'more than a fistful is a waste', and then there 's hombre who just love monumental tits. How do I recognise this while remaining a Virgo ? elementary ! I watch a lot of porn and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few details of their lone time together. I knew she was smitten ( her Word, not mine ) but she also knew it was just kind of a go ; Michael did n't seem to want to get too attached at this stop. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot Guy, I would n't just decide down with one and tell the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. previous 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 it away ? Sometimes she would whisper his figure. Then she 'd go down asleep. Of row, 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 circularise my orgasm around my stiff mamilla. Then, I lick them clean. I think it 's very sexy. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a little twist. After I swallow down my juices, I like to just hug my boobs to my face, like piano warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my nipples more, but usually they just comfort me. nigh nights I drift off to sleep that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'aid was to suit a world-champion zombie 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 better gun than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the honorable of all the girls. My shaft are, a Gerber mini-machete and a long painters pole. On the rod, we worked up a ear with kind of a `` Tee '' on it. The motility is, I use the pole to try and knock down the Zed, then hack his fucking Einstein with the panga. If he 's really big and I ca n't pink him down, the magnetic pole at least keeps his munition 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 athletic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy vexation outside my minuscule roundabout of friends. In little, I was a narrow-minded twirp. But hey, we can all convert !

Now, I feel naked if I do n't have my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel nervous if I do n't also have my pole and my AR strapped on or within arm 's reach. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't listen saying it. I was just starting to enter the world, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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okeh I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to write about my commencement sexual experience with another person, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's rectify, it 's his story and I 'm only a Edgar Albert Guest writer. Still, I just stood up and farted in his full general management, just to teach him a lesson.

So where were we ... Ah yes ! The dancing ! I did n't go to my Prom because Chris got the flu, so I always felt bad about missing that. And missing the after-prom activities ! But Chris was too shy and did n't know what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Jesus Christ you the great unwashed need to calm down.

So, Michael made us a light but wonderful dinner. Obviously, he did n't want us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the drinks, for certainly. He was so kind, and sweet, and staring into my eye, when he asked me to dance I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our soundbox touched. He traced the scar on my backbone from my neck down to my lower back. It was sexy, not gross, and it just reminded me that this heroic man saved my life on several juncture now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could find little stirring in my pussy during dinner, but good lord I was on flack when we started dancing ! His strong arms wrapped around me, his manful scent enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely exact me over. As he held me wet, my knocker crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could feel something on his right leg. Something heavy. I 'm sure it was his cock, but I thought it was in the eye between his legs, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a endorse, babe. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his deal down his own drawers. `` All honorable now. ``

I was n't sure what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of pornos, the peter were usually just arduous ; I did n't get laid how long it took to go from soft to hard. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This clock time, I could feel all of his harshness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that hard. holy place jack ! My nipples were hard, I can evidence you that, and my puss seemed to be on firing, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The awkward, mis-proportioned young lady ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his impudence, then he turned and he met me with his mouth. Our spit danced and time seemed to support still. adjacent thing I know both his hands are on my ass brass, and he 's pressing his punishing cock into my corporation. I moved a little sideways so I got one of his branch between mine, and I grinded against him like a common slut. But I did n't deal, it felt so near !

We kissed for several minutes, lost in each others lips. His hired man felt so good on my butt, squeezing hard, almost too hard but it not quite. My script eventually drifted down his sides, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare skin for the number one clock time. He did n't birth an ounce of fat on him. I ran my hands up the front of his chest, feeling the conformation of his arduous abdomen and then the beau of his hard pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice breast, mister. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, little noblewoman ! '' he responded. `` I do n't recollect you empathize how near you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his arms like I was just a composition of paper ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' Wait, '' he said in surprise. `` You do n't even screw what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, blue 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 time for subtlety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the Jeep can hold off until tomorrow. '' He started towards his way, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too well-worn and worn out. Virgin busting is laborious work, or so I hear. ``

He just smiled and set me down gently after we entered his room. He arranged the air mattress and turned on a soft sparkle, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a nude man before ? In person, I mean ? ``

I shook my head, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my head, yes.

'' Okay, stay there, I 'll strip for you. ``

He unbuttoned his farsighted sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely breathe. He threw the shirt on the story. Kicked off his shoes, then pulled his air sock off.

'' Last chance ! '' he said as he stood there with his hands on the fly of his jean. `` You can still back out ! ``

In a slightly trembling voice, I answered. `` I might just kill you where you stand if you stop now. ``

He laughed, but I think he saw I was n't kidding.

Turning his back towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his drawers, slowly, slowly exposing the crack of his fag buttock. His ass was perfect. As he removed the gasp completely, I marveled at how the brawniness in his legs and adjoin flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his blazon outstretched a little and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the face was a three-foot monster cock.

Well, I was a virgin, call up ? It seemed like it was three feet long. He told me later it 's about 8 in. All I know is that it was far enceinte than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to death of this thing, and wanting to down it with my mouth and pussy.

luxuria won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my stifle when I got there. I just breathed in his scent for a few moments, strong, musky. My hands on his thigh, I knew from the porn what I was supposed to do, but doing it for real is a unlike story. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's overnice. ``

I began to pee-pee out with his cock, and my right hand came over to grip it. Jesus ! The skin is so sonant, but underneath is so operose ! How is this possible ? And the tegument moves around on the outside a slight, fascinating ...

Gathering up my courage, I opened my mouth and covered his whole tip with my sass. Good god, my mouth was unresolved almost as a great deal as it could, and I only had about an column inch inside ! How do those girlfriend deep throat like in the picture ? But it felt so cool, so honest, and then I had a salty taste in my mouth. I pulled back and I could see this juice slime from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricant. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can try it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some fair sex seem to hate the taste of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer sexual love it, though. I hoped I would like it.

After a couple second, Michael helped me game up to standing.

'' child, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this clothes ? ``

He turned me around and undid the niggling clench in the back. After stepping out of my garb, he slid my underclothes off. The moment of truth was coming, he was going to see my oversized dummy 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 char I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me severely again.

After a few moments, I broke the candy kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to bulge oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm indisputable there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a episode of events. And I want to do them all at some peak. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't believe I was all incoherent. Usually they ca n't shut me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to kiss more ? Just tell me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just pass over all the foreplay and get to the ass ? I 'm really ready now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively spread open. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weightiness on his arms. I could feel his cock bumping around down there, I opened my legs as extensive as I could. He reached down to position his cock, and suddenly it was there at my entrance. He rubbed it up and down my twat a few prison term, coating his cock with my juice. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` screw me. ``

His shaft inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never have imagined. He pressed his hard cock further into me, pulling it back out a slight and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was nothing like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me encourage than I thought possible. I could n't breathe for a moment.

'' That, my honey, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a second, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should have done Sir Thomas More of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His clapper circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some imperativeness, ahh that 's better, gave me a slight breathing room.

'' Bring your tits up, '' he told me. He was resting on his hands so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my sides, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my face, my nipples pointing right at him. He bent his drumhead 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 pussy. His tender mouthpiece engulfed my hard nipple and he sucked it inside his sass. As the Spark continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the other one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my nipple were almost touching each other, he tongued both of them frantically, first off one and then the other. My snatch felt like it was on fire ! Suddenly, the slight ache down there was gone, replaced by a warm, arresting feeling.

Michael pulled his cock most of the way out. I was about to protest when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Jesus Christ, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could grab his ass and perpetrate him into me. God it felt so fucking undecomposed. 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 complete control of me, I could n't move anything except my hip, up and down to meet his strokes. 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 throw he ground into my clit. Each throw I moaned or grunted or made some sort of guttural, primordial racket. My snatch was stretched to it 's limits, but I did n't need him to stop, no lie with way. At some point he reached for and found my pull up stakes tit. He molested it with his paw so much that I cried out.

'' Sorry baby ! '' he panted.

'' Pull on it harder goddamit ! '' I cried.

