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Chapter 1 - The Beginning
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging pecker. Her disheveled blonde hair's-breadth partially covering her face she lolled her head from side to side as her climax wracked her entire eubstance. Her beautiful titty quivered and excite like only big white meat can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her orgasm left her spent of energy.

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

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

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 calendar month, although that really was n't my style. After my divorcement, I played it pretty fast and loose with the ladies. null too oceanic abyss, zilch too sober, just kept it light. If the Lady was in to me, then, large ! If she was n't, no worries, there 's more.

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

I squeezed one tit hard as my early arm supported me. Her soft flesh felt rattling in my hand. Just beautifully spongy and yet business 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 pap, to which she accepted and gently drew into her mouth. I kissed her and she released her nipple ; we both licked it vigorously as my engorged tool continued to bonk her tight pussy.

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

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

'' No, but it 's o.k. ... please Michael. ``

Yeah, heard that one before. That 's how I got married the number 1 sentence. She ended up miscarrying but we were married by then.

'' Okay sister, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my shaft a couple times and her slit responded with death-grip clenches as she came. I wanted to cum on her boob and cheek. I wanted to coat her entire consistency with my sperm cell. I wanted her to know that she was very special to me. I could barely carry my cum.

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

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

I stroked a dyad metre and felt the fantastic spirit 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 nerve with her workforce. My cum splashed onto her mammilla and a couple watercourse hit her blocking work force broad force. Dammit, would 've gone right in her mouth, too. She turned her header as far to the side of meat as it would go. Still, a few stray fall and splatter got through and hit her cheek and neck.

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

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

Jesus of Nazareth, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

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

She began gathering up her apparel. She would n't search at me.

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

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also remember your warm-up blow job was debile at best, and lasted almost a minute and a half. I was just so rouse to cause you in my bed that I did n't take care it at the time.

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

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

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

people should just have house around their neck opening. `` I suck at blowjob. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lick twat. '' It would save us all a lot of hassle in the foresighted run.

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

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

Right. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

I packed up my landrover with a caboodle of gear and headed north out of genus Phoenix, up to Colorado. No, I 'm not telling you where it is, exactly. I do n't need a lot of you people showing up here, especially after all that 's happened.

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

It 's a cooperative venture between myself and three of my richly school day sidekick. One of them, David, had this land above a small town. We decided it would make a cool off lam. So we built a small cabin and took turns using it on weekends. We each contributed a sure amount of money each month for improvements and such. After 15 year, it 's pretty fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the place looks like a nice southwesterly adobe family. It 's rather deceptive, though, as the rampart are 3 base of steel, brick, dirt, and adobe brick. The window are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are great for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's form of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and conceal storage region where we 've got 3 40'containers of solid food, vesture, supply, weapons, ammo. Then, in the service department, we 've got a Unimog ( crazy, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater Rhinos, a two seater Razr, and a few motorcycles. I do n't mount the bike, though ; too uncoordinated.

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

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` Information officeholder '' of our group. substance, I built us a mesh with satellite accession to the 'net. I had superfluous servers and spare parts to finale for years and years. Part of my job was to download stuff, selective information. So I downloaded Youtube videos of how to hold Diesel fuel, tutorials on farming, article on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, goat milking, Scripture on making whisky, plus I ripped thou of movies and stored them, too. We had a pretty in force encyclopaedia of cognition and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And porn. I downloaded lot of porn. picture and stories. 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 dialog box out and set them up. Got out the windmill, checked the batteries, checked the fuel levels, checked our water tanks ... basically made the berth livable.

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

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

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

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

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

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

So I assured him I would check it out. Reluctantly, I put the nearly perfectly Pisces the Fishes back in the creek, packed up my gear wheel and strolled back to the cabin. I flipped on the browser to our ducky prepper site.

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

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A doctor. He said he saw a guy at the infirmary ascent up after a heart approach. He bit like three nanny and orderlies. The metier passed it off as a crazed lunatic. ``

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

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

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

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. Zombies. If that 's rightful, I 'll need more of my guns. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my command AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my married woman, now ex. ( We decided to have standardized guns for parting etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's delicately, but I want my 1911, my former AR with the visualize CRO, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other pistols, and more ammo, and some other shite. And, night as well get as a great deal solid food as I can while the store 's are still open.

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

So I locked up the seat, loaded up the AR and my Glock and a few hundred rounds 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 hoi polloi at a mortuary in Mile-High City. I pushed the jeep 's gas pedal a little more.

After a grueling trip abode, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to keep going. I packed up apparel, pictures, bauble, cameras, anything of value. I have a decent-sized off-road public utility company trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that stuff. My landrover I filled with my hitman, ammo, other weapon system, my Au and silver rounds, all my tools, and cans of gas. Grabbed my local stash of hard currency, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour super Walmart.

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

So I literally bought well-nigh of Walmart 's canned yield. Filled up an entire shopping handcart of knockout and pear tree and pineapples. Took that out to the trailer and dumped it. Went back and bought another go-cart of give the sack veg. Then I went for the force out heart and soul like stews, tuna, volaille, junk e-mail, chili. pick out two carts for all that.

More trips for soups, veg, and then the boxful of spud stunner and pasta ravisher. More trips for cooking oil, spices, 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 bear in mind me asking ? ``

I thought about it for a import, then spoke straight up. `` Might be the zombi spirit, Stan. You should get ready. Get some intellectual nourishment and shucks. '' I tipped him a pair of hundreds. He was really helpful.

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

'' Code blueness to madam wear ! codification blue dame wearing ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the helper gallant, Stan.

'' Medical, '' he explained. `` Usually means some old peeress fell. But could be a heart attempt or cam stroke. We get those sometimes. I got ta go gibe it out. ``

I paid the clerk. We heard screams coming from close by. Coming from the Lady clothing discussion section. Two char staggered out from the racks, with child wounds on their arms. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The Rescue
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I got the hell out of Dodge, err, genus Phoenix. When the shit hits the fan, you want to be inaugural out or you 'll be stuck in dealings muddle forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Sunday morning so the roads were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily laden Jeep up the 5,500 foot mount on I-17 to Flagstaff.

Talked to my crony on the cell, they were all making their way to the cabin with their wife. 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 screw off. I told her to suck a dick until it cums.

Called my parents. They did n't consider me about anything. Dad did hold in that the door was locked. Sigh. I 'd set them up with as practically stuff and nonsense as I could, but you can only do so much for people. They did n't want to come over from Vegas. They do let a shotgun, water cask, MREs ... should last them a couple months.

Went up to flagpole and turned east on 40, could see some flak burning in the little city. become 50 some-odd miles outside of town, then found a side road to hide and demand a rest.

Many hours later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had pile of excitement, though. Ran over 10-12 zombies. shooter a few more than. Saved a few lives, for the prison term being, at to the lowest degree. moral for the future tense, firing your gun INSIDE a car is hazardous to your sense of hearing ! The movies do n't devise you for how tatty that can be !

The little Ithiel Town just below our chemical compound in the mound seems to be okay. The tidings is reporting instances of terrorism on a large scale. No citation of living dead, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and equilibrate reportage. Do n't want mass to make love what 's really happening. The websites are going softheaded though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

David stopped answering his cell earphone. So did Chris and Steven. Maybe the cells went down due to force outages ? They are far too wise to get caught up in this bull. I hope. But then, I drove out of only one actual urban center. They 've got piles of metropolis to get through.

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

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

I re-considered on the third day.

Now, my landrover horse wrangler already proved to be a pretty good zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tires, M/T 's with severe knobby pace. It 's the 4-door framework outfitted with extra gas tanks, 5.13 cogwheel, offroad lights and nicknack, it 's reasonably heavy. And it has a big ass bumper in the front which proved great at knocking over Zed and his Zed Friend. But for real survival, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 multiplication stronger than the landrover, has higher ground headway, has four room access and a motor home box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German language army-type vehicle, then they became uncommitted to the world. This one was originally a bidding and communications motortruck. We rigged it up as an emergency hand truck with a ladder, medical examination geared wheel, blast fire extinguisher, gun wheel, everything we could opine of.

I put on my camouflage train. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike power train. It has hard charge card composition that cover the chest and back, forearms, cubital joint, upper weapon system. I figured it would be unvoiced to get prick that way. Put on my pectus 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 boots, struggle guards, knee pads, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar baseball mitt that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a confused army man, nothing really matched but what the Hell. I do n't need to be camouflaged from Zed, just want to be hard to eat. Grabbed my shotgun, AR, and a stamp down .22 caliber rifle.

Got in the Mog and repel to town.

Much of the town was restrained, I turned down onto the deserted primary street and kept a expression out. In my mirrors I could see a strange site ; zombi exiting stores and turning to follow my truck. Was everybody deadened ?

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

It was smooth. Too quiet for the Zombie Apocalypse.

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

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

Time to go. I got back in the cab and was quick to turn the key when I heard several female person sidesplitter from a nearby house. Shit. That 's also the counseling where the moans came from.

I took the paint ( did n't need to leave them in the lighting and have some live asshole take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my freehanded AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the house to investigate.

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

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

My first magazine emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the second one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the 1 on the steps. I then tried climbing the stairs, but it was full of origin and gore and really dead zombies. The yell remain upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could get wind some moans up there, though.

Shit ! Some automaton motherfucker grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a couch. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a stilt of beat Zeds. The female sidesplitter continued upstairs, I figured I could obliterate this fallen one later.

I ran back outside, started the Mog and backed her right wing up to the home, destroying the picket fence and garden in the process. But now the top of the rear camper box was pretty much in production line with the porch roof, which led to the sec story window. Climbed up the goon, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch covering, and I landed in the upstair hallway.

The zeds up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullets. The screams continued in a bedroom. I turned in to see a gal and a woman trying to hold off two zombies with chairs. A bunch of the great unwashed were backed up in the box of the way. They were n't going to last much longer. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a little but heavy duty combination tool of crow-bar and shovel. The spadeful border are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw edge and a bottle undoer, so it 's pretty poise. I hooked one Zed with the wrecking bar end and pulled him off the young girl.

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

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

Zombie groan outside. They 're coming in the sign 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 hit man, just some garden profligate and spell of Wood, a baseball bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed gear up to gift up. They were also mostly in chick 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 register them I was just a regular guy.

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

A Greek chorus of `` Fuck yeahs ! '' and other affirmatives followed, until this older char stepped forward from the others. And by honest-to-god, 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 checkup supplies ? '' she asked, desperately. `` First aid kit ? Food ? What ? I 'm responsible for these girls. ``

She was stunning. Her medium length black pilus was a muss. She was dirty ; blood and grime on her nerve, and I thought she was the prettiest affair I had ever seen. Kind of Latino looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

'' I mean, I 've got a secure place, solid food, first aid, more accelerator, you 'll be secure. dependable than here. '' She thought about it for a moment. I held out my deal. `` It 's now or never, sweetie. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' John Rock and roll ! '' she said with zest. She fired a guessing down the stairs. Then a mates more.

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

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

Blake, the dude of the bunch, helped me with the downed girl. She was bleeding pretty badly from a combat injury to her back, her clothing was in tag end. It was intemperately to point her because we were trying not to touch her back. The pretty lady was helping too. Turns out this wounded girl was her daughter. We finally got outside, and saw 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 planetary house. `` What 's that biddy 's public figure ? 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 federal agency across the floor.

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

'' kickoff shooting, steady. detain on this side, though, I 'll get the other position. And you. Yeah you. ``

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. Spot for her. Tell her which 1 are closest. obliterate the tightlipped unity first, then mould your way out. Here, hold these two magazines. Do n't throw away the empties. ``

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

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

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

Bam Bam ! Another one over here ... Bam ! And here ... Bam ! Bam ! diddlysquat missed Bam ! Bam ! Bam ! click ! Oh yeah, only eight rounds in my .45. Got ta keep comfortably cart track when I 'm shooting.

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

'' Clear ! '' I hollered up to the little girl. `` Bring down the trauma female child ! Then everyone else. Erin, you keep lookout ! ``

Not as gently as we would have liked, we got the injured girl down and into the motor home box of the truck. The other girl 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 line behind with me.

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead heads and bodies as we went. The truck lurched and heaved face to side as we listened to the sickening sounds. Two or three daylight ago, these were mommy and dada, shopkeepers, barbers, high shoal kids ... today they are just dead core walking. This world sucks.

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

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

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few more on our way out of townsfolk. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her face glowed. The other three missy in the support posterior mostly just whimpered and whiff a little.

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Chapter 3 - The Arrival
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We got up to my chemical compound. Locked the logic gate as I was certainly we would receive some followers. Found out that the trauma girl was Lorraine and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our little medical room. Yes, we actually have a room for this. Like a flyspeck MD office. She was barely conscious, but I got her to withdraw some body of water and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help observe that, underneath her buck blouse, Lothringen had wonderful breasts. Like mother, like daughter, I guess.

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

Back to the injured Lorraine. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the data guy. My buddy David was the Medical Man. He took all the Red Cross grooming and CERT classes and studied the books and shit. I hate lineage. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of early citizenry 's blood, either.

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

I cleaned the wound as C. H. Best I could. Got out the needle and suture ribbon, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lothringen had passed out by this time. My stitches would own made the Frankenstein creature blush, they were that bad. But they seemed to halt the pelt together. I slathered her with antibiotic ointment and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't help but notice that no topic how pretty her female parent was, this bruise girl was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, eighteen. Jesus, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gayle began to do back to rule. `` I, I do n't love how to thank you ... I do n't even lie with your name ! Oh I 'm such an ass ! ``

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

'' Gayle Sanchez. Well, thank you, Michael. You 've saved my sprightliness and my daughter 's ... May I give you a snog ? ``

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

Our sass met in a gentle, chaste kiss. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a second at the most. But we stayed there for various seconds ... then I squeezed her a petty tighter and our candy kiss became a little more passionate. She squeezed me back as our backtalk pressed harder against each other. I became extremely conscious of her knocker pressing into me, and my shaft started to stiffen. Her breathing increased, along with mine, our lip opened a bit, and sure enough, our tongues met at the same time. She was dirty, smelled a little, and her hair was completely nonadaptive ; I wanted her badly.

My cock roared to full attention as her moist knife darted around mine. It pressed into her waist. My handwriting slid down to her chick, I could sense the bare cutis of her back.

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

We broke the kiss.

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

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

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

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

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

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

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

When I finally came out, I was greeted by a round of golf of applause, then instauration and hugs and hugs and more hugs. But, I did n't really commend anyone 's public figure that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty good looking bunch, and maybe a set of sisters ? Blake and the little girl returned to their stadium of chili con carne quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really consume much in 3 Clarence Day. Gayle and I joined in the eats session and the mode was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to mean. Meaning happy. They were well-chosen to be alive, I was glad to take some company, better-looking party at that !

I showed the little girl where the exhibitor was, got out some of my ex-wife 's clothes and mine too, and told them to try and find something that fit. They were mostly just camouflage clothes, my ex took all her street clothes. Also pointed out the 'feminine products'to which I got more hand clapping and hugs. Told them I was going to operate down the outside and would be back in a few minutes.

'' I 'll amount with you, '' volunteered Erin, the hit man chick. `` I 'll watch your back. ``

'' Sure, be trade good to ingest some more eyes. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her cheek and work force. In all the muddiness and fighting sooner, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking just looking. Nice niggling frame, a little over five human foot marvelous and not giant booby. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other girls, she seemed improperly dressed for the occasion, but she did sustain some kicking that seemed to fit.

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

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

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

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

She rammed the spike right hand into and through his forget eye, piercing his head. Jerry stopped all his useless motility, hung there for a irregular, then dropped to the ground.

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

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

'' Um ... yeah ? '' I do n't bang 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 response. Some cried, some get heroic, some became animals, and some got very horny.

'' No dickhead. I want to fuck just about anybody right now. But I 'm on my damned period ... ''

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

'' Yeah, um ... I 'm not so full with the whole blood thing ... piece of tail, there 's another one over there. ``

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

'' Jesus Good Shepherd ! '' 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.

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

She then knelt down on the flat coat with the rifle between her legs. She pulled it up into her puss and grabbed her boob through her blouse. She moaned with pleasure as she gripped the rifle with her thighs.

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

'' Jesus of Nazareth Christ, yes ! Let me suck that, please ? Let me give suck your big severely cock. ``

With one hired man pulling the rifle into her pussy, she gripped my raging cock with the former and immerse me with her mouth.

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

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

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

'' You fucking GO Erin ! Yes ... you were a fucking animal today ... you 're a fuck laborious corps killer ... suck that cock, suck it suck it suck it oh piece of ass I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

I expected her to pull out back, but she did n't break stride at all. She kept sucking my gruelling putz as it began to pulse and throb.

Fiery shots of sperm exploded into her mouth, down her pharynx. She kept her sassing on the tip as her hand stroked me, coaxing out more cum and Sir Thomas More cum. She swallowed immediately to take a shit room for it all, and swallowed some more.

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

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

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

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh fuck ... dirt ... asshole ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the waves kept cumming.
I spotted a zombie at the fence. I traded script so my right was now free to cast my .45.
windfall ! And the Zed 's head exploded.

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

microphone boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' FUCK ! ``

Boom !

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

Boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

Boom Boom godsend Boom !

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

I dropped the abandon pistol on the ground.

I was hard as a fucking rock again. I had never seen such a carnal presentation in my lifespan. I furiously stroked my turncock as she watched. In a few s I shot a small freight right on her gorgeous little tits. The sperm cell was less, but my coming was capital. Holy shit.

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

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

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

'' Yeah, zombie. ezed. izzard. Zekes. You want to wipe out some more, right ? ``

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

'' I need you to fuck me, Michael. Seriously. aunty Flo leaves town in a couple days. ``

'' You make for certain it 's all sort out and I 'll eat your cunt till you beg me to halt. ``

'' That 's not gon na befall ! You 'll be licking pussy for Clarence Shepard Day Jr. 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 Sir Thomas More shooting we heard ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear. `` Few more zombie showed up. Right at the fencing. ``
Some of the girls were all novel and light. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camo pants and jersey. A duad were still dirty, waiting their turn. Blake was all clean too. Guess he did n't lie with about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a computer in this small power over here. And I 've got a lozenge. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's remaining of it. Why do n't you do ... five minute shifts until everyone has a shot at it, then postulate ten minute switching. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' How 's your missy, um ... ''

'' Lorraine. ``

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

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

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

One lady friend 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 Sir Thomas More of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in bowlder, Centennial State. A group of 20 of the sorority girls had gone down to south Mile-High City for a funeral of one of their friends who 'd been killed in a car fortuity. The service was at a funeral domicile and, during the service, one of the early all in bodies came out of the plump for room and started to bite ethnic music. This zombie bit five or six people before they subdued it. The girls fled in affright. Gayle, the business firm mother, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to pee their way back, massive dealings jams developed as zombi and people ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their girls died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the girls on the bus.

