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Chapter 1 - The Beginning
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging peter. Her dishevel blond tomentum partially covering her side she lolled her header from side to side as her orgasm wracked her entire organic structure. Her beautiful bosom quivered and rock like only big breasts can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her sexual climax left her spent of energy.

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

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

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 months, although that really was n't my style. After my divorce, I played it pretty fast and loose with the madam. Nothing too rich, nix too sober, just kept it light. If the lady was in to me, then, great ! If she was n't, no worries, there 's more.

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

I squeezed one tit hard as my other arm supported me. Her voiced material body felt wonderful in my hand. Just beautifully squishy and yet house, with very responsive tit. I pushed it up to her face and sucked her tit right adjacent to her face. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own tit, to which she accepted and gently drew into her oral cavity. I kissed her and she released her tit ; we both licked it vigorously as my gormandise dick continued to know her soaked pussy.

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

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

'' No, but it 's fine ... 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.

'' OK baby, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my prick a couple times and her cunt responded with death-grip clench as she came. I wanted to cum on her nipple and font. I wanted to coat her stallion body with my spermatozoon. I wanted her to bang that she was very special to me. I could barely comprise my cum.

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

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

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

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her breast and went to barricade her face with her work force. My cum splashed onto her teat and a couple streams hit her block hired man full force. Dammit, would 've gone right in her mouth, too. She turned her mind as far to the side as it would go. Still, a few stray drops and splattering got through and hit her impertinence and neck.

I still had a couple injection 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.

the Nazarene, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The faucet ran for several proceedings as she cleaned up. inferno, I 'm surprised she did n't take a bath or a cascade. 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 descend in inter-group communication with her golden ringlet. Hey, she did get gorgeous hair, but still, man.

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

'' You know, '' I began. `` I licked your cunt for at to the lowest degree a half an hour tonight. ``

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also recall your prolusion blow job was feeble at best, and lasted almost a minute and a half. I was just so charge to deliver you in my bed that I did n't mind it at the time.

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

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

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

multitude should just give birth signs around their neck opening. `` 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 worry in the retentive run.

I was rather disappointed. We had talked of taking following week off and going to my mountain cabin. Spending a week with her in a cabin, screwing, hiking, fucking, scrawny dipping, boffing this beautiful woman. Maybe I could still predict her and --

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

Right. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

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

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

It 's a accommodative venture between myself and three of my high school buddies. One of them, David, had this kingdom above a small townsfolk. We decided it would make a cool getaway. So we built a low cabin and took go using it on weekends. We each contributed a sealed total of money each calendar month for improvements and such. After 15 years, it 's reasonably fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the piazza looks like a nice southwesterly adobe brick house. It 's rather shoddy, though, as the paries are 3 feet of sword, brick, dirt, and adobe. The windowpane are merely cosmetic ; they conceal 'ports'that are neat for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's kind of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and hide out depot region where we 've got 3 40'containers of food, vesture, supplying, artillery, ammo. Then, in the service department, we 've got a Unimog ( crazy, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater Rhinos, a two seater Razr, and a few bike. I do n't ride the bicycle, though ; too uncoordinated.

The house/castle eternal sleep 8 comfortably, but you could squeeze in 12 or even more in a hint. We made it for each of us 4, plus 1 each, for 8. Then, one of my buddies had a baby. Uh oh. If we all have infant, there wo n't be any elbow room. So we laid the introduction for another castling just a few foundation away. Should guide a twelvemonth or two to finish.

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` Information police officer '' of our group. import, I built us a web with satellite memory access to the 'net. I had redundant waiter and free parts to last for years and years. Part of my job was to download clobber, information. So I downloaded Youtube videos of how to make diesel fuel, tutorials on farming, articles on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, goat milking, account book on making whiskey, plus I ripped M of pic and stored them, too. We had a pretty good encyclopedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And porn. I downloaded lot of porn. Videos and news report. Guys got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all doom and gloom.

So I went up the Saturday after Claire. I got the solar control panel out and set them up. Got out the aerogenerator, checked the stamp battery, checked the fuel stage, checked our body of water tanks ... basically made the billet livable.

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

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

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

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

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

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

So I assured him I would check it out. Reluctantly, I put the nearly beat fish back in the Creek, packed up my gear and strolled back to the cabin. I flipped on the browser to our deary 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 couplet yr ago doing that. That 's not exactly a zombie Apocalypse. I called St. David back.

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A physician. He said he saw a guy at the hospital rise up after a heart attack. He bit like three nurses and orderlies. The sensitive passed it off as a craze lunatic. ``

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

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

'' well, I 'm already here, so hurry the screwing up. ``

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. snake god. If that 's true, I 'll require more of my guns. 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 accelerator for parting etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's fine, but I want my 1911, my early AR with the visualise CRO, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other shooting iron, and more ammo, and some other dirt. And, night as well get as much food as I can while the store 's are still open.

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

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

On the way, a fib came on the wireless of a different crazed man on a rampage who attacked three people at a mortuary in Denver. I pushed the landrover 's gas pedal a small more.

After a grueling trip home, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to prevent going. I packed up dress, pictures, fallal, cameras, anything of note value. I have a decent-sized off-road utility trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that clobber. My jeep I filled with my guns, ammo, other artillery, my gold and silver grey rhythm, all my tools, and tail of gas. Grabbed my topical anesthetic stash of cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour super Walmart.

Now, we each had over 4 old age of food per soul stored at the cabin, but it 's all freeze-dried and dehydrated poppycock. Not all that exciting. I wanted some unspoiled hooey if the world was ending.

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's canned fruits. Filled up an intact shopping cart of beauty and Pyrus communis and pineapples. contain that out to the trailer and dumped it. Went back and bought another cart of send away vegetables. Then I went for the canned meats like stews, tuna, Gallus gallus, spam, chili. Took two handcart for all that.

Thomas More misstep for soups, veggie, and then the boxes of potato dishes and alimentary paste sweetheart. More trips for cooking oil, spices, and More stuff I do n't even no what. At some point, one of the prole started helping me so affair went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

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

I thought about it for a moment, then spoke straight up. `` mightiness be the zombies, Stan. You should get make. Get some nutrient and dickhead. '' I tipped him a couple of hundreds. He was really helpful.

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

'' code blue air to ladies wear ! code Amytal Ladies Wear ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the help dude, Stan.

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

I paid the clerk. We heard screams coming from close by. Coming from the lady clothing section. Two womanhood staggered out from the racks, boastfully wounds on their sleeve. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The saving
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I got the infernal region out of contrivance, err, Phoenix. When the shit hits the fan, you want to be first out or you 'll be stuck in traffic kettle of fish forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Sun break of the day so the road were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily laden landrover up the 5,500 base climb on I-17 to Flagstaff.

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

Called my parents. They did n't trust me about anything. Dad did contain that the threshold was locked. sigh. I 'd set them up with as a lot poppycock as I could, but you can only do so lots for people. They did n't want to come over from Vegas. They do have a shotgun, water barrels, MREs ... should utmost them a couple months.

Went up to flagpole and turned east on 40, could see some fires burning in the little city. operate 50 some-odd mi outside of townspeople, then found a side route to hide out and take a rest.

Many hours later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had oodles of excitement, though. Ran over 10-12 zombies. Shot a few Thomas More. Saved a few lives, for the time being, at to the lowest degree. Lesson for the future, firing your gun INSIDE a car is risky to your hearing ! The motion-picture show do n't prepare you for how aloud that can be !

The little town just below our compound in the hills seems to be okay. The intelligence is reporting example of act of terrorism on a big scale. No mention of zombies, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and balanced coverage. Do n't want mass to make out what 's really happening. The internet site are going crazy though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

Saint David stopped answering his cadre phone. So did Chris and Steven. Maybe the cell went down due to exponent outages ? They are far too smart to get caught up in this dogshit. I hope. But then, I drove out of only one existent city. They 've got heaps of cities to get through.

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

Two Sir Thomas More days went by before the first zombie spirit showed up in townspeople. At least, that 's what I figured. I could learn the gunfire, and could see railcar speeding about the place. Mayhem. I considered going down to help, but, what can one man do ? There were century of them. Plus, I did n't really have sex the layout well, would probably just get myself killed. Ah, who am I kidding. I was just being a pussy.

I re-considered on the one-third day.

Now, my Jeep Wrangler already proved to be a pretty near zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tyre, M/T 's with serious knobby tread. It 's the 4-door example outfitted with spare gas army tank, 5.13 cogwheel, offroad brightness and whatnot, it 's pretty heavy. And it has a big ass bumper in the front which proved great at knocking over Zed and his Zed ally. But for tangible endurance, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 sentence stronger than the Jeep, has higher soil clearance, has four doors and a camper box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type fomite, then they became usable to the populace. This one was originally a command and communications motortruck. We rigged it up as an emergency truck with a run, medical gear, fire fire extinguisher, gun wrack, everything we could reckon of.

I put on my camo gear mechanism. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike power train. It has hard plastic pieces that cover the chest and back, forearms, cubital joint, upper berth blazonry. I figured it would be harder to get burn that way. Put on my pectus rig which held my 1911 and 6 magazines for that. It also held 8 mags for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed the boot, shin guards, stifle diggings, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar glove that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a broken army man, nothing really matched but what the hell. I do n't need to be camouflaged from Zed, just necessitate to be hard to eat. Grabbed my shotgun, AR, and a suppressed .22 caliber rifle.

Got in the Mog and drove to town.

Much of the Town was placidity, I turned down onto the abandon master street and kept a look out. In my mirrors I could see a strange situation ; automaton exiting storehouse and turning to comply my hand truck. Was everybody bushed ?

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

It was tranquility. Too quiet for the Zombie Apocalypse.

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

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

metre to go. I got back in the cab and was ready to reverse the key when I heard several female screams from a nearby house. red cent. That 's also the direction where the moans came from.

I took the keys ( did n't want to leave them in the ignition system and have some inhabit asshole take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my bigger AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the mansion to investigate.

As I climbed the stride up the porch, I could see many Zeds milling about inside, trying to get up the stair where the screeching were coming from. I took aim and started shooting. Headshots only, you know. Which is n't that easy considering a head is n't very big and they are moving, not holding still. So it took me a injection and sometimes two or three to kill one. But the AR is semi-automatic, meaning all I have to do is pull the trigger for each bullet, so I can bourgeon pretty fast. full moon auto would 've been nice ... shoulda got that instead but that 's illegal in CO. Thanks, politicians.

As the zombi started dropping, the still livelihood ones ... or ... still undead ace, turned and saw me and came my direction. The moans increased, calling their friends.

My first powder store emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the bit one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the ones on the stairs. I then tried climbing the stairs, but it was full moon of descent and gore and really dead zombies. The screams continue upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could try some moan up there, though.

shit ! Some zombie motherfucker grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a lounge. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a mickle of dead izzard. The female sidesplitter continued on a higher floor, I figured I could shoot down this fallen one later.

I ran back out of doors, started the Mog and backed her right up to the house, destroying the picket fencing and garden in the operation. But now the top of the rear camper box was pretty much in production line with the porch cap, which led to the second story windows. Climbed up the hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch natural covering, and I landed in the upstairs hallway.

The z up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullets. The screams continued in a chamber. I turned in to see a gal and a woman trying to hold off two zombies with professorship. A bunch of people were backed up in the niche of the room. They were n't going to concluding very much longer. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a small but laboured duty combination tool of crow-bar and digger. The shovel edges are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw edge and a bottle opener, so it 's passably assuredness. I hooked one Zed with the crowbar end and pulled him off the Cy Young girl.

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

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

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

I surveyed the spot, but there was too much going on. There were several females and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive stance. Plus a few that seemed to be down. nonentity had any guns, just some garden slant and pieces of wood, a baseball bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed ready to devote up. They were also mostly in skirts and cad, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had elbow room for these hoi polloi. My cabin had room as my buddies did n't look to be coming. It is variety of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

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

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

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

'' Do you have any medical supplies ? '' she asked, desperately. `` First aid kit ? Food ? What ? I 'm responsible for these little girl. ``

She was stunning. Her medium length black hair was a mess. She was filthy ; blood and grime on her nerve, and I thought she was the prettiest matter I had ever seen. Kind of Latin American looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

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

The living dead groan 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 good deal hope.

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

'' Ok, '' I said, handing her the gun. `` appearance me. make the artillery. ``

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

'' Ok, I guess you do be intimate what you 're doing. Here. '' I handed her two replete 30-round mags. `` Watch the stair. We 're going out the roof here. ``

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

'' Rock and roll ! '' she said with zest. She fired a slam down the step. Then a duo more.

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

'' Good miss ! stab placement, do n't waste ammo. person get my helmet ! ``

Blake, the fop of the gang, helped me with the go through girl. She was bleeding pretty badly from a wounding to her back, her clothing was in shreds. It was severely to maneuver her because we were trying not to contact her rear. The reasonably ma'am was helping too. Turns out this wounded girl was her daughter. We finally got outside, 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 mansion. `` What 's that wench 's figure ? The shooter ? We need her out here ! ``

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

'' OK then. Some of you barricade the stair so we do n't get caught from derriere. '' They started dragging a bureau across the floor.

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

'' Start shooting, sweetie. stay on on this side, though, I 'll get the early face. And you. Yeah you. ``

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. Spot for her. Tell her which 1 are closest. Kill the close ones first, then work your way out. Here, hold these two magazines. Do n't drop away the empties. ``

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

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

I hopped down on the lens hood of the Mog and killed a couple right by the driver '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 observe advantageously rails when I 'm shooting.

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

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

Not as gently as we would ingest liked, we got the injured missy down and into the camping bus box of the hand truck. The other fille struggled getting down and got inside. Finally, Erin scampered off the top like a pro. She killed a couple Thomas More as they neared us.

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

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead heads and soundbox as we went. The hand truck lurched and heaved position to side as we listened to the sickening sounds. Two or three solar day ago, these were moms and dads, shopkeeper, barbers, high-pitched shoal kids ... today they are just utter meat walk. This mankind sucks.

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

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

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few Sir Thomas More on our way out of Ithiel Town. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her expression glowed. The other three girls in the back seat mostly just whimpered and whiff a little.

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Chapter 3 - The Arrival
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We got up to my compound. Locked the logic gate as I was for sure we would consume some followers. Found out that the damage lady friend was Lorraine and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lothringen inside to our little medical room. Yes, we actually have a room for this. Like a tiny physician office. She was barely conscious, but I got her to swallow some water and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't aid notice that, underneath her rupture blouse, Lorraine had awful breasts. Like mother, like daughter, I guess.

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

Back to the injured Lorraine. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the data point guy. My buddy David was the Medical Man. He took all the Red Cross education and CERT course of study and studied the book of account and motherfucker. I hate rip. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of other people 's blood, either.

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

I cleaned the wound as topper I could. Got out the needle and suture thread, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lothringen had passed out by this time. My stitches would have made the Frankenstein's monster fauna flush, they were that bad. But they seemed to hold the pelt together. I slathered her with antibiotic drug ointment and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't assist but notice that no affair how pretty her mother was, this wound girlfriend was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, eighteen. Savior, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

I had Gayle distinguish me some of their chronicle, how the little girl got here and stuff. I was trying to proceed her nous off of what a bad job I was doing.

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

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

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

'' If you had n't come along when you did ... ( sniff ) ... and killed those ... things ... ( sniff ) Jesus Christ ... we 'd all be ... we 'd all be bushed 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 sack and just cried for several minutes.
Tina came in to say dinner was ready, I told her we 'd be out in a little bit. She nodded, understanding.

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

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

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

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

Our lips met in a gentle, chaste candy kiss. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a second base at the most. But we stayed there for respective seconds ... then I squeezed her a little tighter and our kiss became a little Thomas More passionate. She squeezed me back as our lips pressed harder against each other. I became extremely witting of her breasts pressing into me, and my dick started to constrain. Her breathing increased, along with mine, our oral fissure opened a bit, and sure enough, our tongues met at the like clock time. She was begrime, smelled a lilliputian, and her fuzz was completely nonadaptive ; I wanted her badly.

My cock roared to full attending as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her waist. My manus slid down to her skirt, I could feel the bare peel of her back.

'' Are you guys coming or what ? '' Tina shouted down the dormitory 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 feature -- ''

'' No no, it 's all right, really ! ``

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

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

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

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

When I finally came out, I was greeted by a round of applause, then presentation and squeeze and hug and more squeeze. But, I did n't really recall anyone 's gens that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty unspoiled looking caboodle, and maybe a set of sisters ? William Blake and the girls returned to their bowls of chili quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really eaten much in 3 years. Gayle and I joined in the grub session and the mood was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to think of. Meaning happy. They were happy to be alive, I was happy to have some company, good-looking company at that !

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

'' I 'll descend with you, '' volunteered Erin, the gun doll. `` I 'll watch your back. ``

'' Sure, be good to have some Sir Thomas More eyes. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her human face and hired man. In all the mental confusion and fighting to begin with, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking good looking. Nice picayune frame, a little over five feet improbable and not giant boobs. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other lady friend, she seemed improperly dressed for the social occasion, but she did throw some boots that seemed to fit.

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

'' facial expression 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 earlier today. Was n't thinking. Wan na try it ? ``

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my hand as she took the Crovel with the three column inch spike on the end. She walked to the fencing and watched for a here and now as the Zombie tried to get at us. His name tag said `` Jerry Davis, quite a little Realty. '' His throat was torn up, must have been why he was n't moaning. Being a new living dead, he did n't have that completely icky look like you see in the movies. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his eyes were all red and splotchy, he stank like dogshit, and his pelt was turning that sallow, wan color.

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

She rammed the spike right into and through his unexpended eye, piercing his nous. Jerry stopped all his useless motions, hung there for a second, then dropped to the ground.

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

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

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

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

'' No Irish bull ? '' I 've heard about men in wartime, their reaction. Some cried, some get heroic verse, some became animals, and some got very horny.

'' No SOB. I want to eff just about anybody right now. But I 'm on my goddam stop ... ''

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

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

Erin was on it. She hustled over and spiked this middle aged living dead woman right in the os frontale, through the fence.

'' Jesus Christ ! '' 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, truelove. Let 's empty that first. '' I did n't want to get shot with my own gun.
She emptied the mag and the chamber.

She then knelt down on the ground with the rifle between her legs. She pulled it up into her pussycat and grabbed her boob through her blouse. She moaned with pleasance as she gripped the rifle with her thighs.

This was just too undecomposed. I got my thickening cock out.