He pressed harder into my tit and pulled and yanked on it, then he brought it up to our faces so we could both see my nipple. Looking into my center, he encircled my rigid nipple, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it feel better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my nipple, then drew it in my back talk and gently sucked it. I do this all the meter, but I always thought it was a footling weird to suckle on your own dead body parts. I did n't opine anyone else would reckon it was ok.

He told me to hold onto that one while he brought my other tit up. I sucked on my left hand while he sucked on my right. His fucking had slowed, but he was doing these long, mightily strokes now, slamming into my body. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' Switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded tits, kissing in between.

'' Hold them, babe ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his hands and started REALLY fucking me libertine and unvoiced. I pinched and squeezed my nipple and mamilla as best I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the lieu as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his fastness, I felt that howling sensation developing in my kitty-cat. My orgasm, it 's nearby. It 's on it 's way, it 's building up.

'' Michael, '' I panted. `` I 'm going to, I 'm going to cum soon. ``

From then on it was a bit of a blur. Michael told me later I just panted the word 'Fuck'about a thousand times, with the occasional 'Fuck me Daddy'thrown in just for fun. As my climax neared, I arched my back and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my orgasm exploded throughout my physical structure. As my cunt 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 lecture, I could n't move, I was just a bunch of raw pleasure nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful cock. undulation of cum spasms involuntarily wracked my body. I remember hearing a char groaning and moaning, only to realize it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both deal and lifted my cunt up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his midsection finger right up my prick. It felt fantastic. From watching pornos, anal sex always looked occupy, but also very scarey and something I could never picture myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't look all that far-fetched.

With a shout of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this marvellous hot notion in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippy than before. His peter trembled many times, and I clenched hard decently back at him, squeezing as tight as I could. Yes I was a Virgo the Virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my Cuban sandwich, my replacement Daddy, had fucked me and cum in my cunt. I was felicitous beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his skin covered in a light effort. His iron cock seemed to have shrunk a little, or else I was so dilute, I could n't narrate. He kissed me a little, stroked my face with his fingers, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' baby, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to roll off me, I started to detest that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.

'' call for me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his spinal column and brought me with him, still with his decreasing cock inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No beloved, thank you ! You are awesome and this was howling and holy shit I ca n't believe it ... ''

'' It was good, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was fantastic for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Jesus ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guy rope out. ``

Oh yeah, commodity musical theme. He probably should n't have cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a torrent of white cum poured out of me onto him, covering his cock, musket ball, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't worry, I 'll clean it up. ``

With only a little indisposition, I licked up the kickoff gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't like it ? The 1st taste was okay, salty, thick, kinda Wyrd and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also try out pussy juice, how fucking aplomb is that ! Our juice were mixed together ! And, it was finely. 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 grip it at the stern and thrust towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the intragroup tube. Mmmmm, more cum right from the tap. When I got to his balls, he warned me to be easy. testicle are so weird, so raw, and ... ugly ... but in a cool way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the hair and gave me a little tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to let been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both thirsty, and even a minuscule hungry. I put on his dress shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the buttons just to 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 guy rope ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her little kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too short for her and did n't get over up often on top, either. Her cheek looked a slight crimson, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a irregular ! '' she said as she grabbed some cookie from a package. She glanced at Michael, who stood there complete naked with a gleaming half-hard cock, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that piffling tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few days ago, had kind of given him up so that I could be with him. The only livelihood stud within who knows how many Admiralty mile, and who can fuck like a title-holder, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her hard. I cried a little, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was fantastic. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you pass us a mates hour ? I 'll make for back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass work as he walked.

'' Honey ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. Tears of joy and happiness, but she did n't know that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't have to return him up, for me. I mean, he 's fantastic ! I could never do that, not in a million years ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh honey, I just wanted you to have a guessing at some happiness. With affair the way they are, who knows what 's going to happen today, tomorrow, future week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're happy, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hair, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so soft and Mommy-like, it was nice to hold on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my fucking God yes. You would n't think how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would think how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a little bit about sexy things and Michael, and then I asked her something that was bothering me.

'' So Mom. Uh. Anal sex. I um, I want to do it. Tonight. I want to give him everything. But, how do you, um, get ready ? I mean we do n't consume any Astroglide like you use at home ... ''

'' What do you mean ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a little slut ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty ripe spank.

'' wellspring, the accuracy is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' well, deary. I 'm a little older, and when womanhood get older they do n't always lube as much as they used to. I 'm sure, for you, that your kitty-cat succus will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough twat juice ! ``

'' Just pussy juice ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no Doctor of the Church, you know. '' The accuracy was, I really wanted to get derriere fucked but I was scared to death of Michael 's big rooster in there. But I knew some of the former girls took him, so I had to be at least as just as they were at it.
'' fountainhead you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for heaven 's sakes. Lean up against the counter. Goddamn kids these days I swear to God, ca n't enter anything out. Go on, circulate your peg, yes like that. ``

Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.

'' Mom ! '' I gasped.

She easily slipped two fingerbreadth inside me as far as they would go, then she finger fucked me for about thirty seconds or so. I could feel my arousal building, and I could sense my juice starting to feed 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 SOB, depositing my juices on it. She repeated that again, only this time she pressed a unity finger inside my ass a little bit.

'' Okay so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow up. I mean, He has to go tedious. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my bum. It felt wonderful. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass cheeks. `` He should also use some tongue, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spit onto my asshole. Her digit continued to fuck my coffin nail as her other manus rubbed my pussy. Then she pulled her finger out my butt, but instantly I could finger TWO finger's breadth pressing against my backdoor. Oh turd !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan word of mouth had just entered me, when in fact two fingers were n't even half as long or half as wide as Michael 's tool. 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 head, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to feel have intercourse both of my holes as if goose egg was out of the ordinary.

'' Well, in her eonian quest to please you, this petty lady wants to prepare herself for an anal retentive ass from you. Knowing how big your cock is, I figured I better get her fix, somewhat, at least. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my breast as it hung down. His previously limpish cock was now at to the full attending again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I help with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to tell her that a tongue is secure to serve out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his head to one incline and thought for a moment. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much more experience getting butt-fucked than I do. usher me how it should be done. ``

With affect disgust, Mom withdrew her finger's breadth from my ass and proceeded to bend down and works her face between my cheeks. I jumped just a bit as her hot tongue probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand years did I believe my mom would one day be licking my arsehole, or that I would require her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to rub down my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, keep going. you 're doing enceinte. Lick Lorrie 's asshole like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could feel pussy juice running down my leg. `` Guys ! '' I said. `` I ca n't stand here like this much longer. ``

We moved to Michael 's bedroom.

'' I think, '' Michael was saying as he took off my/his shirt. `` We should lay her on her back, that way her pussycat juices will just flow into her tush. Gayle, you work her pussycat and I 'll exercise on these tits. We will get you juicy, do n't occupy, infant. ``

True to his give-and-take, Michael started working very hard on my right hand tit. squeeze, kneading, mashing, fondling, licking, all kind of at once.

Mom put two finger's breadth back up inside my pussy and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juice. Her thumb rubbed on my clit. together with the electric discharge coming from my mamilla, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very ardent and gentle touched my clit. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that matter on my button, it had to be a knife. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my pussy, my snatch. She thrust three or four fingers, or maybe her entirely hand inside my kitty-cat as she licked my lips and button, now finger fucking me fast and hard.

Michael decided that this was the time he should slap my tits. 'Increases the stock flow', he said. As he gripped my tit where the skin rose from my chest of drawers, the end of my tit and the mamilla were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at first, but each one got a short harder, made a little more noise.

Mom pulled out her script from my puss, and forced it against my now soaked butt hole. Her fingers went in a little, then she pulled them back.

Each time Mom rammed her digit into my posterior, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to lick my puss and they both assaulted my bosom and ass, I came in about two minutes.

Pussy 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 renal pelvis cohere up in the air somewhat. He positioned himself at my backdoor.

'' Wait ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's prick, slobbering all over it.

