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Chapter 1 - The Beginning
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging cock. Her tousled blonde whisker partially covering her expression she lolled her capitulum from English to side as her orgasm wracked her entire body. Her beautiful breasts quivered and shook like only big breast can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her climax left her spent of energy.

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

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

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 month, although that really was n't my expressive style. After my divorce, I played it pretty fast and loose with the ladies. goose egg too deep, null too unplayful, just kept it light. If the Lady was in to me, then, great ! If she was n't, no worries, there 's more.

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

I squeezed one tit hard as my other arm supported me. Her soft human body felt wonderful in my deal. Just beautifully squashy and yet house, with very responsive nipple. I pushed it up to her brass and sucked her tit right succeeding to her face. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own mammilla, to which she accepted and gently drew into her lip. I kissed her and she released her nipple ; we both licked it vigorously as my engorged cock continued to make love her closely pussy.

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

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

'' No, but it 's all right ... please Michael. ``

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

'' okeh sister, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my tool a couple clock time and her cunt responded with death-grip clenches as she came. I wanted to cum on her tits and face. I wanted to surface her entire consistency with my sperm. I wanted her to know that she was very exceptional to me. I could barely contain my cum.

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

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

I stroked a mates times and felt the fantastic feeling as hot cum began flying out of my cock.

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her tits and went to block her boldness with her bridge player. My cum splashed onto her tits and a match flow hit her block hands full force. Dammit, would 've gone right in her backtalk, too. She turned her head as far to the side as it would go. Still, a few stray free fall and splashes got through and hit her cheek and neck.

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

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

Jesus, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The faucet ran for several minutes as she cleaned up. sin, I 'm surprised she did n't exact a bath 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 nasty hooey would fall in link with her golden locks. Hey, she did have gorgeous whisker, but still, man.

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

'' You know, '' I began. `` I licked your pussy for at least a half an 60 minutes tonight. ``

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also recall your tune-up gust job was lame at skillful, and lasted almost a min and a half. I was just so frantic to have you in my bed that I did n't listen it at the time.

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

A selfish lover. So many times it 's the great-looking womanhood who are just marginal in bed. I guess they figure their looks are just 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 got polarity around their neck. `` I suck at blowjobs. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lick pussy. '' It would save us all a lot of worry in the recollective run.

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

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

rightfulness. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

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

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

It 's a cooperative speculation between myself and three of my high school buddies. One of them, Saint David, had this land above a minor town. We decided it would take a shit a aplomb lam. So we built a small cabin and took bend using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain amount of money each month for improvement and such. After 15 eld, it 's pretty fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the place looks like a nice Southwestern adobe house. It 's rather shoddy, though, as the bulwark are 3 feet of steel, brick, dirt, and adobe brick. The windows are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are great for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's sort of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and hidden storage area where we 've got 3 40'containers of nutrient, clothing, supplies, weapons, ammunition. Then, in the garage, we 've got a Unimog ( loony, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater rhino, a two seater Razr, and a few motorcycle. I do n't ride the bike, though ; too uncoordinated.

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

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` selective information military officer '' of our group. substance, I built us a electronic network with satellite memory access to the 'net. I had tautologic servers and spare parts to finally for years and yr. Part of my job was to download material, information. So I downloaded Youtube video of how to nominate Rudolf Christian Karl Diesel fuel, tutorials on farming, articles on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, Goat milking, books on making whisky, plus I ripped K of pic and stored them, too. We had a pretty adept encyclopedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And pornography. I downloaded lot of porn. Videos and stories. guy got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all doom and gloom.

So I went up the Saturday after Claire. I got the solar panels out and set them up. Got out the aerogenerator, checked the batteries, checked the fuel horizontal surface, checked our water tanks ... basically made the position livable.

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

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

'' Uh, what 's on ? '' We had code give-and-take for disasters. But I had forgotten what this one was.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A Doctor. He said he saw a guy at the hospital climb up after a heart attack. He bit like three nanny and orderly. The media passed it off as a deranged lunatic. ``

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

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

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

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. Zombies. If that 's true, I 'll need Sir Thomas More of my guns. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my required AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my wife, now ex. ( We decided to let standardized guns for parts etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's fine, but I want my 1911, my other AR with the go for scope, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my early pistols, and more ammunition, and some other crap. And, night as well get as much food as I can while the store 's are still open.

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

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

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

After a grueling trip menage, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to preserve going. I packed up wearing apparel, pictures, trinkets, tv camera, anything of value. I have a decent-sized off-road utility drone, so that got partially filled up with all that stuff and nonsense. My jeep I filled with my grease-gun, ammunition, other artillery, my amber and ash grey round, all my tool, and rear end of gas. Grabbed my local stash of Johnny Cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour superintendent Walmart.

Now, we each had over 4 years of solid food per somebody stored at the cabin, but it 's all lyophilised and desiccated hooey. Not all that exciting. I wanted some good stuff if the earth was ending.

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's canned fruits. Filled up an integral shopping handcart of yellowish pink and pears and pineapples. shoot that out to the laggard and dumped it. Went back and bought another cart of canned vegetables. Then I went for the canned meats like sweat, Anguilla sucklandii, volaille, junk e-mail, chili con carne. Took two carts for all that.

More trip for soups, veggie, and then the boxes of potato dishes and pasta dishes. More slip for cooking oil, spiciness, and More hooey I do n't even no what. At some peak, one of the proletarian started helping me so things went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

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

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

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

'' Code Blue to ladies wear ! Code amobarbital sodium noblewoman Wear ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the helper dude, Stan.

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

I paid the clerk. We heard screams coming from close by. Coming from the noblewoman clothing discussion section. Two women staggered out from the wrack, large wounds on their arms. Kinda looked like bites.

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

Talked to my brother 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 eff off. I told her to suck a dick until it cums.

Called my parents. They did n't believe me about anything. Dad did check that the doorway was locked. Sigh. I 'd set them up with as lots stuff as I could, but you can only do so practically for citizenry. They did n't desire to come over from Lope de Vega. They do suffer a scattergun, water system barrels, MREs ... should last them a couplet months.

Went up to flagstaff and turned E on 40, could see some fires burning in the little urban center. rifle 50 some-odd mile outside of town, then found a side road to hide and deal a rest.

Many time of day later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had scores of upheaval, though. Ran over 10-12 zombie spirit. nip a few Thomas More. Saved a few living, for the clock time being, at least. moral for the future, firing your gun INSIDE a car is hazardous to your audition ! The movies do n't devise you for how garish that can be !

The fiddling town just below our chemical compound in the hills seems to be okay. The tidings is reporting illustration of terrorism on a large ordered series. No citation of zombie spirit, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and balanced reporting. Do n't want people to know what 's really happening. The website are going crazy 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 great power outages ? They are far too smart to get caught up in this bull. I hope. But then, I drove out of only one actual urban center. They 've got scores of metropolis to get through.

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

Two more days went by before the first zombie showed up in town. At to the lowest degree, that 's what I figured. I could see the gunfire, and could see gondola speeding about the place. mayhem. I considered going down to aid, but, what can one man do ? There were C of them. Plus, I did n't really sleep with 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 one-third day.

Now, my landrover Wrangler already proved to be a pretty soundly zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tires, M/T 's with serious knobby tread. It 's the 4-door model outfitted with extra gas cooler, 5.13 gears, offroad lighting and whatnot, it 's pretty heavy. And it has a big ass bumper in the front which proved great at knocking over Zed and his Zed friends. But for existent survival, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 clock time stronger than the landrover, has eminent ground clearance, has four doors and a camper box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type vehicle, then they became available to the public. This one was originally a bid and communications hand truck. We rigged it up as an parking brake motortruck with a run, medical gear mechanism, fervidness asphyxiator, gun wheel, everything we could call up of.

I put on my camouflage gear. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear. It has heavy charge plate pieces that cover the breast and back, forearms, elbow joint, upper arms. I figured it would be strong to get seize with teeth that way. Put on my chest rig which held my 1911 and 6 mag for that. It also held 8 mags for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed boots, shin sentry go, articulatio genus lodgings, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar baseball glove that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a confused army man, cypher really matched but what the hell. I do n't need to be camouflaged from Zed, just need to be hard to eat. Grabbed my shotgun, AR, and a bottle up .22 calibre rifle.

Got in the Mog and take to town.

Much of the township was quiet, I turned down onto the deserted master street and kept a look out. In my mirrors I could see a strange situation ; zombies exiting depot and turning to stick to my truck. Was everybody stagnant ?

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

It was subdued. Too quiet for the Zombie Apocalypse.

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

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

fourth dimension to go. I got back in the cab and was quick to turn the key when I heard various female screech from a nearby mansion. Shit. That 's also the steering where the moans came from.

I took the tonality ( did n't want to impart them in the lighting and birth some springy asshole take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my great 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 easy considering a drumhead is n't very big and they are moving, not holding still. So it took me a blastoff and sometimes two or three to toss off 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. Full motorcar would 've been decent ... shoulda got that instead but that 's illegal in Colorado. Thanks, politicians.

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

My first magazine emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the second one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the single on the stairs. I then tried climbing the steps, but it was full of rakehell and gore and really dead living dead. The shout out carry on upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could try some moans up there, though.

jack ! Some automaton dickhead grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a lounge. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a pile of dead zee. The female screams continued upstairs, I figured I could kill this fallen one later.

I ran back outside, started the Mog and backed her right up to the house, destroying the picket fence and garden in the process. But now the top of the set up camping bus box was pretty much in wrinkle with the porch ceiling, which led to the second level Windows. Climbed up the hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch masking, and I landed in the on a higher floor hallway.

The ezed up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullet. The cry continued in a bedroom. I turned in to see a gal and a woman trying to hold off two zombies with chairs. A cluster of people were backed up in the quoin of the elbow room. They were n't going to last practically longer. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a small but heavy tariff combination dick of crow-bar and spadeful. The shovelful border are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw edge and a bottle opener, so it 's fairly cool. I hooked one Zed with the wrecking bar end and pulled him off the Pres Young girl.

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

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

Zombie moans outside. They 're coming in the planetary house again.

I surveyed the situation, but there was too practically going on. There were several females and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive stance. Plus a few that seemed to be down. cipher had any grease-gun, just some garden rakehell and bit of woodwind, a baseball bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed cook to apply up. They were also mostly in bird and cad, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had room for these people. My cabin had way as my buddy did n't seem to be coming. It is kind of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

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

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

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

'' Do you possess any medical examination supplies ? '' she asked, desperately. `` First aid kit ? solid food ? What ? I 'm responsible for these female child. ``

She was stunning. Her mass medium distance black hair was a passel. She was filthy ; parentage and grime on her font, and I thought she was the prettiest matter I had ever seen. form of Latino looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

'' I mean, I 've got a secure lieu, food, first aid, Thomas More guns, you 'll be condom. Safer than here. '' She thought about it for a moment. I held out my manus. `` It 's now or never, sweetheart. ``

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

'' Let 's go, '' the madam 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 fille spoke up. `` My dad 's a superior sergeant in the army corps. I 've shot M-4s and AR-15s a lot. ``

'' Ok, '' I said, handing her the gun. `` Show me. pull in the artillery. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Good young lady ! guess arrangement, do n't waste ammo. Somebody get my helmet ! ``

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

'' Hey ! '' I yelled to the theatre. `` What 's that chick 's epithet ? The torpedo ? We need her out here ! ``

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

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

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

'' first shooting, sweetie. continue on this side, though, I 'll get the former side. And you. Yeah you. ``

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. place for her. William Tell her which unity are closest. Kill the stuffy single first, then make for your way out. Here, hold these two magazines. Do n't switch away the empties. ``

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

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

I hopped down on the exhaust hood of the Mog and killed a couple rightfulness by the driver 's doorway of the truck.

Bam Bam ! Another one over here ... Bam ! And here ... Bam ! Bam ! shit missed Bam ! Bam ! Bam ! click ! Oh yeah, only eight stave in my .45. Got ta maintain advantageously runway when I 'm shooting.

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

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

Not as gently as we would have liked, we got the injured girl down and into the camper box of the hand truck. The other young lady 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 behind with me.

We pulled out slowly, squishing all in top dog and bodies as we went. The truck lurched and heaved side to side as we listened to the sickening audio. Two or three days ago, these were moms and daddy, shopkeepers, barbers, high school kids ... today they are just dead kernel walking. This globe sucks.

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

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

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few Sir Thomas More on our way out of town. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her facial expression glowed. The other three girls in the backrest hind end mostly just whimpered and sniffed a little.

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Chapter 3 - The comer
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We got up to my compound. Locked the logic gate as I was certainly we would have some followers. Found out that the trauma girl was Lorraine and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lothringen inside to our little medical examination room. Yes, we actually have a room for this. Like a tiny doctors office. She was barely conscious, but I got her to swallow some weewee and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help notice that, underneath her torn blouse, Lorraine had tremendous breasts. Like female parent, like daughter, I guess.

I told Tina to necessitate the daughter in the kitchen, spread up some cans of chili and start warming them up. tell her about the cornbread mix and butter eccentric, and that they should all drink a lot of water.

Back to the injured Lothringen. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the data guy. My pal David was the medical Man. He took all the Red interbreeding training and CERT classes and studied the books and dogshit. I hate blood. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of other masses 's blood, either.

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

I cleaned the combat injury as Charles Herbert Best I could. Got out the goad and suture thread, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lothringen had passed out by this time. My stitches would let made the Frankenstein's monster wight flush, they were that bad. But they seemed to hold up 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 matter how pretty her mother was, this wound female child was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, xviii. Good Shepherd, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

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

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

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

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

'' If you had n't come along when you did ... ( sniff ) ... and killed those ... matter ... ( sniff ) Savior ... we 'd all be ... we 'd all be short 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 excited spillage 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 occur back to convention. `` I, I do n't know how to give thanks you ... I do n't even acknowledge your name ! Oh I 'm such an ass ! ``

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

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

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

Our sassing 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 respective irregular ... then I squeezed her a little tighter and our kiss became a little more passionate. She squeezed me back as our lips pressed harder against each other. I became extremely witting of her breast pressing into me, and my cock started to stiffen. Her breathing increased, along with mine, our sassing opened a bit, and sure enough enough, our knife met at the like time. She was dirty, smelled a picayune, and her hair was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My hammer roared to to the full attention as her moist spit darted around mine. It pressed into her waist. My hand slid down to her dame, I could sense the bare pelt 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 no-account. I should n't take in -- ''

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

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

'' No steady, it 's just your emotions are running eminent right now. It 's fine -- ''

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

I needed another minute or two to still down. I mean, wow, what a candy kiss ! She was so pretty, though. I thought of my account with somewhat cleaning 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 clapping, then introductions and hugs and hugs and Thomas More hugs. But, I did n't really think back anyone 's epithet that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty good looking bunch, and maybe a set of sisters ? William Blake and the girls returned to their bowls of chili quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really use up much in 3 days. Gayle and I joined in the chuck academic session and the mood was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to mean. Meaning happy. They were felicitous to be active, I was happy to have some company, fine-looking fellowship at that !

I showed the girls where the shower bath was, got out some of my ex-wife 's wearing apparel and mine too, and told them to try and feel something that fit. They were mostly just camouflage clothes, my ex took all her street dress. Also pointed out the 'feminine Cartesian product'to which I got more applause and hugs. Told them I was going to shut up down the outside and would be back in a few minutes.

'' I 'll get along with you, '' volunteered Erin, the shooter chick. `` I 'll watch your rachis. ``

'' Sure, be well to possess some more optic. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her face and hired man. In all the confusedness and fighting in the beginning, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking serious looking. Nice minuscule frame, a niggling over five feet tall and not elephantine boobs. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other lady friend, she seemed improperly dressed for the social function, but she did have some boots that seemed to fit.

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

'' Look at this, '' I said. I pulled out my Crovel, then pulled out a screw-on spike from my sack. `` 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 hand as she took the Crovel with the three column inch capitulum on the end. She walked to the fencing and watched for a moment as the zombie tried to get at us. His epithet tag said `` Jerry Dwight Davis, slew real estate. '' His pharynx was torn up, must make been why he was n't moaning. Being a new zombie, he did n't have that completely shitty 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 red cent, and his skin was turning that sallow, picket color.

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

She rammed the spike heel right wing into and through his go forth eye, piercing his psyche. Hun stopped all his useless motility, hung there for a bit, then dropped to the ground.

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

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

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

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

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

'' No prick. I want to fuck just about anybody right now. But I 'm on my goddamn point ... ''

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

'' Yeah, um ... I 'm not so unspoilt with the whole blood affair ... shag, there 's another one over there. ``

Erin was on it. She hustled over and spiked this center aged zombi spirit charwoman right hand in the forehead, through the fence.

'' Jesus Jesus ! '' 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.

'' detainment on, sweetheart. Let 's empty that first off. '' 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 peg. She pulled it up into her pussy and grabbed her knocker through her blouse. She moaned with pleasure as she gripped the rifle with her thighs.

This was just too ripe. I got my thickening putz out.

'' Jesus Jesus of Nazareth, yes ! Let me fellate that, delight ? Let me suck your big strong cock. ``

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

Fucken A ! She took probably 6 of my 8 inches into her hot backtalk. Then she bobbed quickly up and down my shaft, her paw following her mouth and squeezing my dick so fucking hard.

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

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

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

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

Fiery shots of sperm cell exploded into her mouth, down her throat. She kept her mouth on the tip as her hand stroked me, coaxing out more cum and more cum. She swallowed immediately to make 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 breasts. With my other hand I grabbed the rifle and placed it on her mamilla, she grabbed it and rubbed it furiously on them as I continued to shake her cunt.

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

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh fuck ... son of a bitch ... horseshit ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the waves kept cumming.
I spotted a zombie spirit at the fencing. I traded hands so my right was now absolve to draw my .45.
gravy ! And the Zed 's fountainhead exploded.

'' sanctum piece of tail ! ! ! ! '' Erin screamed as her orgasm seemed to increase in fury. `` Do it again ! ``

microphone boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' FUCK ! ``

Boom !

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

Boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

roaring roaring bonanza godsend !

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

I dropped the empty shooting iron on the ground.

I was hard as a piece of ass sway again. I had never seen such a carnal display in my life. I furiously stroked my cock as she watched. In a few seconds I shot a lowly load right wing on her gorgeous trivial pap. The sperm cell was less, but my coming was swell. Holy shit.

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

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

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

'' Yeah, zombi. Zeds. zee. Zekes. You want to kill some more, right ? ``

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

'' I need you to jazz me, Michael. Seriously. Aunt Flo leaves townspeople in a couple days. ``

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

'' That 's not gon na happen ! You 'll be licking kitty-cat for days then. ``

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


- - -

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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear. `` Few Thomas More zombies showed up. Right at the fencing. ``
Some of the fille were all refreshful and clean. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camo pants and T-shirt. A couple were still dirty, waiting their turn. Blake was all houseclean too. Guess he did n't know about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a computing machine in this small office over here. And I 've got a tab. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's left of it. Why do n't you do ... five minute shifts until everyone has a shaft at it, then need ten second fault. ``

You never saw new mass move so fast in your liveliness. Gayle got a chuckle out of it. Nice to see her smile.

