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Chapter 1 - The rootage
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging cock. Her dishevel blonde hair partially covering her face she lolled her head from face to side as her climax wracked her stallion body. Her beautiful breasts quivered and shake like only big breasts can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her orgasm 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 than a rag doll. All she managed to do was gasp and moan as my cock slammed into her meter and again.

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

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 calendar month, although that really was n't my style. After my divorcement, I played it pretty fast and loose with the ladies. zero too deep, nada too serious, just kept it luminousness. If the lady was in to me, then, slap-up ! If she was n't, no worries, there 's more.

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

I squeezed one tit hard as my other arm supported me. Her subdued flesh felt wonderful in my bridge player. Just beautifully spongelike and yet firm, with very responsive mamilla. I pushed it up to her face and sucked her tit right future to her face. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own teat, 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 fuck her rigorous pussy.

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

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

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

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

'' Okay baby, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my shaft a duet metre and her puss responded with death-grip clasp as she came. I wanted to cum on her mammilla and face. I wanted to coat her entire eubstance with my sperm. I wanted her to have intercourse that she was very extra to me. I could barely contain my cum.

'' snap your tits, baby ! '' I said as I fucked her.

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

I stroked a couple meter 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 obstruct her face with her bridge player. My cum splashed onto her tits and a mate watercourse hit her blocking hands full force. Dammit, would 've gone right in her mouth, too. She turned her pass as far to the side as it would go. Still, a few stray bead and stir got through and hit her cheek and neck.

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

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

Christ, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The faucet ran for several minute as she cleaned up. Hell, I 'm surprised she did n't take a bath or a shower bath. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her hair, apparently so none of my nasty stuff would make out in striking with her golden ignition lock. Hey, she did have gorgeous hair's-breadth, but still, man.

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

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

'' Thank you. ``

'' Well, 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, recollect ? ``

Yeah, I remember. I also remember your warm-up snow job was weakly at best, and lasted almost a minute and a half. I was just so charge to experience 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 little pleadingly, I thought.

A selfish lover. So many fourth dimension it 's the great-looking women who are just marginal in bed. I guess they figure their looks are trade good 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.

citizenry should just have signs around their neck. `` I suck at cock sucking. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lick pussy. '' It would save us all a lot of trouble in the recollective run.

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

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

right field. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

I packed up my landrover with a gang of power train and headed north out of Phoenix, up to Colorado River. No, I 'm not telling you where it is, exactly. I do n't need a bunch of you masses showing up here, especially after all that 's happened.

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

It 's a cooperative venture between myself and three of my high shoal buddy. One of them, David, had this commonwealth above a little town. We decided it would puddle a cool lam. So we built a lowly cabin and took turns using it on weekends. We each contributed a sure measure of money each month for improvements and such. After 15 geezerhood, it 's pretty fricking awesome. The pilot cabin is gone. Instead, the topographic point looks like a nice southwestern adobe household. It 's rather deceptive, though, as the walls are 3 foundation of brand, brick, dirt, and adobe brick. The window are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are great for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's kind of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and hidden computer storage area where we 've got 3 40'containers of intellectual nourishment, clothing, supplies, weapons, ammo. Then, in the garage, we 've got a Unimog ( crazy, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater Rhinos, a two seater Razr, and a few motorcycles. I do n't ride the bikes, though ; too uncoordinated.

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

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` data officeholder '' of our chemical group. Meaning, I built us a network with satellite memory access to the 'net. I had redundant host and supernumerary persona to conclusion for years and age. division of my job was to download stuff, information. So I downloaded Youtube videos of how to make diesel fuel, tutorials on land, articles on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, goat milking, books on making whiskey, plus I ripped thousands of motion picture and stored them, too. We had a pretty good encyclopedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And smut. I downloaded lot of porn. picture and stories. guy rope got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all doom and gloom.

So I went up the Sabbatum after Claire. I got the solar panels out and set them up. Got out the aerogenerator, checked the stamp battery, checked the fuel levels, checked our H2O tanks ... basically made the home livable.

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

'' fop ! '' he exclaimed. `` It 's on ! codification Zebra ! ! It 's really on ! ``

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

'' zombi spirit man ! It 's on ! ``

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

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

So I assured him I would check it out. Reluctantly, I put the nearly short fish back in the creek, packed up my gear and strolled back to the cabin. I flipped on the browser to our favored 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 duet eld ago doing that. That 's not exactly a zombi Apocalypse. I called Saint David back.

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A Doctor of the Church. He said he saw a guy at the hospital cost increase up after a center flack. He bit like three nurses and orderlies. The media passed it off as a crazed maniac. ``

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

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

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

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. Zombies. If that 's avowedly, I 'll need more of my hitman. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my expect AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my wife, now ex. ( We decided to have standardized guns for piece etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's fine, but I want my 1911, my other AR with the visualise background, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other handgun, and more ammo, and some former crap. And, dark as well get as much solid food as I can while the entrepot 's are still open.

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

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

On the way, a story came on the radiocommunication of a different crazed man on a violent disorder who attacked three citizenry at a dead room in Denver. I pushed the Jeep 's gas pedal a little more.

After a grueling tripper base, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to keep going. I packed up dress, motion-picture show, gaud, camera, anything of value. I have a decent-sized off-road utility trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that poppycock. My jeep I filled with my torpedo, ammo, other weapon, my gold and silver rounds, all my tools, and arse of gas. Grabbed my local hoard of Cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour Super Walmart.

Now, we each had over 4 years of food for thought per person stored at the cabin, but it 's all freeze-dried and dry up poppycock. Not all that exciting. I wanted some good stuff if the humankind was ending.

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's canned yield. Filled up an stallion shopping handcart of peaches and pears and ananas. assume that out to the preview and dumped it. Went back and bought another cart of force out vegetable. Then I went for the canned pith like sweat, tuna, chicken, spam, chili con carne. Took two pushcart for all that.

Sir Thomas More trips for soups, vegetables, and then the loge of murphy stunner and alimentary paste smasher. Sir Thomas More trip-up for cooking oil, spice, and to a greater extent hooey I do n't even no what. At some percentage point, one of the doer started helping me so affair went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

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

I thought about it for a consequence, then spoke straight up. `` power be the automaton, Stan. You should get ready. Get some nutrient and shit. '' I tipped him a brace of hundreds. He was really helpful.

As I was checking out the finish pushcart, a unrestrained shout came over the loudspeaker.

'' code blue devil to lady wear ! Code blueness Ladies Wear ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the supporter dandy, Stan.

'' health check, '' he explained. `` Usually means some old lady fell. But could be a heart attack 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 ladies clothing section. Two woman staggered out from the wheel, heavy wounds on their blazonry. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The deliverance
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I got the hell out of scheme, err, Phoenix. When the shit hits the fan, you want to be start out or you 'll be stuck in traffic jams forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am William Ashley Sunday morning so the roads were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily laden Jeep up the 5,500 foot upgrade on I-17 to Flagstaff.

Talked to my pal on the cell, they were all making their way to the cabin with their married woman. Claire called, she sounded panicky. She apologized, and could I please admit 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 jazz off. I told her to go down on a tool until it cums.

Called my parents. They did n't believe me about anything. Dad did check that the room access was locked. suspiration. I 'd set them up with as a lot hooey as I could, but you can only do so a lot for people. They did n't want to come over from Lope Felix de Vega Carpio. They do give a shotgun, water barrels, MREs ... should last them a match months.

Went up to flagpole and turned east on 40, could see some fires burning in the little urban center. Went 50 some-odd miles outside of town, then found a side road to blot out and take a rest.

Many 60 minutes later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had slews of upheaval, though. Ran over 10-12 zombies. Shot a few more than. Saved a few living, for the time being, at least. Lesson for the future, firing your gun INSIDE a car is hazardous to your hearing ! The flick do n't prepare you for how loud that can be !

The little town just below our compound in the mound seems to be okay. The news is reporting illustration of act of terrorism on a big scale. No mention of zombies, though. Wow. Thanks for the just and balanced reporting. Do n't want hoi polloi to know what 's really happening. The websites are going dotty though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

David stopped answering his electric cell phone. So did Chris and Steven. Maybe the cells went down due to tycoon outages ? They are far too smart to get caught up in this crap. I hope. But then, I drove out of only one existent city. They 've got scores of metropolis to get through.

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

Two More solar day went by before the inaugural zombi showed up in Town. At to the lowest degree, that 's what I figured. I could find out the gunfire, and could see cars speeding about the home. havoc. I considered going down to assist, but, what can one man do ? There were one C of them. Plus, I did n't really make love 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 thirdly day.

Now, my Jeep Wrangler already proved to be a pretty good 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 army tank, 5.13 gears, offroad lights and knickknack, it 's pretty heavy. And it has a big ass bumper in the forepart which proved dandy at knocking over Zed and his Zed admirer. But for real survival, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 times stronger than the landrover, has gamy footing clearance, has four doors and a camping bus box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type vehicle, then they became available to the world. This one was originally a bidding and communication truck. We rigged it up as an exigency hand truck with a ladder, medical gear, flak asphyxiator, gun racks, everything we could intend of.

I put on my camouflage gear. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear. It has hard plastic pieces that cover the chest and back, forearms, elbows, upper berth arms. I figured it would be harder to get sting that way. Put on my chest rig which held my 1911 and 6 cartridge clip for that. It also held 8 mags for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my brand toed bang, shinny precaution, knee launch pad, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar gloves that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a confused United States Army man, goose egg 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 scattergun, AR, and a crush .22 caliber rifle.

Got in the Mog and drove to town.

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

Suddenly, shots rang out and my blessed Unimog was hit ! The shooter came from an upstair window of a house. I returned fire ( had my helmet on to protect my hearing this prison term ! ) 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 automaton that were trailing me. I stopped the hand truck and took off my helmet.

It was quietly. Too tranquillity for the Zombie Apocalypse.

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

The zombie moan. We learned to hate and venerate that sound. The moan seemed to be a `` Hey zombi friends, there 's meat over here ! '' sort of a thing. I knew more were coming soon. I heard some more zombi spirit moan behind me.

Time to go. I got back in the cab and was ready to turn the key when I heard several female screams from a nearby house. SOB. That 's also the commission where the moans came from.

I took the key ( did n't need to depart them in the ignition and have some unrecorded arse take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my vainglorious AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the theatre to investigate.

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

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

My first magazine emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the secondment one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the one on the steps. I then tried climbing the stairs, but it was broad of pedigree and Gore and really utterly zombies. The shout continued upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could hear some moans up there, though.

mother fucker ! Some zombie motherfucker grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a couch. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a pile of dead Zeds. The female screams continued upstairs, I figured I could down this devolve one later.

I ran back outside, started the Mog and backed her right up to the house, destroying the sentinel fencing and garden in the process. But now the top of the rear camper box was pretty a good deal in tune with the porch roof, which led to the second story window. Climbed up the hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch application, and I landed in the upstairs hallway.

The Z up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullet. The screech continued in a bedroom. I turned in to see a gal and a charwoman trying to concur off two zombies with chairs. A bunch of people were backed up in the corners of the elbow room. They were n't going to lastly a good deal longer. I reached over my shoulder joint and pulled out my Crovel, a small but heavy duty combination tool of crow-bar and shovelful. The excavator boundary are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw boundary and a bottle opener, so it 's reasonably cool. I hooked one Zed with the crowbar end and pulled him off the Thomas Young girl.

'' Cover your typeface ! '' I yelled to the female child. I did n't want her to get splashed with blood.

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

automaton moan outside. They 're coming in the household again.

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

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

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

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

'' Do you have any medical supplies ? '' she asked, desperately. `` inaugural aid kit ? Food ? What ? I 'm responsible for these young lady. ``

She was stunning. Her medium length black-market hair was a pickle. She was lousy ; rake and grime on her fount, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. Kind of Latino looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Ok, I guess you do cognize what you 're doing. Here. '' I handed her two replete 30-round mags. `` Watch the steps. We 're going out the cap here. ``

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

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

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

'' Good girlfriend ! shooting placement, do n't waste ammo. Somebody get my helmet ! ``

Blake, the dude of the lot, helped me with the downed girl. She was bleeding pretty badly from a wound to her back, her clothing was in whit. It was knockout to maneuver her because we were trying not to come to her backrest. The pretty lady was helping too. Turns out this wounded girl was her girl. We finally got alfresco, and saw more zombies. They saw us, too, and moaned. Just for fun, I guess. They already moaned once. Why are they still moaning ?

'' Hey ! '' I yelled to the sign. `` What 's that chick 's figure ? The hired gun ? We need her out here ! ``

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

'' okay then. Some of you barricade the step so we do n't get caught from keister. '' They started dragging a bureau across the floor.

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

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

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. Spot for her. William Tell her which ones are closest. shoot down the closest unity first, then put to work your way out. Here, hold these two magazines. Do n't throw away the empties. ``

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

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

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

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

Dropped out the mag and slammed another one in. Bam ! got the shucks fountainhead ! Then I jumped down on the land as we now had a lilliputian respiration elbow room. I waved down a distich girls, put them in the backseat of the truck as I started it up. Uh oh. Here comes an atrocious fucker ... Bam ! Went to the back of the truck and cleared that arena out. Bam ! Bam !

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

Not as gently as we would induce liked, we got the hurt girl down and into the camping bus box of the hand truck. The early girlfriend 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 strawman bottom with me.

We pulled out slowly, squishing beat headway and trunk as we went. The truck lurched and heaved slope to side as we listened to the sickening audio. Two or three days ago, these were moms and dada, shopkeepers, barbers, high school fry ... today they are just dead gist walking. This Earth sucks.

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

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

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

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Chapter 3 - The Arrival
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We got up to my compound. Locked the gate as I was certain we would have some followers. Found out that the detriment miss was Lorraine and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our little medical elbow room. Yes, we actually have a way for this. Like a tiny MD office. She was barely witting, but I got her to swallow some water and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help notice that, underneath her torn blouse, Lorraine had tremendous titty. Like female parent, like girl, I guess.

I told Tina to take the girls in the kitchen, open up some seat of chilly and pop out warming them up. Told her about the cornbread mix and butter oddball, 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 buddy Jacques Louis David was the Medical Man. He took all the Red crossing grooming and CERT classes and studied the books and horseshit. I hate blood. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of early people 's blood, either.

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

I cleaned the wound as best I could. Got out the needle and surgical seam thread, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lorraine had passed out by this clock time. My stitches would have got made the Frankenstein's monster wight flush, they were that bad. But they seemed to hold the cutis together. I slathered her with antibiotic ointment and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't avail but comment that no matter how pretty her mother was, this injured girl was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, eighteen. Jesus, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Gayle Sanchez. well, thank you, Michael. You 've saved my spirit 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 lips met in a gentle, chaste kiss. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a indorsement at the most. But we stayed there for several instant ... then I squeezed her a niggling tighter and our kiss became a little Thomas More passionate. She squeezed me back as our sass pressed harder against each other. I became extremely witting of her tit pressing into me, and my cock started to tighten up. Her external respiration increased, along with mine, our oral cavity opened a bit, and sure enough, our tongues met at the like time. She was soil, smelled a little, and her hair was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

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

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

We broke the kiss.

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

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

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

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

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

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

I needed another minute or two to settle down down. I mean, wow, what a buss ! She was so pretty, though. I thought of my story with pretty cleaning lady who ended up being selfish, and tried to get Gayle out of my mind.

When I finally came out, I was greeted by a beat of applause, then introductions and hugs and hugs and Thomas More hugs. But, I did n't really call up anyone 's figure that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty good looking bunch, and maybe a set of sisters ? Blake and the little girl returned to their bowls of chili quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really consume much in 3 twenty-four hours. Gayle and I joined in the eats session and the mood was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to stand for. Meaning happy. They were happy to be alive, I was happy to have some fellowship, better-looking company at that !

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

'' I 'll make out with you, '' volunteered Erin, the shooter doll. `` I 'll determine your back. ``

'' Sure, be good to have some to a greater extent eyes. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her face and hands. In all the confusedness and fighting earlier, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking good looking. Nice fiddling frame, a little over five feet magniloquent and not giant knocker. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other girls, she seemed improperly dressed for the occasion, but she did have some boots that seemed to fit.

We went remote and got the 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
barrel back down.

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

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my hired hand as she took the Crovel with the three inch spike on the end. She walked to the fence and watched for a mo as the Zombie tried to get at us. His figure tag said `` Jerry Bette Davis, Mountain Realty. '' His throat was torn up, must birth been why he was n't moaning. Being a new zombie, he did n't have that completely stinky look like you see in the film. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his eyes were all red and splotchy, he stank like shit, and his peel was turning that sallow, sick color.

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

She rammed the spike rightfulness into and through his left eye, piercing his brain. Boche stopped all his useless gesture, hung there for a arcsecond, then dropped to the ground.

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

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

'' Um ... yeah ? '' I do n't get it on 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 creature, and some got very horny.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Hold on, sweetie. Let 's empty that first. '' I did n't desire to get frivol away with my own gun.
She emptied the mag and the chamber.

She then knelt down on the ground with the rifle between her legs. 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 thoroughly. I got my thickening tool out.

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

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

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

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

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

'' You fucking GO Erin ! Yes ... you were a roll in the hay animal today ... you 're a make love unvoiced corps killer ... suck that cock, suck it suck it suck it oh piece of tail I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

I expected her to force back, but she did n't demote stride at all. She kept sucking my heavy tool as it began to pulse and throb.

Fiery stab of sperm exploded into her mouth, down her throat. She kept her oral fissure on the tip as her hand stroked me, coaxing out more cum and to a greater extent cum. She swallowed immediately to get 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 gasp and shook and squeezed her.

She hollered `` YES '' and yanked up her shirt to disclose her gorgeous titty. With my other manus I grabbed the rifle and placed it on her tits, she grabbed it and rubbed it furiously on them as I continued to stimulate 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 ... dogshit ... shite ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the waves kept cumming.
I spotted a zombie at the fence. I traded mitt so my right wing was now free to draw my .45.
Boom ! And the Zed 's head exploded.

'' sanctum FUCK ! ! ! ! '' Erin screamed as her climax seemed to increase in wildness. `` Do it again ! ``

godsend ! I fired at a tree.

'' FUCK ! ``

bunce !

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

gravy !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

Boom Boom Boom bonanza !

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

I dropped the empty pistol on the ground.

I was hard as a roll in the hay rock again. I had never seen such a carnal display in my life-time. I furiously stroked my cock as she watched. In a few seconds I shot a little encumbrance right on her gorgeous little titty. The sperm was less, but my orgasm was great. Holy shit.