'' O.K., proceed. '' Mom announced.

His peter question pressed into my ass, and I felt it kind of 'plop'into me as his mushroom head gained admission. I stiffened from the sensation. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' leisurely 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 case and told me to unlax, it will be fine. Then she kissed me for a second on the lip, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my Pus and forced her way in so she could lap up my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's spit on my clitoris while Michael slowly fucked my ass little by little. Going deeper. Into the bad place. With my Mom licking my bitch. Are you kidding me ? My mind was spinning in circles as crazy thoughts went through my oral sex. Mom 's licking my slit ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't scare me. In fact I want to. And I want to suck her mammilla, and for her to suck mine, and I want everyone to suck my breast. And I want 20 guys to stand in a circle around me and twitch off on me and hide me in cum, and Mom can lick it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT FUCK ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inch inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Jesus the Nazarene 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 metre with Michael 's virgule. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in heating system. Speaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you quit for a second. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, fuck me doggy style. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely empty feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a moment, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' Baby, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulus for this. Tell you what, I 'll lay down on my backrest, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your head down there. This way I can thrash your cunt while he fucks your ass. You 'll be delicately this way. ``

OK Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her mind as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot tongue inside my kitty-cat lip and on my clit as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be OK. ``

Michael worked his way in between my legs and Mom 's shoulder and arms, and got ready again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a minute or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's cock, I just know that I was feeling a little lonely just sitting here on all tetrad with nothing to do. Suddenly, Mom 's mouth was back on my pussy and Michael 's dick was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my shag god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your spinal column ! His cock slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so full, so filled up, so complete. With Mom licking my cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an enraptured nation. My arms and legs lost control condition, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my cunt hard into Mom 's face. I do n't live how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My face landed right in Mom 's bare pussy. Her reckless fragrance wafted in my nose, her juicy lips covered my nerve. Without any prior history of touching a girl, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her rim, sucked her clit, buried my grimace between her flock, smearing her juice all over my face. I ate my Mom 's pussy with complete abandon.

Somewhere in the middle of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yelp and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my other cheek even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop ? '' He teased.

I turned to look at him. All sweaty from brain to toe, his muscular tissue gleaming in the lighter, 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 adequate. Lorrie, you write like a daughter. Too lots of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a span of professional Lesbian. Lorrie 's ass was so tight, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of line, but you could see a little, well it was fucking awesome. This was better than any oneirism I could induce concocted.

I thought the only affair to make this adept was a little ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my little way, and each slap was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to seem at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's twat juices, her haircloth stringy with sweat, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to stare into my eyes, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her head jerked but she held my gaze, until finally she slumped back down on top of Mommy like a rag doll.

I fucked her hard for a few more strokes, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In second gear, I came too. With a rage, my cock trembled and shook and I emptied my raging spermatozoon abstruse inside my baby female child 's ass. Wave after wave, guess after guessing, I finally finished cumming after almost a second. My tool was physically tired, I could feel it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg brawn after running a yearn way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a nice surprise.

From her goggle asshole, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting back talk. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her mouth closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her backrest. Then Gayle bent down and, with her hands, opened Lorrie 's backtalk. Gayle slowly opened her own mouth, 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 long time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, dead spent. My cock lay there like a dead soldier, or more like a complaining soldier. 'No Sir Thomas More, let me catch one's breath !'it seemed to say. Hey piddling sidekick, it was worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

Time drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their strong dummy against me and draping their legs over theatrical role of me. I mentioned piss again, because I never got any the low time. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two shabu for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. Threesomes can be difficult sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt opinion. Mix in some Mother/Daughter stuff, and I did n't know WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three metre honey, thanks for asking. I 'm good. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to kiss her mom on the lips, dragging a big screw tit rightfield in my typeface. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okey. Tired, but a just tired. I ca n't conceive what we did, what I did. Thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the sterling night of my lifetime. ``

They both squeezed me blind drunk. We drifted off to sleep, each well-worn and satisfy and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio blared. `` Michael ! Help ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my warm slumber with my two babe, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a hundred zombies at to the lowest degree ! They are inside the storehouse ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! Hang on ! ``

The girls were already moving. `` wide-cut gear, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the Jeep ! ''

Sounded like the shit was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm guardian, shinny guard, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to chief street, arm hot and prepare to go. In nastiness of the risk, there were a few smirky looks passed back and forth, variety of like `` Yeah we 're going in to battle, but the ass sure was fun last night ! ``

I rounded the corner a few hundred yards from hardware memory, 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 drop in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't want to just shoot them. Then they 'll swarm us. This is like some variety of damn herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our people were trapped, but not in prompt danger. Zed had forced them into a sleeping accommodation, which was holding stiff. Erin had climbed out the windowpane onto the facade roof.

Right by us, side by side to Mountain Realty, was Jim 's Fix It shop class. I looked in the window and saw a bunch of tools and wear out TVs and other shit. And wire. Spools of wire. 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 get a line me.

'' phone call Erin, distinguish her to keep it up, keep their tending. ``

I had Gayle driving us closer, about 75 yards from the close Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my final mag. I 'll just brandish at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, Oklahoman would be comfortably ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, engine idle, make to roll. I mean, regretful came to worst, we could just labour into a few of them, then drive around townspeople as they followed us. Spread them out some so we could engross them a few at a time. But I wanted to try this wire thing first.

I undid some telegram and wrapped it around the cheeseparing streetlight. With pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the undercoat. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a streetlight on that side, also about a foot off the ground and as fast as I could make it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the next streetlight about century feet away, and tied another piece of wire across the street about a groundwork mellow. Did that four more times.We checked around, no ezed had snuck up behind us from the independent route. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the landrover 's horn.

Instantly, about half the floozy turned to bet at us. Blew the trumpet and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' Ladies, be prepare if this does n't lick. '' I was pretty frightened, actually. If this did n't play, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't be intimate if we could make off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The world-class Zachs got to the 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 terminal and the wire, but then those guys zeroed in on us in the midriff of the street and hit the next wire. Down went those guy rope !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. Balance and coordination are not his thing. Depending on their shape, it can consume 30 seconds, a minute, even more for them to get erect again. Those that did, fell down on the next wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick antics. After a brace minute of arc, with still a couple wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to fulfill them. We had our AR-15s slung on our book binding, I had my spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her long poker game stick.

'' I got the first one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this dead guys head teacher. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's stay close to each former, '' I warned. We did n't want to get surrounded. But it was n't too probably. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the pressure reduced on our people in the building ; they staged a murderous prisonbreak and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his dead point, making sure he was re-dead.
Well, the tone was fucking atrocious. And now we had 147 dead guys in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boy, Sir Thomas Wyatt and Daniel Morgan, looked a little sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Henry Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music final night. You know, just having a little company. It was pretty late, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. Next thing we know a few of these guys started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the morning ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this morning, they crashed through the glass room access, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a room, all we had was my pistol, radio, and my six magazines. ``

'' What did you use to give way out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the article of furniture, got some good add-in. Erin shot the number one few, then we beat the rest down until we could get our weapon system. ``

I was kind of pissed at them for getting themselves into trouble. But I was also pretty impressed. They did n't panic, they improvised, they overcame, they fought hard, they killed Zed.

We figured there must ingest been a herd passing by on the highway. They heard the music and decided to hail take a look. I read about the herds a few days ago. When Zed has no stimulus, he just kind of point of view there. Then a snort tent-fly by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of spate. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a aim. He does n't want to miss out on the action so he follows him. Zena sees two of her ally charging ahead and says yeah baby, I 'm with ya ! Next thing you know, 147 beat numskull are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't bar now !

wellspring the Tripwire worked, got ta do more of that. We got ta get our defenses up. We ca n't just have these guys storming our town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the rest of the day cleaning up. The other remaining townsfolk came out to help, too. Picking up all in Zeds is operose work. We dragged them all about a quarter mile down main street, down fart. 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 detriment feelings, too. Some of the young lady were thinking I was off the grocery store and were jealous.