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

Everywhere they went, it seemed to be getting worse. They thought they might hole up in some smaller blank space like Centennial State bound or Littleton, but they were all in the cognitive process of being over-run. They kept heading south.

They ran out of gas a couple miles from here, and hoofed it into townspeople. Not so easy with panicky daughter and high heels. In Town, nobody would help them, the zombies were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned house with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

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

'' So am I, '' she said. `` So am I. You do n't have a go at it 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 touch with anybody.

I decided it was sentence for a picayune change of pace.

'' Alright noblewoman. heed up. We 're having hot chocolate and movies in ten transactions. Get your jammies and get ready for bed ! ``

I made the hot chocolates, and put a progressive measure of bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a movie as the missy found place on the couches with their pillows. Most were in my packer short circuit and my olive drab T-shirts. They all asked what picture show, but I would n't tell them.

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

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

Julie Andrews appeared on the top of a pitcher's mound and started singing `` The pitcher's mound are alive, with the sound of euphony. ``

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

I came out for the last time, Gayle and Erin had saved me a smear on the sofa in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to concentrate on the motion-picture show to save my erection down.

As the moving-picture show played on, we started singing all the Sung dynasty pretty much at the top of our lungs. Yes. I 'm a man who likes musicals. Get over it. I like Metallica and STP and Rebel Johnny Cash, too. Expand your mind a bit.

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

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

The film finally ended. Had to wake up a couple young lady to get them to their bottom. I got hugs and candy kiss from everyone, even Blake. Well, not kisses, thank God.

I was going to kip in my estimator way. The fixture rooms were full and, well, this was all right with me. I got the air mattress out and it was as comfy as the beds.

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

I opened the door to observe ... one of the girls. I could n't call up of her public figure. It 's Kathy, or Katherine, or Katie Lynn or something. She was in my T-shirt and boxers. Her oral sex hung down, her face partially covered by her iniquity pilus hanging down. She lifted her head to me ; she had been crying.

'' Something unseasonable ? '' I whispered to her in the near darkness. The room was just barely lit by a couple of LED from the router.

She shook her header, but pushed her way inside and closed the door. She pulled off her jersey and dropped her short pants to the floor, but all I could see in the shadow was her sad eyes.

I opened my blazonry and she hugged me, like she was holding on for darling life. She cried quietly against my chest for several minutes as I rocked her. I did n't want to ask what it was, I could pretty very much material body it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many friends die, probably orphaned now ... still, my cock got hard because of a bare soundbox pressed into me.

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

I moved my bridge player down to her rather plump ass, her soft form so pliant in my strong manpower. She moaned and thrust her tongue in my mouth, searching, exploring. Her mitt went down to my cock and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

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

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

I rolled on top of her, my sway grueling cock between her fresh plane legs. With just a little maneuvering, my turncock found her pussycat. I rubbed myself up and down her slit a couple metre, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my prick was right at her straw man door. Then I entered her sphere. She gasped as I slowly drop my cock into her. I just pressed, let my free weight come down on her. I drove my cock all the way in. 8 in of love brawniness 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 apoplexy brought new moan and pant from both of us. We slowly increased amphetamine. little faster. niggling harder, too. Her slick cunt walls felt so prissy and tight on my brand firmly shaft.

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

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

She only clenched harder, wanting me to cum inside her. Yeah, maybe not right now ...
The seed finally got to me, I pulled out ( with some difficulty ) and frivol away my shipment from rightfulness there. Long streaks of cum gibe out, I 'm not sure where they went as it was nearly dark. I stroked until it was all done. Jesus Christ that was nice.

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

I pressed her back down on the mattress and 69 'd her, but mostly my cock just hung in her face. But I went to town on her twat. I just ate her hard, and licked her surd, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my totally look in there. She pumped her clitoris against my tongue as I jammed most of my handwriting up her dripping cuckoo. I pumped her furiously with my flexing fingers and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty cunt juices. I slipped my other hand to her ass and pressed in with my pointer fingerbreadth. Her juices had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without admonition, and without any noise, she clamped her thighs together, locking my hands in plaza in her ass and twat. I pressed harder on her clit as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and observe my face right in there. I wanted this infant to remember this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the full glow of the LED. She dipped a couple fingers of her right on paw into her slit, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her manus up to her right nipple and coated it with her own juices. With her left-hand hand, she raised her tit to her mouth and basically made out with her own mammilla for a minute or so. She did the same affair again but to her leave behind tit.

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

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

I pointed with my open script to my shaft, to evince her what she did to me.

She grinned, then turned and got on all quartet, her pussy and ass in knit stitch horizon of the dim igniter. She turned her head back towards me and raised her eyebrows. She does n't talk lots, but we seem to empathise each other pretty well without the chatter.

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

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

I dropped down a trivial and played with her pussy, getting my fingers wet so I could lubricate up her mother fucker. I drew up as practically saliva as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a minute or so I assumed the position again, only a minuscule gamey this time.

I dripped a final examination saliva on my turncock, and pressed it against her asshole.

The head slid compensate in.

She stiffened slightly at first off, but I worked it back and forth a while and she relaxed again. With some more back and forth action at law, I pressed a little harder, going deeper into this usually forbidden surface area. I did n't require to crusade to hard, though, and spite her or fright her off.

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

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

With increasing intensity level, I fucked her ass good. It 's dissimilar than a pussy, compressed right at the gap but a bit idle once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

I reached around to frig her pussycat with one manus and grabbed a big tit with the early and squeezed the shit out of it. Still not a strait out of her. Hey, I do n't require her to wake everyone up but I also want to experience some wallop on her, know what I mean ?

I fucked her faster, so quick I was like a blur in her tight ass. I grabbed her nipple and made a fist with it inside my finger's breadth. My boom dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her cunt and raised her body to meet each fast thrust of my cock.

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

She raised up on all four-spot again, arched her back, and trembled with another orgasm.
I came too, right on then. I could sense her cunt quivering and her ass gripped my putz as I shot load after cargo of hot cum in her ass.

The door to my short computing device room explosion open and mortal hit the lights, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent splendor. What the factual fuck ?



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

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

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

'' What 's the issue with her ? '' I asked, trying to break the tension. My fuck brother tried to dig a hole in the air mattress. She managed to obliterate a little bit in the blanket. Of course, by this time, a twain other girls had come out to see what the trouble was. I started dressing.

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

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

With sudden steel in her part and a insensate grueling stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a fever of 103.6. She wo n't wake up. I looked at the wound and it seems taint. Her external respiration is shoal and ragged. She needs antibiotics, or something. ``

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

'' someone go get William Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in townsfolk ? ``

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

'' Does he give IVs to masses ? ``

'' Um ... um ... Yeah ! When those hikers got lost last year ? We brought them to him after we found them. He put those handbag 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 gun girl ? Erin ? ``

'' Uh, '' answered individual 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 speeding run to town. 5 minutes. Grab some shucks from the Doc 's place. vertebral column immediately. 10 transactions, big top. 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 lowly hand-held HAM/GMRS radio.

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

I scooped up my unconstipated AR and my illusion one from vertebral column plate. 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 guns, yeah. '' Good Shepherd, what form of body politic boy does n't frivol away ?

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

We bounced in to town in disc time. The Unimog is an awesome rig, but it 's not real fast, and it 's not real subdued. I had outfitted my Jeep with some good Teraflex parts underneath so we could cover the rough road at speed with ease.

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

I cut the lightness and slowed. The jeep has a tranquilize fumes on it, but it still squeaks and the tires make dissonance on the paving, too.

'' You can beat back, the right way Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no worries. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to back up to the office. I 'm going to become on these rear end Light to fall inside. Blake and I will boom and grab. I want you standing outside, but right by the Jeep. sustain it running. I need you to celebrate the domain clear. But do n't shoot until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes pa, '' she said.

What the fuck ? pop ? Whatever ... I do n't feature time to worry about that.

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

'' Eyes discriminating, '' I whispered to Blake. `` bread and butter sweeping the light. '' He had a flashlight, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undid the lock chamber. We entered the office.
variety of messy for a Doctor 's office, I thought. Papers and shit were on the floor, things knocked down. Maybe we were n't the 1st to loot the place ?

William Blake waved towards the book binding, indicating where to go.

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

Stupid ... Stupid Stupid pudden-head !

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

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a teenaged boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a quick bite. I could n't get my rifle to endure on something inch away from me. I was form of sitting on my pistol, so that was no serious. I punched him a pair times to keep open him away. But Zed never gets weary, or hurt, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar knife is on my dresser rig, if I can just reach it ....

Blake screamed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

Shit shit shit SHIT !

William Blake handed me the keys to the cabinet.

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

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

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

I rummaged through the locker 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 old bag. I dumped out a trash can and drop them all in there. Then I grabbed several tube-looking things and as many syringes as I could. I also threw in some bottles of pills, and little bottleful of liquids 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 bit ago. Now he 's grown granite balls.

'' seminal fluid 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 lineage from the rear Jeep lights.

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

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

'' You 're a endure son of a bitch, '' I said, my voice cracking.

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

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

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

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

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

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a route flare from the back of the Jeep and lit it. I tossed it a couple understructure away. I made her drive away, slowly down main Street without any visible light and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare would draw the zombies towards its light, so they would n't stick with us habitation. We turned the quoin, and she punched the accelerator for home.

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

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

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

I should have cleared the rooms before we passed them. I 've watched enough cop shows and war picture to screw that you do n't walk past a fucking way without checking it. Jesus.
William Blake 's idle because of me. I got him killed. Then I had to hit him and leave him in the street, like a rabid dog.

We pulled in to our building complex and quickly got inside. Gayle anxiously took the scum hoop wax of drugs and began sorting them out on the table. All the early fille were there, waiting anxiously to see what was going to go on. It only took about three Sir Thomas More seconds until soul asked the inevitable question.

'' Where 's William Blake ? ``

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

Erin rescued me. `` He did n't take a crap it. ``

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my part sounding weird to me. `` Get the tablet over here. Yeah. Click on the host icon, right. click Medical, ok click the IV booklet, click that single file, yeah admixture. ``

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

She looked at me, my manpower were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

She got it on the first try. We set the dribble charge per unit, and hoped for the best.

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

I went to the main dining table and slumped down in a death chair. The miss 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 powerful about midnight.

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

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

'' Thanks. ``

'' I 'm not doing this to be prissy to you, '' she said, bluntly. `` I need you to calm the underworld down and start operation again. Now, severalize me what happened. ``

I sat up and swallowed the drink down.

'' I made a misunderstanding. It 's all my defect. '' Gayle just looked at me. `` I let William 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 William Blake got confronted but he froze up. The Doc bit him ... I shot the Doc but it was too late ... Then I had to shoot Blake ... ''

I put my nous in my bridge player and sobbed. That poor piece of ass kid, he was only 18 or 19.

Gayle got my glass and poured another reduplicate shot.

'' flavour, Michael. Blake was a Henry Sweet kid. But he was n't a scrapper. When we all crashed into his house, he did n't aid fend off the zombi, he just stood there. It 's not your fracture. ``

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

I stood up to go to bed.

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

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her name. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not sure what your plan is, but you better watch what you 're doing here. These daughter are very ... tender right now. And you 're like some Italian sandwich father soma to them. Watch your footmark. estimable nighttime, 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 eye of the dark. The next good morning, her fever was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

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

Then we trained on the arm. With youtube television and hands-on training, they became wiz at handling, loading, and clearing the AR-15, the 10/22, and Remington 870 shotgun.
It was rather chilling during training, we could try Zed moaning outside. We had n't locked the gate death night and they were in the margin. The girls were paying very good attention.

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

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

'' Tina, you try it. '' The nice thing about the AR, it shoots a small but mighty bullet train. Still, the kick on that is minimal. adult female can easily shoot it without losing control of the weapon. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

'' Okay you 're a little low, you got his bureau. ``

BAM !

'' Still low, attain for certain you 're using the nominal head quite a little, cable up both mickle. ``

BAM !

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

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few meter. Erin grabbed my ass at one point, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my room access last night when I pulled my cock out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't seem to enervate her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to have developed a confused but still strong dislike towards me. Sorry dear, one kiss does n't mean we are undivided. Although, she is so damn attractive. And sweet, and strong. Deliverer ...

We broke for lunch and got the best newsworthiness ever, Lorraine was awake ! Gayle introduced us
formally for the foremost 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 fantastic but Lorraine, wow. She whispered it was dainty to play me, and held my deal for a few import. Gayle ushered me out of there.

The respite of the day was more breeding, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 deadened zee on your property ? We ended up fashioning these big hooks out of some rebar we had in a molt. Rebar, that super strong steel they use in concrete structures. We tied two roach to that so two or four people could drag them across the primer. There was a small indentation in the ground outside the fence crinkle, we dragged them over there as salutary we could. This ended up being the best enduringness education exercise. You used you legs, weapons system, chest of drawers, core, everything.

I need these girls to be firm. I need to calculate on them. We need to occupy back our world.
Patsy stayed behind with Lorraine so Gayle could induce dinner ready for everyone, which was nice.

I really liked the engaged activity all day. It sort of assist save Blake out of my head. But in the even, he came back to bother me. A lot. The lady friend put on Legally blonde. No, not a erotica, the one with Reese Witherspoon. I just was n't up for it, though, and retired to my room with a six pack of Budweisers.

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

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George IV Romero zombi ; not really fast, not smart, drawn to smell, sound and motion, and eager for homo flesh to eat. Well at least nobody has seen any running game automaton. Unfortunately, it seemed that any death was now a turn-into-a-zombie event. Not just from a morsel, but a heart attack, too.

Then I looked at our supply, our demesne maps, and tried to cogitate of some program. wintertime was coming. We could n't flora anything now. But there 's passel we should be doing. The primary thing was, we needed to scavenge out the town. But before that, we needed to get these female child in pattern and properly outfitted. They were all outwear clothes and shoes that did n't really fit.

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

Everyone except Gayle hugged me goodnight. She did say it, though. Lorraine was up, gingerly, gave me a soft hug. She does n't know me at all, but everyone 's been filling her in on the Holocene epoch effect. Lorraine is ... really pretty. I mean, take your intimation away pretty. She looks at you and you puff out your breast a lilliputian, give suck in your gut.

I had a couple generous shooter of Gentleman Jack, and I tried going to sleep. But naught happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my doorway again. dickhead. My brain was n't in the right space for this. Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the door open, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Dr. Johnson Sister. They were n't counterpart, being a couple class apart, but they had a inviolable family resemblance. Light cherry-red hair, bazaar pelt, cute small lentigo ... oh man.

'' Yeah, girls ? ``

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

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

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

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

Well, I was still very disturbance about the William Blake situation.

But I 'm also a man.

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Chapter 6 - revelation
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I woke up alone the next morning, wondering where the sister went. Savior, they were unbelievable. It 's the kind of thing where I ca n't give 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 younger at just past times 18. Lizzie, the assailant, pushed me down in my wheelie chair and told me to just sit there for awhile, not to move.

The two girlfriend stood right in social movement of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pants, exposing her plane pubic area. She raised Kristin 's leg kind of past me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the wall for livelihood. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's body, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her parts. And all the while she 's whispering `` Look at these titmouse ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so soft '' and affair like that. I was concerned for Kristin at offset, but she seemed to lie with it, especially when Lizzie moved around to osculate Kristin 's pussy. I went from 80 % firmly to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a duet of trio before. And let me tell apart you, it ai n't like in the pornos. One of the girls is usually shy, and then somebody gets their opinion hurt because they are n't getting sufficiency tending or whatever ... most people just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two baby, unlike story ! Lizzie stopped eating her sister 's pussycat and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous sassing was enhanced by the dripping pussy juice from Kristin. Jesus of Nazareth, kissing a hot young girlfriend, who 's got her own babe 's succus on her lips, I was just melting. I was n't cognizant at the sentence, but all intellection of Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

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

I got up off the electric chair and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my boldness in Kristin 's young cunt alright. Her succus already flowing from her sister 's glossa, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my blue 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 teat ... then I got rolled on my back and had Lizzie 's puss smashing my face and my cock up Kristin 's cunt.

Then ... Well there was rubbing ... and sucking ... and kissing ... and seemingly everywhere I reached there was a nice female component part to play with or suck or have intercourse. My dick was never not in a mouthpiece or a puss for very long at all. I remember at one percentage point pulling my tool 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 little girl were sixty-nining, with my cock going in a hot pussy, and getting licked on the outstroke. Holy shit ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the time on all quartet with Kristin under her ) told me to jack off into her asshole. I did n't really make out her ass, just pressed the tip against her hole and jacked myself.

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

... into Kristin 's mouth.

'' Do n't you accept that stuff, kick ! '' 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 impudence. The two female child entwined their wooden leg and comminute their slit into each former, cumming laborious simultaneously in just a pair minutes. I forced my way from behind so I could try and cream both of their twat. Nice.

We kept fucking, and grinding cunts, and I came in Lizzie 's face and Kristin licked it all off and swallowed it. Lizzie, angry about that, demanded I fuck Kristin in the ass for her transgressions. I remember Kristin not being too excited by that, but Lizzie stuck her tongue completely up Kristin 's ass, then slipped in a digit with some spit and pussycat juice. Finally she had three finger 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 twelvemonth and one-month old hot babe. I remember grabbing her titmouse 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 solve my cock, though ; she wanted my cum since Kristin seemed to be holding it inside her ass.

Both young woman wanted more. I was n't ready to hold anymore. But I laid there, sucking cushy tits while they masturbated themselves on my peg. I did cum one more than time ... but there was hardly any cum cumming out, mostly just junk at this point.

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

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After our morning time P90 workout, we ate Gayle 's flannel cake from my dehydrated hoard, and I talked about my general plan for taking back our little neighboring town. Since it did n't calculate like my brother were coming, I was going to use their intellectual nourishment, and gunslinger, and early provision. With all of us, We had about 3 twelvemonth of intellectual nourishment in storage.

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

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

All psyche turned her way, you could find out the syrup flowing down the cakes.

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

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

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

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

Hey, I 'm a believer in the U. S. Constitution of the United States. You want to trust in the Big Sky daddy, go right ahead. That 's your right wing, it 's part of the First Amendment. You want to believe in the Flying Spaghetti Monster ? amercement. I do n't manage. But your freedoms and right field end when they impact my exemption and rights.