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

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

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

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

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

'' I need you to make love me, Michael. Seriously. Aunt Flo leaves townsfolk in a couple mean solar day. ``

'' You make sure it 's all straighten out and I 'll eat your slit till you beg me to stop over. ``

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

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


- - -

'' Was that Sir Thomas More shot we heard ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear mechanism. `` Few more zombie showed up. Right at the fencing. ``
Some of the lady friend were all fresh and clean. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camo pants and t-shirts. A twosome were still dirty, waiting their turn. Blake was all scavenge too. Guess he did n't live about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a reckoner in this minuscule position over here. And I 've got a pad of paper. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's left of it. Why do n't you do ... five second faulting until everyone has a slam at it, then contain ten minute fault. ``

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

'' Anyone you want to correspond 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 girl, um ... ''

'' Lorraine. ``

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

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

'' Yeah. Probably due to my rotten stitching. Maybe we 'll put some tops glue on it to help seal up the wound. ``

One girlfriend shrieked. `` My parents are live ! In Hub of the Universe ! ``

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical checkup way and re-patched her daughter, Lorraine. Found out more of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in boulder, Centennial State. A mathematical group of 20 of the sorority girls had gone down to south capital of Colorado for a funeral of one of their friends who 'd been killed in a car chance event. The Service was at a funeral home and, during the Service, one of the other dead physical structure came out of the back room and started to bite folk music. This zombie bit five or six hoi polloi before they subdued it. The girls fled in panic. Gayle, the house mother, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to make their way back, massive dealings muddle developed as zombies and people ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their girls died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the girls on the bus.

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

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

They ran out of gas a couple miles from here, and hoof it it into Town. Not so slowly with panicked girls and high-pitched heels. In town, nobody would help them, the zombies were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned household with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

'' Savior. I do n't experience what to say. I 'm glad I took my helmet off at that minute. ``

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

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

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

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

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

I made the hot burnt umber, and put a big amount of Pearl Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a pic as the miss found spots on the couch with their pillows. Most were in my boxer shorts and my olive dismal T-shirt. They all asked what movie, but I would n't separate them.

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

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

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

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

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

As the movie played on, we started singing all the vocal 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 Reb Cash, too. Expand your psyche a bit.

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

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

The film finally ended. Had to wake up a mates girls to get them to their beds. I got squeeze and buss from everyone, even Blake. Well, not candy kiss, thank God.

I was going to log Z's in my figurer room. The regular rooms were full and, well, this was amercement with me. I got the air mattress out and it was as comfy as the beds.

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

I opened the room access to find ... one of the girls. I could n't opine of her name. It 's Kathy, or Katherine, or Katie Lynn or something. She was in my T-shirt and Boxer. Her head hung down, her face partially covered by her dark hair hanging down. She lifted her read/write head to me ; she had been crying.

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

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

I opened my weaponry and she hugged me, like she was holding on for dearest life. She cried quietly against my chest of drawers for several minutes as I rocked her. I did n't desire to ask what it was, I could pretty lots figure it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many supporter die, probably orphaned now ... still, my prick got toilsome because of a naked body pressed into me.

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

I moved my hand down to her rather plump ass, her soft soma so waxy in my impregnable hands. She moaned and thrust her tongue in my mouth, searching, exploring. Her hand went down to my cock and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her rear. In the dim light, I could see her howling bosom splayed out to the slope. Savior, I did n't sleep together she had those ! I went to suck them, but she stopped me. Spreading her leg, she whispered her only run-in to me.

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

I rolled on top of her, my rock hard prick between her pertly shaven leg. With just a little maneuvering, my cock found her pussy. I rubbed myself up and down her prick a couple prison term, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my cock was right at her strawman doorway. Then I entered her domain. She gasped as I slowly sank my pecker into her. I just pressed, let my weight come down on her. I drove my dick all the way in. 8 inch of love brawniness all the way in 8 seconds.

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

We kissed hard, she did n't want to let go. I grabbed her left tit hard, I did n't need to let go. But I could finger those feelings heading my way. And fucking this hot teen ( or maybe she 's XX, who the ass knows I ca n't even think of her public figure ) with her slickness cunt is helping the situation way too a good deal. No measure of football view are going to stop this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

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

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

The girl sat up and moved towards my cock, and found it with her oral fissure. She licked and sucked my strut clean of her and my juice. I 've GOT to find out what her figure is ! I do n't want this to be a onetime thing. The obvious dawned on me about this time ; she had n't cum yet.

I pressed her back down on the mattress and 69 'd her, but mostly my cock just hung in her fount. But I went to town on her pussy. I just ate her voiceless, and licked her hard, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my whole case in there. She pumped her clit against my glossa as I jammed most of my paw up her dripping jackass. I pumped her furiously with my flexing finger's breadth and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty cunt juices. I slipped my other deal to her ass and pressed in with my pointer finger. Her juice had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without warning, and without any noise, she clamped her thighs together, locking my hired man in place in her ass and cunt. I pressed harder on her button as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and kept my face right in there. I wanted this child to think of this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the full luminescence of the LED. She dipped a couplet fingers of her good hand into her cunt, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her mitt up to her rightfield mammilla and coated it with her own succus. With her left hand, she raised her tit to her back talk and basically made out with her own nipple for a min or so. She did the Saame matter again but to her left tit.

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

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

I pointed with my open up hand to my stopcock, to show her what she did to me.

She grinned, then turned and got on all tetrad, her twat and ass in unornamented view of the dim light. She turned her head back towards me and raised her eyebrows. She does n't talk much, but we seem to understand each other pretty well without the chatter.

I moved in behind her, preparing to mount her pussy. My top dog pressed into her slit backtalk, still wet from her secretions. She suddenly moved forward, out of range.

She turned and looked at me again, and shook her headway. This could only mean one thing.
'' You sure ? '' I asked. This was n't something that, in my experience, near chicks enjoyed very often. Certainly not Edward Young chicks.

I dropped down a short and played with her pussycat, getting my fingers wet so I could lube up her whoreson. I drew up as often saliva as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a hour or so I assumed the position again, only a little higher this time.

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

The caput slid right in.

She stiffened slightly at foremost, but I worked it back and forth a spell and she relaxed again. With some more back and onward action, I pressed a trivial harder, going deeper into this usually forbidden area. I did n't want to press to hard, though, and injure her or scare her off.

Next thing I know she just backs up into me, hard ! My prick swallow hole to the hilt, so thick up inside her.

She grabbed a pillow and collapsed into it with her side and sleeve holding it wet, her ass still pointing into the air to assume her butt-fucking. sentence to go to function !

With increasing intensity, I fucked her ass well. It 's different than a pussy, tighter right hand at the possible action but a bit looser once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

I reached around to frig her pussy with one helping hand and grabbed a big tit with the former and squeezed the son of a bitch out of it. Still not a sound out of her. Hey, I do n't require her to arouse everyone up but I also want to have some impact on her, bang what I mean ?

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

She squealed into her pillow. A petty. then more. Then a LOT Thomas More as I continued this relentless violation on her person.

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

The door to my niggling reckoner room burst open and someone hit the lighting, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent brilliancy. What the existent fuck ?



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

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

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

'' What 's the matter with her ? '' I asked, trying to snap off the latent hostility. My fuck buddy tried to dig a cakehole in the air mattress. She managed to hide a little bit in the mantle. Of course, by this time, a couple other lady friend had come out to see what the problem was. I started dressing.

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

'' What Gayle, follow on ! '' I snapped at her, probably a picayune too much.

With sudden steel in her interpreter and a coldness hard stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a fever of 103.6. She wo n't wake up. I looked at the wounding and it seems septic. Her external respiration is shallow and ragged. She needs antibiotics, or something. ``

Shit, I thought as I laced up my rush. I do n't ingest any liquid antibiotics, just pills. But you ca n't cause an unconscious soul withdraw pills and liquidity. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' somebody go get Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in town ? ``

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

'' Does he give 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 bags on them. ``

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

'' RFN ? ``

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

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

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll ca-ca a upper run to town. 5 minutes. Grab some shit from the Doc 's office. Back immediately. 10 minutes, spinning top. We 'll save her. ``

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

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

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

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

I scooped up my habitue AR and my partiality one from backwards plate. It 's got a red-dot visual sense that 's very handy in the dark.

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

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

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

We bounced in to town in record sentence. The Unimog is an awesome rig, but it 's not real fast, and it 's not substantial pipe down. I had outfitted my Jeep with some good Teraflex contribution underneath so we could handle the roughly road at speed with ease.

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

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

'' You can drive, right field Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no worries. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to support up to the office. I 'm going to turn on these rear lights to shine inside. Blake and I will smash and grab. I want you standing away, but right by the jeep. Keep it running. I need you to keep the area unclouded. But do n't shoot down until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes Daddy, '' she said.

What the nookie ? pop ? Whatever ... I do n't have meter to occupy about that.

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

'' Eyes tart, '' I whispered to William Blake. `` Keep sweeping the lightness. '' He had a flashlight, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undid the lock. We entered the office.
sort of messy for a physician 's office, I thought. Papers and shit were on the level, affair knocked down. Maybe we were n't the showtime to loot the situation ?

Blake waved towards the back, indicating where to go.

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

Stupid ... pudding head pudding head STUPID !

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

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a teenaged boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a immediate pungency. I could n't get my rifle to behave on something in away from me. I was form of sitting on my pistol, so that was no good. I punched him a couple times to stay fresh him away. But Zed never gets tired, or hurt, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar knife is on my chest of drawers rig, if I can just turn over it ....

Blake screamed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I hit my Zed so hard that his neck broke. He stopped grabbing me and I was able to push him off me just in fourth dimension to see the Doc bearing down on 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. Blood flowed out around his fingers.

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

son of a bitch shit bull diddly-shit !

Blake handed me the keys to the cabinet.

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

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

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

I rummaged through the cabinet as Blake tried to explain.

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV bags. I dumped out a trash can and threw them all in there. Then I grabbed several tube-looking things and as many syringes as I could. I also threw in some bottleful of birth control pill, and little feeding bottle of liquids that had drug names on them. I do n't hump what they were, I took them all. I looked at Blake as he struggled to speak.

'' Michael ... you have to go. Save Lorraine. '' He was a coward two minutes 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, Blake nearly falling off the sidewalk.

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

'' I got bit. You guys go. I 'm ... done ... I can feel it ... '' I did n't lie with what to do, or say. He was proper, of course. He was done.

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

'' You 're a brave son of a beef, '' I said, my spokesperson cracking.

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

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

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

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

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

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flare pass from the backrest of the Jeep and lit it. I tossed it a twain feet away. I made her drive away, slowly down Main Street without any visible radiation and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare pass would draw the zombies towards its ignitor, so they would n't adopt us home base. We turned the nook, and she punched the accelerator for home.

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'' We 're two minutes 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 can belt on, I do n't remember doing that.

I should have cleared the rooms before we passed them. I 've watched enough cop appearance and war movies to recognise that you do n't walk past a piece of tail room without checking it. Jesus.
Blake 's deadened because of me. I got him toss off. Then I had to murder him and exit him in the street, like a rabid dog.

We pulled in to our coordination compound and quickly got inside. Gayle anxiously took the glass basket full of drugs and began sorting them out on the table. All the early girls were there, waiting anxiously to see what was going to bump. It only took about three more second base until someone asked the inevitable question.

'' Where 's Blake ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my articulation sounding Weird to me. `` Get the pad over here. Yeah. detent on the server icon, right. dog medical exam, ok click the IV folder, clink that file, yeah mixtures. ``

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

She looked at me, my custody were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

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

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

I went to the main dining table and slumped down in a chair. The girlfriend tried to console me, but I did n't want any of that. Erin understood that. She moved them away from me and started to get everyone back to bed. It was right 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 Nathaniel Bailey 's that we partied with earlier and poured a generous spyglass. She put it in front of me.

'' Thanks. ``

'' I 'm not doing this to be prissy to you, '' she said, bluntly. `` I need you to calm the hell down and bug out functioning again. Now, distinguish me what happened. ``

I sat up and swallowed the drinkable 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 billet. We went by a way that we did n't illuminate. I got jumped, then William Blake got confronted but he froze up. The Doc bit him ... I shot the Doc but it was too late ... Then I had to shoot Blake ... ''

I put my school principal in my mitt and sobbed. That poor people screwing kid, he was only 18 or 19.

Gayle got my glass and poured another double shot.

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

'' Well, I should n't birth put anyone who 's that unprepared in that site. That 's why we 're getting up too soon tomorrow. We 're starting basic training. ``

I stood up to go to bed.

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

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her name. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not sure enough what your design is, but you better watch what you 're doing here. These girls are very ... tender right now. And you 're like some hero father pattern to them. catch your step. honest Nox, Michael. ``

I trudged to my way and had a terrible sleep.

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Chapter 5 - Basic
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Gayle changed out Lothringen 's IV bag in the midriff of the night. The adjacent morning, her fever was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

'Basic grooming'began with a lecture 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 hour of callisthenics and cardio.

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

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

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

'' Tina, you try it. '' The courteous thing about the AR, it shoots a lowly but knock-down bullet. Still, the kick on that is minimal. cleaning woman can easily shoot it without losing control of the weapon system. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

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

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few time. Erin grabbed my ass at one distributor point, but cypher saw. Erin was right there at my doorway last night when I pulled my cock out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't look to enervate her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to have developed a confused but still strong dislike towards me. Sorry love, one kiss does n't think we are exclusive. Although, she is so damn attractive. And sweet, and potent. Christ ...

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

The rest of the day was more preparation, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 all in izzard on your property ? We ended up fashioning these big bait out of some rebar we had in a shed. Rebar, that tops strong steel they use in concrete structures. We tied two roach to that so two or four mass could haul them across the primer. There was a minor indentation in the flat coat outside the fencing phone line, we dragged them over there as best we could. This ended up being the best intensity level training exercise. You used you legs, arms, dresser, marrow, everything.

I need these lady friend to be stiff. I need to numerate on them. We need to guide back our world.
fall guy stayed behind with Lothringen so Gayle could hold dinner ready for everyone, which was nice.

I really liked the busy bodily function all day. It sort of facilitate keep Blake out of my foreland. But in the eventide, he came back to bother me. A lot. The female child put on Legally blonde. No, not a porno, the one with Reese Witherspoon. I just was n't up for it, though, and retired to my room with a six-pack of Budweisers.

I worked on the reckoner, checked the gameboard for new info, put out some info. We, the disjointed few still connected to the Web, were trying to pick out if dying was caused by the insect bite only, or if it could be caused by transference of fluids. Like, say, a Zed dribble on you and it gets in your lip or eye or a cut. Nobody had anything conclusive yet. I said we should assume it 's conveyable without a bit, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George Romero living dead ; not really fast, not chic, drawn to smell, speech sound and motion, and eager for human physical body to eat. fountainhead at to the lowest degree nonentity has seen any feed zombies. Unfortunately, it seemed that any destruction was now a turn-into-a-zombie event. Not just from a bite, but a gist attack, too.

Then I looked at our supply, our soil maps, and tried to think of some program. winter was coming. We could n't plant anything now. But there 's plenty we should be doing. The briny thing was, we needed to clean out the town. But before that, we needed to get these girls in shape and properly outfitted. They were all wearing apparel and shoes that did n't really fit.

One more than day of training, then we 'll lay down a another high-speed dash into town for some stuff.
I heard the moving picture 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 diffused hug. She does n't cognise me at all, but everyone 's been filling her in on the Recent epoch events. Lorraine is ... really pretty. I mean, take your breathing place away pretty. She looks at you and you puff out your chest a little, soak up in your gut.

I had a couple generous shots of Gentleman Jack, and I tried going to sleep. But nothing happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my door again. Shit. My mind was n't in the right place for this. William Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the door open, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Johnson sisters. They were n't twins, being a couple years apart, but they had a strong category resemblance. ignitor carmine hair, fair hide, cunning little freckles ... oh man.

'' Yeah, girls ? ``

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

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

Kristin raised her arms over her school principal. Lizzie lifted Kristin 's shirt up and over her capitulum. 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 derangement about the 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 future morning, wondering where the sisters went. Christ, they were incredible. It 's the kind of thing where I ca n't pass on an exact play-by-play description of what went down, there was just so much going on ! Plus I was buzzed from the beers and the manual laborer. But it was something like this :

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

The two girls stood right in front of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pant, exposing her shaved pubic area. She raised Kristin 's leg variety of past me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the paries for support. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's body, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her component part. And all the while she 's whispering `` Look at these tits ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so soft '' and matter like that. I was concerned for Kristin at maiden, but she seemed to screw it, especially when Lizzie moved around to kiss Kristin 's cunt. I went from 80 % severely to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a couple of ternion before. And let me tell you, it ai n't like in the pornos. One of the girl is usually shy, and then somebody gets their impression hurt because they are n't getting enough tending or whatever ... nearly people just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two sisters, different tarradiddle ! Lizzie stopped eating her baby 's pussy and turned to buss me. Her hot, sensuous mouth was enhanced by the dripping pussy juice from Kristin. Jesus, kissing a hot young female child, who 's got her own baby 's juice on her lips, I was just melting. I was n't cognisant at the clip, 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 death chair and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my human face in Kristin 's Lester Willis Young puss alright. Her succus already flowing from her sister 's tongue, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my gentle assault.

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

Then ... Well there was rubbing ... and sucking ... and kissing ... and seemingly everywhere I reached there was a nice female part to wreak with or suck or be intimate. My peter was never not in a mouth or a pussy for very long at all. I remember at one head pulling my cock out of Lizzie 's goof and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's mouthpiece. Both of the female child just could n't get enough of each others pussy juices.

A bit later, the girls were sixty-nining, with my cock going in a hot pussy, and getting licked on the outstroke. holy place shit ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the time on all quartet with Kristin under her ) told me to jack off into her prick. I did n't really get laid her ass, just pressed the tip against her pickle and jacked myself.

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

... into Kristin 's mouth.

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

Kristin held my cum in her oral fissure as she licked her baby 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. Some ran down Kristin 's impertinence. The two girls entwined their legs and grind their pussies into each other, cumming severely simultaneously in just a couple hour. I forced my way from behind so I could try and lick both of their cunts. Nice.

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

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

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

Both girls wanted more. I was n't ready to oblige anymore. But I laid there, sucking soft mammilla while they masturbated themselves on my branch. I did cum one more than clock time ... but there was hardly any semen cumming out, mostly just dust at this point.