'' Jesus of Nazareth Redeemer, yes ! Let me draw that, please ? Let me suck your big hard cock. ``

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

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

She spoke between her moans. `` Mmm, mmm, mmm ... you liking this ? Mmm, mmm, mmm ... this is gon na hit 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 screwing beast today ... you 're a have a go at it punishing corps killer ... suction that cock, suck it suck it suck it oh FUCK I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

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

Fiery crack of spermatozoan exploded into her mouthpiece, down her throat. She kept her mouth on the tip as her hand stroked me, coaxing out more cum and more cum. She swallowed immediately to make room for it all, and swallowed some more.

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

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

In just a few moments she clenched my hired man with her legs and thrashed about as her coming took her.

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh fuck ... shit ... SHIT ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the waves kept cumming.
I spotted a zombie at the fence. I traded hands so my right wing was now free to puff my .45.
gold rush ! And the Zed 's oral sex exploded.

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

gravy ! I fired at a tree.

'' FUCK ! ``

bonanza !

'' Jesus of Nazareth you 're killing me ! ! ! ``

thunder !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

Boom boom bunce manna from heaven !

And she finally collapsed, her body palpitation as her munition hit the dirt.

I dropped the vacate pistol on the ground.

I was hard as a shag tilt again. I had never seen such a carnal display in my life. I furiously stroked my cock as she watched. In a few seconds I shot a modest payload right on her gorgeous trivial boob. The sperm was less, but my orgasm was capital. Holy shit.

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

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

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

'' Yeah, living dead. Zeds. izzard. 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 love me, Michael. Seriously. Aunt Flo leaves town in a brace mean solar day. ``

'' You make indisputable it 's all clear and I 'll eat your puss till you beg me to give up. ``

'' 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 spot, and tidied up the area.

We went back inside.


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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear. `` Few more zombi spirit showed up. Right at the fence. ``
Some of the girls were all reinvigorated and clean. They looked awesome in mine and my ex 's camo gasp and t-shirts. A couple were still dirty, waiting their turn. Blake was all plumb too. Guess he did n't know about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a figurer in this little power over here. And I 've got a tablet. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's pull up stakes of it. Why do n't you do ... five moment sack until everyone has a shot at it, then remove ten minute shifts. ``

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

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

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

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

'' Haha ! '' she laughed. `` Not for a few twelvemonth. '' 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 change the bandage. There 's still some blood coming out. ``

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

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

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical room and re-patched her daughter, Lorraine. Found out more of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in Boulder, Colorado. A group of 20 of the sorority girls had gone down to south Mile-High City for a funeral of one of their friends who 'd been killed in a car accident. The overhaul was at a funeral home and, during the armed service, one of the other dead bodies came out of the endorse room and started to bite folks. This snake god bit five or six people before they subdued it. The girls fled in panic. Gayle, the house female parent, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to make their way back, monolithic traffic jamming developed as zombie and people ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their girl died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the girl on the bus.

In the ensuing havoc, 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 point. Gayle tried to head north, to go back home, but everything was blocked. She found an opening Confederate States and went that way.

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

They ran out of gas a dyad stat mi from here, and hoofed it into town. Not so well-fixed with terrified little girl and high blackguard. In town, nobody would serve them, the snake god were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned house with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

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

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

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

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

I decided it was fourth dimension for a small change of pace.

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

I made the hot burnt umber, and put a bountiful amount of Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a moving-picture show as the lady friend found billet on the couches with their pillows. Most were in my boxer shorts and my olive drab T-shirts. They all asked what movie, but I would n't distinguish them.

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

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

Julie Andrew appeared on the top of a pitcher's mound and started singing `` The hill are alive, with the speech sound of Music. ``

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

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

As the movie played on, we started singing all the songs pretty much at the top of our lungs. Yes. I 'm a man who likes musical theater. Get over it. I like Metallica and STP and Johnny Reb immediate payment, too. Expand your mind a bit.

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

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

The movie finally ended. Had to wake up a dyad girls to get them to their beds. I got squeeze and osculation from everyone, even Blake. wellspring, not kisses, thank God.

I was going to sleep in my figurer room. The habitue rooms were full and, well, this was fine with me. I got the air mattress out and it was as comfy as the beds.

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

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

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

She shook her header, but pushed her way inside and closed the threshold. She pulled off her T-shirt and dropped her boxershorts to the floor, but all I could see in the wickedness was her sad eyes.

I opened my arms and she hugged me, like she was holding on for affectionately life sentence. She cried quietly against my chest for several minutes as I rocked her. I did n't want to ask what it was, I could pretty a good deal figure it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many booster die, probably orphaned now ... still, my rooster got hard because of a bare organic structure pressed into me.

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

I moved my hand down to her rather plump ass, her diffused physique so pliable in my strong hands. She moaned and thrust her tongue in my sassing, searching, exploring. Her hand went down to my rooster and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her dorsum. In the dim ignitor, I could see her marvelous nipple splayed out to the side of meat. Christ, I did n't make out she had those ! I went to draw them, but she stopped me. Spreading her legs, she whispered her only intelligence to me.

'' Just have it away me. Please. Fuck me now. ``

I rolled on top of her, my rock and roll hard cock between her impudently trim legs. With just a little maneuvering, my putz found her pussy. I rubbed myself up and down her dent a match sentence, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my stopcock was right at her front doorway. Then I entered her domain. She gasped as I slowly drop down my tool into her. I just pressed, let my weighting come down on her. I drove my cock all the way in. 8 inches of love muscleman all the way in 8 seconds.

She entwined her stage 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 CVA brought new moans and pant from both of us. We slowly increased speed. Little faster. Little harder, too. Her sly cunt bulwark felt so prissy and tight on my steel difficult shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't want to let go. I grabbed her left tit intemperately, I did n't desire to let go. But I could palpate those notion heading my way. And fucking this hot teenager ( or maybe she 's twenty dollar bill, who the screwing knows I ca n't even think of her name ) with her slick cunt is helping the spot way too much. No amount of football opinion 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 seminal fluid finally got to me, I pulled out ( with some trouble ) and gibe my lading from right there. Long bar of cum guessing out, I 'm not sure where they went as it was nearly dark. I stroked until it was all done. Jesus that was nice.

The girl sat up and moved towards my peter, and found it with her mouth. She licked and sucked my turncock clean of her and my succus. I 've GOT to ascertain out what her name is ! I do n't want this to be a one-time 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 peter just hung in her expression. But I went to town on her slit. I just ate her difficult, and licked her hard, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my whole facial expression in there. She pumped her clitoris against my spit as I jammed most of my mitt up her dripping twat. I pumped her furiously with my flexing finger and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty cunt juices. I slipped my other script to her ass and pressed in with my pointer finger. Her succus had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without word of advice, and without any noise, she clamped her thighs together, locking my paw in place in her ass and cunt. I pressed harder on her clit as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and hold open my look right in there. I wanted this babe to commend this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the to the full gleam of the LED. She dipped a couple finger of her ripe bridge player into her cunt, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her hand up to her proper tit and coated it with her own juices. With her left hand, she raised her tit to her sassing and basically made out with her own tit for a bit or so. She did the Lapp thing again but to her unexpended tit.

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

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

I pointed with my open hand to my peter, to depict her what she did to me.

She grinned, then turned and got on all fours, her snatch and ass in plain eyeshot of the dim light. She turned her read/write head back towards me and raised her eyebrows. She does n't talk lots, but we seem to understand each early pretty well without the chatter.

I moved in behind her, preparing to ride her twat. My headway pressed into her slit lips, still wet from her secretions. She suddenly moved forward, out of range.

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

I dropped down a little and played with her pussy, getting my fingerbreadth wet so I could lube up her asshole. I drew up as very much spit as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a minute or so I assumed the position again, only a little high this time.

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

The question slid right in.

She stiffened slightly at number 1, but I worked it back and forth a piece and she relaxed again. With some more back and forth action, I pressed a little harder, going deeper into this usually veto area. I did n't want to iron to hard, though, and anguish her or pall her off.

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

She grabbed a pillow and collapsed into it with her face and sleeve holding it mean, her ass still pointing into the air to accept her butt-fucking. meter to go to act upon !

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

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

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

She squealed into her pillow. A petty. then more. Then a LOT to a greater extent as I continued this relentless rape on her person.

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

The door to my minuscule computer elbow room burst undetermined and somebody hit the lights, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent splendor. What the actual 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 trouble I think and I do n't ... '' she stopped talking mid-sentence as the picture became clear to her.

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

'' What 's the topic with her ? '' I asked, trying to break the latent hostility. My fuck buddy tried to dig a hole in the air mattress. She managed to hide a little bit in the cover. Of path, by this time, a duo former girl had come out to see what the problem was. I started dressing.

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

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

With sudden steel in her interpreter and a moth-eaten hard stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a pyrexia of 103.6. She wo n't wake up. I looked at the wound and it seems infected. Her respiration is shoal and ragged. She needs antibiotics, or something. ``

Shit, I thought as I laced up my kicking. I do n't make any liquid antibiotic, just anovulatory drug. But you ca n't urinate an unconscious mortal swallow pill and liquidness. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' somebody go get Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in town ? ``

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

'' Does he give IVs to mass ? ``

'' Um ... um ... Yeah ! When those hiker got lost last-place 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 triggerman fille ? Erin ? ``

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll fix a fastness run to townspeople. 5 minutes. snaffle some asshole from the Doc 's place. Back immediately. 10 minutes, big top. We 'll pull through her. ``

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

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

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

'' epithelial duct 16. exit it on but do n't call us unless we call you. Here 's the button to lecture. ``

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

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

'' Um, just air-soft gun for hire, yeah. '' Jesus, what sort of country boy does n't shoot ?

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

We bounced in to town in disk metre. The Unimog is an awe-inspiring rig, but it 's not real fast, and it 's not genuine quiet. I had outfitted my jeep with some good Teraflex parts underneath so we could handle the rough road at speed with ease.

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

I cut the Light and slowed. The landrover has a quiet fumes on it, but it still squeaks and the tires make noise on the pavement, too.

'' You can drive, veracious Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no worry. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to back up to the office staff. I 'm going to turn on these raise lights to strike inside. William Blake and I will smash and grab. I want you standing out of doors, but right by the landrover. hold on it running. I need you to go on the arena clear. But do n't shoot until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes Daddy, '' she said.

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

I busted in a superman of chicken feed on Doc 's figurehead door. The haphazardness made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the whole thing down.

'' Eyes sharp, '' I whispered to Blake. `` livelihood sweeping the lighting. '' He had a torch, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and unwrap the lock. We entered the office.
Kind of messy for a physician 's part, I thought. Papers and darn were on the floor, things knocked down. Maybe we were n't the first of all to foray the situation ?

Blake waved towards the spine, indicating where to go.

His flashlight hit upon a chromium steel steel locked storage locker down in the spine. I looked at Blake and he nodded. He had his sharpened crovel at the set. I let him go first.

Stupid ... Stupid pudden-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 of Nazareth Deliverer, I thought, as we fell in the hallway. I do n't bear any of my armor on, not even my helmet or goggles or anything.

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a teenaged boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a quick insect bite. I could n't get my rifle to bear on something inches away from me. I was kind of sitting on my pistol, so that was no good. I punched him a pair meter to keep him away. But Zed never gets tired, or spite, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar tongue is on my chest rig, if I can just reach it ....

William Blake screamed.

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

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

Blake stood a few foundation from his own living dead. Doc brown, from the looks of him. His white coat spattered with blood, he was coming towards Blake.

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

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

But Blake just stood there. 'The fright'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 time to see the Doc bearing down on Blake. I grabbed my rifle and fired off a thoroughgoing headshot on the dead Doc.

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

jack shit shit SHIT !

Blake handed me the keys to the cabinet.

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

'' No crony. It 's ok. You did ticket. '' What the roll in the hay 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 pour down 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 fuddle them all in there. Then I grabbed several tube-looking things and as many syringes as I could. I also threw in some bottles of pills, and small bottleful of liquids that had drug names on them. I do n't know what they were, I took them all. I looked at Blake as he struggled to speak.

'' Michael ... you have to go. Save Lorraine. '' He was a Noel Coward two minutes ago. Now he 's raise granite balls.

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

'' What happened ? '' Erin asked in revulsion. She could see his bloodline from the bottom Jeep lights.

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

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

'' You 're a fearless son of a cunt, '' I said, my vocalisation cracking.

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

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

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

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

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

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flair from the back of the Jeep and lit it. I tossed it a span feet away. I made her drive away, slowly down Main Street without any lights and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare would draw the snake god towards its light, so they would n't come us home. We turned the corner, and she punched the accelerator for home.

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

'' You 're previous, '' 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 seat belt on, I do n't remember doing that.

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

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

'' Where 's Blake ? ``

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

Erin rescued me. `` He did n't make up it. ``

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my interpreter sounding Weird to me. `` Get the tablet over here. Yeah. pawl on the server icon, right. pawl Medical, ok click the IV brochure, pawl that single file, yeah mixture. ``

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

She looked at me, my work force were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Thanks. ``

'' I 'm not doing this to be nice to you, '' she said, bluntly. `` I need you to quieten the hell down and start operation again. Now, secern me what happened. ``

I sat up and swallowed the crapulence down.

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

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

Gayle got my ice and poured another double shot.

'' smell, Michael. Blake was a confection kid. But he was n't a fighter. When we all crashed into his business firm, he did n't aid stand off the living dead, he just stood there. It 's not your fracture. ``

'' fountainhead, I should n't possess put anyone who 's that unprepared in that position. 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 quick hug. I did n't really hug her back as I did n't deserve any squeeze right then.

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her public figure. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not sure enough what your architectural plan is, but you easily watch what you 're doing here. These girls are very ... attender right now. And you 're like some hero founding father figure to them. view your stair. Good Night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a terrible sleep.

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Chapter 5 - Basic
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Gayle changed out Lorraine 's IV bag in the middle of the dark. The next aurora, her febrility was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

'Basic preparation'began with a actor's line about this new world, we have to toughen up, yadda yadda yadda, we ca n't stimulate any more Blake incidents, etc. We did an hr of calisthenics and cardio.

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

Finally, it was time for springy flak breeding. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the rest of us went up to the ceiling with one AR and the 10/22 and a caboodle of magazines for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the expiry groan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly prophylactic, though. Zed ca n't climb 12 base vertical walls.

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

'' Tina, you try it. '' The Nice thing about the AR, it shoots a low but powerful fastball. Still, the beef on that is minimal. cleaning lady can easily shoot it without losing control of the weapon. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

'' Still low, take a leak certain you 're using the straw man sights, line up both sights. ``

BAM !

'' And he 's down ! dainty one ! copulate to a greater extent now. ``

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few times. Erin grabbed my ass at one point, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my room access death dark when I pulled my cock out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't look to unnerve her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to have developed a broken but still hard dislike towards me. Sorry dear, one kiss does n't intend we are exclusive. Although, she is so damn attractive. And sweet, and substantial. christ ...

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

The rest of the day was more training, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 short Zeds on your property ? We ended up fashioning these big hooks out of some rebar we had in a slough. Rebar, that topnotch unattackable steel they use in concrete anatomical structure. We tied two rophy to that so two or four hoi polloi could haul them across the ground. There was a small indentation in the earth outside the fence line, we dragged them over there as upright we could. This ended up being the unspoilt strength grooming recitation. You used you legs, arms, breast, heart, everything.

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

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

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

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George IV Romero Zombie ; not really fast, not smart, drawn to reek, sound and motion, and aegir for man frame to eat. Well at least nobody has seen any running living dead. Unfortunately, it seemed that any death was now a turn-into-a-zombie case. Not just from a sharpness, but a center flack, too.

Then I looked at our supplying, our land maps, and tried to call up of some plans. Winter was coming. We could n't plant life anything now. But there 's plentifulness we should be doing. The main thing was, we needed to clean out the town. But before that, we needed to get these fille in cast and properly outfitted. They were all wearing dress and shoes that did n't really fit.

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

Everyone except Gayle hugged me goodnight. She did say it, though. Lorraine was up, gingerly, gave me a piano hug. She does n't know me at all, but everyone 's been filling her in on the recent result. Lothringen is ... really pretty. I mean, take your breath away pretty. She looks at you and you puff out your chest a petty, suck in your gut.

I had a duet generous injection of valet de chambre Jack, and I tried going to sleep. But nothing happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my threshold again. cocksucker. My intellect was n't in the right place for this. Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the door open, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Lyndon Johnson Sister. They were n't twins, being a distich years apart, but they had a strong family resemblance. calorie-free reddish whisker, bonnie skin, cute petty freckle ... oh man.

'' Yeah, girlfriend ? ``

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

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

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

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

wellspring, I was still very swage about the William Blake situation.

But I 'm also a man.

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

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

The two girlfriend stood justly in front of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pants, exposing her knock off pubic area. She raised Kristin 's leg variety of past me, so she was stepping on the sharpness of the desk. Kristin held on to the wall for reenforcement. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's physical structure, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her parts. And all the while she 's whispering `` calculate at these pap ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so soft '' and matter like that. I was concerned for Kristin at first, but she seemed to screw it, especially when Lizzie moved around to osculate Kristin 's snatch. I went from 80 % punishing to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a span of troika before. And let me tell you, it ai n't like in the pornography. One of the girls is usually shy, and then person gets their feelings hurt because they are n't getting plenty attending or whatever ... nearly people just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two sisters, different taradiddle ! Lizzie stopped eating her sister 's kitty and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous mouth was enhanced by the dripping pussy juice from Kristin. Jesus of Nazareth, kissing a hot unseasoned girl, who 's got her own sis 's juices on her lips, I was just melting. I was n't aware at the metre, but all sentiment of Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

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

I got up off the chair and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my cheek in Kristin 's young bitch alright. Her juices already flowing from her sister 's lingua, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my entitle assault.

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

Then ... Well there was rubbing ... and sucking ... and kissing ... and seemingly everywhere I reached there was a nice female component to play with or suck or fuck. My cock was never not in a oral fissure or a pussy for very long at all. I remember at one point in time pulling my cock out of Lizzie 's twat and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's backtalk. Both of the girls just could n't get enough of each others pussy juices.

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

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

... into Kristin 's mouth.

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

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

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

My cock was pretty worn out at this power point, but we rallied and I butt-fucked Kristin. Yes, I butt-fucked an 18 year and one-month old hot infant. I remember grabbing her nipple hard ... and I remember her cumming so hard kitty juice was actually dripping from her cunt.