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

'' fool ... you can believe what you want to believe. But, you are also a guest in my home. My design, for all the occupants of this theater, is to try and get through this zombie apocalypse, and to keep living and kill the bad guys. I want to plant crops, I want us to be safety. I want us to live. I sort of thought those were mutual opinion we all had. I expected everyone in this theater to act upon towards that goal. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

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

'' Let 's see a display of hands.Who wants to try and hold out through this thing and come out the early side of meat ? '' Everyone 's hand went up except Patsy's.

'' Well, what is the early pick, Patsy ? ``

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

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

'' I hardly think you 're God 's messenger, '' fool said. Emphasis on the 'you 're'; full phase of the moon of scorn. `` No, we have to await for a mark. ``

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

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

More hollering. Gayle glared at me. Lorraine, or Lorrie as I was now calling her, looked at me a little hurt, like she was being left out of something. Savior, it did n't feel good to let down her. What the shtup ?

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

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

And I was, in about 15 min. The missy had finished cleaning up and were milling about with their deep brown, kind of wondering what I was up to.

I came back with a courteous backpack, filled up.

'' Patsy. number one of all, I 'm good-for-naught to cause infringed on your opinion. That was wrong of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

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

'' But you 've made it apparent you do n't require to stay here. So I put together a little kit here, '' I indicated the backpack. `` There 's water for three days, food, a cap, gloves, equal, oh and a bible, of course. Let 's see, no weapons, of course. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

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

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

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

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

'' Gayle ? '' Patsy pleaded.

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

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

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

'' The Jehovah is my sheepherder, I shall not desire ... '' chump began. She kept praying as she shouldered the ingroup. I helped her adjust the straps. `` Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of dying, I will fear no wickedness. ``

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

'' Surely goodness and mercy will survey me, all the days of my life story. ``

Gayle looked at me and shrugged. I shrugged, too. Maybe this is God 's program. I think it sucks, whatever it is. I think Patsy just went ballock, 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 blade home base at 600 yards.

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

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

BOOM !

'' the Nazarene ! '' Erin jumped. `` That thing bark, does n't it ! ``

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

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

BOOM ! got him.

BOOM ! got her.

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

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

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

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

That one-fifth Zach was now walking in a consecutive business line away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... detainment ... gold rush !

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

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

'' She made her decisiveness. I think microphone was bluffing, right Mike ? '' I nodded. I was. I did n't have a bun in the oven her to really go.

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

We spent the rest of the day preparing our arm, teaching the girls how to deal for and clean them, ran through more recitation to clear jams etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the mathematical group 's cache of standardised arm. My buddies wo n't mind, since they are gone ...

The modality was, okay. mass were disappointed with Patsy, but nobody seemed to be upset with me. I just hope we do n't see her as a new 'Angel'. I wo n't pause to shoot her zombie physical structure, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the girls about my plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` overlord 's Hardware and Dry commodity '' computer storage. The girls need underwear, shoes that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these lady friend have real big mammilla. And I need them to be able to run. Big bouncing knocker are fun to watch in slow motion when they run, but in a Zed situation it ai n't sang-froid to feature things going in all directions. Got ta shoulder strap those puppies down.

'' I 'm going to need two volunteers for tomorrow 's excursion, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now hold on a second. I need masses who are just shots, can move quick, and do n't beware getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two Thomas More ... Lorrie, meritless steady, you need more healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, asshole ! ``

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

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

So instead of a moving-picture show that night, we all cleaned the weapons and checked our packs. We loaded the Jeep with some swop goods, like gallon jug of water and canned foods in guinea pig we found some survivors. Also some dry foods like instant potatoes and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

'' I 'm grave. We need to be up brightly and early and ready to go. ``

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

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

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with tear in her heart. I held her shoulders, afraid to touch her spine. Her chest pressed into me. Jesus.

'' semen 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 perfectly Zeds from the former day. Nobody is cleaning up the town. We stopped in straw man of `` Master 's '' store. Peeking in the windows, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the glass lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, movement. bent on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the store. I did n't want to just shoot and bust up the shabu, I wanted to keep some integrity to the store. Talking to the girls, we drove the landrover around the side of the shop. I took a set of keys, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the Jeep and went up the fire escape to the indorsement flooring. I climbed in the window and cleared the area. The former gallon came in. Okay.

'' I 'm going downstairs, '' I whispered. `` I 'm going to study him out with the Crovel. '' That 's my mini shovel 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 early rifles pointed at his brain. 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 have a go at it who to head it at. My girls were yelling, so were the son ; this was very strain and could go bad in a hurry. But I could see these were young tiddler. I did n't believe they were dangerous, just being protective.

'' My little girl ! SHUT UP ! '' And they did. `` Okay fellas. I 'm going to necessitate my helmet off. Ok ? Just tangible slacken, we are n't here to offend you. We want to buy or swap for some matter. ``

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

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

'' Ok. See ? Just a unconstipated guy. Erin, girls. Lower your rifles. See laugh at ? We 're cool. Everybody 's sang-froid ... leaning your rifles on the wall. Nice and slow. Yeah that 's it. Okay, now take off your helmets. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' And I 'm Sir Thomas Wyat ! '' said the early one, making sure he got enter also.

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

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

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

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

'' Well guys, I 'm very no-count for your red. But we need some things for the girls. You fellas pauperization water ? food for thought ? ``

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

Wyatt slugged him on the shoulder. He did n't want to reckon bad in front end 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. '' Morgan, apparently the unseasoned one, cried a little. Kristin went to him and hugged him. Erin moved towards me, as Liz sidled up to Wyatt.
'' If it 's okay with you guys, '' started Erin. `` Michael can ... serve you with this. '' Nice diplomacy ! Who knew she was so tender ?

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

I opened the backdoor with the key from Wyatt, and I quickly dispatched poor Virgil with my Crovel. Erin helped me get behind him outside. We cleaned up the roue so the boy would n't see anything.

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

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

'' Can we get to the clock tower from here ? '' I asked. It was just a small cupola kind of a thing, sitting on the roof of the second floor. We climbed the stair from the roof. A couple kicks and the clock fell out of the front. Nice view from here, we could see nigh of the town, now.

I looked at Erin. Her side pleaded with me.

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

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

gold rush !

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

BOOM !

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

roaring !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

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

She also had this turn on looking at on her side, kind 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 clip, instead of 'yeah child'or something, she just kind of moaned a little, like `` Mmmmm-hmmmmm. ``

I was standing succeeding to her, helping to fleck, but she did n't postulate me to do that anymore. She had it down.

'' You 're an awesome shot, lulu ! '' And I rested my bridge player on her trig little ass.

She giggled and pressed into my paw. `` Harder ... yes dad ... liquidity crisis me .... wait ... stop ... '' she sighted in another target.

BOOM !

'' Jesus ! '' she cried out as I resumed massaging her ass. She spread her legs more, inviting my hand to travel down the fracture 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 survey. After the write up of the gun, I continued.

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

Erin exhaled, I paused, and thunder !

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

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

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

'' Jesus I 'm closing curtain dada ... so close ... '' manna from heaven !

I pulled my manus out of her back end, and reached around to the front so I could squeeze and knead her clit.

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

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

I squeezed her clit in between my thumb and fingers, her footling swollen crony sent shivers throughout her body.

BOOM !

'' Fuck ! ! ! ``

BOOM !

'' YESS ! ! ! ! ! '' and she came with sharp contractions. Her succus literally flowed over my fingers. I jammed my fingerbreadth into her rima oris, she licked and sucked down her juices and moaned at me. I pulled my mitt out.

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

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my pop, '' she said softly. `` Fuck me Daddy. '' Then through gritted teeth : `` Fuck me gruelling Daddy ! Let me kill these fuckers and have it off me, Daddy. ``

Jesus of Nazareth 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 rushing. I lined up right behind her and shoved my putz up her pixilated cunt.

Erin let out a long groaning `` F-u-u-u-u-u-u-c-c-c-k-k-k ! '' as I forced myself inside her. It was n't too 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 surd and long-stroked her until she lined up the next one 10-15 seconds later.

bunce !

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

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

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

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

'' Stop it ! '' she giggled.

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

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

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

Erin reached down to her cunt and frigged herself for a few minute, then took that hand and tried to stuff it in my facial expression. She succeeded, smearing my expression with creamy pussy cum.

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

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

'' Yes daddy oh my fuck GOD ! ``

'' You like Daddy 's cock ? ``

'' Yeah Daddy keep fucking me ! ``

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

'' Oh nookie YES pop ! Cum in me Daddy ! ! ``

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

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

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

'' Oh pappa '' Erin whispered, I could barely hear her in the light forenoon breeze. `` daddy ... daddy ... ''

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

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

We traded locating, I rested the bipod and took aim up the street. Erin greedily licked my prick and bollock, swallowing down both of our juices.

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

'' Lookit this daddy. '' she said. I looked down to see her squatting, her hand beneath her twat, catching the dripping cum. She put her former hand down there and brought the to the full one to her mouthpiece. She looked me in the eye as she slurped it up and swallowed it down.

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

Erin stood up and push me a little 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 tight for such a little thing.
Reluctantly, we dressed. We ended up going through four cartridge clip. 120 rounds. With misses and on-purpose stab fired during sex, we figured we hit close to 100 zombies.

I pulled the fiddling two-way radio out of my articulatio humeri scoop and put in a call 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 place ? ``

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

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

'' The marvellous one ? Dumbass ! ``

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

I chuckled out loud while Erin just looked at me like I was unintelligent. `` All beneficial here. Little Tiger is quite the sharpshooter. The sisters are negotiating for goods as we speak. Will gibe back in 15. Tell Lorrie 'it 's prison term to buzz the tugboat'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

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

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

Across the memory board, about 30 feet, was a glass pillow slip about 15 feet farsighted that held knives, binoculars, and other in high spirits dollar bill detail. It was also the checkout area with cash register and recognition card machine.

Leaning against the type were our two sister, naked as jaybirds. Their blazon outstretched, they were holding onto the opposite side of the case. They were holding on because the two comrade were fucking them from behind for all they were Charles Frederick Worth. They were facing us, but nobody saw us as they were in versatile throes of passion.

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

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

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

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

The boys froze, and started to withdraw.

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

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

'' Okay ... I 'm going to the landrover. Hurry it up, boy. fall on Erin. ``

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

I found an area out back of the depot that seemed to take pretty subdued basis. I said to Erin, `` Cover me. I 've got to dig a grave for Virgil. And shout out the ranch. It 'll be another minute or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

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

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

We both laughed.

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

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

'' Disappointed ? How ? You 're awe-inspiring ! We 'd all be dead without you ! You 're everything ... everything I want in a founding father. And, the fucking is skillful. Very courteous. Oh shit devote me the Crovel ! Now ! ``

Tired, I tossed it to her. Erin went over to a Zombie kid. Maybe 10-12 years old. She raised the shovel ... the zombi spirit 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 moan. But being humble he did n't cause a lot of end product. I do n't consider any others heard him.

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

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

'' Sorry, Daddy. ``

I wiped my olfactory organ. `` It 's okay sweetheart. It 's intemperate. It 's fucked. It sucks. But you ca n't waver like that again. You 're the toughest of you girls. I need you. ``

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

'' And you will be disappointed in me, '' I continued. `` I 'm just a man. I care deeply for you, like a family fellow 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-bodied 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 hubby. I do desire to keep nooky you. And I love you, I do. But as far as long-run goes, well you 're probably more suited to Gayle. Maybe I 'll see individual to nail down down with. Like the Dizzy sis have. ``

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

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The political party
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The Masters son were dressed, but looked a piddling sheepish. The Johnson sisters were beaming, their faces a little flushed. moldiness 've been a pretty good time on the knife event, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out meretricious and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

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

It was kind of a prostrate rim 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 duet pairs ? Who 's not getting skid. ``

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

holy place crap ! So that was the price ? fountainhead I do n't bonk if it 's okay or not. I had to think fast.

'' tone, we are n't trading people for stuff. We 'll be o.k. without -- ''

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

matter move quickly in the New World.

'' wellspring, not so fast. This place is very vulnerable. meth windows all over, the back door whorl could n't end a seven-year-old ... '' Shit. What to do ?

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

That seemed to sit okay with people. We were packing the Jeep with the clothing, when Thomas Hunt Morgan noticed the hummock of fresh dirt. He stopped and stared at it, tears welling up in his eyes.

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

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

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


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There was outstanding exhilaration at the house as the new boys were examined, admired, hugged.

But the President Johnson babe made it very acquit ; these boys were off-limits. And they seemed smitten with the babe, so that was serious. Then the female child discovered their new clothes, and the shrieking was nearly intolerable. Shoes that fit ! bloomers that fit ! Underwear !

Erin and I immediately set to re-loading the powder store and cleaning the weapons. Always be set for the future scrap, you do n't bonk when that will be. She was n't too concerned about the new underwear.

'' Only during the bad week, '' she said. `` Rest of the time, I like to go ranger. Speaking of which, who said you could go shooting spermatozoon inside me ? ``

'' Little slut ! '' 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 wish that. ``

'' I did, Daddy-man. And whatever happens here, you can sleep with whoever you want, I do n't worry. But you can always have a go at it me. Okay pappa ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' Yeah, for certain, lie with to have sex you any where you want it ! ``

We heard individual coming down the lobby and started talking business.

'' So yeah, just campaign the patches through, without dinging the side of the gun barrel -- ''

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' fountainhead I want to draw my weight around here. Can you teach me ? ``

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

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

'' It 's dependable ! search ! ``

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

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

screwing heavy is how you 're doing.

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

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

So I looked at the stitches. She took the 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 survive, '' I pronounced.

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

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

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

I held her gently on her crushed hips. Her denude pelvis. Jesus Jesus her pelt is so soft and warm ...

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

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

'' I did n't mean to block you. You probably think I 'm just a kid. But I 'm not. I turned 18 last 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 easy with that rear. I do n't need any stitches to come out. '' I could n't think of anything else to say. I mean, masses are in all likelihood to come back at any moment. Yes, I fucked some of the other girls, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' Arms up. ``

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

I took her jersey and fiddled with it until I got it lined up, Then I slid it over her weapon system, head, then over her breast until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And she left to return the others. I stood there like, What the fuck ? They are taking go ? With me ? Well that 's just ... well it 's not the risky thing that could come about, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

'' Those son are Very nice. Very dainty. They tell me they want the sis to dwell with them. What do you call up ? ``

'' I 'm a minuscule concerned. We have to strengthen their building area, it 's not very secure right wing now. And we need to educate those boys up. They need to get a slight, uh, 'harder'. And no, not in the way you think ! ``

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few daylight I think it would be exquisitely. We need to start up taking back the town anyway. Would be good to have a forward base there. We 've got radiocommunication. We could thieve them up with a set of solar board. It could cultivate. ``

We had a courteous dinner of beef stroganoff, from my supply of dehydrated food. Canned dish for dessert. Also had piles of vodka and fruit juice.

Erin found the lozenge, touched the projection screen a few times, and the next thing you know, Rihanna is blasting from the speakers. It 's a company !

The boys shoved the table to one side, and we had a saltation storey. Rihanna 's beats were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a dancer or anything, but I do have rhythm. So I was capable to pretend I had some moves. It did n't weigh much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the chorus line :
'' 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 stones may break my bone
But chains and whips excite me ! ``

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

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

With all the `` Ooh sister, baby '' verses, it was getting crazy. Erin jumped up on the table and took off her jersey and shook her happy minuscule boobs for everyone to see ! The son were dancing with their young woman, but it was kind of a free-for-all. We were n't really partnered up, just mashing all togther. And there was rafts of bumping and grinding, and 'getting all up'on me, the boy, and the girls on each other in some serious dirty dancing.

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

Lorrie got bumped accidentally, and I roared at everyone to lay off while we checked her out. I was about to announce `` Party On ! '' when we heard the stinky phone of a zombie moan, coming from extraneous. Those fuckers.

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

'' grip on, Panthera tigris ! '' I called to her. `` Let 's do this quiet-like. ``

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

3 ezed were at the wall of the star sign. person had n't locked the gate.

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

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

We had to re-arrange matter a short to accommodate the boys for the dark. It was looking like Payton did n't have anywhere to persist. Imagine that.

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the lavatory and bedroom. I was the last to use a toilet facility. Got myself a shower bath, finally. Got to think of to train the water supply levels tomorrow in the store cistern, I reminded myself.

When I opened the door to my niggling data processor room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was utter naked, sitting on the air mattress with her vertebral column up against the pillows and the wall. Her right script was lazily playing with her shaved pussy while her forget helping hand toyed with a nipple.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I settled into the office staff chair. `` Just sing a picayune. narrate me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? Show me. ``

She spread her kitty-cat lips 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 heavily ... and put your tongue on my clitoris ... and burn it a little ... '' she was getting the bent of it. Her finger slipped inside her cunt as she talked.

'' And I want your peter. I want you to ... um ... fuck me. '' She slipped in two fingers. `` I want you to get laid me skillful. Fuck me hard. Fuck me a lot. Fuck me severe. And harder. '' Three of her fingers fucked her cunt now.

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

'' And I want to blow your cock and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her finger out of her cunt and daintily put one in her mouthpiece. Her lips enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it scavenge of her juices. She did that to the other two.

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

'' Yes sister, tell me more. ``

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

'' I want you to get laid me ... please you have to love me ... please ... ''

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

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

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

'' I fucked her from derriere. ``

'' roll in the hay yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck have it away ass ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her twat ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Jesus that was dependable ? ``

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

Without indisposition she reached around and put a finger in her own butthole, with her other helping hand rubbing her button hard.

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

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

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was cool to bang 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 little. But she flinched really severely, she was n't ready for that. I dropped it back into her slit and fucked the day out of her. I fucked her for ten minutes like that, she moaned and screamed into her pillow.

At one point, the door opened and Erin stuck her head in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'mark with my finger to my mouth. She nodded and sat on the floor. Pulling her little perspire pants aside, she rubbed her kitty-cat as she watched me jazz Payton.

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

I risked a glimpse to the side ; Erin was in full masturbation mode as her script dove in and out of her pussy.

'' I 'm going to roll in the hay your tits, child ! '' I warned Payton.

She opened her eyes for the kickoff metre in about 10 minutes as she watched me settle in between her luscious jugful. She then noticed Erin sitting to her leftfield. 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 dick, I could just see the tip sticking out at the top of her cleavage.

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

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

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

I was about at the end of my rope. I reached down and pulled on her tit as Payton squeezed her pap. Pulled on the fuckers pretty hard. Payton yelped as my cum shooter 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 heaps on her big balmy tits.

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

Payton just lay there in sexual fulfillment, enjoying her natural high. She swallowed the cum in her mouth, but the residue 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 sassing, who swallowed it easily.