We broke for tiffin. As we munched down Dennison 's chili pepper, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a little hurt, after all, Erin helped set this whole thing ! Now she seemed a piddling pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really have any principle right now. Except for the soft touch rule, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to go out. But, well, convention social club has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty free right now. I mean, yeah, we have things to do, but we can also do what we want. To some extent, anyway.

'' So, yeah, I love Lorrie. And I love Gayle. And Erin. And Kaitlyn, Payton, Tina, Lizzy, Kristin. I love all of you. Daniel Morgan and Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the love stage yet. '' They made funny gestures of wiping their brow 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 early on, I needed to watch my step with these girls, or they may all reverse on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to wreak. `` Nice speech. ``

'' Yeah right, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the girls ? It 's okay. I just want to know. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the substantial world, you would be my number fille 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 other rightfulness now ... ''

I grabbed a couple of short feet, Lorrie grabbed his deal. We swung him up into a wheel barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your musket ball. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to have to a greater extent sex with you. A lot more. I am in love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to shape out an arrangement here. I 'll think about it. ``

O.K., I thought, think on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry. I 'd suck your cock right now, except it
probably has zombie goop on it ! ``

'' Hey child, I never got to lick you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't want to lose you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an idea for tonight, though, Big dada. You might like it. ``

She was powerful, I did like it.

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Chapter 14 - radical Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my people together.

'' Hey guys, good study today. Let 's get cleaned up for an former dinner up at the sign of the zodiac. Then I want to suffer a strategy session, we got ta do something so this does n't find again. '' We piled into the trucks and headed up the Hill to my shack.

After we all got clean and shiny, we had a gracious meal of canned spaghetti and meatballs, K noggin, and pear tree. Ok, so it was n't all that nice. But it filled us up and did n't take foresightful to make, so that was secure enough.

'' Ok tribe, '' I began. `` We need a wall. I propose we start with the cars in townspeople. There 's ... what, a couple hundred houses here, and only about 15 interest. Let 's take the cars from the relaxation of them, furrow them nose to tail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our petty vale to the other end. That way, the zombies will probably fall into the ditch, and we can facilitate with that too, and then they wo n't be able to rise the ditch because machine will be there on the top sharpness. We 'll forget an opening, and use a big motortruck or bus or something as the logic gate. We 've got ta drainpipe all fluids from the railcar and deliver them in bbl. fill out the battery, ignition system wires and material, anything useful. That should take several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that trivial welding shop down south, see if that guy is alert and help him out. We need him. When we went past him last time, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big architectural plan is to build the 'Sanchez Pit of last'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the recognition, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll need to go about 40 naut mi north and see what 's up with the truck stop there before someone else gets to it. motortruck mean hooey, hopefully food, and god knows what else. Trucks also mean shipping containers. We need those to build wild leek for the Sanchez Pit. And we can use empty trailers to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couple hours, working out the particular of the car wall. That was the most important affair. We did n't feel like leaving the Town without having it be secure so that when we returned the town would not be full moon of Zombies. We also assigned multitude to specific jobs. Gayle and Lorrie would spend at to the lowest degree 2 hours a day learning herbal medicinal drug and old-fashioned doctoring. Erin would become our armory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top shape. Tina and Payton were to become farm specialists so that come up spring we would be ready. The couples of Masters and Johnsons would work on fortifying the paries, building watchtowers, and any other strong-arm security department matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinks. It was good to slow down, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a duad more hours, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big announcement we had agreed on.

'' I have a big promulgation ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a Porno on the living room TV ! ``

Most mass laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm grievous ! I 'm going to my room for 15 second for some lastly minute cleansing. Then I 'm coming out to catch some unclean movies.

'' Anybody is receive to join. If you do n't want to, that 's alright, no worries. Maybe just quell in your room, or you guys can go back down into town to your storehouse. Again, no harm, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get ready to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my room, you could hear a pin drop.

I turned on my tunes box so I would n't hear any conversations or bitching or moaning or vociferation. Then I proceeded to brush my teeth, do some last cleaning and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a picture was rugged. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old schooling. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a yoke of sudor trouser commando style, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the movie, nobody 's here. Really ? Nobody ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll look out it anyway. I started searching through the host to get the movie up. Just as I got it going, I heard a girl 's vox 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 Panthera tigris, is the squad leader. She called out as they marched out, single file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the marine !

Out came the sad looking squad I ever saw. Also, the aphrodisiacal. Erin called out the cadence call and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sentiency in lookin down )
Ai n't no Zombies on the solid ground ! ( Ai n't no snake god on the ground ! )
Killin Zombies all day long ! ( Killin Zombies all day long ! )
Gon na wee-wee me big and unassailable ! ( Gon na make me big and strong ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're right ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Sound off ! ( 1,2 ! )
Sound off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to keep a unbowed look. This was so aplomb !

The troop was now arrayed in strawman of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All promenade nowadays and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, serjeant-at-law ! Was there, uh, a problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' Supply emergence sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a decent camo baseball hat, and one of my camo shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the figurehead. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her adorable little boobs.

'' Dress that line, Sergeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a gracious squeeze on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandana wrapped around her head, a nice white push-up bra which accentuated her hearty titmouse, and fight boots.

'' drawers, 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 female child, Lorrie, who had on a camouflage tee shirt. That was it. And the T-shirt looked like it was having a heavily metre as it had a few strategical countercurrent 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 ! ``

'' cliff down and collapse me twenty ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 sucks ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my sweats, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard cock completely in her mouth. She got a few strokes in before it got too big for her. By the time she got to 20, I was at wax attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your history ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a sinister G-string and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a string around her neck opening, resting comfortably between her luscious boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't have a story ? ``

'' Drop and return me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not real number inventive, not a big talker. But she 's a intemperately worker and she fucks like a race horse. Deliverer, I thought. And a good cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the team called out in unison.

'' Back in line, secret ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and James Wyatt were handcuffed together. Sir Thomas Wyatt had on drawers, which was goodness. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' bazaar enough. captive Sir Thomas Wyatt, drop and yield me ... no wait, open her 20 ! ``

Sir Thomas Wyatt eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's pussy. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to calculate ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Sir Thomas Wyatt got up, his lips and chin glistening.

'' Nurse ! '' I said to the next person, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hair. She also had a two-inch wide bandage wrapped around her chest at the nipple line. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' footprint Forward ! '' nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look healthy, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just have this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my first aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' Bend forward ! '' I commanded. `` stop consonant ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, naked ass, 10 metre. Not that gruelling, but her nerve got a little pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I throw another ? ``

Well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be avid, nurse ! ``

I moved down the contrast to Kristin and Morgan. She had a dog catch around her neck, with a chain held by Morgan. Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very pocket-size in her prospicient sleeve ground forces T-shirt.

'' Let me suppose ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' Henry Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him think, Sir ! ``

'' That 's what I thought. Better give him 20, though. Now ! ``

She eagerly ate his cock up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the group called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. stay. bash it off ! '' I yanked on her mountain chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a lucky sumbitch, Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had war paint on, and was fully dressed in a sexy way ; nice white blouse, miserly black bird, black fishnet, high heels. tinker's dam if she was n't the sexiest one here. Well, excepting my Lorrie, of course of action ! She was also the only one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' Private Tina ! You look ... prodigious. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious Objector ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class streetwalker, Sir ! I want to get bang ! ``

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 time starts in 5 minutes. Those who want to be utilitarian will do me a drink. Sergeant, dismiss the squad. ``

'' Squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the assumption at 0800 tomorrow for piece of work contingent ! Consume accordingly. Any skulker will be scene ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the couch as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my sweats and sat on the couch. I was sword lily I took those 15 instant earlier to clean up, had myself all nice and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV remote when Lorrie came up with a duad of drinks.

'' auger ? '' she asked.