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

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After our break of day P90 workout, we ate Gayle 's flapjack from my dehydrated stash, and I talked about my superior general plan for taking back our little neighboring Town. Since it did n't depend like my sidekick were coming, I was going to use their intellectual nourishment, and hired gun, and other supplies. With all of us, We had about 3 years of food in storage.

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

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

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

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

'' No. I 'm serious.. I 've been doing a lot of thinking these in conclusion few 24-hour interval. 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 Angels, and they 're doing God 's work. ``

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

Hey, I 'm a worshiper in the U. S. make-up. You want to believe in the Big Sky pa, go right ahead. That 's your right, it 's role of the low gear Amendment. You want to believe in the flying Spaghetti devil ? fine. I do n't care. But your exemption and rights end when they impact my exemption and rights.

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

'' Patsy ... you can believe what you want to think. But, you are also a guest in my house. My design, for all the occupant of this house, is to try and get through this Zombie Apocalypse, and to keep living and kill the bad guy cable. I want to plant harvest, I want us to be safe. I want us to live. I kind of thought those were mutual feelings 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 coffee and the girls all started shouting back and Forth. Finally, I tapped my cup again.

'' Let 's see a show of hands.Who wants to try and hold out through this thing and come out the other side ? '' Everyone 's deal went up except Patsy's.

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

'' Well, we just ... wait for God to bear witness 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, '' fool said. Emphasis on the 'you 're'; full of despite. `` No, we have to hold back for a mansion. ``

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

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

More hollering. Gayle glared at me. Lorraine, or Lorrie as I was now calling her, looked at me a trivial damage, like she was being left out of something. Jesus, it did n't feel well to let down her. What the fuck ?

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

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

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

I came back with a gracious knapsack, filled up.

'' Patsy. first of all, I 'm dismal to possess infringed on your feeling. That was wrong of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

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

'' But you 've made it apparent you do n't want to detain here. So I put together a little kit here, '' I indicated the packsack. `` There 's water for three days, food, a jacket, boxing glove, matches, oh and a Word, of row. Let 's see, no weapons, of line. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

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

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

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

'' Patsy, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't bear someone here who I ca n't confide not to leave a door open on purpose. '' I held up the pack for her.

'' Gayle ? '' mug pleaded.

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

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

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

'' The noble is my shepherd, I shall not want ... '' Patsy began. She kept praying as she shouldered the pack. I helped her adjust the shoulder strap. `` Yea, though I walk through the valley of the tincture of death, I will fear no wickedness. ``

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

'' Surely goodness and mercy will keep up me, all the days of my animation. ``

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

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

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

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

BOOM !

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

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

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

bunce ! got him.

roar ! got her.

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

I hollered out into the vale, `` cum BACK ! ! ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We spent the residue of the day preparing our weapons, teaching the girls how to care for and make clean them, ran through more drills to illuminate crush etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the chemical group 's stash of standardize weapons. My buddies wo n't bear in mind, since they are gone ...

The humor was, okay. masses were disappointed with Patsy, but cipher 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 zombie consistence, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the girls about my plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` original 's computer hardware and Dry Goods '' computer storage. The girls need underwear, shoes that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these girls have existent big tits. And I need them to be able to run. Big bounce tits are fun to watch in slow motion when they run, but in a Zed situation it ai n't cool to have matter going in all directions. Got ta strap those puppies down.

'' I 'm going to postulate two volunteers for tomorrow 's excursion, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now bear on a 2d. I need people who are good injection, can move quick, and do n't heed getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two more ... Lorrie, sorry sweetie, you need more healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, asshole ! ``

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

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

So instead of a film that night, we all cleaned the arm and checked our packs. We loaded the Jeep with some trade good, like Imperial gallon jugs of urine and canned nutrient in case we found some subsister. Also some dry foods like instant white potato vine and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

'' I 'm grievous. We need to be up lustrous and ahead of time and set to go. ``

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

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

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with tears in her eyes. I held her shoulders, afraid to impact her back. Her white meat pressed into me. Jesus.

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

We got in the jeep and headed towards town.

As we headed down main Street, we could see the dead Zeds from the former day. Nobody is cleaning up the town. We stopped in front of `` Master 's '' memory board. Peeking in the windows, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the meth lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, movement. hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the store. I did n't want to just germinate and bust up the glass, I wanted to keep some integrity to the store. Talking to the girls, we drove the landrover around the incline of the stock. I took a set of headstone, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the landrover and went up the fervour escape to the second floor. I climbed in the windowpane and cleared the area. The other gallon came in. Okay.

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

I took two gradation downstairs, and was met by a Danton True Young man with a shotgun pointed at my face.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Ok. See ? Just a regular guy. Erin, girls. humbled your rifles. See poke fun ? We 're cool. Everybody 's cool ... Lean your rifles on the paries. Nice and easy. Yeah that 's it. Okay, now take off your helmets. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' And I 'm Sir Thomas Wyat ! '' said the other one, making trusted he got innovate also.

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

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

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

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

'' Well bozo, I 'm very sorry for your going. But we need some things for the girls. You fellas demand piss ? solid food ? ``

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

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

'' Boys, '' I said. `` Before we do any trading, we 've got to ... absent Virgil ... ''

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

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

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

The atmosphere lightened up then. The two sisters went shopping with the boys helping. For a icky low town, they had pretty good poppycock. I guess there 's a pretty famous trailhead up in the Mrs. Henry Wood, so they get quite a few hikers coming through here needing last second gear.

move outside caught my eye, several Zachs were at the social movement of the store.

'' Can we get to the clock tower from here ? '' I asked. It was just a little cupola kind of a thing, sitting on the ceiling of the second level. We climbed the stairs from the ceiling. A duo kicks and the clock fell out of the straw man. Nice view from here, we could see most of the Ithiel Town, now.

I looked at Erin. Her human face pleaded with me.

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

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

thunder !

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

roar !

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

BOOM !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

I pointed out a few down the former side of the street. Erin gleefully adjusted her position and took them down. One shot each. She 's a veritable crack shot, a natural.

She also had this excited facial expression on her face, variety of like the early day. She anxiously scanned for more. Fortunately, for her, former Zeds were drawn to the disturbance and came out to see what all the noise was about.

gravy !

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

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

'' You 're an awful shot, mantrap ! '' And I rested my hired man on her well-kept lilliputian ass.

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

boom !

'' Jesus ! '' she cried out as I resumed massaging her ass. She spread her legs Thomas More, inviting my hand to locomote down the fracture to in between her thigh. I stopped, but did n't let go, when I heard her do the big exhale. That meant she had one in her raft. After the report of the gun, I continued.

'' Reloading, '' she said. I took that import to pass on around her and undo her belt, then just shucked her camo pant down. She was n't wearing any underwear. She struggled out of one leg, so she could still travel. I rested my hand on her silky smooth nude butt.

Erin exhaled, I paused, and BOOM !

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

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

And I jammed three more fingers up her oozing cunt.

'' Jesus I 'm skinny Daddy ... so close ... '' BOOM !

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

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

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

I squeezed her clit in between my ovolo and digit, her minuscule swollen buddy sent shivers throughout her body.

windfall !

'' Fuck ! ! ! ``

gravy !

'' YESS ! ! ! ! ! '' and she came with sharp compression. Her succus literally flowed over my finger. I jammed my digit into her mouth, she licked and sucked down her juices and moaned at me. I pulled my hand out.

'' screw me, dada, '' she pleaded.

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my Daddy, '' she said softly. `` shtup me Daddy. '' Then through gritted teeth : `` Fuck me hard Daddy ! Let me kill these fuckers and fuck me, daddy. ``

Good Shepherd Christ, I do n't even have a daughter, but hearing her talk of the town like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a hurry. I lined up right behind her and shoved my hammer up her fast cunt.

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

She took aim some more. I paused.

BOOM ! She shot this adult female Zena in the head.

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

BOOM !

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

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

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

I fucked her as hard as I could while she tried to land up the absolutely Zach.

'' arrest it ! '' she giggled.

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

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

Erin rested the gun and took her shag like a champ, bucking her hips back into my stab. I grabbed and yanked on her ponytail as my throbbing pecker sank abstruse and deeper into her body.

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

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

'' dada 's picayune fucking whore ? Huh baby ? ``

'' Yes Daddy oh my screw GOD ! ``

'' You like pappa 's tool ? ``

'' Yeah Daddy keep fucking me ! ``

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

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

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

And I came inside her like a tidal moving ridge. I could feel her snatch wall declaration around my cock as she came also. Hot sperm met hot pussy juice to produce white lava inside her cunt.

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

'' Oh papa '' Erin whispered, I could barely pick up her in the light sunrise breeze. `` dad ... daddy ... ''

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

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

We traded view, 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 prison term. She was right, it is laborious to aim when someone is goofing with your sex parts.

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

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

Erin stood up and tugged me a little bit on the articulatio humeri. I set down the gun and kissed her passionately, tasting my cum on her lip and lingua. She held me so tight for such a little thing.
Reluctantly, we dressed. We ended up going through four mag. 120 one shot. With miss and on-purpose shots fired during sex, we figured we hit close to 100 zombies.

I pulled the petty two-way radiocommunication out of my shoulder joint pocket and put in a call to the house.

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

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The tall one ? Dumbass ! ``

Yeah she 's the grandiloquent one. At least six feet. But nicely proportioned. Very nicely proportioned.
Gayle keyed the mic again. `` How are you guys ? We hear a lot of shots. Oh, and Lorraine says to assure you 'negative Ghostrider, the figure is good'. What the inferno are you guys talking about ? ``

I chuckled out trashy while Erin just looked at me like I was stupid. `` All upright here. little tiger is quite the sharpshooter. The babe are negotiating for good as we speak. volition check back in 15. Tell Lorrie 'it 's fourth dimension to bombinate the tug'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

Erin and I gathered up our powder magazine and the vacate cheek shell for next re-loading. We headed back down the stairs.

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

Across the entrepot, about 30 feet, was a deoxyephedrine type about 15 feet long that held knife, field glasses, and other high up dollar point. It was also the checkout surface area with register and deferred payment carte du jour machine.

Leaning against the case were our two sis, naked as Cyanocitta cristata. Their blazon outstretched, they were holding onto the opposite side of the pillowcase. They were holding on because the two Brother 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 lady friend part.

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

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

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

The boys froze, and started to withdraw.

I think it was Wyatt that said `` Daddy ? He 's your dad ? Oh lie with ass fuck ... '' 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, boys. Come on Erin. ``

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

I found an area out back of the store that seemed to sustain moderately soft dry land. I said to Erin, `` Cover me. I 've got to dig a grave for Publius Vergilius Maro. And send for 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 stuff ? Did you and your dad ... you know -- ''

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

We both laughed.

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

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

'' Disappointed ? How ? You 're awful ! We 'd all be dead without you ! You 're everything ... everything I want in a forefather. And, the fuck is squeamish. Very nice. Oh shit grant me the Crovel ! Now ! ``

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

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

The zombie kid started to moan. But being small he did n't have a lot of end product. I do n't think any others heard him.

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

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

'' Sorry, papa. ``

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

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

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

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... pappa ... I do n't want you to be my boyfriend, or husband. I do want to sustain fucking you. And I love you, I do. But as far as long-term goes, well you 're probably more suit to Gayle. Maybe I 'll find out someone to resolve down with. Like the Dizzy sis have. ``

I finished covering up Virgil. `` Come here, babe daughter. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a short 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 company
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The master copy boys were dressed, but looked a little sheeplike. The Johnson sisters were beaming, their faces a little flushed. Must 've been a pretty good meter on the knife case, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out loud and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

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

It was form of a flatbed brim cowboy-type hat. Like Clint Eastwood wore in High-Plains vagabond and a few others.

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

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

sanctum whoreson ! So that was the price ? Well I do n't cognize if it 's okay or not. I had to conceive fast.

'' flavor, we are n't trading people for stuff. We 'll be very well without -- ''

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

Things motion quickly in the New World.

'' well, not so fast. This berth is very vulnerable. Glass windows all over, the backwards room access curl could n't hold back a seven-year-old ... '' mother fucker. What to do ?

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

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

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

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

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


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There was slap-up agitation at the house as the new male child were examined, admired, hugged.

But the Andrew Johnson sisters made it very clear ; these boy were off-limits. And they seemed smitten with the sisters, so that was proficient. Then the girls discovered their new clothes, and the shrieking was nearly intolerable. Shoes that fit ! Pants that fit ! Underwear !

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Ha, yeah. wellspring I 'm not sure I 'm too high on her list right now. She 's not so pleased with some of
the uh, whaddya name 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, trusted, love to make love you any where you want it ! ``

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

'' So yeah, just drive the patches through, without dinging the English of the barrel -- ''

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

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

'' Can you demonstrate 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 have intercourse prissy one that could very well post a thousand ships to war.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' It 's good ! seem ! ``

And she pulled up her shirt, and took it off and handed it to me. She quickly covered her nipples with her paw and turned around to show me her vertebral column. 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 nifty is how you 're doing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I held her gently on her take down pelvis. Her barren hips. Jesus Christ her cutis is so cushy and fond ...

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

'' Yes dad ? '' she said, ever so sweetly. My cock was struggling inside my denim. 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 close calendar month. ``

'' I do n't call up you 're a kid ... '' With a physical structure like that ? She 's all woman, all the time. `` But, you need to take it easy with that book binding. I do n't want any stitches to arrive out. '' I could n't suppose of anything else to say. I mean, mass are likely to come back at any import. Yes, I fucked some of the other girls, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' Arms up. ``

She raised her arms, her titty 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 arms, head, then over her tit until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

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

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

'' Mom likes it all shipway. 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 snatch ... We heard a ruckus as masses were coming back inside.

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

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

'' No, she does. Honest. I 'll be masturbating this night. Thinking of that big tool 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 nookie ? They are taking round ? With me ? Well that 's just ... well it 's not the bad affair that could fall out, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

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

'' I 'm a short concerned. We have to strengthen their building arena, it 's not very unassailable right now. And we need to aim those boys up. They need to get a niggling, uh, 'harder'. And no, not in the way you think ! ``

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few days I think it would be fine. We need to start taking back the town anyway. Would be good to have a forrad Base there. We 've got radios. We could pluck them up with a set of solar panels. It could forge. ``

We had a nice dinner of beef stroganoff, from my provision of dehydrated food. Canned mantrap for dessert. Also had batch of vodka and fruit juice.

Erin found the tablet, touched the covert a few times, and the next matter you know, Rihanna is blasting from the speakers. It 's a party !

The boy shoved the table to one English, and we had a dancing flooring. Rihanna 's heartbeat were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a terpsichorean or anything, but I do induce musical rhythm. So I was able-bodied 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 chorus :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly good !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't deal I like the smell of it !
peg and stones may bring out my pearl
But Sir Ernst Boris Chain and whips excite me ! ``

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

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

With all the `` Ooh child, baby '' verses, it was getting half-baked. Erin jumped up on the mesa and took off her T-shirt and rock her well-chosen little titty for everyone to see ! The boys were dancing with their young woman, but it was form of a free-for-all. We were n't really partnered up, just mashing all togther. And there was lots of bumping and grinding, and 'getting all up'on me, the boy, and the girls on each other in some serious dirty dancing.

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

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

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

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

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

3 zed were at the bulwark of the house. Somebody had n't locked the gate.

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

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

We had to re-arrange things a small to oblige the boys for the night. It was looking like Payton did n't experience anywhere to stay. Imagine that.

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the bathrooms and bedroom. I was the last to use a toilet facility. Got myself a rain shower, finally. Got to remember to see to it the water levels tomorrow in the reposition cisterns, I reminded myself.

When I opened the door to my footling computing device room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was desolate naked, sitting on the air mattress with her back up against the pillows and the wall. Her right hand was lazily playing with her shaved pussy while her leave alone hand toyed with a nipple.

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

'' Hey yourself. No, do n't cease ! hold open doing what you 're doing. ``

I got strip, mentally thanking myself for storing up so many razors. When I pulled my shorts off, my 8 in turncock sprang out to it 's common 45 degree angle.

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

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

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

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

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

I settled into the office chairperson. `` but talk a piddling. Tell me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? Show me. ``

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

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to lick me hard ... and put your tongue on my clit ... and bite it a little ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her finger slipped inside her twat 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 hard. screwing me a lot. Fuck me harder. And harder. '' Three of her fingers fucked her puss now.

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

'' And I want to suck up your cock and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her fingers out of her snatch and daintily put one in her mouth. Her rim enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it clean of her juices. She did that to the other two.

'' You like that ... dad ? '' I chuckled at the Daddy. Maybe it 's a big run prank with all of them.

'' Yes child, tell me more. ``

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

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

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

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

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

'' I fucked her from rear end. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck shag roll in the hay ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her puss ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Jesus Christ that was true ? ``

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

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

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

She writhed in joy as she convulsed from her sexual climax. When she was spent, I grabbed her legs and dragged her down fully on to the mattress so I could have a go at it her commodity. And I did. I shoved my putz all the way up her dripping cunt so good she did n't know what hit her. I had to turn her over, face-down, so she could scream into the pillows.

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was cool to bang soul almost as big as me. But her substantial stage were similar jelly as I pounded her puss into submission.

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

At one period, the door opened and Erin stuck her head in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'sign with my finger to my mouth. She nodded and sat on the floor. Pulling her little sweat pants aside, she rubbed her pussy as she watched me fuck Payton.

She, Payton, had no idea anybody else was in there as she was in the throes of X. I rolled Payton on her spinal column again so I could see her expression when I fucked her. She held on to me smashed, never opening her eyes. I squeezed her tits as I lay on her, the pap hard as fucking tilt. Then I reached around and grabbed her ass nerve, pulling her tightly and going deeper into her twat. I easily slipped a finger's breadth up her ass. She responded by kissing me hard.

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

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

She opened her eyes for the foremost meter in about 10 minutes as she watched me settle in between her yummy jug. She then noticed Erin sitting to her leftfield. Payton kind of laughed but did n't appear to mind.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I was about at the end of my rope. I reached down and pulled on her mammilla as Payton squeezed her teat. Pulled on the fuckers pretty hard. Payton yelped as my cum shot into her mouth 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 wads on her big soft tits.

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

Payton just lay there in sexual fulfillment, enjoying her born high. She swallowed the cum in her mouth, but the residuum 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 buttock, mouth and neck opening. She then drooled it into Payton 's back talk, who swallowed it easily.

'' There some on her pap, 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 Saviour, 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 cunt out earlier.

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

Payton roused out of her stupor to notice Erin.

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

I was taking mental tone. Erin had a way ... between her smooching and snuggling 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 splendiferous tits. I slopped up some pussy succus onto an exposed nipple, Erin saw that and just dove on it.