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

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

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

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

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

Payton roused out of her stupor to notice Erin.

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

I was taking genial notes. Erin had a way ... between her kissing and fondling 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 brilliant pap. I slopped up some pussy juice onto an exposed nipple, Erin saw that and just plunk on it.

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

- - -

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

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

We parked the Unimog at the East end of briny street. It already had some followers. The cool thing about the Mog is its tallness. No matter what the Zeds do, they ca n't bump in. They ca n't break the shabu. They ca n't climb into the cab. So we Parked it in the centre of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for serious retentive range and stopping big businessman. Also had an AR, and the stifled 22. The idea was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would bring in more than Zachs, and they would preserve shooting. Lorrie would get some really on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Morgan, and Wyatt went down to a side street at the whole early end of the belittled townsfolk. We pulled up to the net business firm. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the male child had pitchforks. We also had shooting iron, all of us. The thought, though, was to go silence and check the houses.

The first off one was a bit of cake. Tapped on the door, all quiet. The mansion was unlocked, nobody inside. We checked for practice of medicine and food, found a pretty good hoard of rear. Some good food in the electric refrigerator, too, but it was all rotten. No medicines. No weapon. Some old lady clothes, that 's about it. We stacked the throne on the porch for later pickup.

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

I wanted the boy to get some training, so we had Gayle standstill behind the door, and she yanked it spread. Morgan went first and jabbed the fucker right 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 little food, a .38 revolver with 9 cuticle, some 42-year old Corinthian, and some filthy clothes. But we took everything we could bump. wax light, aluminum foil, baggies, toilet paper, matches, dog food.

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

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

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

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

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

'' You the ones making all the illegitimate enterprise ? ``

'' 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 safe for the winter. Come spring, I 'll be needing some supplies, though. You reckon we 'll get some power and food by then ? ``

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

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

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

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

We went through 30 more home, but no other aliveness folks. Lots of utterly bodies, though ; homo and zombie. Did witness a adequate 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in various calibers 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 main street. We got some more info from Erin ; they had moved the truck to try and get a skilful fix to shoot from.

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

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

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

'' She 's up on the sec base. hurry ! ``

We broke into the lower floor of the veridical estate office. I killed two zee with my Crovel. I could take heed more of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` Look out below '' and threw a twosome more zeds down the stair. gunshot followed as Erin or somebody killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The Z were now converging on us. We each fired our pistols until they were empty. The floor was slippery from all the festering and gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed heads. I worked my way into what seemed a bedroom, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a wall, holding back two zombies with just her rifle gun barrel. Crying and screaming, she was going to misplace the battle in the succeeding few endorsement as the unite weight of the two big man zombi spirit 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 intemperate I could n't get it back out from Zach 's body. I yanked out my USMC Ka-Bar and buried it into the skull of the second zed. I pulled Lorrie out from under both of them as they began falling. Clutching me for dear life, Lorrie sobbed into my neck.

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ashamed, Erin went up to the staircase. Probably to the clock tower so she could dart 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 practically I cared for these people. I looked at Gayle and Lorrie. Gayle was whispering softly to Lorrie, who seemed really small right now. They should n't be fighting zombies. 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 baby. And Payton, and Kaitlyn, and Tina. And the boys, too. I ca n't let anything happen to these people.

Zombies moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

I talked with the local boys after dinner party. I wanted to find out what commercial enterprises were in townspeople or nearby. Gas station, depot, welding shops, sporting commodity stock, engine repair shops, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her room. I told her no, sit down with me and take heed. I apologized to her. She cried. We made up. Then we talked strategy.

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

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't merit any happiness right then.

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Chapter 9 - The Recovery
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The next three mean solar day raced by. I took a squad of Sir Thomas Wyatt, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two former nearby town, just a little bigger than ours. They were as bad or worse than our minuscule town. There 's a larger townspeople to the north of us, but I imagine they are inundated with zee.

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a yob aspect CRT screen and you could speak with them. They were much lighter than Motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still assume goggles with them. We found all kinds of launching pad and protective equipment for the legs and arms, also. The object was to pull in ourselves hard to bite.

Back at the cattle farm, we all put on our gear for real resilient grooming. first, everyone got used to hitting me on the head with broom handle. Did n't even achieve me through my helmet, but everyone got Lot of slug in.

At the Lawnmower mending shop, we got lots of lawnmower sword. We trimmed up one end to fit the gals lowly work force, then wrapped it in paracord to have a nice handle. We sharpened the former end to a razor-like finish. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some yard rakes, the hoodlum sort, not rat rakes. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the middle ones facing forward. I thought this would get along in handy.

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

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

Being generally shorter, except for Payton, the little girl were having a hood time with a one-shot putting to death ; Zed 's branch were too long. The young lady learned to hack off an arm or two first, then go for the kill. Or kick them in the articulatio genus so Zed fell down. Then it was an sluttish putting to death shot.

Then they tried it with the rake. practically best ! Hard swing to the stifle, down they went. Then they were easy pickins for a rake-shot to the foreland. So that became our primary winding tactics ; rake them out in the heart-to-heart, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

account from the remote world were disheartening. Entire cities like New House of York had fallen into complete shambles. The cyberspace was pretty limited. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those silicon valley hombre always had nifty security.

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

- - -

Next morning, after our P90 workout, Gayle and Lorrie went to name breakfast while I studied the web. Then, girls and hombre 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. founding father 's day is a long way of life away. But you 've been like a sire to all of us, and we wanted to say thank you ! ``

And they brought out all variety of beneficial stuff. Including air hostess Donettes ! And hostess Cherry Pies !

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' As for you guys ... Well I 'm so proud of you. You could let fallen apart, but you did n't. This mess hall is ... well it just sucks. But we 're gon na stimulate it better ! right ? ``

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

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

- - -

As we entered the sign, I was told to shower first since it was `` Daddy appreciation day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my shower on. Would be gracious to get scavenge 1st, for once.
I was just getting some black line of descent off my arms when the room access opened. I was pleased ! We were so concentrate lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a while. As long as it was n't one of the guy wire, I would be happy with whoever it was.

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

'' bush your binding, mister ? '' she asked sweetly.

'' Absolutely ! '' holy diddly, it 's Gayle !

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

'' Ok, '' I said, turning towards the shower top dog. `` To enjoin you the true statement, I was n't expecting you ... where 's everyone else ? ``

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

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

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

Something very ardent and fleshy squished into my back as she reached around me for the goop and that scrubby, downlike thing that you wash with. It could only be her tits. the Nazarene, they covered a lot of very estate, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my back, slowly but firmly pushing. My cock was lengthening a footling 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 thorax, first with the scrubby and then with her bare hands. She spent a lot of time on my nipples. Why do men have nipples ? I do n't know, but I was glad I did. That felt wonderful.

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

'' Easy big fellow. Easy, Big pop. '' I held still.

I was defeated as her hands traveled back around to my small back. But then, I was proud of as she rubbed my ass cheeks.

'' Oh that feels skillful .... yessss ... ''

She reached between my cheeks with the scrubby thing, washing my asshole and contamination. I hung my head down, letting the hot water cascade down my back.

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

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

'' You like this, pa ? ``

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

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

Gayle gave my cock a skilful wring then suddenly let go. She slid down on her genu, and began to osculate my ass buttock. She pulled them apart, then stuck her tongue in the naughtiest of plaza. I could n't believe it.

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

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

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

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

'' Holy roll in the hay. I mean. Yes ! Of course ! Just admiring the view ! ``

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

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

My left hired man massaged a tit as my right hand 's fingerbreadth slipped up inside her. Jesus she was so wet interior. Her tight pap tried to stand up 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 teen to fuck, and they 're so much ... smashed 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 spit up her ass and up her cunt, she seemed to like that. I variety of settled in with my thumb in her butt and concentrated my sassing and tongue on her pussy. Her tangy flavor covered my case as I tried to burrow into her twat. Again, I was glad I had stocked up so many razors, not a pilus in sight.

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

I squeezed the bastard out of both her ass impudence as I continued eating her out. Tight little skinny girlfriend are corking. No question. But a woman with curves, that 's the one for me !

After a few hour of this, Gayle was having hassle standing.

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

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

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

I swallowed down her creamy succus 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 shaft. With the weewee till beating down on us, she kissed me hard, and she licked up her own juices off my face. She rose up slightly and settled back down, my hammer sinking further up her twat.

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

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

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

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

I hefted one tit in my left wing 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 meter, Gayle yelped like a piffling girl.

I got more aggressive, slapping both her tits with both my hands. These slaps were n't severely enough to criticize anyone down or anything, but her cutis was turning a sound wraith of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to molest her swaying boobs.
I was getting a immense armorial bearing out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my rooster, and watching those tits jiggle with each slap was too much for me.

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

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

I could n't view as it. I came.

As always, that first dig felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my venous blood vessel. Each subsequent spurt felt unbelievable, too. Gayle felt my toothsome pellet enter her slit as I pumped Thomas More and more spermatozoan into her.

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

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

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

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

We soaped up and actually washed ourselves and finished the shower. We dried ourselves and Gayle sat at the little chair to fix her font. She looked so cunning, legs crossed, tits hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a young boy watching mommy get set. My hammer felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, dear ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

'' Oooo ... does that experience beneficial girlfriend ? Mmmmm ... yes it does ... short affair ... mmmmm ... that mean old man was slapping you poor girls ... oh but this feels sooo gooood. ``

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

I squirted a pretty heavy consignment right onto her mammilla, then a couple smaller I, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her breasts as she leaned over and work my cock clean.

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

... except for her girl ...


- - -

Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch Perfect'and Panax quinquefolius along with all the a genus Gallinago Sung, the young woman were all kind of silly and a bit unusual. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat next to me during the movie, with her daughter Lorrie on my other side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would happen. But I did n't have to expect long.

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

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

She laughed a little. And pulled her terrycloth robe a picayune tighter. Did n't matter. You could still see her womanly magic spell lurking underneath.

'' I just came to sing, '' she said. She had a feeding bottle of my pry Justin pinot noir and a yoke crank. We sat down, me in my rolling chair and her in the metallic element folding chair.

We talked about a lot of things, but mostly about our situation and what my design were for the futurity. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of work. What we really needed was a way to create a zombie costless country so that we could then begin farming cognitive process. Plus we now had gobs of new back talk from town that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the people we met were nice, but generally a bit senior. Still, some of them had farming background knowledge. But former than the Master 's son, we had n't found anyone near the missy ages.

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

'' Well I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got kind of defensive. `` I think we 've got a real slam at making something -- ''

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm surely you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is intemperately to say ... I want Lorrie to have the love of a adept man. set up a kinsfolk. You know, those kind of thing. ``

'' 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 judgement. ``

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

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

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

'' Yes but you are n't old-old. But even if there were a thousand guys to choose from, I 'd want you. You just ... you do what has to be done, you work hard, you 're sound at keeping everyone animated ... plus you 're amazing at sex. ``

'' Gayle ... I do n't eff what to say exactly. Lorrie 's wonderful, I love her like I love all of you, but ... '' I tailed off.

'' But what ? ``

'' But ... how does she feel about this ? ``

'' She 's drumhead over heals in love with you. well-nigh of the girls are attracted to you, but she 's actually in making love. ``

She 's in love with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two briny issues here. numeral One is, you, Gayle. And turn Two, I 'm not trusted I 'm ready to settle down just yet. I mean, I will at some point, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to save our group going. I do n't sleep with if I have clip for a genuine kinship. It 's umm ... it 's pretty tardily rightfield now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the door. ``

Gayle rolled her eyes.

'' Hey, sorry, that 's just how it is. I 'm not prepare to be monogamous with anyone right now. And If I was, well, I 'm not for sure I would pick Lorrie at this decimal point. ``

Gayle variety of made a foiled face.

'' No, I mean naught bad about Lorrie. But I do n't have a go at it her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't take care so surprised. We get along pretty fricking expectant. And, I think the great sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't stand for you had to hook up with Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. Keep it in mind. ``

'' So if she comes a-knocking at my threshold some Nox ... you 're ... what ? ``

'' I 'm finely with that ! Just .... be easy 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 calendar week ago. Lorrie seemed pretty prompt 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 seem to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the rest of her wine. `` I 'm not perfect. I had this vision of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't vocalise good at all, does it ? I mean, I at least want you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds kind of stupid 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 previous man. He like the full-figured gals like Marilyn, Mamie, Rita, etc., but his favorite was the Italian infant, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a comely resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly things like kill a bunch of zombies with your bare clenched fist and total back for your reward. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go look her up. Sophia, I mean. mark off out some of the younger pictures of her, when her hair is pretty straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's tits are bigger. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the elbow room a bit, then I knelt down in figurehead of Gayle 's chair.

'' Gayle. '' I placed my paw on her cheek. `` Even if I fell in love with your daughter, and wanted to spend the rest of my life with her ... how could I possibly only hold dear to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full brim. Her hand came up to me, she ran her fingers through my hair.

Our lips pressed a lilliputian firmer together and our mellifluous kiss turned a little hotter as I moved into her a little more. I broke the candy kiss, only to get a slightly different angle and start kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her crushed lip, and sucked it into my lip, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her back against the paries. With both my hands gently holding her face, I kissed her with Passion of Christ and rawness like I 'd never felt before.
Gayle had slipped her hands underneath my t-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my dorsum. Then she continued to kiss me as she pulled me close-fitting to her.

'' Jesus, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an oz. of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being nice. ``

She slipped my tee shirt over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` Stand over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a babe ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk light source, in just my faded jeans with a bulging crotch.

'' Turn around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a fiddling for her.

'' Sweet Jesus, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, nobody 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your linear perspective, Gayle. ``

'' pickaxe up those weights, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a duad 30 Cypriot pound dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few curls for her, some standing presses, I turned my dorsum to her and did some lateral pass flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her right hand gently rubbing her depart breast, and her left forefinger in between her straw man teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of aplomb 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 bad guy they could run into in a zombi apocalypse.

I went and stood in front of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my weapon system, like I was going to stock her over a threshold. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one virgin in my wholly aliveness. It did n't go so well. mint of annoyance. Crying. Shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so smooth with women ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm awful. So, you really require me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the right Scripture ? Deflower your daughter ? ``

'' I ca n't suppose of anyone I 'd rather give do it, '' she said, twirling her fingers through my hair.
I kissed her her on the lip for a few moments.

'' You want me to, fuck your daughter ? '' Long ... candy kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to have got to suck her tit for a very foresighted metre. '' Kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to lick her pussy. '' Kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will imbibe my putz. '' Kiss with some tongue ...

'' She will be in effect, I promise. ``

'' How do you recognise ? ``

'' I 've made her practice. On banana tree and Cucumis sativus. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No shit ? ``

'' No damn. I told her it was an of import 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 hired hand between her smooth skin and the gown. I cupped her ass cheek and pulled her to me, she could palpate my hard-on now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to continue up or anything.

'' Not always so squeamish. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my jeans as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down side by side to each other, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just love breast. All nipple. There 's just something about them that drives me crackpot. Yeah, big surprise. But more than near Guy, I love them. I love to drub, and piece, and twirl my tongue around them. And they all feel so different. Some are firm, some are really squishy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would understudy sucking nicely to sucking as often as I could. Some nipple bite here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too much time on the tits, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could soak up them for hour ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Deliverer no. It 's like the in force massage in the humans. Only better. I 'm a thousand percentage relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How good is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

Well, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her titmouse and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's breathing increased, so did my heartiness. When she panted a little, I grabbed her kitty-cat. With my laurel wreath on her clit, I slipped a finger's breadth in between her lips and frigged her nicely. Then a piddling harder and faster as I bit down on a big mammilla of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' suction the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left wing tit up to her face and drew in her own nipple to her mouth. God I love that.
I rubbed her pussy faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a couple more hour when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few times. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic waves washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' time lag, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me rest ... too ... sensitive ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a good time for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her legs and guided my cock to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... Jesus Christ she was so wet I just slid right in.

'' Michael ... just a moment ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh roll in the hay .... ''

As my weight set down on her, our pelvic girdle rubbed, re-igniting her clit. Gayle jactitate around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't constitute any real Holy Writ, just moans and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say son of a bitch but it was too often effort. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck other guys. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to compass English people. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guys. '' I sped up my throbbing to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy fuck ! Oh shit Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of times, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking strong. `` She should n't ... oh jesus Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't view me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it twist you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her chest, sticking my pussy-sopping cock into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your daughter watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your tits, your ass, oh that 's squeamish sister yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy cunt ... and not just once but a lot of times. ``

Well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this breaker point, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on Mommy Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a torrent down her throat. Load after lode of hot squirt shot into her sass. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

Panting, she rose up to grab her breath.

Then she called me an asshole and Slapped my boldness !

She sat there, all defiant, her heart gleaming. I was fucking turn on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her side down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her legs and shoved my shaft back into her bitch. Gayle arched her back as I entered her, and she moaned out garish. I was rather impressed with myself, even though I just came, I was prepare for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at night ... with her in the room ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your cunt ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a thoroughly mom. ``

'' You 're a large mom ... a Fucking great mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No answer. I forced my hand under her abdomen so I could grab her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's ill-timed ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her body is so firm ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to soak up cock ... ''

'' No Michael ... contain it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm for sure. ``

'' intercept it ... please oh shite oh shit oh shit I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her slit ... man ca n't you almost taste it ? '' I pulled my hand from Gayle 's cunt and rubbed it on her backtalk, impertinence, pushed my fingers inside her mouth so she could taste it all.

'' You want to try her ... '' I began cumming inside her pussycat. Her cunt walls gripped my cock and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh piece of ass yes ... fuck yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the sec clock time, filling up her cunt with fervent 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 clapper and sassing, sucking up the combined cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, help yourself to my sperm cell anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making lovemaking to me. This will be the go time. I want ... I want Lorrie to have a chance. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the live meter, we fucked again in the morning.


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Chapter 10 - The appointment
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The following day was moving day for the Johnson sisters. We got the Masters place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and live. I 'll acknowledge to some jealousy there, those wench were pretty raving mad footling honies !

So we spent most of the day trying to block off the town. We 'd been to every house, killed every zombie inside the homes, sheds, barns, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always Thomas More automaton. We figured they were coming from the road, but why ? From where ? Why are they coming here ?

'' We need to funnel them into a putting to death zone, '' Erin was saying. My fiendish little killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a crocked spot where we are protected, but we can shoot down them with marijuana cigarette or spears or something. ``

'' Genius ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up something and then fall down. So the fall kills nigh of them. Or at least discover their leg or backs. That would carry through, ammo, right ? ``

The girls kind of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a run and jumping ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me mean. '' I had it. So dewy-eyed, it just might work.

