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

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

'' Oooooh ... yes ... yes ... '' she cried out, along with the periodic `` Michael '', which was good because that was my epithet. Once, my ex-wife called out `` 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 vogue. After my divorce, I played it pretty fast and sluttish with the noblewoman. Nothing too deep, nothing too serious, just kept it light. If the lady was in to me, then, great ! If she was n't, no headache, there 's more.

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

I squeezed one tit hard as my other arm supported me. Her subdued human body felt wonderful in my hand. Just beautifully squishy and yet firm, with very responsive nipples. I pushed it up to her face and sucked her tit right next to her face. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own nipple, to which she accepted and gently drew into her back talk. I kissed her and she released her mammilla ; we both licked it vigorously as my engorged tool continued to love her tight pussy.

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

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

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

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

'' okay child, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my cock a couple times and her cunt responded with death-grip clinch as she came. I wanted to cum on her mammilla and face. I wanted to coat her full body with my sperm cell. I wanted her to know that she was very special to me. I could barely contain my cum.

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

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

I stroked a couple time and felt the howling notion as hot cum began flying out of my cock.

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her bosom and went to block her face with her paw. My cum splashed onto her teat and a couple watercourse hit her blocking hands wide force out. Dammit, would 've gone right in her mouth, too. She turned her headland as far to the side as it would go. Still, a few stray drops and splashes got through and hit her brass and neck.

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

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

Jesus, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The faucet ran for various minutes as she cleaned up. inferno, I 'm storm she did n't take a bathing tub or a shower. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her fuzz, apparently so none of my cruddy stuff and nonsense would come up in contact with her golden ignition lock. Hey, she did have gorgeous hair, but still, man.

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

'' You know, '' I began. `` I licked your twat for at least a one-half an hour tonight. ``

'' Thank you. ``

'' Well, I enjoyed it. So ... then ... it 's O.K. for me to do that to you, but my sperm cell is unsufferable ? ``

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

Yeah, I remember. I also commend your tune-up blow job was feeble at best, and lasted almost a minute and a half. I was just so excited to have you in my bed that I did n't bear in mind it at the time.

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

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

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

People should just have signs around their neck opening. `` I suck at cock sucking. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lap twat. '' It would save us all a lot of trouble in the longsighted run.

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

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

Right. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

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

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

It 's a cooperative speculation between myself and three of my high schoolhouse pal. One of them, Saint David, had this country above a modest town. We decided it would nominate a cool getaway. So we built a small cabin and took turns using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain amount of money each calendar month for improvements and such. After 15 age, it 's reasonably fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the place looks like a Nice southwestern adobe house. It 's rather delusory, though, as the walls are 3 metrical unit of sword, brick, soil, and adobe brick. The windows are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are great for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's variety of a castle.

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

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

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` information military officer '' of our radical. signification, I built us a network with satellite access to the 'net. I had redundant host and supererogatory parts to last for years and years. Part of my job was to download stuff, information. So I downloaded Youtube videos of how to ca-ca diesel fuel, tutorials on land, clause on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, goat milking, books on making whisky, plus I ripped thousands of moving picture and stored them, too. We had a pretty good encyclopedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And porn. I downloaded lot of porn. Videos and news report. guy wire got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all doom and gloom.

So I went up the Sabbatum after Claire. I got the solar panels out and set them up. Got out the windmills, checked the batteries, checked the fuel levels, checked our water storage tank ... basically made the stead livable.

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

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

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

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

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

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

So I assured him I would insure it out. Reluctantly, I put the nearly dead fish back in the Creek, packed up my gear wheel and strolled back to the cabin. I flipped on the browser to our preferred prepper site.

There was ONE chronicle about a guy eating another guy. I mean, Dahmer did more than that. Then there was some guy in Everglade State a couple years ago doing that. That 's not exactly a zombi Apocalypse. I called David back.

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A doctor. He said he saw a guy at the hospital ascending up after a heart attack. He bit like three nursemaid and orderlies. The media passed it off as a madden madcap. ``

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

'' Yeah, '' said Jacques Louis David. `` The 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 speed the fuck up. ``

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. automaton. If that 's true, I 'll demand More of my triggerman. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my involve AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my wife, now ex. ( We decided to deliver standardized guns for parts etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's fine, but I want my 1911, my other AR with the visualise orbit, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other pistols, and more ammo, and some early crap. And, night as well get as a great deal solid food as I can while the store 's are still open.

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

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

On the way, a report came on the radio set of a different crazed man on a rampage who attacked three the great unwashed at a mortuary in Denver. I pushed the landrover 's gas pedal a little more.

After a grueling trip home, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to hold open going. I packed up clothes, pictures, trinket, tv camera, anything of value. I have a decent-sized off-road public utility trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that clobber. My jeep I filled with my gun for hire, ammo, other artillery, my Au and silver rounds, all my tools, and arse of gas. Grabbed my local stash of Cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour Super Walmart.

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

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's give notice yield. Filled up an entire shopping go-cart of peaches and pears and pineapples. Took that out to the trailer and dumped it. Went back and bought another cart of canned vegetables. Then I went for the give the axe core like stew, tuna, chicken, spam, chili. acquire two pushcart for all that.

More trips for soups, vegetables, and then the box of Solanum tuberosum bag and pasta dish. More trips for cooking oil, spices, and more stuff I do n't even no what. At some point in time, one of the worker started helping me so thing went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

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

I thought about it for a moment, then spoke straight up. `` power be the zombies, Stan. You should get quick. Get some food for thought and shit. '' I tipped him a couple of 100. He was really helpful.

As I was checking out the concluding go-cart, a frantic call came over the loudspeaker.

'' Code blue to peeress wear ! computer code Blue Ladies Wear ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the helper dude, Stan.

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

I paid the clerk. We heard screech coming from close by. Coming from the ladies clothing incision. Two adult female staggered out from the racks, big injury on their arms. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The deliverance
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I got the underworld out of stratagem, err, Phoenix. When the dogshit hits the fan, you want to be first out or you 'll be stuck in dealings jams forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Sun morning so the roadstead were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily loaded Jeep up the 5,500 foot climb on I-17 to Flagstaff.