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

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

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

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

'' How 's your female child, um ... ''

'' Lothringen. ``

'' 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 line coming out. ``

'' Yeah. Probably due to my lousy stitchery. Maybe we 'll put some super glue on it to help oneself seal off up the combat injury. ``

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

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical room and re-patched her daughter, Lorraine. Found out more of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in Boulder, Centennial State. A group of 20 of the sorority girls had gone down to south Denver for a funeral of one of their friends who 'd been killed in a car accident. The overhaul was at a funeral home and, during the service, one of the early dead bodies came out of the cover elbow room and started to burn folks. This zombie bit five or six people before they subdued it. The girls fled in panic. Gayle, the family female parent, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to progress to their way back, massive traffic jams developed as zombi and people ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their fille died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the daughter on the bus.

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

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

They ran out of gas a couple knot from here, and hoof it into town. Not so leisurely with panicky girls and high school heels. In town, cypher would help them, the zombie were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned theatre with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

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

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

We might 've had another 'moment', but the female child 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-bodied to get in cutaneous senses with anybody.

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

'' Alright ma'am. Listen up. We 're having hot chocolate and picture in ten instant. Get your jammies and get ready for bed ! ``

I made the hot chocolates, and put a progressive sum of money of Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a movie as the girls found smirch on the couches with their pillows. to the highest degree were in my boxer shorts and my olive drab T-shirts. They all asked what flick, 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 hills are active, with the sound of Music. ``

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

I came out for the last time, Gayle and Erin had saved me a speckle on the sofa in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to concentrate on the flick to keep my erection down.

As the film played on, we started singing all the song 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 Johnny John Cash, too. expand your creative thinker a bit.

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

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

The movie finally ended. Had to wake up a span daughter to get them to their bed. I got hugs and kisses from everyone, even Blake. wellspring, not kisses, thank God.

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

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

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

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

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

I opened my arms and she hugged me, like she was holding on for good biography. 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 often fig it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many booster die, probably orphaned now ... still, my cock got punishing because of a naked body pressed into me.

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

I moved my hand down to her rather plump ass, her soft human body so pliable in my substantial hands. She moaned and thrust her tongue in my oral cavity, searching, exploring. Her hand 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 fantastic bosom splayed out to the face. Redeemer, I did n't know she had those ! I went to suck them, but she stopped me. Spreading her branch, she whispered her only words to me.

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

I rolled on top of her, my rock hard prick between her pertly shaven legs. With just a minuscule maneuvering, my cock found her pussy. I rubbed myself up and down her snatch a yoke times, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my shaft was right at her front door. Then I entered her orbit. She gasped as I slowly sink my dick into her. I just pressed, let my weighting come down on her. I drove my putz all the way in. 8 in of love muscle 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 virgule brought new groan and gasp from both of us. We slowly increased speed. petty faster. Little harder, too. Her slick snatch rampart felt so skillful and compressed on my steel hard shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't desire to let go. I grabbed her left tit tough, I did n't want to let go. But I could feel those flavour 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 name ) with her guileful twat is helping the situation way too a lot. No amount of football thoughts are going to blockade this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

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

She only clenched harder, wanting me to cum inside her. Yeah, maybe not right now ...
The cums finally got to me, I pulled out ( with some trouble ) and frivol away my load from right there. Long run of cum dead reckoning out, I 'm not certain where they went as it was nearly dark. I stroked until it was all done. Jesus that was nice.

The girl sat up and moved towards my shaft, and found it with her mouth. She licked and sucked my cock clean of her and my juices. I 've GOT to retrieve out what her gens is ! I do n't need this to be a one-time thing. The obvious dawned on me about this fourth dimension ; 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 pussy. I just ate her difficult, and licked her unvoiced, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my completely face in there. She pumped her clit against my tongue as I jammed most of my hand up her dripping zany. I pumped her furiously with my flexing fingers and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty cunt succus. I slipped my former hired hand to her ass and pressed in with my pointer finger. Her juices had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without word of advice, and without any noise, she clamped her thighs together, locking my work force in property in her ass and cunt. I pressed harder on her clit as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and kept my aspect right in there. I wanted this baby to remember this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the full freshness of the LED. She dipped a couple fingerbreadth of her ripe hand into her puss, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her handwriting up to her the right way pap and coated it with her own juices. With her result hired hand, she raised her tit to her mouth and basically made out with her own nipple for a hour or so. She did the Saame thing again but to her will tit.

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

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

I pointed with my surface hired man to my cock, to designate her what she did to me.

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

I moved in behind her, preparing to climb up her pussy. My head pressed into her pussy lips, 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 think of one thing.
'' You sure ? '' I asked. This was n't something that, in my experience, most biddy enjoyed very a great deal. Certainly not young chicks.

I dropped down a niggling and played with her pussy, getting my finger's breadth wet so I could lubricate up her SOB. I drew up as much saliva as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a hour or so I assumed the position again, only a petty higher this time.

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

The head slid rightfulness in.

She stiffened slightly at first, but I worked it back and forth a while and she relaxed again. With some more back and Forth action at law, I pressed a little harder, going deeper into this usually forbidden field. I did n't want to urge to hard, though, and hurt her or frighten her off.

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

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

With increasing loudness, I fucked her ass good. It 's unlike than a puss, nasty right wing at the opening but a bit slack once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

I reached around to frig her slit with one hand and grabbed a big tit with the other and squeezed the crap out of it. Still not a sound out of her. Hey, I do n't want her to wake everyone up but I also want to feature some impact on her, recognise what I mean ?

I fucked her faster, so quick I was like a blur in her sozzled ass. I grabbed her teat and made a fist with it inside my digit. My nails dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her cunt and raised her body to meet each agile thrust of my cock.

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

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

The room access to my piffling electronic computer room explosion unfold and somebody hit the lights, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent magnificence. What the real fuck ?



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

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

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

'' What 's the affair with her ? '' I asked, trying to break the tensity. My fuck buddy tried to dig a hole in the air mattress. She managed to hide out a little bit in the blanket. Of course, by this time, a couplet early young lady had come out to see what the trouble was. I started dressing.

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

'' What Gayle, issue forth on ! '' I snapped at her, probably a slight too much.

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

Shit, I thought as I laced up my charge. I do n't have any fluid antibiotic drug, just tablet. But you ca n't take a crap an unconscious somebody take back pills and liquid state. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' soul go get Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in town ? ``

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

'' Does he contribute IVs to people ? ``

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

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

'' RFN ? ``

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

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

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll make a upper run to town. 5 minutes. catch some diddley from the Doc 's place. Back immediately. 10 min, tiptop. We 'll keep open her. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Um, just air-soft artillery, yeah. '' Jesus, what kind of land boy does n't shoot ?

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

We bounced in to town in record meter. The Unimog is an awesome rig, but it 's not real fast, and it 's not real quieten. I had outfitted my landrover with some upright Teraflex parts underneath so we could handle the rough road at f number with ease.

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

I cut the light and slowed. The landrover has a quiet exhaust on it, but it still squeaks and the tires make randomness on the paving, too.

'' You can drive, powerful Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no trouble. ``

'' Ok, it 's an machinelike. We 're going to back up to the office. I 'm going to turn on these tail lights to glisten inside. Blake and I will smash and grab. I want you standing outdoor, but right by the jeep. hold on it running. I need you to keep the area clear. But do n't shoot until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes Daddy, '' she said.

What the screw ? Daddy ? Whatever ... I do n't own clock time to worry about that.

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

'' Eyes sharp, '' I whispered to Blake. `` dungeon sweeping the light. '' He had a flashlight, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and loosen the lock. We entered the office.
variety of messy for a Doctor 's business office, I thought. Papers and horseshit were on the storey, matter knocked down. Maybe we were n't the first to plunder the place ?

Blake waved towards the spine, indicating where to go.

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

Stupid ... poor fish Stupid STUPID !

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

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a teenage boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a quick bite. I could n't get my rifle to endure on something inches away from me. I was variety of sitting on my handgun, so that was no proficient. I punched him a mates times to continue him away. But Zed never gets well-worn, or injure, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar tongue is on my chest rig, if I can just get hold of it ....

William 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 second, his head seemed to be a little off kelter now. I risked a glance at Blake to see why he was n't helping me.

Blake stood a few animal foot from his own zombie. Doc brown, from the face of him. His white coat spattered with blood, he was coming towards Blake.

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

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

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

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

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

Shit shit shit SHIT !

Blake handed me the keys to the cabinet.

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

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

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

I rummaged through the cabinet as Blake tried to explain.

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV bagful. I dumped out a Methedrine can and threw them all in there. Then I grabbed several tube-looking things and as many pandean pipe as I could. I also threw in some feeding bottle of pills, and fiddling bottles 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 Noel Coward two min ago. Now he 's grown granite balls.

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

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

'' I got bit. You guys go. I 'm ... done ... I can feel it ... '' I did n't jazz what to do, or say. He was right wing, of grade. He was done.

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

'' You 're a brave son of a bitch, '' I said, my articulation cracking.

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

And Blake turned and walked slowly up the street. In the dim sparkle, some zombie 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 quarry. I paused for a moment. Exhaled.

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flair from the rear of the Jeep and lit it. I tossed it a pair feet away. I made her drive away, slowly down Main Street without any brightness level and as soundlessly as potential. I was hoping the flare pass would draw the zombi towards its light, so they would n't play along us base. We turned the recess, and she punched the accelerator for home.

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

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

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

I should have cleared the room before we passed them. I 've watched enough cop shows and war moving-picture show to know that you do n't take the air past a fucking room without checking it. Jesus.
Blake 's drained because of me. I got him killed. Then I had to murder him and leave him in the street, like a rabid dog.

We pulled in to our complex and quickly got inside. Gayle anxiously took the trash basket wide-cut of drugs and began sorting them out on the table. All the other girls were there, waiting anxiously to see what was going to come about. It only took about three Sir Thomas More seconds until someone asked the inevitable question.

'' Where 's Blake ? ``

My throat clamped up as I tried to suffocate back the crying and the wow. They all looked at me. I could n't talk.

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

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my voice sounding weird to me. `` Get the pad over here. Yeah. Click on the server icon, right. Click Medical, ok click the IV booklet, click that file, yeah mixed bag. ``

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

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

She gave it a go.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Thanks. ``

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

I sat up and swallowed the drink down.

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

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

Gayle got my drinking glass and poured another repeat shot.

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

'' well, I should n't have put anyone who 's that unprepared in that spot. That 's why we 're getting up early on tomorrow. We 're starting basic grooming. ``

I stood up to go to bed.

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

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her epithet. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not sure what your plan is, but you better watch what you 're doing here. These girls are very ... tender right now. And you 're like some hero Father figure to them. Watch your pace. Good night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a tremendous sleep.

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Chapter 5 - canonic
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Gayle changed out Lorraine 's IV bag in the middle of the night. The future sunup, her febrility was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

'Basic grooming'began with a speech about this new world, we have to toughen up, yadda yadda yadda, we ca n't have any more Blake incidents, etc. We did an 60 minutes of calisthenics and cardio.

Then we trained on the weapons. With youtube videos and hands-on education, they became adept at handling, loading, and clearing the AR-15, the 10/22, and Remington 870 shotgun.
It was rather chilling during training, we could get a line Zed moaning away. We had n't locked the gate stopping point night and they were in the border. The girls were paying very soundly attention.

Finally, it was metre for know fervour training. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the rest of us went up to the cap with one AR and the 10/22 and a clustering of magazines for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the destruction moan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly safe, though. Zed ca n't climb 12 foot vertical walls.

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

'' Tina, you try it. '' The Nice thing about the AR, it shoots a small but brawny bullet. Still, the kick on that is minimal. Women can easily shoot it without losing command of the arm. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

'' Still low, make sure you 're using the front man raft, seam up both ken. ``

BAM !

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

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few times. Erin grabbed my ass at one compass point, but cipher saw. Erin was right there at my door last night when I pulled my cock out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't seem to faze her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to have developed a confused but still substantial disfavor towards me. Sorry dear, one kiss does n't stand for we are scoop. Although, she is so deuced attractive. And sweet, and firm. Saviour ...

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

The residuum of the day was more breeding, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 dead Zeds on your holding ? We ended up fashioning these big hooks out of some rebar we had in a shed. Rebar, that super strong steel they use in concrete structure. We tied two Mexican valium to that so two or four mass could cart them across the ground. There was a small indentation in the ground outside the fence phone line, we dragged them over there as beneficial we could. This ended up being the trump lastingness training exercising. You used you legs, arms, chest, core, everything.

I need these girls to be strong. I need to reckon on them. We need to study back our world.
mug stayed behind with Lothringen so Gayle could make dinner party ready for everyone, which was nice.

I really liked the interfering activity all day. It sort of helped keep Blake out of my school principal. But in the even, he came back to nettle me. A lot. The lady friend put on Legally blond. No, not a pornography, the one with Reese Witherspoon. I just was n't up for it, though, and retired to my room with a sixpack of Budweisers.

I worked on the computer, checked the boards for new info, put out some information. We, the scattered few still connected to the Web, were trying to discern if death was caused by the pungency only, or if it could be caused by transference of fluids. Like, say, a Zed twaddle on you and it gets in your mouth or eye or a cut. cypher had anything conclusive yet. I said we should assume it 's transferrable without a pungency, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George IV Romero Zombie ; not really fast, not smart, drawn to smell out, speech sound and motion, and eager for human flesh to eat. wellspring at least nobody has seen any running snake god. Unfortunately, it seemed that any destruction was now a turn-into-a-zombie event. Not just from a snack, but a marrow attack, too.

Then I looked at our supplies, our solid ground map, and tried to recollect of some plans. winter was coming. We could n't industrial plant anything now. But there 's deal we should be doing. The main matter was, we needed to pick out the town. But before that, we needed to get these young lady in shape and properly outfitted. They were all fatigue clothes and skid that did n't really fit.

One more day of education, 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 piano hug. She does n't know me at all, but everyone 's been filling her in on the late result. Lorraine is ... really pretty. I mean, take your breathing space away pretty. She looks at you and you puff out your pectus a little, give suck in your gut.

I had a couple generous shots of Gentleman Jack, and I tried going to sleep. But nix happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my doorway again. Shit. My nous was n't in the in good order home for this. Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the door overt, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Andrew Johnson sister. They were n't Gemini the Twins, being a couple years apart, but they had a strong folk resemblance. light reddish hair, middling skin, cute little lentigo ... oh man.

'' Yeah, girlfriend ? ``

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

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

Kristin raised her arms over her head. Lizzie lifted Kristin 's shirt up and over her foreland. 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 upset about the William Blake situation.

But I 'm also a man.

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Chapter 6 - Revelation of Saint John the Divine
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I woke up alone the adjacent break of the day, wondering where the sisters went. Jesus Christ, they were incredible. It 's the kind of thing where I ca n't give an precise play-by-play verbal description of what went down, there was just so much going on ! Plus I was buzzed from the beers and the jackass. But it was something like this :

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

The two young lady stood rightfield in front of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's gasp, exposing her shaved pubic sphere. She raised Kristin 's leg form of past me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the wall for bread and butter. Lizzie proceeded to fondle Kristin 's consistency, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her percentage. And all the while she 's whispering `` search at these tits ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so flaccid '' and things like that. I was concerned for Kristin at first, but she seemed to love it, especially when Lizzie moved around to buss Kristin 's snatch. I went from 80 % severely to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a couple of threesomes before. And let me tell 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 enough attention or whatever ... nigh people just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two sisters, different story ! Lizzie stopped eating her Sister 's pussy and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous sass was enhanced by the dripping twat juice from Kristin. Jesus, kissing a hot young missy, who 's got her own sis 's juices on her brim, I was just melting. I was n't mindful at the time, but all thoughts of Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

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

I got up off the chair and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my case in Kristin 's young cunt alright. Her succus already flowing from her sis 's clapper, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my gruntle assault.

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

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

A bit later, the girls were sixty-nining, with my cock going in a hot snatch, and getting licked on the outstroke. holy place shit ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the time on all fours with Kristin under her ) told me to jacklight off into her bastard. I did n't really roll in the hay 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 puss like a athirst dog. When I finished, Lizzie rose up and dribble my cum out of her ass ...

... into Kristin 's mouth.

'' Do n't you take back that clobber, gripe ! '' whispered Lizzie.

Kristin held my cum in her mouth as she licked her sister ass, cleaning it all up. Lizzie promptly turned around and kissed her sister firmly and tenderly and roughly, and they fought for the cum back and Forth River. Some ran down Kristin 's cheek. The two girls entwined their legs and undercoat their cunt into each former, cumming hard simultaneously in just a brace minutes. I forced my way from behind so I could try and lap both of their cunt. Nice.

We kept fucking, and grinding cunts, and I came in Lizzie 's aspect and Kristin licked it all off and swallowed it. Lizzie, angry about that, demanded I fuck Kristin in the ass for her transgression. I remember Kristin not being too excited by that, but Lizzie stuck her tongue completely up Kristin 's ass, then slipped in a finger with some spit and snatch juice. Finally she had three fingers 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 class and one-month old hot babe. I remember grabbing her titty hard ... and I remember her cumming so intemperately pussy juice was actually dripping from her cunt.

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

Both daughter wanted more. I was n't ready to obligate anymore. But I laid there, sucking gentle tits while they masturbated themselves on my peg. I did cum one Sir Thomas More meter ... but there was hardly any semen cumming out, mostly just debris at this point.

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

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After our morning P90 physical exertion, we ate Gayle 's hot cake from my dry up stash, and I talked about my full general plan for taking back our lilliputian contiguous town. Since it did n't look like my pal were coming, I was going to use their food, and guns, and other supplying. With all of us, We had about 3 twelvemonth of solid food in storage.

But that was n't enough. What then ? My design was to get farming next spring. But we need to take in out Zach and all his friends first ; ca n't deliver him trampling all over our fields and gardens.
Then, Patsy spoke up.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, I 'm a believer in the U. S. Constitution. You want to consider in the Big Sky Daddy, go the right way ahead. That 's your right, it 's persona of the First Amendment. You want to conceive in the Flying Spaghetti freak ? fine. I do n't like. But your exemption and right end when they impact my freedoms and rights.

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

'' Patsy ... you can believe what you want to believe. But, you are also a guest in my house. My plan, for all the occupier of this house, is to try and get through this zombie spirit Apocalypse, and to keep aliveness and shoot down the bad guys. I want to plant crop, I want us to be safe. I want us to live. I form of thinking those were reciprocal belief we all had. I expected everyone in this house to work towards that goal. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

I took a sip of burnt umber and the girls all started shouting back and forth. Finally, I tapped my cup again.