When I filled her ass as much as I could with cum, I fell back on the bed in sheer exhaustion. Lizzie was there to work my cock, 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 easygoing nipple while they masturbated themselves on my pegleg. I did cum one Thomas More time ... but there was hardly any semen cumming out, mostly just junk at this point.

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

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After our morning P90 workout, we ate Gayle 's pancake from my dried hoard, and I talked about my general plan for taking back our little neighbour town. Since it did n't look like my sidekick were coming, I was going to use their food for thought, and gas, and other provision. With all of us, We had about 3 age of food in storage.

But that was n't enough. What then ? My program was to get farming next spring. But we need to bring in out Zach and all his ally first ; ca n't have him trampling all over our fields and gardens.
Then, mark spoke up.

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

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

Finally, Erin broke the stress. `` Why the fuck would you say that ? Are you fucking dazed ? '' That 's my fille !

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

'' These multitude 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 fall guy saying something like `` You 're going against God 's plan '' or some shit like that.

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

I tapped my coffee bean cup a few fourth dimension on the table. The cacophony dimmed, and finally stopped as all center turned towards me.

'' Patsy ... you can believe what you want to trust. But, you are also a invitee in my theatre. My plan, for all the occupants of this house, is to try and get through this zombi Revelation of Saint John the Divine, and to keep living and kill the bad guys. I want to flora crops, I want us to be safe. I want us to live. I kind of thinking those were mutual intuitive feeling we all had. I expected everyone in this menage to wreak 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 display of hands.Who wants to try and live through this thing and come out the early side ? '' Everyone 's hand went up except Patsy's.

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

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

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

'' I hardly think you 're God 's messenger, '' sucker said. accent on the 'you 're'; fully of despite. `` No, we have to look for a augury. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

And I was, in about 15 minutes. The girlfriend 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 nice packsack, filled up.

'' gull. First of all, I 'm sorry to have infringed on your belief. That was wrong of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

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

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

'' What ... what do you stand for ? '' 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 for these girls.

'' Patsy, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't induce individual here who I ca n't trust not to leave a doorway surface on function. '' I held up the battalion for her.

'' Gayle ? '' fool pleaded.

Gayle looked at her foundation. `` 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 stroke with these ... things that certainly are n't Angel. I 'm not going to chance that you want these affair to last ! ``

Lorrie chimed in. `` You know they almost killed me. They DID pour down a lot of our Friend. If you want these ... zombie to survive, then you do n't belong to here. ``

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

'' The Lord 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 vale of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. ``

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

'' Surely goodness and mercifulness will follow me, all the days of my life. ``

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

I went to my room and returned with the .308 rifle. It 's got a 16 power cathode-ray oscilloscope on it, and I 'm pretty serious with it. I can hit a 1-foot steel collection plate at 600 yards.

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

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

bunce !

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

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

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

BOOM ! got him.

bonanza ! got her.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We spent the eternal sleep of the day preparing our weapons, teaching the female child how to wish for and pick them, ran through more drills to exonerated jams etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the group 's stash of standardized weapons. My buddies wo n't mind, since they are gone ...

The mood was, okay. multitude were disappointed with Patsy, but nobody seemed to be upset with me. I just hope we do n't see her as a new 'Angel'. I wo n't waver to dash her zombie body, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the girls about my plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` Master 's Hardware and Dry goodness '' store. The girl need underwear, shoes that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these girls have real big teat. And I need them to be able to run. Big bouncing tits are fun to watch in tiresome question when they run, but in a Zed site it ai n't chill to deliver matter going in all focal point. Got ta strap those puppy down.

'' I 'm going to need two volunteers for tomorrow 's excursion, '' I stated. All hired hand went up. `` Now take on a irregular. I need people who are good shots, can motivate quick, and do n't mind getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two more ... Lorrie, good-for-nothing sweetie, you need more than 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 honey sisters.

So instead of a movie that night, we all cleaned the weapons and checked our packs. We loaded the jeep with some barter goods, like gallon jugs of body of water and canned foods in character we found some survivors. Also some dry nutrient like instant potatoes and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

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

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

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Chapter 7 - dad 's Little young lady
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We dressed for struggle as best we could. The motorcycle helmets fit the sisters, but was too big for Erin. We put some towels in there to urinate 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.

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with split in her heart. I held her shoulders, afraid to touch her back. Her breast pressed into me. Jesus.

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

We got in the jeep and headed towards town.

As we headed down Main Street, we could see the utterly z from the other day. nobody is cleaning up the town. We stopped in front of `` master copy 's '' store. Peeking in the windows, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the glass lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, bowel movement. Hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the store. I did n't want to just shoot and break up the glass, I wanted to proceed some integrity to the depot. Talking to the girlfriend, we drove the jeep around the English of the store. I took a set of paint, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the jeep and went up the fervor escape to the second floor. I climbed in the windowpane and cleared the surface area. The other gallon came in. Okay.

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

I took two footmark downstairs, and was met by a Edward Young man with a shotgun pointed at my face.

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

I set the crovel down, but now the kid had three early rifles pointed at his nous. 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 roll in the hay who to point it at. My lady friend were yelling, so were the boy ; this was very tense up and could go bad in a precipitation. But I could see these were Pres Young small fry. I did n't call up they were dangerous, just being protective.

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

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

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

'' Ok. See ? Just a regular guy. Erin, young woman. low-toned your rifles. See cat ? We 're cool. Everybody 's sang-froid ... lean your rifles on the wall. Nice and soft. Yeah that 's it. okey, now take off your helmets. ``

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

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

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

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

'' I 'm Henry Morgan, '' said my guy on the stairs. He handed me the scattergun while he moved over to shake helping hand with the girls.

'' And I 'm James Wyatt ! '' said the other one, making trusted he got infix also.

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

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

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

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

'' fountainhead guys, I 'm very deplorable for your loss. But we need some things for the girls. You fellas need water ? Food ? ``

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

Wyatt slugged him on the berm. He did n't want to look bad in front man 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. '' Thomas Hunt Morgan, apparently the young one, cried a fiddling. 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 ... aid you with this. '' Nice diplomacy ! Who knew she was so sensitive ?

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

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

The standard atmosphere lightened up then. The two sisters went shopping with the boy helping. For a crappy small town, they had pretty good stuff. I guess there 's a pretty famous trailhead up in the woodwind instrument, so they get quite a few hikers coming through here needing finis second gear.

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

'' Can we get to the clock column from here ? '' I asked. It was just a footling cupola kind of a thing, sitting on the roof of the second base. We climbed the stairs from the cap. A couple kick and the clock fell out of the front. Nice sight from here, we could see most of the town, now.

I looked at Erin. Her face pleaded with me.

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

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

BOOM !

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

thunder !

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

BOOM !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

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

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

BOOM !

But this sentence, instead of 'yeah infant'or something, she just form of moaned a short, like `` Mmmmm-hmmmmm. ``

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

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

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

BOOM !

'' Jesus of Nazareth ! '' she cried out as I resumed massaging her ass. She spread her legs to a greater extent, inviting my hired hand to travel down the snap 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 sights. After the report of the gun, I continued.

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

Erin exhaled, I paused, and gold rush !

I slipped my mediate fingerbreadth inside her twat, it slid in with no clash at all.

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

And I jammed three more fingers up her oozing cunt.

'' Jesus I 'm close Daddy ... so close ... '' roar !

I pulled my paw out of her backside, and reached around to the front man so I could contract and massage her clit.

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

'' Aim high, '' I said, frigging her with my script. `` To the right of the H2O column. Just shoot when you need to. ``

I squeezed her clit in between my quarter round and fingers, her little swell up buddy sent shivers throughout her body.

godsend !

'' shtup ! ! ! ``

godsend !

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

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

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my dad, '' she said softly. `` screw me Daddy. '' Then through gritted tooth : `` Fuck me hard Daddy ! Let me kill these fuckers and get it on me, dada. ``

Deliverer Redeemer, I do n't even have a girl, but hearing her public lecture like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a hurry. I lined up right behind her and shoved my cock up her tight cunt.

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

She took aim some more. I paused.

gravy ! She shot this woman Zena in the head.

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

BOOM !

I fucked her hot cunt while she continued targeting. She lined up a gibe, but I could n't serve myself, my tool twitched inside her muggy cunt.

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

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

I fucked her as hard as I could while she tried to stop the utter Zach.

'' arrest it ! '' she giggled.

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

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

Erin rested the gun and took her nooky like a champ, bucking her coxa back into my drive. I grabbed and yanked on her ponytail as my throbbing rooster sank mysterious and deeper into her body.

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

I smacked her ass hard.

'' Are you my picayune fucking woman of the street ? huh ? ``

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

'' Daddy 's little fucking bawd ? Huh babe ? ``

'' Yes daddy oh my fuck GOD ! ``

'' You like Daddy 's cock ? ``

'' Yeah Daddy keep fucking me ! ``

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

'' Oh screwing YES daddy ! Cum in me dada ! ! ``

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

And I came inside her like a tidal wave. I could find her puss paries contract bridge around my pecker as she came also. Hot sperm met hot cunt juice to make white lava inside her cunt.

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

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

My putz began to reduce a bit. Erin lined up the crawler, and finished him off with a satisfying roar !

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

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

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

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

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

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

I pulled the niggling two-way radio out of my shoulder pouch 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 fine. brace of Z were on the border fence.
Payton took them out with the '22'. ``

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

'' The magniloquent one ? Dumbass ! ``

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

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

'' 10-4. Out. ``

Erin and I gathered up our magazine and the empty governance casings for succeeding re-loading. We headed back down the stairs.

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

Across the store, about 30 feet, was a glassful case about 15 groundwork foresighted that held knives, binoculars, and other high up dollar bill point. It was also the checkout area with registry and credit card machine.

tilt against the type were our two sisters, naked as jaybird. Their arms outstretched, they were holding onto the polar side of the case. They were holding on because the two brothers were fucking them from behind for all they were worth. They were facing us, but nobody saw us as they were in various throes of passion.

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

With my Crovel, I tapped on a metallic element shelf next to me and said to Erin `` binding them. ``

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

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

The male child froze, and started to withdraw.

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

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

'' okey ... I 'm going to the Jeep. Hurry it up, boys. come in on Erin. ``

We started outside. I could learn Liz saying to Wyatt `` Get back here and get it on me ! He 's fine ! ``

I found an area out back of the entrepot that seemed to experience pretty mild ground. I said to Erin, `` Cover me. I 've got to dig a tomb for Virgil. And call the ranch. It 'll be another hour or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

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

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

We both laughed.

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

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

'' Disappointed ? How ? You 're awesome ! We 'd all be dead without you ! You 're everything ... everything I want in a begetter. And, the fucking is nice. Very nice. Oh diddlysquat gift me the Crovel ! Now ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Sorry, Daddy. ``

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

I dragged Vergil master key over to his hole. It was n't 6 feet deep. More like 4. Sorry Virg, I do n't take all day.

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

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... Daddy ... I do n't need you to be my boyfriend, or married man. I do require to keep fucking you. And I love you, I do. But as far as semipermanent goes, well you 're probably more suited to Gayle. Maybe I 'll see someone to settle down with. Like the Dizzy sisters have. ``

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

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The Party
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The Masters boys were dressed, but looked a little sheeplike. The Lyndon Baines Johnson sisters were beaming, their faces a lilliputian flushed. must 've been a pretty good time on the knife slip, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out loud and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Things move quickly in the New World.

'' fountainhead, not so fast. This home is very vulnerable. Glass windows all over, the backwards door curl could n't stop a seven-year-old ... '' prick. What to do ?

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

That seemed to sit okay with masses. We were packing the Jeep with the vesture, when John Pierpont Morgan noticed the mound of impertinent dirt. He stopped and stared at it, tears welling up in his eyes.

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

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

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


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There was great excitement at the firm as the new boys were examined, admired, hugged.

But the Johnson sis made it very clearly ; these boys were off-limits. And they seemed smitten with the babe, so that was honorable. Then the girls discovered their new clothes, and the shriek was nearly intolerable. brake shoe that fit ! Pants that fit ! underclothing !

Erin and I immediately set to re-loading the magazines 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. `` respite of the time, I like to go ranger. speechmaking of which, who said you could go shooting sperms inside me ? ``

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

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

'' Okay, Little Panthera tigris. '' We hugged and kissed.

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

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

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

'' Yeah, sure as shooting, get laid to fuck you any where you want it ! ``

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

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

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

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

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

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

Lorrie scooted in finisher, obviously to get all the information she could. Never mind that her breast pressed into my arm. Her white meat that was barely contained in the cotton plant jersey. The breast that was unfettered because a bra would tump over the stitches on her back.

'' You guys consume 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 instruct me ? ``

'' fountainhead, Lorrie ... sweetie ... we 've got to get you all healed up first. Killing Zachary can be well-fixed, with a gun, but it can also get real tough real fast. How 's your back been doing ? ``

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

'' It 's good ! wait ! ``

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

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

Fucking great is how you 're doing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I held her gently on her lower hips. Her bare pelvic arch. Christ Jesus Christ her skin is so soft and warm ...

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

'' Yes pappa ? '' she said, ever so sweetly. My cock was struggling inside my blue jean. It sucks when it 's all crinkled up in there and then decides to get fully gruelling. 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 in conclusion month. ``

'' I do n't call back you 're a kid ... '' With a body like that ? She 's all woman, all the time. `` But, you need to take it easy with that book binding. I do n't want any stitches to descend out. '' I could n't consider of anything else to say. I mean, people are probably to come back at any moment. Yes, I fucked some of the early missy, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' arms up. ``

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

I took her t-shirt and fiddled with it until I got it lined up, Then I slid it over her arms, head, then over her mammilla until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

'' You know, '' she started. `` Mom likes you. and she 's really respectable in bed. She 's an expert. And I 've seen tidy sum of smut. Mom 's as good or substantially. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

And she left to rejoin the others. I stood there like, What the fuck ? They are taking turns ? With me ? Well that 's just ... well it 's not the worst thing that could bump, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

'' Those boy are Very nice. Very overnice. They tell me they want the sisters to inhabit with them. What do you recollect ? ``

'' I 'm a little interest. We have to strengthen their building field, it 's not very secure right now. And we need to train those boy up. They need to get a little, uh, 'harder'. And no, not in the way you think ! ``

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few mean solar day I think it would be fine. We need to start taking back the town anyway. Would be good to let a forward base there. We 've got radios. We could pinch them up with a set of solar control board. It could work. ``

We had a nice dinner of squawk stroganoff, from my supplying of dehydrated food. Canned peaches for dessert. Also had lots of vodka and fruit juice.

Erin found the pad, touched the screen a few prison term, and the next thing you know, Rihanna is blasting from the Speaker. It 's a party !

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

Everyone yelled the chorus :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly unspoilt !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't worry I like the olfactory modality of it !
joint and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me ! ``

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

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

With all the `` Ooh baby, baby '' verse line, it was getting crazy. Erin jumped up on the board and took off her T-shirt and shook her happy little knocker for everyone to see ! The boys were dancing with their little girl, but it was variety of a free-for-all. We were n't really partnered up, just mashing all togther. And there was stacks of bumping and abrasion, and 'getting all up'on me, the boys, and the lady friend on each other in some good dirty dancing.

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

Lorrie got bumped accidentally, and I roared at everyone to stop while we checked her out. I was about to declare `` company On ! '' when we heard the crappy sound of a zombie moan, coming from out of doors. 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 best crap-shooter for the job. She 's probably mightily, but still, it felt funny.

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

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

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

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

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the john and chamber. I was the last-place to use a public lavatory. Got myself a rain shower, finally. Got to commend to control the water system levels tomorrow in the memory cisterns, I reminded myself.

When I opened the door to my little figurer way, I found Payton waiting for me. She was perfect raw, sitting on the air mattress with her back up against the pillows and the rampart. Her redress hand was lazily playing with her knock off pussy while her exit handwriting toyed with a nipple.

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

'' Hey yourself. No, do n't kibosh ! sustain doing what you 're doing. ``

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

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

'' bread and butter going, '' I said. Watching a adult female masturbate is one of my neat 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 go on doing it. I want to see you cum. ``

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

I settled into the position chairperson. `` Just talk a slight. Tell me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? indicate me. ``

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

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to clobber me backbreaking ... and put your natural language on my clitoris ... and bite it a short ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her finger slipped inside her pussy as she talked.

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

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

'' And I want to take in your pecker and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her fingers out of her cunt and daintily put one in her mouth. Her lips enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it clean of her juices. She did that to the early two.

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

'' Yes babe, tell me to a greater extent. ``

I went and stood on the air mattress, straddling her, my cock just a foot from her aspect. Pre-cum oozed from the tip. I ran my finger up the principal nervure, a few fall dripped onto Payton 's leg.
'' God yes I want that cock ! '' 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 knees in front man of her, her fingers were making such a slurpy noise as they drove in and out of her puss.

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

'' Oh the Nazarene that slut ! '' she cried. But she was excited.

'' I fucked her from posterior. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck be intimate fuck ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her cunt ! ``

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

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

'' God, you 're beautiful, '' I said. Hey, she looked great. She was n't the prettiest of the clump by a longsighted nip. But who the fuck care. She was awesome.

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

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

'' Jesus Christ that was true ? ``

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

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

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

She writhed in joy as she convulsed from her orgasm. When she was spent, I grabbed her branch and dragged her down fully on to the mattress so I could fuck her ripe. And I did. I shoved my rooster all the way up her drippage snatch so goodness she did n't do it 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 assuredness to bang someone almost as big as me. But her strong leg were like jelly as I pounded her pussy into submission.

I pulled my peter out and threatened her ass with it, pressing into her rosebud a little. But she flinched really grueling, she was n't quick for that. I dropped it back into her bitch and fucked the daytime out of her. I fucked her for ten minute like that, she moaned and screamed into her pillow.

At one power point, the doorway opened and Erin stuck her head in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'sign with my fingerbreadth to my mouth. She nodded and sat on the level. Pulling her little sudor knickers aside, she rubbed her pussy as she watched me bed Payton.

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

I risked a glance to the incline ; Erin was in to the full onanism mode as her script dove in and out of her pussy.

'' I 'm going to fuck your tit, baby ! '' I warned Payton.

She opened her eyes for the first meter in about 10 minutes as she watched me settle in between her delicious jugs. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left wing. Payton kind of express joy but did n't look to mind.

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

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

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

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

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

I love tit-fucking. The miss is mashing her own tits for me, my putz is enveloped by easygoing and firmly 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 boob, she licked my hammer each time it came to the top.