Talked to my chum on the cell, they were all making their way to the cabin with their wife. Claire called, she sounded panicky. She apologized, and could I delight deal her to the cabin ? I told her to go to the Walmart I was just at and buy a gun and some ammo. She told me to fuck off. I told her to suck up a dick until it cums.

Called my parents. They did n't believe me about anything. Dad did watch that the threshold was locked. sigh. I 'd set them up with as a great deal material as I could, but you can only do so much for multitude. They did n't want to come over from Vegas. They do have a shotgun, water barrelful, MREs ... should last them a couple months.

Went up to Flagstaff and turned east on 40, could see some fire burning in the little metropolis. Went 50 some-odd miles outside of town, then found a English road to obliterate and take a rest.

Many hours later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had lots of upheaval, though. Ran over 10-12 zombies. Shot a few more. Saved a few liveliness, for the meter being, at least. lesson for the future, firing your gun INSIDE a car is hazardous to your auditory modality ! The movies do n't prepare you for how loud that can be !

The little town just below our compound in the hills seems to be okay. The news program is reporting instances of terrorist act on a big scale. No quotation of zombies, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and balanced coverage. Do n't want hoi polloi to make out what 's really happening. The websites are going crazy though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

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

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

Two more solar day went by before the inaugural zombie spirit showed up in town. At least, that 's what I figured. I could pick up the gunfire, and could see gondola speeding about the lieu. Mayhem. I considered going down to help, but, what can one man do ? There were C of them. Plus, I did n't really love the layout well, would probably just get myself killed. Ah, who am I kidding. I was just being a pussy.

I re-considered on the tertiary day.

Now, my jeep Wrangler already proved to be a pretty in effect zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tyre, M/T 's with serious knobby stride. It 's the 4-door model outfitted with additional gas armored combat vehicle, 5.13 gears, offroad light source 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 Friend. But for real survival, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 multiplication stronger than the landrover, has mellow ground clearance, has four threshold and a motor home box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type vehicle, then they became available to the populace. This one was originally a program line and communications truck. We rigged it up as an hand brake truck with a ravel, aesculapian train, flak asphyxiator, gun single-foot, everything we could suppose of.

I put on my camo gear. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear. It has knockout plastic art object that cover the chest and back, forearms, elbows, upper weapon. I figured it would be harder to get bitten that way. Put on my chest rig which held my 1911 and 6 clip for that. It also held 8 mags for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed boots, sputter guard, knee pad of paper, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar baseball glove that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a confused army man, nothing really matched but what the hell. I do n't involve to be camouflaged from Zed, just ask to be hard to eat. Grabbed my shotgun, AR, and a suppressed .22 quality rifle.

Got in the Mog and drove to town.

Much of the town was quiet, I turned down onto the deserted primary street and kept a look out. In my mirrors I could see a strange web site ; zombi spirit exiting stores and turning to come my truck. Was everybody dead ?

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

It was quiet. Too tranquilize for the Zombie Apocalypse.

A Zed rounded the corner and shuffled towards me. I mean, I think he was a Zed. Blood covered fount and chest of drawers, blank stare ... I grabbed the smothered .22 and fired at his head. Two pellet and he dropped, but not before he let out the moan.

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

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

I took the keys ( did n't want to leave them in the lighting and own some endure asshole take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my bad AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the theater to investigate.

As I climbed the step up the porch, I could see many Zeds milling about inside, trying to get up the stairs where the screams were coming from. I took aim and started shooting. Headshots only, you know. Which is n't that prosperous considering a chief is n't very big and they are moving, not holding still. So it took me a scene and sometimes two or three to kill one. But the AR is semi-automatic, meaning all I have to do is extract the trigger for each heater, so I can pullulate pretty fast. full phase of the moon auto would 've been prissy ... shoulda got that instead but that 's illegal in Colorado. Thanks, politicians.

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

My first cartridge emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the 2d 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 of line and gore and really dead living dead. The screams continued upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could pick up some moans up there, though.

Shit ! Some zombie spirit shit grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a lounge. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a down of dead izzard. The distaff shrieking continued upstairs, I figured I could shoot down this fallen one later.

I ran back outside, started the Mog and backed her right field up to the house, destroying the lookout man fence and garden in the physical process. But now the top of the prat camper box was pretty much in note with the porch ceiling, which led to the second story windows. Climbed up the hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch screening, and I landed in the on a higher floor hallway.

The Z up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullets. The holler continued in a bedroom. I turned in to see a gal and a woman trying to hold off two zombies with chairwoman. A bunch of people were backed up in the recess of the room. They were n't going to last much yearner. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a small but cloggy obligation combination putz of crow-bar and shovel. The shovelful border are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw edge and a feeding bottle opener, so it 's pretty aplomb. I hooked one Zed with the crowbar end and pulled him off the Lester Willis Young girl.

'' binding your expression ! '' I yelled to the girlfriend. I did n't desire her to get splashed with blood.

I brought down the Crovel and sliced his chief like a watermelon vine. I repeated the action with the early Zed, pulled him away and sliced his wit in two.

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

I surveyed the situation, but there was too a good deal going on. There were several females and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive stances. Plus a few that seemed to be down. cypher had any torpedo, just some garden rakes and composition of wood, a baseball game bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed make to hand up. They were also mostly in skirts and heels, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had room for these people. My cabin had room as my buddy did n't look to be coming. It is form of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

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

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

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

'' Do you hold any checkup provision ? '' she asked, desperately. `` First aid kit ? nutrient ? What ? I 'm responsible for these girls. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Ok, '' I said, handing her the gun. `` Show me. clear up the artillery. ``

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

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

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

'' Rock and gyre ! '' she said with relish. She fired a stroke down the stair. Then a dyad more.

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

'' Good lady friend ! shooter placement, do n't languish ammo. Somebody get my helmet ! ``

Blake, the dude of the caboodle, helped me with the knock down lady friend. She was bleeding pretty badly from a wounding to her rachis, her article of clothing was in rag. It was operose to direct her because we were trying not to touch her back. The pretty lady was helping too. Turns out this wounded girl was her daughter. We finally got out-of-door, and saw more than 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 household. `` What 's that biddy 's public figure ? The shooter ? We need her out here ! ``

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

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. smear for her. Tell her which ones are nigh. Kill the penny-pinching ones first, then work your way out. Here, hold these two magazines. Do n't throw away the empties. ``

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

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

I hopped down on the hood of the Mog and killed a brace 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 ! click ! Oh yeah, only eight daily round in my .45. Got ta hold open better track when I 'm shooting.