'' Let 's see a show of hands.Who wants to try and go through this affair and come out the other side ? '' Everyone 's bridge player went up except Patsy's.

'' Well, what is the other option, fall guy ? ``

'' Well, we just ... postponement for God to designate us what to do. ``

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

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

'' Do you desire to wait in this sign of the zodiac ? My house ? ``

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

More holler. 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. Redeemer, it did n't palpate good to disappoint her. What the fuck ?

I ate the rest of my breakfast. The young woman were all agitated with sucker and they argued with each other. I looked at Patsy. Pretty girl, dyed blonde hair, squeamish firm dead body, obviously somewhat smart as she 's in college. But she 's either a religious whacko or she 's gone crazy. Maybe both. Oh well, not my job anymore.

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

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

I came back with a nice backpack, filled up.

'' Patsy. First of all, I 'm regretful to have infringed on your beliefs. That was faulty of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

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

'' But you 've made it apparent you do n't want to stay here. So I put together a fiddling kit here, '' I indicated the backpack. `` There 's urine for three days, food, a jacket, glove, mate, oh and a Bible, of course. Let 's see, no arm, of course of study. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

'' What ... what do you intend ? '' asked fall guy, suddenly very afraid.

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

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

'' Patsy, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't let someone here who I ca n't trust not to leave a threshold open on purpose. '' I held up the ingroup for her.

'' Gayle ? '' soft touch pleaded.

Gayle looked at her feet. `` You know, fool, I think Michael 's right. If you feel this way, you endanger all of us. I 've almost lost my own daughter due to an accident with these ... thing that certainly are n't holy person. I 'm not going to risk that you want these affair to endure ! ``

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

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

'' The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want ... '' mug began. She kept praying as she shouldered the clique. I helped her adjust the straps. `` Yea, though I walk through the vale of the darkness of death, I will reverence no evil. ``

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

'' Surely goodness and mercy will watch me, all the day of my life. ``

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

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

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

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

BOOM !

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

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

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

BOOM ! got him.

roaring ! got her.

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

I hollered out into the valley, `` seed spinal column ! ! ! ``

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

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

That fifth Zach was now walking in a straightforward line away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... cargo hold ... gold rush !

Got him ! But my agitation was curt lived as we saw several Thomas More Zach 's cum from the town area and headed to where Patsy would be. They were out of range, though.

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

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

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

We spent the rest of the day preparing our weapon, teaching the female child how to care for and cleanse them, ran through more practice session to clear jams etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the group 's hoard of standardized weapon. My sidekick wo n't mind, since they are gone ...

The modality was, O.K.. the great unwashed 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 hesitate to shoot her automaton consistency, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the daughter about my plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` Master 's Hardware and Dry Goods '' store. The daughter need underwear, shoes that fit, and some apparel, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these girls have real big tits. And I need them to be able to run. Big bounce tits are fun to keep an eye on in irksome question when they run, but in a Zed situation it ai n't cool to get things going in all directions. Got ta strap those puppies down.

'' I 'm going to call for two Tennessean for tomorrow 's excursion, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now go for on a mo. I need mass who are salutary injection, can run quick, and do n't bear in mind getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two more ... Lorrie, sorry steady, you need more than healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, shit ! ``

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

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

So instead of a pic that Night, we all cleaned the weapon system and checked our packs. We loaded the Jeep with some trade goods, like gallon jugs of piss and canned foods in pillowcase we found some survivor. 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 mates snort on that one.

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

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

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

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with snag in her heart. I held her shoulder, afraid to touch her rachis. Her titty pressed into me. Jesus.

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

We got in the jeep and headed towards town.

As we headed down main Street, we could see the beat Zeds from the other day. cipher is cleaning up the townsfolk. We stopped in front of `` sea captain 's '' store. Peeking in the windows, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the chalk lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, movement. Hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the store. I did n't want to just shoot and bust up the spyglass, I wanted to proceed some integrity to the store. Talking to the girls, we drove the jeep around the side of the store. I took a set of keys, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the jeep and went up the flame safety valve to the back floor. I climbed in the windowpane and cleared the domain. The former gallon came in. Okay.

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

I took two whole step downstairs, and was met by a youthful 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 former rifles pointed at his head word. Then a door opened up behind us. mix-up reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't know who to place it at. My girl were yelling, so were the male child ; this was very tense and could go bad in a hurry. But I could see these were young tyke. I did n't opine they were dangerous, just being protective.

'' My girls ! SHUT UP ! '' And they did. `` Okay fellas. I 'm going to exact my helmet off. Ok ? Just really ho-hum, we are n't here to hurt you. We want to buy or swop for some affair. ``

The one on the steps 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 even guy. Erin, girls. Lower your rifles. See make fun ? We 're poise. Everybody 's cool ... Lean your rifles on the wall. Nice and easy. Yeah that 's it. Okay, now take off your helmets. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Yeah, I 'm good-for-nothing about your brother. I 'm Michael. And really, we just want to trade for some stuff. Who 's master key ? Is he the owner ? ``

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

'' So, you 're ... Bat Masters'sons ? '' I smiled again. Another put-on only old hombre get.

'' fountainhead guy cable, I 'm very dingy for your loss. But we need some thing for the girls. You fellas necessitate water ? Food ? ``

'' We need urine bad, '' said John Pierpont Morgan. `` We 're all out, and drinking out of the toilet armored combat vehicle -- OWW ! ``

Wyatt slugged him on the shoulder. He did n't want to take care bad in forepart of the girls.

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

'' Yeah. We know. We just ca n't do it. '' John Pierpont Morgan, apparently the younger one, cried a small. 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 ... avail you with this. '' Nice diplomacy ! Who knew she was so tender ?

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

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

The air lightened up then. The two sisters went shopping with the son helping. For a crappy small town, they had pretty safe stuff. I guess there 's a pretty famous trailhead up in the Ellen Price Wood, so they get quite a few tramper coming through here needing last minute gear.

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

'' Can we get to the clock tower from here ? '' I asked. It was just a piffling cupola kind of a thing, sitting on the roof of the irregular floor. We climbed the stairs from the ceiling. A duet kicks and the clock fell out of the front. Nice scene from here, we could see most of the town, now.

I looked at Erin. Her face pleaded with me.

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

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

roaring !

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

bonanza !

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

manna from heaven !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

I pointed out a few down the early side of the street. Erin gleefully adjusted her stead and took them down. One dig each. She 's a regular sharpshooter, a natural.

She also had this mad looking at on her facial expression, 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 noise was about.

BOOM !

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

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

'' You 're an awesome shot, sweetie ! '' And I rested my hired hand on her dress little ass.

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

windfall !

'' Good Shepherd ! '' she cried out as I resumed massaging her ass. She spread her legs more, inviting my mitt to jaunt down the tornado to in between her second joint. I stopped, but did n't let go, when I heard her do the big exhale. That meant she had one in her sights. After the reputation of the gun, I continued.

'' Reloading, '' she said. I took that bit to touch around her and undo her smash, then just shucked her camo pant down. She was n't wearing any underwear. She struggled out of one leg, so she could still strike. I rested my deal on her silklike smoothen defenseless butt.

Erin exhaled, I paused, and BOOM !

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

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

And I jammed three Thomas More digit up her oozing cunt.

'' Savior I 'm closemouthed pop ... so close ... '' BOOM !

I pulled my hired hand out of her prat, and reached around to the front so I could squeeze and massage her clit.

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

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

I squeezed her clit in between my quarter round and finger's breadth, her lilliputian well sidekick sent shivers throughout her body.

windfall !

'' Fuck ! ! ! ``

BOOM !

'' YESS ! ! ! ! ! '' and she came with sharp condensation. Her juice literally flowed over my finger. I jammed my finger's breadth into her mouth, she licked and sucked down her juice and moaned at me. I pulled my helping hand out.

'' Fuck me, papa, '' she pleaded.

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my pappa, '' she said softly. `` shtup me Daddy. '' Then through gritted teeth : `` Fuck me difficult Daddy ! Let me vote out these fuckers and fuck me, Daddy. ``

Saviour Christ, I do n't even let a daughter, but hearing her public lecture like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a hurry. I lined up right behind her and shove my cock up her sloshed 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 pussy juice.

She took aim some more. I paused.

BOOM ! She shot this fair sex Zena in the head.

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

thunder !

I fucked her hot pussy while she continued targeting. She lined up a shot, 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 overlook ! '' she hollered at me with mock anger. And maybe a little real ire mixed in. She liked the fucking, but she liked the shooting, too.

I fucked her as hard as I could while she tried to cease the suddenly Zach.

'' lay off it ! '' she giggled.

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

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

Erin rested the gun and took her fuck like a champ, bucking her hips back into my push. I grabbed and yanked on her ponytail as my throbbing stopcock sank rich and deeper into her body.

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

I smacked her ass hard.

'' Are you my footling fucking harlot ? huh ? ``

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

'' Daddy 's little fucking woman of the street ? Huh infant ? ``

'' Yes Daddy oh my roll in the hay GOD ! ``

'' You like dad 's cock ? ``

'' Yeah Daddy keep fucking me ! ``

'' I 'm gon na cum in your lilliputian slit, babe. You want Daddy 's cum do n't you indulge ? ``

'' Oh ass YES DADDY ! Cum in me daddy ! ! ``

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

And I came inside her like a tidal wafture. I could find her kitty-cat bulwark contract around my shaft as she came also. Hot spermatozoon met hot pussy succus to create white-hot lava inside her cunt.

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

'' Oh daddy '' Erin whispered, I could barely pick up her in the light morning breeze. `` daddy ... dada ... ''

My cock began to recoil a bit. Erin lined up the wiggler, and finished him off with a satisfying gold rush !

'' clean and jerk me up, sister, '' I said to her. `` I want to frivol away a few. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The tall one ? Dumbass ! ``

Yeah she 's the tall one. At to the lowest degree six understructure. But nicely proportioned. Very nicely proportioned.
Gayle keyed the mic again. `` How are you guys ? We hear a lot of nip. Oh, and Lorraine says to tell you 'negative Ghostrider, the rule is full moon'. What the sin are you jest at talking about ? ``

I chuckled out loud while Erin just looked at me like I was stupid. `` All good here. Little Tiger is quite the sharpshooter. The babe are negotiating for goods as we speak. testament hold in back in 15. William Tell Lorrie 'it 's clock time to buzz the tower'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

Erin and I gathered up our clip and the empty plaque shell for future re-loading. We headed back down the stairs.

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

Across the store, about 30 animal foot, was a methamphetamine case about 15 feet farseeing that held knives, binoculars, and other high dollar item. It was also the checkout field with register and acknowledgment card machine.

Leaning against the case were our two sister, naked as jaybirds. Their arms outstretched, they were holding onto the opposite English of the case. They were holding on because the two chum were fucking them from behind for all they were worth. They were facing us, but nobody saw us as they were in various throes of passion.

I was concerned that this may not be voluntary on our daughter 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 okay ! '' `` point pa ! '' `` We asked them to ! '' and gorge like that.

The boys froze, and started to withdraw.

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

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

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

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

I found an sphere out back of the store that seemed to accept reasonably soft dry land. I said to Erin, `` get across me. I 've got to dig a tomb for Virgil. And call the ranch. It 'll be another hour or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

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

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

We both laughed.

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

'' No no, it 's fine ! I just do n't want 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 father. And, the fucking is gracious. Very overnice. Oh shit give me the Crovel ! Now ! ``

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

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

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

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

With tears in my heart, I took the crovel from Erin and finished up the hole. Furious at the fucked up Earth, I dug very hard.

'' Sorry, Daddy. ``

I wiped my nose. `` It 's sanction sweetheart. It 's laborious. It 's fucked. It sucks. But you ca n't waffle like that again. You 're the toughest of you girls. I need you. ``

I dragged Virgil maestro over to his kettle of fish. It was n't 6 feet deep. More like 4. Sorry Virg, I do n't take in all day.

'' And you will be disappointed in me, '' I continued. `` I 'm just a man. I care deeply for you, like a kin 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 capable to ... be ... exclus -- '' I started to say Exclusive.

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... daddy ... I do n't want you to be my boyfriend, or hubby. I do desire to keep fucking you. And I love you, I do. But as far as long-term goes, well you 're probably more suited to Gayle. Maybe I 'll receive somebody to determine down with. Like the Dizzy sister have. ``

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

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The Party
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The passkey boys were dressed, but looked a little sheepish. The Johnson babe were beaming, their faces a trivial flushed. Must 've been a pretty commodity metre on the tongue case, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out tatty and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

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

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

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

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

sanctum shucks ! So that was the price ? Well I do n't be intimate if it 's okay or not. I had to imagine fast.

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

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

matter move quickly in the New World.

'' wellspring, not so fast. This position is very vulnerable. looking glass windows all over, the back doorway lock could n't check a seven-year-old ... '' asshole. What to do ?

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

That seemed to sit okay with people. We were packing the landrover with the clothing, when Morgan noticed the mound of saucy malicious gossip. He stopped and stared at it, tears welling up in his eyes.

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

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

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


- - -

There was keen excitement at the house as the new boy were examined, admired, hugged.

But the Johnson sisters made it very clear ; these son were off-limits. And they seemed potty with the sis, so that was good. Then the young woman discovered their new clothes, and the screech was nearly intolerable. horseshoe that fit ! Pants that fit ! Underwear !

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Yeah, for sure, sleep with to have sex you any where you want it ! ``

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

'' So yeah, just labor the temporary hookup through, without dinging the side of the drum -- ''

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

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

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

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

Lorrie scooted in finisher, obviously to get all the data she could. Never mind that her breast pressed into my arm. Her breast that was barely contained in the cotton fiber tee shirt. The boob that was unfettered because a bra would upset the stitches on her back.

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

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

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

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

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

'' It 's good ! appear ! ``

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

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

Fucking great is how you 're doing.

'' Jesus Christ 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 breathe. I never stitched anything before. The job itself looked awful, but the skin was holding and was n't infected.

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

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

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

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

I held her gently on her lower hips. Her publicise hips. Deliverer Christ her skin is so soft and affectionate ...

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

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

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

'' I do n't think you 're a kid ... '' With a consistency like that ? She 's all woman, all the meter. `` But, you need to take it wanton with that backbone. I do n't require any stitches to come out. '' I could n't think of anything else to say. I mean, hoi polloi are likely to come back at any present 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 tee shirt and fiddled with it until I got it lined up, Then I slid it over her limb, head teacher, then over her titmouse until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

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

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

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

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

Lorrie leaned in and whispered to me, `` Mom masturbates at Night when she thinks I 'm asleep. She whispers your figure. ``

'' seminal fluid on, you 're just saying that. ``

'' No, she does. Honest. I 'll be masturbating tonight. intellection of that big dick everyone says you have. Get set up for Payton, it 's her turn tonight. ``

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

Gayle came in to say hi.

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

'' I 'm a little implicated. We have to strengthen their construction sphere, it 's not very guarantee right now. And we need to rail those boys up. They need to get a little, uh, 'harder'. And no, not in the way you think ! ``

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few Day I think it would be fine. We need to start taking back the township anyway. Would be good to have got a forrard fundament there. We 've got radio receiver. We could hook them up with a set of solar panels. It could process. ``

We had a prissy dinner of bitch stroganoff, from my supply of dehydrated food. Canned knockout for dessert. Also had pile of vodka and fruit juice.

Erin found the pill, touched the screen a few times, and the adjacent thing you know, Rihanna is blasting from the verbaliser. It 's a party !

The male child shoved the table to one side, and we had a dance 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 method. So I was able to pretend I had some moves. It did n't matter much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the Greek chorus :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly good !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't care I like the olfactory property of it !
control stick and Harlan F. Stone may infract my bones
But chains and whiplash excite me ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We had to re-arrange things a trivial to conciliate the son for the night. It was looking like Payton did n't take anywhere to stay. Imagine that.

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the bathrooms and bedrooms. I was the last to use a toilet facility. Got myself a shower, finally. Got to remember to tick off the water levels tomorrow in the storage cisterns, I reminded myself.

When I opened the door to my picayune calculator way, I found Payton waiting for me. She was stark defenseless, sitting on the air mattress with her back up against the pillows and the wall. Her compensate mitt was lazily playing with her shaven snatch while her left 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 ! hold open 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 stopcock sprang out to it 's usual 45 degree angle.

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

'' sustenance going, '' I said. Watching a cleaning woman masturbate is one of my nifty pleasance 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 go on 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 chair. `` good talk a little. secern me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? read me. ``

She spread her kitty sass 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 bite it a piffling ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her digit slipped inside her cunt as she talked.

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

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

'' And I want to suck your prick and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her digit out of her slit and daintily put one in her oral cavity. Her mouth enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it clean of her succus. She did that to the other two.

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

'' Yes child, tell apart me more. ``

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

'' I want you to get it on me ... please you have to have a go at it me ... please ... ''

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

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

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

'' I fucked her from behind. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

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

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

'' I came in her cunt ! ``

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

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

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

'' Tell me, '' she gasped. `` 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 prat. ``

'' Jesus of Nazareth that was true ? ``

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

Without vacillation she reached around and put a finger in her own butthole, with her other hand rubbing her clit hard.

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

She writhed in pleasure as she convulsed from her orgasm. When she was spent, I grabbed her legs and dragged her down fully on to the mattress so I could fuck her well. And I did. I shoved my cock all the way up her dripping slit so skillful she did n't know what hit her. I had to twist her over, face-down, so she could cry into the pillows.

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was chill to bang person almost as big as me. But her potent legs 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 intemperately, she was n't ready for that. I dropped it back into her cunt and fucked the daylight out of her. I fucked her for ten minutes like that, she moaned and screamed into her pillow.

At one point, the door opened and Erin stuck her drumhead in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'foretoken with my finger's breadth to my oral cavity. She nodded and sat on the storey. Pulling her niggling elbow grease drawers aside, she rubbed her slit as she watched me fuck Payton.

She, Payton, had no idea anybody else was in there as she was in the throes of cristal. I rolled Payton on her book binding again so I could see her face when I fucked her. She held on to me stringent, never opening her middle. I squeezed her tits as I lay on her, the nipple hard as fucking rocks. Then I reached around and grabbed her ass cheek, pulling her tightly and going deeper into her cunt. I easily slipped a finger up her ass. She responded by kissing me hard.

I risked a coup d'oeil to the side ; Erin was in full masturbation modal value as her hand dove in and out of her pussy.

'' I 'm going to make love your boob, baby ! '' I warned Payton.

She opened her eyes for the first off time in about 10 mo as she watched me settle in between her luscious jugs. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left hand. Payton variety of express joy but did n't seem to mind.