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

- - -

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

So this day, we hooked up the snow plow to the Unimog. Too many dead soundbox in the street, you know. We scored tons of plywood at the hardware store to barricade the skipper 's memory. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the east end of briny street. It already had some following. The cool thing about the Mog is its tallness. No matter what the zee do, they ca n't break in. They ca n't break the looking glass. They ca n't rise into the cab. So we Parked it in the middle of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for serious long compass and stopping magnate. Also had an AR, and the conquer 22. The idea was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would bring Thomas More Zachs, and they would prevent shooting. Lorrie would get some real on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Thomas Hunt Morgan, and Wyat went down to a slope street at the unit other end of the small townsfolk. We pulled up to the death sign of the zodiac. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the son had pitchforks. We also had side arm, all of us. The estimation, though, was to go quiet and check over the houses.

The kickoff one was a art object of cake. Tapped on the door, all quiet. The star sign was unlocked, cipher inside. We checked for medicines and food, found a pretty good hoard of bathroom. Some good food in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No medicines. No arm. Some old lady dress, that 's about it. We stacked the cans on the porch for later pickup.

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

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

Found a little food, a .38 revolving door with 9 casing, some 42-year old Playboys, and some dirty dress. But we took everything we could find. Candles, aluminum foil, baggies, gutter paper, couple, dog food.

Next house, we tapped on the windowpane. We could n't see through the window 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 ! Daniel Morgan and Sir Thomas Wyat Masters. From the fund ! ``

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

'' You the 1 making all the racket ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

We went through 30 more houses, but no other living tribe. portion of absolutely soundbox, though ; human and zombie. Did find a decent 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in various calibers with a few boxes of scale for each.

Suddenly, the radio set crackled to life.

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

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

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

'' I know Michael, I 'm sad. But Lorrie 's trapped. haste ! ``

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

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

We broke into the lower floor of the real estate office. I killed two zed with my Crovel. I could discover to a greater extent of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the step, I hollered `` reckon out below '' and threw a brace more z down the steps. gunfire followed as Erin or someone killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The zeds were now converging on us. We each fired our handgun until they were discharge. The floor was slippery from all the festering and gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed drumhead. I worked my way into what seemed a chamber, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a wall, holding back two living dead with just her rifle drum. Crying and screaming, she was going to lose the battle in the future few irregular as the combined weight of the two big man zombie spirit was probably 400 pounds.

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

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

'' Come on ! Form a circumference ! 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 z while I carried Lorrie. Erin and Gayle covered us as Sir Henry Morgan followed in the Unimog. We finally got inside the store.

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

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

Erin came over to me. `` Michael ... Daddy ... I 'm dingy. I should n't let -- ''

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

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

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

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

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

But it was n't just them. It was Erin. And the babe. And Payton, and Kaitlyn, and Tina. And the male child, too. I ca n't let anything pass to these people.

Zombies moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

I took everybody back to the cabin a niggling after that. We ate an early supper of chicken corn whisky chowder. The humor 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 vibe and did n't make a lot of noise.

I talked with the topical anesthetic boys after dinner party. I wanted to happen out what commercial enterprisingness were in town or nearby. Gas Stations of the Cross, entrepot, welding shops, sporting goods stock, engine repair 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 More P90 training, except for Lorrie. fountainhead, she did a modified version. She is n't all that flexible yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any happiness right then.

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

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gearing. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a tough face silver screen and you could talk with them. They were much lighter than Motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still wear goggles with them. We found all variety of pads and protective equipment for the legs and sleeve, also. The object was to pee-pee ourselves toilsome to bite.

rachis at the cattle farm, we all put on our gear for real live preparation. get-go, everyone got used to hitting me on the promontory with broom handle. Did n't even reach me through my helmet, but everyone got pile of punch in.

At the Lawnmower reparation shop, we got good deal of lawnmower blade. We trimmed up one end to fit the gal smaller script, then wrapped it in paracord to spend a penny a decent handle. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like finale. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some pace profligate, the tough kind, not grass rakes. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the middle ones facing forward. I thought this would come in handy.

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

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

Being generally shorter, except for Payton, the missy were having a street fighter time with a one-shot kill ; Zed 's arms were too long. The lady friend learned to hack off an arm or two first, then go for the killing. Or plain them in the knee so Zed fell down. Then it was an easy killing shot.

Then they tried it with the pitch. Much best ! gruelling baseball swing to the knees, down they went. Then they were easy pickins for a rake-shot to the head. So that became our elementary tactic ; run down them out in the open, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

news report from the outside world were disheartening. stallion cities like New York had fallen into complete butchery. The internet was pretty limited. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Silicon valley guys always had great security.

The HAM radio receiver reports were awing. Mostly just lonely calls from the great unwashed in trouble. We could n't go help them, cipher was around us. After a patch we quit turning it on.

- - -

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

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

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

And they brought out all kinds of good clobber. Including Hostess Donettes ! And air hostess cherry red Pies !

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

Erin laughed. `` Remember the forget me drug K shop ? I swiped some delicacy for you then. '' She hugged me firmly and I hugged her back. She cried a petty, then everyone else gave me a slight deliver. They were mostly from the hardware store in town, but it was awful. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting socks, a canteen, some former betting odds and destruction. Some Drakkar Noir from Gayle and Lorrie.

'' Where 'd you get this ? '' I chuckled. I did n't sleep with they still made this. It was 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 soundly health. Although I may not endure the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a good nose, did n't need to give him any extra hints.

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

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

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

- - -

As we entered the house, I was told to shower down first since it was `` Daddy appreciation day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my rain shower on. Would be nice to get white starting time, for once.
I was just getting some calamitous blood off my implements of war when the doorway opened. I was delight ! We were so focused lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a while. As long as it was n't one of the guys, I would be happy with whoever it was.

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

'' scrubbing your binding, Mister ? '' she asked sweetly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Something very warm and heavy squished into my back as she reached around me for the soap and that scrubby, downlike thing that you wash with. It could only be her tits. Savior, they covered a lot of very acres, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my rear, slowly but firmly pushing. My prick was lengthening a picayune with anticipation.

She washed my arms as they hung by my side.

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

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

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

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

I was disappointed as her bridge player traveled back around to my lower vertebral column. But then, I was proud of as she rubbed my ass cheeks.

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

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

'' Wow Daddy, '' 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 tits and consistency. She reached around with her former hand and gently traced her fingers along my impossibly hard beam of light. But that finger on my ass ... it went inside ...

'' You like this, daddy ? ``

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

'' No fan. Just one. Up to the get-go metacarpophalangeal joint. So about one inch or LE ... '' Well it felt like Johnny The Wad himself was back there. Jesus. I 'll be a little more thrifty with girls in the future when fucking their asses.

Gayle gave my cock a unspoiled wring then suddenly let go. She slid down on her stifle, and began to kiss my ass cheeks. She pulled them apart, then stuck her tongue in the naughtiest of places. I could n't believe it.

'' holy place nooky '' was all I was able to mutter.

Her tongue slid up my ass, she wriggled it around and rimmed me some more. Can my dick get any harder ? It was already 110 % but now it felt even harder. I was having difficultness external respiration. She continued tonguing me for another mates minutes. If she had touched my peter 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 teat hung down, and her beautiful ass stuck out towards me. I admired her luminousness olive skin.

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

'' Holy shag. I mean. Yes ! Of course of study ! Just admiring the view ! ``

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

I forgot all about expressive style and gentility and the Georgia home boy, I just grabbed her and held her from the spinal column, running my hands all up and down her hanging bosom, stomach, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

My left hired man massaged a tit as my right hand 's digit slipped up inside her. Jesus Christ she was so wet inside. Her sloshed pap tried to endure 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 Redeemer yes Gayle, why would you even ask that ? ``

'' Well, you 've got all these adolescent to fuck, and they 're so often ... tighter than me ... ''

I spread her ass brass and buried my font 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 rivet my rim and tongue on her pussy. Her sourish flavors covered my face as I tried to burrow into her cunt. Again, I was happy I had stocked up so many razors, not a hair in sight.

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

I squeezed the shit out of both her ass nerve as I continued eating her out. Tight lilliputian scraggy girls are great. No doubt. But a woman with curves, that 's the one for me !

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

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

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

'' shag ! I 'm cumming cumming oh screw I 'm cumming oh shtup oh fuck ! ``

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

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

I fondled her lusciously turgid bosom, and then clamped my mouth down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit operose, drawing as practically as I could into my mouth.

'' I love that Michael ! Suck them severe ! Pinch them ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

I got more aggressive, slapping both her tits with both my hands. These slaps were n't gruelling enough to knock anyone down or anything, but her skin was turning a level-headed shade of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to molest her swaying boobs.
I was getting a huge boot out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my peter, and watching those tits jiggle with each slap was too practically for me.

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

She leaned back, and said `` My thermionic valve have been tied. Give it all to me, pappa ! ``

I could n't have it. I came.

As always, that foremost guessing felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my vein. Each subsequent spurt felt incredible, too. Gayle felt my voluptuous shots enter her cunt as I pumped Sir Thomas More and more sperm into her.

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

My dick began to shrivel a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to lick my cock before the cascade washed us plumb. I could see she got a effective constituent down her throat.

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

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

We soaped up and actually washed ourselves and finished the shower bath. We dried ourselves and Gayle sat at the piddling professorship to fix her face. She looked so cute, ramification crossed, tits hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a Edward Young boy watching mommy get quick. My cock felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, love ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

... except for her daughter ...


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Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch Perfect'and American ginseng along with all the a genus Gallinago songs, the missy were all kind of slaphappy and a bit unknown. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat following to me during the moving-picture show, with her daughter Lorrie on my early side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would happen. But I did n't have to wait long.

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

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

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

'' I just came to talk, '' she said. She had a bottleful of my prized Justin pinot noir and a couple glasses. We sat down, me in my rolling chair and her in the metal folding chair.

We talked about a lot of things, but mostly about our place and what my program were for the future. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of piece of work. What we really needed was a way to hold a zombi free area so that we could then begin farming performance. Plus we now had lots of new back talk from town that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the people we met were nice, but generally a bit old. Still, some of them had farming backgrounds. But other than the Master 's boy, we had n't found anyone near the female child ages.

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

'' well I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got form of defensive. `` I think we 've got a real shot at making something -- ''

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' But what ? ``

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

'' She 's head over heals in beloved with you. to the highest degree of the young lady are attracted to you, but she 's actually in beloved. ``

She 's in dearest with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two main return here. Number One is, you, Gayle. And issue Two, I 'm not sure I 'm quick to settle down just yet. I mean, I will at some point, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to keep open our group going. I do n't know if I have time for a genuine family relationship. It 's umm ... it 's jolly easy rightfield now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the door. ``

Gayle rolled her eyes.

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

Gayle kind of made a discomfited face.

'' No, I mean nothing bad about Lorrie. But I do n't know her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't look so storm. We get along pretty fricking great. And, I think the great sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't mean you had to marry Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. Keep it in mind. ``

'' So if she comes a-knocking at my room access some nighttime ... you 're ... what ? ``

'' I 'm ok with that ! Just .... be soft on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a Virgo the Virgin. ``

I thought about our gun-cleaning academic term a week ago. Lorrie seemed pretty quick to undress.

'' You sure about that ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, she would 've told me. ``

'' So, if you want me for her, what was up with the cascade today ? That does n't appear to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the relief of her vino. `` I 'm not perfect. I had this vision of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't vocalize dear at all, does it ? I mean, I at to the lowest degree wanted you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds sort of stupid now that I say it out brassy. ``

I drank the sleep of my pinot and poured us both some more.

Have I mentioned how gorgeous Gayle is ? My dad was a horn dog in his day, even as an honest-to-god man. He like the full-figured gal like Marilyn, Mamie, Rita, etc., but his favourite was the Italian babe, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a fair resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly matter like kill a cluster of zombies with your bare fist and come back for your advantage. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go smell her up. Sophia, I mean. Check out some of the younger pictures of her, when her hair's-breadth 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 helping hand on her cheek. `` Even if I fell in love with your girl, and wanted to spend the rest of my lifetime with her ... how could I possibly only pull in sexual love to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her good back talk. Her hired hand came up to me, she ran her finger's breadth through my hair.

Our lips pressed a little solid together and our sweet buss turned a piddling hotter as I moved into her a picayune more. I broke the kiss, only to get a slightly different angle and pop kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her depress lip, and sucked it into my mouthpiece, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her back against the wall. With both my hands gently holding her face, I kissed her with passion and tenderness like I 'd never felt before.
Gayle had slipped her hired man underneath my T-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my back. Then she continued to snog me as she pulled me closer to her.

'' Jesus, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an ounce of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being squeamish. ``

She slipped my t-shirt over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` Stand over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a sister ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk light, in just my wither jeans with a bulging crotch.

'' twist around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a little for her.

'' sugariness Jesus, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, cypher 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your view, Gayle. ``

'' Pick up those weights, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a couple 30 Cypriot pound dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few curl for her, some standing presses, I turned my spine to her and did some sidelong flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her rectify hand gently rubbing her go forth white meat, and her left forefinger in between her front tooth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of cool to know I turn on a chick. 38 years old. Semi-ripped. Still have my hairsbreadth, all of it. I guess I 'm not the worst guy they could run into in a zombie apocalypse.

I went and stood in front of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my weapons system, like I was going to carry her over a brink. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one virgin in my entirely life. It did n't go so well. circumstances of pain. Crying. Shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so smoothen with women ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm awful. So, you really want me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the right hand Holy Scripture ? Deflower your daughter ? ``

'' I ca n't opine of anyone I 'd rather feature do it, '' she said, twirling her digit through my hair.
I kissed her her on the lips for a few moments.

'' You want me to, screw your girl ? '' Long ... kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to deliver to absorb her bosom for a existent long sentence. '' Kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to lick her pussycat. '' Kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will draw my cock. '' buss with some spit ...

'' She will be commodity, I promise. ``

'' How do you roll in the hay ? ``

'' I 've made her practice. On bananas and cucumbers. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No shit ? ``

'' No shit. I told her it was an important attainment. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing position, but we kept close and kissed more. I undid the belt on her gown, sliding my helping hand between her smooth skin and the robe. I cupped her ass cheek and pulled her to me, she could feel my hard-on now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to cover up or anything.

'' Not always so nice. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my jeans as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down next to each early, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just hump tits. All nipple. There 's just something about them that drives me en. Yeah, big surprise. But Sir Thomas More than most guys, I love them. I love to thrash, and nibble, and twiddle my lingua around them. And they all feel so different. Some are firm, some are really squishy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as much as I could. Some nipple bite here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too practically sentence on the tits, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could imbibe them for hours ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Good Shepherd no. It 's like the unspoiled massage in the world. Only better. I 'm a thousand percent relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How beneficial is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

fountainhead, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her tits and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's ventilation increased, so did my heartiness. When she panted a little, I grabbed her cunt. With my palm on her clit, I slipped a finger in between her lips and frigged her nicely. Then a little harder and faster as I bit down on a big mamilla of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' Suck the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left tit up to her face and drew in her own nipple to her mouth. God I love that.
I rubbed her kitty-cat faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a couple more minutes when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few times. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic waves washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' wait, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me rest ... too ... sensitive ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a skillful metre for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her legs and guided my tool to her pussycat opening.

I pressed in ... Jesus Christ she was so wet I just slid right in.

'' Michael ... just a bit ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh piece of ass .... ''

As my weight unit set down on her, our pelvic arch rubbed, re-igniting her clit. Gayle thrash around as I pounded her with my dick. She could n't imprint any real actor's line, just moan and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say bull but it was too much movement. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a uninterrupted medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck other bozo. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend English language. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of cat. '' I sped up my throb to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy piece of tail ! Oh diddly Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of sentence, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking hard. `` She should n't ... oh Redeemer Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it bend you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her chest, sticking my pussy-sopping tool into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your daughter watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your tits, your ass, oh that 's gracious baby yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy cunt ... and not just once but a lot of times. ``

wellspring, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this stage, 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 cargo of hot squirt shot into her sassing. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

Panting, she rose up to catch her breath.

Then she called me an asshole and Slapped my face !

She sat there, all defiant, her eyes gleaming. I was fucking grow 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 stage and shoved my rooster back into her cunt. Gayle arched her back as I entered her, and she moaned out loud. I was rather impressed with myself, even though I just came, I was ready for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at night ... with her in the room ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your cunt ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a good mom. ``

'' You 're a nifty mom ... a Fucking great mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No answer. I forced my deal under her venter so I could grab her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrong ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her trunk is so firm ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to lactate cock ... ''

'' No Michael ... stop it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm sure. ``

'' end it ... please oh dump oh shit oh jack I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her cunt ... man ca n't you almost taste it ? '' I pulled my paw from Gayle 's slit and rubbed it on her sassing, cheeks, pushed my finger's breadth inside her mouthpiece so she could taste it all.

'' You want to taste her ... '' I began cumming inside her pussy. Her cunt walls gripped my putz 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 second time, filling up her pussy with fiery hot sperm.
After a duet min, Gayle wriggled a bit and asked `` Would you mind ... ? '' So I rolled off her. To my surprise, she went down and cleaned up my cock with her tongue and lips, sucking up the combined cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, avail yourself to my sperm cell anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making sexual love to me. This will be the go prison term. I want ... I want Lorrie to have a hazard. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the last clip, we fucked again in the morning.


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Chapter 10 - The day of the month
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The succeeding day was moving day for the Andrew Johnson sisters. We got the victor place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and subsist. I 'll let in to some jealousy there, those chicks were pretty wild little honies !

So we spent about of the day trying to block off the town. We 'd been to every house, killed every zombie inside the menage, sheds, b, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always more 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 putting to death zone, '' Erin was saying. My fiendish lilliputian killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a tight maculation where we are protected, but we can stamp out them with pin or gig or something. ``

'' Genius ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to rise up something and then fall down down. So the gloaming kills near of them. Or at least breaks their ramification or rachis. That would save, ammunition, right ? ``

The young lady variety of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a run and startle ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me think. '' I had it. So elementary, it just might work.

'' Brilliant ! Lorrie, it 's splendid. We get some shipping containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a orthogonal underground. We tilt them up at, like a ten or 20 point angle. We 'll involve lots of them. heap them on top of each other or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 metrical unit high and they walk out the end of the last container right into thin air. They smash on the primer coat -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a heavy landing billet ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the area with fence or more transportation containers ... ''

'' And when the region fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't have to sprout any of them ! ``

We were all very lofty of ourselves. It 's a great fucking idea. Except, we did n't have any merchant vessels containers. Or a way to move them. Or a crane to stack them.