Dropped out the mag and slammed another one in. Bam ! got the shit oral sex ! Then I jumped down on the ground as we now had a small breathing room. I waved down a duo missy, put them in the backseat of the truck as I started it up. Uh oh. Here comes an worthless fucker ... Bam ! Went to the back of the motortruck and cleared that country out. Bam ! Bam !

'' percipient ! '' I hollered up to the girls. `` Bring down the suffering miss ! Then everyone else. Erin, you keep watch ! ``

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

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

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead heads and bodies as we went. The truck lurched and heaved slope to side as we listened to the sickening speech sound. Two or three days ago, these were mamma and dads, tradesman, barbers, high schoolhouse child ... today they are just dead meat walking. This existence sucks.

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

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

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few Thomas More on our way out of town. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her face glowed. The other three lady friend in the gage keister 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 surely we would have some followers. Found out that the hurt missy was Lothringen and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our trivial medical way. Yes, we actually have a elbow room for this. Like a tiny doctors office. She was barely conscious, but I got her to swallow some body of water and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help find that, underneath her torn blouse, Lothringen had tremendous chest. Like mother, like girl, I guess.

I told Tina to take the girls in the kitchen, open up some cans of chili and take off warming them up. differentiate her about the cornbread mix and butter flake, and that they should all drink a lot of water.

Back to the bruise Lorraine. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the datum guy. My chum David was the health check Man. He took all the Red Cross preparation and CERT course of instruction and studied the books and shit. I hate blood. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of former multitude 's blood, either.

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

I cleaned the wound as best I could. Got out the phonograph needle and suture thread, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lorraine had passed out by this time. My stitches would have made the Frankenstein wight flush, they were that bad. But they seemed to support the tegument together. I slathered her with antibiotic ointment and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't facilitate but comment that no matter how pretty her female parent was, this spite female child was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, eighteen. Jesus, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Our lips met in a gentle, chaste buss. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a endorse at the most. But we stayed there for various seconds ... then I squeezed her a little tighter and our kiss became a little more than passionate. She squeezed me back as our backtalk pressed harder against each other. I became extremely conscious of her titty pressing into me, and my turncock started to tighten. Her breathing increased, along with mine, our mouth opened a bit, and sure enough, our tongue met at the Same time. She was dirty, smelled a little, and her pilus was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My cock roared to full attention as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her waist. My hand slid down to her skirt, I could finger the bare skin of her back.

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

We broke the kiss.

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

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

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

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

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

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

I needed another min or two to steady down. I mean, wow, what a kiss ! She was so pretty, though. I thought of my chronicle with pretty women 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 intromission and hug and hugs and Sir Thomas More hugs. But, I did n't really remember anyone 's gens that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty good looking cluster, and maybe a set of sister ? Blake and the girls returned to their bowls of chilli quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really feed much in 3 days. Gayle and I joined in the eats session and the humour was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to intend. Meaning happy. They were happy to be alive, I was happy to have some company, handsome fellowship at that !

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

'' I 'll come with you, '' volunteered Erin, the shooter wench. `` I 'll check your back. ``

'' Sure, be beneficial to let some Sir Thomas More center. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her face and hands. In all the disarray and fighting other, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking right looking. Nice picayune inning, a little over five feet tall and not giant boobs. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the early girls, she seemed improperly dressed for the affair, but she did have some boots that seemed to fit.

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

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

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my hands as she took the Crovel with the three inch capitulum on the end. She walked to the fence and watched for a moment as the Zombie tried to get at us. His figure tag said `` Jerry Miles Dewey Davis Jr., mint Realty. '' His pharynx was torn up, must sustain been why he was n't moaning. Being a new automaton, he did n't suffer that completely crappy look like you see in the film. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his centre were all red and splotchy, he stank like shit, and his tegument was turning that sallow, pallid color.

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

She rammed the spike right into and through his left eye, piercing his brain. Krauthead stopped all his useless motility, hung there for a second, then dropped to the ground.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I did n't quite love what to say. This post has n't happened to me before.

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

Erin was on it. She hustled over and spiked this eye aged zombie woman right field in the brow, 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.

'' detainment on, knockout. Let 's vacate that first. '' I did n't want to get changeable with my own gun.
She emptied the mag and the chamber.

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

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

'' Jesus Christ, yes ! Let me suck that, delight ? Let me wet-nurse your big severe stopcock. ``

With one hand pulling the rifle into her kitty-cat, she gripped my raging cock with the other and engulfed me with her mouth.

Fucken A ! She took probably 6 of my 8 inch into her hot oral fissure. Then she bobbed quickly up and down my quill, her hand following her sassing and squeezing my peter so know hard.

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

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

'' You fucking GO Erin ! Yes ... you were a nookie fauna today ... you 're a fucking hard corps Orcinus orca ... suck that putz, suck it suck it suck it oh piece of tail I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

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

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

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

She hollered `` YES '' and yanked up her shirt to reveal her gorgeous tit. 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 judder her cunt.

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

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh fuck ... tinker's dam ... SHIT ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the waves kept cumming.
I spotted a zombi spirit at the fence. I traded hands so my right was now free to absorb my .45.
Boom ! And the Zed 's head exploded.

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

Boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' FUCK ! ``

bunce !

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

godsend !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

boom Boom Boom Boom !

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

I dropped the empty pistol on the ground.

I was hard as a fucking rock again. I had never seen such a carnal display in my life-time. I furiously stroked my rooster as she watched. In a few seconds I shot a humble load right field on her gorgeous trivial tits. The sperm was less, but my sexual climax was outstanding. sanctum shit.

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

'' Maybe we 'll vote out some more zed tomorrow, '' I said, putting myself back together.

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

'' Yeah, zombi spirit. izzard. Zees. Zekes. You want to kill some more, right ? ``

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

'' I need you to fuck me, Michael. Seriously. Aunt Flo leaves Town in a duo days. ``

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

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

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


- - -

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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear. `` Few more zombi showed up. Right at the fence. ``
Some of the little girl were all overbold and clear. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camo knickers and t-shirts. A couple were still muddy, waiting their turn. Blake was all clean too. Guess he did n't hump about 'ladies first .'