'' My ducky, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat next to me. sort of. She was more like sitting on me. Her firm tits pressed into my arm and chest of drawers. I took about 4 draught of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with drinkable and everyone mingled for a few mo. cypher really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's idea, and we were n't coming through. I downed the rest of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to business ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the lounge, then I slid down onto the floor. Spreading her stage, I began to drub and kiss my way up her knees, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and Momma Gayle sat on the frame next to Lorrie. It was kind of funny. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these lady friend. Many had lost their families, had seen death finish up, were n't for certain about the future, all that. So Gayle spent many a night hugging one of the female child as we watched a appearance on the tube.

So, this was n't any different, except now mum Gayle was completely naked and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at momma 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's second joint as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my pillage. Lorrie 's custody naturally went to her teat, she massaged them lazily through her T-shirt. I could smell happy slight aromas stirring in front of me.

Suddenly, my back was covered in warmth, Kaitlyn laid her soft boobs on my cover. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my dick and balls. Oh god, that 's overnice. Always nice to have somebody lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my back talk across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her clean-shaven outer area. God I was in heaven, and I wanted this to be good for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my hands, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to catch her eye. But they were closed in ecstasy. I felt her estrus on my spit as I continued to search her outdoors. As I passed over her opening, the heat intensified. I pressed my tongue down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot fair sex lava covered my tongue in grotesque flavors.

I swallowed some of her juice 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 jersey, thank god. I needed to see those tit ! My leave helping hand went up to squeeze them while I licked my thumb and index to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her puss and circled around her button with my tongue as my right bridge player began to tease her cunt and ass with my finger. Her juice quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my tongue lightly on her clit, feeling the hard picayune nub under me. I sped up a petty and added some pressure, varying my route as I tongue lashed her entire cunt. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned my head.

'' My turn ! '' Erin exclaimed.

'' Um ... '' I struggled. `` Not just yet. I need to do this, ok Little Panthera tigris ? '' I kissed her on her sassing, and she licked and sucked me clean of Lorrie 's cumulate 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 natural language fucked her kitty-cat. Back and Forth River with my set tongue inside her steaming hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a couple minutes of that, I slid a finger up inside her as I worked my lip up towards her rock candy intemperately little clit. First, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some skilful pressure. The I gave it a few glancing biff, drawing moan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my tongue firmly against her clit.

For the next ... I do n't know how many bit ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clit. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that solid domain into my mouth. I struggled to keep back up with her current of secretions, swallowing as best I could, but I really did n't want to let her go. I slipped more than digit inside her hot trap, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her hard while continuing to harass her clit. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my head between her second joint, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bloody murder as her orgasm ripped through her cunt and spread head throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me barricade after about a minute.

'' dad ! '' she gasped, barely able to take a breath. `` I ca n't ... Daddy I ca n't necessitate it anymore ... Daddy ... ''

Haha ! No fucking way. I held on and continued to lick and suck her clit. Lorrie 's orgasm continued, rising and falling with my hurrying and pressure, balancing on the edge of the waterfall, and then plummeting over the boundary. Only to be on another edge, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a brace transactions of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the last 15 minute of arc, I had no estimate what was going on. I gathered that people were doing some sexy things, but they had all stopped in the last 5 second due to the sum of dissonance Lorrie made ! They gave me a overnice round of hand clapping as I rose from between her legs. I waved to the crew, tipped my imaginary hat, then fell into the weapon system of my Lorrie. We kissed, long and deep, her natural language totally engaged with mine. I felt expert to lie a little, my jaw was a bit tired !

I sat back on the couch and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my rigid cock in both mitt and began stroking me. Her blondish hair blocked my horizon, but I could feel her hot sassing subside onto my rooster as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on lorry lovely, unbending nipples. These child were huge right field now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a job ! Tina impaled her pie-eyed cunt with my peter, at hold up, and finally I had fucked all the fair sex here !

Looking around, mummy Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her teat while Kaitlyn licked her smooth cunt. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the sea captain male child, while her sister Kristin and Lorrie looked on with dangerous lustfulness in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending release flying and her breast bouncing. Her perky slight little girl were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my cock. Her tight snatch clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her longsighted orgasm, I guess a cock in her pussy and in her ass felt pretty good ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's brass, surprising everyone with the total of succus emanating from within.

Morgan pulled his cock from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' succeeding ! '' he called out with his and his chum 's unvoiced dicks at full attention.

Kristin shook her head. I guess the ass was n't her affair. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boys positioned her over Wyatt 's cock, and then Morgan moved up to do it her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her tremendous tits in my cheek. I sucked them for a couple hour, then got up and mounted her from behind. Her pussy accepted my big cock, no dubiousness asked. Not quite as mean as a teenage miss, she still felt fabulous. I gave her a life-threatening fucking, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her face on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean of all those juices. I rammed my tool back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in ecstasy from her double-fucking. I do n't know how those headmaster boys were holding off and not cumming, but good for them !

'' Anyone else ? '' asked Morgan.

Lorrie looked at me shyly, pleadingly.

'' Go get 'em, truelove ! '' I said.


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Chapter 15. Lorrie 's story, theatrical role II
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John Pierpont Morgan laid on his back with his turncock standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hand and helped me lower myself onto Morgan 's cock. Wyatt stood by with his cock standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his brother 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No kissing, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can fuck and suck, but no kissing. Sure, I 'm down !

somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in town. Fingers probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something Brobdingnagian pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyat ! I gritted my dentition as he entered my butt. Good Shepherd Deliverer ! No finesse, like Michael, he just forced his way in. Thank god for the lubricant.

'' FU-U-U-CK ! ! ! '' I hollered. I was double-fucked !

I collapsed on top of Morgan, both he and Wyatt squeezed my boob hard. But Good Shepherd, I was filled up. I pretty often went limp as they pumped my cunt and ass. I could n't even suppose about gripping a shaft or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next affair I know, something big and soft and gruelling and wet was forcing it 's way into my lip. I guess Michael could n't stomach it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three hole filled ! I could savour somebody 's snatch on Michael 's cock. My mind drifted, overwhelmed with sex as hammer tried to get profoundly and deeply into me. My cunt was on fire, my ass felt bully, and I could barely emit as Michael 's huge cock fucked my face.

Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the Brother. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. female child flocked to the two boys as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the trading floor and forced his way in between my legs, and he shoved his hammer 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 bottom, I do n't bang. His shaft was so thick, even though it was only one it felt almost the Saame as having two in spite of appearance me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My head swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My orgasm built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to comminute my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge rooster swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the limit. I begun cumming as I felt his seed shoot into me. It felt SO sang-froid having his dick flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My pussy clenched him back as my unspoilt ever coming swept through me. He ate me out about 15 minutes earlier, that was my best orgasm. But this one, even better. It just would n't give up. We continued to kiss as our reciprocal orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` infant, get off me so I can get these guys out of me ! '' I loved the taste of his sperm and I wanted some. Okay, and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending little pleasance ripples through my entire puss. I held him as close and as hard as I could. I loved him so much.

acquiring double fucked was great, but ... it 's nothing like this. Basking in the after glow with your man.

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Early the next cockcrow, Michael 's watch started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' Fuck me again, baby '' I half-moaned. I checked my pussy, still a bit tone down. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my former hand. I got ta get some juice going !

'' babe, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't take in prison term to do you justice -- ''

'' Come on, Daddy ! '' piped in Mom. `` founder her a band aid ! ``

Mom grabbed his cock and slobbered all over it for a minute. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my branch, and my pussy throbbed the instant he entered me. My clit was still swollen from conclusion night.

Michael locked his munition and rested on them, so he could look at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it right there.

'' Jesus fucking Christ ! You two ! You 're fucking sluts ! ! ``

His dick expanded in me as he filled me with his cum. He came down on top of me, all three of us kissing. Finally, he got up.

'' Come on you guys, big day ! '' Oh yeah, we 're supposed to build up a paries, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` Come here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard cock. His salty cum tasted great, mixed in with my snatch juice. The sight was apparently too very much for him, mom and daughter licking his pecker. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't perform all that well. But that was n't the case with Michael.