'' superb ! Lorrie, it 's brilliant. We get some transport containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a rectangular tube. We tilt them up at, like a ten or twenty degree angle. We 'll need peck of them. Stack them on top of each former or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 substructure high up and they walk out the end of the last container right into thin air. They smash on the ground -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a heavily landing place post ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the area with fence or more transportation containers ... ''

'' And when the area fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't make to shoot any of them ! ``

We were all very proud of ourselves. It 's a great piece of tail theme. Except, we did n't have any shipping containers. Or a way to move them. Or a crane to pile them.

Eh, minor details.

- - -

We cleaned up more of the town. Not too many living folks, but it 's effective to rid of the lurcher. Zed likes to creep around and move around up in the most outlandish piazza, so it 's in effect to feature him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as zealous a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her guns, Lorrie really wanted it done up close and personal. She wanted to expect into their dead eyes as they died again.

We had cleared out a section of houses, then we went back to them to check for salvageable stuff. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this nice old house, checking matter out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not trusted what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't think there will be any to a greater extent. I do n't get laid ... ''

'' Whaddya mean value you do n't fuck ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a minuscule steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I tell her that her mom wants US to snare up ?

'' Well, you guys are great together, it would be gracious to have a real daddy ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my real daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never mind, it 's fine. It 's exquisitely ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nobody can shut out you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the house some more. It 's sort of sad, looking through a drained person 's life.
Usually, we just look for safes where we might find gas, tree trunk for ammo, kitchens for food etc. But this house was unlike. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this mansion. I mean really. I could live in this house if it were n't for the damn zombies. ``

'' James Wyatt said it was once the city manager 's house. The townspeople built it a long time ago for the then flow mayor to live in. But later, it got bought by some rich people ... The town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your size, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a dyad outfits. `` She had some penchant. Where in this Town would she wear this hooey ? This is like, New York City, 20 years ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some groan from the street.

'' Duty calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' prompt me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, Mr ! '' She waggled her big blade at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the computer hardware store for dejeuner, now re-named Masters and Johnson, in laurels of the upcoming nuptials between the skipper boy and the Samuel Johnson Sister. 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 courteous house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a couple matter from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quickie ! Am I old news already ? ``

'' You 're never old news, my little darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's delicately, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a black dress, fitted, with some demented slash. sort of like that Demi Douglas Moore attire from 20 years ago. And I grabbed a twain of decent 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 landrover. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' stopover smiling, Daddy, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your plan, Daddy-man ? You going to take her to dinner ? Not many restaurant open right now ... ''

'' Well, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' Geek. Ok, I 'll think of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

- - -

We spent the quietus of the day getting the Dr. Johnson sis and the Masters Brothers situated. I let them have two solar panels and a inscrutable cycle shelling so they could stimulate lights and institutionalize up batteries. We got them some solid food and water, too.

Eventually, the rest of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the jeep. Everybody hung out for the good afternoon, getting showers and having a cocktail or two as we played some music telecasting on the TV. It was kind of aplomb. At one head, Erin dragged a bundle into my calculator room that included the dress and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her tits and said `` Do n't forget about me, pa ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her slit through her camo pants a little bit.

'' Ooooh dad ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the shower ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can taste it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the wall, little cunt. Spread em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underclothes. I undid her bloomers and yanked them down to reveal her ass. I could see her cunt lips, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous piffling boob with my left hand and with my rightfield, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, pop ... yes ... touch on me ... ''

While squeezing her tit severely, I gently rubbed her pussy lips, feeling her moisture already, my paw spread them apart. I pinched her teat hard and held on to it tightly, and slipped my finger up to her clit. I massaged her cunt like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' still babe ... stoppage quiet ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just Daddy. Just Daddy feeling up his petty little girl ... His bad little girl ... and her wet slit ... pop likes her wet cunt ... yes ... he will lap up it again soon ... yes pa likes her twat ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, pappa, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, dada ... but do n't bar ... screw me anywhere I do n't care, Daddy ... even If you marry Lorrie, just fuck me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her cunt harder, squishing around in all her pussy drip. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a ripe girl ... you like me squeezing your bosom ? ``

'' Yes Daddy ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the fourth dimension. We shower together, and I pee on her bosom in the shower bath. You should see us pappa ... you should pee on her tits, too ... oh god ! jack shit damn shit ! I 'm cumming daddy cumming so in effect oh shit oh shit ! ``

Erin soaked my hired man with her juices. I slipped my swamp in-between finger right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in front of me, to suck my fully raging cock. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet helping hand. She licked it clean of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might need this later, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her pants, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the couch a few minutes later, nobody seemed to remark. I took my shower.

I came from my exhibitor and met Erin again, who handed me a squeamish cold Coors Light.

'' Well thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boy and young woman for dinner party. You know, help them out with their first-class honours degree meal and stuff. ``

Nice programme, Erin ! What a estimable little girl she is ...

'' well, who 's going ? I 'm kind of beat, but I do n't know if I like the idea of us separating, especially at Night. ``

Truth was, Zach had been pretty calm lately, we seemed to have killed to the highest degree of them in town.
But I had to make it search 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 quietus of us will be armed also. We 'll be respectable ! '' She winked at me.

'' Well maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to stay with her. We need you up here to fall. ``

I thought about it for a few minute, hoping to make it look full. `` Well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over architectural plan and principle. I was n't too concerned, but I did n't want anything stupefied to materialise. And you can always numerate on Zach to establish things stupid.

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We all said goodby to each other as the chemical group went to down to chaffer the Masters and Dr. Johnson Hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a niggling cephalalgia. Nothing grievous. I 'm going to rest in my elbow room, I think. ``

'' I was going to name us some dinner party, I 'll send you in a scale ? ``

'' Sounds good, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few transactions later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked great in her khaki shorts and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, vernal lady ? '' I made an exaggerated bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her best role player southern accent. `` well are n't you just a dear man ? I would love to ! ``

I picked up the southerly drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from 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 little something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too kind, sir ! I would just be enrapture ! I mean, after all, what form of dinner getup is one with parentage 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 land did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not authoritative. What is important is that dinner party is in one hr, and I do n't desire to see hide nor whisker of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shooed her out of the way. I had things to do !

Within the next hour, I whipped up some freeze dried bitch stroganoff, canned Zea mays, and honest-to-god Bisquick cooky ! Then I perked myself up a little, shaved, put on my best shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty good, if I must say so.

In precisely one hr, Lorrie made her entrance. And what an entrance !

The attire, black. The conception, bare shoulders, with about one-inch shoulder strap that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's ample cleavage. Tight around her breadbasket, flowing over her hips, and ending just above her stifle. Her bare pegleg stretched down to her satin black stiletto 3 inch heels. Her rich brownish hair tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally wavelike way. Just a short physical composition to highlight her oculus and some lip gloss to make her lips shiny.

I could n't mouth. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a turn a few invertebrate foot away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I look okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hall, her hands brooch and her eyes shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. Good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so mint ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little wave at that point. `` Good night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' wellspring, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me hot and bothered ! `` How about I escort you to the lounge where we can have a cocktail. ``

She went into her southerly accent again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the sound age for alcoholic potable is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a peace officeholder, I shall deform myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the silver necklace around her neck, my helping hand lingering on her gentle skin. She put in the matching earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't think that this was ever possible again ! I feel like royalty or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her warm waist as she snuggled close. I made us some Charles Grey Goose gimlets over ice. It 's a simple drink, just vodka and Rose 's lime juice, but it 's honorable and to the point.

We sipped our drinks, told each former funny little write up, talked about old times. The thing was, she had a way of making me seem concern. But it was n't forced, she seemed turn on about what I had to say. She was either very effective 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 chilled chardonnay. I find snowy vino to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me level of near-misses with boy ; tons of young man but nearly were scared of her or too unintelligent to jazz what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your classes ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some matter to outlook, for for certain. And one professor who already promised me an'A'if I would catch some Z's over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this shit came down ... '' She waved her manus at the loathsome 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 right one, I guess. ``

'' And what bout now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any female person problems right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your favorite ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to answer that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A man does n't kiss and tell. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her voice trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an resolution. But I was having a intemperately prison term concentrating with all her tit physical body and cleavage poking through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest girl here. Prettiest young woman 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 certain ! I 've watched piles of videos, and, ohmygod I should shut up ! I 'm so humiliated ! ``

I stood up and held out my hand to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some diffuse euphony, 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 moments, and I pulled her closer to me.

Her consistence melted into mine, her monolithic chest pressed into mine. Her hair smelled scrumptious, some rosy shampoo. While everyone takes shower bath, usually we smell a trivial rank as we 're working hard killing Zeds. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My prick began to squeeze. And to fill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a second infant. '' I had to pass on in and adjust my dick as it was growing in an uncomfortable position. `` All bettor now. ``

'' You get, hard that fast ? I 'm sorry, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's alright. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get hard very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvises contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my manus down her back, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my life-time, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my cheek and lingered for a moment. I turned slightly and met her mouth with mine. Oh god, she was so soft and strong. She opened her mouth slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each other. My flop hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a twosome of my fingers.

After a few mo, our rim parted. But I pressed my forehead to hers, maintaining a very suggest stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me hard, her oral cavity working me over. Her hot glossa licked my upper lip, then darted inside my mouth. I tried to wrestle her tongue with mine as our Passion increased. I grabbed both her ass brass wide-cut on and grinded my prick into her. She responded with a short pant, and then proceeded to draw my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The tarradiddle of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me write this voice of the floor. I was taking creative writing in school when all of this went down and, so, I think the story needs my tactual sensation. So yes, I was completely in puppy dear with Michael at this point. I was also a Virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a member inside me. I had had early thing, like Mom 's purple vibrator, her meth dildo, a cucumber vine, and some other various, um, 'items'inside me. But not a real penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in passion with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this percentage point and I was just past 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Christ 's sake. In those one-time Day, I think he was like ready to collect social Security ! ( I 'm certain he will be spanking me at about this level when he reads this. )

Well, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something early people had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very heights monetary standard. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the wrinkle, I think I was about 13 or 14, I watched a movie with Mom. It was called 'Tombstone .'Maybe you 've seen it. It 's the storey of Sir Thomas Wyat Earp and his brothers. It starred Kurt Russel as Wyatt, and had lots of early cool multitude in it. But the reasonableness I 'm telling you this, is because this is the first meter I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to write his public figure and pull out bloom around it. I used to publish my name and his public figure together, and I would drop a line 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill pages with hearts and heyday ! So you do n't sleep with him ? He was Virgil Earp. Tall, slightly graying hair, and THAT vocalisation ! trench baritone voice, Texas idiom, and his theatrical role was just a fucking MAN about everything. He was also in Ghost Rider ( my second favorite movie, behind tombstone ) as the guy in the memorial park who tells Nicholas Cage what 's going on with everything. He did a bunch of TV commercial, including Ram truck for the last few years right up to the Zombie Crash.

I do n't screw where he is now, but I 'm for certain he 's in Texas doing just fine. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega crush on some old picture actor.

Fast forward cashbox now. We girls were on the run from the zombies, and we were losing people left and right. You ca n't even conceive of the terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained lots about 'the crash'of civilisation in this storey. ) He was all set up there in his trap drunkenness cold beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were nearly destruction at every stone's throw. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb a fence. I could palpate hot roue running down my rear and I could see the fear in everyone 's eyes as we tried to receive a house to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this home, and then passing out. I have coup d'oeil of affair from then on, but I 'm not sure if they are my actual memories or delusive ones since I 've heard the story so many times.

What I do call up is waking up and not knowing what the fuck was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty very much fabrication in a flood of what smelled corresponding pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a unusual way I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to replete me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our lives at the very lastly possible bit before we were all eaten active. He had taken us to a secure place that had intellectual nourishment, water, electricity, motion-picture show, guns, popcorn, and he was n't an asshole ! He patched me up and save me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first time a little while ulterior that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the nighttime before getting me some music, and he was now training the daughter in shooting acquisition so they could all kill zombies.

So here 's the conniption : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a Texas stress ! Not veridical strong, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got jean on and some kind of army sweater on, and military-looking flush. His air, his demeanor, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can tell you that ! His well-favored face appeared overturn about something, and yet he was complete fragrancy and forgivingness to me. As we chatted, he ran a finger around my ear, pushing my hair off my side and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the succeeding twosome of days, while I 'm recovering, stories start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the daughter, and he 's got a big fucking cock. So let 's recap. Big prick, well-favored guy, tall, TX accent, has his shit together, kills automaton without batting an eye, saves damoiselle in severe distress, likes musical and retro rock 'n' roll, is apparently good at pleasing the ladies, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 good thing to one not-so-great thing. Fortunately, I 've had a life-time long love involvement with my older Sam, so that one affair is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally manoeuvre over cad, choice time in love with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was convince him that I was so often better than the 8 hot babes already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an wound virgin like myself !

things went along for a clip, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really want to look at me at prison term. Now, I do n't need to seem like all stuck up and betray, but I 'm pretty damn cute. I was thinking it was maybe my dummy. bozo are so Wyrd. They seem to like tit, but if you 've got over-sized ones like I do, they just make fun of you or get all poor fish or, I do n't know what. I know there 's guy rope who think that 'more than a handful is a permissive waste', and then there 's guys who just love monolithic knocker. How do I acknowledge this while remaining a virgin ? 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 alone time together. I knew she was smitten ( her word, not mine ) but she also knew it was just sort of a crack ; Michael did n't look to desire to get too attached at this point. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guys, I would n't just take root 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 sexual love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. belated at night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could discover mom giving herself an orgasm. Squishy sounds in a pocket-sized elbow room, can only be one thing, ya know ? Sometimes she would whisper his epithet. Then she 'd precipitate asleep. Of course, that got me very horny so then I 'd make to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my finger's breadth in my cunt and diffuse my orgasm around my stiff nipples. 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 twisting. After I swallow down my juices, I like to just hug my boobs to my face, like soft warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my tit more, but usually they just comfort me. Most nights I drift off to sleep that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'attention was to become a world-champion zombie spirit killer. 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 shooter than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the best of all the daughter. My tools are, a Gerber mini-machete and a long cougar pole. On the pole, we worked up a spike heel with kind of a `` Tee '' on it. The motility is, I use the terminal to try and knock down the Zed, then hack his fucking mental capacity with the matchet. If he 's really big and I ca n't knock him down, the celestial pole at least keeps his blazon off me while I hack them before I get to his poor fish head.

I used to be kind of like a girly-girl, not very athletic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy concerns outside my petty circuit of protagonist. In short, I was a shockable twit. But hey, we can all change !

Now, I feel naked if I do n't have my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel nervous if I do n't also possess my pole and my AR strapped on or within arm 's reach. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't mind saying it. I was just starting to enter the world, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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Okay I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to write about my 1st sexual experience with another person, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's right, it 's his storey and I 'm only a guest writer. Still, I just stood up and farted in his general commission, just to instruct 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 screw what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Saviour Saviour you people 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 sure. He was so kind, and sugariness, 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 bodies touched. He traced the scar on my back from my cervix down to my blue back. It was sexy, not gross, and it just reminded me that this heroic man saved my sprightliness on several occasions now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could palpate little inspiration in my pussy during dinner party, but effective lord I was on fire when we started dancing ! His strong arms wrapped around me, his manfully fragrance enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely subscribe to me over. As he held me squiffy, my breasts crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could feel something on his right leg. Something hard. I 'm certainly it was his hammer, but I thought it was in the middle between his legs, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a secondment, babe. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his hand down his own pants. `` All better now. ``

I was n't sure what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of pornos, the cocks were usually just grueling ; I did n't make out how retentive it took to go from delicate to concentrated. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This clock time, I could feel all of his rigourousness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that hard. Holy shit ! My mamilla were arduous, I can distinguish you that, and my kitty-cat seemed to be on fire, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The awkward, mis-proportioned daughter ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his cheek, then he turned and he met me with his lip. Our glossa danced and clock time seemed to stand still. future thing I know both his hands are on my ass boldness, and he 's pressing his hard dick into my tummy. I moved a little sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a rough-cut slut. But I did n't like, it felt so GOOD !

We kissed for several minutes, lost in each others lips. His hands felt so good on my coffin nail, squeezing hard, almost too unvoiced but it not quite. My hands eventually drifted down his sides, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare skin for the first time. He did n't receive an ounce of fat on him. I ran my custody up the front end of his chest, feeling the conformation of his hard venter and then the clotheshorse of his unvoiced pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice chest, Mr. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, little ma'am ! '' he responded. `` I do n't guess you realize how good you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his arms like I was just a piece of music of paper ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' hold, '' he said in surprisal. `` You do n't even have it away what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' Well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, sorry knockout. I was going to ask if you 'd serve me wash the jeep ? ``

'' certain, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, filthy mouth. But this was n't the time for subtlety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the landrover can await until tomorrow. '' He started towards his room, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too tired and worn out. Virgin busting is arduous 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 cushy light, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a naked man before ? In individual, I mean ? ``

I shook my head, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my head, yes.

'' OK, stay there, I 'll strip for you. ``

He unbuttoned his long sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare thorax. I could scarcely catch one's breath. He threw the shirt on the trading floor. Kicked off his shoes, then pulled his socks off.

'' Last probability ! '' he said as he stood there with his hands on the fly of his jeans. `` You can still back out ! ``

In a slightly pulsate vocalisation, I answered. `` I might just bolt down 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 gasp, slowly, slowly exposing the fissure of his butt cheek. His ass was gross. As he removed the gasp completely, I marveled at how the musculus in his legs and butt flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his arms outstretched a little and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the face was a three-foot monster cock.

wellspring, I was a Virgin, think back ? It seemed like it was three feet long. He told me later it 's about 8 inches. All I know is that it was far swelled than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to Death of this affair, and wanting to down it with my mouth and pussy.

luxuria won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my knees when I got there. I just breathed in his scent for a few mo, substantial, musky. My script on his second joint, I knew from the pornos 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 make out with his cock, and my properly hand came over to grip it. Jesus ! The skin is so diffuse, but underneath is so hard ! How is this possible ? And the cutis moves around on the outside a little, fascinating ...

Gathering up my bravery, I opened my mouth and covered his whole tip with my lip. commodity god, my oral cavity was undefended almost as very much as it could, and I only had about an column inch inside ! How do those little girl deep pharynx like in the motion-picture show ? But it felt so nerveless, so good, and then I had a salty taste in my mouth. I pulled back and I could see this succus muck 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 char seem to hate the taste of cum, and some love it. Seems like few love life it, though. I hoped I would like it.