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

You never saw new people move so fast in your life-time. 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 friend. ``

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

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

'' How 's your girl, um ... ''

'' Lorraine. ``

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

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

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

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

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical room and re-patched her girl, Lorraine. Found out to a greater extent 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 missy had gone down to south Mile-High City for a funeral of one of their Friend who 'd been killed in a car accident. The service was at a funeral base and, during the servicing, one of the early dead organic structure came out of the back room and started to bite phratry. This zombi spirit bit five or six mass before they subdued it. The miss fled in affright. Gayle, the planetary house female parent, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to shit their way back, massive traffic jams developed as zombi spirit and people ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their girls died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the fille on the bus.

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

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

They ran out of gas a couple naut mi from here, and hoof it it into town. Not so soft with panicky little girl and high gear heels. In Town, nobody would help them, the zombies were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned house with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

'' Jesus. I do n't experience what to say. I 'm gladiolus I took my helmet off at that moment. ``

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

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

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

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

'' Alright gentlewoman. heed up. We 're having hot burnt umber and movies in ten minutes. Get your jammies and get ready for bed ! ``

I made the hot hot chocolate, and put a free amount of Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a flick as the young lady found spots on the couch with their pillows. Most were in my boxer boxershorts and my European olive tree gloomy T-shirts. They all asked what movie, but I would n't tell them.

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

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

Julie Roy Chapman Andrews appeared on the top of a Hill and started singing `` The Alfred Hawthorne are alive, with the Sound of Music. ``

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

I came out for the go meter, Gayle and Erin had saved me a touch on the lounge in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to focus on the film to keep my erection down.

As the movie played on, we started singing all the Song dynasty pretty much at the top of our lungs. Yes. I 'm a man who likes musicals. Get over it. I like Metallica and STP and Reb hard currency, too. elaborate your idea a bit.

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

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

The pic finally ended. Had to wake up a duet girl to get them to their beds. I got hug and kisses from everyone, even William Blake. fountainhead, not kisses, thank God.

I was going to sleep in my figurer way. The habitue rooms were full-of-the-moon and, well, this was o.k. with me. I got the air mattress out and it was as comfortable as the beds.

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

I opened the door to find ... one of the little girl. I could n't think of her figure. It 's Kathy, or Katherine, or Katie Lynn or something. She was in my tee shirt and boxers. Her capitulum hung down, her face partially covered by her nighttime hair hanging down. She lifted her forefront to me ; she had been crying.

'' Something incorrectly ? '' I whispered to her in the go up darkness. The room was just barely lit by a couple of LEDs from the router.

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

I opened my arms and she hugged me, like she was holding on for dear life story. She cried quietly against my pectus for various transactions as I rocked her. I did n't want to ask what it was, I could pretty a lot form it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many ally die, probably orphaned now ... still, my cock got heavily because of a raw body pressed into me.

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

I moved my handwriting down to her rather plump ass, her soft figure so pliable in my firm hand. She moaned and thrust her tongue in my backtalk, searching, exploring. Her mitt went down to my cock and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her dorsum. In the dim Christ Within, I could see her marvelous pap splayed out to the position. Christ, I did n't sleep with she had those ! I went to suck them, but she stopped me. Spreading her branch, she whispered her only Holy Scripture to me.

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

I rolled on top of her, my stone hard cock between her freshly shaven ramification. With just a minuscule maneuvering, my rooster found her slit. I rubbed myself up and down her slit a match times, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my prick was right at her movement door. Then I entered her knowledge base. She gasped as I slowly dip my cock into her. I just pressed, let my weight come down on her. I drove my cock all the way in. 8 inches of love muscle all the way in 8 seconds.

She entwined her legs around mine and we fucked slowly, but powerfully. I withdrew slowly, and re-plunged slowly but pressed her all the way into the mattress. Each slash brought new moans and gasp from both of us. We slowly increased amphetamine. short faster. niggling harder, too. Her tricky cunt walls felt so nice and tight on my blade hard shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't want to let go. I grabbed her left tit laborious, I did n't require to let go. But I could palpate those feelings heading my way. And fucking this hot adolescent ( or maybe she 's twenty, who the roll in the hay knows I ca n't even think of her name ) with her slick cunt is helping the site way too lots. No amount of money of football thinking are going to stop this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

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

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

The miss sat up and moved towards my cock, and found it with her oral cavity. She licked and sucked my cock clean of her and my juices. I 've GOT to obtain out what her gens is ! I do n't want this to be a one-time thing. The obvious dawned on me about this prison term ; she had n't cum yet.

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

Without warning, and without any disturbance, she clamped her thighs together, locking my hands in lieu in her ass and cunt. I pressed harder on her clit as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and keep on my face right in there. I wanted this baby to remember this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the full-of-the-moon radiance of the LED. She dipped a yoke finger's breadth of her right bridge player into her cunt, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her bridge player up to her rightfulness pap and coated it with her own juices. With her left hired hand, she raised her tit to her backtalk and basically made out with her own nipple for a hour or so. She did the Lapplander thing again but to her get out tit.

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

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

I pointed with my open hand to my cock, to express her what she did to me.

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

I moved in behind her, preparing to mount her snatch. My head teacher pressed into her pussy lips, still wet from her secernment. She suddenly moved forward, out of range.

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

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

I dripped a final spit on my pecker, and pressed it against her asshole.

The head slid right in.

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

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

She grabbed a pillow and collapsed into it with her fount and arms holding it cockeyed, her ass still pointing into the air to swallow her butt-fucking. sentence to go to run !

With increasing loudness, I fucked her ass good. It 's different than a pussy, besotted right wing at the opening but a bit looser once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

I reached around to frig her pussy with one hand and grabbed a big tit with the other and squeezed the shit out of it. Still not a strait out of her. Hey, I do n't want her to arouse everyone up but I also want to have some shock on her, have sex 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 fingers. My nails dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her slit and raised her body to meet each ready push of my cock.

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

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

The door to my little computer room explosion open 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 Lothringen she 's in worry I think and I do n't ... '' she stopped talking mid-sentence as the picture became acquit to her.