I was about at the end of my rope. I reached down and pulled on her nipple as Payton squeezed her tits. 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 clapper made her cum. I shot some more cum onto her face, then pulled back and dropped some lading on her big soft tits.

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

Payton just lay there in sexual fulfillment, enjoying her natural in high spirits. She swallowed the cum in her back talk, but the rest of it was streaming down her face.

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

Erin bent down and greedily licked it from Payton 's face, brim and cervix. She then drooled it into Payton 's back talk, who swallowed it easily.

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

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

'' Jesus messiah, papa, '' said Erin. `` I really like this ! I 've never touched a char before this. ``

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

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

Payton roused out of her stupefaction to notice Erin.

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

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

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

Erin never let up or let go of those glorious tits. I slopped up some slit succus onto an exposed nipple, Erin saw that and just plunge on it.

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

- - -

The side by side morning we had powdered eggs, lyophilised ham, and pancakes. All courtesy of Momma Gayle, with some help from Lorrie, of course of action. That motherfucker 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 utterly bodies in the street, you know. We scored tons of plywood at the ironware entrepot to barricade the Master 's store. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the east end of briny street. It already had some followers. The cool thing about the Mog is its tiptop. No thing what the Zeds do, they ca n't break in. They ca n't check the glass. They ca n't climb into the cab. So we Parked it in the midriff of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for serious long range of mountains and stopping mogul. Also had an AR, and the suppressed 22. The theme was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would institute more Zachs, and they would hold open shooting. Lorrie would get some material on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, John Pierpont Morgan, and Wyat went down to a side street at the whole other end of the small town. We pulled up to the end house. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boys had pitchforks. We also had pistols, all of us. The theme, though, was to go quiet and see to it the houses.

The first-class honours degree one was a piece of music of bar. Tapped on the door, all quiet. The house was unlocked, nobody inside. We checked for medicines and food, found a pretty unspoilt stash of pot. Some good food in the electric refrigerator, too, but it was all rotten. No medicines. No weapons. Some old lady wearing apparel, that 's about it. We stacked the seat on the porch for later pickup.

second base 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 perambulation along in their direction.

I wanted the son to get some training, so we had Gayle sales booth behind the threshold, and she yanked it undefended. Morgan went first and jabbed the fucker rightfield in the eye. He dropped. Lewis Henry Morgan let out a whoop and went to high-five his chum when I clamped him hard on the shoulder.
'' Shut the fuck up ! '' I whisper-hollered at him. He was sorry, would n't do it again.

Found a little food, a .38 revolver with 9 carapace, some 42-year old Corinthian, and some dirty dress. But we took everything we could notice. cd, aluminum enhancer, baggies, toilet paper, matches, dog food.

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

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

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

'' It 's us ! Morgan and Wyatt maestro. From the computer memory ! ``

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

'' You the ace making all the noise ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

We went through 30 more houses, but no other living folks. Lots of short torso, though ; man and zombie. Did find a decent 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in various caliber with a few boxwood of carapace for each.

Suddenly, the radio receiver crackled to life.

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

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

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

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

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

'' She 's up on the 2nd floor. hurriedness ! ``

We broke into the down in the mouth trading floor of the real estate place. I killed two Z with my Crovel. I could hear Sir Thomas More of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` Look out below '' and threw a couple more z down the steps. Gunshots followed as Erin or someone killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The zeds were now converging on us. We each fired our pistols until they were abandon. The flooring was slippery from all the pus and gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed header. I worked my way into what seemed a bedroom, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a wall, holding back two zombi with just her rifle cask. crying and screaming, she was going to misplace the fight in the next few bit as the mix weight of the two big man zombie spirit was probably 400 pounds.

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

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

'' Come on ! pattern a border ! What have I been talking to you about for the hold up 4 days ? And somebody go get my Crovel ! ``

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

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

I sat down and held my headway in my hands. the Nazarene I almost fucked up again ! We need to a greater extent training before we can do this kind of matter !

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

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

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

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

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

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

Zombies moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

I talked with the local anesthetic boys after dinner party. I wanted to retrieve out what commercial-grade initiative were in townsfolk or nearby. Gas Stations, shop, welding shop class, sporting goods depot, locomotive engine mending shops, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her elbow room. I told her no, sit down with me and take heed. I apologized to her. She cried. We made up. Then we talked strategy.

After a pair minute, we did more P90 education, except for Lorrie. Well, she did a modified edition. She is n't all that flexible yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't merit any happiness right then.

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Chapter 9 - The recovery
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The following three 24-hour interval raced by. I took a squad of Wyatt, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two other nearby town, just a little bigger than ours. They were as bad or worse than our little town. There 's a magnanimous township to the north of us, but I imagine they are inundated with ezed.

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a yobbo face screen and you could talk with them. They were much igniter than Motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still don goggles with them. We found all kinds of pads and protective equipment for the branch and weaponry, also. The object was to produce ourselves hard to bite.

Back at the cattle ranch, we all put on our appurtenance for real last training. First, everyone got used to hitting me on the head with broomstick. Did n't even reach me through my helmet, but everyone got lots of lick in.

At the Lawnmower resort shop, we got lots of lawnmower vane. We trimmed up one end to fit the gal smaller hands, then wrapped it in paracord to score a nice handle. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like finish. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some yard pitch, the tough kind, not grass slant. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the middle ace facing forward. I thought this would come in handy.

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

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

existence generally shorter, except for Payton, the girls were having a yob time with a one-shot kill ; Zed 's weapons system were too long. The girls learned to cut up off an arm or two first, then go for the kill. Or kick them in the genu so Zed fell down. Then it was an slow kill shot.

Then they tried it with the rake. Much better ! unvoiced swing to the genu, down they went. Then they were prosperous pickins for a rake-shot to the head. So that became our basal tactics ; rake them out in the undefendable, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

Reports from the outside world were disheartening. stallion urban center like New York had fallen into complete shambling. The internet was pretty limited. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Silicon valley guys always had outstanding security.

The HAM tuner reports were awed. Mostly just lonely calls from hoi polloi in trouble. We could n't go help them, nobody was around us. After a patch we quit turning it on.

- - -

Next morning, after our P90 physical exercise, Gayle and Lorrie went to piss breakfast while I studied the web. Then, young woman and guys all sat me down at the table.

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

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

And they brought out all kinds of good stuff. Including stewardess Donettes ! And Hostess cherry tree pie !

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

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

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

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

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

'' Ok thank you everyone. I will use all these in good health. Although I may not endure the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a adept nose, did n't require to reach 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 deal is ... well it just sucks. But we 're gon na pee-pee it upright ! right hand ? ``

'' 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 sword worked
as hoped, and we hardly fired the heavy weapon at all. It was a trade good day.

- - -

As we entered the house, I was told to shower down first since it was `` Daddy taste day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my rain shower on. Would be nice to get clean first, for once.
I was just getting some black bloodline off my arms when the threshold opened. I was delight ! We were so focused lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a spell. As long as it was n't one of the guys, I would be happy with whoever it was.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Something very warm and fleshy squished into my spine as she reached around me for the scoop and that scrubby, flossy affair that you wash with. It could only be her tits. Jesus, they covered a lot of tangible estate, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my spine, slowly but firmly pushing. My peter was lengthening a picayune with anticipation.

She washed my munition as they hung by my side.

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

Then she reached around and washed my bureau, first with the scrubby and then with her bare script. She spent a lot of sentence on my nipples. Why do men birth nipple ? I do n't make love, but I was glad I did. That felt wonderful.

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

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

I was foiled as her hands traveled back around to my lower spinal column. But then, I was pleased as she rubbed my ass cheeks.

'' Oh that flavour overnice .... yessss ... ''

She reached between my cheek with the scrubby thing, washing my arsehole and taint. I hung my heading 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 knocker and consistency. She reached around with her early paw and gently traced her fingers along my impossibly hard tool. But that digit on my ass ... it went inside ...

'' You like this, Daddy ? ``

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

'' No lover. Just one. Up to the initiative knuckle. So about one inch or to a lesser extent ... '' Well it felt like Johnny The Wad himself was back there. Deliverer. I 'll be a little more thrifty with fille in the future when fucking their asses.

Gayle gave my cock a good liquidity crisis then suddenly let go. She slid down on her articulatio genus, and began to kiss my ass buttock. She pulled them apart, then stuck her knife in the naughtiest of places. I could n't conceive it.

'' holy place Fuck '' 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 difficulty breathing. She continued tonguing me for another pair instant. If she had touched my cock I would 've cum right then.

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

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

'' Holy shag. I mean. Yes ! Of course ! Just admiring the thought ! ``

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

I forgot all about dash and gentility and the soap, I just grabbed her and held her from the back, running my hands all up and down her hanging tits, stomach, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

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

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

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

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

I spread her ass cheek and buried my cheek 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 twat, she seemed to like that. I variety of settled in with my ovolo in her hind end and concentrated my lip and tongue on her pussycat. Her tart flavors covered my face as I tried to burrow into her cunt. Again, I was glad I had stocked up so many razors, not a hair in sight.

'' Savior ... Michael ! '' Gayle moaned.

I squeezed the cocksucker out of both her ass cheeks as I continued eating her out. Tight slight cheeseparing young woman are great. No doubt. But a woman with curves, that 's the one for me !

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

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

I moaned into her bitch, sending shakiness up her cunt. I felt her contractions begin.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I got more fast-growing, slapping both her teat with both my hands. These slaps were n't hard enough to pink anyone down or anything, but her peel was turning a healthy shade of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to molest her swaying boobs.
I was getting a Brobdingnagian thrill out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my cock, and watching those tits jiggle with each slap was too much for me.

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

She leaned back, and said `` My tubes have been tied. kick in it all to me, Daddy ! ``

I could n't hold it. I came.

As always, that firstly shaft felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my vein. Each subsequent spirt felt incredible, too. Gayle felt my hot shots enter her puss as I pumped more and More sperm into her.

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

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

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

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

We soaped up and actually washed ourselves and finished the shower. We dried ourselves and Gayle sat at the minuscule chair to fix her brass. She looked so precious, legs crossed, nipple hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a young boy watching mama get cook. My cock felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, dear ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

I squirted a pretty large load right onto her titmouse, then a duet smaller 1, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her breasts as she leaned over and lick my putz clean.

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

... except for her daughter ...


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Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch Perfect'and sang along with all the a genus Gallinago songs, the girls were all form of goofy and a bit unknown. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat next to me during the picture show, with her daughter Lorrie on my other side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would bump. But I did n't have to hold back long.

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

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

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

'' I just came to talk, '' she said. She had a bottle of my respect Justin Pinot noir and a couple trash. We sat down, me in my rolling chairman and her in the metal folding chair.

We talked about a lot of affair, but mostly about our situation 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 urinate a zombie absolve area so that we could then commence farming military operation. Plus we now had lots of new oral fissure from town that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the people we met were gracious, but generally a bit older. Still, some of them had farming backgrounds. But early than the Master 's Son, we had n't found anyone near the girls ages.

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

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

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm certain you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is backbreaking to say ... I want Lorrie to let the love of a good man. nurture a category. You know, those kind of things. ``

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

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

My psyche 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 look to matter.

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

'' Gayle ... I do n't cognise what to say exactly. Lorrie 's terrific, 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 love with you. Most of the girls are attracted to you, but she 's actually in love. ``

She 's in love with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two main matter here. issue One is, you, Gayle. And Number Two, I 'm not certain I 'm set up to make up down just yet. I mean, I will at some period, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to hold back our chemical group going. I do n't make out if I have clip for a genuine relationship. It 's umm ... it 's jolly gentle right wing now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the door. ``

Gayle rolled her eyes.

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

Gayle kind of made a let down face.

'' No, I mean nothing bad about Lorrie. But I do n't get it on her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't look so surprised. We get along pretty fricking dandy. And, I think the smashing sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't intend you had to hook up with Lorrie today. I just want you to cogitate about it. Keep it in psyche. ``

'' So if she comes a-knocking at my door some night ... you 're ... what ? ``

'' I 'm fine with that ! Just .... be well-to-do on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a virgin. ``

I thought about our gun-cleaning session a hebdomad ago. Lorrie seemed pretty promptly to undress.

'' You sure about that ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, she would 've told me. ``

'' So, if you want me for her, what was up with the shower today ? That does n't look to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the rest period of her wine. `` I 'm not perfect. I had this vision of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't go good at all, does it ? I mean, I at least wanted you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds variety of dazed now that I say it out loud. ``

I drank the rest of my Pinot and poured us both some more.

Have I mentioned how gorgeous Gayle is ? My dad was a hooter dog in his day, even as an older man. He like the full-figured gals like Marilyn, Mamie, Rita, etc., but his favorite was the Italian babe, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a honest resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly things like belt down a bunch of zombies with your bare fist and come back for your reward. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go facial expression her up. Sophia, I mean. Check out some of the younger pictures of her, when her whisker is passably straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's tits are full-grown. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the room a bit, then I knelt down in nominal head of Gayle 's chair.

'' Gayle. '' I placed my hand on her impudence. `` Even if I fell in love with your girl, and wanted to spend the rest of my sprightliness with her ... how could I possibly only create erotic love to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full lips. Her paw came up to me, she ran her fingers through my hair.

Our mouth pressed a little unwavering together and our sweet candy kiss turned a piffling hotter as I moved into her a little More. I broke the osculation, only to get a slightly dissimilar angle and set out kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her lower lip, and sucked it into my mouth, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her back against the wall. With both my hands gently holding her nerve, I kissed her with passion and tenderness like I 'd never felt before.
Gayle had slipped her hands underneath my T-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my rear. Then she continued to osculate me as she pulled me unaired to her.

'' Jesus, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an ounce of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being nice. ``

She slipped my t-shirt over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` tie-up over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a sister ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk light, in just my faded jeans with a bulging crotch.

'' bout around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a fiddling for her.

'' Sweet Jesus, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, cipher 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your position, Gayle. ``

'' selection up those weights, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a couple 30 pound dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few Robert F. Curl for her, some standing presses, I turned my back to her and did some lateral flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her rightfulness hired man gently rubbing her left knocker, and her left index finger in between her strawman teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of poise to know I turn on a chick. 38 class old. Semi-ripped. Still have my hair, 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 end of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my branch, like I was going to carry her over a doorsill. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one Virgin in my whole life. It did n't go so well. Lots of pain. Crying. ignominy. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so bland with women ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm awed. So, you really want me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the right wing word ? Deflower your girl ? ``

'' I ca n't think of anyone I 'd rather have do it, '' she said, twirling her fingers through my hair.
I kissed her her on the lips for a few moments.

'' You want me to, fuck your daughter ? '' Long ... candy kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to have to fellate her tits for a substantial foresighted prison term. '' Kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to lick her snatch. '' candy kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suck my turncock. '' kiss with some natural language ...

'' She will be full, I promise. ``

'' How do you fuck ? ``

'' I 've made her practice. On banana and cucumbers. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No shit ? ``

'' No shit. I told her it was an important skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing position, but we kept close and kissed to a greater extent. I undid the belt on her robe, sliding my hired hand between her unruffled tegument and the robe. I cupped her ass cheek and pulled her to me, she could experience my hard-on now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her gown, 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 side by side to each former, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just be intimate breast. All mammilla. There 's just something about them that drives me nuts. Yeah, big surprise. But More than most guys, I love them. I love to bat, and nibble, and twirl my tongue around them. And they all feel so different. Some are firm, some are really spongelike, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as much as I could. Some pap bites here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too much time on the mamilla, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could suck them for 60 minutes ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' christ no. It 's like the ripe massage in the human race. Only better. I 'm a thousand percent relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How near 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 breathing increased, so did my vigor. When she panted a little, I grabbed her pussy. With my palm on her clit, I slipped a finger in between her sassing and frigged her nicely. Then a picayune harder and faster as I bit down on a big tit of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' Suck the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left field tit up to her face and drew in her own nipple to her mouth. God I love that.
I rubbed her pussy faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a couple more proceedings when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few times. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic wafture washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' time lag, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me remain ... too ... tender ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a good prison term for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her legs and guided my putz to her purulent opening.

I pressed in ... jesus she was so wet I just slid right in.

'' Michael ... just a moment ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fucking .... ''

As my weighting set down on her, our pelvises rubbed, re-igniting her button. Gayle thrashed around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't shape any actual intelligence, just groan and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say shit but it was too a lot effort. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a uninterrupted medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck early guys. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to grok side. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guys. '' I sped up my hammering to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy place fuck ! Oh shit Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of times, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking hard. `` She should n't ... oh Jesus Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it flex you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her chest, sticking my pussy-sopping prick 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 knocker, your ass, oh that 's nice baby yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy slit ... and not just once but a lot of times. ``

Well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this point, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on Mommy Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a torrent down her throat. Load after incumbrance of hot spirt 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 cocksucker and Slapped my nerve !

She sat there, all defiant, her eye gleaming. I was fucking plough 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 pegleg and shoved my turncock back into her cunt. Gayle arched her rachis as I entered her, and she moaned out garish. I was rather ingrain with myself, even though I just came, I was set up 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 way ... 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 bang-up mom ... a Fucking swell mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No reply. I forced my hand under her abdominal cavity so I could grab her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's amiss ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her consistence is so firm ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to suck in cock ... ''

'' No Michael ... cease it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm sure. ``

'' block off it ... please oh shit oh rat oh prick I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her cunt ... man ca n't you almost taste it ? '' I pulled my hand from Gayle 's cunt and rubbed it on her back talk, cheeks, pushed my fingerbreadth inside her oral cavity so she could taste it all.

'' You want to try out her ... '' I began cumming inside her pussy. Her snatch walls gripped my cock and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh do it yes ... fuck yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the second time, filling up her twat with ardent hot sperm.
After a duo minutes, Gayle wriggled a bit and asked `` Would you mind ... ? '' So I rolled off her. To my surprisal, she went down and cleaned up my cock with her lingua and lips, sucking up the fuse cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, help yourself to my sperm anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making love to me. This will be the finis prison term. I want ... I want Lorrie to have a prospect. ``

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 particular date
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The following day was moving day for the Johnson sisters. We got the Masters place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and springy. I 'll admit to some jealousy there, those chicks were pretty wild little honies !

So we spent to the highest degree of the day trying to stymy off the town. We 'd been to every house, killed every zombie inside the homes, sheds, barns, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always more automaton. We figured they were coming from the road, but why ? From where ? Why are they coming here ?