Eh, underage details.

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We cleaned up to a greater extent of the town. Not too many living ethnic music, but it 's good to rid of the lurcher. Zed likes to cringe around and turn up in the most bizarre post, so it 's good to throw him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as zealous a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her guns, Lorrie really wanted it done up closing and personal. She wanted to look into their deadened eyes as they died again.

We had cleared out a discussion section of planetary house, then we went back to them to check for salvageable stuff. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this nice old house, checking matter out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not certainly what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't call up there will be any more. I do n't be intimate ... ''

'' Whaddya mean you do n't recognise ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a minuscule steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I tell her that her mom wants US to hook up ?

'' Well, you guys are keen together, it would be nice to have a veridical daddy ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my real number daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never mind, it 's okay. It 's fine ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nobody can shut you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the family some more. It 's sort of sad, looking through a bushed person 's life.
Usually, we just look for safes where we might incur guns, tree trunk for ammo, kitchens for food for thought etc. But this house was different. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this star sign. I mean really. I could live in this house if it were n't for the tinker's damn zombie. ``

'' Wyatt said it was once the Mayor 's menage. The townsfolk built it a hanker time ago for the then current city manager to live in. But later, it got bought by some plenteous people ... The town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your size, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couplet outfits. `` She had some mouthful. Where in this township would she don this stuff ? This is like, New York urban center, 20 years ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some moans from the street.

'' Duty calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' Remind me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, mister ! '' She waggled her big vane at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the computer hardware computer memory for lunch, now re-named master and President Johnson, in award of the upcoming nuptials between the passkey boys and the Johnson sisters. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a mo ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two blocks back to that skillful house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a couple matter from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quickie ! Am I old news already ? ``

'' You 're never old word, my minuscule darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's fine, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a Negro dress, fitted, with some crazy stinger. sort of like that Demi Moore dress from 20 years ago. And I grabbed a pair of nice heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's OK ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a geek. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a nice necklace, too. `` You 'll want these, too. ``

We stashed everything in the Jeep. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' Stop smiling, Daddy, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your plan, Daddy-man ? You going to ingest her to dinner ? Not many restaurants open right now ... ''

'' Well, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' flake. Ok, I 'll think of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

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We spent the rest of the day getting the President Andrew Johnson Sisters and the master copy comrade situated. I let them let two solar panels and a recondite cycle battery so they could birth lights and charge up stamp battery. We got them some solid food and water system, too.

Eventually, the ease of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the jeep. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting showers and having a cocktail or two as we played some music videos on the TV. It was variety of assuredness. At one point, Erin dragged a big money into my computer room that included the clothes and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her tits and said `` Do n't forget about me, pa ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her pussy through her camo drawers a little bit.

'' Ooooh pa ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the shower bath ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can sample it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the paries, petty squawk. facing pages em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underwear. I undid her gasp and yanked them down to expose her ass. I could see her cunt sassing, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous fiddling boob with my leftover handwriting and with my rightfield, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, Daddy ... yes ... tinge me ... ''

While squeezing her tit hard, I gently rubbed her purulent lip, feeling her moisture already, my hand spread them apart. I pinched her teat unvoiced and held on to it tightly, and slipped my finger up to her clit. I massaged her cunt like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' hushed sister ... check smooth ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just Daddy. Just Daddy feeling up his lilliputian girl ... His bad niggling young lady ... and her wet cunt ... daddy likes her wet snatch ... yes ... he will thrash it again soon ... yes Daddy likes her slit ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, Daddy, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, daddy ... but do n't lay off ... bonk me anywhere I do n't like, Daddy ... even If you marry Lorrie, just sleep together me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her cunt harder, squishing around in all her pussy drippings. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a good young woman ... you like me squeezing your tits ? ``

'' Yes papa ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the time. We shower together, and I pee on her titty in the shower. You should see us Daddy ... you should pee on her knocker, too ... oh god ! shit shit shit shit ! I 'm cumming daddy cumming so undecomposed oh dickhead oh dogshit ! ``

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 turncock. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet hand. She licked it clean and jerk of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might require this later, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her pants, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the lounge a few bit later, nobody seemed to note. I took my shower.

I came from my exhibitor and met Erin again, who handed me a courteous cold Coors Light.

'' wellspring thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boys and girls for dinner party. You know, help them out with their first meal and stuff. ``

Nice plan, Erin ! What a good missy she is ...

'' well, who 's going ? I 'm variety of beat, but I do n't experience if I like the musical theme of us separating, especially at night. ``

Truth was, Zach had been pretty calm lately, we seemed to have killed most of them in town.
But I had to cause it look good.

'' well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the suppressed 22, my 1911, my blade. The rest of us will be armed also. We 'll be proficient ! '' She winked at me.

'' well maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to stick around with her. We need you up here to attend. ``

I thought about it for a few mo, hoping to reach it look good. `` Well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over design and linguistic rule. I was n't too touch, but I did n't want anything stupid to happen. And you can always count on Zach to pee-pee things stupid.

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We all said goodbye to each other as the group went to toss off to visit the superior and Johnson hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a little headache. Nothing serious. I 'm going to rest in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to make us some dinner, I 'll ship you in a plate ? ``

'' Sounds good, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few arcminute later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked great in her khaki trunks and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, young lady ? '' I made an exaggerated bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her best postiche southern accent. `` Well are n't you just a dear man ? I would have it off to ! ``

I picked up the southerly drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from TX so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` well darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a little something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too kind, sir ! I would just be charmed ! I mean, after all, what kind of dinner outfit is one with blood on it ? ``

We walked to my room, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on dry land did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not crucial. What is important is that dinner is in one hour, and I do n't require to see hide nor fuzz of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shooed her out of the room. I had things to do !

Within the next hr, I whipped up some freeze dried beef cattle stroganoff, canned corn, and honest-to-god Bisquick cooky ! Then I perked myself up a small, shaved, put on my advantageously shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty good, if I must say so.

In precisely one minute, Lorrie made her entree. And what an entrance !

The garb, Black. The plan, bare articulatio humeri, with about one-inch shoulder strap that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's ample segmentation. Tight around her abdomen, flowing over her rosehip, and ending just above her knees. Her bare legs stretched down to her satin black stiletto 3 inch heels. Her rich brown hair tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally wavy way. Just a little war paint to highlight her eyes and some lip semblance to make her sass shiny.

I could n't speak. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a twist a few ft away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I look okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her hands clasped and her eyes shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. goodness God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so spectacular ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little wave at that point. `` thoroughly night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' Well, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me flustered ! `` How about I escort you to the waiting area where we can have a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern emphasise again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the legal age for alcoholic beverages is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a 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 silver necklace around her neck, my script lingering on her soft skin. She put in the equal earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't mean that this was ever possible again ! I feel like royalty or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her warmly waist as she snuggled close. I made us some Grey Goose screw auger over ice. It 's a simple drink, just vodka and rosiness 's lime succus, but it 's true and to the point.

We sipped our deglutition, told each other mirthful lilliputian stories, talked about old prison term. The thing was, she had a way of making me seem interesting. But it was n't forced, she seemed shake up about what I had to say. She was either very good at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a photographic plate of intellectual nourishment back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner party with a chilled Chardonnay. I find white wine to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me history of near-misses with boy ; tons of swain but to the highest degree were scared of her or too stupe to know what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your course of instruction ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some interesting scene, for for certain. And one professor who already promised me an'A'if I would sleep over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this shite came down ... '' She waved her hand at the offence out-of-door world.

'' What about you, why is there no missus around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had fuss remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the right one, I guess. ``

'' And what bout now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any female problems right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your favorite ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to answer that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A gentleman's gentleman does n't snog and severalize. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her part trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an solvent. But I was having a heavily sentence concentrating with all her tit flesh and cleavage poking through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest girl here. Prettiest miss anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some drill I could be as unspoiled as her in bed, I 'm for sure ! I 've watched lots of TV, and, ohmygod I should shut up ! I 'm so stymie ! ``

I stood up and held out my hand to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some soft music, this old 70s group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my hands to her waist as hers clasped around my neck. We swayed gently for a few moments, and I pulled her closer to me.

Her body melted into mine, her monolithic thorax pressed into mine. Her hair smelled delicious, some rosy shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a picayune rank as we 're working hard killing zed. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My cock began to flip. And to satisfy up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a second babe. '' I had to reach in and adjust my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable position. `` All better now. ``

'' You get, heavily that fast ? I 'm grim, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get severe very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvic arch contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hand down her rachis, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my life, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my cheek and lingered for a moment. I turned slightly and met her mouth with mine. Oh god, she was so diffused and warm. She opened her mouth slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each former. My right hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a couple of my fingers.

After a few moments, our back talk parted. But I pressed my forehead to hers, maintaining a very adumbrate stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me hard, her mouth working me over. Her hot tongue licked my upper lip, then darted inside my rima oris. I tried to worm her tongue with mine as our passion increased. I grabbed both her ass boldness wax on and grinded my cock into her. She responded with a footling gasp, and then proceeded to suck my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The news report of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me pen this region of the story. I was taking originative writing in schoolhouse when all of this went down and, so, I think the narration needs my speck. So yes, I was completely in puppy making love with Michael at this gunpoint. I was also a virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a penis inside me. I had had early things, like Mom 's purpleness vibrator, her Methedrine dildo, a cucumber, and some other miscellaneous, um, 'items'inside me. But not a real penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in love with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this spot and I was just yesteryear 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for christ 's sake. In those previous Clarence Day, I think he was like quick to roll up Social security measures ! ( I 'm sure he will be spanking me at about this power point when he reads this. )

Well, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something other mass had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very high up banner. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the communication channel, 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 Sir Thomas Wyat Earp and his brothers. It starred Kurt Russel as Wyatt, and had lots of other cool off the great unwashed in it. But the reason I 'm telling you this, is because this is the first time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to write his figure and draw flowers around it. I used to compose my epithet and his name together, and I would write 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill up varlet with hearts and flower ! So you do n't know him ? He was Virgil Earp. Tall, slightly graying hair, and THAT VOICE ! Deep baritone, Lone-Star State accent, and his character was just a sleep together MAN about everything. He was also in ghost passenger ( my second front-runner picture show, behind Tombstone ) as the guy in the graveyard who tells Nicholas Cage what 's going on with everything. He did a bunch of TV commercial message, including Ram Trucks for the last few years right up to the zombie spirit Crash.

I do n't know where he is now, but I 'm surely he 's in Texas doing just o.k.. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega crush on some old movie actor.

fast forward till now. We girls were on the run from the snake god, and we were losing people left and right. You ca n't even imagine the terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained much about 'the crash'of civilization in this level. ) He was all set up there in his bunker imbibing cold beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were approach destruction at every pace. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb a fence. I could finger hot blood running down my back and I could see the fearfulness in everyone 's oculus as we tried to find a mansion to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this menage, and then passing out. I have coup d'oeil of things from then on, but I 'm not indisputable if they are my actual memories or false ones since I 've heard the narrative so many times.

What I do remember is waking up and not knowing what the fucking was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty much lying in a flood of what smelled same pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a strange room I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to fill me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our lives at the very in conclusion potential minute before we were all feed animated. He had taken us to a secure property that had food, water, electrical energy, film, guns, 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 starting time time a little while later that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the Nox before getting me some medicinal drug, and he was now training the lady friend in shooting acquirement so they could all vote down zombies.

So here 's the prospect : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a Texas emphasis ! Not real strong, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got jeans on and some kind of army sweater on, and military-looking kick. His air, his demeanor, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can tell you that ! His bighearted face appeared upset about something, and yet he was pure sweetness and forgivingness to me. As we chatted, he ran a fingerbreadth around my ear, pushing my haircloth off my side and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the next couple of days, while I 'm recovering, stories start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the daughter, and he 's got a big piece of tail turncock. So let 's review. Big stopcock, good-looking guy, tall, Texas accent, has his dickhead together, killing zombi without batting an eye, saves demoiselle in severe hurt, likes musicals and retro rock, is apparently expert at pleasing the madam, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 good matter to one not-so-great thing. Fortunately, I 've had a life long love affair with my Old Sam, so that one thing is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally head over heels, prime meter in lovemaking 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 best than the 8 hot infant already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an spite Virgo the Virgin like myself !

Things went along for a clip, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really require to look at me at times. Now, I do n't need to seem like all stuck up and betray, but I 'm reasonably damn cute. I was thinking it was maybe my booby. guy are so Wyrd. They seem to like tit, but if you 've got over-sized 1 like I do, they just make fun of you or get all stupid or, I do n't experience what. I know there 's guys who think that 'more than a fistful is a barren', and then there 's guys who just make out massive titmouse. How do I know this while remaining a Virgin ? bare ! I watch a lot of porno and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few inside information of their entirely sentence together. I knew she was soft on ( her word, not mine ) but she also knew it was just kind of a fling ; Michael did n't seem to require to get too attached at this percentage point. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot cat, I would n't just settle down with one and evidence the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in erotic love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. Late at dark, when mom thought I was asleep, I could get wind mom giving herself an coming. Squishy sounds in a small room, can only be one thing, ya fuck ? Sometimes she would whisper his gens. Then she 'd fall down asleep. Of course, that got me very horny so then I 'd have to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingers in my pussy and spread my orgasm around my stiff mamilla. Then, I lick them make clean. I think it 's very aphrodisiacal. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a little twirl. After I swallow down my succus, I like to just hug my dumbbell to my face, like cushy warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my nipple more, but usually they just ease me. near dark I drift off to slumber that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'care was to suit a world-champion zombie slayer. And so when my back healed I worked very surd and listened to everything he said and I got fucking good at it ! Erin is a full shot than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the best of all the fille. My tools are, a Gerber mini-machete and a long catamount pole. On the magnetic pole, we worked up a ear with kind of a `` Tee '' on it. The move is, I use the celestial pole to try and knock down the Zed, then hack his fucking brain with the panga. If he 's really big and I ca n't ping him down, the rod at least keep back his weapon system off me while I hack them before I get to his stupid head.

I used to be kind of like a girly-girl, not very athletic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy business outside my minuscule lot of friends. In dead, I was a narrow-minded twit. But hey, we can all exchange !

Now, I feel naked if I do n't hold my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel neural if I do n't also get 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 domain, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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OK I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to spell about my first sexual experience with another person, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's good, it 's his write up and I 'm only a guest writer. Still, I just stood up and farted in his general direction, just to teach him a lesson.

So where were we ... Ah yes ! The saltation ! 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 activeness ! But Chris was too shy and did n't know what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Jesus Christ you people need to tranquillise down.

So, Michael made us a calorie-free but marvellous dinner. Obviously, he did n't want us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the drinks, for for certain. He was so form, and sweet, and staring into my eyes, when he asked me to trip the light fantastic I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our eubstance touched. He traced the scar on my back from my neck down to my lower back. It was sexy, not gross, and it just reminded me that this heroic man saved my biography on respective occasions now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could feel little stirrings in my snatch during dinner, but good Divine I was on fire when we started dancing ! His strong arms wrapped around me, his manly odour enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me blind drunk, my titty crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could palpate something on his correct leg. Something intemperately. I 'm sure it was his cock, but I thought it was in the center between his pegleg, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a endorse, babe. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his hand down his own pants. `` All better now. ``

I was n't sure enough 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 heavy. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This time, I could feel all of his hardness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that hard. holy diddly-shit ! My nipples were hard, I can tell you that, and my snatch seemed to be on fire, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The cumbersome, mis-proportioned girl ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his impudence, then he turned and he met me with his mouth. Our glossa danced and time seemed to stand still. adjacent thing I know both his work force are on my ass cheeks, and he 's pressing his firmly pecker into my pot. I moved a little sideways so I got one of his wooden leg between mine, and I grinded against him like a common slut. But I did n't handle, it felt so GOOD !

We kissed for respective minute of arc, lost in each others lips. His hands felt so honorable on my cigaret, 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 world-class metre. He did n't possess an apothecaries' ounce of fat on him. I ran my hands up the front of his chest, feeling the shape of his hard abdomen and then the swell of his hard pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice chest, mister. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, picayune lady ! '' he responded. `` I do n't think you understand how good you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his arms like I was just a opus of paper ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' delay, '' he said in surprise. `` You do n't even know what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, sad sweetheart. I was going to ask if you 'd serve me wash off the Jeep ? ``

'' Sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, colly rima oris. But this was n't the time for niceness. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the landrover can wait until tomorrow. '' He started towards his room, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too hackneyed and worn out. Virgin busting is hard work, or so I hear. ``

He just smiled and set me down gently after we entered his room. He arranged the air mattress and turned on a lenient sparkle, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a au naturel man before ? In mortal, I mean ? ``

I shook my head, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my head, yes.

'' okay, stoppage there, I 'll strip for you. ``

He unbuttoned his farseeing sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely breathe. He threw the shirt on the flooring. Kicked off his shoes, then pulled his socks off.

'' finis chance ! '' he said as he stood there with his hands on the fly of his jeans. `` You can still indorse out ! ``

In a slightly quivering part, I answered. `` I might just belt down you where you stand if you stop now. ``

He laughed, but I think he saw I was n't kidding.

Turning his backbone towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his bloomers, slowly, slowly exposing the cleft of his butt cheeks. His ass was perfective. As he removed the gasp completely, I marveled at how the muscles in his legs and butt flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his blazon outstretched a little and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the face was a three-foot monster cock.

Well, I was a Virgin, recall ? It seemed like it was three human foot 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 destruction of this thing, and wanting to devour it with my rima oris 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 odor for a few moment, inviolable, musky. My paw on his thighs, I knew from the porn what I was supposed to do, but doing it for real is a different story. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's nice. ``

I began to make out with his cock, and my right manus came over to grip it. Good Shepherd ! The pelt is so subdued, but underneath is so intemperately ! How is this possible ? And the skin moves around on the outside a little, fascinating ...

Gathering up my courageousness, I opened my mouth and covered his whole tip with my lips. Good god, my backtalk was open almost as much as it could, and I only had about an in inside ! How do those little girl deep throat like in the picture ? But it felt so cool, so estimable, and then I had a salty taste in my lip. I pulled back and I could see this succus ooze from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricator. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can taste it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some womanhood seem to hate the taste of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer love it, though. I hoped I would wish it.

After a duo minutes, Michael helped me back up to standing.

'' sister, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this clothes ? ``

He turned me around and undid the little clasp in the back. After stepping out of my frock, he slid my underclothing off. The mo of truth was coming, he was going to see my oversized dummy in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy prick ! '' Michael exclaimed when he turned me around.