'' Fuck Mom, and give her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's pussy as he went back to his room to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to office this car along the ditch. face, I 'm not so undecomposed at backing up, ok ? I rolled the stupid Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this system where some of us moved cars, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during combat breeding, all architectural plan go out the window when the first shot is fired. Well, the first shot, in this case, was one of the townies having a fit. Michael had enlisted their help, and all was going well. Until a twain of them got into an disputation over one of the other motorcar that was owned by a dead person.

It seems that both of these old guys were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. wellspring they got into a fight about which of these Guy should get her car. See, Michael had said we should sustain any 4-wheel drive vehicles, any Priuses or other hybrids, any vans, and maybe a couple of dissolute railcar if we found any. And we let the sustenance folk keep whatever cars they had. But we needed the rest for the wall.

So Lady Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le sabre. It had some huge engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to keep it. The tilt got vainglorious, fist were thrown, multitude pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from town and beat back it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was fine, rightfield up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the shot came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the 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 mind, but, as they say, I got my `` bell rung ''. Two guy wire grabbed me, tied up my hands with those plastic zip-tie things, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their hand truck they had hidden behind some tree diagram. They jammed me between the two of them in the social movement seat. Jesus Christ I had a headache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't seem to have showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My epithet 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your public figure, hot stuff ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, greasy hair and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking black guy, did n't await as bad, but still pretty foul and grimy.

'' fucking you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' Well, is n't that gracious. Fuck-you, it 's nice to cope with you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy teeth and greasy face.

'' Jesus Christ ! '' I said. `` Do n't you jest at bathe ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? Rape me, for for certain. Then obliterate me ? Do n't kill me now, I 'm in making love !

'' FUCK ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about XX bit up the route, the whole sentence he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the things he 's going to do to me. The number one wood was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed slopped or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this gear, and a pistol, and bullets and stuff on a waistcoat while Tom did n't have anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the unharmed thing here.

We slowed down at a negative stimulation for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big Trento says you can pee. '' But Tom slowed down.

'' I 'm going to pee in your truck right now if you do n't let me out. ``

Tom stopped the motortruck, right at the crossway. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how River Trent is about the hand truck. ``

'' Shut up slave ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the dig, not you ! ``

Silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you determine '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me unaffixed or I 'll descend over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her loose, slaveboy, and watch her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me loose, and I stood there for a second. I could see Robbie had a surd on from rubbing my tits and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my counselling. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my hair and posed a slight, letting my long hair fly in the breeze. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a shrub. Perfect.

'' Come on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my United States Army pants, pulled them down and exposed my nude pussycat to this flaming asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squat, and ... nil, at first. Finally, I closed my eyes and tried to slack, and then I let it fly. The real trick was not to get it on my pants. Robbie stood hypnotised. Dickhead. He undid his fly and began stroking his unvoiced little putz. 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 shoot you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't take her, you 're not supposed to even concern her or Trent will belt down you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the early deal. tinker's damn pistol handle on the AR, they let you shoot one handed if you want.

'' pulling up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and shot his consignment onto my titmouse and bra.

'' Alright, come on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my drawers up. My t-shirt soaked in several berth through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and stuffed me back in the truck.

We drove through a Town a lot large than our little one. We stopped after a couple proceedings near a gigantic striptease mall that had a Walmart in it. A large pirate ship iris flew from the top. The big store had hundreds of necros around it.

'' family, sweet habitation ! '' announced Robbie.

'' cum on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bonds and we climbed up this run that took us to the ceiling of the strip promenade. From there we walked a twosome hundred yards til we got to the Walmart ceiling. There were about 6 or 8 armed guys up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombie spirit trying to get in down below. These guys were just hanging out. And staring at me, but nonentity said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` Back off ! ``

We climbed down some stairs at the backbone, down to the storeroom of the Walmart. They led me through to the main flooring, some light filtered down from the fanlight but the lights were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, old, perched up on these exhibit cases, sitting in an easy chair like he was a king on a throne. A naked womanhood kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy pegleg. A mates guys stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the stopgap measure. Tom followed some distance behind.

'' wellspring, 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 fine piece of ass, not this diddlysquat you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the girl who had been at his side. She whimpered and bowed her header low.

What an bastard, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty Whitney Young thing ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trent glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your name, honey ? '' he asked me again.

'' Fuck you ! '' It was all I could call back of to say.

'' Ah, rebelliousness ! How decent. Well I 'm sure we can beat that out of you. Or fuck it out of you. Lots of men here ... they 'd all like a offer at you. Wait a secondment, what 's this ? '' Big Trento had lifted my hair and saw a large bruise near my temple. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetie ? '' he asked.

'' From mother fucker over there ! '' I pointed my head at Robbie.

Big Trent River got very quiet. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, suspend in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a piddling tap -- ''

'' A little tap ? '' Big Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And depend at these tit ! They look existent. Are they ? ``

Big River Trent squeezed my boobs for a few moment. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the nookie ? '' he asked in shock. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his hands in horror.

I told him. `` Genius over there jacked off on me and pip his rotten cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent looked to Tom for substantiation. Tom nodded his top dog 'yes .'

Big Trent slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me touch ... you let me put my hands on YOUR shag JIZZ ? ``

'' No BT it 's not like that ! You see she was -- ''

I did n't see it because I turned away, but Robbie dropped like a sack of potato, his head twisted at a weird Angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. puff his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, lead off talking. Where your from. What 's your setup, how you livin'. total on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to believe of something to say. I came up empty. `` I do n't receive much to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to kill you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My dad. He will kill 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, differentiate me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up cars, like a wall. Down in Larchmont. That 's that tiny town a few naut mi south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a couple men, lots of female child. They had a dyad guns ... ''

'' And, '' River Trent interjected. `` They 're cleanse. Very blank. They got their tinker's dam together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to ladies wear, get her something else to wear. And get some wipe and houseclean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to talk to me, veridical soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to issue forth with him. We passed a guy walking towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy typeface, beady eyes.

As we got to the dame department, Tom relaxed his grip and looked around.

'' aspect, '' he whispered. `` I 'm sorry. They 've got my married woman, my kid. Here, grab a shirt. They 'll kill my family if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your knife back. I took it from that numskull 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. delay til it 's sullen and things quiet down. Too many guy wire around now.

'' But, it 's really just River Trent and his crew. The rest of us are prisoner, or scared shitless, forced labor kind of thing. They make us kill the deaders at the nominal head, but just with rakehell and spadeful. Still, if your man comes, we can assist out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my daddy IS coming. When he does, appease out of his way. I 'll try to keep you safe. ``

Tom looked at me like I was crazy. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in natural process. He 's all chill and stuff, until the prick gets going. Then he turns into this major hard-core killer. It 's almost shuddery, but it 's also totally sexy. And he 's going to save me.

At least, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, squiffy. I could n't get anything even remotely liberal. Big Trent River questioned me for, I do n't know, maybe like an hour ?. He wanted to fuck the layout of our place, how many people we had, how much food, how many accelerator pedal, everything. He threatened, bruise me a little, I held out a longsighted time. Finally I gave some bull resolution. 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 answer, I held out. River Trent punched my stomach. Slapped my legs. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy time. Come on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright Sweetheart, '' Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the heavy stuff is going to come up down just about now ! ``

Trento pulled out a Brobdingnagian knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about rat myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my boldness, between my booby, I trembled.

'' You told me the completely truth, right ? '' he asked. `` zilch but the truth ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the help, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent had a wild feel in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it all-inclusive opened. He cut through my bra. My boobs flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the bozo on the roof are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and check it out. '' The sack increased above us. Trento felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to thrust up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your daddy, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

Sir Thomas More shots sounded, and one of the fanlight shattered. Right near us.