'' We need to funnel them into a kill zone, '' Erin was saying. My diabolical little killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a soused position where we are protected, but we can kill them with reefer or spears or something. ``

'' Genius ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to rise up something and then devolve down. So the fall kills most of them. Or at least discontinue their peg or binding. That would make unnecessary, ammo, right ? ``

The miss form of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ladder and startle ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me think. '' I had it. So unproblematic, it just might work.

'' splendid ! Lorrie, it 's superb. We get some shipping containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a rectangular tube-shaped structure. We tilt them up at, like a ten or twenty degree angle. We 'll need lots of them. Stack them on top of each other or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 feet gamey and they walk out the end of the last container right into thin air. They smash on the ground -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a surd landing place ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the area with fence or More merchant marine containers ... ''

'' And when the domain fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't have to shoot any of them ! ``

We were all very proud of ourselves. It 's a expectant ass estimate. Except, we did n't take any shipping containers. Or a way to move them. Or a crane to stack them.

Eh, minor details.

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We cleaned up More of the Ithiel Town. Not too many living phratry, but it 's good to rid of the lurkers. Zed likes to crawl around and reverse up in the most flaky seat, so it 's serious to have him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as zealous a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a Passion of Christ ! But unlike Erin and her artillery, Lorrie really wanted it done up conclusion and personal. She wanted to appear into their idle eye as they died again.

We had cleared out a section of home, then we went back to them to watch 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 sure what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't imagine there will be any more. I do n't make love ... ''

'' Whaddya mean you do n't be intimate ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a slight steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I tell her that her mom wants US to thieve up ?

'' Well, you guys are great together, it would be nice to hold a real dad ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my real daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never idea, it 's OK. It 's delicately ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nonentity can shut you down faster than a adolescent !

We looked through the theatre some more. It 's form of sad, looking through a dead someone 's life.
Usually, we just look for safety where we might find oneself guns, trunks for ammo, kitchens for intellectual nourishment etc. But this house was different. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this house. I mean really. I could live in this house if it were n't for the shucks zombies. ``

'' Wyatt said it was once the Mayor 's house. The town built it a prospicient time ago for the then flow city manager to live in. But later, it got bought by some rich people ... The town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your size, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couple outfits. `` She had some taste. Where in this town would she assume this stuff ? This is like, New York city, 20 yr ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some moans from the street.

'' responsibility calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' prompt me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, mister ! '' She waggled her big blade at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the computer hardware store for lunch, now re-named skipper and Johnson, in honour of the coming nuptials between the victor boys and the Johnson Sister. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a hour ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two pulley back to that nice house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a duet 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 band aid ! Am I old news already ? ``

'' You 're never old news, my lilliputian darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's all right, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a blacken garb, fitted, with some brainsick cuts. kind of like that Demi Moore dress from 20 age ago. And I grabbed a duet of dainty heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's okay ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a flake. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a squeamish necklace, too. `` You 'll want these, too. ``

We stashed everything in the landrover. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' catch 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 pick out her to dinner ? Not many restaurants out-of-doors right now ... ''

'' fountainhead, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' Geek. Ok, I 'll call up 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 overlord Brothers situated. I let them have two solar panel and a abstruse cycle shelling so they could have lights and charge up barrage. We got them some intellectual nourishment and water, too.

Eventually, the residue of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the landrover. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting showers and having a cocktail or two as we played some music picture on the TV. It was kind of cool. At one point, Erin dragged a bundle into my computing device room that included the wearing apparel and skid. She winked at me, then flashed her breast and said `` Do n't forget about me, Daddy ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her pussy through her camouflage knickers a little bit.

'' Ooooh Daddy ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the shower ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can taste it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the bulwark, little bitch. facing pages em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As common, she was n't wearing any bra or underclothes. I undid her gasp and yanked them down to expose her ass. I could see her cunt lips, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous slight titty with my left bridge player and with my right hand, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, pappa ... yes ... touch me ... ''

While squeezing her tit hard, I gently rubbed her pussy lips, feeling her wet already, my mitt spread them apart. I pinched her nipple heavy and held on to it tightly, and slipped my digit up to her clit. I massaged her cunt like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' serenity baby ... stay quiet ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just Daddy. Just Daddy feeling up his little lady friend ... His bad little little girl ... and her wet cunt ... daddy likes her wet pussy ... yes ... he will solve it again soon ... yes Daddy likes her cunt ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, Daddy, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, Daddy ... but do n't hold back ... get it on me anywhere I do n't care, papa ... even If you marry Lorrie, just sleep with me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her bitch harder, squishing around in all her twat dripping. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a proficient girl ... you like me squeezing your breast ? ``

'' Yes dad ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes pappa, she licks me all the prison term. We shower together, and I pee on her nipple in the rain shower. You should see us papa ... you should pee on her tits, too ... oh god ! diddley shit shit shit ! I 'm cumming dad cumming so good oh Irish bull oh mother fucker ! ``

Erin soaked my hired man with her juices. I slipped my douse mediate fingerbreadth 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 shaft. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet script. She licked it clean of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might need this later, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her knickers, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the sofa a few minutes later, nobody seemed to discover. I took my shower.

I came from my shower and met Erin again, who handed me a squeamish cold Coors Light.

'' Well thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the male child and daughter for dinner. You know, help them out with their kickoff meal and stuff. ``

Nice architectural plan, Erin ! What a adept girl she is ...

'' Well, who 's going ? I 'm kind of beat, but I do n't have sex if I like the theme of us separating, especially at Nox. ``

verity was, Zach had been pretty still lately, we seemed to have killed most of them in town.
But I had to make it look good.

'' Well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the oppress 22, my 1911, my sword. The rest of us will be armed also. We 'll be good ! '' She winked at me.

'' wellspring maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to stay with her. We need you up here to pay heed. ``

I thought about it for a few moments, hoping to make it look good. `` Well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over architectural plan and rules. I was n't too come to, but I did n't want anything stupid to find. And you can always count on Zach to make things stupid.

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We all said goodbye to each early as the group went to toss off to natter the superior and Johnson Hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a footling headache. Nothing sober. I 'm going to rest in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to make us some dinner, I 'll station you in a plate ? ``

'' Sounds good, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few minutes later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked gravid in her khaki boxershorts and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, young lady ? '' I made an exaggerated bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her best fake southern accent. `` well are n't you just a dear man ? I would have sex to ! ``

I picked up the southern drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from Texas so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` Well darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a niggling something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too kind, sir ! I would just be revel ! I mean, after all, what sort of dinner party kit is one with pedigree on it ? ``

We walked to my room, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on earth did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not crucial. What is authoritative is that dinner is in one 60 minutes, and I do n't want to see skin nor whisker of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shoo her out of the room. I had thing to do !

Within the next hour, I whipped up some frost dried squawk stroganoff, canned corn whisky, and honest-to-god Bisquick Biscuits ! Then I perked myself up a picayune, shaved, put on my best shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty good, if I must say so.

In precisely one hour, Lorrie made her entryway. And what an entrance !

The dress, black. The design, bare shoulders, with about one-inch strap that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's plenteous cleavage. Tight around her stomach, flowing over her coxa, and ending just above her knees. Her bare legs stretched down to her satin black stiletto 3 inch heels. Her rich brown haircloth tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally wavy way. Just a footling constitution to highlight her eyes and some lip glossary to ca-ca her lips shiny.

I could n't speak. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a spell a few feet away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I look okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her paw brooch and her eye shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. trade good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so impinge on ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear upon it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little wave at that tip. `` Good night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' wellspring, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me perturbed ! `` How about I escort you to the couch where we can have a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern idiom again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the legal age for souse beverages is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a peace of mind officer, I shall sprain myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the silver necklace around her neck, my hands lingering on her balmy hide. She put in the matching earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't recall that this was ever possible again ! I feel like royalty or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her lovesome shank as she snuggled close. I made us some Grey cuckoo auger over ice. It 's a unproblematic drink, just vodka and blush wine 's lime tree juice, but it 's good and to the point.

We sipped our crapulence, told each former shady niggling story, talked about old sentence. The thing was, she had a way of making me seem interesting. But it was n't forced, she seemed excited about what I had to say. She was either very dependable at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a scale of food 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 report of near-misses with boys ; tons of boyfriends but virtually were scared of her or too pillock to know what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your family ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some worry prospects, for sure. 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 mother fucker came down ... '' She waved her hired man at the dysphemistic outdoors world.

'' What about you, why is there no Missus around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had trouble remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the right one, I guess. ``

'' And what turn now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any female person problem right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your favorite ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to answer that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A man does n't snog and say. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her vocalisation trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an reply. But I was having a heavily time concentrating with all her tit flesh and cleavage poking through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest daughter here. Prettiest little girl 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 good as her in bed, I 'm sure enough ! I 've watched lots of videos, and, ohmygod I should keep out up ! I 'm so abash ! ``

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 cervix. We swayed gently for a few moments, and I pulled her closer to me.

Her body melted into mine, her massive chest pressed into mine. Her hair smelled yummy, some rose-cheeked shampoo. While everyone takes shower bath, usually we smell a short rank as we 're working arduous killing Zeds. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My cock began to nip. And to fill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a second babe. '' I had to get through in and conform my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable position. `` All better now. ``

'' You get, tough that fast ? I 'm sorry, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get hard very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvises contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hand down her back, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my life sentence, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my impertinence and lingered for a moment. I turned slightly and met her lips with mine. Oh god, she was so diffuse and warm. She opened her mouth slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each early. My right hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a couple of my fingers.

After a few minute, our back talk parted. But I pressed my frontal bone 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 severe, her sassing working me over. Her hot tongue licked my upper lip, then darted inside my oral fissure. I tried to squirm her tongue with mine as our passion increased. I grabbed both her ass cheeks to the full on and grinded my cock into her. She responded with a little gasp, and then proceeded to suck my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The chronicle of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me write this part of the story. I was taking creative written material in school when all of this went down and, so, I think the fib needs my touch. So yes, I was completely in puppy erotic love with Michael at this point. I was also a Virgo, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a penis inside me. I had had other things, like Mom 's purplish vibrator, her glass dildo, a cucumber, and some other assort, um, 'items'inside me. But not a really 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 point and I was just past 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Jesus Christ 's interest. In those older sidereal day, I think he was similar quick to collect Social Security ! ( I 'm sure he will be spanking me at about this full stop when he reads this. )

Well, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something former people had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very high standard. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the line, 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 narration of Wyatt Earp and his brothers. It starred Kurt Russel as Sir Thomas Wyatt, and had pot of other cool down people in it. But the cause I 'm telling you this, is because this is the first of all time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to write his name and draw flowers around it. I used to compose my figure and his name together, and I would spell 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill pages with nitty-gritty and efflorescence ! So you do n't bed him ? He was Publius Vergilius Maro Earp. Tall, slightly graying hair, and THAT voice ! Deep barytone, Texas idiom, and his character was just a fucking MAN about everything. He was also in spook Rider ( my second favorite movie, behind Tombstone ) as the guy in the graveyard who tells Saint Nicholas John Milton Cage Jr. what 's going on with everything. He did a gang of TV commercials, including Ram Trucks for the last-place few years right up to the zombie spirit Crash.

I do n't know where he is now, but I 'm sure he 's in Texas doing just ticket. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega compaction on some old movie actor.

Fast forward money box now. We female child were on the run from the zombies, and we were losing citizenry left and right. You ca n't even opine the little terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained a good deal about 'the crash'of civilization in this story. ) He was all set up there in his dugout drinking cold beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were close death at every footprint. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb up a fencing. I could palpate hot blood running down my back and I could see the concern in everyone 's eyes as we tried to witness a house to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this theatre, and then passing out. I have glimpse of things from then on, but I 'm not sure if they are my actual store or sour ones since I 've heard the story so many times.

What I do remember is waking up and not knowing what the screwing was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty much lying in a flood of what smelled wish pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a strange elbow room I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to fill me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our life at the very hold up possible moment before we were all eaten alive. He had taken us to a unassailable place that had food, water, electrical energy, movie, guns, popcorn, and he was n't an asshole ! He patched me up and kept me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first fourth dimension a little while later that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the night before getting me some medication, and he was now training the young lady in shooting attainment so they could all obliterate zombies.

So here 's the setting : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a Texas idiom ! Not tangible strong, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got jeans on and some form of army sweater on, and military-looking boots. His air, his deportment, he was just ... well he was n't a slit, I can distinguish you that ! His handsome typeface appeared upset about something, and yet he was vestal sugariness and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a finger around my ear, pushing my hair off my fount and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the next couple of days, while I 'm recovering, account start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the girl, and he 's got a big shag cock. So let 's recap. Big cock, fine-looking guy, tall, TX accent, has his dogshit together, putting to death zombies without batting an eye, saves damsels in dangerous distress, the likes of musicals and retro rock music, is apparently good at pleasing the ladies, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 good things to one not-so-great matter. Fortunately, I 've had a lifespan long love affair with my older Sam, so that one affair is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally head over heels, prime clock time in making love with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was convert him that I was so much better than the 8 hot babes already here, not to note my age-appropriate mother. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an injured Virgo the Virgin like myself !

Things went along for a time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really desire to look at me at times. Now, I do n't want to seem like all stuck up and shit, but I 'm pretty damn cute. I was thinking it was maybe my bosom. guy are so uncanny. They seem to like breast, but if you 've got over-sized ones like I do, they just make fun of you or get all poor fish or, I do n't fuck what. I know there 's cat who think that 'more than a handful is a waste', and then there 's guy rope who just love massive tits. How do I know this while remaining a Virgin ? simple ! I watch a lot of smut and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few particular of their entirely fourth dimension together. I knew she was smitten ( her watchword, not mine ) but she also knew it was just variety of a fling ; Michael did n't seem to desire to get too attached at this stop. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guy rope, I would n't just ensconce down with one and separate the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. previous at night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could pick up mom giving herself an orgasm. Squishy sounds in a low room, can only be one thing, ya know ? Sometimes she would whisper his epithet. Then she 'd fall asleep. Of course, that got me very horny so then I 'd have to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingers in my slit and disperse my climax around my stiff nipples. Then, I lick them clean. I think it 's very sexy. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a little crook. After I swallow down my juices, I like to just hug my knocker to my face, like soft warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my nipples more, but usually they just comfort me. nearly nights I drift off to sleep that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'attention was to become a world-champion automaton killer. And so when my back healed I worked very hard and listened to everything he said and I got fucking good at it ! Erin is a better shooter than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the best of all the daughter. My tools are, a Gerber mini-machete and a longsighted painters pole. On the magnetic pole, we worked up a spike with sort of a `` Tee '' on it. The motility is, I use the pole to try and criticise down the Zed, then hack his fucking mastermind with the machete. If he 's really big and I ca n't ping him down, the pole at least keeps his arms 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 concern outside my little circle of booster. In little, I was a narrow-minded twerp. But hey, we can all vary !

Now, I feel nude if I do n't cause my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel spooky if I do n't also experience my rod 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 get into the world, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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Okay I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to save about my low gear intimate experience with another person, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's rectify, it 's his story and I 'm only a guest writer. Still, I just stood up and farted in his general focusing, 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 activities ! But Chris was too shy and did n't know what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Jesus Saviour you hoi polloi need to tranquilize down.

So, Michael made us a low-cal but fantastic dinner party. Obviously, he did n't want us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the drinks, for sure. He was so kind, and confection, 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 bodies touched. He traced the mark on my back from my neck down to my small back. It was sexy, not receipts, and it just reminded me that this heroic man saved my living on several affair now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could find little inspiration in my pussy during dinner, but good nobleman I was on fervour when we started dancing ! His potent branch wrapped around me, his manly odor enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me sloshed, 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 sense something on his compensate leg. Something hard. I 'm sure it was his cock, but I thought it was in the middle between his legs, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a second, baby. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his bridge player down his own bloomers. `` All unspoiled now. ``

I was n't for sure what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of porn, the peter were usually just surd ; I did n't know how recollective it took to go from lenient to firmly. 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. sanctum damn ! My nipples were hard, I can tell you that, and my kitty seemed to be on firing, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The awkward, mis-proportioned female child ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his impertinence, then he turned and he met me with his mouth. Our tongues danced and time seemed to stand still. following thing I know both his paw are on my ass impudence, and he 's pressing his hard cock into my potbelly. I moved a little sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a common trollop. But I did n't care, it felt so GOOD !

We kissed for various second, lost in each others lips. His hands felt so good on my goat, squeezing hard, almost too hard but it not quite. My mitt eventually drifted down his sides, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare peel for the first time. He did n't have an Panthera uncia of fat on him. I ran my workforce up the nominal head of his chest, feeling the conformation of his operose venter and then the swell of his punishing pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice chest, Mr. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, short madam ! '' he responded. `` I do n't think you sympathize how good you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his arm like I was just a piece of paper ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' wait, '' he said in surprise. `` You do n't even know what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' Well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, dingy steady. I was going to ask if you 'd help me wash away the landrover ? ``

'' Sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, dirty oral fissure. But this was n't the time for subtlety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the Jeep can wait until tomorrow. '' He started towards his room, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too tired and worn out. Virgin busting is difficult 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 gentle brightness, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a naked man before ? In individual, I mean ? ``

I shook my forefront, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my head, yes.

'' Okay, check there, I 'll bare for you. ``

He unbuttoned his long sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely take a breath. He threw the shirt on the flooring. Kicked off his shoes, then pulled his socks off.

'' Last chance ! '' he said as he stood there with his hands on the fly of his denim. `` You can still plump for out ! ``

In a slightly quivering voice, I answered. `` I might just bolt down you where you stand if you stop now. ``

He laughed, but I think he saw I was n't kidding.

Turning his book binding towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his trouser, slowly, slowly exposing the crack of his butt cheeks. His ass was everlasting. As he removed the pants completely, I marveled at how the muscles in his ramification and abut flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his weapon system outstretched a trivial and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the expression was a three-foot monster cock.

wellspring, I was a virgin, think back ? It seemed like it was three animal 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 last of this thing, and wanting to devour it with my mouth and pussy.

Lust won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my knee joint when I got there. I just breathed in his olfactory property for a few moments, strong, musky. My manus on his thigh, I knew from the pornos what I was supposed to do, but doing it for tangible is a different story. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's nice. ``

I began to pee out with his shaft, and my right hand came over to spellbind it. Christ ! The cutis is so lenient, but underneath is so hard ! How is this possible ? And the peel moves around on the outside a niggling, fascinating ...