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

'' What 's the matter with her ? '' I asked, trying to give away the tensity. My shtup buddy tried to dig a muddle in the air mattress. She managed to hide a petty bit in the blanket. Of class, by this clip, a couple other young lady had come out to see what the job was. I started dressing.

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

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

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

Shit, I thought as I laced up my flush. I do n't induce any liquid antibiotics, just tab. But you ca n't make an unconscious mortal accept lozenge and liquid. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' Somebody go get Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in townsfolk ? ``

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

'' Does he consecrate IVs to people ? ``

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

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

'' RFN ? ``

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

'' Where 's my shooter young lady ? Erin ? ``

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll make a stop number run to town. 5 min. Grab some shit from the Doc 's place. Back immediately. 10 moment, tops. We 'll save her. ``

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

'' I 'll keep open her, I promise. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

We bounced in to town in record metre. The Unimog is an awesome rig, but it 's not real fast, and it 's not real number quiet down. I had outfitted my landrover with some good Teraflex role underneath so we could treat the jolty road at speeding with ease.

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

I cut the lights and slowed. The jeep has a quiet exhaust on it, but it still squeaks and the tires make haphazardness on the paving material, too.

'' You can drive, in good order Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no vexation. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to punt up to the office. I 'm going to bend on these rear end Light to shine inside. Blake and I will demolish and grab. I want you standing extraneous, but right by the landrover. hold open it running. I need you to keep the area clear. But do n't pip until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes Daddy, '' she said.

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

I busted in a Elvis of Methedrine on Doc 's front threshold. The dissonance made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the wholly affair down.

'' centre sharp, '' I whispered to Blake. `` livelihood sweeping the light. '' He had a torch, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and untie the lock. We entered the office.
form of messy for a Dr. 's spot, I thought. Papers and shit were on the floor, things knocked down. Maybe we were n't the first to loot the property ?

Blake waved towards the back, indicating where to go.

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

pudden-head ... Stupid stupid STUPID !

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

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a teenage boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a promptly bite. I could n't get my rifle to bear on something inches away from me. I was kind of sitting on my handgun, so that was no good. I punched him a mates times to prevent him away. But Zed never gets tired, or anguish, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar knife is on my chest rig, if I can just reach it ....

Blake screamed.

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

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

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

I punched my Zed again as voiceless as I fucking could, further tweaking his headspring and neck.

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

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

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

But I was too late.

Blake dropped the Crovel and grabbed his neck opening. line of descent flowed out around his fingers.

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

squat shit darn shite !

Blake handed me the paint to the cabinet.

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

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

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

I rummaged through the cabinet as Blake tried to explain.

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV bag. I dumped out a trash can and throw off them all in there. Then I grabbed several tube-looking things and as many syringes as I could. I also threw in some feeding bottle of tablet, and fiddling bottle of liquid state that had drug names on them. I do n't love 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 Sir Noel Pierce Coward two min ago. Now he 's originate granite balls.

'' seminal fluid 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 horror. She could see his blood from the parent landrover lights.

'' I got bit. You guys go. I 'm ... done ... I can sense it ... '' I did n't have it away 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 brave son of a cunt, '' I said, my voice cracking.

'' Yeah ... just go. This really hurts. Fucking the pits ... ''

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

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

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

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

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flare from the rachis of the Jeep and lit it. I tossed it a couple feet away. I made her ride away, slowly down briny Street without any lights and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare would force the zombi spirit towards its light source, so they would n't follow us place. We turned the corner, and she punched the accelerator for home.

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

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

Erin drove like a Baja 1000 champ. I sat there and bounced around. Somehow I had gotten my seat knock 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 moving-picture show to know that you do n't walk past a piece of tail room without checking it. Jesus.
Blake 's dead because of me. I got him vote down. Then I had to murder him and give him in the street, like a rabid dog.

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

'' Where 's William Blake ? ``

My throat clamped up as I tried to conk back the rent and the sidesplitter. They all looked at me. I could n't talk.

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

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my voice sounding Wyrd to me. `` Get the tablet over here. Yeah. clink on the server icon, right. Click checkup, ok click the IV folder, click that file, yeah mixtures. ``

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

She looked at me, my hands were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Thanks. ``

'' I 'm not doing this to be Nice to you, '' she said, bluntly. `` I need you to calm the pit down and start functioning again. Now, tell me what happened. ``

I sat up and swallowed the drink down.

'' I made a misapprehension. It 's all my fault. '' Gayle just looked at me. `` I let Blake go ahead of me at the doc 's office. We went by a room that we did n't bring in. 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 flash William Blake ... ''

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

Gayle got my meth and poured another double shot.

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

'' Well, I should n't have put anyone who 's that unprepared in that state of affairs. That 's why we 're getting up betimes 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 hugs right then.

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her name. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not sure what your plan is, but you break follow what you 're doing here. These young lady are very ... tender right now. And you 're like some paladin founding father physique to them. determine your step. Good night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a frightening sleep.

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

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

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

Finally, it was fourth dimension for hold out flaming training. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the relief of us went up to the cap with one AR and the 10/22 and a bunch of magazines for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the decease moan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly safe, though. Zed ca n't climb 12 foot up vertical walls.

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

'' Tina, you try it. '' The nice matter about the AR, it shoots a diminished but hefty bullet. Still, the kick on that is minimum. Women can easily scoot it without losing control of the weapon. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

'' Still low, cause sure you 're using the nominal head survey, line up both sight. ``

BAM !

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

And so it went. They all did fairly well, everyone but fool had several killing. This was what I wanted, they had to get their workforce dirty. But Patsy 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 cipher saw. Erin was right there at my door last night when I pulled my cock out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't look to faze her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to bear developed a confused but still stiff disfavour towards me. Sorry dear, one kiss does n't mean we are single. Although, she is so red cent attractive. And dessert, and unattackable. the Nazarene ...

We broke for lunch and got the best news ever, Lothringen was awake ! Gayle introduced us
formally for the 1st time. Lorraine just smiled up at me as we did n't want her moving just yet. My god she was pretty ... I mean her mom was fantastic but Lorraine, wow. She whispered it was Nice to meet me, and held my hand for a few present moment. Gayle ushered me out of there.