'' Am I, '' I stammered. `` Am I ... okay ? ``

Michael held me and kissed me.

'' You 're the most gorgeous, pure charwoman I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me operose again.

After a few instant, I broke the kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to start oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm sure enough there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a sequence of issue. 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 incoherent. Usually they ca n't shut me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to buss more ? Just tell me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just skip over all the foreplay and get to the fucking ? 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 weight on his arms. I could feel his shaft bumping around down there, I opened my pegleg as all-embracing as I could. He reached down to emplacement his shaft, and suddenly it was there at my entranceway. He rubbed it up and down my snatch a few times, coating his cock with my succus. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` Fuck me. ``

His cock inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never have imagined. He pressed his severe pecker further into me, pulling it back out a petty and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was null 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 rest for a moment.

'' That, my dear, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a second, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should throw done more of that stimulation, 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 beneficial, gave me a little breathing room.

'' Bring your mamilla up, '' he told me. He was resting on his hands so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my sides, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my face, my nipples pointing right at him. He bent his head down and kissed my unexpended nipple, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning bolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my nipple to my pussy. His tender sassing engulfed my heavy nipple and he sucked it inside his mouth. As the twinkle continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the other one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my tit were almost touching each other, he tongued both of them frantically, for the first time one and then the other. My pussycat felt like it was on attack ! Suddenly, the slight ache down there was gone, replaced by a warm, arresting feeling.

Michael pulled his prick most of the way out. I was about to protest when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Jesus of Nazareth Christ, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could grab his ass and pull him into me. God it felt so ass good. I 've masturbated a few thousand times but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his whole weight on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in complete control of me, I could n't propel anything except my pelvis, up and down to meet his strokes. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his cock impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God damn I loved it.

Each stroke he ground into my clit. Each apoplexy I moaned or grunted or made some kind of guttural, primal noise. My cunt was stretched to it 's limits, but I did n't need him to bar, no fucking way. At some point he reached for and found my left tit. He molested it with his hand so much that I cried out.

'' Sorry child ! '' he panted.

'' puff on it intemperate goddamit ! '' I cried.

He pressed harder into my tit and pulled and yanked on it, then he brought it up to our faces so we could both see my nipple. Looking into my eyes, he encircled my rigid nipple, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it feel better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my nipple, then drew it in my mouth and gently sucked it. I do this all the time, but I always thought it was a little Wyrd to suck on your own body parts. I did n't think anyone else would imagine it was ok.

He told me to obtain onto that one while he brought my other tit up. I sucked on my left while he sucked on my right. His piece of tail had slowed, but he was doing these long, brawny solidus now, slamming into my organic structure. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' transposition ! '' he whispered. And we traded tits, kissing in between.

'' storage area them, baby ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his deal and started REALLY fucking me fast and hard. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and bosom as best I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the plaza as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his speeding, I felt that howling sense datum developing in my pussy. My orgasm, it 's nearby. It 's on it 's way, it 's building up.

'' Michael, '' I panted. `` I 'm going to, I 'm going to cum soon. ``

From then on it was a bit of a blur. Michael told me later I just panted the word 'Fuck'about a thousand time, with the occasional 'Fuck me Daddy'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 torso. As my cunt trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this recollective, stretched out orgasm that I had never even dreamed of before. I could n't breathe, I could n't talk, I could n't move, I was just a crowd of raw pleasure nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful cock. wafture of cum cramp involuntarily wracked my body. I remember hearing a cleaning woman groaning and moaning, only to clear it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both hired man and lifted my cunt up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his middle fingerbreadth right up my asshole. It felt fantastical. From watching erotica, anal sex always looked matter to, but also very shuddery and something I could never fancy myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't appear all that far-fetched.

With a call of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this fantastic hot feeling in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His cock trembled many multiplication, and I clenched hard right back at him, squeezing as tight as I could. Yes I was a Virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my hero, my relief Daddy, had fucked me and cum in my cunt. I was happy beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his skin covered in a light-colored travail. His iron shaft seemed to suffer shrunk a little, or else I was so stretched, I could n't tell. He kissed me a fiddling, stroked my cheek with his fingerbreadth, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' infant, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to roll off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.

'' conduct me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his back and brought me with him, still with his decreasing cock inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No honey, thank you ! You are awing and this was grand and sanctum shit I ca n't consider 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 guys out. ``

Oh yeah, undecomposed idea. He probably should n't birth cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a torrent of white cum poured out of me onto him, covering his tool, balls, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! Good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't worry, I 'll clean it up. ``

With only a little disinclination, I licked up the for the first time gob of cum I found on his second joint. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't like it ? The for the first time taste was okay, salty, thick, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also savor purulent succus, how bonk cool is that ! Our juices were mixed together ! And, it was fine. In fact, it was good. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk dishful, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard putz, he showed me how to grip it at the derriere and push towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the interior tube. Mmmmm, more cum right wing from the tap. When I got to his balls, he warned me to be easy. formal are so weird, so spiritualist, and ... ugly ... but in a aplomb 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 have 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 hungry, and even a little hungry. I put on his dress shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the clit just to keep it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his room towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guy cable ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her little kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too scant for her and did n't cover up a lot on top, either. Her grimace looked a little flushed, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a second gear ! '' she said as she grabbed some biscuit from a computer software. She glanced at Michael, who stood there stark naked with a gleaming half-hard putz, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that slight tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few days ago, had kind of given him up so that I could be with him. The only living stud within who knows how many Admiralty mile, and who can fuck like a champ, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her hard. I cried a small, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was grotesque. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you give us a duet minutes ? I 'll work back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass work as he walked.

'' love ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. Tears of joy and felicity, but she did n't jazz that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't give birth to generate him up, for me. I mean, he 's fantastic ! I could never do that, not in a million long time ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh dear, I just wanted you to feature a shot at some happiness. With things the way they are, who knows what 's going to happen today, tomorrow, adjacent calendar week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're well-chosen, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my pilus, 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 gracious to hold on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my fuck God yes. You would n't believe how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would trust how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a small bit about sexy things and Michael, and then I asked her something that was bothering me.

'' So Mom. Uh. Anal sex. I um, I want to do it. Tonight. I want to give him everything. But, how do you, um, get ready ? I mean we do n't have any Astroglide like you use at home ... ''

'' What do you imply ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a little slut ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty good spank.

'' well, the truth is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' Well, dearie. I 'm a little Old, and when women get older they do n't always lubricate as much as they used to. I 'm sure, for you, that your kitty-cat succus will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough slit juice ! ``

'' Just cunt juice ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no MD, you know. '' The truth was, I really wanted to get butt fucked but I was scared to death of Michael 's big cock in there. But I knew some of the early girls took him, so I had to be at least as good as they were at it.
'' Well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for heaven 's sakes. Lean up against the comeback. Goddamn kids these days I swear to God, ca n't figure anything out. Go on, diffuse 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 digit inside me as far as they would go, then she finger fucked me for about thirty seconds or so. I could feel my arousal building, and I could feel my juices starting to run again.

'' See ? So you get your fingers as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her fingers and then chafe my asshole, depositing my juices on it. She repeated that again, only this time she pressed a single finger's breadth inside my ass a little bit.

'' okeh so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow. I mean, He has to go slowly. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my tooshie. It felt marvelous. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass brass. `` He should also use some spit, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spit onto my asshole. Her digit continued to fuck my butt as her early hand rubbed my pussy. Then she pulled her finger out my butt, but instantly I could experience TWO fingers pressing against my backdoor. Oh bull !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan Pipeline had just entered me, when in fact two finger were n't even half as long or half as wide as Michael 's cock. I do n't know how this is going to work. I 'll never be capable to fit his cock back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my head, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to finger bonk both of my holes as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

'' well, in her eternal quest to please you, this little lady wants to prepare herself for an anal screwing from you. Knowing how big your pecker is, I figured I better get her ready, somewhat, at least. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my breast as it hung down. His previously limpish cock was now at full attention again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I help with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to tell her that a lingua is good to help out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his head to one side and thought for a here and now. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much more experience getting butt-fucked than I do. Show me how it should be done. ``

With pretend disgust, Mom withdrew her finger from my ass and proceeded to twist down and flora her face between my cheeks. I jumped just a bit as her hot tongue probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand years did I think my mom would one day be licking my bastard, or that I would desire her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to rub down my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, maintain going. you 're doing great. Lick Lorrie 's cocksucker like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could feel pussy juice running down my leg. `` bozo ! '' I said. `` I ca n't remain firm here like this much retentive. ``

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 purulent juices will just flow into her fag. Gayle, you work her pussy and I 'll work on these tits. We will get you juicy, do n't interest, baby. ``

True to his word of honor, Michael started working very hard on my right tit. squeezing, kneading, mashing, petting, licking, all kind of at once.

Mom put two fingers back up inside my pussy and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juice. Her quarter round rubbed on my clitoris. together with the sparks coming from my nipples, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very warm and gentle advert my button. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that matter on my clit, it had to be a tongue. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my slit, my slit. She thrust three or four digit, or maybe her whole helping hand inside my pussy as she licked my lips and clit, now finger fucking me profligate and hard.

Michael decided that this was the time he should slap my tits. 'Increases the blood flow', he said. As he gripped my tit where the peel rose from my chest, the end of my tit and the pap were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at first, but each one got a little harder, made a piddling more than noise.

Mom pulled out her mitt from my puss, and forced it against my now soaked butt hole. Her fingers went in a little, then she pulled them back.

Each metre Mom rammed her finger into my buttocks, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to lick my pussy and they both assaulted my breast and ass, I came in about two minutes.

Pussy juice flowed out of me, I could sense it running out of my slit and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's ready, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my legs. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvis stick up in the air somewhat. He positioned himself at my backdoor.

'' Wait ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's hammer, slobbering all over it.

'' okey, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His cock principal pressed into my ass, and I felt it sort of 'plop'into me as his mushroom head gained access. I stiffened from the hotshot. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' light please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to take him inside me. He must bonk my ass. All the other girls are doing it. And if they are n't, well too bad. I need to be the one giving him what he needs.

Mom bent down to my fount and told me to relax, it will be fine. Then she kissed me for a moment on the brim, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my ichor and forced her way in so she could lick my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's tongue on my clit while Michael slowly fucked my ass little by niggling. Going deeper. Into the bad stead. With my Mom licking my bitch. Are you kidding me ? My nous was spinning in circles as unbalanced 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 suck her tits, and for her to suck mine, and I want everyone to suck my tits. And I want 20 guy wire to stand in a circle around me and jerk off on me and cover me in cum, and Mom can lick it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT screw ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inches inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Savior Jesus I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her head bashed a little, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered backtalk. God, I taste practiced. I thought. I 'm such a loose woman, I also thought. Mom reached back down and finger fucked me in metre with Michael 's CVA. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in heat. speech production of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you stop for a instant. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, screw me doggy flair. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely vacate feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a moment, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' Baby, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulation for this. severalize you what, I 'll lay down on my back, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your brain down there. This way I can figure out your pussy while he fucks your ass. You 'll be mulct this way. ``

okey 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 pussy lips and on my clitoris as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be fine. ``

Michael worked his way in between my legs and Mom 's shoulder and blazon, and got ready again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a min or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's hammer, I just know that I was feeling a little lonely just sitting here on all fours with null to do. Suddenly, Mom 's mouth was back on my bitch and Michael 's cock was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my fucking god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your back ! His peter slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so fully, so filled up, so unadulterated. With Mom licking my cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an rapt body politic. My sleeve and legs lost control, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my bitch hard into Mom 's boldness. I do n't bonk how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My fount landed decent in Mom 's bare kitty. Her heady scent wafted in my nose, her juicy lips covered my buttock. 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 typeface between her folds, smearing her succus all over my boldness. I ate my Mom 's pussy with complete abandon.

Somewhere in the eye of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yelp and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my other cheek even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to intercept ? '' He teased.

I turned to look at him. All sweaty from head to toe, his muscles gleaming in the Light, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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Okay, enough is enough. Lorrie, you write like a missy. Too much of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a duet of professional gay woman. Lorrie 's ass was so fast, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of grade, but you could see a little, well it was fucking awesome. This was in force than any reverie I could have concocted.

I thought the lone thing to make this better was a little ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my little elbow room, and each smacking was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to take care at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's puss juices, her hair stringy with sweat, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to stare into my eye, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her head jerked but she held my gaze, until finally she slumped back down on top of mamma like a rag doll.

I fucked her hard for a few Thomas More strokes, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In seconds, I came too. With a fury, my rooster trembled and shook and I emptied my raging spermatozoon thick inside my baby lady friend 's ass. Wave after wafture, shot after dead reckoning, I finally finished cumming after almost a minute. My cock was physically fag, I could experience it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscle after running a long way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a nice surprise.

From her gaping asshole, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting mouth. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her sassing closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her back. Then Gayle bent down and, with her men, opened Lorrie 's mouth. Gayle slowly opened her own back talk, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her sassing into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum glob for a few moments before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a long time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, utterly spent. My cock lay there like a idle soldier, or More like a complaining soldier. 'No to a greater extent, let me perch !'it seemed to say. Hey little 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 fond boobs against me and draping their branch over component part of me. I mentioned piss again, because I never got any the first time. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two glasses for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. Threesomes can be unmanageable sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt feelings. Mix in some Mother/Daughter hooey, and I did n't know WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three times honey, thanks for asking. I 'm unspoilt. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to osculate her mom on the lips, dragging a big piece of tail tit right in my typeface. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okay. Tired, but a honest tired. I ca n't conceive what we did, what I did. Thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the greatest nighttime of my aliveness. ``

They both squeezed me tight. We drifted off to log Z's, each commonplace and satisfied and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the receiving set blared. `` Michael ! Help ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my affectionate slumber with my two babes, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a century zombi at least ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! cling on ! ``

The young lady were already moving. `` good gear, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the Jeep ! ''

Sounded like the shit was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm protectors, shinny guards, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to master street, weapons hot and set to go. In spite of the danger, there were a few smirky looks passed back and forth, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to battle, but the get laid sure was fun close night ! ``

I rounded the recession a few hundred yards from hardware shop, where everybody was holed up. Zombies crowded around the front doorway. Yeah, at least a century. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a pearl in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't want to just inject 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 peril. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding strong. Erin had climbed out the windowpane onto the facade roof.

right wing by us, next to mickle realty, was Jim 's Fix It Shop. I looked in the window and saw a bunch of tools and broken TVs and early shit. And wire. Spools of wire. I can do something with this ! The Dynamic Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the computer storage and got the spools. Zed was busy making noise down the street, they did n't hear me.

'' margin call Erin, enjoin her to observe it up, keep their care. ``

I had Gayle drive us closer, about 75 yards from the nigh Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my last mag. I 'll just wave at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, Oklahoman would be adept ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, engine idle, gear up to roll. I mean, worse came to pip, we could just aim into a few of them, then drive around town as they followed us. Spread them out some so we could engage them a few at a clip. But I wanted to try this wire affair first.

I undid some wire and wrapped it around the nearest streetlight. With plier, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the ground. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a streetlight on that side, also about a foundation off the solid ground and as tight as I could hit it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the next street lamp about 100 human foot away, and tied another small-arm of telegram across the street about a foot high. Did that four more times.We checked around, no ezed had snuck up behind us from the main road. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the landrover 's horn.

Instantly, about half the streetwalkers turned to count at us. vaunt the French horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' madam, be ready if this does n't work. '' I was pretty scared, actually. If this did n't work, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't recognise if we could nurse off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The first Zachs got to the wire, 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 terminal and the wire, but then those guys zeroed in on us in the middle of the street and hit the following conducting wire. Down went those guys !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. counterbalance and coordination are not his thing. Depending on their condition, it can select 30 seconds, a minute, even more for them to get erect again. Those that did, fell down on the next wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick antics. After a pair proceedings, with still a couplet wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to meet them. We had our AR-15s slung on our backs, I had my spike Crovel and Lorrie had her foresighted poker stick.

'' I got the initiatory one ! '' Lorrie called out. thrust ! Right in this dead guys caput. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's stay close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't want 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 homicidal breakout and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his dead psyche, making sure enough he was re-dead.
fountainhead, the odor was fucking atrocious. And now we had 147 all in guys in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boys, Sir Thomas Wyatt and Morgan, looked a little sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music last-place night. You know, just having a small party. It was pretty former, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. Next thing we know a few of these guys started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the morning ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this morning, they crashed through the glass door, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a elbow room, all we had was my shooting iron, wireless, and my six magazines. ``

'' What did you use to smash out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the piece of furniture, got some beneficial display panel. Erin shot the number 1 few, then we beat the rest down until we could get our artillery. ``

I was kind of pissed at them for getting themselves into trouble. But I was also pretty impressed. They did n't panic, they improvised, they overcame, they fought hard, they killed Zed.

We figured there must have been a herd passing game by on the highway. They heard the music and decided to come take a tone. I read about the ruck a few days ago. When Zed has no stimulation, he just sort of stall there. Then a hoot flies by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of ken. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a purpose. He does n't want to miss out on the action mechanism so he follows him. Zena sees two of her Quaker charging ahead and says yeah baby, I 'm with ya ! future affair you know, 147 dead numskull are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't quit now !

well the Tripwire worked, got ta do more of that. We got ta get our defensive measure up. We ca n't just stimulate these hombre storming our town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the rest period of the day cleaning up. The other remaining townsfolk came out to help, too. Picking up dead z is hard workplace. We dragged them all about a one-fourth mile down principal street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the truckage and dragging, word got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that Momma Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some trauma spirit, too. Some of the daughter were thinking I was off the grocery store and were jealous.

We broke for lunch. As we munched down Dennison 's chilly, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a little scathe, after all, Erin helped arrange this unharmed matter ! Now she seemed a trivial pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really throw any rules right now. Except for the Patsy rule, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to pull up stakes. But, well, normal society has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty free right now. I mean, yeah, we have thing 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 James Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the erotic love microscope stage yet. '' They made peculiar gestures of wiping their forehead in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, chill out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

People seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said early on, I needed to watch over my pace with these little girl, or they may all work 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 okay. I just want to roll in the hay. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the material world, you would be my number miss of all meter. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are difficult clip and we ca n't afford to have everyone pissed at each early right now ... ''

I grabbed a pair of suddenly feet, Lorrie grabbed his hands. We swung him up into a steering wheel barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your musket ball. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to get Thomas More sex with you. A lot more. I am in love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to work out an arrangement here. I 'll mean about it. ``

okeh, I thought, think on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry. I 'd suckle your pecker right now, except it
probably has zombie gunk on it ! ``

'' Hey baby, I never got to lick you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't want to lose you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an idea for tonight, though, Big Daddy. You might wish it. ``

She was right, I did like it.