Gathering up my courage, I opened my sass and covered his hale tip with my lips. good god, my sassing was unfastened almost as much as it could, and I only had about an inch inside ! How do those girls deep pharynx like in the movies ? But it felt so cool, so trade good, and then I had a salty gustatory sensation in my mouth. I pulled back and I could see this juice ooze from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricant. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can try out it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some cleaning woman seem to hate the taste of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer love it, though. I hoped I would like it.

After a duad minutes, Michael helped me indorse up to standing.

'' sister, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this dress ? ``

He turned me around and undid the little clasp in the back. After stepping out of my dress, he slid my underwear off. The moment of truth was coming, he was going to see my oversized dope in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy diddley ! '' 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, arrant woman I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me strong again.

After a few moments, I broke the osculation. I was so hot and wet, I was going to start oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm sure there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a sequence of outcome. And I want to do them all at some point. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't believe I was all tongue-tied. Usually they ca n't shut me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to kiss More ? Just evidence me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just skip all the stimulation 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 weightiness on his arms. I could palpate his putz bumping around down there, I opened my legs as wide as I could. He reached down to place his stopcock, and suddenly it was there at my entrance. He rubbed it up and down my slit a few sentence, coating his cock with my juices. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` screw me. ``

His rooster inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never have imagined. He pressed his surd hammer further into me, pulling it back out a little and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was cipher 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 far than I thought possible. I could n't breathe for a moment.

'' That, my dearest, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a 2nd, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should stimulate done more of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His tongue circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some imperativeness, ahh that 's better, gave me a trivial breathing room.

'' Bring your boob up, '' he told me. He was resting on his bridge player so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my side of meat, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my brass, my teat pointing right at him. He bent his head down and kissed my left teat, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning bolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my nipple to my pussy. His warm mouth engulfed my gruelling teat and he sucked it inside his mouth. As the Muriel Spark continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the other one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my nipples were almost touching each other, he tongued both of them frantically, first one and then the other. My purulent felt like it was on fire ! Suddenly, the slight ache down there was gone, replaced by a ardent, stunning feeling.

Michael pulled his cock virtually of the way out. I was about to protest when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Deliverer Christ, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could snap up his ass and deplumate him into me. God it felt so piece of tail unspoilt. I 've masturbated a few thousand sentence but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his whole weight on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in complete ascendence of me, I could n't move 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 button. Each stroking I moaned or grunted or made some kind of guttural, primal noise. My twat was stretched to it 's limit, but I did n't require him to contain, no fucking way. At some head he reached for and found my left tit. He molested it with his hand so much that I cried out.

'' Sorry baby ! '' he panted.

'' Pull on it hard goddamit ! '' I cried.

He pressed harder into my tit and pulled and yanked on it, then he brought it up to our faces so we could both see my nipple. Looking into my center, he encircled my stiff nipple, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it experience better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my nipple, then drew it in my mouth and gently sucked it. I do this all the time, but I always thought it was a footling weird to suck on your own body parts. I did n't think anyone else would think it was ok.

He told me to hold onto that one while he brought my other tit up. I sucked on my left while he sucked on my rightfulness. His fucking had slowed, but he was doing these hanker, powerful fortuity now, slamming into my trunk. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' Switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded tits, kissing in between.

'' hold them, sister ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his paw and started REALLY fucking me flying and firmly. I pinched and squeezed my teat and boob as best I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the topographic point as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his speed, I felt that grand sensation developing in my pussycat. 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 metre, with the episodic 'Fuck me dada'thrown in just for fun. As my orgasm neared, I arched my spine and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my sexual climax exploded throughout my body. As my cunt trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this tenacious, 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 bunch of raw joy nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful shaft. Waves of cum spasm involuntarily wracked my body. I remember hearing a char groaning and moaning, only to realize it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both men and lifted my pussy up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his middle finger right up my asshole. It felt fantastic. From watching smut, anal sex always looked interesting, but also very scary and something I could never picture myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't seem all that far-fetched.

With a call of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his stopcock expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this fantastic hot touch in my slit. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more tricky than before. His pecker trembled many times, and I clenched hard right back at him, squeezing as crocked as I could. Yes I was a virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my zep, my substitute Daddy, had fucked me and cum in my puss. I was happy beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his skin covered in a wanton sweat. His iron cock seemed to possess shrunk a piffling, or else I was so stretch along, I could n't tell. He kissed me a picayune, stroked my face with his finger, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' child, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to twine off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my wooden leg around him.

'' admit me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his rear and brought me with him, still with his decreasing dick inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No dear, thank you ! You are awesome and this was fantastic and holy shit I ca n't think it ... ''

'' It was good, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was fantastic for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Good Shepherd ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guys out. ``

Oh yeah, thoroughly approximation. He probably should n't stimulate cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a deluge of white cum poured out of me onto him, covering his cock, ballock, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! Good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't interest, I 'll clean it up. ``

With only a little wavering, I licked up the outset gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't like it ? The offset predilection was okay, salty, thick, kinda Wyrd and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also savor twat juice, how flaming cool is that ! Our juice were commix together ! And, it was o.k.. In fact, it was well. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk sweetheart, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard tool, he showed me how to grapple it at the posterior and push towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal thermionic valve. Mmmmm, more cum rightfield from the tap. When I got to his testis, he warned me to be easy. globe are so weird, so sensitive, and ... ugly ... but in a cool way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the hair and gave me a little tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to induce been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few arcminute, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both athirst, and even a short hungry. I put on his frock shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the clit just to prevent it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his way towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi hombre ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her footling kimono gown which, I was always telling her, was too short for her and did n't deal up much on top, either. Her face looked a piffling even, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a second ! '' she said as she grabbed some cookies from a package. She glanced at Michael, who stood there arrant naked with a gleaming half-hard turncock, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that short 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 mi, and who can fuck like a champion, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her hard. I cried a niggling, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was fantastic. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you render us a couple minutes ? I 'll bring back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass work as he walked.

'' dearest ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. binge of joy and felicity, but she did n't know that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't have to pass him up, for me. I mean, he 's fantastic ! I could never do that, not in a million year ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh honey, I just wanted you to suffer a shaft at some happiness. With things the way they are, who knows what 's going to pass off today, tomorrow, next calendar week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're happy, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hair, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so soft and Mommy-like, it was nice to withstand on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my fucking God yes. You would n't think how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would trust how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a lilliputian 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 hold him everything. But, how do you, um, get ready ? I mean we do n't have any Astroglide like you use at place ... ''

'' What do you mean ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a little slut ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty safe spank.

'' Well, the Sojourner 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 older, and when women get older they do n't always lube as very much as they used to. I 'm certain, for you, that your pussy juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough slit juice ! ``

'' Just kitty succus ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no doctors, you know. '' The true statement was, I really wanted to get butt fucked but I was scared to expiry of Michael 's big cock in there. But I knew some of the other girls took him, so I had to be at least as good as they were at it.
'' fountainhead you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for Eden 's sakes. Lean up against the counter. Goddamn kids these 24-hour interval I swear to God, ca n't figure anything out. Go on, spread your ramification, yes like that. ``

Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.

'' Mom ! '' I gasped.

She easily slipped two fingers inside me as far as they would go, then she finger fucked me for about thirty instant or so. I could find my arousal building, and I could palpate my juices starting to flow again.

'' See ? So you get your fingers as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her finger and then fray my asshole, depositing my succus on it. She repeated that again, only this time she pressed a unity finger inside my ass a footling bit.

'' Okay so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slacken. I mean, He has to go slow. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my butt. It felt fantastic. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass face. `` He should also use some expectoration, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spit onto my asshole. Her finger continued to fuck my butt joint as her other hand rubbed my pussy. Then she pulled her fingerbreadth out my butt, but instantly I could experience TWO fingers pressing against my back entrance. Oh shit !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan pipeline had just entered me, when in fact two fingers were n't even half as long or 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 feel get it on both of my golf hole as if zilch was out of the ordinary.

'' Well, in her eternal quest to please you, this piddling lady wants to set up herself for an anal retentive fucking from you. Knowing how big your tool is, I figured I better get her set up, somewhat, at least. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my knocker as it hung down. His previously limpish dick was now at good care again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I aid with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to say her that a natural language is good to serve out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his head to one side and thought process for a moment. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much more experience getting butt-fucked than I do. evince me how it should be done. ``

With feigned disgust, Mom withdrew her finger from my ass and proceeded to bend down and plant her fount 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 asshole, or that I would want her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to knead my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, keep going. you 're doing enceinte. punch Lorrie 's arse like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could find pussy juice running down my leg. `` Guys ! '' I said. `` I ca n't stand here like this much longsighted. ``

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 snatch juices will just flow into her butt. Gayle, you work her pussy and I 'll make on these tits. We will get you juicy, do n't concern, baby. ``

True to his give-and-take, Michael started working very hard on my right tit. Squeezing, kneading, mashing, kissing, licking, all form of at once.

Mom put two fingerbreadth back up inside my pussy and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my succus. Her thumb rubbed on my clit. together with the sparks coming from my nipple, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very warm and pacify touched my clit. 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 glossa. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my pussy, my cunt. She thrust three or four fingers, or maybe her altogether hand inside my slit as she licked my sass and clitoris, now finger fucking me libertine and hard.

Michael decided that this was the clip he should slap my tits. 'Increases the blood menses', he said. As he gripped my tit where the peel rose from my bureau, the end of my tit and the tit were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at world-class, but each one got a short harder, made a little to a greater extent noise.

Mom pulled out her hand from my snatch, and forced it against my now soaked butt maw. Her fingers went in a niggling, then she pulled them back.

Each time Mom rammed her fingerbreadth into my butt, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to work out my pussy and they both assaulted my tits and ass, I came in about two minutes.

kitty juice flowed out of me, I could finger 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.

'' waiting ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's stopcock, slobbering all over it.

'' okey, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His cock head pressed into my ass, and I felt it kind of 'plop'into me as his mushroom chief gained access. I stiffened from the sensation. Again, I felt like he was going to pluck me apart with his cock.

'' Easy please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to take him inside me. He must have it away my ass. All the early missy are doing it. And if they are n't, well too bad. I need to be the one giving him what he needs.

Mom bent down to my face and told me to unbend, it will be o.k.. Then she kissed me for a moment on the brim, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my suppuration and forced her way in so she could lap up my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's knife on my clit while Michael slowly fucked my ass short by picayune. Going deeper. Into the bad stead. With my Mom licking my cunt. Are you kidding me ? My psyche was spinning in Mexican valium 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 nurse her mammilla, and for her to suck up mine, and I want everyone to take in my knocker. And I want 20 guys to tolerate in a circle around me and yank off on me and insure me in cum, and Mom can lick it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT FUCK ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 column inch inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Jesus Christ 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 sass. God, I taste good. I thought. I 'm such a jade, I also thought. Mom reached back down and digit fucked me in time with Michael 's strokes. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in heating system. speaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you stop for a second. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, get laid me doggy elan. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely empty feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a consequence, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' babe, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulus for this. Tell you what, I 'll lay down on my back, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your head down there. This way I can lick your bitch while he fucks your ass. You 'll be fine this way. ``

Okay Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her head word 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 clit as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be mulct. ``

Michael worked his way in between my ramification and Mom 's shoulders and arms, and got ready again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a minute or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's cock, I just know that I was feeling a lilliputian lonely just sitting here on all fours with cipher to do. Suddenly, Mom 's lip was back on my puss 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 complete. With Mom licking my cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an ecstatic state. My arms and legs lost control, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my pussy hard into Mom 's look. I do n't know how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My font landed powerful in Mom 's bare kitty-cat. Her heady smell wafted in my nose, her juicy lips covered my brass. Without any prior history of touching a girl, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her lips, sucked her button, buried my face between her congregation, smearing her juices all over my font. I ate my Mom 's kitty with complete abandon.

Somewhere in the centre of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yelping and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my former impertinence even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop ? '' He teased.

I turned to look at him. All sweaty from read/write head to toe, his muscles gleaming in the igniter, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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okay, decent is enough. Lorrie, you write like a girl. Too much of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a span of professional gay woman. Lorrie 's ass was so tight, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's human face under there, mostly obscured of line, but you could see a footling, well it was fucking awesome. This was meliorate than any castle in Spain I could have concocted.

I thought the only affair to make this better was a lilliputian ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each smacking echoed in my petty elbow room, and each smacking was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to expect at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's cunt succus, her hair stringy with sweat, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to stare into my 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 Mommy like a rag doll.

I fucked her severely for a few more strokes, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In bit, I came too. With a madness, my cock trembled and shook and I emptied my raging sperm abstruse inside my baby girl 's ass. Wave after wave, shooting after shot, I finally finished cumming after almost a arcminute. My cock was physically tired, I could find it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscular tissue after running a farsighted 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 mouthpiece. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her mouth closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her back. Then Gayle bent down and, with her bridge player, opened Lorrie 's mouth. Gayle slowly opened her own oral cavity, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her mouth into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum glob for a few moments before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a long time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, perfectly spent. My rooster lay there like a suddenly soldier, or Thomas More like a complaining soldier. 'No more, let me catch one's breath !'it seemed to say. Hey little brother, it was worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

Time drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their warm bosom against me and draping their legs over parts of me. I mentioned water again, because I never got any the inaugural time. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two glasses for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. triad can be difficult sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt feelings. Mix in some Mother/Daughter stuff, and I did n't know WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three clock time honey, thanks for asking. I 'm ripe. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to kiss her mom on the backtalk, dragging a big screwing tit right in my face. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okay. Tired, but a good tired. I ca n't think what we did, what I did. thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the greatest night of my biography. ``

They both squeezed me tight. We drifted off to kip, each wear and satisfied and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the tuner blared. `` Michael ! Help ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my tender sleep with my two babes, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a hundred zombie spirit at least ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! Hang on ! ``

The girls were already moving. `` Full geartrain, 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, clamber guards, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to independent street, artillery hot and quick to go. In spite of the risk, there were a few smirky flavour passed back and forth, form of like `` Yeah we 're going in to conflict, but the fucking sure was fun death night ! ``

I rounded the corner a few 100 grand from hardware store, where everybody was holed up. Zombies crowded around the front line doorway. Yeah, at least a hundred. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't want to just charge them. Then they 'll swarm us. This is like some kind of damn herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our people were trapped, but not in quick risk. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding impregnable. Erin had climbed out the windowpane onto the frontal roof.

right hand by us, succeeding to mess Realty, was Jim 's Fix It Shop. I looked in the window and saw a bunch of tools and broken TVs and other hoot. And conducting wire. reel of wire. I can do something with this ! The dynamic Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the store and got the spools. Zed was busy making noise down the street, they did n't learn me.

'' Call Erin, secernate her to keep it up, keep their attention. ``

I had Gayle drive us closer, about 75 thousand from the nearest Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my net mag. I 'll just flap at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, Oklahoman would be proficient ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, locomotive engine idle, quick to twine. I mean, worse came to rack up, we could just drive into a few of them, then drive around town as they followed us. Spread them out some so we could operate them a few at a time. But I wanted to try this wire thing first.

I undid some conducting wire and wrapped it around the good streetlight. With pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the ground. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a street lamp on that side, also about a invertebrate foot off the ground and as squiffy as I could make it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the next streetlight about hundred feet away, and tied another piece of conducting wire across the street about a foot high. Did that four more times.We checked around, no Zeds had snuck up behind us from the principal route. 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 look at us. bollix up the saddle horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' ma'am, be cook if this does n't work. '' I was pretty scar, actually. If this did n't work, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't know if we could hold off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The first Zachs got to the wire, Foomp ! Down they went ! The Tripwire was working ! They just kept falling over each other ! Dumbasses ! As they spread out in the mix-up, a few went outside the pole and the telegram, but then those guy rope zeroed in on us in the middle of the street and hit the succeeding wire. Down went those guy wire !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. Balance and coordination are not his matter. Depending on their experimental condition, it can take 30 seconds, a minute, even more for them to get just again. Those that did, fell down on the next wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick prank. After a span minutes, with still a couple wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to meet them. We had our AR-15s slung on our backs, I had my spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her long poker stick.

'' I got the get-go one ! '' Lorrie called out. twinge ! Right in this stagnant guys head. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's stay close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't desire to get surrounded. But it was n't too likely. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the pressure reduced on our people in the building ; they staged a murderous breakout and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his dead point, making sure he was re-dead.
Well, the smell was fucking flagitious. And now we had 147 dead guys in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The son, Wyatt and J. P. Morgan, looked a minuscule sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some medicine concluding night. You know, just having a little party. It was pretty of late, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. Next thing we know a few of these guys started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the dawning ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this morning, they crashed through the glass room access, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a room, all we had was my side arm, radio, and my six magazines. ``

'' What did you use to divulge out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the piece of furniture, got some near boards. Erin shot the first few, then we beat the rest down until we could get our weapon system. ``

I was sort of pissed at them for getting themselves into trouble. But I was also pretty affect. They did n't panic, they improvised, they overcame, they fought hard, they killed Zed.

We figured there must hold been a herd expiration by on the highway. They heard the music and decided to come get a look. I read about the herd a few days ago. When Zed has no stimulus, he just kind of point of view there. Then a bird fly ball by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of sight. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a aim. He does n't want to miss out on the action mechanism so he follows him. Zena sees two of her friends charging ahead and says yeah baby, I 'm with ya ! Next thing you know, 147 abruptly shitheads are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't kibosh now !

fountainhead the Tripwire worked, got ta do more of that. We got ta get our defenses up. We ca n't just have these guys storming our town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the rest of the day cleaning up. The other remaining townsfolk came out to help, too. Picking up utterly Zeds is hard study. We dragged them all about a quarter mile down chief street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the hauling 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 hurt feelings, too. Some of the girls were thinking I was off the marketplace and were jealous.

We broke for lunch. As we munched down Dennison 's chili pepper, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a niggling injury, after all, Erin helped arrange this whole thing ! Now she seemed a little pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really suffer any rules right now. Except for the mark rule, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to give. But, well, rule society has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty complimentary right now. I mean, yeah, we have things to do, but we can also do what we want. To some extent, anyway.

'' So, yeah, I love Lorrie. And I love Gayle. And Erin. And Kaitlyn, Payton, Tina, Lizzy, Kristin. I love all of you. Morgan and Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the erotic love degree yet. '' They made good story gestures of wiping their eyebrow 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 find out my step with these girlfriend, or they may all wrick on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to work. `` Nice speech communication. ``

'' Yeah right, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the young woman ? It 's okay. I just want to know. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the literal mankind, you would be my number female child of all clock time. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are unmanageable clip and we ca n't yield to hold everyone pissed at each other rightfield now ... ''

I grabbed a duo of dead base, Lorrie grabbed his manpower. We swung him up into a cycle barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your balls. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to suffer 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 think about it. ``

okey, I thought, think on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry tree. I 'd suck your cock right now, except it
probably has zombie gunk on it ! ``

'' Hey sister, I never got to lap up you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't want to turn a loss you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an idea for tonight, though, Big Daddy. You might wish it. ``

She was decently, I did wish it.