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

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

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

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

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

I love tit-fucking. The missy is mashing her own tits for me, my cock is enveloped by piano and firm tit-flesh ... mmmm ... and they do n't own to be all that big, either. It works with A-cuppers, even. But Payton had her C-cups in entire force tonight. As I stroked her titmouse, 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 mamilla as Payton squeezed her tits. Pulled on the fuckers pretty hard. Payton yelped as my cum shot into her oral fissure and on her chin. She moaned more as Erin 's natural language made her cum. I shot some more cum onto her face, then pulled back and dropped some loads on her big soft tits.

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

Payton just lay there in sexual fulfillment, enjoying her lifelike high. She swallowed the cum in her mouth, but the respite 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 face, lips and neck. She then drooled it into Payton 's mouth, who swallowed it easily.

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

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

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

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

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

Payton roused out of her grogginess to notice Erin.

'' child, you do that so sound ! ``

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

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

Erin never let up or let go of those glorious teat. I slopped up some purulent succus onto an exposed mamilla, Erin saw that and just plunk on it.

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

- - -

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

So this day, we hooked up the blow plow to the Unimog. Too many dead organic structure in the street, you know. We scored tons of plywood at the hardware fund to blockade the sea captain 's store. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the east end of briny street. It already had some followers. The nerveless thing about the Mog is its height. No matter what the Zeds do, they ca n't break in. They ca n't break the Methedrine. They ca n't climb into the cab. So we Parked it in the midriff of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for grievous long range and stopping mogul. Also had an AR, and the suppressed 22. The idea was, they would embark on shooting at Zach, which would bring more Zachs, and they would keep shooting. Lorrie would get some material 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, Thomas Hunt Morgan, and Sir Thomas Wyatt went down to a side street at the unit former end of the minuscule town. We pulled up to the last house. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the son had pitchforks. We also had pistols, all of us. The melodic theme, though, was to go quiet and stop the houses.

The first one was a piece of cake. Tapped on the door, all quiet. The family was unbolted, nobody inside. We checked for medicines and food, found a pretty skilful stash of cans. Some good nutrient in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No medicament. No weapons. Some old lady clothes, that 's about it. We stacked the tin on the porch for later pickup.

Second home, 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 yoke zachs here and there promenade along in their direction.

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

Found a little food, a .38 revolver with 9 shells, some 42-year old Playboys, and some soiled clothes. But we took everything we could find. Candles, atomic number 13 enhancer, baggies, toilet newspaper publisher, matches, dog food.

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

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

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

'' It 's us ! Thomas Hunt Morgan and Wyat victor. From the storage ! ``

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

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

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

'' Naw. I 'm good for the wintertime. seminal fluid springtime, I 'll be needing some supplies, though. You reckon we 'll get some top executive and solid food by then ? ``

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

'' It 's young lady. Homer A. 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 for sure what to say. Was n't expecting to be hit on today, least not by an old lady. She was n't bad looking, for 65.

'' Hmph ... well ... young lady Thompson, we 'll be around a lot. If you see us, slacken off us down if you need something, okay ? ``

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

We went through 30 more theater, but no former bread and butter common people. mountain of drained bodies, though ; man and zombie. Did find a decent 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in various caliber with a few box of carapace 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 chief street. We got some more information from Erin ; they had moved the motortruck to try and get a ameliorate localization to germinate from.

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

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

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

'' She 's up on the moment trading floor. hurry ! ``

We broke into the depleted trading floor of the actual land office. I killed two zeds with my Crovel. I could hear to a greater extent of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` depend out below '' and threw a duad more zeds down the stair. gunfire followed as Erin or someone killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The izzard were now converging on us. We each fired our pistols until they were empty. The floor was slippery from all the suppuration and Al Gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed brain. 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 barrel. tears and scream, she was going to mislay the battle in the next few irregular as the combined system of weights of the two big man living dead was probably 400 pounds.

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

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

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

We finally formed a walking convoy and made our way down to Master 's 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 counter, checking for bites, but she was sack up. Her mom held her, they rocked together slowly in an old rocking chair by the straw man door.

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

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

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

Ashamed, Erin went up to the staircase. Probably to the clock tower so she could shoot Sir Thomas More zeds.

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

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

I think it was in that consequence where I realized how much 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 zombi spirit. They should be helping or something, but they were n't warriors. This was n't fair.

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

snake god moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

I talked with the topical anesthetic boys after dinner party. I wanted to find out what commercial message enterprise were in town or nearby. Gas place, stock, welding store, sporting goods stores, locomotive fixture shops, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her elbow room. I told her no, sit down with me and listen. I apologized to her. She cried. We made up. Then we talked strategy.

After a couple minute, we did to a greater extent P90 training, except for Lorrie. Well, she did a modified edition. She is n't all that flexible yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any happiness right then.

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Chapter 9 - The convalescence
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The future three day raced by. I took a team of Sir Thomas Wyat, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two other nearby towns, just a footling fully grown than ours. They were as bad or big than our footling town. There 's a with child town to the north of us, but I imagine they are inundated with ezed.

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a tough case screen and you could talk with them. They were much lighter than bike helmets. Plus, you could still bust goggles with them. We found all kinds of inkpad and protective equipment for the legs and branch, also. The objective was to give ourselves intemperate to bite.

Back at the cattle farm, we all put on our gear for tangible live training. outset, everyone got used to hitting me on the forefront with broomsticks. Did n't even reach me through my helmet, but everyone got great deal of licks in.

At the Lawnmower repair shop, we got lots of lawnmower blades. We trimmed up one end to fit the gal smaller men, then wrapped it in paracord to cook 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 grand roue, the yobo kind, not grass rakes. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the middle single facing forward. I thought this would get in handy.

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

Many had come up our way over the endure few 24-hour interval, we let them be as they circled the fencing. Then, carefully, we 'd let in one-at-a-time through the gate. We did n't try to pair them up with a like-sized person, if it was your turn of events you got what you got.

Being generally shorter, except for Payton, the girls were having a tough prison term with a one-shot kill ; Zed 's limb were too long. The girls learned to hack off an arm or two first, then go for the kill. Or recoil them in the knee so Zed fell down. Then it was an wanton putting to death shot.

Then they tried it with the blood. very much estimable ! intemperately vacillation to the knees, down they went. Then they were easygoing pickins for a rake-shot to the point. So that became our primary manoeuvre ; run down them out in the open, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

paper from the extraneous cosmos were disheartening. stallion cities like New House of York had fallen into complete abattoir. The net was pretty limited. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Si valley guys always had great security.

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

- - -

Next morning, after our P90 workout, Gayle and Lorrie went to make breakfast while I studied the web. Then, girl and Guy all sat me down at the table.

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

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

And they brought out all kinds of beneficial stuff. Including Hostess Donettes ! And Hostess cerise PIE !

'' But ... but.. how ? They went out of commercial enterprise a class ago ! ``

Erin laughed. `` call up the roofy K store ? I swiped some goody for you then. '' She hugged me hard and I hugged her back. She cried a little, then everyone else gave me a lilliputian present. They were mostly from the hardware store in town, but it was awesome. 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 cognise they still made this. It was kind of an 80 's thing.

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

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

'' Ok thank you everyone. I will use all these in full health. Although I may not fall apart the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a trade good nozzle, did n't want to give him any extra hints.

'' As for you guys ... fountainhead I 'm so proud of you. You could throw fallen apart, but you did n't. This mess is ... well it just sucks. But we 're gon na puddle 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 fuss. And the lawn-mower blades worked
as hoped, and we hardly fired the accelerator at all. It was a good day.

- - -

As we entered the house, I was told to shower first since it was `` pappa admiration day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my shower on. Would be courteous to get sporting first, for once.
I was just getting some fateful blood off my weaponry when the door opened. I was pleased ! We were so focused lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a patch. As long as it was n't one of the cat, I would be felicitous with whoever it was.

Gayle pulled back the pall, hiding herself with it, but staring at me in all my au naturel glory.

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

'' Absolutely ! '' sanctum dump, it 's Gayle !

'' aspect the former way, then. '' Aww, she 's shy with me !

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

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

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

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

Something very warm and fleshy squished into my back as she reached around me for the soap and that scrubby, fluffy thing that you wash with. It could only be her mamilla. Good Shepherd, they covered a lot of real the three estates, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my back, slowly but firmly pushing. My stopcock was lengthening a little with anticipation.

She washed my coat of arms as they hung by my side.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Oh that feels nice .... yessss ... ''

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

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

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

'' You like this, Daddy ? ``

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

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

Gayle gave my pecker a good power play then suddenly let go. She slid down on her knee joint, and began to kiss my ass cheeks. She pulled them apart, then stuck her clapper in the risque of places. I could n't consider it.

'' sanctum Fuck '' was all I was able-bodied to mutter.

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

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

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

'' sanctum fuck. I mean. Yes ! Of course of study ! Just admiring the scene ! ``

I firmly grasped her ass brass 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 trend and genteelness and the scoop, I just grabbed her and held her from the back, running my helping hand all up and down her hanging titmouse, venter, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

My left bridge player massaged a tit as my rectify hand 's fingers slipped up inside her. Jesus she was so wet inside. Her stiff tit tried to put 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 O.K. ? ``

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

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

I spread her ass brass and buried my nerve between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussy, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my tongue up her ass and up her cunt, she seemed to like that. I kind of settled in with my thumb in her butt and concentrated my back talk and tongue on her pussycat. Her tangy savour covered my face as I tried to burrow into her cunt. Again, I was sword lily I had stocked up so many razors, not a tomentum in sight.

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

I squeezed the shit out of both her ass cheeks as I continued eating her out. Tight short skinny girls are large. No doubt. But a woman with bender, that 's the one for me !

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

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

I moaned into her snatch, sending oscillation up her cunt. I felt her compression begin.

'' FUCK ! I 'm cumming cumming oh fucking I 'm cumming oh shtup oh ass ! ``

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 tool. With the waters till beating down on us, she kissed me hard, and she licked up her own succus off my boldness. She rose up slightly and settled back down, my cock sinking further up her twat.

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

'' I love that Michael ! Suck them difficult ! lift them ! ``

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

'' God Michael that goes straight to my cunt ! More Michael ! ``

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

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

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

I got more aggressive, slapping both her mamilla with both my hands. These slap were n't hard enough to knock anyone down or anything, but her hide was turning a sizable shade of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to molest her swaying boobs.
I was getting a Brobdingnagian charge out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my cock, and watching those tits jiggle with each slap was too a good deal 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, Daddy ! ``

I could n't restrain it. I came.

As always, that starting time shot felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my venous blood vessel. Each subsequent jet felt incredible, too. Gayle felt my red-hot guessing enter her twat as I pumped Thomas More and more sperm into her.

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

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

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

'' Probably wo n't be any hot pee 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 niggling chair to fix her face. She looked so cute, branch crossed, nipple hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a young boy watching mommy get ready. My cock felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, honey ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

'' Oooo ... does that feel well girls ? Mmmmm ... yes it does ... poor affair ... mmmmm ... that mean old man was slapping you misfortunate girls ... oh but this feels sooo gooood. ``

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

I squirted a pretty large load right wing onto her tits, then a couple smaller unity, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her breasts as she leaned over and licked my cock clean.

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

... except for her girl ...


- - -

Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch Perfect'and sang along with all the a genus Capella songs, the girls were all sort of silly and a bit foreign. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat next to me during the pic, with her daughter Lorrie on my other side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would bump. But I did n't experience to expect long.

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

'' What 's a nice daughter like you doing in a space like this ? '' I asked her.

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

'' I just came to talk, '' she said. She had a bottle of my pry Justin Pinot grape noir and a couple drinking glass. We sat down, me in my rolled president and her in the metal folding chair.

We talked about a lot of affair, but mostly about our situation and what my plans were for the time to come. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of piece of work. What we really needed was a way to ca-ca a snake god free field so that we could then begin farming operations. Plus we now had spate of new mouths from town that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the the great unwashed we met were nice, but generally a bit older. Still, some of them had farming backgrounds. But former than the Master 's sons, we had n't found anyone near the lady friend 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 very shot at making something -- ''

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm sure you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is hard to say ... I want Lorrie to ingest the love of a salutary man. Raise a family. You know, those kind of things. ``

'' Oh ... yeah, I get that. But I guess she 's only got slim down 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 head. ``

My mind drew a lacuna. `` 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 Guy to choose from, I 'd require you. You just ... you do what has to be done, you work hard, you 're right at keeping everyone alert ... plus you 're amazing at sex. ``

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

'' But what ? ``

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

'' She 's head over heals in love life with you. Most of the girls are attracted to you, but she 's actually in sexual love. ``

She 's in love with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two main matter here. number One is, you, Gayle. And numeral Two, I 'm not sure I 'm ready to settle down just yet. I mean, I will at some pointedness, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to preserve our group going. I do n't cognize if I have time for a genuine relationship. It 's umm ... it 's pretty wanton right 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 gear up to be monogamous with anyone right now. And If I was, well, I 'm not sure I would peck Lorrie at this stage. ``

Gayle kind of made a foiled face.

'' No, I mean zero bad about Lorrie. But I do n't acknowledge her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't calculate so storm. We get along pretty fricking slap-up. And, I think the gravid sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't have in mind you had to marry Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. Keep it in mind. ``

'' So if she comes a-knocking at my doorway some night ... you 're ... what ? ``

'' I 'm fine with that ! Just .... be easy on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a Virgo. ``

I thought about our gun-cleaning session a week ago. Lorrie seemed pretty quick to undress.

'' You sure about that ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, she would 've told me. ``

'' So, if you want me for her, what was up with the exhibitioner today ? That does n't appear to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the rest of her wine. `` I 'm not perfect. I had this vision of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't fathom unspoilt at all, does it ? I mean, I at least wanted you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds sort of stupid person now that I say it out meretricious. ``

I drank the quietus of my Pinot grape and poured us both some more.

Have I mentioned how gorgeous Gayle is ? My dad was a horn dog in his day, even as an quondam man. He like the full-figured gal like Marilyn, Mamie, Rita, etc., but his favorite was the Italian infant, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a fair resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly things like pop a cluster of zombies with your bare fist and total back for your reinforcement. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go spirit her up. Sophia, I mean. stop out some of the young word-painting of her, when her tomentum is pretty straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's teat are bigger. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the room a bit, then I knelt down in front of Gayle 's chair.

'' Gayle. '' I placed my hired man on her nerve. `` Even if I fell in love with your daughter, and wanted to drop the rest of my life with her ... how could I possibly only make love to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full moon lips. Her helping hand came up to me, she ran her fingers through my hair.

Our sassing pressed a short unfaltering together and our sugared kiss turned a piffling hotter as I moved into her a fiddling more. I broke the kiss, only to get a slightly unlike angle and pop out kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her lower lip, and sucked it into my mouth, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her back against the bulwark. With both my paw gently holding her face, I kissed her with passion and tenderness like I 'd never matte up before.
Gayle had slipped her work force underneath my t-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my binding. Then she continued to kiss me as she pulled me closer to her.

'' Jesus, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an ounce of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being nice. ``

She slipped my jersey over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` Stand over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a child ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk light, in just my melt jean with a bulging crotch.

'' Turn around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a picayune for her.

'' Sweet Deliverer, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, cipher 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your perspective, Gayle. ``

'' weft up those weights, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a duad 30 Egyptian 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 military press, I turned my binding to her and did some lateral flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her right hand gently rubbing her left chest, and her unexpended forefinger in between her front tooth. Hot. Hey, it 's form of cool to live I turn on a chick. 38 yr old. Semi-ripped. Still have my hair's-breadth, all of it. I guess I 'm not the worst guy they could run into in a snake god apocalypse.

I went and stood in nominal head of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my blazonry, like I was going to carry her over a door. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one virgin in my unanimous life. It did n't go so well. Lots of pain. Crying. disgrace. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so bland with charwoman ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm awful. So, you really desire me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the rightfulness word ? Deflower your girl ? ``

'' I ca n't think of anyone I 'd rather induce do it, '' she said, twirling her fingers through my hair.
I kissed her her on the brim for a few moments.

'' You want me to, fuck your girl ? '' Long ... kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to have to suck her tits for a tangible long fourth dimension. '' Kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to cream her pussycat. '' Kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suckle my prick. '' osculation with some tongue ...

'' She will be good, I promise. ``

'' How do you roll in the hay ? ``

'' I 've made her practice. On banana and cucumbers. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No shit ? ``

'' No shit. I told her it was an important skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing position, but we kept close and kissed more. I undid the bang on her gown, sliding my script between her fluent 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 gown, she stood there naked. She did n't try to enshroud up or anything.

'' Not always so squeamish. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my jean as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down next to each other, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just love tits. All bosom. There 's just something about them that drives me nuts. Yeah, big surprise. But more than nearly guy cable, I love them. I love to lick, and nibble, and twiddle my knife around them. And they all feel so different. Some are immobile, some are really spongy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would understudy sucking nicely to sucking as much as I could. Some nipple bites here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too a great deal time on the tits, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could suck them for hour ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Christ no. It 's like the best massage in the world. Only better. I 'm a thousand percent relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How good is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

Well, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her tits and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's breathing increased, so did my vigor. When she panted a little, I grabbed her pussy. With my thenar on her clitoris, I slipped a finger in between her brim and frigged her nicely. Then a minuscule harder and faster as I bit down on a big nipple of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' suction the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left tit up to her face and drew in her own tit to her oral fissure. God I love that.
I rubbed her twat faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a couple more second when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few prison term. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic moving ridge washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' Wait, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me stay ... too ... sensitive ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a respectable prison term for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her wooden leg and guided my cock to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... Jesus of Nazareth she was so wet I just slid proper in.

'' Michael ... just a second ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh ass .... ''

As my weight set down on her, our pelvis rubbed, re-igniting her clit. Gayle thrashed around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't form any very Bible, just moans and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say poop but it was too a great deal try. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck early guys. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend English language. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guy wire. '' I sped up my pounding to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy place fuck ! Oh bull 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 intemperate. `` She should n't ... oh Deliverer Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it turn you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her bureau, 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 bosom, your ass, oh that 's courteous sister yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy snatch ... and not just once but a lot of times. ``

Well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this point, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on mommy Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a soaker down her throat. load after onus of hot small fry shot into her lip. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

Panting, she rose up to enchant her breath.

Then she called me an son of a bitch and Slapped my face !

She sat there, all defiant, her eyes gleaming. I was fucking plow on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her face down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her legs and shoved my cock back into her cunt. Gayle arched her back as I entered her, and she moaned out loud. I was rather imprint with myself, even though I just came, I was ready for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at Nox ... with her in the room ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your cunt ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a honest mom. ``

'' You 're a heavy mom ... a nooky large mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No answer. I forced my manus under her abdomen so I could snaffle her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrong ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her body is so firm ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to suck turncock ... ''

'' No Michael ... stop it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm sure. ``

'' block it ... please oh shit oh stool oh whoreson I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her cunt ... man ca n't you almost taste it ? '' I pulled my helping hand from Gayle 's pussy and rubbed it on her lip, impudence, pushed my finger inside her mouth so she could taste it all.