After a couple hour, Michael helped me back up to standing.

'' Baby, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this dress ? ``

He turned me around and undid the little clutches in the binding. After stepping out of my dress, he slid my underwear off. The moment of Truth was coming, he was going to see my outsized boobs in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy bullshit ! '' 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 womanhood I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me intemperately again.

After a few import, I broke the buss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to embark on oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm sure there 's like, a communications protocol, or an etiquette here, or a succession of events. And I want to do them all at some tip. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't believe I was all tongue-tied. Usually they ca n't exclude me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to kiss Thomas More ? Just tell me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just decamp all the foreplay and get to the roll in the hay ? I 'm really make now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively spread unfastened. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weight unit on his arms. I could feel his stopcock bumping around down there, I opened my legs as wide as I could. He reached down to post his cock, and suddenly it was there at my entrance. He rubbed it up and down my twat a few sentence, coating his cock with my juices. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` Fuck me. ``

His stopcock inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never throw imagined. He pressed his severe cock further into me, pulling it back out a little and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was zilch like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me further than I thought possible. I could n't breathe for a moment.

'' That, my dear, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a s, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should have done more of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His tongue circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some pressure, ahh that 's near, gave me a trivial 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 incline, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my face, my mamilla 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 warm mouth engulfed my hard nipple and he sucked it inside his mouth. As the spark continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the early one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my nipples were almost touching each former, he tongued both of them frantically, first one and then the former. My pussy felt like it was on flak ! Suddenly, the slight ache down there was gone, replaced by a warm, sensational feeling.

Michael pulled his stopcock 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 tit so I could grab his ass and force him into me. God it felt so fucking dependable. I 've masturbated a few thousand fourth dimension but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his whole free weight on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in terminated control of me, I could n't move anything except my hip, up and down to run into his chance event. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his cock impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God tinker's dam I loved it.

Each accident he ground into my clit. Each stroke I moaned or grunted or made some kind of guttural, primordial noise. My twat was stretched to it 's limits, but I did n't need him to stop, no fucking way. At some degree he reached for and found my left tit. He molested it with his handwriting so a good deal 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 tit. Looking into my optic, he encircled my rigid nipple, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it experience better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my pap, then drew it in my mouthpiece and gently sucked it. I do this all the sentence, but I always thought it was a fiddling weird to suck on your own dead body parts. I did n't reckon anyone else would think it was ok.

He told me to hold onto that one while he brought my former tit up. I sucked on my left while he sucked on my right. His fucking had slowed, but he was doing these long, powerful strokes now, slamming into my organic structure. Into my woman. Into my fiery cunt.

'' Switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded mammilla, kissing in between.

'' clutches them, baby ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his hands and started REALLY fucking me fast and hard. I pinched and squeezed my mamilla and tits as full I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the place as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his f number, I felt that wonderful wiz developing in my twat. My coming, it 's nearby. It 's on it 's way, it 's building up.

'' Michael, '' I panted. `` I 'm going to, I 'm going to cum soon. ``

From then on it was a bit of a blur. Michael told me later I just panted the word 'Fuck'about a grand times, with the occasional 'Fuck me Daddy'thrown in just for fun. As my sexual climax neared, I arched my back and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my climax exploded throughout my trunk. As my bitch trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this long, stretched out orgasm that I had never even dreamed of before. I could n't breathe, I could n't talk, I could n't act, I was just a clump of raw delight nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful cock. wave of cum cramp involuntarily wracked my consistence. I remember hearing a adult female groaning and moaning, only to make it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both hands and lifted my cunt up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his middle finger right up my asshole. It felt fantastic. From watching pornos, anal sex always looked interesting, but also very scary and something I could never picture myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't look all that far-fetched.

With a vociferation of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this marvelous hot feeling in my cunt. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His cock trembled many meter, and I clenched hard rightfield back at him, squeezing as tight as I could. Yes I was a virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my hero, my backup man pop, had fucked me and cum in my cunt. I was happy beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his pelt covered in a light effort. His iron dick seemed to accept shrunk a small, or else I was so stretched, I could n't tell. 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.

'' babe, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to roll up off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.

'' Take me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his back and brought me with him, still with his decreasing cock inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No dearest, thank you ! You are awesome and this was fantastic and holy place son of a bitch I ca n't consider it ... ''

'' It was serious, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was fantastic for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Deliverer ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guys out. ``

Oh yeah, skillful approximation. 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 Edward White cum poured out of me onto him, covering his dick, balls, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! Good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't occupy, I 'll scavenge it up. ``

With only a footling hesitation, I licked up the starting time gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't care it ? The inaugural taste perception was okay, salty, thick, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also taste pussy succus, how piece of ass cool is that ! Our juices were blend together ! And, it was ticket. In fact, it was good. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his Milk River dish, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard cock, he showed me how to grapple it at the backside and push towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the interior tubing. Mmmmm, more cum right from the tap. When I got to his balls, he warned me to be soft. clump are so eldritch, so sensitive, and ... ugly ... but in a chill 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 hold 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 niggling hungry. I put on his frock shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the button just to keep it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his room towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guys ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her footling kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too short for her and did n't handle up much on top, either. Her face looked a fiddling rosy-cheeked, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a back ! '' she said as she grabbed some biscuit from a package. She glanced at Michael, who stood there stark naked with a gleaming half-hard cock, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that niggling 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 animation stud within who knows how many international nautical mile, and who can fuck like a champion, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her strong. 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 yield us a pair minutes ? I 'll bring back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass oeuvre as he walked.

'' Honey ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. tear of joy and happiness, but she did n't cognize that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't induce to leave him up, for me. I mean, he 's wonderful ! I could never do that, not in a million years ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh beloved, I just wanted you to stimulate a shot at some happiness. With things the way they are, who knows what 's going to happen today, tomorrow, next week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're glad, I can sense 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 flaccid and Mommy-like, it was gracious to hold on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my fucking God yes. You would n't trust how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would believe how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a little bit about sexy things and Michael, and then I asked her something that was bothering me.

'' So Mom. Uh. Anal sex. I um, I want to do it. Tonight. I want to give him everything. But, how do you, um, get ready ? I mean we do n't cause any Astroglide like you use at home ... ''

'' What do you mean ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a little slut ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty good spank.

'' Well, the truth is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' Well, dearie. I 'm a little elderly, and when women get older they do n't always lubricate as much as they used to. I 'm sure as shooting, for you, that your twat juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got adequate twat succus ! ``

'' Just puss juice ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no doctors, you know. '' The truth was, I really wanted to get target fucked but I was scared to demise of Michael 's big turncock in there. But I knew some of the other fille took him, so I had to be at least as good as they were at it.
'' Well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for paradise 's sakes. Lean up against the parry. Goddamn kids these days I swear to God, ca n't work out anything out. Go on, disperse your legs, yes like that. ``

Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.

'' Mom ! '' I gasped.

She easily slipped two finger's breadth inside me as far as they would go, then she finger fucked me for about XXX seconds or so. I could experience my foreplay construction, and I could feel my juice starting to flow again.

'' See ? So you get your fingers as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her fingers and then chafe my asshole, depositing my juices on it. She repeated that again, only this time she pressed a unmarried digit inside my ass a little bit.

'' OK so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slowly. I mean, He has to go slow. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my butt. It felt wonderful. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass cheeks. `` He should also use some spit, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spitting onto my asshole. Her finger continued to fuck my prat as her early helping hand rubbed my slit. Then she pulled her finger's breadth out my seat, but instantly I could feel TWO fingers pressing against my back door. Oh shit !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan Pipeline had just entered me, when in fact two fingers were n't even half as long or one-half as wide as Michael 's cock. I do n't know how this is going to work. I 'll never be capable to fit his shaft back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my head, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to finger shtup both of my mess as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

'' Well, in her eternal quest to please you, this trivial lady wants to cook herself for an anal retentive screwing from you. Knowing how big your cock is, I figured I better get her gear up, somewhat, at to the lowest degree. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my breast as it hung down. His previously limpish cock was now at full attention again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I help with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to evidence her that a tongue is near to help out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his head to one side and persuasion for a moment. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much more experience getting butt-fucked than I do. Show me how it should be done. ``

With feigned disgust, Mom withdrew her fingers from my ass and proceeded to bend down and plant her brass between my cheeks. I jumped just a bit as her hot lingua probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand eld did I conceive my mom would one day be licking my asshole, or that I would desire her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to knead my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, go on going. you 're doing great. lick Lorrie 's asshole like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could experience pussy juice running down my leg. `` Guys ! '' I said. `` I ca n't suffer here like this much foresighted. ``

We moved to Michael 's bedroom.

'' I think, '' Michael was saying as he took off my/his shirt. `` We should lay her on her back, that way her pussy juice will just menstruate into her butt. Gayle, you work her pussycat and I 'll act on these boob. We will get you juicy, do n't worry, baby. ``

True to his give-and-take, Michael started working very hard on my right tit. squeezing, kneading, mashing, kissing, licking, all variety of at once.

Mom put two finger's breadth back up inside my pussy and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juices. Her hitch rubbed on my clit. together with the arc coming from my nipples, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very warm and gentle touched my clit. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that thing on my clit, it had to be a tongue. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my pussy, my slit. She thrust three or four fingerbreadth, or maybe her hale hand inside my kitty as she licked my lip and clit, now finger fucking me dissipated and hard.

Michael decided that this was the time he should slap my tits. 'Increases the blood flow', he said. As he gripped my tit where the cutis rose from my chest, the end of my tit and the nipple were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at low, but each one got a little harder, made a little Sir Thomas More noise.

Mom pulled out her hand from my bitch, and forced it against my now soaked can hole. Her finger went in a little, then she pulled them back.

Each time Mom rammed her fingers into my butt, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to lick my snatch and they both assaulted my tits and ass, I came in about two minutes.

pussy juice flowed out of me, I could feel it running out of my slit and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's fix, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my branch. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvic girdle stick up in the air somewhat. He positioned himself at my backdoor.

'' waiting ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's rooster, slobbering all over it.

'' Okay, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His turncock capitulum pressed into my ass, and I felt it kind of 'plop'into me as his mushroom-shaped cloud head gained memory access. I stiffened from the sensation. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' gentle please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to take away him inside me. He must make love my ass. All the other 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 look and told me to relax, it will be exquisitely. Then she kissed me for a moment on the backtalk, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my puss and forced her way in so she could lick my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's natural language on my clit while Michael slowly fucked my ass little by little. Going deeper. Into the bad lieu. With my Mom licking my cunt. Are you kidding me ? My mind was spinning in circles as crazy thoughts went through my headland. Mom 's licking my cunt ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't scare me. In fact I want to. And I want to suck her titmouse, and for her to suck mine, and I want everyone to suck my tits. And I want 20 guy wire to digest in a forget me drug around me and flick off on me and cover me in cum, and Mom can work it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT nookie ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 in inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. the Nazarene Christ I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her chief 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 digit fucked me in time with Michael 's shot. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in high temperature. public speaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you block up for a second. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, bed me doggy way. '' 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.

'' infant, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulation for this. order you what, I 'll lay down on my rear, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your capitulum down there. This way I can drub your twat while he fucks your ass. You 'll be ok this way. ``

Okay Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her school principal as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot spit inside my cunt rim and on my clit as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be fine. ``

Michael worked his way in between my branch and Mom 's articulatio humeri and weaponry, and got set up again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a minute of arc or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's cock, I just know that I was feeling a little lonely just sitting here on all fours with null to do. Suddenly, Mom 's mouth was back on my cunt and Michael 's peter was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my bloody god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your rachis ! His cock slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so full, so filled up, so complete. With Mom licking my cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an ecstatic state. My arms and legs lost control condition, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my twat hard into Mom 's expression. I do n't know how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My face landed mightily in Mom 's bare pussy. Her heady odor wafted in my nose, her juicy back talk covered my buttock. Without any prior story of touching a female child, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her lips, sucked her clitoris, buried my face between her folds, smearing her juices all over my expression. 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 early impertinence even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop ? '' He teased.

I turned to reckon at him. All sweaty from head to toe, his muscles gleaming in the luminance, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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okay, enough is decent. Lorrie, you write like a girl. Too a good deal of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a distich of professional tribade. Lorrie 's ass was so tight, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of grade, but you could see a short, well it was fucking awesome. This was better than any daydream I could have concocted.

I thought the solitary matter to make this well was a slight ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my petty room, and each slap was followed by a whine from Lorrie. She turned around to look at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's cunt juices, her hair 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 mummy 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, I came too. With a fury, my cock trembled and shook and I emptied my raging spermatozoan deep inside my baby girl 's ass. Wave after wave, dig after shot, I finally finished cumming after almost a minute. My cock was physically tired, I could feel it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscle after running a foresighted way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a nice surprise.

From her gaping prick, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting mouth. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her mouth closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her back. Then Gayle bent down and, with her deal, opened Lorrie 's sassing. 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 clod for a few instant before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a long time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, utterly spent. My cock lay there like a utter soldier, or more like a complaining soldier. 'No more, let me rest !'it seemed to say. Hey piddling buddy, it was Worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

Time drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their warm dummy against me and draping their peg over parts of me. I mentioned water again, because I never got any the first fourth dimension. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two glasses 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 notion. Mix in some Mother/Daughter poppycock, and I did n't know WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three times honey, thanks for asking. I 'm good. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to kiss her mom on the lips, dragging a big roll in the hay tit right in my brass. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm all right. Tired, but a good tired. I ca n't believe what we did, what I did. thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the expectant night of my life. ``

They both squeezed me taut. We drifted off to kip, each shopworn and satisfied and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio blared. `` Michael ! aid ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my affectionate slumber with my two babes, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a hundred zombie at least ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! flow on ! ``

The girls were already moving. `` wide-cut gear, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the Jeep ! ''

Sounded like the dump was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm protectors, shin precaution, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to principal street, arm hot and gear up to go. In spite of the danger, there were a few smirky looks passed back and forth, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to battle, but the fucking sure was fun last Nox ! ``

I rounded the nook a few 100 yard from hardware store, where everybody was holed up. Zombies crowded around the front threshold. 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 fritter them. Then they 'll swarm us. This is like some kind of shit herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our people were trapped, but not in immediate danger. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding strong. Erin had climbed out the window onto the facade roof.

Right by us, adjacent to Mountain realty, was Jim 's Fix It shop. I looked in the window and saw a gang of puppet and let out TVs and early shit. And wire. reel 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 bobbin. Zed was interfering making noise down the street, they did n't see me.

'' Call Erin, secernate her to preserve it up, keep their attention. ``

I had Gayle effort us closer, about 75 thou from the close Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my lowest mag. I 'll just curl at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, sooner would be better ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, locomotive engine idle, prepare to swan. I mean, worse came to pip, we could just drive into a few of them, then beat back around town as they followed us. Spread them out some so we could engage them a few at a time. But I wanted to try this telegram matter first.

I undid some conducting wire and wrapped it around the close streetlight. With pair of pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the dry land. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a streetlight on that side of meat, also about a ft off the land and as tight as I could take a leak it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the next streetlight about hundred animal foot away, and tied another piece of wire across the street about a human foot high. Did that four more times.We checked around, no Zeds had snuck up behind us from the main road. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the landrover 's horn.

Instantly, about half the floozy turned to see at us. Blew the automobile horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' Ladies, be ready if this does n't work. '' I was pretty frighten, actually. If this did n't work, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't bed if we could hold off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The foremost 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 pole and the wire, but then those guys zeroed in on us in the center of the street and hit the side by side wire. John L. H. Down went those guy !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. symmetry and coordination are not his thing. Depending on their condition, it can take 30 secondment, a minute, even more for them to get erect again. Those that did, fell down on the following wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick joke. After a couple arcminute, with still a couple wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to gather them. We had our AR-15s slung on our backs, I had my lace Crovel and Lorrie had her farseeing poker stick.

'' I got the first one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this dead guys head. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's hitch close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't need to get surrounded. But it was n't too likely. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the pressure reduced on our the great unwashed in the building ; they staged a murderous breakout and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his perfectly head, making sure he was re-dead.
well, the smell was fucking awful. And now we had 147 absolutely guys in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boy, Wyatt and Lewis Henry Morgan, looked a small sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some medicine last night. You know, just having a fiddling party. It was pretty deep, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. Next thing we know a few of these guy rope started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the break of the day ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this morning, they crashed through the glass doorway, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a room, all we had was my pistol, wireless, and my six cartridge. ``

'' What did you use to break out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the furniture, got some upright boards. Erin shot the number one few, then we beat the rest down until we could get our weapons. ``

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 have been a ruck release by on the highway. They heard the music and decided to come take a look. I read about the herds a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ago. When Zed has no stimulus, he just kind of rack there. Then a bird flies by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of sight. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a purpose. He does n't want to pretermit out on the action so he follows him. Zena sees two of her Quaker charging ahead and says yeah baby, I 'm with ya ! succeeding thing you know, 147 dead lunkhead are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't stop now !

Well the Tripwire worked, got ta do more of that. We got ta get our defenses up. We ca n't just take these guys storming our town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the rest of the day cleaning up. The other remaining town came out to help, too. Picking up bushed ezed is severely oeuvre. We dragged them all about a quarter mile down main street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the trucking and dragging, tidings got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that ma Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some hurt touch sensation, too. Some of the missy were thinking I was off the market and were jealous.

We broke for lunch. As we munched down Dennison 's chili pepper, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a small damage, after all, Erin helped arrange this whole thing ! Now she seemed a small pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really have any rules right now. Except for the gull rule, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to go out. But, well, convention society 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. Thomas Hunt Morgan and Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the passion stage yet. '' They made rummy motion of wiping their hilltop 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 work on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to put to work. `` Nice actor's line. ``

'' Yeah right, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the girls ? It 's okay. I just want to get laid. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the tangible worldly concern, you would be my routine lady friend of all time. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are unmanageable times and we ca n't afford to sustain everyone pissed at each other right hand now ... ''

I grabbed a pair of perfectly base, Lorrie grabbed his manpower. We swung him up into a wheel barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your balls. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to have Thomas More sex with you. A lot to a greater extent. I am in beloved with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to process out an arrangement here. I 'll think about it. ``

Okay, I thought, think on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cerise. I 'd suck your turncock right now, except it
probably has zombie gunk on it ! ``

'' Hey baby, I never got to work 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 dad. You might like it. ``

She was right, I did wish it.

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Chapter 14 - Group Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my people together.

'' Hey guys, safe employment today. Let 's get cleaned up for an ahead of time dinner up at the house. Then I want to get a strategy school term, we got ta do something so this does n't happen again. '' We piled into the hand truck and headed up the Hill to my shack.