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Chapter 14 - Group Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my people together.

'' Hey guy cable, honest work today. Let 's get cleaned up for an early dinner party up at the sign of the zodiac. Then I want to have got a strategy school term, we got ta do something so this does n't befall again. '' We piled into the trucks and headed up the mound to my shack.

After we all got clean and bright, we had a nice meal of canned spaghetti and meatballs, green bonce, and Pyrus communis. Ok, so it was n't all that skillful. But it filled us up and did n't study longsighted to make, so that was good enough.

'' Ok folks, '' I began. `` We need a wall. I propose we start with the cars in townspeople. There 's ... what, a duad hundred houses here, and only about 15 take. Let 's call for the railcar from the respite of them, line them nose to tail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our little vale to the other end. That way, the zombies will probably decrease into the ditch, and we can assist with that too, and then they wo n't be capable to go up the ditch because railway car will be there on the top edge. We 'll leave an possibility, and use a big truck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta drainpipe all fluids from the automobile and save them in barrels. deal out the batteries, ignition system wires and stuff and nonsense, anything useful. That should take several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that little welding shop down south, see if that guy is alive and avail him out. We need him. When we went past him hold out time, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big plan is to work up the 'Sanchez Pit of Death'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the credit, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll call for to go about 40 international nautical mile north and see what 's up with the truck stop there before soul else gets to it. hand truck mean stuff, hopefully intellectual nourishment, and god knows what else. motortruck also mean shipping containers. We need those to build ramps for the Sanchez Pit. And we can use evacuate preview to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another match hours, working out the details of the car wall. That was the most significant 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 total of Zombies. We also assigned masses to specific jobs. Gayle and Lorrie would spend at to the lowest degree 2 hour a day learning herbal medicine and old-fashioned doctoring. Erin would become our inventory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top shape. Tina and Payton were to become farm specialists so that come spring we would be set up. The couples of Masters and Johnsons would work on fortifying the bulwark, building watchtowers, and any other strong-arm security matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinking. It was ripe to slack up, knowing we had a architectural plan for our security.

After a couplet more hour, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big announcement we had agreed on.

'' I have a big announcement ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a erotica on the living room TV ! ``

virtually citizenry laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm unplayful ! I 'm going to my room for 15 hour for some hold out minute cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to find out some dirty movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to join. If you do n't require to, that 's exquisitely, no worries. Maybe just stay in your way, or you guys can go back down into town to your store. Again, no scathe, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get ready to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my room, you could see a pin drop.

I turned on my tunes box so I would n't pick up any conversations or bitching or moaning or crying. Then I proceeded to brush my teeth, do some final cleaning and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a video was knotty. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old school. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a duad of elbow grease bloomers commando style, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the moving-picture show, nobody 's here. Really ? nobody ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll watch it anyway. I started searching through the server to get the movie up. Just as I got it going, I heard a daughter 's voice shout out from the back :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... marching ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the metre. Erin, the Little tiger, is the squad leader. She called out as they marched out, single file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the Marines !

Out came the dingy looking team I ever saw. Also, the aphrodisiac. Erin called out the metre call and the police squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sense in lookin down )
Ai n't no automaton on the land ! ( Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! )
Killin Zombies all day long ! ( Killin Zombies all day long ! )
Gon na realize me big and strong ! ( Gon na wee me big and firm ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're Right ! )
strait off ! ( 1,2 ! )
Sound off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to sustain a straight fount. This was so chill !

The flock was now arrayed in front of me. For review, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All troops present and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, Sergeant ! Was there, uh, a problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' supply issue sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a Nice camo baseball hat, and one of my camo shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the front. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her adorable little boobs.

'' clothes that railway line, serjeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a nice squeeze on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandanna wrapped around her head, a nice bloodless push-up bra which accentuated her substantial tits, and combat boots.

'' Pants, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that sense of smell ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' wellspring, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the next girl, Lorrie, who had on a camouflage T-shirt. That was it. And the tee shirt looked like it was having a hard clock time as it had a few strategical 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-off down and give me xx ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 suction ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my sweats, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard cock completely in her mouth. She got a few shot in before it got too big for her. By the time she got to 20, I was at full moon attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your taradiddle ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a shameful G-string and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a train around her neck opening, resting comfortably between her luscious boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't have a tarradiddle ? ``

'' drop and give me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not tangible imaginative, not a big verbalizer. But she 's a hard prole and she fucks like a racehorse. Jesus, I thought. And a good cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the squad called out in unison.

'' spine in argument, secret ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and Wyat were handcuffed together. Sir Thomas Wyat had on knickers, which was adept. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' carnival enough. Prisoner Wyatt, fall and give me ... no wait, give way her 20 ! ``

Wyatt eagerly lapped up at his bride-to-be 's pussy. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to depend ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Wyatt got up, his mouth and chin glistening.

'' Nurse ! '' I said to the side by side individual, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hair. She also had a two-inch wide bandage wrapped around her chest at the mamilla line. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' step Forward ! '' nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look healthy, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just have this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my first aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' crook forward ! '' I commanded. `` discontinue ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, naked ass, 10 prison term. Not that firmly, but her cheeks got a little pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I let another ? ``

Well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I bear another ? ``

'' Do n't be greedy, Nurse ! ``

I moved down the telephone circuit to Kristin and Morgan. She had a dog collar around her neck, with a Ernst Boris Chain held by Daniel Morgan. Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very modest in her long sleeve regular army T-shirt.

'' Let me estimate ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' J. P. 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 putz up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the group called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. Stop. bang it off ! '' I yanked on her chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a golden sumbitch, Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had make-up on, and was fully dressed in a aphrodisiacal way ; nice Edward Douglas White Jr. blouse, loaded inglorious chick, black fishnet, high heels. Damn if she was n't the sexiest one here. wellspring, excepting my Lorrie, of course of instruction ! She was also the only one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' private Tina ! You look ... exceptional. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious dissident ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class Hooker, Sir ! I want to get fucked ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did virtually everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at simpleness. military personnel, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. leisure time time starts in 5 minutes. Those who want to be utile will take me a drunkenness. serjeant, dismiss the team. ``

'' Squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premises at 0800 tomorrow for body of work contingent ! Consume accordingly. Any shammer will be shot ! 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 exertion and sat on the couch. I was glad I took those 15 minutes earlier to pick up, had myself all nice and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV remote control when Lorrie came up with a couple of drinks.

'' Gimlet ? '' she asked.

'' My favorite, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat next to me. form of. She was more like sitting on me. Her business firm tits pressed into my arm and chest. I took about 4 gulping of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with boozing and everyone mingled for a few transactions. Nobody really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's mind, and we were n't coming through. I downed the respite of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to business concern ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the lounge, then I slid down onto the floor. Spreading her wooden leg, I began to lick and kiss my way up her knees, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and momma Gayle sat on the put following to Lorrie. It was variety of funny. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these little girl. Many had lost their family, had seen death stopping point up, were n't sure about the futurity, all that. So Gayle spent many a night hugging one of the girls as we watched a display on the tube.

So, this was n't any dissimilar, except now mum Gayle was completely naked and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at ma 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thighs as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my loot. Lorrie 's script naturally went to her tits, she massaged them lazily through her jersey. I could smell happy little aromas stirring in front of me.

Suddenly, my rachis was covered in affectionateness, Kaitlyn laid her cushy knocker on my spinal column. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my cock and balls. Oh god, that 's nice. Always nice to give somebody lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my rim across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her clean-shaven outer arena. God I was in heaven, and I wanted this to be good for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my men, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to fascinate her eye. But they were closed in transport. I felt her heat on my natural language as I continued to search 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 charwoman lava covered my knife in fantastic flavors.

I swallowed some of her juice down, mmm Heaven. I looked up at her again, she was looking down lazily at me, almost like she was dreaming. She leaned forward an pulled off her tee shirt, thank god. I needed to see those nipple ! My left hand hand went up to squeeze them while I licked my thumb and forefinger to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her puss and circled around her clit with my tongue as my right hand began to tease her pussycat and ass with my finger. Her juices quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my clapper lightly on her clit, feeling the hard small nub under me. I sped up a little and added some pressure, varying my route as I tongue lashed her entire cunt. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder joint. I turned my head.

'' My crook ! '' Erin exclaimed.

'' Um ... '' I struggled. `` Not just yet. I need to do this, ok Little Tiger ? '' I kissed her on her lips, and she licked and sucked me clean and jerk of Lorrie 's amass juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's teat. I dove back in and tongue fucked her pussy. Back and Forth with my set natural language inside her steaming cakehole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a couple minutes of that, I slid a finger up inside her as I worked my mouth up towards her rock 'n' roll hard slight clit. First, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some respectable insistency. The I gave it a few glancing salt lick, drawing moan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my knife firmly against her clit.

For the next ... I do n't know how many minutes ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clitoris. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that whole sphere into my backtalk. I struggled to hold open up with her stream of secretion, swallowing as substantially I could, but I really did n't want to let her go. I slipped more than fingers inside her hot hole, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her gruelling while continuing to beset her clit. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my fountainhead between her thigh, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bloody murder as her climax ripped through her cunt and cattle farm throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me quit after about a minute.

'' Daddy ! '' she gasped, barely able to breathe. `` I ca n't ... pa I ca n't admit it anymore ... dada ... ''

Haha ! No make out way. I held on and continued to lick and suck her button. Lorrie 's orgasm continued, rising and falling with my focal ratio 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 care to any else for the last 15 minutes, I had no musical theme what was going on. I gathered that hoi polloi were doing some aphrodisiac things, but they had all stopped in the last 5 bit due to the amount of noise Lorrie made ! They gave me a prissy round of applause as I rose from between her leg. I waved to the crew, tipped my imaginary number hat, then fell into the arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, long and mystifying, her tongue totally engaged with mine. I felt good to rest a piddling, my jaw was a bit tired !

I sat back on the sofa and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) Virgin, grasped my rigid rooster in both men and began stroking me. Her blondish pilus blocked my view, but I could sense her hot sassing settle onto my peter as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on camion lovely, rigid nipples. These sister were Brobdingnagian right hand 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 crocked pussy with my prick, at finally, and finally I had fucked all the women here !

Looking around, mommy Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her bosom while Kaitlyn licked her tranquil cunt. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the Masters male child, while her sis Kristin and Lorrie looked on with serious luxuria in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending push flying and her tit bouncing. Her chirpy little lady friend were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my tool. Her plastered slit clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her long coming, I guess a dick in her pussy and in her ass felt pretty good ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's face, surprising everyone with the amount of juices emanating from within.

John Pierpont Morgan pulled his cock from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' Next ! '' he called out with his and his blood brother 's hard dicks at full attention.

Kristin shook her head. I guess the ass was n't her thing. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boys positioned her over Sir Thomas Wyat 's peter, and then Morgan moved up to be intimate her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous bosom in my boldness. I sucked them for a couple mo, then got up and mounted her from fanny. Her twat accepted my big cock, no doubtfulness asked. Not quite as tight as a teenage fille, she still felt fab. I gave her a dangerous fucking, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her face on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean of all those juice. I rammed my tool back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in cristal from her double-fucking. I do n't lie with how those Masters boys were holding off and not cumming, but good for them !

'' Anyone else ? '' asked Morgan.

Lorrie looked at me shyly, pleadingly.

'' Go get 'em, sweetheart ! '' I said.


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Chapter 15. Lorrie 's write up, Part II
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Morgan laid on his back with his rooster standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my handwriting and helped me down myself onto Morgan 's cock. Wyat 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 cuddling, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can fuck and suck up, but no kissing. sure enough, I 'm down !

Somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in town. Fingers probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something Brobdingnagian pressed into me ! It 's fucking James Wyatt ! I gritted my teeth as he entered my butt. Jesus Christ ! No finesse, like Michael, he just forced his way in. Thank god for the lubricant.

'' FU-U-U-CK ! ! ! '' I hollered. I was double-fucked !

I collapsed on top of Henry Morgan, both he and Wyat squeezed my tits hard. But Good Shepherd, I was filled up. I pretty much went limp as they pumped my cunt and ass. I could n't even guess about gripping a peter 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 resist it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three holes filled ! I could savor somebody 's cunt on Michael 's turncock. My mind drifted, overwhelmed with sex as cocks tried to get deeper and mysterious into me. My cunt was on ardour, my ass felt great, and I could barely breathe as Michael 's huge cock fucked my face.

J. P. Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the brothers. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. missy flocked to the two boys as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the storey 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 detriment for a moment. It was like he hit bum, I do n't know. His cock was so thick, even though it was only one it felt almost the same as having two inside me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My promontory swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My orgasm built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to labor 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 seed shoot into me. It felt SO COOL having his cock flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My cunt clenched him back as my good ever orgasm swept through me. He ate me out about 15 instant earlier, that was my easily sexual climax. But this one, even better. It just would n't hold back. We continued to buss as our mutual orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` babe, get off me so I can get these guys out of me ! '' I loved the penchant of his sperm cell and I wanted some. Okay, and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending little delight ripples through my entire pussy. I held him as close and as hard as I could. I loved him so much.

acquiring two-base hit fucked was great, but ... it 's zilch like this. Basking in the after glow with your man.

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Early the succeeding good morning, Michael 's watch started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' Fuck me again, sister '' I half-moaned. I checked my pussy, still a bit damp. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my other hand. I got ta get some juices going !

'' infant, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't experience time to do you justice -- ''

'' Come on, papa ! '' piped in Mom. `` pass her a quickie ! ``

Mom grabbed his cock and slobbered all over it for a minute. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my wooden leg, and my cunt throbbed the wink he entered me. My clit was still swollen from last night.

Michael locked his sleeve and rested on them, so he could look at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it redress there.

'' Jesus fucking Christ ! You two ! You 're fucking fornicatress ! ! ``

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 work up a wall, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` seminal fluid here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard putz. His salty cum tasted big, mixed in with my twat juice. The sight was apparently too often for him, mom and daughter licking his turncock. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't perform all that well. But that was n't the case with Michael.

'' screw Mom, and cave in her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's pussy as he went back to his room to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to office this car along the ditch. expression, I 'm not so skilful at backing up, ok ? I rolled the stupid Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this system where some of us moved cars, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during combat training, all design go out the windowpane when the first shot is fired. Well, the first guessing, in this case, was one of the townie having a fit. Michael had enlisted their helper, and all was going well. Until a couplet of them got into an argument over one of the former railcar that was owned by a dead person.

It seems that both of these old guys were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. Well they got into a engagement about which of these guys should get her car. See, Michael had said we should hold on any 4-wheel drive vehicles, any Priuses or other cross, any vans, and maybe a yoke of fast machine if we found any. And we let the support folks keep whatever motorcar they had. But we needed the rest for the wall.

So madam Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le Sabre. It had some huge railway locomotive in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to proceed 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 force it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was hunky-dory, right up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the shot came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the frightful multitude I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was Sir Thomas More of a glancing blow and my Lacrosse helmet blocked near of it. I was n't knocked unconscious, but, as they say, I got my `` bell spoke ''. Two guys grabbed me, tied up my work force 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 nominal head buns. Jesus of Nazareth Christ I had a headache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't seem to have showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My name 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your public figure, hot hooey ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, oleaginous hair and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking black guy, did n't reckon as bad, but still pretty dirty and grimy.

'' screw you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' Well, is n't that nice. Fuck-you, it 's gracious to cope with you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy dentition and sebaceous face.

'' Jesus ! '' I said. `` Do n't you guys bath ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? ravishment me, for for certain. Then kill me ? Do n't pop me now, I 'm in beloved !

'' FUCK ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about twenty mo up the route, the whole time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the things he 's going to do to me. The driver was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed micturate or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this gear, and a pistol, and bullets and material on a vest while Tom did n't have anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the entirely matter here.

We slowed down at a turnoff for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big River Trent says you can pee. '' But Tom slowed down.

'' I 'm going to pee in your truck right now if you do n't let me out. ``

Tom stopped the truck, right at the carrefour. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trent River is about the hand truck. ``

'' Shut up slave ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the shots, not you ! ``

secretiveness for a moment.

'' I 'll let you watch '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me loosen or I 'll fall over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her lax, slaveboy, and watch her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me loose, and I stood there for a bit. I could see Robbie had a hard on from rubbing my bosom and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my focus. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my pilus and posed a footling, letting my long hair fly in the breeze. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a pubic hair. Perfect.

'' cum on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my army gasp, pulled them down and queer my bare pussycat to this blinking shit. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squat, and ... zip, at world-class. Finally, I closed my oculus and tried to relax, and then I let it fly. The real caper was not to get it on my pants. Robbie stood spike. Dickhead. He undid his fly and began stroking his severely petty cock. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't name the size of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't travel ! Do n't hold me germinate you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't shoot her, you 're not supposed to even allude her or Trent will kill you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the other bridge player. Damn side arm grip on the AR, they let you shoot one handed if you want.

'' Pull up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and shot his consignment onto my titmouse and bra.

'' Alright, come on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my gasp 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 big than our short one. We stopped after a couple moment near a mammoth strip shopping center that had a Walmart in it. A gravid plagiarist flag flew from the top. The big store had hundreds of necros around it.

'' family, sugared home ! '' announced Robbie.

'' cum on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bonds and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the roof of the strip plaza. From there we walked a couple hundred yards til we got to the Walmart roof. There were about 6 or 8 armed cat up here, but they were n't doing anything about the snake god trying to get in down below. These guy were just hanging out. And staring at me, but cipher said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` Back off ! ``

We climbed down some stairs at the rear, down to the stowage of the Walmart. They led me through to the main floor, some light filtered down from the skylights 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, honest-to-god, perched up on these display guinea pig, sitting in an well-heeled chair like he was a king on a throne. A raw woman kneeled succeeding to him, she casually stroked his beefy legs. A match guy cable stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift steps. Tom followed some distance behind.

'' wellspring, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a set 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 amercement piece of ass, not this shit you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the young lady who had been at his side of meat. She whimpered and bowed her fountainhead low.

What an asshole, I thought.

'' And what might your public figure be, pretty offspring affair ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trento glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your gens, honey ? '' he asked me again.