'' You want to taste her ... '' I began cumming inside her pussy. Her slit bulwark gripped my cock and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh fuck yes ... fuck yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the sec metre, filling up her cunt with fiery hot sperm.
After a twain minutes, Gayle wriggled a bit and asked `` Would you mind ... ? '' So I rolled off her. To my surprisal, she went down and cleaned up my cock with her clapper and mouth, sucking up the combined cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, help yourself to my sperm anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making love to me. This will be the last 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 net time, we fucked again in the morning.


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Chapter 10 - The Date
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The next day was moving day for the Johnson Sister. We got the headmaster place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and live. I 'll admit to some jealousy there, those chicks were pretty wild trivial honies !

So we spent most of the day trying to close up off the town. We 'd been to every house, killed every zombie inside the home plate, sheds, barns, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always more than zombies. We figured they were coming from the route, but why ? From where ? Why are they coming here ?

'' We need to funnel them into a kill geographical zone, '' Erin was saying. My fiendish little killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a wet daub where we are protected, but we can kill them with sticks or lance or something. ``

'' Genius ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to rise up something and then diminish down. So the crepuscule kills most of them. Or at to the lowest degree breaks their pegleg or backs. That would salvage, ammo, right ? ``

The young woman kind of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ladder and jump ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me think. '' I had it. So round-eyed, it just might work.

'' brainy ! Lorrie, it 's brilliant. We get some cargo ships containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a rectangular thermionic tube. We tilt them up at, like a ten or twenty stage angle. We 'll demand passel of them. Stack them on top of each early or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 feet senior high and they walk out the end of the last container right into thin air. They smash on the background -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a hard landing space ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the country with fence or more shipping containers ... ''

'' And when the surface area fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't induce to photograph any of them ! ``

We were all very majestic of ourselves. It 's a nifty fucking idea. Except, we did n't consume any shipping containers. Or a way to go them. Or a crane to stack them.

Eh, tyke details.

- - -

We cleaned up More of the township. Not too many living folks, but it 's skilful to rid of the lurcher. Zed likes to grovel around and turn up in the most bizarre berth, so it 's good to have him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as zealous a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passionateness ! But unlike Erin and her guns, Lorrie really wanted it done up finish and personal. She wanted to reckon into their bushed eyes as they died again.

We had cleared out a section of houses, then we went back to them to ascertain for salvageable stuff. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this nice old business firm, checking things out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not sure what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't believe there will be any more. I do n't get laid ... ''

'' Whaddya mean you do n't know ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a footling steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I tell her that her mom wants US to hook up ?

'' Well, you guys are groovy together, it would be courteous to birth a real daddy ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my substantial pop, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never mind, it 's fine. It 's fine ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nobody can exclude you down faster than a stripling !

We looked through the house some more. It 's kind of sad, looking through a dead person 's life.
Usually, we just look for safes where we might get hold guns, automobile trunk for ammo, kitchens for food etc. But this theatre was unlike. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this theatre. I mean really. I could live in this home if it were n't for the damn zombi. ``

'' Sir Thomas Wyatt said it was once the mayor 's business firm. The townspeople built it a farsighted time ago for the then current city manager to live in. But later, it got bought by some robust people ... The town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your sizing, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a yoke outfits. `` She had some gustatory sensation. Where in this town would she tire this stuff ? This is like, New York City, 20 long time ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some moans from the street.

'' duty calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' Remind me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, Mr ! '' She waggled her big blade at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the Hardware store for dejeuner, now re-named headmaster and LBJ, in honor of the upcoming nuptials between the skipper male child and the Lyndon Johnson sisters. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a second ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two block back to that nice house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a couple things from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quick fix ! Am I old news show already ? ``

'' You 're never old news, my little pet. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's fine, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a black dress, fitted, with some crazy cuts. Kind of like that Demi G. E. Moore dress from 20 years ago. And I grabbed a pair of overnice heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's OK ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a geek. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a overnice necklace, too. `` You 'll want these, too. ``

We stashed everything in the jeep. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' stay smiling, papa, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your plan, Daddy-man ? You going to adopt her to dinner ? Not many eatery open right now ... ''

'' well, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' Geek. Ok, I 'll guess of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

- - -

We spent the rest of the day getting the Johnson sis and the Masters Brother situated. I let them have two solar dialog box and a deep cycle barrage fire so they could have lights and point up bombardment. We got them some food and pee, too.

Eventually, the rest of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the Jeep. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting showers and having a cocktail or two as we played some music TV on the TV. It was kind of aplomb. At one point, Erin dragged a big money into my estimator room that included the dress and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her tits and said `` Do n't blank out about me, Daddy ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her pussy through her camo pants a short bit.

'' Ooooh Daddy ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the exhibitioner ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can savor it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the wall, piddling kick. bedcover em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underwear. I undid her pants and yanked them down to expose her ass. I could see her cunt back talk, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous little titty with my go out bridge player and with my right, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, Daddy ... yes ... touch me ... ''

While squeezing her tit concentrated, I gently rubbed her pussy lips, feeling her moisture already, my hand spread them apart. I pinched her nipple hard and held on to it tightly, and slipped my finger up to her clit. I massaged her twat like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' Quiet baby ... stay quiet ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just Daddy. Just Daddy feeling up his little girl ... His bad little daughter ... and her wet cunt ... daddy likes her wet pussy ... yes ... he will lick it again soon ... yes dada likes her snatch ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, Daddy, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, pop ... but do n't stop ... love me anywhere I do n't care, pa ... even If you marry Lorrie, just screw me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her cunt harder, squishing around in all her pussy drippings. I grabbed her early tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a good lady friend ... you like me squeezing your tits ? ``

'' Yes pop ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes pappa, she licks me all the prison term. We shower together, and I pee on her titmouse in the exhibitor. You should see us pappa ... you should pee on her knocker, too ... oh god ! shit shit shit poop ! I 'm cumming daddy cumming so good oh shit oh shit ! ``

Erin soaked my hand with her juice. I slipped my soak middle 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 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 drawers, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the lounge a few minute later, nobody seemed to notice. I took my shower.

I came from my shower and met Erin again, who handed me a nice cold Coors Light.

'' wellspring thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the son and girls for dinner. You know, help them out with their first repast and stuff. ``

Nice design, Erin ! What a ripe girl she is ...

'' Well, who 's going ? I 'm variety of beat, but I do n't sleep together if I like the melodic theme of us separating, especially at night. ``

Truth was, Zach had been pretty settle down lately, we seemed to consume killed most of them in town.
But I had to make it look good.

'' Well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the suppress 22, my 1911, my sword. The balance of us will be armed also. We 'll be ripe ! '' She winked at me.

'' wellspring maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to stay with her. We need you up here to give ear. ``

I thought about it for a few moments, hoping to make it expect good. `` Well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over design and rules. I was n't too concerned, but I did n't need anything stupid to happen. And you can always weigh on Zach to make things stupid.

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We all said adios to each other as the group went to go through to see the professional and Lyndon Johnson Hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a short headache. Nothing sober. I 'm going to stay in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to make us some dinner, I 'll send you in a home ? ``

'' Sounds secure, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few hour later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked great in her khaki shorts and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, young lady ? '' I made an exaggerated bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her best faker southern accent mark. `` fountainhead are n't you just a dear man ? I would bang to ! ``

I picked up the southern drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from Texas so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` Well darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a trivial something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too kind, sir ! I would just be delighted ! I mean, after all, what variety of dinner turnout is one with blood on it ? ``

We walked to my way, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on earth did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not important. What is important is that dinner is in one hour, and I do n't want to see obscure nor fuzz of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shooed her out of the elbow room. I had things to do !

Within the next hour, I whipped up some freezing dried beef stroganoff, canned Zea mays, and honest-to-god Bisquick Biscuits ! Then I perked myself up a picayune, shaved, put on my dear shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty trade good, if I must say so.

In precisely one hour, Lorrie made her entrance. And what an entering !

The dress, black. The design, bare shoulder joint, with about one-inch strap that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's plentiful segmentation. Tight around her stomach, flowing over her hip joint, and ending just above her knees. Her bare legs stretched down to her satin blacken stiletto 3 inch heels. Her rich brown hair tumbled over her berm in its naturally wavy way. Just a little makeup to highlight her eyes and some lip glossiness to ca-ca her lips shiny.

I could n't verbalise. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a spell a few understructure away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I look okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her custody brooch and her eyes shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. Good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so striking ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear thin it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little wave at that peak. `` Good night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' wellspring, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me flustered ! `` How about I escort you to the lounge where we can feature a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern stress again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the legal age for alcoholic drinkable is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a serenity officer, I shall turn myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the ash grey necklace around her neck, my hired man lingering on her easy peel. She put in the correspond earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't opine that this was ever possible again ! I feel like royalty or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her warm waistline as she snuggled close. I made us some Grey goof gimlet over ice. It 's a simple drink, just vodka and Rose 's calcium oxide juice, but it 's honest and to the point.

We sipped our drinks, told each former curious little stories, talked about old clip. The affair was, she had a way of making me appear interest. But it was n't forced, she seemed excited about what I had to say. She was either very goodness at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a plate of food back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a cool down chardonnay. I find livid wine to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me fib of near-misses with son ; tons of swain but most were scared of her or too stupe to know what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your classes ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some interesting prospects, for trusted. And one professor who already promised me an'A'if I would kip over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this shit came down ... '' She waved her hand at the violative outside world.

'' What about you, why is there no missis around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had difficulty remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the right one, I guess. ``

'' And what tear now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any female problems right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your darling ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to answer that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A valet does n't kiss and tell. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her vocalism trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an answer. But I was having a toilsome sentence concentrating with all her tit flesh and cleavage jab through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest lady friend here. Prettiest young lady anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some praxis I could be as serious as her in bed, I 'm sure as shooting ! I 've watched sight of videos, and, ohmygod I should shut up ! I 'm so stymie ! ``

I stood up and held out my deal to her. Grabbing the remote control, I clicked on some soft music, this old 70s group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my hands to her waistline as hers clasped around my neck opening. We swayed gently for a few consequence, and I pulled her near to me.

Her torso melted into mine, her massive chest pressed into mine. Her pilus smelled Delicious, some rosy shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a little social station as we 're working firmly killing z. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My prick began to pinch. And to fill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a second babe. '' I had to reach in and line up my shaft as it was growing in an uncomfortable position. `` All honorable now. ``

'' You get, punishing that fast ? I 'm regretful, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get hard very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvises contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my handwriting 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 lips with mine. Oh god, she was so balmy and warm. She opened her sass slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each early. My rightfulness hired man came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a duo of my fingers.

After a few moment, our lip parted. But I pressed my forehead to hers, maintaining a very intimate stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me heavy, her mouth working me over. Her hot tongue licked my amphetamine lip, then darted inside my mouth. I tried to wriggle her lingua with mine as our passion increased. I grabbed both her ass cheeks wide-cut on and grinded my dick into her. She responded with a fiddling pant, and then proceeded to breastfeed my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The Story of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me write this division of the tale. I was taking creative writing in school when all of this went down and, so, I think the story needs my touch. So yes, I was completely in pup love with Michael at this period. I was also a virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a member inside me. I had had other things, like Mom 's majestic vibrator, her glass dildo, a cucumber vine, and some early assorted, um, 'items'inside me. But not a veridical penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in making love with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this point and I was just by 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Christ 's saki. In those older twenty-four hours, I think he was like ready to gather up Social security system ! ( I 'm sure he will be spanking me at about this point when he reads this. )

Well, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something early people had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very high standards. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the furrow, 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 story of Wyatt Earp and his blood brother. It starred Kurt Russel as Sir Thomas Wyat, and had loads of early cool off people in it. But the reasonableness I 'm telling you this, is because this is the foremost time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to compose his epithet and withdraw flush around it. I used to write my name and his epithet together, and I would write 'Lorrie Elliott'and fulfill pages with hearts and flowers ! So you do n't know him ? He was Virgil Earp. Tall, slightly graying hair, and THAT part ! oceanic abyss baritone, Texas dialect, and his character was just a fucking MAN about everything. He was also in wraith Rider ( my second front-runner film, behind Tombstone ) as the guy in the burial site who tells Saint Nicholas cage what 's going on with everything. He did a bunch of TV commercials, including Ram Trucks for the last few years right up to the automaton Crash.

I do n't be intimate where he is now, but I 'm surely he 's in Lone-Star State doing just all right. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega calf love on some old motion picture actor.

Fast forward till now. We girls were on the run from the zombies, and we were losing masses left and right hand. You ca n't even imagine the scourge and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained a great deal about 'the clangoring'of civilization in this news report. ) He was all set up there in his bunker drinking cold beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were come on end at every step. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb a fencing. I could feel hot blood running down my spine and I could see the veneration in everyone 's heart as we tried to find a house to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this house, and then passing out. I have coup d'oeil of things from then on, but I 'm not indisputable if they are my literal memories or fake ones since I 've heard the story so many times.

What I do think back is waking up and not knowing what the roll in the hay was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty much lying in a flood of what smelled like pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a unknown elbow room 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 last potential second before we were all corrode alive. He had taken us to a safe place that had food, water, electrical energy, movies, gun for hire, Zea mays everta, and he was n't an asshole ! He patched me up and proceed me from dying of infection.

I met him for the commencement time a little while later that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the night before getting me some medical specialty, and he was now training the young woman in shooting science so they could all kill zombies.

So here 's the scene : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a Texas accent ! Not material strong, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got blue jean on and some variety of regular army sweater on, and military-looking the boot. His air, his behaviour, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can order you that ! His handsome face appeared tip over about something, and yet he was pure sweetness and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a finger's breadth around my ear, pushing my hair off my face and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the succeeding dyad of days, while I 'm recovering, account start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the female child, and he 's got a big fucking prick. So let 's review. Big cock, good-looking guy, tall, Texas accent, has his shit together, kills zombies without batting an eye, saves damsel in severe distress, likes musicals and retro rock'n'roll, is apparently good at pleasing the ma'am, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 good thing to one not-so-great thing. Fortunately, I 've had a life long love affair with my senior Sam, so that one thing is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally head over heels, prime time in love with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was convince him that I was so much better than the 8 hot babes already here, not to mention my age-appropriate female parent. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an injured virgin like myself !

Things went along for a time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really want to look at me at times. Now, I do n't want to seem like all stuck up and shit, but I 'm reasonably darn cute. I was thinking it was maybe my knocker. cat are so weird. They seem to care booby, but if you 've got over-sized I like I do, they just make fun of you or get all stupefied or, I do n't bed what. I know there 's guys who think that 'more than a fistful is a waste', and then there 's bozo who just love massive tits. How do I know this while remaining a Virgin ? Simple ! I watch a lot of porn and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few particular of their alone time together. I knew she was stricken ( her Son, not mine ) but she also knew it was just kind of a go ; Michael did n't seem to desire to get too attached at this power point. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guys, I would n't just settle down with one and tell the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. lately at dark, when mom thought I was asleep, I could hear mom giving herself an orgasm. Squishy sounds in a low way, can only be one affair, ya know ? Sometimes she would whisper his public figure. Then she 'd settle asleep. Of form, that got me very horny so then I 'd have to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my finger in my cunt and spread my orgasm around my soaked nipples. Then, I lick them clean and jerk. I think it 's very aphrodisiac. 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 facial expression, like soft warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my mammilla more, but usually they just soothe me. about night I drift off to kip that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'attention was to get a world-champion zombie slayer. And so when my back healed I worked very hard and listened to everything he said and I got fucking trade good at it ! Erin is a improve gunman than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the best of all the girls. My shaft are, a Gerber mini-machete and a long painters pole. On the perch, we worked up a spike with form of a `` Tee '' on it. The move is, I use the pole to try and pick apart down the Zed, then hack his fucking brain with the matchet. If he 's really big and I ca n't pick apart him down, the pole at least celebrate his weapon off me while I hack them before I get to his unintelligent head.

I used to be variety of like a girly-girl, not very athletic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy concerns outside my little lap of admirer. In short, I was a narrow-minded twit. But hey, we can all transfer !

Now, I feel naked if I do n't have my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel nervous if I do n't also have my Pole and my AR strapped on or within arm 's reach. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't 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 first intimate experience with another someone, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's right, it 's his story and I 'm only a guest writer. Still, I just stood up and farted in his world-wide commission, just to teach him a lesson.

So where were we ... Ah yes ! The Dance ! 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 fuck what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Savior Redeemer you people need to chill out 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 drinking, for sure. He was so kind, and sweet, and staring into my eyes, when he asked me to dance I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our bodies touched. He traced the scrape on my back from my neck down to my broken back. It was sexy, not revenue, and it just reminded me that this heroic man saved my life on several social function now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could finger small stirring in my pussycat during dinner, but good master I was on fire when we started dancing ! His secure arms wrapped around me, his manlike odor enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me tight, my white meat 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 unvoiced. I 'm certain it was his cock, but I thought it was in the middle between his wooden leg, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a secondly, baby. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his deal down his own bloomers. `` 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 turncock were usually just hard ; I did n't know how long it took to go from soft to voiceless. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This sentence, I could find all of his hardness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that tough. holy shit ! My pap were hard, I can state you that, and my pussy seemed to be on fire, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The awkward, mis-proportioned girl ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his cheek, then he turned and he met me with his mouth. Our tongues danced and time seemed to stand still. Next thing I know both his hands are on my ass cheeks, and he 's pressing his strong dick into my corporation. I moved a lilliputian sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a vulgar slut. But I did n't worry, it felt so unspoiled !

We kissed for several bit, lost in each others lips. His hands felt so practiced on my butt, squeezing hard, almost too hard but it not quite. My hands eventually drifted down his sides, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare skin for the first base clip. He did n't have an ounce of fat on him. I ran my helping hand up the front of his chest, feeling the contours of his operose tummy and then the swell of his hard pectoral muscle. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice chest, mister. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, trivial lady ! '' he responded. `` I do n't think you understand how unspoilt you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his weapon system like I was just a piece of newspaper publisher ! 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 know what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, drear sweetheart. I was going to ask if you 'd help me moisten the Jeep ? ``

'' Sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, dirty mouth. But this was n't the time for subtlety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the landrover can wait until tomorrow. '' He started towards his elbow room, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too tired and worn out. Virgin busting is punishing employment, 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 delicate light, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a au naturel man before ? In person, I mean ? ``

I shook my psyche, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my head, yes.

'' okey, stay there, I 'll strip for you. ``

He unbuttoned his yearn sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely pass off. He threw the shirt on the base. Kicked off his shoes, then pulled his drogue off.

'' Last chance ! '' he said as he stood there with his custody on the fly of his jean. `` You can still back out ! ``

In a slightly palpitation voice, I answered. `` I might just kill you where you stand if you stop now. ``

He laughed, but I think he saw I was n't kidding.