Suddenly, a body flew through the skylight and crashed about 20 feet away. The question was shot and he was a muddle from the fall, but you could say by his wearable. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! shit ! What the Fuck ! James Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another body came through the skylight, Trent and his guy rope fired everything they had at the first step. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped magazine and put in Thomas More and kept shooting at the ceiling near the opening. Finally, nobody had any wide-cut mags left.

This weird scraping interference emanated from the ceiling. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another body flew through the opening and crashed down near us. One of Trent 's guy cable. He must 've had 20 bullets in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still awake !

Trent and his guy rope were in a scare. They were n't ready for anything like this. All their powder magazine were empty, they scurried about looking for More ammo. They finally found a case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another body fell through the skylight. Five. snapshot to absolute shit. They shot a few rounds back towards the hole and ran out of ammo again. Trent screamed at his guy wire to regain more ammo. Jesus, did n't these muttonhead have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the front threshold. Several of their guys went to get some of the cans.

Trent pulled out a gigantic side arm, I found out later it was called a 'Desert eagle'. A guy named Lyndon Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random shots into the cap until Trent told him to pink it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my dumbbell hanging out. Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my head. I, um, take a leak right then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent yelled. `` See who these beat guys are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two drained guy rope. River Trent and Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to charm sight of something. I watched Tom roll the numb guys around, and saw him pocket a pistol. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` Shot in the capitulum, amongst other places ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't make out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

River Trent whirled in panic. `` How many hombre were on the ceiling ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulders. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all beat. Fuck ! '' Trent River pointed the Desert Eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bitch ... claim him off ! ``

I made a cheek at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the forehead. It did n't rap me out, but it hurt like shit and made my head whirl. I could get word Trent but it was like I was subaquatic. I could try him yelling about covering the punt stairs or something. Next thing I know, John Tuzo Wilson has a big gaping maw in his head, and Tom is standing there with a vicious looking on his face and a smoke gun in his manus. I guess he scavenged it from one of the dead guy cable. Tom shot two Sir Thomas More bad cat before Big Trento fired on him. Tom was able to duck down an aisle.

Trent could n't chase him because he heard his name being called. By my pa !

'' Trent ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be friends. ``

'' Yeah properly ! '' responded Trento as he ducked behind a stack of Coors beer cases. `` And how the fuck do you know my name ? ``

'' One of your little toadies squealed up on the ceiling, but do n't worry ! He wo n't ever squeal again. ``

More scene and shouts came from various component part of the storage. The 'slaves'were rising up against their masters ! So cool ! Trent did n't know what to do, or where to seem, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll hit your bitch ! '' Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to point the Eagle at me.

River Trent 's head exploded. I thought, I did n't eff a head could just explode ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each early, hit man pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to squall. `` You 're on the ... same English ''

I blacked out.

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epilogue
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I shot this dunce Trent River right field in his piece of ass head. I scanned for objective and saw this black guy also shooting at Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was form of hoping that he would n't take me since we both shot Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the same position, and we lowered our weapons as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' blanket us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any Thomas More of these bozo ? ``

'' I do n't know, I think my friends took out the respite up near the straw man, but I ca n't be certain yet. ``

Lorrie looked okay, she had a lout on her forehead.

'' Stay here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My name is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You better, Tom. I 've killed a lot of masses today, I do n't mind adding to the list. ``

There was some din up front, so I skirted around through the toy and cosmetics to see what was happening. The cause of the ruckus became realize ; 20 or so mass were beating 3 or 4 multitude to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the charm little girl ! '' They had pitch and power shovel and started advancing on me. There was blood in their eyes !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the quoin, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's alright ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's aplomb. He just killed about 15 of our bunghole warlords. Let 's not stamp out him just yet. ``

As the office defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some captured rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to cypher in particular.

A bruised up gentleman's gentleman, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the woman and kids locked up in the nail salon future door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking piece of shit guard, does n't accept a good deal 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 Sabbatum. For a lucky few, the whole family was shopping at the same time and survived intact. For others, their loved ones were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` rattlesnake '' showed up and easily took over the store and the group. The rattler acted like saviors on the run, and were gladly accepted into the grouping. After the first nighttime, however, the rattler showed their true colors ; they enslaved everyone and began their reign of terror and colza. This went on for three weeks, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the roof. She covered the grouping with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to lower the barrelful, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're alright ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't take heed anything for awhile, I was thinking the worst ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the mass and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens next ? ``

Just then Tom and his crew returned, Tom holding tightly to a woman and a small lady friend around his neck. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new fille ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the chemical group. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't take care ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your rattler on the roof, which allowed me to climb up and into your Walmart here where, with the assist of Tom, we do n't have a rattler trouble anymore. ``

I expected the survivors to be a minuscule more happy about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our intentions. Rightfully so, I guess. The last 'saviors'did n't ferment out so well.

'' Well, guy rope, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These shitheads shot one of my hoi polloi back home. Do you mind if we get some medical checkup supplies ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the chemist's shop subdivision. These guys still had fully stocked shelves of nearly everything. Jesus Christ, I thought. wish well I was a little more mercenary in my way of thinking. I would take everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and little girl still around his neck. `` smell, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinarian. Or, I was. I could demand a look at your someone if you wanted ... Maybe we can exploit out some kind of swop, 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 work out some patronage between our mathematical group, maybe even merge them together ... for our reciprocal benefit. ``

And that 's what we did.

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One Year Later
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'' Please honey ! '' I begged. `` For the sexual love of God put her down pat already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you intend ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling baby Jessie from her mother 's arm and breast. Carefully, I set her pile in her cot. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a little, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly large breasts lay against her stomach, her left one still leaking Milk River. I pulled her out of the rocking chair and led her towards our room and the bed. She tried to debate but I held my digit to my lips, telling her to retain quiet and not awaken the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the doorway. `` I 'm pall from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't occupy, this wo n't take long ! '' I ca n't sit in a room with her for very long while she feeds the babe, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My atomic number 26 cock bashed into her pegleg as I grabbed her teat and squeezed them together.

milk gushed from both her mammilla like a water fountain, except this fount had many unlike current ! Warm milk sprayed on my fount and dripped off my chin. I opened my mouth and savored the sweetened flavor. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the shit out of it. I mean, sucked the milk out of it ! Warm Milk flowed down my throat, gulp after gulp. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the room access, `` Did the baby poop ? Oh ... '' I did n't even front up. It was my give time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the future thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a fiddling. She was trying to get between her daughter 's leg. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a little, so as not to lose my suitcase on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her face into Lorrie 's pussy, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I sort of lose track of clock time when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking nipple, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't bonk how longsighted it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the sense experience from my milk-sucking and her mom 's chiding took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but tranquility orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` Fuck Mee-Maw. ``

'' Bullshit 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you little cunt ! '' As penalization for this break of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's snatch, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's bosom. Sojourner Truth was, I think I had enough. mustiness 've been eight or ten ounce ! Gayle rose up on her knees but kept her aspect buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's pants, struggling to get them off. I 've asked her before to engage them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't remember ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old fair sex, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening pussy back talk. I was too wound up for delicacy and felt a piffling selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and drive my putz in backbreaking ! Oh yessss ... the only thing that feels comfortably than drinking warm tit-milk is sliding my cock into a hot and steamy kitty-cat ! I looked up at my two hot ma. Well, technically one mommy and a grandma. But the grannie just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few workweek I can bang my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too tender from the delivery.

I 'm bad to say, but I could only in conclusion a moment or so inner Gayle 's sopping wet snatch. My orgasm was approaching, and there was n't practically I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... pant ... ) need to remain hydrated ! '' I only had about ten seconds to go.

'' throw it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right next to Lorrie 's human face. Grabbing my pecker, I stroked it a couple multiplication and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot streams of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming mouth. Gayle 's employment kicked in mightily then, so Lorrie was cumming as she swallowed down my jizz gleefully, even gratefully, perhaps.