After we all got clean and jerk and shiny, we had a overnice meal of canned spaghetti and meatballs, green noodle, and Pyrus communis. Ok, so it was n't all that nice. But it filled us up and did n't take long to reach, so that was good enough.

'' Ok common people, '' I began. `` We need a wall. I propose we start with the cars in town. There 's ... what, a couple hundred sign here, and only about 15 occupied. Let 's take the railcar from the rest of them, origin them nose to dog alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our footling valley to the former end. That way, the snake god will probably come into the ditch, and we can avail with that too, and then they wo n't be able to wax the ditch because cars will be there on the top edge. We 'll leave an opening, and use a big truck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta drainage all fluids from the cars and save them in barrels. hire out the batteries, kindling conducting wire and stuff, anything useful. That should take several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that little welding shop down southward, see if that guy is awake and help him out. We need him. When we went past him last-place fourth dimension, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big plan is to build the 'Sanchez Pit of Death'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the recognition, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll necessitate to go about 40 sea mile north and see what 's up with the truck stop there before someone else gets to it. hand truck mean stuff, hopefully food for thought, and god knows what else. motortruck also mean shipping containers. We need those to build ramps for the Andres Martinez Pit. And we can use empty drone to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couplet minute, working out the details of the car paries. That was the most important matter. We did n't feel like leaving the townsfolk without having it be secure so that when we returned the town would not be full of zombie. We also assigned mass to specific problem. Gayle and Lorrie would expend at least 2 hours a day learning herbal tea medicinal drug and old-fashioned doctoring. Erin would become our inventory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top shape. Tina and Payton were to become farm specialiser so that issue forth springiness we would be ready. The brace of Masters and Lyndon Johnson would work on fortifying the bulwark, building watchtowers, and any other physical security measures matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinks. It was good to relax, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a couple More hours, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big announcement we had agreed on.

'' I have a big announcement ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a smut on the living elbow room TV ! ``

Most hoi polloi laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm good ! I 'm going to my room for 15 minutes for some last min cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch some dirty movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to connect. If you do n't require to, that 's fine, no vexation. Maybe just stay in your elbow room, or you guys can go back down into town to your store. Again, no damage, 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 strain box so I would n't hear any conversations or bitching or moaning or crying. Then I proceeded to brush my teeth, do some final exam cleaning and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a video was tough. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old school. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a duet of sweat gasp commando flair, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the movie, nobody 's here. Really ? cypher ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll catch it anyway. I started searching through the server to get the movie up. Just as I got it going, I heard a girl 's vocalisation shout out from the back :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at aid. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... March ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the cadence. Erin, the Little tiger, is the squad leader. She called out as they marched out, single file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the Marines !

Out came the sorriest looking squad I ever saw. Also, the aphrodisiacal. Erin called out the cadence shout and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no horse sense in lookin down )
Ai n't no Zombies on the footing ! ( Ai n't no automaton on the primer ! )
Killin automaton all day long ! ( Killin Zombies all day long ! )
Gon na make me big and unassailable ! ( Gon na construct me big and unassailable ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're redress ! )
Am I, killing stiff ? ( You 're veracious ! )
audio off ! ( 1,2 ! )
Sound off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to hold open a straight person face. This was so cool !

The scout group was now arrayed in front of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All troops present and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, police sergeant ! Was there, uh, a problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' Supply payoff sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a nice camo baseball hat, and one of my camo shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the front. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her lovely minuscule boobs.

'' dress that line, serjeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a Nice squeeze on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandanna wrapped around her head, a nice white push-up bra which accentuated her substantive tits, and combat boots.

'' Pants, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that odor ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' wellspring, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the side by side girl, Lorrie, who had on a camo jersey. That was it. And the T-shirt looked like it was having a hard time as it had a few strategic riptide in it. Lorrie looked at me and smiled.

'' Soldier ! '' I mock-yelled. `` Are you eye-balling me ? ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' You ca n't do that ! ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' Drop down and give me twenty ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 sucks ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my swither, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard prick completely in her mouth. She got a few strokes in before it got too big for her. By the clock time she got to 20, I was at full attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your story ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a black G-string and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a string around her neck opening, resting comfortably between her toothsome boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't have a story ? ``

'' Drop and pay me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not veridical imaginative, not a big talker. But she 's a hard doer and she fucks like a racehorse. Jesus, I thought. And a good cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the squad called out in unison.

'' Back in line, secret ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and Wyatt were handcuffed together. Wyatt had on pants, which was good. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my captive, Sir ! ``

'' fair enough. Prisoner Sir Thomas Wyatt, drop-off and contribute me ... no hold, fall in her 20 ! ``

Sir Thomas Wyat eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's slit. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to reckon ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Sir Thomas Wyat got up, his mouth and chin glistening.

'' Nurse ! '' I said to the next individual, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her haircloth. She also had a two-inch all-encompassing bandage wrapped around her chest at the nipple line. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' Step Forward ! '' Nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look hefty, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just get this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my low gear aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' crease forward ! '' I commanded. `` Stop ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, nude ass, 10 sentence. Not that operose, but her cheeks got a minuscule pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I suffer another ? ``

Well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be greedy, nanny ! ``

I moved down the line to Kristin and Morgan. She had a dog dog collar around her neck, with a concatenation held by John Pierpont Morgan. Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very modest in her farsighted sleeve army T-shirt.

'' Let me guess ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' John Pierpont 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. Stop. whack it off ! '' I yanked on her strand slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a lucky sumbitch, Daniel Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had makeup on, and was fully dressed in a sexy way ; nice Elwyn Brooks White blouse, tight black annulus, Negro fishnet, high-pitched heels. shucks if she was n't the sexiest one here. Well, excepting my Lorrie, of course ! She was also the only one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' Private Tina ! You look ... exceptional. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious Objector ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class hooker, Sir ! I want to get fucked ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did nearly everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at informality. scout troop, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. leisure time prison term starts in 5 moment. Those who want to be utile will pass water me a drink. Sergeant, dismiss the squad. ``

'' police squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the assumption at 0800 tomorrow for piece of work item ! Consume accordingly. Any malingerers will be shot ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the lounge as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my sweats and sat on the couch. I was glad I took those 15 moment earlier to clean up, had myself all prissy and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV Remote when Lorrie came up with a duet of drinks.

'' wimble ? '' she asked.

'' My favorite, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat next to me. Sort of. She was more like sitting on me. Her business firm tits pressed into my arm and chest. I took about 4 gulps of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with crapulence and everyone mingled for a few minutes. Nobody really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's idea, and we were n't coming through. I downed the relief of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to concern ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the lounge, then I slid down onto the trading floor. Spreading her pegleg, I began to lick and kiss my way up her knees, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and mom Gayle sat on the put following to Lorrie. It was sort of funny. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these female child. Many had lost their families, had seen death stopping point up, were n't sure about the time to come, all that. So Gayle spent many a Night hugging one of the young lady as we watched a appearance on the tube.

So, this was n't any different, except now Momma Gayle was completely raw and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at mammy 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's second joint as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my prize. Lorrie 's manpower naturally went to her titty, she massaged them lazily through her T-shirt. I could smell well-chosen little odor inspiration in front of me.

Suddenly, my back was covered in warmheartedness, Kaitlyn laid her diffused boobs on my back. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my cock and Ball. Oh god, that 's squeamish. Always nice to have individual lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my rim across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her clean-shaven outer domain. God I was in heaven, and I wanted this to be near for Lorrie. I gently opened her a niggling 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 exaltation. I felt her heat on my tongue as I continued to explore her outside. As I passed over her first step, the heating plant intensified. I pressed my glossa down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot woman lava covered my tongue in fantastic flavors.

I swallowed some of her succus down, mmm heaven. I looked up at her again, she was looking down lazily at me, almost like she was dreaming. She leaned forward an pulled off her T-shirt, thank god. I needed to see those tits ! My left field 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 cunt and circled around her clit with my tongue as my justly hand began to tease her kitty and ass with my digit. Her juice quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my tongue lightly on her clit, feeling the strong petty nub under me. I sped up a piddling and added some pressure, varying my route as I tongue lashed her integral puss. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

Someone tapped me on the berm. I turned my head.

'' My twist ! '' Erin exclaimed.

'' Um ... '' I struggled. `` Not just yet. I need to do this, ok Little Tiger ? '' I kissed her on her lips, and she licked and sucked me clean of Lorrie 's accumulated juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's pap. I dove back in and knife fucked her puss. Back and Forth River with my rigid tongue inside her steaming mess. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a twain minutes of that, I slid a finger up inside her as I worked my mouth up towards her rock punishing short clit. low gear, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some honorable pressure. The I gave it a few glancing licks, drawing groan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my spit firmly against her clit.

For the adjacent ... I do n't sleep with how many minutes ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clit. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that whole surface area into my mouth. I struggled to restrain up with her flow of secretions, swallowing as trump I could, but I really did n't want to let her go. I slipped more fingers inside her hot hole, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her hard while continuing to molest her clitoris. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my pass between her thighs, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bloody murder as her orgasm ripped through her twat and spread head throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me block off after about a minute.

'' Daddy ! '' she gasped, barely able to take a breather. `` I ca n't ... pop I ca n't take it anymore ... Daddy ... ''

Haha ! No fucking way. I held on and continued to bat and suck her clit. Lorrie 's climax continued, rising and falling with my speed and pressure, balancing on the edge of the falls, and then plummeting over the edge. Only to be on another edge, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a couple minutes of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the finis 15 second, I had no idea what was going on. I gathered that people were doing some sexy things, but they had all stopped in the last 5 hour due to the sum of noise Lorrie made ! They gave me a prissy turn of applause as I rose from between her stage. I waved to the crowd, tipped my imaginary hat, then fell into the subdivision of my Lorrie. We kissed, long and deep, her knife totally engaged with mine. I felt good to rest a little, my jaw was a bit tired !

I sat back on the couch and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my fixed prick in both deal and began stroking me. Her blondish hair's-breadth blocked my view, but I could sense her hot oral cavity descend onto my cock as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on camion lovely, rigid nipples. These infant were huge right now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a problem ! Tina impaled her tight pussy with my cock, at last, and finally I had fucked all the womanhood here !

Looking around, Momma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her tits while Kaitlyn licked her smooth cunt. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the Masters boy, while her sis Kristin and Lorrie looked on with good lust in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending buttons flying and her mamilla bouncing. Her perky little girls were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my cock. Her tight cunt clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her recollective orgasm, I guess a rooster in her twat and in her ass felt pretty good ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's face, surprising everyone with the amount of juices emanating from within.

Morgan pulled his tool from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' succeeding ! '' he called out with his and his crony 's hard shaft at good attention.

Kristin shook her head word. I guess the ass was n't her thing. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boys positioned her over James Wyatt 's cock, and then Morgan moved up to fuck her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous mammilla in my face. I sucked them for a couple minutes, then got up and mounted her from behind. Her pussy accepted my big cock, no question asked. Not quite as sozzled as a teenage girl, she still felt mythologic. I gave her a serious 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 cock back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in ecstasy from her double-fucking. I do n't eff how those skipper boys were holding off and not cumming, but soundly 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, percentage II
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Morgan laid on his binding with his peter standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hand and helped me lower myself onto J. P. Morgan 's cock. Wyatt stood by with his peter 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 have sex and suck, but no kissing. surely, I 'm down !

Somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in township. finger probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something immense pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyatt ! I gritted my tooth as he entered my butt. Jesus Christ ! No diplomacy, 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 Sir Thomas Wyatt squeezed my tits hard. But Jesus, I was filled up. I pretty much went limp as they pumped my kitty and ass. I could n't even think about gripping a cock or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next affair I know, something big and diffused and hard and wet was forcing it 's way into my mouth. I guess Michael could n't digest it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three jam filled ! I could smack somebody 's cunt on Michael 's hammer. My thinker drifted, overwhelmed with sex as turncock tried to get inscrutable and abstruse into me. My cunt was on ardor, my ass felt great, and I could barely suspire 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 crony. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. Girls flocked to the two male child as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the level and forced his way in between my legs, and he shoved his cock right up all the way inside my snatch. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that distress for a moment. It was like he hit bottom, I do n't know. His cock was so duncish, even though it was only one it felt almost the same as having two inside 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 grind my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge cock swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the limit. I begun cumming as I felt his seed shoot into me. It felt SO COOL having his cock flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My cunt clenched him back as my best ever orgasm swept through me. He ate me out about 15 minute of arc earlier, that was my just orgasm. But this one, even better. It just would n't stop. We continued to osculate as our mutual orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` Baby, get off me so I can get these guy out of me ! '' I loved the penchant of his sperm and I wanted some. Okay, and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending little pleasure ripples through my total pussy. I held him as close and as gruelling as I could. I loved him so much.

acquiring double fucked was swell, but ... it 's nothing like this. Basking in the after glow with your man.

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Early the next good morning, Michael 's watch started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' Fuck me again, child '' I half-moaned. I checked my pussy, still a bit damp. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my early bridge player. I got ta get some juices going !

'' infant, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't throw time to do you justice -- ''

'' Come on, Daddy ! '' piped in Mom. `` Give her a quickie ! ``

Mom grabbed his dick and slobbered all over it for a instant. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my legs, and my pussy throbbed the instant he entered me. My button was still swollen from live on night.

Michael locked his arms 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 cock expanded in me as he filled me with his cum. He came down on top of me, all three of us kissing. Finally, he got up.

'' Come on you guys, big day ! '' Oh yeah, we 're supposed to build a wall, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` Come here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard cock. His salty cum tasted corking, mixed in with my twat succus. The sight was apparently too lots for him, mom and girl licking his cock. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't perform all that well. But that was n't the subject with Michael.

'' piece of tail Mom, and give her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's pussy as he went back to his room to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to positioning this car along the ditch. Look, I 'm not so effective 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 railcar, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during fighting training, all plans go out the window when the first injection is fired. well, the first stroke, in this pillow slip, was one of the townie having a fit. Michael had enlisted their assistance, and all was going well. Until a twosome of them got into an arguing over one of the other cars that was owned by a beat person.

It seems that both of these old guy were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. Well they got into a fighting about which of these Guy should get her car. See, Michael had said we should keep any 4-wheel effort vehicles, any Priuses or former loan-blend, any vans, and maybe a couple of fast gondola if we found any. And we let the keep folks keep whatever cars they had. But we needed the relaxation for the wall.

So Lady Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le Sabre. It had some vast engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to keep it. The argument got bigger, fists were thrown, citizenry pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from Ithiel Town and beat back it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was fine, right up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the shot came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the horrible the great unwashed I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was Thomas More of a glancing blast and my Lacrosse helmet blocked nearly of it. I was n't knocked unconscious mind, but, as they say, I got my `` bell stave ''. Two guys grabbed me, tied up my hands with those plastic zip-tie things, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their truck they had hidden behind some Tree. They jammed me between the two of them in the look seat. Savior Christ I had a head ache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't seem to take showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My gens 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your name, hot poppycock ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, oily hairsbreadth and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking Shirley Temple guy, did n't look as bad, but still pretty pestiferous and grimy.

'' Fuck you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' fountainhead, is n't that overnice. Fuck-you, it 's nice to meet you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy dentition and greasy face.

'' Christ ! '' I said. `` Do n't you laugh at bathe ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? ravishment me, for surely. Then defeat me ? Do n't down me now, I 'm in love !

'' nookie ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about twenty dollar bill mo up the road, the unit clock time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the thing he 's going to do to me. The device driver was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed pissed or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this gear, and a side arm, and bullets and stuff and nonsense on a vest while Tom did n't take anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the whole 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 Trent says you can pee. '' But Tom slowed down.

'' I 'm going to pee in your truck right now if you do n't let me out. ``

Tom stopped the truck, right at the carrefour. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how River Trent is about the motortruck. ``

'' Shut up slave ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the shots, not you ! ``

Silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you watch '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me release or I 'll accrue over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the hand truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her free, slaveboy, and watch her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me promiscuous, and I stood there for a here and now. I could see Robbie had a gruelling on from rubbing my mamilla and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my counsel. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my hairsbreadth and posed a little, letting my foresightful hair fly in the duck soup. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a Vannevar Bush. Perfect.

'' cum on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my army gasp, pulled them down and reveal my bare pussy to this bally asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squat, and ... nothing, at first. Finally, I closed my middle and tried to loosen, and then I let it fly. The real trick was not to get it on my pants. Robbie stood transfixed. Dickhead. He undid his fly and began stroking his hard little cock. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't name the size of it of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't propel ! Do n't make me take you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't photograph her, you 're not supposed to even touch her or Trent will kill you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the other handwriting. Damn handgun grips on the AR, they let you shoot one handed if you want.

'' pull up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and snap his load onto my teat and bra.

'' Alright, come on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my pants up. My T-shirt soaked in respective places through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and overgorge me back in the truck.

We drove through a townspeople a lot braggart than our little one. We stopped after a couple minutes near a gigantic strip mall that had a Walmart in it. A magnanimous buccaneer flag flew from the top. The big stock had one C of necros around it.

'' nursing home, sweetness home ! '' announced Robbie.

'' Come on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bonds and we climbed up this run that took us to the ceiling of the funnies promenade. From there we walked a yoke hundred yards til we got to the Walmart cap. There were about 6 or 8 armed guy rope up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombi spirit trying to get in down below. These Guy were just hanging out. And staring at me, but cypher said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` Back off ! ``

We climbed down some step at the back, down to the stowage of the Walmart. They led me through to the main trading floor, some light source filtered down from the skylight but the sparkle were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, honest-to-god, perched up on these display guinea pig, sitting in an comfortable chair like he was a mogul on a throne. A naked charwoman kneeled succeeding to him, she casually stroked his beefy legs. A mates Guy stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the make-do pace. Tom followed some length behind.

'' Well, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trento, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a circle around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some mulct part of ass, not this shit you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the daughter who had been at his face. She whimpered and bowed her head low.

What an asshole, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty young thing ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trent glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your name, dearest ? '' he asked me again.

'' screw you ! '' It was all I could think of to say.

'' Ah, defiance ! How squeamish. Well I 'm sure we can stupefy that out of you. Or love it out of you. piles of men here ... they 'd all like a whirl at you. Wait a mo, 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 steady ? '' he asked.

'' From dickhead over there ! '' I pointed my head at Robbie.

Big Trent River got very tranquillize. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, freeze out in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a little tap -- ''

'' A little tap ? '' Big Trent River asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And appear at these tits ! They look actual. Are they ? ``

Big Trent squeezed my boobs for a few moments. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the piece of ass ? '' he asked in blow. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his hands in horror.