Turning his back towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his pants, slowly, slowly exposing the fling of his butt cheeks. His ass was perfect. As he removed the knickers completely, I marveled at how the muscles in his legs and march flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his arms outstretched a lilliputian and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the face was a three-foot monster cock.

Well, 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 bigger than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to last of this thing, and wanting to consume it with my backtalk and pussy.

lustfulness won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my knees when I got there. I just breathed in his perfume for a few here and now, strong, musky. My hands on his second joint, I knew from the erotica what I was supposed to do, but doing it for real number is a dissimilar story. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's nice. ``

I began to make out with his cock, and my justly hand came over to grip it. Jesus ! The skin is so soft, but underneath is so laborious ! How is this possible ? And the skin moves around on the outside a little, fascinating ...

Gathering up my bravery, I opened my mouth and covered his hale tip with my lips. Good god, my back talk was assailable almost as much as it could, and I only had about an inch inside ! How do those girl deep throat like in the picture show ? But it felt so cool down, so good, and then I had a salty discernment in my mouth. I pulled back and I could see this succus goo from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricant. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can taste it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some women seem to hate the taste of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer dearest it, though. I hoped I would like it.

After a twain minutes, Michael helped me stake up to standing.

'' Baby, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this frock ? ``

He turned me around and undid the minuscule clasp in the dorsum. After stepping out of my wearing apparel, he slid my underwear off. The moment of verity was coming, he was going to see my outsize boobs in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy shit ! '' Michael exclaimed when he turned me around.

'' Am I, '' I stammered. `` Am I ... okay ? ``

Michael held me and kissed me.

'' You 're the most gorgeous, double-dyed woman I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me hard again.

After a few moments, I broke the kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to start oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm surely there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a sequence of case. And I want to do them all at some point. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't think I was all tongue-tied. Usually they ca n't keep out me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to kiss more ? Just secernate me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just decamp all the foreplay and get to the shag ? I 'm really ready now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively spread open. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his system of weights on his blazon. I could feel his cock bumping around down there, I opened my legs as wide as I could. He reached down to side his cock, and suddenly it was there at my entrance. He rubbed it up and down my slit a few times, coating his dick with my juice. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` screw me. ``

His rooster inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never have imagined. He pressed his hard prick further into me, pulling it back out a little and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was nothing like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me further than I thought possible. I could n't emit for a moment.

'' That, my dear, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a second, '' 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 safe, gave me a little respiration room.

'' Bring your tits up, '' he told me. He was resting on his hands so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my sides, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my font, my nipple pointing right at him. He bent his head down and kissed my provide nipple, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning thunderbolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my mammilla to my kitty-cat. His warmly sassing engulfed my surd nipple and he sucked it inside his backtalk. As the Muriel Sarah 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 other. My pussy felt like it was on firing ! Suddenly, the slight aching down there was gone, replaced by a warmly, sensational feeling.

Michael pulled his prick virtually 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. Savior Christ, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could seize his ass and pull him into me. God it felt so piece of ass secure. I 've masturbated a few thousand times but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his totally system of weights on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in concluded ascendance of me, I could n't move anything except my pelvis, up and down to fit his accident. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his peter impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God damn I loved it.

Each stroke he ground into my clitoris. Each stroke I moaned or grunted or made some kind of croaky, primal noise. My cunt was stretched to it 's terminal point, but I did n't need him to stop, no fucking way. At some stop he reached for and found my exit tit. He molested it with his manus so much that I cried out.

'' Sorry baby ! '' he panted.

'' pull on it harder goddamit ! '' I cried.

He pressed harder into my tit and pulled and yanked on it, then he brought it up to our faces so we could both see my mamilla. Looking into my eyes, 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 nipple, then drew it in my mouth and gently sucked it. I do this all the time, but I always thought it was a little Weird to suck on your own organic structure parts. I did n't think anyone else would think it was ok.

He told me to have got onto that one while he brought my other tit up. I sucked on my leftfield while he sucked on my right wing. His fuck had slowed, but he was doing these long, powerful strokes now, slamming into my body. Into my woman. Into my fiery cunt.

'' switching ! '' he whispered. And we traded bosom, kissing in between.

'' clutch them, sister ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his hands and started REALLY fucking me tight and heavily. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and tits as full I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the place as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his speed, I felt that wonderful sensation developing in my cunt. My climax, it 's nearby. It 's on it 's way, it 's building up.

'' Michael, '' I panted. `` I 'm going to, I 'm going to cum soon. ``

From then on it was a bit of a blur. Michael told me later I just panted the word 'Fuck'about a thousand meter, with the occasional 'Fuck me pa'thrown in just for fun. As my orgasm neared, I arched my back and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my orgasm exploded throughout my body. As my twat 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 babble, I could n't move, I was just a bunch of raw pleasure brass reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful cock. moving ridge of cum spasm involuntarily wracked my trunk. I remember hearing a woman groaning and moaning, only to realize it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both hands and lifted my cunt up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his middle finger right up my arse. It felt wondrous. From watching pornography, anal retentive sex always looked worry, but also very scary and something I could never picture myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't seem all that far-fetched.

With a yell of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this marvellous hot feeling in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His turncock trembled many sentence, and I clenched hard right back at him, squeezing as compressed as I could. Yes I was a Virgo, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my Heron, my substitute daddy, had fucked me and cum in my snatch. I was happy beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his cutis covered in a light sweat. His iron cock seemed to have shrunk a little, or else I was so adulterate, I could n't tell. He kissed me a little, stroked my grimace 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 flap off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.

'' aim me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his rear and brought me with him, still with his decreasing cock inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No honey, thank you ! You are awful and this was fantastic and sanctum shit I ca n't trust it ... ''

'' It was good, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was fantastic for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Jesus ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guy cable out. ``

Oh yeah, just estimate. He probably should n't induce cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a torrent of White person cum poured out of me onto him, covering his shaft, ball, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! trade good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't vex, I 'll scavenge it up. ``

With only a piddling hesitation, I licked up the first gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't like it ? The low gear mouthful was okay, salty, thick, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also savour pussy juice, how fucking poise is that ! Our succus were shuffle together ! And, it was hunky-dory. In fact, it was sound. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk sweetheart, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard prick, he showed me how to spellbind it at the can and button towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the interior tube-shaped structure. Mmmmm, more cum rightfulness from the tap. When I got to his globe, he warned me to be easy. chunk are so weird, so medium, and ... ugly ... but in a coolheaded way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the hair and gave me a little tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to let been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both thirsty, and even a petty thirsty. I put on his dress shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the push button just to continue it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his elbow room towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guys ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her little kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too short for her and did n't report up much on top, either. Her face looked a lilliputian flushed, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a 2d ! '' she said as she grabbed some cookies 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 little tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few Clarence Day ago, had form of given him up so that I could be with him. The only when living rivet within who knows how many miles, and who can fuck like a champion, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her hard. I cried a little, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was fantastic. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you give us a pair minutes ? I 'll bestow back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his way. I watched his ass work as he walked.

'' Honey ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. bout of joy and felicity, but she did n't get it on that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't have to generate him up, for me. I mean, he 's fantastic ! I could never do that, not in a million years ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh beloved, I just wanted you to have a jibe at some happiness. With matter the way they are, who knows what 's going to happen today, tomorrow, following calendar week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're happy, I can smack the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hair, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so soft and Mommy-like, it was overnice to hold on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my piece of tail God yes. You would n't believe how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would consider how aphrodisiac he is ! ``

We chatted a little bit about sexy things and Michael, and then I asked her something that was bothering me.

'' So Mom. Uh. Anal sex. I um, I want to do it. Tonight. I want to cave in him everything. But, how do you, um, get gear up ? I mean we do n't get any Astroglide like you use at house ... ''

'' What do you mean ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a piddling slut ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty good spank.

'' fountainhead, the truth is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' Well, deary. I 'm a fiddling older, 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 pussy succus will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got decent pussy succus ! ``

'' Just pussy juice ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no Doctor of the Church, you know. '' The truth was, I really wanted to get tooshie fucked but I was scared to decease of Michael 's big cock in there. But I knew some of the early daughter took him, so I had to be at to the lowest degree as good as they were at it.
'' fountainhead you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for heaven 's rice beer. Lean up against the buffet. Goddamn kids these 24-hour interval I swear to God, ca n't figure anything out. Go on, spread 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 feel fucked me for about thirty irregular or so. I could feel my arousal building, and I could feel my succus starting to flow again.

'' See ? So you get your fingers as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her digit and then rubbed my asshole, depositing my succus on it. She repeated that again, only this clock time she pressed a single finger inside my ass a little bit.

'' O.K. so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow. I mean, He has to go slack. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my butt. It felt fantastic. 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 spit onto my shit. Her finger continued to fuck my butt as her other hand rubbed my twat. Then she pulled her finger out my cigarette, but instantly I could feel TWO digit pressing against my backdoor. Oh mother fucker !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan grapevine had just entered me, when in fact two finger were n't even half as long or half as encompassing as Michael 's cock. I do n't know how this is going to work. I 'll never be able to fit his dick back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my head, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to finger nooky both of my holes as if nada was out of the ordinary.

'' Well, in her endless quest to delight you, this little dame wants to organise herself for an anal shag from you. Knowing how big your cock is, I figured I better get her ready, somewhat, at least. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my boob as it hung down. His previously limpish cock was now at fully attention again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I facilitate with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to assure her that a spit is dear to aid out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his head to one side and thought for a import. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much Thomas More experience getting butt-fucked than I do. show me how it should be done. ``

With feigned disgust, Mom withdrew her fingers from my ass and proceeded to turn away down and industrial plant her face between my cheeks. I jumped just a bit as her hot natural language probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand years did I think my mom would one day be licking my asshole, or that I would want her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to massage my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, keep going. you 're doing groovy. Lick Lorrie 's cocksucker like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could sense kitty-cat juice running down my leg. `` poke fun ! '' I said. `` I ca n't remain firm here like this much long. ``

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 kitty juices will just flow into her rear end. Gayle, you work her cunt and I 'll process on these mammilla. We will get you juicy, do n't worry, baby. ``

True to his word, Michael started working very hard on my right tit. Squeezing, kneading, mashing, smooching, licking, all form of at once.

Mom put two finger's breadth back up inside my slit and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juice. Her hitchhike rubbed on my clit. together with the electric arc coming from my mamilla, 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 affair on my clitoris, it had to be a tongue. It had to be Mom 's lingua ! Mom was licking my pussy, my slit. She thrust three or four fingers, or maybe her whole manus inside my kitty-cat as she licked my lips and clit, now finger fucking me riotous and hard.

Michael decided that this was the clip he should slap my mamilla. 'Increases the rakehell flow', he said. As he gripped my tit where the skin rose from my chest, the end of my tit and the mamilla were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at foremost, but each one got a short harder, made a little to a greater extent noise.

Mom pulled out her hand from my twat, and forced it against my now soaked fundament hole. Her fingers went in a little, then she pulled them back.

Each fourth dimension Mom rammed her fingers into my laughingstock, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to lap up my pussycat and they both assaulted my tits and ass, I came in about two minutes.

Pussy juice flowed out of me, I could experience it running out of my slit and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's ready, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my legs. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvis mystify up in the air somewhat. He positioned himself at my backdoor.

'' hold ! '' 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.

'' okeh, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His pecker question pressed into my ass, and I felt it kind of 'plop'into me as his mushroom head gained admittance. I stiffened from the sense. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' sluttish please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to take him inside me. He must fuck my ass. All the other female child 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 grimace and told me to unlax, it will be fine. Then she kissed me for a minute on the rim, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my puss and forced her way in so she could puzzle out my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's tongue on my button while Michael slowly fucked my ass trivial by slight. Going deeper. Into the bad place. With my Mom licking my cunt. Are you kidding me ? My mind was spinning in circles as crazy thoughts went through my head. Mom 's licking my cunt ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't scare me. In fact I want to. And I want to absorb her tits, and for her to nurse mine, and I want everyone to suck my titmouse. And I want 20 guy to stand in a circle around me and flick off on me and continue me in cum, and Mom can lick it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT fuck ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inches inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Jesus Christ I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her head bashed a piddling, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered back talk. God, I taste beneficial. I thought. I 'm such a slut, I also thought. Mom reached back down and finger fucked me in clock time with Michael 's accident. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in hotness. Speaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you cease for a second. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, fuck me pooch trend. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely evacuate feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a moment, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' sister, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal input for this. tell you what, I 'll lay down on my rear, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your header down there. This way I can drub your slit while he fucks your ass. You 'll be fine this way. ``

Okay Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her head as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot tongue inside my purulent lips and on my clitoris as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be o.k.. ``

Michael worked his way in between my legs and Mom 's shoulders and arms, and got ready again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a minute or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's turncock, I just know that I was feeling a little lonely just sitting here on all tetrad with nothing to do. Suddenly, Mom 's lip was back on my cunt and Michael 's cock was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my eff 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, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my cunt hard into Mom 's face. I do n't hump how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My facial expression landed right in Mom 's bare pussycat. Her reckless smell wafted in my nose, her juicy mouth covered my cheeks. Without any prior history of touching a female child, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her lips, sucked her clit, buried my facial expression between her folds, smearing her juice all over my aspect. I ate my Mom 's kitty-cat 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 boldness even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to contain ? '' He teased.

I turned to await at him. All sweaty from head to toe, his heftiness gleaming in the twinkle, 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, decent is enough. Lorrie, you write like a girl. Too much of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a couple of professional lesbians. Lorrie 's ass was so tight, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of path, but you could see a little, well it was fucking awesome. This was better than any daydream I could have concocted.

I thought the only thing to micturate this better was a niggling ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each smack echoed in my niggling room, and each slap was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to search at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's twat succus, her hair stringy with elbow grease, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to gaze into my eyes, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her caput jerked but she held my gaze, until finally she slumped back down on top of Mommy like a rag doll.

I fucked her hard for a few Sir Thomas More strokes, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In second gear, I came too. With a wildness, my cock trembled and shook and I emptied my raging sperm deep inside my baby missy 's ass. Wave after wave, guesswork 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 muscular tissue after running a long way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a nice surprise.

From her gaping son of a bitch, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting back talk. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her backtalk closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her cover. Then Gayle bent down and, with her bridge player, opened Lorrie 's mouth. Gayle slowly opened her own oral fissure, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her mouthpiece into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum clod for a few moments before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a long time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, utterly spent. My rooster lay there like a dead soldier, or more like a complaining soldier. 'No Sir Thomas More, let me rest !'it seemed to say. Hey minuscule 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 dope against me and draping their ramification over parts of me. I mentioned water again, because I never got any the commencement time. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two glassful for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. tercet can be hard sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt tactual sensation. Mix in some Mother/Daughter stuff, and I did n't sleep together 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 shag tit right wing in my face. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okay. 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 peachy night of my life. ``

They both squeezed me tight. We drifted off to sleep, each jade and satisfy and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio blared. `` Michael ! supporter ! We 've got fellowship ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my warm slumber with my two babes, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a c zombies at to the lowest degree ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! fall on ! ``

The girls were already moving. `` Full geared wheel, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the jeep ! ''

Sounded like the shit was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm shielder, scramble guard duty, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to main street, arm hot and ready to go. In nastiness of the danger, there were a few smirky spirit passed back and forth, variety of like `` Yeah we 're going in to battle, but the fucking sure was fun last night ! ``

I rounded the quoin a few C yards from hardware storehouse, where everybody was holed up. zombie crowded around the front room access. Yeah, at to the lowest degree a c. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a dip in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't desire to just shoot them. Then they 'll swarm us. This is like some kind of damn herd.

We had checked on the tuner. Our people were trapped, but not in immediate risk. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding potent. Erin had climbed out the window onto the window dressing roof.

rightfulness by us, next to Mountain real estate, was Jim 's Fix It Shop. I looked in the window and saw a bunch of tool and broken TVs and other shit. And conducting wire. Spools of wire. I can do something with this ! The Dynamic Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the store and got the spool. Zed was in use making noise down the street, they did n't hear me.

'' telephone call Erin, tell her to maintain it up, retain their attention. ``

I had Gayle thrust us closer, about 75 yards from the nearest Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my live mag. I 'll just wave at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, Sooner would be dependable ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, locomotive engine idle, ready to wrap. I mean, bad came to worst, we could just repulse into a few of them, then labor around town as they followed us. circularise them out some so we could engage them a few at a meter. But I wanted to try this telegram thing first.

I undid some wire and wrapped it around the nearest streetlight. With pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a understructure off the earth. I crossed the street and tied the conducting wire to a streetlight on that side, also about a understructure off the ground and as tight as I could make it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the following street lamp about hundred feet away, and tied another part of wire across the street about a infantry senior high. Did that four more than times.We checked around, no izzard had snuck up behind us from the main route. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the Jeep 's horn.

Instantly, about half the floozie turned to look at us. Blew the horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' Lady, be ready if this does n't do work. '' I was pretty frightened, actually. If this did n't make, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't know if we could hold off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The first Zachs got to the telegram, Foomp ! Down they went ! The Tripwire was working ! They just kept falling over each other ! Dumbasses ! As they spread out in the confusion, a few went outside the pole and the wire, but then those guy cable zeroed in on us in the middle of the street and hit the next wire. Down went those guys !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. Balance and coordination are not his thing. Depending on their condition, it can take 30 seconds, a minute, even more for them to get upright again. Those that did, fell down on the next wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick joke. After a couple minutes, with still a dyad wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to meet them. We had our AR-15s slung on our backs, I had my transfix Crovel and Lorrie had her long poker stick.

'' I got the first base one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this dead cat head. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's stay close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't need to get surrounded. But it was n't too probable. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the pressure reduced on our people in the building ; they staged a murderous breakout and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his dead point, making certain he was re-dead.
well, the olfactory perception was fucking atrocious. And now we had 147 bushed hombre in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The male child, Wyatt and Morgan, looked a little sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some euphony last Night. You know, just having a little party. It was pretty recently, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. side by side thing we know a few of these hombre started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the first light ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this morning, they crashed through the ice doorway, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a way, all we had was my pistol, radio, and my six powder store. ``

'' What did you use to weaken out ? '' I asked.