The sleep of the day was more breeding, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 dead z on your attribute ? We ended up fashioning these big hooks out of some rebar we had in a shed. Rebar, that super solid steel they use in concrete social system. We tied two ropes to that so two or four masses could cart them across the ground. There was a small indentation in the ground outside the fence line, we dragged them over there as best we could. This ended up being the best durability grooming drill. You used you legs, coat of arms, chest, nub, 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 make dinner party set up for everyone, which was nice.

I really liked the busy activity all day. It form of help oneself keep Blake out of my head. But in the eventide, he came back to irritate me. A lot. The missy put on Legally Blonde. No, not a porno, the one with Reese Witherspoon. I just was n't up for it, though, and retired to my room with a six-pack of Budweisers.

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

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George Romero living dead ; not really fast, not smart, drawn to smell, speech sound and motion, and eager for human being chassis to eat. Well at to the lowest degree nobody has seen any running zombies. Unfortunately, it seemed that any death was now a turn-into-a-zombie event. Not just from a morsel, but a substance approach, too.

Then I looked at our supplies, our kingdom single-valued function, and tried to remember of some design. Winter was coming. We could n't plant anything now. But there 's spate we should be doing. The main thing was, we needed to clean out the townsfolk. But before that, we needed to get these girls in shape and properly outfitted. They were all fall apart clothes and shoes that did n't really fit.

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

Everyone except Gayle hugged me goodnight. She did say it, though. Lorraine was up, gingerly, gave me a voiced 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 little, suck in in your gut.

I had a couple generous shots of man Jack, and I tried going to sleep. But aught happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my room access again. shite. My mind was n't in the mightily 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 order Kaitlyn or Erin that I just was n't in the humor right now. Really. I was.

I flung the door open, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Johnson sister. They were n't twin, being a twain eld apart, but they had a substantial sept resemblance. luminousness ruby haircloth, fair peel, cunning little freckles ... oh man.

'' Yeah, girls ? ``

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

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

Kristin raised her blazonry over her forefront. Lizzie lifted Kristin 's shirt up and over her top dog. She bent down and licked Kristin 's beautiful knock mammilla. Probably a C-cup.

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

Well, I was still very upset about the Blake situation.

But I 'm also a man.

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

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

The two girl stood right in presence of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's drawers, exposing her trim pubic area. She raised Kristin 's leg kind of past me, so she was stepping on the border of the desk. Kristin held on to the wall for accompaniment. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's body, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her office. And all the while she 's whispering `` Look at these bosom ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so soft '' and thing like that. I was concerned for Kristin at beginning, but she seemed to jazz it, especially when Lizzie moved around to kiss Kristin 's pussy. I went from 80 % hard to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a pair of threesomes before. And let me evidence you, it ai n't like in the porno. One of the miss is usually shy, and then somebody gets their touch sensation hurt because they are n't getting enough attention or whatever ... to the highest degree hoi polloi just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two sisters, dissimilar story ! Lizzie stopped eating her sister 's kitty and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous rima oris was enhanced by the dripping cunt juice from Kristin. Jesus, kissing a hot young girl, who 's got her own sister 's juices on her sassing, I was just melting. I was n't aware at the sentence, but all opinion of Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

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

I got up off the death chair and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my nerve in Kristin 's young snatch alright. Her juice already flowing from her Sister 's natural language, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my gentle assault.

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

Then ... Well there was rubbing ... and sucking ... and kissing ... and seemingly everywhere I reached there was a decent female role to wager with or sop up or fuck. My dick was never not in a mouth or a pussy for very long at all. I remember at one detail pulling my prick out of Lizzie 's twat and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's rima oris. Both of the girls just could n't get enough of each others pussy juices.

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

Her juicy ass felt wonderful as I shot load after lode of cum into her tail. Lizzie squealed as Kristin lapped her snatch like a hungry 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 and nonsense, bitch ! '' whispered Lizzie.

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

We kept fucking, and grinding pussy, and I came in Lizzie 's face and Kristin licked it all off and swallowed it. Lizzie, angry about that, demanded I fuck Kristin in the ass for her evildoing. 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 saliva and pussy juice. Finally she had three finger in there and pronounced her ready.

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

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

Both missy wanted more. I was n't set up to hold anymore. But I laid there, sucking subdued tits while they masturbated themselves on my peg. I did cum one to a greater extent time ... but there was hardly any semen cumming out, mostly just rubble at this point.

The terminal 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 likely. So they won and I lost. But I did n't palpate like a loser.

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After our cockcrow P90 workout, we ate Gayle 's pancakes from my dehydrated stash, and I talked about my general plan for taking back our little neighboring town. Since it did n't look like my buddies were coming, I was going to use their intellectual nourishment, and throttle, and other supplying. With all of us, We had about 3 old age of food in storage.

But that was n't enough. What then ? My plan was to get farming next spring. But we need to clear out Zach and all his Quaker first ; ca n't ingest him trampling all over our fields and gardens.
Then, gull spoke up.

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

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

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

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

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

I laughed out loud. Then the others all started talking and holloa, but I could discover gull saying something like `` You 're going against God 's program '' or some diddly like that.

Hey, I 'm a believer in the U. S. physical composition. You want to believe in the Big Sky dada, go right ahead. That 's your right, it 's share of the showtime Amendment. You want to consider in the flying Spaghetti behemoth ? fine. I do n't care. But your freedoms and right wing end when they impact my freedom and rights.

I tapped my coffee cup a few clip on the mesa. The cacophony dimmed, and finally stopped as all eyes turned towards me.

'' Patsy ... you can believe what you want to consider. But, you are also a client in my house. My plan, for all the occupants of this planetary house, is to try and get through this zombi spirit Apocalypse, and to hold back bread and butter and kill the bad guy cable. I want to plant life crops, I want us to be rubber. I want us to live. I kind of thought those were mutual feelings we all had. I expected everyone in this house to exercise towards that goal. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

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

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

'' Well, what is the other choice, mark ? ``

'' Well, we just ... wait for God to picture 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, '' patsy said. emphasis on the 'you 're'; full of scorn. `` No, we have to waitress for a star sign. ``

'' Do you need to await in this firm ? My house ? ``

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

More roaring. Gayle glared at me. Lorraine, or Lorrie as I was now calling her, looked at me a little harm, 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 chump and they argued with each former. I looked at sucker. Pretty girl, dyed blonde hair, nice business firm eubstance, obviously somewhat smart as she 's in college. But she 's either a religious whacko or she 's gone crazy. Maybe both. Oh well, not my problem anymore.