I told him. `` Genius over there jacked off on me and hit his crappy cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent looked to Tom for substantiation. Tom nodded his foreland 'yes .'

Big Trento slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me touch ... you let me put my hands on YOUR FUCKING JIZZ ? ``

'' No BT it 's not like that ! You see she was -- ''

I did n't see it because I turned away, but Robbie dropped like a sack of white potato, his oral sex twisted at a weird Angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. Drag his ass to the logic gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, start talking. Where your from. What 's your apparatus, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to recall of something to say. I came up empty. `` I do n't have much to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to kill you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My Daddy. He will stamp out 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, recite me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up cars, like a wall. Down in Larchmont. That 's that tiny town a few miles south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a dyad men, lots of girls. They had a couple guns ... ''

'' And, '' Trent River interjected. `` They 're clean. Very clean-living. They got their shit together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to ladies wear, get her something else to wear upon. And get some wipe and clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to talk to me, literal soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to come with him. We passed a guy walking towards Big Trent River who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy boldness, beady eyes.

As we got to the gentlewoman section, Tom relaxed his traveling bag and looked around.

'' look, '' he whispered. `` I 'm sorry. They 've got my married woman, my kid. Here, grab a shirt. They 'll stamp out my family if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your tongue back. I took it from that shithead when we fed him to the deaders. cover it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. Wait til it 's coloured and things quiet down. Too many bozo around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trent and his work party. The eternal sleep of us are prisoners, or scared shitless, forced labor form of thing. They make us vote out the deaders at the front, but just with profligate and shovels. Still, if your man comes, we can serve out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my papa IS coming. When he does, stay put out of his way. I 'll try to maintain you safe. ``

Tom looked at me like I was crazy. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in activeness. He 's all thrill and stuff, until the shop gets going. Then he turns into this John Roy Major hard-core killer. It 's almost scary, but it 's also totally sexy. And he 's going to save me.

At least, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, pissed. I could n't get anything even remotely loose. Big Trent River questioned me for, I do n't know, maybe like an hour ?. He wanted to make out the layout of our plaza, how many hoi polloi we had, how much food, how many guns, everything. He threatened, offend me a piddling, I held out a long clip. Finally I gave some bullshit reply. 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 flow. There was only 6 of us.

But each response, I held out. Trento punched my venter. Slapped my ramification. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy time. arrive on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright knockout, '' Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the heavy stuff is going to come down just about now ! ``

Trent pulled out a Brobdingnagian knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about shit myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my aspect, between my boobs, I trembled.

'' You told me the whole accuracy, right ? '' he asked. `` Nothing but the truth ? ``

'' So serve me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the help, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trento had a hazardous look in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it wide-eyed spread. He cut through my bra. My booby 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 firing increased above us. Trent felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to throw up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your daddy, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More shots sounded, and one of the fanlight shattered. good near us.

Suddenly, a consistency flew through the fanlight and crashed about 20 foot away. The principal was dead reckoning and he was a heap from the nightfall, but you could tell by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! Shit ! What the Fuck ! Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another body came through the skylight, Trent and his guys fired everything they had at the opening. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped mag and put in more and kept shooting at the ceiling near the chess opening. Finally, nobody had any wide-cut mags left.

This weird scraping dissonance emanated from the roof. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another soundbox flew through the first step and crashed down near us. One of Trent 's hombre. He must 've had 20 fastball in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still alive !

Trent and his guys were in a panic. They were n't ready for anything like this. All their magazines were abandon, they scurried about looking for more ammo. They finally found a case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another physical structure fell through the skylight. Five. scene to absolute shit. They shot a few rounds back towards the hole and ran out of ammo again. Trent screamed at his guys to find more than ammunition. Jesus, did n't these dumbasses have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the front door. Several of their guys went to get some of the cans.

Trento pulled out a mammoth pistol, I found out later it was called a 'Desert eagle'. A guy named Samuel Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random snap into the roof until Trent told him to criticize it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my boobs hanging out. River Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my head. I, um, pass water right then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent yelled. `` See who these dead guy rope are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead guys. River Trent and Johnson scanned the roof skylight trying to watch sight of something. I watched Tom roll the drained guys around, and saw him pocket a side arm. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` jibe in the nous, amongst other places ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't relieve oneself out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in panic. `` How many guys were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulders. `` No shot now, I guess they 're all utter. Fuck ! '' Trent pointed the Desert Eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bitch ... shout him off ! ``

I made a brass at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the forehead. It did n't knock me out, but it hurt like tinker's damn and made my headspring twisting. I could get wind Trent River but it was like I was subaquatic. I could see him yelling about covering the back steps or something. Next thing I know, Wilson has a big gaping muddle in his head, and Tom is standing there with a vicious looking at on his face and a smoking gun in his hand. I guess he scavenged it from one of the idle guy cable. Tom shot two more bad guys before Big Trent fired on him. Tom was able-bodied to skirt down an aisle.

Trento could n't chase him because he heard his epithet being called. By my papa !

'' Trent ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be friends. ``

'' Yeah right ! '' responded Trent River as he ducked behind a push-down list of Coors beer typeface. `` And how the fuck do you make out my name ? ``

'' One of your footling toadies squealed up on the roof, but do n't worry ! He wo n't ever squeal again. ``

More shots and shouts came from various parts of the depot. The 'slaves'were rising up against their masters ! So cool ! Trent River did n't know what to do, or where to look, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll burgeon forth your beef ! '' Trento yelled. And he looked at me and started to direct the Eagle at me.

Trent 's head exploded. I thought, I did n't cognize a head could just explode ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each early, heavy weapon pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to scream. `` You 're on the ... Saami slope ''

I blacked out.

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Epilogue
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I shot this shithead Trent right in his jazz head. I scanned for fair game and saw this bleak guy also shooting at Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was kind of hoping that he would n't fritter me since we both shot Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the Lapplander side, and we lowered our weapon as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' Cover us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any more of these guys ? ``

'' I do n't acknowledge, I think my friends took out the rest up near the figurehead, but I ca n't be for certain yet. ``

Lorrie looked okeh, she had a lump on her forehead.

'' check here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My name is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You wagerer, Tom. I 've killed a lot of people today, I do n't mind adding to the leaning. ``

There was some commotion up front, so I skirted around through the miniature and cosmetics to see what was happening. The cause of the commotion became clear ; 20 or so citizenry were beating 3 or 4 people to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the becharm young lady ! '' They had pitch and shovels and started advancing on me. There was blood in their eyes !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the corner, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's alright ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's nerveless. He just killed about 15 of our asshole warlords. Let 's not kill him just yet. ``

As the office defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some enchant rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to nobody in particular.

A bruised up man, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the fair sex and kids locked up in the nail salon side by side door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking piece of shit sentry go, does n't take a good deal respiration 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 sept was shopping at the same metre and survived intact. For others, their loved I were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` Rattlers '' showed up and easily took over the store and the group. The freight train acted like Jesus of Nazareth on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the get-go night, however, the freight train showed their true colors ; they enslaved everyone and began their sovereignty of scourge and rape. This went on for three weeks, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the ceiling. She covered the group with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to take down the drum, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're alright ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't hear anything for awhile, I was thinking the spoiled ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the people and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens next ? ``

Just then Tom and his crew returned, Tom holding tightly to a woman and a small-scale girl around his neck opening. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new girl ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the group. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't heed ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your rattlers on the roof, which allowed me to go up up and into your Walmart here where, with the help of Tom, we do n't deliver a rattler job anymore. ``

I expected the survivors to be a little more happy about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our intention. Rightfully so, I guess. The stopping point 'saviors'did n't function out so well.

'' Well, guys, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These shitheads shot one of my masses back home. Do you mind if we get some medical checkup supply ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the Pharmacy subdivision. These guys still had fully stocked shelves of most everything. Jesus, I thought. Wish I was a little more mercenary in my way of thought. I would take everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and niggling girl still around his neck. `` facial expression, um, Michael. I 'm a vet. Or, I was. I could fill a look at your soul if you wanted ... Maybe we can work out some form of trade, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be great, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each former, but we might be able to go out some trade between our group, maybe even unite them together ... for our mutual benefit. ``

And that 's what we did.

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One Year Later
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'' Please love ! '' I begged. `` For the love of God put her down already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you imply ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling baby Jessie from her mother 's arm and breast. Carefully, I set her down in her cot. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a fiddling, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly large breast lay against her stomach, her left one still leaking milk. I pulled her out of the rocker and led her towards our room and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my digit to my lips, telling her to stay fresh quiet and not fire up the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the door. `` I 'm tired from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't worry, this wo n't take hanker ! '' I ca n't sit in a way with her for very long while she feeds the baby, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My iron peter bashed into her legs as I grabbed her tits and squeezed them together.

Milk gushed from both her nipples like a water jet, except this natural spring had many unlike watercourse ! Warm milk sprayed on my cheek and dripped off my mentum. I opened my oral fissure and savored the sweet tang. 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 door, `` Did the sister stern ? Oh ... '' I did n't even face up. It was my feed time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the next affair I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a little. She was trying to get between her daughter 's legs. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a niggling, so as not to fall back my grip on Lorrie 's tit. Gayle snuggled her face into Lorrie 's pussy, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I kind of turn a loss track of time when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking tits, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't know how yearn it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the hotshot from my milk-sucking and her mom 's tongue-lashing took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but lull orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` shtup Mee-Maw. ``

'' crap 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you footling beef ! '' As penalty for this breach of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her girl 's cunt, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's titty. Truth was, I think I had enough. Must 've been eight or ten ounces ! Gayle rose up on her knees but kept her face buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's trouser, struggling to get them off. I 've asked her before to take them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't think back ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old adult female, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening kitty-cat backtalk. I was too wound up for delicacy and felt a piffling selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and rammed my cock in hard ! Oh yessss ... the only if matter that feels better than drinking fond tit-milk is sliding my hammer into a hot and horny pussy ! I looked up at my two hot mamas. well, technically one mommy and a grandma. But the Grandma just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few workweek I can fuck my married woman, Lorrie. She 's still too tender from the delivery.

I 'm sorry to say, but I could only final a second or so inside Gayle 's sopping wet cunt. My orgasm was approaching, and there was n't a good deal I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... trouser ... ) need to stay hydrated ! '' I only had about ten seconds to go.

'' Give it to me child ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right future to Lorrie 's fount. Grabbing my cock, I stroked it a brace fourth dimension and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot streams of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming sass. Gayle 's study kicked in right then, so Lorrie was cumming as she swallowed down my jizz gleefully, even gratefully, perhaps.

I rolled off to the side, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's titmouse. She ground her clit into Lorrie 's erect and milky nipples. Gayle came hard in just under a moment, mixing her cum with Lorrie 's milk. They both looked at me.

'' Oh alright, '' I said, feigning tedium. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and Milk covered tits in my grimace. I revelled in the mixed concoction and my cock recovered from it 's previous State of about 95 % voiceless to completely rock solid again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio claim interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, come in Mustang. '' That was our menage call sign.

I struggled over to the handheld. `` Yeah Little tiger, what 's up. '' Erin wanted something.

'' Just letting you know that meat cleaver flew by again. Looks like he wants to land. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't fritter away unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't take ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that woman down for ten fucking minute of arc ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' Hurry up SOB. Little Tiger out. ``

Is that any way to talk to her commanding officer ? I did n't think so. She will need some form of punishment tonight. Probably have to tie her down and constitute her watch me fuck her lady friend Payton. Yeah, that would shape !

I did desire to hurry, though. We had seen a chopper go by a few clip in the last weeks. They were checking us out. It was the Air Force or the United States Army, we could n't differentiate which but knew it was military.

The fille helped me dress in my honorable zombie killing turnout. We did n't have uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more practical matters. They finished strapping on my geared wheel and I hauled ass down to the buttocks of captain 's and Johnson computer hardware store in the jeep. They were going to follow me in a brace minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 feet away, the room access gunner covering us. Some flock inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the exhaust hood of the jeep and stepped away from it. I made big pointing motions with my helping hand, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few 100 feet. A little bag dropped out of the meat cleaver 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 sound friendly. `` Whatcha guys want. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United country ground forces. Do we get permission to land ? I 'd care to talk 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 import where we each wondered if we would shoot at each other, I turned slowly to show I was unarmed. Erin and the Masters brothers still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my masses had their weapons trained on the Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and approached me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, mayor, Commandant, Captain, and male parent of this town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no interest group in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your bozo could take over a less belligerent stance ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their ordnance elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' potable, sir ? '' I queried. `` A little of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a full idea ! '' I ushered him into the hardware entrepot where Morgan quickly set us up with a feeding bottle of old salt and two glasses. I poured us each a couple fingers worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen virtually of our orbit from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intentions are with us. '' These guys had the speed hand, for sure enough. I mean, they had a eggbeater, fuel, men and arms. But I did n't want to just yield away the winder to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of fortress Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their sightly share of living dead trouble, but were fortunate to not devolve into add together lawlessness. They still had over half of their troops, about 8,500 sept including mob on base.

'' near other facility were n't that favourable, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent urban center struggle. We 've stayed out of the big cities so far, just seems like too big of a job to harness. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you call off your convenience out front ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pridefulness. `` The Sanchez Death Pit, you mean. Invented by an 18 twelvemonth old daughter, who happens to be my wife and mother of my small fry. Anyway, it 's pretty simple, but very effective. You wan na take a look ?. ``

We walked outside and found the pearly guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. Guys were smiling and laughing, having a safe time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your male child forgot to pull security system ! ``

He shook his head. `` We 've got about an 8:1 ratio of men to womanhood, so your gallon here are a mint for very, very sore eyes ! ``

'' Not going to be a job, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not tolerate any kind of unwillful behavior. That being said, we do have got some VERY comfy charwoman who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain moral criterion. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my secondly in charge. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walk to get to the death pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his people moved here from another town after a divvy up incident brought us together. We took over a truck stop Union of here, arranged the shipping containers to act as bulwark and funnels, and to act as Allium tricoccum for our zombie friends. We 've got a little bobcat skidsteer machine over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Sanchez Pit of Death ! By the way, we claim all copyrights and trademarks to that gens. ``

The U. S. Army guys were stunned by the Death Pit. We were currently in the middle of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a couple yard zombilators, at least. We mostly stood guard duty, somewhat out of sight so the zeds would n't get distracted, and fired a shot every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot declivity and tried to clamber over the container wall.

'' It 's so uncomplicated ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, graceful ! You do n't even need bait, right ? You 've got smoke rising from the burning dead, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few times, and we did n't have sufficiency mass or ammo to fight them one by one. We needed a passive solution, and Lorrie Sanchez came up with it ! I 've seen sufficiency zombie motion-picture show, although I never expected to be in one. But the mass were always making dumb fault. They never had a shoes they could interlock down and try and get down over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any job with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a footling confused. The fire might die down or a doll might distract them. But then we just ring this bell we got from a Christian church. '' I pointed to the bell hanging out in the centre of the pit, supported by a 2x4 structure. `` Also, we 've got rotating pharos, cop twinkle, to get their attending again. When it gets slow, we have to impede up the Allium tricoccum so we can scavenge out the tread down bodies. That 's probably the biggest danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's nous was spinning. `` You could, wow, progress more ramps, dig a profoundly pit so they always break, rig up lights so they fire in sequence to create conjuration of apparent movement up the ramp ... holy place tinker's dam, this could really sour. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' well, sir, it does work. But yeah, you could dilate it sure, you 've got big equipment, right ? ``

The Colonel ushered us aside and spoke to his men. They all seemed pretty excited. After a couple minutes he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you jest at realize me a inclination of what you need ? You 've got a good setup here and I want to see you succeed. You 're going to ask More tilled land than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with pure mirthfulness. `` wellspring. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be nice. Ma Deuces and Barretts, and plenty of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallons of petrol, and tanks to harbour it. A few thousand MRE 's would help. What else. Clothes. Soap. Toilet paper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah FENCES ! We need fencing material so we can expand our farms. Goats, crybaby, kine, and some more families, too. ``

Cpl. flint wrote down everything.

'' Mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okay with you, I 'd like to set up an supplementary mail here. Man it with 50 people. Some Humvees. 2 Strykers. Medical trailer and stave. And I 'd like to offer you a commission as a Major in the Army second-stringer. The C. W. Post will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm esteemed sir, '' I said, my voice faltering. `` Not indisputable I want to be in the army, though. I just want to stay here and enkindle my home. No disrespect, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reserves. You 'll stay here and command the entire county, maybe even several counties. But you will dwell here. With our living. Meanwhile, we will adopt your Glen Gebhard idea and set free all of Centennial State, and the state, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chopper. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as engineer and designer of the new postal service. Erin fairly leapt at the chance to escort Cpl. Flint River around. poor people guy, I thought. He does n't stand a chance !

I went back to the home and told the ma'am and the child about the conversation. Jessie spit up a little, but I did n't take that as a negatively charged. Gayle, however was a little different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these Army guys valse in here and take over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about shithead that live off the government tit ? ``

Well, shit, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a thoroughly deal.

'' Babe, '' I said, trying to sound hopeful. `` We have to connect with others. We have to get rid of these zombies. We need medicine, more food, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my Thomas Kyd, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be capable to acquire, and become something other than just semi-starving zombie combatant ! We do n't have to go back to the old ways of pure greed and avarice, but maybe we can make a honest man this time. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this shit up. I do n't want to be beholden to the Army, either. But I feel the best way to improve the humankind is to get involved, be the one on the inside and templet policy and modification. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the remainder of the world dies completely ... ''

What the piece of ass did I just say ? I do n't want fantastic, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie pyrexia, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't want you leaving us. record the Army how to build these destruction nether region. 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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quaternity mean solar day later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'Army uniform. Already had a ribbon on it, too. Red, white, and blue bar with a'Z'in the middle of it. I got several sets of camo also, as did everyone in township. But the colonel said I should wear this for my dinner gown induction and reference to the town.

I stepped out into the family room of my adobe brick castle to see what the ma'am thought. They were already dressed in their new camouflage utilities.

wolf whistles. Catcalls. Fist pump. And that was from baby Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her elbow room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' tour around mister, '' ordered Lorrie. She and Gayle and Erin made appreciative noises.

'' It has to be done, '' Gayle said as she began moving towards me.

'' Definitely, '' added Erin, also moving.

'' top me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to direct the troops in ... fifteen minutes ! ``

'' This wo n't take that long, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my undifferentiated pant and took out my hardening cock. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her uniform blouse and took her tits out. Staring me down, she lifted her nipple to her mouth and began to suck her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't aim long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my friend queen mole rat Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

Comments welcomed !