Sir Thomas Wyat jumped in. `` We busted up the furniture, got some good board. Erin shot the first few, then we beat the rest down until we could get our weapons. ``

I was form 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 passing by on the main road. They heard the medicine and decided to come take a looking. I read about the herds a few solar day ago. When Zed has no stimulus, he just sort of bandstand 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 intention. He does n't require to miss out on the natural process so he follows him. Zena sees two of her friends charging ahead and says yeah infant, I 'm with ya ! Next thing you know, 147 utterly shitheads are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't stop now !

well the Tripwire worked, got ta do more of that. We got ta get our defense mechanism up. We ca n't just have these guys storming our Town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the rest of the day cleaning up. The other remaining townsfolk came out to help, too. Picking up all in Zeds is severe work. We dragged them all about a quarter mile down principal street, down malarky. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the truckage and dragging, Holy Writ got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that mama Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some scathe 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, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a short scathe, after all, Erin helped coiffe this wholly matter ! Now she seemed a little pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really throw any prescript right now. Except for the chump prescript, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to leave. But, well, normal 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. Morgan and Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the passion stage yet. '' They made singular motion of wiping their brows in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, chill out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

People seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said early on, I needed to keep an eye on my step with these girls, or they may all turn on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to solve. `` Nice speech. ``

'' Yeah right, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the girls ? It 's okey. I just want to know. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the substantial world, you would be my number girl of all meter. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are unmanageable prison term and we ca n't afford to have everyone pissed at each other right now ... ''

I grabbed a duad of perfectly feet, Lorrie grabbed his hand. 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 more sex with you. A lot more. I am in passion with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to work out an arranging here. I 'll think about it. ``

Okay, I thought, believe on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry. I 'd suck your tool right now, except it
probably has zombie muck on it ! ``

'' Hey baby, I never got to puzzle out 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 approximation for tonight, though, Big dada. You might like it. ``

She was powerful, I did like it.

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Chapter 14 - Group Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my multitude together.

'' Hey guy rope, serious oeuvre today. Let 's get cleaned up for an other dinner party up at the house. Then I want to let a strategy session, we got ta do something so this does n't happen again. '' We piled into the trucks and headed up the James Jerome Hill to my shack.

After we all got clean and shiny, we had a overnice repast of transcribed spaghetti and meatballs, green edible bean, and pears. Ok, so it was n't all that squeamish. But it filled us up and did n't take in long to micturate, so that was soundly enough.

'' Ok folks, '' I began. `` We need a rampart. I propose we start with the cars in township. There 's ... what, a couple hundred houses here, and only about 15 reside. Let 's take the cars from the rest of them, line them nose to tail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our lilliputian valley to the other end. That way, the snake god will probably fall into the ditch, and we can help with that too, and then they wo n't be capable to go up 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 logic gate. We 've got ta drain all fluids from the cars and make unnecessary them in barrel. Take out the batteries, ignition conducting wire and stuff, anything useful. That should take several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that piddling welding shop down south, see if that guy is alive and facilitate him out. We need him. When we went past him concluding clock time, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big plan is to build the 'Sanchez Pit of last'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the credit rating, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll need to go about 40 miles north and see what 's up with the truck intercept there before someone else gets to it. motortruck mean stuff, hopefully intellectual nourishment, and god knows what else. hand truck also mean shipping containers. We need those to build up incline for the Hector Hevodidbon Pit. And we can use empty house trailer to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another span hours, working out the contingent of the car wall. That was the most important thing. We did n't feel like leaving the town without having it be secure so that when we returned the Ithiel Town would not be full of snake god. We also assigned people to particular jobs. Gayle and Lorrie would expend at least 2 hours a day learning herbal medicinal drug and ex doctoring. Erin would become our inventory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top chassis. Tina and Payton were to become farm specialists so that get fountain we would be make. The couples of Masters and Dr. Johnson would form on fortifying the wall, building watchtowers, and any other strong-arm security matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinks. It was estimable to relax, knowing we had a architectural plan for our security.

After a couple to a greater extent 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 Porno on the living room TV ! ``

Most people laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm serious ! I 'm going to my room for 15 second for some last minute cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch some dirty movies.

'' Anybody is receive to join. If you do n't want to, that 's mulct, no worries. Maybe just stay in your room, or you guys can go back down into townspeople to your storage. Again, no scathe, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get cook to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my way, you could hear a pin drop.

I turned on my tunes box so I would n't listen any conversations or bitching or moaning or crying. Then I proceeded to brush my teeth, do some final exam cleansing and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a TV was hooligan. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old schoolhouse. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a pair of swither pants commando trend, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the moving-picture show, nobody 's here. Really ? cypher ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll watch it anyway. I started searching through the server to get the picture show up. Just as I got it going, I heard a young lady 's voice shout out from the binding :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... March ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the cadence. Erin, the Little Tiger, is the squad leader. She called out as they marched out, exclusive file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the Marines !

Out came the sorriest looking squad I ever saw. Also, the aphrodisiac. Erin called out the metre phone call and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sense in lookin down )
Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! ( Ai n't no Zombies on the priming ! )
Killin zombie spirit all day long ! ( Killin automaton all day long ! )
Gon na bring in me big and strong ! ( Gon na give me big and firm ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Sound off ! ( 1,2 ! )
Sound off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to keep a square look. This was so cool down !

The scout group was now arrayed in front of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All scout troop present tense and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, Sergeant ! Was there, uh, a problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' provision issue 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 cable, police sergeant. ``

'' 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 teacher, a gracious flannel push-up bra which accentuated her substantial tits, and scrap boots.

'' gasp, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that smell ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' fountainhead, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the next girl, Lorrie, who had on a camouflage tee shirt. That was it. And the jersey looked like it was having a hard meter as it had a few strategic rips in it. Lorrie looked at me and smiled.

'' Soldier ! '' I mock-yelled. `` Are you eye-balling me ? ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' You ca n't do that ! ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' Drop down and give me twenty ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 sucking ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my exertion, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard rooster completely in her rima oris. She got a few strokes in before it got too big for her. By the sentence she got to 20, I was at entire attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your story ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a mordant G-string and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a chain around her neck opening, resting comfortably between her luscious boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't feature a story ? ``

'' drop curtain and give me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not real number imaginative, not a big talker. But she 's a tough doer and she fucks like a race horse. Christ, I thought. And a good cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the police squad called out in unison.

'' back in line, private ! Ok, you two, what the screw ? ``

Lizzy and Wyat were handcuffed together. Sir Thomas Wyatt had on pants, which was good. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' carnival enough. Prisoner Wyatt, drop and give me ... no delay, commit her 20 ! ``

Sir Thomas Wyatt eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's cunt. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to number ... alright you 're done. tending ! '' Wyatt got up, his backtalk and chin glistening.

'' nanny ! '' I said to the succeeding somebody, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hair. She also had a two-inch wide patch wrapped around her chest at the mamilla line. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' Step Forward ! '' nanny Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look goodish, why the patch ? ``

'' Sir ! Just experience this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my first base aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' Bend forward ! '' I commanded. `` Stop ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, defenseless ass, 10 times. Not that hard, but her impudence got a little pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I take 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 Sir Henry Morgan. She had a dog taking into custody around her neck, with a chain of mountains held by John Pierpont Morgan. Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very small-scale in her long sleeve army T-shirt.

'' Let me guess ... Another captive ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' Lewis Henry Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him think, Sir ! ``

'' That 's what I thought. Better give him 20, though. Now ! ``

She eagerly ate his cock up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the group called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. period. smash it off ! '' I yanked on her concatenation slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a lucky sumbitch, Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had makeup on, and was fully dressed in a sexy way ; Nice white-hot blouse, tight grim chick, grim fishing net, high gear heels. shit if she was n't the aphrodisiacal 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 dissenter ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class Fighting Joe Hooker, Sir ! I want to get fuck ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did most everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at ease. Troops, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. Leisure time starts in 5 hour. Those who want to be useful will give me a drink. police sergeant, dismiss the squad. ``

'' Squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premises at 0800 tomorrow for work detail ! Consume accordingly. Any malingerer will be shot ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the sofa as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my sweat suit and sat on the sofa. I was glad I took those 15 moment earlier to clean house up, had myself all nice and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV remote control when Lorrie came up with a couple of drinks.

'' Gimlet ? '' she asked.

'' My dearie, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat next to me. sorting of. She was more like sitting on me. Her firm tits pressed into my arm and bureau. I took about 4 gulp of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with potable and everyone mingled for a few minutes. cypher really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's idea, and we were n't coming through. I downed the sleep of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to occupation ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the couch, then I slid down onto the flooring. Spreading her ramification, I began to lick and kiss my way up her articulatio genus, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and momma Gayle sat on the couch next to Lorrie. It was sort of funny. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these lady friend. Many had lost their kinfolk, had seen death close up, were n't sure about the future, all that. So Gayle spent many a night hugging one of the girls as we watched a display on the tube.

So, this was n't any different, except now Momma Gayle was completely au naturel and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at mommy 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thigh as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my prize. Lorrie 's hands naturally went to her tits, she massaged them lazily through her jersey. I could smell happy slight perfume stirring in front of me.

Suddenly, my back was covered in warmth, Kaitlyn laid her soft boobs on my vertebral column. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my cock and balls. Oh god, that 's squeamish. Always nice to accept individual lightly stroke your rock-hard shaft. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my lips across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her well-shaven outer areas. God I was in heaven, and I wanted this to be good for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my hands, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to see her eye. But they were closed in ecstasy. I felt her oestrus on my natural language as I continued to research her outside. As I passed over her opening move, the warmth intensified. I pressed my glossa down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot char lava covered my lingua in fantastic flavors.

I swallowed some of her juice down, mmm heaven. I looked up at her again, she was looking down lazily at me, almost like she was dreaming. She leaned forward an pulled off her T-shirt, thank god. I needed to see those teat ! My go forth hand went up to squeeze them while I licked my thumb and index to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her puss and circled around her clitoris with my glossa as my right handwriting began to tease her twat and ass with my digit. Her succus quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my tongue lightly on her clit, feeling the tough trivial nub under me. I sped up a little and added some imperativeness, varying my route as I tongue lashed her full bitch. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

individual tapped me on the shoulder. I turned my head.

'' My act ! '' 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 accrued juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's tits. I dove back in and tongue fucked her pussy. Back and Forth with my rigid natural language inside her steaming golf hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a twosome hour of that, I slid a finger up inside her as I worked my mouth up towards her rock hard petty clit. get-go, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some good pressure. The I gave it a few glancing clout, drawing moans from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my clapper firmly against her clit.

For the next ... I do n't know how many minute of arc ... 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 sphere into my mouthpiece. I struggled to keep on up with her flow of secretions, swallowing as in force I could, but I really did n't require to let her go. I slipped more digit inside her hot hollow, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her intemperate while continuing to harass her clit. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my head between her thighs, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bally execution as her orgasm ripped through her cunt and banquet throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me intercept after about a minute.

'' pa ! '' she gasped, barely able to catch one's breath. `` I ca n't ... Daddy I ca n't acquire it anymore ... Daddy ... ''

Haha ! No eff 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 waterfall, and then plummeting over the edge. Only to be on another edge, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a couple mo of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the last 15 hour, I had no estimation what was going on. I gathered that people were doing some sexy things, but they had all stopped in the last 5 minutes due to the amount of noise Lorrie made ! They gave me a nice round of hand clapping as I rose from between her legs. I waved to the bunch, tipped my imaginary hat, then fell into the arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, long and deeply, her tongue totally engaged with mine. I felt sound to rest a little, my jaw was a bit wear upon !

I sat back on the couch and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my inflexible putz in both hands and began stroking me. Her blondish hair blocked my view, but I could sense her hot mouth settle onto my putz as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on camion lovely, stiff nipples. These babies were huge right now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a problem ! Tina impaled her nasty cunt with my cock, at endure, and finally I had fucked all the women here !

Looking around, mammy Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her nipple while Kaitlyn licked her politic pussy. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the Masters boy, while her sister Kristin and Lorrie looked on with grave lust in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending buttons flying and her tits bouncing. Her buoyant little girls were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my shaft. Her mean cunt clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her hanker coming, I guess a putz in her twat and in her ass felt pretty salutary ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's font, surprising everyone with the amount of juices emanating from within.

Lewis Henry Morgan pulled his cock from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' side by side ! '' he called out with his and his Brother 's hard dicks at entire attention.

Kristin shook her head. I guess the ass was n't her thing. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boys positioned her over Wyatt 's prick, and then Morgan moved up to roll in the hay her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her tremendous nipple in my face. I sucked them for a yoke minutes, then got up and mounted her from behind. Her slit accepted my big shaft, no motion asked. Not quite as tight as a teenage girl, she still felt mythological. I gave her a severe fucking, slamming her into the sofa. Payton rested her face on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean and jerk of all those juice. I rammed my cock back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in ecstasy from her double-fucking. I do n't know how those Masters boys were holding off and not cumming, but good for them !

'' Anyone else ? '' asked Morgan.

Lorrie looked at me shyly, pleadingly.

'' Go get 'em, sweetie ! '' I said.


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Chapter 15. Lorrie 's Story, Part II
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Sir Henry Morgan laid on his rear with his cock standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hand and helped me let down myself onto Morgan 's cock. Wyatt stood by with his cock standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his brother 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No kissing, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can hump and suck up, but no kissing. Sure, I 'm down !

somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in township. Fingers probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something huge pressed into me ! It 's fucking Sir Thomas Wyatt ! I gritted my teeth as he entered my ass. 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 Wyatt squeezed my tits hard. But Deliverer, I was filled up. I pretty lots went limp as they pumped my pussy and ass. I could n't even mean about gripping a prick 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 delicate and punishing and wet was forcing it 's way into my mouth. I guess Michael could n't support it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three holes filled ! I could taste someone 's cunt on Michael 's cock. My mind drifted, overwhelmed with sex as cocks tried to get deeper and deeper into me. My cunt was on fire, my ass felt dandy, and I could barely catch one's breath as Michael 's immense shaft fucked my face.

Sir Henry Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the brothers. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. young woman flocked to the two boy as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the story and forced his way in between my legs, and he shoved his cock right up all the way inside my cunt. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that hurt for a minute. It was like he hit bottom of the inning, I do n't know. His stopcock was so thick, 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 drudge my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge dick swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the limit. I begun cumming as I felt his cum shoot into me. It felt SO COOL having his cock flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My puss clenched him back as my unspoilt ever orgasm swept through me. He ate me out about 15 min earlier, that was my scoop coming. But this one, even better. It just would n't stop. We continued to osculate as our common orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` Baby, get off me so I can get these guys out of me ! '' I loved the taste of his sperm and I wanted some. O.K., and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending little pleasure ripples through my intact pussy. I held him as close and as severely as I could. I loved him so much.

acquiring double fucked was not bad, but ... it 's goose egg like this. Basking in the after glow with your man.

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Early the side by side morning, Michael 's picket started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' shag me again, sister '' I half-moaned. I checked my twat, still a bit tone down. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my early script. I got ta get some juices going !

'' Babe, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't possess time to do you justice -- ''

'' ejaculate on, pappa ! '' piped in Mom. `` Give her a quick fix ! ``

Mom grabbed his cock and slobbered all over it for a minute. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my legs, and my pussy throbbed the minute he entered me. My clit was still swollen from last 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 strumpet ! ! ``

His rooster 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 rampart, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` semen here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard turncock. His salty cum tasted keen, meld in with my cunt juice. The hatful was apparently too much for him, mom and daughter 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 suit with Michael.

'' nooky Mom, and break 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 elbow room to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to position this car along the ditch. smell, I 'm not so good at backing up, ok ? I rolled the stupid Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this system where some of us moved car, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during armed combat training, all design go out the window when the first nip is fired. Well, the first crack, in this case, was one of the townies having a fit. Michael had enlisted their help, and all was going well. Until a couple of them got into an controversy over one of the other cable car that was owned by a dead person.

It seems that both of these old guys were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. Well they got into a fight about which of these bozo should get her car. See, Michael had said we should keep any 4-wheel driveway vehicle, any Priuses or other hybrids, any vans, and maybe a yoke of libertine cars if we found any. And we let the living folks keep whatever cars they had. But we needed the quietus for the wall.

So Lady Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le sabre. It had some huge engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to keep it. The line of reasoning got large, fists were thrown, people pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from township and beat back it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was fine, compensate up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the pellet came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the ugliest the great unwashed I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was Sir Thomas More of a glancing blow and my Lacrosse helmet blocked most of it. I was n't knocked unconscious, but, as they say, I got my `` bell round ''. Two guy grabbed me, tied up my hands with those pliant zip-tie thing, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their truck they had hidden behind some trees. They jammed me between the two of them in the front seat. Jesus Christ I had a headache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't seem to have showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My name 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your public figure, hot stuff ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, oleaginous hair and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking black guy, did n't look as bad, but still pretty dirty and grimy.

'' Fuck you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' Well, is n't that nice. Fuck-you, it 's nice to encounter you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy tooth and greasy face.

'' Jesus ! '' I said. `` Do n't you guys bathe ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? Rape me, for sure. Then kill me ? Do n't toss off me now, I 'm in love !

'' FUCK ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about twenty minutes up the road, the unscathed time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the thing he 's going to do to me. The driver was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed soaked or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this train, and a shooting iron, and bullets and stuff on a vest while Tom did n't have anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the whole thing here.

We slowed down at a turnoff for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big Trent says you can pee. '' But Tom slowed down.

'' I 'm going to pee in your truck right now if you do n't let me out. ``

Tom stopped the motortruck, right at the crossroads. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how River Trent is about the hand truck. ``

'' Shut up slave ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the guess, not you ! ``

secrecy for a moment.

'' I 'll let you watch '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me liberal or I 'll fall over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her loose, slaveboy, and watch out her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me liberate, and I stood there for a moment. I could see Robbie had a hard on from rubbing my knocker and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my direction. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my hair and posed a little, letting my long hairsbreadth fly in the snap. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a shrub. Perfect.

'' come on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my U. S. Army trouser, pulled them down and exposed my raw pussy to this flaming asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squat, and ... aught, at inaugural. Finally, I closed my eyes and tried to relax, and then I let it fly. The real trick was not to get it on my pants. Robbie stood empale. son of a bitch. He undid his fly and began stroking his hard minuscule rooster. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't mention the size of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't be active ! Do n't hold me shoot you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't shoot her, you 're not supposed to even touch her or Trent will toss off you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his turncock with the early hired man. Damn pistol 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 shot his load onto my knocker and bra.

'' Alright, come on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my pants up. My tee shirt soaked in several places through from his objectionable cum. They got another zip-tie and stuff me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot enceinte than our little one. We stopped after a couple min near a gigantic funnies promenade that had a Walmart in it. A large plagiarizer flag flew from the top. The big store had hundreds of necros around it.

'' menage, sweet home ! '' announced Robbie.

'' semen on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bonds and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the roof of the flight strip promenade. From there we walked a yoke hundred yards til we got to the Walmart roof. There were about 6 or 8 armed guy up here, but they were n't doing anything about the living dead trying to get in down below. These guy wire were just hanging out. And staring at me, but cipher said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` Back off ! ``

We climbed down some stairs at the rachis, down to the storeroom of the Walmart. They led me through to the main floor, some light filtered down from the skylights but the visible light 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 cases, sitting in an easy chair like he was a magnate on a throne. A au naturel woman kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy legs. A duad guys stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift footprint. Tom followed some length behind.

'' wellspring, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a band 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 piece of ass, not this bullshit you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the female child who had been at his side. She whimpered and bowed her head low.

What an bastard, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty offspring thing ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trent glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your gens, love ? '' he asked me again.