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

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

I came back with a nice packsack, filled up.

'' Patsy. outset of all, I 'm sorry to accept infringed on your beliefs. That was wrong of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

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

'' But you 've made it seeming you do n't want to stay on here. So I put together a piffling kit here, '' I indicated the back pack. `` There 's piss for three mean solar day, food, a crown, gloves, matches, oh and a Christian Bible, of class. Let 's see, no weapon, of course of study. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

'' What ... what do you mean ? '' asked gull, suddenly very afraid.

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

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

'' Patsy, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't own someone here who I ca n't believe not to pull up stakes a door undecided on aim. '' I held up the pack for her.

'' Gayle ? '' Patsy pleaded.

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

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

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

'' The overlord is my Shepherd, I shall not require ... '' mug began. She kept praying as she shouldered the ring. I helped her adjust the straps. `` Yea, though I walk through the valley of the apparition of expiry, I will fear no evil. ``

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

'' Surely good and mercifulness will follow me, all the days of my aliveness. ``

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

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

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

I took up a position on our mound and looked down the valley. 5 Zekes were ambling about. I targeted the close one at about 150 yards.

roaring !

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

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

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

BOOM ! got him.

bonanza ! got her.

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

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

Then I fired again at Zach and missed. Moving prey at 500 pace are hard.

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

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

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

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

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

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

We spent the rest of the day preparing our artillery, teaching the girls how to care for and make clean them, ran through more exercise to cleared jams etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the group 's cache of standardized weapon. My buddy wo n't mind, since they are gone ...

The mode was, okay. People were disappointed with Patsy, but cipher seemed to be upset with me. I just hope we do n't see her as a new 'Angel'. I wo n't hesitate to shoot down her zombie body, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the little girl about my plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` superior 's hardware and Dry trade good '' store. The girls need underwear, shoes that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these girls have real big tits. And I need them to be capable to run. Big bounce breast are fun to watch in slow motion when they run, but in a Zed situation it ai n't sang-froid to have thing going in all directions. Got ta strap those puppies down.

'' I 'm going to need two volunteers for tomorrow 's sashay, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now sustain on a secondment. I need multitude who are proficient shots, can move 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, bad steady, you need more healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, asshole ! ``

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

They nodded their psyche in unison. Got ta passion sisters.

So instead of a motion-picture show that night, we all cleaned the weapons and checked our battalion. We loaded the Jeep with some patronage good, like gallon jug of water and canned food for thought in compositor's case we found some survivor. Also some dry foods like instant Irish potato and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

'' I 'm grievous. We need to be up brilliantly and former and prepare to go. ``

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

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

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with tears in her eyes. I held her shoulder joint, afraid to touch her back. Her breast pressed into me. Jesus.

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

We got in the landrover and headed towards town.

As we headed down Main Street, we could see the dead Zeds from the other day. Nobody is cleaning up the Ithiel Town. We stopped in front of `` headmaster 's '' stock. Peeking in the windows, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the glass lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, front. Hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the depot. I did n't need to just shoot and rupture up the looking glass, I wanted to keep some integrity to the store. Talking to the girls, we drove the Jeep around the side of the store. I took a set of paint, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the Jeep and went up the fire relief valve to the second floor. I climbed in the window and cleared the area. The early gallon came in. Okay.

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

I took two steps downstairs, and was met by a offspring man with a shotgun pointed at my face.

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

I set the crovel down, but now the kid had three other rifles pointed at his head. Then a door opened up behind us. mix-up reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't know who to point it at. My miss were yelling, so were the boys ; this was very tense and could go bad in a hurry. But I could see these were untested Thomas Kyd. I did n't think they were dangerous, just being protective.

'' My girls ! SHUT UP ! '' And they did. `` okey cuss. I 'm going to take on my helmet off. Ok ? Just substantial slow, we are n't here to hurt you. We want to buy or merchandise for some thing. ``

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

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

'' Ok. See ? Just a regular guy. Erin, girls. depleted your rifles. See guys ? We 're poise. Everybody 's aplomb ... lean your rifles on the wall. Nice and loose. Yeah that 's it. OK, now take off your helmets. ``

This is what I was counting on. And it worked. The guy rope 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 scattergun away from my expression. I asked the early guy to take down his gun, which he did.

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

'' I 'm J. P. Morgan, '' said my guy on the steps. He handed me the scattergun while he moved over to didder mitt with the girls.

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

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

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

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

'' So, you 're ... Bat headmaster'Logos ? '' I smiled again. Another joke only old hombre get.

'' Well guy, I 'm very distressing for your loss. But we need some things for the girl. You fellas need water ? intellectual nourishment ? ``

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

Sir Thomas Wyatt slugged him on the shoulder joint. He did n't want to look bad in movement of the girls.

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

'' Yeah. We know. We just ca n't do it. '' Morgan, apparently the younger one, cried a petty. Kristin went to him and hugged him. Erin moved towards me, as Liz sidled up to Wyatt.
'' If it 's okeh with you guys, '' started Erin. `` Michael can ... serve you with this. '' Nice statesmanship ! Who knew she was so medium ?

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

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

The atmosphere lightened up then. The two Sister went shopping with the son helping. For a crappy small town, they had pretty near material. I guess there 's a pretty famous trailhead up in the Grant Wood, so they get quite a few tramp coming through here needing last minute of arc gear.

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

'' Can we get to the clock tower from here ? '' I asked. It was just a niggling cupola kind of a matter, sitting on the roof of the bit storey. We climbed the steps from the cap. A couple kicks and the clock fell out of the nominal head. Nice view from here, we could see virtually 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 number one one with her AR. This was my upright one, with an ACOG scope on it and a Townsend Harris bipod.

BOOM !

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

BOOM !

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

BOOM !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

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

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

bunce !

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

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

'' You 're an awesome slam, peach ! '' And I rested my paw on her shipshape niggling ass.

She giggled and pressed into my hand. `` Harder ... yes dad ... squeeze me .... time lag ... stopover ... '' she sighted in another target.

BOOM !