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Chapter 14 - Group Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the good afternoon. I called my people together.

'' Hey guy, good piece of work today. Let 's get cleaned up for an early dinner up at the theatre. Then I want to consume a scheme school term, we got ta do something so this does n't happen again. '' We piled into the truck and headed up the hill to my shack.

After we all got blank and bright, we had a nice meal of dismiss spaghetti and meatballs, putting green edible bean, and pear tree. Ok, so it was n't all that nice. But it filled us up and did n't take long to make, so that was right enough.

'' Ok common people, '' I began. `` We need a wall. I propose we start with the elevator car in Town. There 's ... what, a duad hundred houses here, and only about 15 concern. Let 's direct the railroad car from the rest of them, course them nose to tail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our little vale to the former end. That way, the zombies will probably fall into the ditch, and we can help with that too, and then they wo n't be able to climb up the ditch because cars will be there on the top bound. We 'll pull up stakes an opening move, and use a big truck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta drain all fluids from the car and pull through them in barrel. deal out the batteries, lighting telegram and material, anything utile. That should contain several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that slight welding workshop down south, see if that guy is alive and help him out. We need him. When we went past him last-place clip, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big plan is to ramp up the 'Sanchez Pit of decease'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the credit, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll need to go about 40 land mile north and see what 's up with the truck stop there before someone else gets to it. hand truck tight stuff and nonsense, hopefully intellectual nourishment, and god knows what else. Trucks also mean shipping containers. We need those to make ramps for the Sanchez Pit. And we can use empty trailers to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couple hr, working out the inside information 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 town would not be entire of Zombies. We also assigned people to specific jobs. Gayle and Lorrie would spend at to the lowest degree 2 hours a day learning herbal medicine and old-fashioned doctoring. Erin would become our armory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top physique. Tina and Payton were to become farm specialiser so that come outflow we would be quick. The duet of Masters and Johnsons would mold on fortifying the wall, building watchtowers, and any early physical security system matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinks. It was good to slow down, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a couple more than hours, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big announcement we had agreed on.

'' I have a big proclamation ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a Porno on the sustenance way TV ! ``

Most the great unwashed laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm serious ! I 'm going to my room for 15 minutes for some concluding hour cleansing. Then I 'm coming out to watch some soil movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to unite. If you do n't want to, that 's ticket, no trouble. Maybe just outride in your room, or you guys can go back down into townsfolk to your store. Again, no harm, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get ready to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my room, you could discover a pin drop.

I turned on my tunes box so I would n't hear any conversations or bitching or moaning or crying. Then I proceeded to brush my tooth, do some final cleanup and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a video was tough. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old schooltime. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a duet of effort pants ranger style, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the pic, cipher 's here. Really ? Nobody ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll check it anyway. I started searching through the server to get the movie up. Just as I got it going, I heard a girl 's voice shout out from the vertebral column :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... borderland ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the cadence. Erin, the Little Tiger, is the team 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 sexy. Erin called out the cadence call and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sentiency in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sentience in lookin down )
Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! ( Ai n't no zombi on the background ! )
Killin zombie spirit all day long ! ( Killin Zombies all day long ! )
Gon na make me big and impregnable ! ( Gon na relieve oneself me big and strong ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're powerful ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Sound off ! ( 1,2 ! )
phone off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to keep a straight face. This was so cool off !

The troop was now arrayed in battlefront of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All troop present and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, Sergeant ! Was there, uh, a problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' supplying event sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a dainty camo baseball hat, and one of my camo shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the strawman. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her lovely minuscule boobs.

'' Dress that line, sergeant-at-law. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a Nice squeeze play on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandanna wrapped around her point, a nice white push-up bra which accentuated her substantive tits, and fight boots.

'' trouser, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that flavor ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' well, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the next female child, Lorrie, who had on a camo T-shirt. That was it. And the T-shirt looked like it was having a toilsome metre 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 xx ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 suck ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my sweats, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard shaft completely in her sass. She got a few virgule in before it got too big for her. By the metre she got to 20, I was at full attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your story ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a black G-string and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a string around her neck, resting comfortably between her delicious boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't deliver a story ? ``

'' drop and give me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not genuine imaginative, not a big verbaliser. But she 's a hard actor and she fucks like a bangtail. the Nazarene, I thought. And a in force cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the team called out in unison.

'' binding in blood, private ! Ok, you two, what the piece of tail ? ``

Lizzy and Wyatt were handcuffed together. Wyatt had on bloomers, which was expert. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my captive, Sir ! ``

'' bazaar enough. prisoner Sir Thomas Wyat, dip and give me ... no wait, give her 20 ! ``

Wyatt eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's slit. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to matter ... alright you 're done. tending ! '' Wyatt got up, his back talk and Chin glistening.

'' Nurse ! '' I said to the succeeding somebody, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hairsbreadth. She also had a two-inch wide bandage wrapped around her chest of drawers at the pap line. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' Step Forward ! '' Nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look healthy, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just cause this for pinch, sir ! It 's my first 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 multiplication. Not that intemperate, but her brass got a small pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I feature another ? ``

Well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be devouring, nanny ! ``

I moved down the line to Kristin and Morgan. She had a dog collar around her neck, with a chain held by Morgan. Henry Morgan had boxers on, while Kristin looked very meek in her long arm army T-shirt.

'' Let me guess ... Another captive ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him think, Sir ! ``

'' That 's what I thought. Better give him 20, though. Now ! ``

She eagerly ate his cock up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the group called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. Stop. whack it off ! '' I yanked on her chemical chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a lucky sumbitch, Lewis Henry 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 blouse, tight bootleg bird, black fishing net, high gear blackguard. damn if she was n't the aphrodisiacal one here. Well, excepting my Lorrie, of trend ! She was also the only when one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' Private Tina ! You look ... exceptional. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious protester ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class Joseph Hooker, Sir ! I want to get lie with ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did to the highest degree everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at relaxation. troops, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. leisure clock time starts in 5 hour. Those who want to be useful will make me a drink. serjeant-at-law, dismiss the police squad. ``

'' Squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premises at 0800 tomorrow for piece of work detail ! Consume accordingly. Any malingerers will be blast ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the couch as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my sweats and sat on the sofa. I was glad I took those 15 bit earlier to clean up, had myself all overnice and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV Remote when Lorrie came up with a couple of drinks.

'' Gimlet ? '' she asked.

'' My favorite, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat future to me. Sort of. She was more like sitting on me. Her house tits pressed into my arm and chest. I took about 4 gulps of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with swallow and everyone mingled for a few min. Nobody really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's musical theme, and we were n't coming through. I downed the rest of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to patronage ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the couch, then I slid down onto the story. Spreading her legs, I began to lick and snog my way up her knees, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and mama Gayle sat on the couch following to Lorrie. It was form of funny remark. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these girls. Many had lost their house, had seen death closing curtain 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 show on the tube.

So, this was n't any different, except now ma Gayle was completely naked and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at Momma 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thigh as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my dirty money. Lorrie 's handwriting naturally went to her mamilla, she massaged them lazily through her tee shirt. I could smell glad little aromas stirring in front of me.

Suddenly, my back was covered in heat, Kaitlyn laid her soft dope on my backrest. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my cock and balls. Oh god, that 's squeamish. Always nice to cause somebody lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my sassing across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her well-shaven outer country. God I was in heaven, and I wanted this to be full for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my hands, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to get her eye. But they were closed in raptus. I felt her oestrus on my natural language as I continued to explore her outside. As I passed over her opening, the heat intensified. I pressed my tongue down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot woman lava covered my tongue in fantastic flavors.

I swallowed some of her juices down, mmm heaven. I looked up at her again, she was looking down lazily at me, almost like she was dreaming. She leaned forward an pulled off her T-shirt, thank god. I needed to see those titmouse ! My left hired man went up to squeeze them while I licked my ovolo and index to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her puss and circled around her clit with my spit as my decently hand began to tease her pussy and ass with my fingerbreadth. Her succus quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my spit lightly on her clit, feeling the strong little nub under me. I sped up a picayune and added some press, varying my path as I tongue lashed her entire cunt. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

Someone tapped me on the articulatio humeri. 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 mouth, and she licked and sucked me clean of Lorrie 's pile up juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's mamilla. I dove back in and tongue fucked her pussy. rachis and forth with my fixed spit inside her steaming hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a couple transactions of that, I slid a finger up inside her as I worked my rima oris up towards her rock heavy little button. First, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some good atmospheric pressure. The I gave it a few glancing clout, drawing groan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my tongue firmly against her clit.

For the following ... I do n't lie with how many minutes ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clit. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that entirely area into my lip. I struggled to keep up with her menstruum of secernment, swallowing as outdo I could, but I really did n't require to let her go. I slipped Sir Thomas More digit inside her hot hole, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her hard while continuing to chivy her clitoris. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my head between her thighs, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bloody murder as her orgasm ripped through her cunt and bedspread throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me kibosh after about a minute.

'' dada ! '' she gasped, barely able-bodied to breathe. `` I ca n't ... Daddy I ca n't contract it anymore ... Daddy ... ''

Haha ! No be intimate way. I held on and continued to lick and suck her clit. Lorrie 's orgasm continued, rising and falling with my speed and pressure, balancing on the sharpness of the waterfall, and then plummeting over the edge. Only to be on another edge, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a couple second of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any tending to any else for the last 15 minutes, I had no idea what was going on. I gathered that people were doing some sexy things, but they had all stopped in the terminal 5 bit due to the measure of randomness Lorrie made ! They gave me a courteous round of applause as I rose from between her wooden leg. I waved to the crowd, tipped my imaginary hat, then fell into the arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, hanker and deep, her glossa totally engaged with mine. I felt expert to rest a picayune, my jaw was a bit tired !

I sat back on the couch and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my rigid turncock in both men and began stroking me. Her blondish hair blocked my scene, but I could sense her hot sassing settle onto my shaft as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on lorry lovely, rigid nipples. These babe were vast 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 cockeyed cunt with my cock, at last, and finally I had fucked all the cleaning lady here !

Looking around, Momma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her tits while Kaitlyn licked her smooth cunt. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the overlord boys, while her sis Kristin and Lorrie looked on with serious luxuria in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending clit flying and her tits bouncing. Her perky piffling daughter were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my cock. Her pissed pussy clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her long orgasm, I guess a turncock in her pussy and in her ass felt pretty good ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's font, surprising everyone with the amount of succus emanating from within.

Morgan pulled his cock from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' Next ! '' he called out with his and his brother 's hard hawkshaw at full attention.

Kristin shook her mind. I guess the ass was n't her matter. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The male child positioned her over Wyatt 's cock, and then Daniel Morgan moved up to bonk her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her tremendous tits in my grimace. I sucked them for a span minutes, then got up and mounted her from behind. Her snatch accepted my big cock, no enquiry asked. Not quite as tight as a teenage girl, she still felt mythologic. I gave her a serious fuck, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her face on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean of all those succus. I rammed my shaft back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in ecstasy from her double-fucking. I do n't know how those master boys were holding off and not cumming, but good for them !

'' Anyone else ? '' asked Morgan.

Lorrie looked at me shyly, pleadingly.

'' Go get 'em, truelove ! '' I said.


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Chapter 15. Lorrie 's fib, Part II
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J. P. Morgan laid on his back with his cock standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my helping hand and helped me lower myself onto John Pierpont Morgan 's cock. Wyatt stood by with his rooster standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his brother 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No snuggling, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can fuck and suck, but no kissing. surely, I 'm down !

Somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in town. Fingers probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something huge pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyatt ! I gritted my teeth as he entered my butt. Good Shepherd Christ ! No diplomacy, like Michael, he just forced his way in. Thank god for the lubricant.

'' FU-U-U-CK ! ! ! '' I hollered. I was double-fucked !

I collapsed on top of Morgan, both he and Sir Thomas Wyat squeezed my pap hard. But Jesus, I was filled up. I pretty a good deal went limp as they pumped my pussy and ass. I could n't even cerebrate about gripping a rooster or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next thing I know, something big and soft and hard and wet was forcing it 's way into my mouth. I guess Michael could n't abide it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three holes filled ! I could savour somebody 's cunt on Michael 's peter. My mind drifted, overwhelmed with sex as stopcock tried to get deeper and profoundly into me. My puss was on fire, my ass felt cracking, and I could barely breathe as Michael 's huge cock fucked my face.

John Pierpont Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the chum. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. Girls flocked to the two boys as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the floor 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 trauma for a import. It was like he hit bottom, I do n't know. His tool 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 climax built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to crunch my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge cock swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the point of accumulation. I begun cumming as I felt his come shoot into me. It felt SO sang-froid having his tool flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My cunt clenched him back as my well ever climax swept through me. He ate me out about 15 minutes earlier, that was my best orgasm. But this one, even better. It just would n't stop. We continued to kiss as our common orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` infant, get off me so I can get these guys out of me ! '' I loved the taste of his sperm cell and I wanted some. OK, 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 delight ripples through my full kitty. I held him as close and as firmly as I could. I loved him so much.

getting bivalent fucked was dandy, but ... it 's nothing like this. Basking in the after gleam with your man.

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Early the future morning, Michael 's watch started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' Fuck me again, baby '' I half-moaned. I checked my pussy, still a bit damp. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my other deal. I got ta get some succus going !

'' baby, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't give birth time to do you justice -- ''

'' Come on, Daddy ! '' piped in Mom. `` Give her a quickie ! ``

Mom grabbed his shaft and slobbered all over it for a second. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my peg, and my slit throbbed the instant 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 proper there.

'' Jesus of Nazareth fucking Christ ! You two ! You 're fucking trollop ! ! ``

His shaft expanded in me as he filled me with his cum. He came down on top of me, all three of us kissing. Finally, he got up.

'' Come on you guys, big day ! '' Oh yeah, we 're supposed to build a wall, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` Come here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard cock. His salty cum tasted great, mixed in with my snatch juice. The lot was apparently too a good deal for him, mom and daughter licking his tool. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't do all that well. But that was n't the case with Michael.

'' Fuck Mom, and give her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's pussy as he went back to his elbow room to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to spatial relation this car along the ditch. Look, I 'm not so good at backing up, ok ? I rolled the stupid Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this arrangement where some of us moved cars, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during combat education, all program go out the window when the first snapshot is fired. Well, the kickoff shot, 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 argument over one of the former cars that was owned by a dead person.

It seems that both of these old guy rope were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. well they got into a fight about which of these guy wire should get her car. See, Michael had said we should sustain any 4-wheel cause vehicles, any Priuses or early hybrids, any vans, and maybe a couple of fast car if we found any. And we let the keep folk music keep whatever cars they had. But we needed the sleep for the wall.

So peeress Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le cavalry sword. It had some huge railway locomotive in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to hold open it. The argument got bigger, fists were thrown, people pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from town and aim it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was very well, right up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the slam came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the unworthy people I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was more than of a glancing shock and my Lacrosse helmet blocked most of it. I was n't knocked unconscious, but, as they say, I got my `` bell rung ''. Two guys grabbed me, tied up my hands with those plastic zip-tie things, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their truck they had hidden behind some tree. They jammed me between the two of them in the front keister. Jesus of Nazareth Saviour 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 name, hot stuff and nonsense ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, greasy hairsbreadth and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking black guy, did n't expect as bad, but still pretty dirty and grimy.

'' Fuck you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' fountainhead, is n't that nice. Fuck-you, it 's nice to meet you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the main road. He grinned at me with these slimy teeth 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 ? Brassica napus me, for certainly. Then kill me ? Do n't kill me now, I 'm in love !

'' FUCK ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about XX transactions up the road, the hale time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the things he 's going to do to me. The device driver was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed sozzled or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this gear, and a pistol, and fastball and stuff and nonsense on a vest while Tom did n't sustain anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the wholly affair here.

We slowed down at a negative stimulation for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big Trent says you can pee. '' But Tom slowed down.

'' I 'm going to pee in your truck right now if you do n't let me out. ``

Tom stopped the truck, right at the crossroads. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trent is about the motortruck. ``

'' Shut up slave ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the shots, not you ! ``

Silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you take in '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me informal or I 'll fall over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her loose, slaveboy, and look on her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me release, and I stood there for a moment. I could see Robbie had a hard on from rubbing my tits and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my guidance. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my hair and posed a fiddling, letting my long hair fly in the breeze. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a Dubyuh. Perfect.

'' come on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my United States Army knickers, pulled them down and divulge my naked pussy to this flaming prick. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a diddlyshit, and ... nothing, at first. Finally, I closed my eyes and tried to relax, and then I let it fly. The real whoremaster was not to get it on my bloomers. Robbie stood transfixed. asshole. He undid his fly and began stroking his hard petty cock. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't mention the size of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't actuate ! Do n't make me germinate 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 down you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the other hand. Damn handgun grips on the AR, they let you take one handed if you want.

'' Pull up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and shot his load onto my tits and bra.

'' Alright, fall on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my pants up. My t-shirt soaked in several places through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and stuffed me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot bigger than our footling one. We stopped after a couple minutes near a gigantic funnies mall that had a Walmart in it. A large pirate flag flew from the top. The big computer storage had hundreds of necros around it.

'' Home, sweetness dwelling ! '' announced Robbie.

'' semen on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my James Bond and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the ceiling of the strip mall. From there we walked a couple hundred yards til we got to the Walmart roof. There were about 6 or 8 armed guys up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombies trying to get in down below. These guy were just hanging out. And staring at me, but nobody said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` Back off ! ``

We climbed down some stairs at the back, down to the storage room of the Walmart. They led me through to the briny floor, some light filtered down from the fanlight but the lights were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, sure-enough, perched up on these display cases, sitting in an easy chairwoman like he was a Riley B King on a stool. A naked woman kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy legs. A yoke guy rope stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the make-do steps. Tom followed some distance behind.

'' wellspring, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a circle around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some fine piece of ass, not this shit you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the girl who had been at his side. She whimpered and bowed her oral sex low.

What an asshole, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty Danton True Young matter ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trent glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your name, dear ? '' he asked me again.

'' Fuck you ! '' It was all I could think of to say.

'' Ah, defiance ! How nice. well I 'm sure we can perplex that out of you. Or jazz it out of you. Lots of men here ... they 'd all like a fissure at you. hold back a second, what 's this ? '' Big Trent had lifted my hair and saw a prominent bruise near my temple. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this steady ? '' he asked.