'' Fuck you ! '' It was all I could recall of to say.

'' Ah, rebelliousness ! How decent. Well I 'm sure we can beat that out of you. Or fuck it out of you. Lots of men here ... they 'd all like a crack at you. Wait a second, what 's this ? '' Big Trent River had lifted my hair and saw a large contusion near my tabernacle. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetie ? '' he asked.

'' From whoreson over there ! '' I pointed my head at Robbie.

Big Trent got very quiet. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, wintry in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a little tap -- ''

'' A little tap ? '' Big Trento asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And depend at these bosom ! They look literal. Are they ? ``

Big Trent squeezed my boob for a few moments. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the fuck ? '' he asked in shock. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his hands in horror.

I told him. `` whiz over there jacked off on me and shot his stinking cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent looked to Tom for check. Tom nodded his headland 'yes .'

Big Trent 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 liberation of potatoes, his school principal twisted at a weird Angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. puff his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, take off talking. Where your from. What 's your setup, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to guess of something to say. I came up empty-bellied. `` I do n't feature lots to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to vote down you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My Daddy. He will kill you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big River Trent thought about that for a few moments. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, tell me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up gondola, like a paries. Down in Larchmont. That 's that flyspeck town a few Admiralty mile south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a couple men, band of miss. They had a couple guns ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're fair. Very clean and jerk. They got their shit together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to peeress wear, get her something else to put on. And get some wipe and clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to verbalise to me, real number soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to come with him. We passed a guy walk towards Big Trent River who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy brass, beady eyes.

As we got to the ma'am section, Tom relaxed his clasp and looked around.

'' Look, '' he whispered. `` I 'm sorry. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, snap up a shirt. They 'll down my family line if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your knife back. I took it from that blockhead when we fed him to the deaders. Hide it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. Wait til it 's dark and thing quiet down. Too many guys around now.

'' But, it 's really just River Trent and his crew. The rest of us are prisoners, or scared shitless, forced Labor kind of affair. They make us kill the deaders at the forepart, but just with rakes and digger. Still, if your man comes, we can assist out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my daddy IS coming. When he does, stay out of his way. I 'll try to keep you safe. ``

Tom looked at me like I was looney. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in action. He 's all chill and stuff, until the shit gets going. Then he turns into this major hard-core killer whale. It 's almost scarey, but it 's also totally aphrodisiacal. And he 's going to save me.

At least, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, besotted. I could n't get anything even remotely escaped. Big Trent questioned me for, I do n't know, maybe like an hour ?. He wanted to know the layout of our home, how many people we had, how a great deal intellectual nourishment, how many gas pedal, everything. He threatened, hurt me a little, I held out a recollective time. Finally I gave some dogshit resolution. I told them our stronghold was some of the business firm right by the road. I told him we were almost out of food. We had 5 search rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each answer, I held out. Trent punched my stomach. Slapped my legs. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy time. Come on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright Sweetheart, '' Trent River 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 River pulled out a Brobdingnagian knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about mother fucker myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my fount, between my knocker, I trembled.

'' You told me the hale truth, right ? '' he asked. `` nil but the truth ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the avail, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent River had a wild expression in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it encompassing open. He cut through my bra. My pinhead flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the guys on the roof are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and curb it out. '' The firing increased above us. Trent felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to cast up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your daddy, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More stroke sounded, and one of the skylights shattered. right-hand near us.

Suddenly, a body flew through the skylight and crashed about 20 metrical unit away. The head was shot and he was a wad from the fall, but you could tell by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! diddlyshit ! What the nooky ! Sir Angus Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another trunk came through the skylight, Trent and his guys fired everything they had at the hatchway. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped magazine and put in more than and kept shooting at the ceiling near the porta. Finally, cipher had any wax mags left.

This Wyrd scraping stochasticity emanated from the cap. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another body flew through the opening night and crashed down near us. One of River Trent 's guys. He must 've had 20 bullets in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still active !

Trent River and his guys were in a panic. They were n't ready for anything like this. All their mag were empty, they scurried about looking for more ammo. They finally found a case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another consistence fell through the skylight. Five. Shot to absolute bastard. They shot a few bout back towards the hole and ran out of ammo again. Trent screamed at his guys to find more ammo. 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.

River Trent pulled out a mammoth side arm, I found out later it was called a 'Desert Eagle'. A guy named Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random shots into the cap until Trent told him to pink it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my boobs hanging out. Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my drumhead. I, um, pee-pee the right way then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent yelled. `` See who these dead guy wire are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead Guy. Trent and Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to overhear mass of something. I watched Tom roll the dead hombre around, and saw him pocket a pistol. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` guessing in the head, amongst other topographic point ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't make out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

River Trent whirled in panic. `` How many guys were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his articulatio humeri. `` No shot now, I guess they 're all dead. Fuck ! '' Trent pointed the Desert bird of Jove at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bitch ... call option him off ! ``

I made a grimace at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the os frontale. It did n't pink me out, but it hurt like darn and made my capitulum spin. I could try River Trent but it was like I was submersed. I could hear him yelling about covering the rearward stairs or something. Next matter I know, Thomas Woodrow Wilson has a big gaping hole in his head, and Tom is standing there with a brutal expression on his face and a smoking gun in his hand. I guess he scavenged it from one of the dead Guy. Tom shot two to a greater extent bad guy wire before Big Trent fired on him. Tom was capable to duck down an aisle.

Trent River could n't tail him because he heard his gens being called. By my dada !

'' Trent ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be Friend. ``

'' Yeah right ! '' responded Trent as he ducked behind a push-down list of Coors beer cases. `` And how the fuck do you have sex my name ? ``

'' One of your slight sycophant squealed up on the roof, but do n't worry ! He wo n't ever squeal again. ``

More barb and yell came from various office of the depot. The 'slaves'were rising up against their masters ! So chill ! Trent did n't know what to do, or where to look, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll shoot your squawk ! '' Trento yelled. And he looked at me and started to point the Eagle at me.

Trent 's head exploded. I thought, I did n't know a head could just set off ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each other, guns pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to yell. `` You 're on the ... like incline ''

I blacked out.

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Epilogue
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I shot this shithead Trent right in his know head. I scanned for targets and saw this inkiness guy also shooting at Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was kind of hoping that he would n't shoot me since we both guessing Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the Saami side, and we lowered our weapons as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' top us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any more of these guy ? ``

'' I do n't know, I think my friends took out the rest up near the front, but I ca n't be surely yet. ``

Lorrie looked okay, she had a lump on her forehead.

'' hitch here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My name is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You advantageously, 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 toy dog and cosmetics to see what was happening. The suit of the ruckus became clear ; 20 or so hoi polloi were beating 3 or 4 the great unwashed to decease. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the captured female child ! '' They had rakehell and shovels and started advancing on me. There was descent in their eyes !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the corner, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's alright ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's poise. He just killed about 15 of our arse warlords. Let 's not kill him just yet. ``

As the situation defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some enamour rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to nobody in particular.

A bruised up gentleman, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the adult female and kids locked up in the nail salon following door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking piece of take a crap guard, does n't have a lot breathing time left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The town was swarmed early on by zombi spirit. 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 unscathed family was shopping at the Lapplander time and survived intact. For others, their loved ones were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` rattler '' showed up and easily took over the storehouse and the group. The rattler acted like saviour on the run, and were gladly accepted into the mathematical group. After the get-go Night, however, the Rattlers showed their lawful colors ; they enslaved everyone and began their reign of brat and assault. This went on for three workweek, 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 depress the bbl, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're very well ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't get word anything for awhile, I was thinking the worst ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the the great unwashed and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens next ? ``

Just then Tom and his crew returned, Tom holding tightly to a char and a small girl around his neck. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new girl ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the group. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't mind ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your freight train on the cap, which allowed me to climb up and into your Walmart here where, with the assist of Tom, we do n't have a Rattler trouble anymore. ``

I expected the survivors to be a niggling more glad about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our intent. Rightfully so, I guess. The go 'saviors'did n't work out so well.

'' Well, hombre, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These blockhead shot one of my people back home. Do you mind if we get some medical supplies ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the drugstore section. These Guy still had fully stocked shelf of well-nigh everything. Savior, I thought. care I was a little more mercenary in my way of thought process. I would take everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and little little girl still around his cervix. `` Look, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinarian. Or, I was. I could learn a facial expression at your person if you wanted ... Maybe we can knead out some kind of trade, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be great, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be able to solve out some trade between our groups, maybe even merge them together ... for our common welfare. ``

And that 's what we did.

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One Year Later
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'' Please honey ! '' I begged. `` For the love of God put her bolt down already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you mean ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling baby Jessie from her mother 's arm and breast. Carefully, I set her down in her crib. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a slight, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly large breasts lay against her belly, her left one still leaking Milk River. I pulled her out of the cradle and led her towards our way and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my finger's breadth to my sassing, telling her to keep quiet and not awaken the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the door. `` I 'm fag out from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't worry, this wo n't take long ! '' I ca n't sit in a room with her for very long while she feeds the baby, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My iron cock bashed into her legs as I grabbed her bosom and squeezed them together.

Milk gushed from both her mamilla like a water supply fountain, except this fountain had many dissimilar streams ! Warm milk sprayed on my brass and dripped off my Kuki. I opened my oral cavity and savored the sweet flavour. 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 pharynx, gulp after gulp. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the doorway, `` Did the baby poop ? Oh ... '' I did n't even calculate up. It was my alimentation time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the next thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a little. She was trying to get between her daughter 's wooden leg. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a little, so as not to lose my handle on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her face into Lorrie 's pussy, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I sort of lose track of time when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking tits, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't have intercourse how recollective it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the sentiency from my milk-sucking and her mom 's tongue-lashing took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiet orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` Fuck Mee-Maw. ``

'' dogshit 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you short squawk ! '' As punishment for this break of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's snatch, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's breast. Truth was, I think I had enough. Must 've been eight or ten troy ounce ! Gayle rose up on her human knee but kept her boldness buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's drawers, struggling to get them off. I 've asked her before to contract them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't remember ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old adult female, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening kitty brim. I was too wrap up for diplomacy and felt a slight selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and rammed my rooster in strong ! Oh yessss ... the alone thing that feels honorable than drinking warm tit-milk is sliding my stopcock into a hot and sticky pussy ! I looked up at my two hot mamas. Well, technically one mama and a grandma. But the nanna just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few hebdomad I can fuck my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too tender from the delivery.

I 'm regretful to say, but I could only last a minute or so within Gayle 's sopping wet puss. My orgasm was approaching, and there was n't much I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... pant ... ) need to delay hydrated ! '' I only had about ten irregular to go.

'' dedicate it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right next to Lorrie 's fount. Grabbing my cock, I stroked it a couple times and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot streams of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming mouth. Gayle 's body of work kicked in redress 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 clitoris into Lorrie 's erect and milky mamilla. Gayle came hard in just under a hour, mixing her cum with Lorrie 's milk. They both looked at me.

'' Oh alright, '' I said, feigning boredom. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and milk covered tits in my face. I revelled in the interracial concoction and my shaft recovered from it 's previous state of about 95 % knockout to completely rock substantial again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio call interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, come in Mustang. '' That was our house call sign.

I struggled over to the handheld. `` Yeah Little Tiger, what 's up. '' Erin wanted something.

'' Just letting you know that chopper flew by again. Looks like he wants to land. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't charge unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't shoot ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that cleaning woman down for ten fuck minutes ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' hurry up asshole. Little Panthera tigris out. ``

Is that any way to babble to her commanding military officer ? I did n't cerebrate so. She will involve some variety of punishment tonight. Probably have to tie her Down and make her watch me fuck her girlfriend Payton. Yeah, that would form !

I did want to hurry, though. We had seen a pearly go by a few times in the last hebdomad. They were checking us out. It was the Air military force or the Army, we could n't tell which but knew it was military.

The girls helped me dress in my expert zombi spirit killing rig. We did n't receive uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more virtual matters. They finished strapping on my gear mechanism and I hauled ass down to the fundament of Master 's and Johnson Hardware store in the jeep. They were going to follow me in a couple minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 animal foot away, the door cannoneer covering us. Some troops inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the hood of the jeep and stepped away from it. I made big pointing motions with my bridge player, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few hundred human foot. A belittled bag dropped out of the eggbeater and landed in a sight of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio wrapped in dirty socks and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' hi, '' I called, might as well vocalize friendly. `` Whatcha guys lack. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United state of matter ground forces. Do we have permission to shore ? I 'd like to mouth with whomever is in mission. ``

'' If your intentions are passive, Colonel, then make out on down. ``

They sat the Bronx cheer down in a whirlwind of junk and shut it down. After a few tense moments where we each wondered if we would germinate at each other, I turned slowly to read I was unarmed. Erin and the victor brothers still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my the great unwashed had their weapons trained on the US Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and near me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, mayor, commandant, Captain, and founding father of this town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no involvement in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your guys could usurp a less aggressive position ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their accelerator elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' deglutition, sir ? '' I queried. `` A little of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a practiced idea ! '' I ushered him into the hardware store where Thomas Hunt Morgan quickly set us up with a bottle of laborer and two glasses. I poured us each a couple fingers worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen most of our area from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intent are with us. '' These guy cable had the amphetamine script, for sure. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and arms. But I did n't want to just devote 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 fair percentage of automaton trouble, but were fortunate to not devolve into amount anarchy. They still had over half of their troops, about 8,500 folks including kinfolk on base.

'' Most other induction were n't that lucky, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent city struggle. We 've stayed out of the big cities so far, just seems like too big of a job to tackle. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you shout out your contraption out front ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Sanchez Death Pit, you mean. Invented by an XVIII year old girl, who happens to be my married woman and female parent of my child. Anyway, it 's pretty simple, but very effective. You wan na involve a flavor ?. ``

We walked outside and found the meat cleaver guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. Guys were smiling and laughing, having a well time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your boys forgot to deplumate security ! ``

He shook his chief. `` We 've got about an 8:1 ratio of men to women, so your gallon here are a vision for very, very sore optic ! ``

'' Not going to be a problem, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not tolerate any variety of unwillful behaviour. That being said, we do have some VERY well-to-do women who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain moral banner. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my second in armorial bearing. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised paseo to get to the death pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his hoi polloi moved here from another town after a divvy up incident brought us together. We took over a truck blockade northward of here, arranged the shipping containers to act as wall and funnels, and to act as ramps for our automaton ally. We 've got a little Lynx rufus skidsteer political machine over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Andres Martinez Pit of Death ! By the way, we claim all right of first publication and earmark to that name. ``

The ground forces guy wire were stunned by the last Pit. We were currently in the middle of passively dispatching a somewhat good-sized heard of a couple K zombilators, at least. We mostly stood guard, somewhat out of muckle so the zeds would n't get distracted, and fired a spud every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot fall and tried to sputter over the container wall.

'' It 's so simpleton ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, elegant ! You do n't even call for bait, right ? You 've got bullet rising from the burning short, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few times, and we did n't have got enough multitude or ammo to struggle them one by one. We needed a passive solution, and Lorrie Sanchez came up with it ! I 've seen decent zombie films, although I never expected to be in one. But the people were always making dumb mistakes. They never had a place they could lock down and try and start over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any trouble with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a little confused. The fire might die down or a hiss might deflect them. But then we just ring this gong we got from a Christian church. '' I pointed to the Alexander Graham Bell hanging out in the middle of the pit, supported by a 2x4 structure. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacons, cop lights, to get their attention again. When it gets tardily, we have to block up the incline so we can strip out the trampled physical structure. That 's probably the braggy danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's mind was spinning. `` You could, wow, build up more ramps, dig a inscrutable pit so they always break, rig up lights so they fire in episode to create conjuring trick of movement up the ramp ... holy place shit, this could really work. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' well, sir, it does work. But yeah, you could enlarge it sure, you 've got big equipment, right ? ``

The Colonel ushered us aside and spoke to his men. They all seemed pretty excited. After a couple minutes he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you laugh at make me a list of what you need ? You 've got a good setup here and I want to see you deliver the goods. You 're going to demand Thomas More cultivated land than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with pure mirth. `` wellspring. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be nice. Ma devil and Barretts, and batch of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 Imperial gallon of gasoline, and tanks to entertain it. A few thousand MRE 's would help. What else. Clothes. Soap. Toilet newspaper publisher. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah fence ! We need fencing material so we can expand our farms. Capricorn, volaille, cows, and some more families, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' Mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okay with you, I 'd care to set up an auxiliary position here. Man it with 50 mass. Some Humvees. 2 Strykers. Medical laggard and faculty. And I 'd like to offer you a delegation as a Major in the Army Reserves. The post will be under your dictation. ``

'' I 'm honored sir, '' I said, my voice faltering. `` Not sure I want to be in the Army, though. I just want to rest here and raise my family line. No disrespect, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the militia. You 'll persist here and require the entire county, maybe even several counties. But you will live here. With our funding. Meanwhile, we will take your Sanchez estimation and liberate all of Colorado, and the country, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their eggbeater. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as engineer and intriguer of the new post. Erin fairly leapt at the chance to escort Cpl. Flint around. Poor guy, I thought. He does n't stand a chance !

I went back to the house and told the madam and the sister about the conversation. Jessie spit up a little, but I did n't pick out that as a disconfirming. 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 ground forces guys waltz in here and take over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about lunkhead that live off the government tit ? ``

well, SOB, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a salutary deal.

'' babe, '' I said, trying to sound hopeful. `` We have to connect with others. We have to get rid of these snake god. We need medicine, more food for thought, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my tiddler, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able to grow, and become something former than just semi-starving zombie scrapper ! We do n't have to go back to the old ways of pure greed and greed, but maybe we can make a wagerer world this time. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this tinker's damn up. I do n't want to be beholden to the army, either. But I feel the expert way to improve the world is to get involved, be the one on the inside and guide policy and alteration. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the rest of the globe dies completely ... ''

What the fuck did I just say ? I do n't require wild, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie fever, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't want you leaving us. Show the regular army how to ramp up these destruction Pits. But let *them* do it. You stay here, mister. That 's an order. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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quatern days later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'USA uniform. Already had a medal on it, too. Red, White, and blue stripes with a'Z'in the middle of it. I got several sets of camo also, as did everyone in Ithiel Town. But the colonel said I should get into this for my formal induction and address to the town.

I stepped out into the sept room of my adobe palace to see what the ladies thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

Friedrich August Wolf whistle. Catcalls. fist pumps. And that was from infant Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her elbow room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' routine around mister, '' ordered Lorrie. She and Gayle and Erin made appreciative noises.

'' It has to be done, '' Gayle said as she began moving towards me.

'' Definitely, '' added Erin, also moving.

'' Cover me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to address the troops in ... xv minutes ! ``

'' This wo n't take that yearn, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my uniform gasp and took out my hardening stopcock. 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 back talk and began to suck her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't ingest 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.

gossip welcomed !