I rolled off to the English, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's tits. She ground her clit into Lorrie 's erect and milky nipples. Gayle came hard in just under a arcminute, 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 bosom in my case. I revelled in the mixed concoction and my dick recovered from it 's previous DoS of about 95 % tough to completely sway solid again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio set call interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, come in Mustang. '' That was our house call sign.

I struggled over to the handheld. `` Yeah Little Tiger, what 's up. '' Erin wanted something.

'' Just letting you know that chopper flew by again. Looks like he wants to put down. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't shoot unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't fool ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that woman down for ten fucking minutes ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' Hurry up prick. Little tiger out. ``

Is that any way to babble to her commanding officer ? I did n't suppose so. She will need some kind of punishment tonight. Probably have to tie her down and make her watch me fuck her girlfriend Payton. Yeah, that would ferment !

I did want to zip, though. We had seen a chopper go by a few sentence in the last workweek. They were checking us out. It was the Air Force or the USA, we could n't secern which but knew it was military.

The girls helped me dress in my best zombie killing outfit. We did n't have uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more practical matters. They finished strapping on my gearing and I hauled ass down to the backside of headmaster 's and Johnson hardware storage in the landrover. They were going to follow me in a couple minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 animal foot away, the room access machine 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 hands, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few hundred metrical unit. A belittled bag dropped out of the chopper and landed in a heap of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio wrapped in dirty socks and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' Howdy, '' I called, might as well vocalise friendly. `` Whatcha guys neediness. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United States US Army. Do we have permission to land ? I 'd like to speak with whomever is in charge. ``

'' If your intent are peaceful, Colonel, then derive on down. ``

They sat the bird down in a whirlwind of dust and shut it down. After a few tense moments where we each wondered if we would dash at each early, I turned slowly to show I was unarmed. Erin and the passkey brothers still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my people had their weapon trained on the USA fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and approached me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, Mayor, commander, Captain, and forefather of this town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no interestingness in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your guys could assume a less aggressive stance ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their guns elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' Drink, sir ? '' I queried. `` A piddling of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a good idea ! '' I ushered him into the Hardware store where Morgan quickly set us up with a bottle of seaman and two spectacles. I poured us each a couple finger's breadth worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen virtually of our area from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intentions are with us. '' These guys had the upper helping hand, for sure. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and blazon. But I did n't want to just have away the keys to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of Fort Kit Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their fair parcel of living dead hassle, but were fortunate to not fall into total anarchy. They still had over one-half of their troops, about 8,500 folks including families on base.

'' near former installations were n't that golden, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent metropolis conflict. 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 forebode your contraption out battlefront ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Hector Hevodidbon destruction Pit, you mean. Invented by an eighteen twelvemonth old girl, who happens to be my wife and mother of my fry. Anyway, it 's pretty simple, but very effective. You wan na pack a look ?. ``

We walked outside and found the helicopter guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. Guys were smiling and laughing, having a good time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your boy forgot to pull security ! ``

He shook his caput. `` We 've got about an 8:1 ratio of men to women, so your gallon here are a view for very, very sore eyes ! ``

'' Not going to be a problem, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not endure any kind of unwillful deportment. That being said, we do have some VERY comfortable charwoman who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain moral standard. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my 2d in bearing. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised paseo to get to the death pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his people moved here from another townsfolk after a shared incident brought us together. We took over a truck stop due north of here, arranged the cargo ships containers to act as walls and funnel, and to act as ramp for our zombie supporter. We 've got a little Lynx rufus skidsteer machine over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Glen Gebhard Pit of Death ! By the way, we claim all right of first publication and earmark to that name. ``

The ground forces guys were stunned by the demise Pit. We were currently in the heart of passively dispatching a somewhat good-sized heard of a couple thousand zombilators, at to the lowest degree. We mostly stood safety, somewhat out of tidy sum so the izzard would n't get distracted, and fired a inject every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot fall and tried to shinny over the container wall.

'' It 's so simple ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, refined ! You do n't even ask sweetener, right ? You 've got fastball rising from the burning short, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few fourth dimension, and we did n't have enough citizenry or ammo to fight them one by one. We needed a peaceful solvent, and Lorrie Salim came up with it ! I 've seen enough zombi picture, although I never expected to be in one. But the people were always making dumb misunderstanding. They never had a office they could lock down and try and get 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 mazed. The fervidness might die down or a bird might distract them. But then we just ring this bell we got from a Christian church. '' I pointed to the Vanessa Stephen hanging out in the middle of the pit, supported by a 2x4 social organisation. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacons, cop lights, to get their attention again. When it gets slow up, we have to block up the Allium tricoccum so we can scavenge out the trampled bodies. That 's probably the crowing danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's judgement was spinning. `` You could, wow, ramp up more Allium tricoccum, dig a deeper pit so they always break, rig up lights so they fire in sequence to create illusion of apparent movement up the ramp ... holy darn, this could really work. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' well, sir, it does oeuvre. But yeah, you could enlarge it sure, you 've got big equipment, right ? ``

The Colonel ushered us aside and spoke to his men. They all seemed pretty excited. After a twain minutes he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you guys gain me a list of what you need ? You 've got a good frame-up here and I want to see you succeed. You 're going to need more than tilled land than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with pure glee. `` Well. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be prissy. Ma 2 and Barretts, and mickle of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallons of petrol, and tanks to hold it. A few thousand MRE 's would help. What else. Clothes. Soap. gutter newspaper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah FENCES ! We need fencing cloth so we can flesh out our farms. caprine animal, chickens, oxen, and some Sir Thomas More kinfolk, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' city manager Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okay with you, I 'd wish to set up an auxiliary post here. Man it with 50 people. Some Humvees. 2 Strykers. medical examination preview and faculty. And I 'd care to volunteer you a delegation as a Major in the United States Army Reserves. The station will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm reward sir, '' I said, my articulation faltering. `` Not trusted I want to be in the Army, though. I just want to stay here and raise my family. No disrespect, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reservation. You 'll stay here and command the entire county, maybe even several counties. But you will live here. With our support. Meanwhile, we will take your Sanchez idea and liberate all of Colorado, and the area, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chopper. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as applied scientist and designer of the new post. Erin fairly leapt at the probability to see Cpl. Flint around. Poor guy, I thought. He does n't stand a prospect !

I went back to the theater and told the ladies and the babe about the conversation. Jessie spit up a small, but I did n't take that as a negative. Gayle, however was a lilliputian different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these Army cat waltz in here and get over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about numskull that live off the government tit ? ``

Well, shit, when she put it that way, it did n't go like such a good deal.

'' sister, '' I said, trying to go hopeful. `` We have to connect with others. We have to get rid of these snake god. 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 capable to arise, and become something other than just semi-starving zombie fighters ! We do n't have to go back to the old agency of pure greed and avarice, but maybe we can pass water a adept world this clip. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this shit up. I do n't need to be beholden to the Army, either. But I feel the best way to improve the world is to get involved, be the one on the interior and guide insurance and variety. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the residue of the globe dies completely ... ''

What the screw did I just say ? I do n't desire rattling, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie feverishness, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't require you leaving us. Show the Army how to construct these end Pits. But let *them* do it. You stay here, mister. That 's an order. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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Four days later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'Army uniform. Already had a medallion on it, too. Red, white, and gamy stripes with a'Z'in the center of it. I got several lot of camo also, as did everyone in town. But the colonel said I should wear this for my formal inductive reasoning and address to the town.

I stepped out into the family room of my adobe castling to see what the ma'am thought. They were already dressed in their new camouflage utilities.

Wolf tin whistle. Catcalls. Fist pumps. And that was from baby Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' Turn around Mr, '' ordered Lorrie. She and Gayle and Erin made appreciative noises.

'' It has to be done, '' Gayle said as she began moving towards me.

'' Definitely, '' added Erin, also moving.

'' Cover me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to address the military personnel in ... XV minutes ! ``

'' This wo n't read that long, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my uniform pants and took out my hardening hammer. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her uniform blouse and took her tits out. Staring me down, she lifted her pap to her rima oris 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 acquaintance faggot Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

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