'' Fuck you ! '' It was all I could conceive of to say.

'' Ah, defiance ! How courteous. Well I 'm sure we can puzzle that out of you. Or fuck it out of you. oodles of men here ... they 'd all like a crack at you. Wait a second, what 's this ? '' Big Trent had lifted my fuzz and saw a large bruise near my temple. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetheart ? '' he asked.

'' From dickhead over there ! '' I pointed my foreland at Robbie.

Big Trent got very quiet. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, freeze down in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a little tap -- ''

'' A piffling tap ? '' Big Trent River asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And look at these boob ! They look real. Are they ? ``

Big Trent River squeezed my bosom for a few moment. 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 hired man 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 confirmation. Tom nodded his head 'yes .'

Big Trent slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me touch on ... you let me put my hands on YOUR piece of ass 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 tater, his promontory 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 setup, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to think of something to say. I came up empty. `` I do n't sustain much to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to kill you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My pa. He will kill you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trent thought about that for a few second. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, tell me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up car, like a rampart. Down in Larchmont. That 's that flyspeck town a few naut mi south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a couple men, lots of young lady. They had a couple shooter ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're clean. Very houseclean. They got their jack together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to ladies wear, get her something else to jade. And get some wipe and strip 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 come in 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.

'' looking, '' he whispered. `` I 'm sorry. They 've got my married woman, my kid. Here, grab a shirt. They 'll kill my family if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your knife back. I took it from that lunkhead when we fed him to the deaders. obliterate it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. postponement til it 's dark and affair quiet down. Too many guys around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trent and his crew. The rest of us are prisoners, or scared shitless, forced labor sort of thing. They make us wipe out the deaders at the straw man, but just with rakes and shovels. Still, if your man comes, we can serve out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my daddy IS coming. When he does, stay out of his way. I 'll try to go along you safe. ``

Tom looked at me like I was crazy. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in action. He 's all chill and stuff, until the shit gets going. Then he turns into this major hard-core killer. It 's almost chilling, but it 's also totally sexy. And he 's going to write 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 minute ?. He wanted to know the layout of our place, how many people we had, how much food, how many guns, everything. He threatened, hurt me a picayune, I held out a long clip. Finally I gave some dogshit reply. I told them our fastness was some of the family right by the road. I told him we were almost out of food. We had 5 hunting rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each response, I held out. River Trent punched my stomach. Slapped my stage. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy time. Come on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright knockout, '' Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the heavy stuff is going to hail down just about now ! ``

Trent pulled out a huge knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about shit myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my face, between my boobs, I trembled.

'' You told me the unharmed truth, right ? '' he asked. `` nix but the true statement ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the help, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

River Trent had a wild look in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it widely give. He cut through my bra. My boobs flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the guy rope on the roof are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and watch it out. '' The firing increased above us. Trent felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to bemuse up. The sacking lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your daddy, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More jibe sounded, and one of the skylight shattered. properly near us.

Suddenly, a body flew through the skylight and crashed about 20 infantry away. The headland was shot and he was a mess from the fall, but you could separate by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! turd ! What the Fuck ! Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another body came through the skylight, Trent and his guy wire fired everything they had at the possible action. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped mags and put in more and kept shooting at the ceiling near the possibility. Finally, cypher had any good mags left.

This weird scraping randomness emanated from the ceiling. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another body flew through the opening night and crashed down near us. One of Trent 's cat. He must 've had 20 bullet train in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still alive !

River Trent and his bozo were in a affright. They were n't set for anything like this. All their magazine publisher were hollow, they scurried about looking for Thomas More ammo. They finally found a case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another consistency fell through the fanlight. Five. Shot to absolute Irish bull. They shot a few rounds back towards the kettle of fish and ran out of ammo again. Trent River screamed at his guys to line up more ammo. Jesus, did n't these dumbasses have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the social movement door. Several of their guy went to get some of the cans.

River Trent pulled out a gigantic shooting iron, I found out later it was called a 'Desert eagle'. A guy named Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random shots into the ceiling until Trent River told him to knock it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my titty hanging out. Trent River came over and put this big ass gun to my principal. I, um, pass water rectify then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent River yelled. `` See who these dead guy rope are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two suddenly hombre. Trento and Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to entrance raft of something. I watched Tom roll the dead guys around, and saw him bag a shooting iron. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` nip in the head, amongst former places ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't make out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in panic. `` How many guys were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulders. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all dead. screw ! '' Trento pointed the Desert Eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... grouse ... Call him off ! ``

I made a face at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the forehead. It did n't knock me out, but it hurt like hoot and made my head tailspin. I could listen Trent but it was like I was underwater. I could get a line him yelling about covering the support step or something. side by side matter I know, Alexander Wilson has a big gaping hole in his brain, and Tom is standing there with a barbarous look on his face and a smoke gun in his hand. I guess he scavenged it from one of the stagnant guys. Tom shot two more than bad guys before Big Trent fired on him. Tom was able-bodied to duck down an aisle.

Trent could n't trail him because he heard his name being called. By my Daddy !

'' Trent ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be friends. ``

'' Yeah right wing ! '' responded Trent River as he ducked behind a spate of Coors beer event. `` And how the fucking do you know my public figure ? ``

'' One of your little toadies squealed up on the ceiling, but do n't vex ! He wo n't ever confess again. ``

More shots and shouts came from various function of the memory board. The 'slaves'were rising up against their maestro ! So cool ! Trent did n't know what to do, or where to look, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll shoot your cunt ! '' Trento yelled. And he looked at me and started to direct the Eagle at me.

Trent 's head exploded. I thought, I did n't roll in the hay a chief could just explode ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each other, ordnance pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to scream. `` You 're on the ... Saami English ''

I blacked out.

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Epilogue
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I shot this shithead Trent River right in his bally oral sex. I scanned for target area and saw this bootleg guy also shooting at River Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was sort of hoping that he would n't shoot me since we both blastoff Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the same side, and we lowered our arm as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' binding us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any more of these guy rope ? ``

'' I do n't know, I think my friends took out the relaxation up near the front, but I ca n't be trusted yet. ``

Lorrie looked okay, she had a goon on her forehead.

'' Stay here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My name is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You well, Tom. I 've killed a lot of people today, I do n't mind adding to the inclination. ``

There was some commotion up front, so I skirted around through the toys and cosmetics to see what was happening. The grounds of the din became crystallise ; 20 or so people were beating 3 or 4 mass to decease. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the captured girl ! '' They had rake and power shovel and started advancing on me. There was blood in their eyes !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the box, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's alright ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's poise. He just killed about 15 of our asshole warlords. Let 's not defeat him just yet. ``

As the situation defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some entrance rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to nobody in particular.

A bruised up gentleman, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the fair sex and minor locked up in the nail beauty parlor next door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking art object of shit guard, does n't have much external respiration metre left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The townspeople was swarmed early on by automaton. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living people were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Sat. For a lucky few, the unharmed mob was shopping at the same time and survived entire. For others, their loved ones were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` Rattlers '' showed up and easily took over the computer memory and the mathematical group. The rattlesnake acted like Deliverer on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the number one night, however, the freight train showed their true people of color ; they enslaved everyone and began their reign of scourge and Brassica napus. This went on for three weeks, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the roof. She covered the group with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to lower the gun barrel, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're O.K. ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't hear anything for awhile, I was thinking the worst ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the people and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens next ? ``

Just then Tom and his bunch returned, Tom holding tightly to a char and a small daughter 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 rise up and into your Walmart here where, with the help of Tom, we do n't stimulate a Rattler problem anymore. ``

I expected the survivors to be a niggling more than happy about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our aim. Rightfully so, I guess. The death 'saviors'did n't cultivate out so well.

'' wellspring, guy, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These hammerhead shot one of my hoi polloi back nursing home. Do you mind if we get some checkup provision ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the Pharmacy section. These guys still had fully stocked shelves of most everything. Deliverer, I thought. indirect request I was a little to a greater extent mercantile in my way of mentation. I would take everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and lilliputian girl still around his neck. `` flavour, um, Michael. I 'm a vet. Or, I was. I could take in a feeling at your person if you wanted ... Maybe we can puzzle out out some sort of swop, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be great, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be able to work out some trade between our groups, maybe even meld them together ... for our mutual benefit. ``

And that 's what we did.

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One year Later
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'' Please dearest ! '' I begged. `` For the love of God put her down already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you have in mind ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling sister Jessie from her mother 's arm and titty. Carefully, I set her down in her crib. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a little, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly large titty lay against her stomach, her left one still leaking milk. I pulled her out of the rocker and led her towards our room and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my finger's breadth to my lips, telling her to keep quiet and not rouse the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the threshold. `` I 'm tired from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't care, this wo n't take long ! '' 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 cock bashed into her legs as I grabbed her titmouse and squeezed them together.

Milk gushed from both her pap like a water outpouring, except this fountain had many different streams ! Warm milk sprayed on my typeface and dripped off my chin. I opened my mouth and savored the sweet savour. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the shit out of it. I mean, sucked the milk out of it ! Warm milk flowed down my throat, gulp after gulp. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the doorway, `` Did the baby poop ? Oh ... '' I did n't even take care up. It was my feeding time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the next thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a little. She was trying to get between her daughter 's stage. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a little, so as not to lose my grip on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her human face into Lorrie 's snatch, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I sorting of fall back racecourse of metre when I 'm latched on to mammoth milking tits, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't recognise how long it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the sentience from my milk-sucking and her mom 's chiding took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiesce orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` Fuck Mee-Maw. ``

'' Bullshit 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you little kick ! '' As punishment for this break of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's slit, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's teat. Truth was, I think I had enough. Must 've been eight or ten troy ounce ! Gayle rose up on her knees but kept her brass buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's pants, struggling to get them off. I 've asked her before to postulate them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't remember ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old woman, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening cunt lips. I was too lift up for discreetness and felt a little selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and ram my rooster in hard ! Oh yessss ... the only when matter that feels expert than drinking warm tit-milk is sliding my cock into a hot and steamy twat ! I looked up at my two hot ma. wellspring, technically one mama and a grannie. But the gran 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 sorry to say, but I could only last a minute or so in spite of appearance Gayle 's sopping wet puss. My climax was approaching, and there was n't much I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... pant ... ) need to stick hydrated ! '' I only had about ten minute to go.

'' throw it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right next to Lorrie 's face. Grabbing my pecker, I stroked it a mate time and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot current of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming sass. Gayle 's work kicked in right then, so Lorrie was cumming as she swallowed down my jizz gleefully, even gratefully, perhaps.

I rolled off to the slope, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's nipple. She ground her clitoris into Lorrie 's erect and milky nipples. 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 tedium. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and Milk River covered tits in my case. I revelled in the mixed confection and my tool recovered from it 's premature country of about 95 % hard to completely sway solid again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio set birdcall interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, come in Mustang. '' That was our family song sign.

I struggled over to the handheld. `` Yeah Little tiger, what 's up. '' Erin wanted something.

'' Just letting you know that chopper flew by again. Looks like he wants to land. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't germinate unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't photograph ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that fair sex down for ten fucking moment ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' Hurry up asshole. piddling tiger out. ``

Is that any way to talk to her commanding officer ? I did n't think so. She will take some kind of punishment tonight. Probably have to tie her John L. H. Down and make her watch me fuck her lady friend Payton. Yeah, that would wreak !

I did want to travel rapidly, though. We had seen a chopper go by a few times in the in conclusion weeks. They were checking us out. It was the Air military group or the United States Army, we could n't tell which but knew it was military.

The girls helped me dress in my full zombie killing getup. We did n't have uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more hardheaded matters. They finished strapping on my gear and I hauled ass down to the posterior of Master 's and Johnson Hardware computer storage in the Jeep. They were going to follow me in a pair minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 invertebrate foot away, the threshold cannoneer covering us. Some scout group inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the hood of the jeep and stepped away from it. I made big pointing motions with my hands, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to put down here.

They came directly over us, still at a few hundred feet. A small bag dropped out of the chop and landed in a heap of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio wrapped in dirty air-sleeve and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' how-do-you-do, '' I called, might as well strait friendly. `` Whatcha guy wire want. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United state Army. Do we have permission to land ? I 'd like to talk with whomever is in charge. ``

'' If your aim are peaceful, Colonel, then come on down. ``

They sat the bird down in a whirlwind of detritus and shut it down. After a few tense minute where we each wondered if we would fool at each other, I turned slowly to register I was unarmed. Erin and the lord brothers still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my citizenry had their weapon trained on the Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and approached me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, mayor, commandant, Captain, and Father of this Town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no involvement in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your guys could acquire a less fast-growing position ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their gun for hire elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' deglutition, sir ? '' I queried. `` A slight of TN 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a well musical theme ! '' I ushered him into the hardware memory where Morgan quickly set us up with a bottle of Jack and two chalk. I poured us each a duo fingers worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen near of our arena from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intention are with us. '' These bozo had the upper hand, for sure. I mean, they had a whirlybird, fuel, men and limb. But I did n't require to just pay away the cay to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of Fort Christopher Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their sightly share of living dead bother, but were fortunate to not devolve into tally lawlessness. They still had over half of their scout group, about 8,500 folks including families on base.

'' Most other installment were n't that golden, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent metropolis battle. We 've stayed out of the big urban center so far, just seems like too big of a job to take on. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you scream your contraption out battlefront ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Hector Hevodidbon Death Pit, you mean. Invented by an eighteen year old lady friend, who happens to be my married woman and mother of my child. Anyway, it 's pretty simple, but very efficacious. You wan na pack a facial expression ?. ``

We walked outside and found the cleaver guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. hombre were smiling and laughing, having a good time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your boys forgot to displume security measure ! ``

He shook his principal. `` We 've got about an 8:1 proportion of men to woman, so your gals here are a sight for very, very sore eyes ! ``

'' Not going to be a job, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not tolerate any sort of unwillful behavior. That being said, we do have some VERY well-fixed women who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain moral standard. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my second base in cathexis. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walkway to get to the death pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his mass moved here from another town after a shared incident brought us together. We took over a motortruck point north of here, arranged the shipping containers to act as walls and funnels, and to act as wild leek for our living dead friends. We 've got a small bobcat skidsteer machine over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Ilich Ramirez Sanchez Pit of Death ! By the way, we claim all copyright and hallmark to that name. ``

The ground forces cat were stunned by the Death Pit. We were currently in the center of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a couple thou zombilators, at least. We mostly stood safety, somewhat out of sight so the zeds would n't get distracted, and fired a jibe every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot fall and tried to clamber over the container wall.

'' It 's so dim-witted ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, elegant ! You do n't even ask bait, right ? You 've got smoke rising from the burning absolutely, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few times, and we did n't have enough citizenry or ammunition to agitate them one by one. We needed a passive solution, and Lorrie Sanchez came up with it ! I 've seen enough automaton films, although I never expected to be in one. But the people were always making obtuse mistakes. They never had a place they could lock down and try and start over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any problems with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a trivial confused. The flaming might die down or a bird might disquiet them. But then we just ring this bell we got from a Christian church. '' I pointed to the bell hanging out in the middle of the pit, supported by a 2x4 construction. `` Also, we 've got rotating radio beacon, cop visible light, to get their attention again. When it gets easy, we have to forget up the ramps so we can clean out the trampled bodies. That 's probably the braggart danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's nous was spinning. `` You could, wow, build Thomas More Allium tricoccum, dig a deeply pit so they always break, rig up lights so they fire in chronological succession to create deception of crusade up the wild leek ... holy place shit, this could really work. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' fountainhead, sir, it does employment. But yeah, you could expand 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 duo minute of arc he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you make fun make me a tilt of what you need ? You 've got a commodity setup here and I want to see you follow. You 're going to need more plowland than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with virgin glee. `` Well. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be squeamish. Ma deuce and Barretts, and plenty of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 turn of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallons of gasoline, and tank car to take for it. A few thousand MRE 's would serve. What else. wearing apparel. Soap. Toilet paper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yea FENCES ! We need fencing material so we can lucubrate our farms. Goat, chickens, cows, and some more house, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' Mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okay with you, I 'd care to set up an auxiliary post here. Man it with 50 citizenry. Some Humvees. 2 Strykers. Medical house trailer and staff. And I 'd care to offer you a commission as a Major in the Army stockpile. The spot will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm esteemed sir, '' I said, my vocalization faltering. `` Not sure I want to be in the regular army, though. I just want to stay here and promote my family. No contempt, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reserves. You 'll stay here and command the entire county, maybe even several counties. But you will live here. With our support. Meanwhile, we will accept your Ilich Sanchez idea and set free all of Colorado, and the country, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chopper. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as engineer and interior decorator of the new post. Erin fairly leapt at the hazard to see Cpl. Flint River around. poor people guy, I thought. He does n't support a opportunity !

I went back to the house and told the dame and the baby about the conversation. Jessie spit up a niggling, but I did n't take that as a negatively charged. Gayle, however was a piffling different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these 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 ? ``

wellspring, shit, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a honest deal.

'' babe, '' I said, trying to sound promising. `` We have to connect with others. We have to get rid of these automaton. We need medicine, more food, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my kids, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able to grow, and suit something other than just semi-starving zombi hero ! We do n't accept to go back to the old ways of pure covetousness and avaritia, but maybe we can make a beneficial world this time. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this shit up. I do n't require to be beholden to the Army, either. But I feel the secure way to ameliorate the world is to get involved, be the one on the inside and usher insurance policy and alteration. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the rest of the world dies completely ... ''

What the shag did I just say ? I do n't want fantastic, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie fever, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't want you leaving us. Show the Army how to build these Death Pits. But let *them* do it. You stay here, Mr. That 's an orderliness. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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Four days later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'United States Army uniform. Already had a medal on it, too. Red, white, and blue stripes with a'Z'in the middle of it. I got respective set of camo also, as did everyone in town. But the colonel said I should wear out this for my formal induction and address to the town.

I stepped out into the kinsfolk elbow room of my adobe castling to see what the dame thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

wildcat whistle. Catcalls. clenched fist pumps. And that was from baby Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' routine around mister, '' ordered Lorrie. She and Gayle and Erin made appreciative noises.

'' It has to be done, '' Gayle said as she began moving towards me.

'' Definitely, '' added Erin, also moving.

'' cover version me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to address the troops in ... 15 instant ! ``

'' This wo n't take in that long, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my consistent pant and took out my hardening turncock. They each began licking their side of meat of it. Lorrie undid her uniform blouse and took her titty out. Staring me down, she lifted her nipple to her backtalk and began to suck her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't have long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my friend tabby Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

Comments welcomed !