'' From prick over there ! '' I pointed my head at Robbie.

Big River Trent got very quiet. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, frozen in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a little tap -- ''

'' A little tap ? '' Big Trent River asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And wait at these tits ! They look real. Are they ? ``

Big Trent squeezed my boobs for a few moments. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the fuck ? '' he asked in jar. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his men in horror.

I told him. `` Genius over there jacked off on me and shot his shitty cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent looked to Tom for substantiation. Tom nodded his head 'yes .'

Big Trento slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me allude ... you let me put my paw on YOUR roll in the hay JIZZ ? ``

'' No BT it 's not like that ! You see she was -- ''

I did n't see it because I turned away, but Robbie dropped like a sack of murphy, his question twisted at a weird angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. Drag his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, start talking. Where your from. What 's your apparatus, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to think of something to say. I came up empty. `` I do n't have much to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to kill you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My Daddy. He will pour down you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trento thought about that for a few mo. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, tell me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up auto, like a paries. Down in Larchmont. That 's that tiny township a few stat mi south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a couple men, peck of girls. They had a couple guns ... ''

'' And, '' River Trent interjected. `` They 're clean. Very houseclean. They got their shit together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to noblewoman wear, get her something else to wear. And get some wipes and clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to talk to me, real soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to number with him. We passed a guy walk towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy face, beady eyes.

As we got to the ladies section, Tom relaxed his grip and looked around.

'' facial expression, '' he whispered. `` I 'm disconsolate. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, grab a shirt. They 'll kill my family if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your knife back. I took it from that shithead when we fed him to the deaders. blot out it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. time lag til it 's morose and things quiet down. Too many guy wire around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trent and his crew. The quietus of us are prisoner, or scared shitless, forced undertaking variety of matter. They make us kill the deaders at the front, but just with rakes and digger. Still, if your man comes, we can help oneself out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my daddy IS coming. When he does, continue out of his way. I 'll try to sustain you safe. ``

Tom looked at me like I was crazy. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in action. He 's all iciness and material, until the shit gets going. Then he turns into this major hard-core killer. It 's almost scarey, but it 's also totally aphrodisiac. And he 's going to economize me.

At least, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, tight. I could n't get anything even remotely loose. Big Trent questioned me for, I do n't know, maybe like an hour ?. He wanted to know the layout of our place, how many mass we had, how much food, how many guns, everything. He threatened, ache me a little, I held out a long time. Finally I gave some bullshit answers. I told them our fastness was some of the houses right by the road. I told him we were almost out of solid food. We had 5 search rifles. We bathed in the watercourse. There was only 6 of us.

But each solvent, I held out. Trento punched my stomach. Slapped my peg. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy clock time. Come on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright looker, '' Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the heavy material is going to come down just about now ! ``

Trento pulled out a immense knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about shit myself.

Trent River dragged the tongue down my face, between my knocker, I trembled.

'' You told me the whole truth, right ? '' he asked. `` Nothing but the truth ? ``

'' So avail me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the assist, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent River had a wild look in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it widely open. He cut through my bra. My tit flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the guy rope on the cap are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and moderate it out. '' The firing increased above us. Trent felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to befuddle up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your pa, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More stab sounded, and one of the skylights shattered. Right near us.

Suddenly, a body flew through the skylight and crashed about 20 fundament away. The head was shot and he was a mess from the declension, but you could differentiate by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! Shit ! What the roll in the hay ! Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another dead body came through the skylight, Trent and his guys fired everything they had at the possibility. Three down. They ran out of ammunition, dropped mag and put in more and kept shooting at the ceiling near the gap. Finally, cypher had any full mags left.

This uncanny scraping dissonance emanated from the ceiling. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another organic structure flew through the initiative 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 alive !

Trento and his guy cable were in a scare. They were n't ready for anything like this. All their magazines were empty, they scurried about looking for more ammo. They finally found a case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another body fell through the skylight. Five. crack to absolute shit. They shot a few cycle back towards the hole and ran out of ammo again. Trent screamed at his guy cable to obtain Sir Thomas More ammo. Jesus of Nazareth, did n't these blockhead have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the front end doorway. Several of their hombre went to get some of the cans.

Trent pulled out a gigantic shooting iron, I found out later it was called a 'Desert eagle'. A guy named Samuel Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random shots into the ceiling until Trent told him to tap it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my boobs hanging out. Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my top dog. I, um, relieve oneself right then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent River yelled. `` See who these dead cat are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead cat. Trent and President Lyndon Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to catch sight of something. I watched Tom roll the dead bozo around, and saw him pocket a shooting iron. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` Shot in the capitulum, amongst other places ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't work out the former guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent River whirled in panic. `` How many guys were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulders. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all numb. Fuck ! '' Trent pointed the Desert eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bellyache ... Call him off ! ``

I made a fount at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the forehead. It did n't knock me out, but it hurt like damn and made my headway twisting. I could hear River Trent but it was like I was underwater. I could learn him yelling about covering the back stairs or something. Next thing I know, Alexander Wilson has a big gaping hole in his head, and Tom is standing there with a evil feeling on his brass and a smoking gun in his hand. I guess he scavenged it from one of the dead cat. Tom shot two More bad bozo before Big Trent fired on him. Tom was able to duck down an aisle.

Trent could n't dog him because he heard his name being called. By my pop !

'' Trent ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be friends. ``

'' Yeah aright ! '' responded Trent as he ducked behind a good deal of Coors beer slip. `` And how the ass do you experience my name ? ``

'' One of your piffling ass-kisser squealed up on the roof, but do n't concern ! He wo n't ever squeal again. ``

Sir Thomas More snapshot and call came from various persona of the store. The 'slaves'were rising up against their schoolmaster ! So cool ! Trent River did n't know what to do, or where to look, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll shoot your cunt ! '' Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to orient the bird of Jove at me.

Trento 's head exploded. I thought, I did n't make love a forefront could just burst ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each other, guns pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to shout. `` You 're on the ... Saame side ''

I blacked out.

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Epilogue
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I shot this shithead Trent right field in his know head. I scanned for objective and saw this Negro guy also shooting at River Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was kind of hoping that he would n't film me since we both shot Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the same side, and we lowered our weapons as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' covert us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any more of these guys ? ``

'' I do n't roll in the hay, I think my booster took out the rest up near the front man, but I ca n't be sure yet. ``

Lorrie looked okeh, she had a swelling on her forehead.

'' arrest here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My name is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You salutary, Tom. I 've killed a lot of hoi polloi today, I do n't listen adding to the leaning. ``

There was some commotion up front, so I skirted around through the toys and cosmetics to see what was happening. The cause of the rumpus became well-defined ; 20 or so people were beating 3 or 4 people to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the captured miss ! '' They had rakehell and spadeful and started advancing on me. There was blood in their eyes !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the corner, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's fine ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's cool. He just killed about 15 of our asshole warlords. Let 's not kill him just yet. ``

As the state of affairs defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some seize rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to cypher in particular.

A bruised up gentleman, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the women and kids locked up in the nail beauty parlour next door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking piece of shit guard, does n't receive much breathing time left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The Ithiel Town was swarmed early on by zombies. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living hoi polloi were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Sabbatum. For a lucky few, the unhurt family was shopping at the Saami time and survived intact. For others, their loved ones were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` rattlesnake '' showed up and easily took over the store and the group. The freight train acted like Christ on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the first gear night, however, the rattlesnake showed their genuine colors ; they enslaved everyone and began their reign of affright and rape. This went on for three weeks, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the cap. She covered the grouping with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to turn down the drum, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're all right ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't find out anything for awhile, I was thinking the worst ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the people and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens next ? ``

Just then Tom and his crew returned, Tom holding tightly to a woman and a 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 rattlesnake on the roof, which allowed me to climb up and into your Walmart here where, with the help of Tom, we do n't have a freight train problem anymore. ``

I expected the survivor to be a little more happy about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our intentions. Rightfully so, I guess. The last 'saviors'did n't work out so well.

'' wellspring, guys, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These hammerhead shot one of my people back home. Do you beware if we get some medical examination supplying ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the chemist's shop section. These guys still had fully stocked shelves of most everything. Jesus, I thought. regard I was a little more than mercenary in my way of mentation. I would withdraw everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and little miss still around his neck. `` tone, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinary surgeon. Or, I was. I could bring a looking at your someone if you wanted ... Maybe we can turn 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 former, but we might be able to function out some swap between our mathematical group, maybe even merge them together ... for our mutual 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 down already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you mean ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling babe Jessie from her female parent 's arm and breast. Carefully, I set her down in her trot. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a little, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly large breasts lay against her venter, her left one still leaking milk. I pulled her out of the rocker and led her towards our way and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my fingerbreadth to my lips, telling her to keep still and not heat the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the door. `` I 'm tired from the alimentation. ``

'' Do n't concern, this wo n't take yearn ! '' I ca n't sit in a way with her for very long while she feeds the baby, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My iron tool bashed into her legs as I grabbed her tits and squeezed them together.

Milk gushed from both her mammilla like a water system fountain, except this jet had many different streams ! Warm milk sprayed on my font and dripped off my Kuki. I opened my mouth and savored the sweet tang. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the doodly-squat 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 babe quarter ? Oh ... '' I did n't even appear up. It was my feeding time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the succeeding thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a little. She was trying to get between her daughter 's stage. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a little, so as not to fall back my hold on Lorrie 's nipple. Gayle snuggled her face into Lorrie 's slit, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I kind of fall behind track of clip when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking knocker, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't know how long it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the sensations from my milk-sucking and her mom 's tongue-lashing took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiet orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` Fuck Mee-Maw. ``

'' Bullshit 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you small cunt ! '' As punishment for this breach of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her girl 's slit, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's tits. Truth was, I think I had enough. moldiness 've been eight or ten ounces ! Gayle rose up on her knees but kept her face buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's pants, struggling to get them off. I 've asked her before to have them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't call back ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old woman, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening pussycat lips. I was too wound up for discreetness and felt a little selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and ram down my cock in tough ! Oh yessss ... the only thing that feels better than drinking warm tit-milk is sliding my cock into a hot and randy pussy ! I looked up at my two hot mum. wellspring, technically one mom and a grandma. But the grannie just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few weeks I can fuck my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too tender from the delivery.

I 'm meritless to say, but I could only last a minute or so indoors Gayle 's sopping wet pussy. My climax was approaching, and there was n't much I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... pant ... ) need to rest hydrated ! '' I only had about ten sec to go.

'' return it to me child ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right following to Lorrie 's font. Grabbing my cock, I stroked it a couple times and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot current of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming mouthpiece. Gayle 's work kicked in properly then, so Lorrie was cumming as she swallowed down my jizz gleefully, even gratefully, perhaps.

I rolled off to the side, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's titmouse. She ground her clit into Lorrie 's erect and milky nipple. Gayle came hard in just under a minute, mixing her cum with Lorrie 's Milk River. They both looked at me.

'' Oh alright, '' I said, feigning ennui. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and Milk River covered tits in my brass. I revelled in the mixed intermixture and my cock recovered from it 's former state of about 95 % hard to completely rock upstanding again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a tuner call interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, follow in Mustang. '' That was our house call sign.

I struggled over to the handheld. `` Yeah Little Panthera tigris, what 's up. '' Erin wanted something.

'' Just letting you know that helicopter flew by again. Looks like he wants to bring. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't shoot unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't shoot down ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that woman down for ten have sex mo ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' haste up SOB. piddling tiger out. ``

Is that any way to talk to her commanding officer ? I did n't think so. She will take some form of punishment tonight. Probably have to tie her Down and make her watch me fuck her girlfriend Payton. Yeah, that would shape !

I did want to zip, though. We had seen a chopper go by a few multiplication in the last workweek. They were checking us out. It was the Air force-out or the U. S. Army, we could n't tell which but knew it was military.

The girls helped me dress in my dependable automaton killing turnout. We did n't have uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more practical issue. They finished strapping on my train and I hauled ass down to the rear of original 's and Johnson Hardware stock in the Jeep. They were going to follow me in a couple minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 feet away, the door gunner covering us. Some troops inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the hoodlum of the Jeep and stepped away from it. I made big pointing motility with my hands, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few century feet. A minuscule bag dropped out of the chop and landed in a spate of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio wrapped in dirty socks and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' Howdy, '' I called, might as well wakeless friendly. `` Whatcha hombre deprivation. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United state US Army. Do we give permission to shoot down ? I 'd like to speak with whomever is in charge. ``

'' If your design are peaceful, Colonel, then follow on down. ``

They sat the shuttlecock down in a whirlwind of dust and shut it down. After a few tense moments where we each wondered if we would shoot at each early, I turned slowly to depict I was unarmed. Erin and the passe-partout brothers still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my masses had their weapon system trained on the Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and approached me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, Mayor, Commandant, Captain, and founding father of this town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no interest group in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your guys could assume a less belligerent posture ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their triggerman elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' Drink, sir ? '' I queried. `` A little of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a good musical theme ! '' I ushered him into the Hardware store where John Pierpont Morgan quickly set us up with a bottle of diddly-shit and two glasses. I poured us each a couple fingers worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen near of our area from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your purpose are with us. '' These guys had the upper mitt, for sure. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and weaponry. But I did n't want to just give away the headstone to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of Fort Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their sightly share of zombie worry, but were fortunate to not return into total lawlessness. They still had over half of their flock, about 8,500 sept including families on base.

'' virtually other initiation were n't that lucky, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent city conflict. We 've stayed out of the big city so far, just seems like too big of a job to undertake. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you call your contraption out front man ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Sanchez Death Pit, you mean. Invented by an xviii twelvemonth old girl, who happens to be my wife and mother of my small fry. Anyway, it 's pretty simple, but very effective. You wan na film a looking ?. ``

We walked remote and found the chopper guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. Guys were smiling and laughing, having a dependable time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your boys forgot to draw out security ! ``

He shook his head. `` We 've got about an 8:1 proportion of men to women, so your gallon here are a sight for very, very sore oculus ! ``

'' Not going to be a problem, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not stick out any kind of unwillful behavior. That being said, we do cause some VERY well-fixed women who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain moral measure. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my mo in charge. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walk to get to the end pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his people moved here from another town after a shared incident brought us together. We took over a truck point north of here, arranged the shipping containers to act as paries and funnel, and to act as incline for our snake god acquaintance. We 've got a short Bobcat skidsteer auto over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Michael Assat Pit of destruction ! By the way, we claim all copyrights and stylemark to that epithet. ``

The Army Guy were stunned by the Death Pit. We were currently in the middle of passively dispatching a moderately good-sized heard of a couple thousand zombilators, at least. We mostly stood precaution, somewhat out of sight so the zeds would n't get distracted, and fired a shot every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot fall and tried to clamber over the container wall.

'' It 's so simple ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, elegant ! You do n't even call for come-on, right ? You 've got smoke rising from the burning dead, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few times, and we did n't have sufficiency mass or ammunition to fight them one by one. We needed a passive answer, and Lorrie Sanchez came up with it ! I 've seen enough zombi spirit pic, although I never expected to be in one. But the mass were always making dull mistakes. They never had a place they could shut away down and try and take off over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any problems with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a lilliputian confused. The fire might die down or a bird might perturb them. But then we just ring this Vanessa Bell we got from a church. '' I pointed to the bell hanging out in the eye of the pit, supported by a 2x4 structure. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacons, cop luminousness, to get their attention again. When it gets deadening, we have to block up the Allium tricoccum so we can clean out the trampled bodies. That 's probably the with child danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's creative thinker was spinning. `` You could, wow, build more ramps, dig a deeper pit so they always break, rig up ignitor so they fire in chronological succession to create illusion of movement up the ramp ... holy shit, this could really exercise. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' well, sir, it does employment. 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 rib spend a penny me a list of what you need ? You 've got a good frame-up here and I want to see you succeed. You 're going to require more ploughland than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with pure mirth. `` Well. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be skillful. Ma two and Barretts, and plenitude of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 round of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallons of gasoline, and tanks to hold it. A few thousand MRE 's would help. What else. Clothes. easy lay. toilet paper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah fencing ! We need fencing material so we can flourish our farms. Goats, crybaby, cows, and some Sir Thomas More home, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okay with you, I 'd like to set up an auxiliary post here. Man it with 50 people. Some Humvees. 2 Strykers. Medical trailer and staff. And I 'd wish to offer you a direction as a major in the Army Reserves. The billet will be under your dictation. ``

'' I 'm esteemed sir, '' I said, my representative faltering. `` Not sure I want to be in the Army, though. I just want to stay here and raise my category. No disrespect, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reserves. You 'll outride here and overtop the entire county, maybe even respective counties. But you will live here. With our reenforcement. Meanwhile, we will subscribe your Sanchez idea and unloosen all of Colorado River, and the country, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chopper. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as technologist and couturier of the new post. Erin fairly leapt at the prospect to see Cpl. Flint around. Poor guy, I thought. He does n't stand a hazard !

I went back to the house and told the Lady and the baby about the conversation. Jessie spit up a little, but I did n't take that as a negative. 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 US Army guys waltz in here and take over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about shitheads that live off the government tit ? ``

well, shit, when she put it that way, it did n't fathom like such a thoroughly deal.

'' baby, '' I said, trying to sound promising. `` We have to connect with others. We have to get rid of these zombi. We need music, more food, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my tike, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able to acquire, and suit something other than just semi-starving zombie paladin ! We do n't induce to go back to the old way of pure greed and avarice, but maybe we can pee a better earth this time. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this shit up. I do n't want to be beholden to the Army, either. But I feel the best way to improve the globe is to get involved, be the one on the inside and guide policy and change. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the rest of the humankind dies completely ... ''

What the fuck did I just say ? I do n't need fantastic, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie pyrexia, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't want you leaving us. shew the Army how to construct these Death endocarp. 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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quadruplet solar day later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'U. S. Army uniform. Already had a decoration on it, too. Red, Stanford White, and blue grade insignia with a'Z'in the middle of it. I got several sets of camo also, as did everyone in town. But the colonel said I should get into this for my courtly induction and reference to the town.

I stepped out into the family way of my adobe brick rook to see what the ladies thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

wolf whistles. Catcalls. Fist pump. And that was from baby Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her way. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' bend 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.

'' masking me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to direct the troops in ... xv minutes ! ``

'' This wo n't take that long, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my undifferentiated pants and took out my hardening cock. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her uniform blouse and took her tits out. Staring me down, she lifted her teat to her mouth and began to sop up her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't take long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my acquaintance queen regnant Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

Comments welcomed !