'' Jesus ! '' she cried out as I resumed massaging her ass. She spread her legs Thomas More, inviting my mitt to travel down the go 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 bit to reach around her and undo her belt, then just shucked her camo pants down. She was n't wearing any underclothes. She struggled out of one leg, so she could still be active. I rested my mitt on her silky smooth naked butt.

Erin exhaled, I paused, and BOOM !

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

'' Mmmmm Goddd yess ... .. '' Exhale, pause, hold back moving ... BOOM !

And I jammed three more fingerbreadth up her oozing cunt.

'' Jesus I 'm come together pappa ... so close ... '' thunder !

I pulled my script out of her backside, and reached around to the front so I could squeeze and massage her clit.

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

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

I squeezed her clit in between my thumb and fingers, her little swollen pal sent shudder throughout her body.

roar !

'' nookie ! ! ! ``

manna from heaven !

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

'' Fuck me, dada, '' she pleaded.

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my Daddy, '' she said softly. `` fucking me dad. '' Then through gritted dentition : `` Fuck me heavily dada ! Let me kill these fuckers and sleep with me, dad. ``

Jesus messiah, I do n't even suffer a daughter, but hearing her talking like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a hurry. I lined up right behind her and shove my pecker up her soused 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 bitch juice.

She took aim some more. I paused.

BOOM ! She shot this woman Zena in the head.

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

BOOM !

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

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

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

I fucked her as grueling as I could while she tried to wind up the dead Zach.

'' Stop it ! '' she giggled.

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

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

Erin rested the gun and took her fucking like a champion, bucking her hip back into my knife thrust. I grabbed and yanked on her ponytail as my throbbing turncock sank deep and deeper into her body.

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

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

'' Daddy 's little fucking cyprian ? Huh baby ? ``

'' Yes Daddy oh my fucking GOD ! ``

'' You like Daddy 's hammer ? ``

'' Yeah pop keep fucking me ! ``

'' I 'm gon na cum in your little twat, baby. You want pop 's cum do n't you indulge ? ``

'' Oh screwing YES pop ! Cum in me dad ! ! ``

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

And I came inside her like a tidal wave. I could sense her slit walls contract around my turncock as she came also. Hot spermatozoan met hot kitty juice to make white-hot lava inside her cunt.

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

'' Oh dada '' Erin whispered, I could barely get word her in the igniter dawn cinch. `` daddy ... daddy ... ''

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

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

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

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

'' Lookit this Daddy. '' she said. I looked down to see her squatting, her script beneath her pussy, 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 beneficial, pappa. '' She got a distich more handful of cum as I shot more Zachs and Zenas. Fuckers just kept coming. How many were there in this Town ?

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

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

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

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The tall one ? Dumbass ! ``

Yeah she 's the tall one. At least six ft. But nicely proportioned. Very nicely proportioned.
Gayle keyed the mic again. `` How are you cat ? We hear a lot of shooter. Oh, and Lorraine says to tell you 'negative Ghostrider, the pattern is wax'. What the underworld are you guy cable talking about ? ``

I chuckled out loud while Erin just looked at me like I was stupid. `` All just here. Little Panthera tigris is quite the sharpshooter. The baby are negotiating for goodness as we speak. Will go over back in 15. Tell Lorrie 'it 's clock time to buzz the tower'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

Erin and I gathered up our magazines and the empty brass section shell for futurity re-loading. We headed back down the stairs.

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As Erin and I neared the bottom floor, we heard some scuffling and what sounded comparable one or both of the missy screaming. We bolted down the last mate dance step, my Crovel held ready to swing and Erin 's AR ready to fire. What we saw was rather surprising.

Across the store, about 30 metrical unit, was a glass causa about 15 base prospicient that held knives, binoculars, and former high buck items. It was also the checkout counter area with cash register and credit identity card machine.

Leaning against the causa were our two baby, naked as jaybirds. Their weaponry outstretched, they were holding onto the opposite side of the causa. They were holding on because the two buddy were fucking them from behind for all they were worth. They were facing us, but nobody saw us as they were in various throes of passion.

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

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

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

'' NO it 's okay ! '' `` hitch daddy ! '' `` We asked them to ! '' and overeat like that.

The boy froze, and started to withdraw.

I think it was Wyatt that said `` daddy ? He 's your dad ? Oh bonk have a go at it screw ... '' and started backing off.

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

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

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

I found an surface area out back of the store that seemed to have passably soft basis. I said to Erin, `` get across me. I 've got to dig a grave for Virgil. And call the spread. It 'll be another hour or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

'' sweetheart, 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 very much aid to me. I always tried to get his attention, but he never seemed to give care much. I guess, psychologically speaking, I probably have some serious 'daddy issues'. Maybe if the zombie did n't come I 'd end up a stripper somewhere. ``

We both laughed.

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

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

'' Disappointed ? How ? You 're awing ! We 'd all be dead without you ! You 're everything ... everything I want in a father. And, the fucking is nice. Very overnice. Oh shit give me the Crovel ! Now ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Sorry, pop. ``

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

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

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

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... pappa ... I do n't desire you to be my boyfriend, or husband. I do want to observe piece of ass you. And I love you, I do. But as far as semipermanent goes, well you 're probably more suited to Gayle. Maybe I 'll observe someone to settle down with. Like the Dizzy baby have. ``

I finished covering up Virgil. `` Come here, child lady friend. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a little bit. `` I 'll be your 'Daddy'. I 'll be Daddy with benefits, okay ? ``

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The Party
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The Masters male child were dressed, but looked a small sheepish. The Johnson sisters were beaming, their faces a little blush. moldiness 've been a pretty good time on the tongue event, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out loud and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

'' ... and we 've got shoes, wind cone, and clothing for every one. And, Daddy man, we got you this awful hat ! Try it on ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

things movement quickly in the New World.

'' well, not so fast. This place is very vulnerable. chicken feed windows all over, the back door lock chamber could n't give up a seven-year-old ... '' Shit. What to do ?

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

That seemed to sit okay with citizenry. We were packing the jeep with the clothing, when Thomas Hunt Morgan noticed the mound of tonic scandal. He stopped and stared at it, tears welling up in his eyes.

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

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

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


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

But the President Johnson sis made it very clean ; these male child were off-limits. And they seemed smite with the sis, so that was good. Then the girls discovered their new clothes, and the shrieking was nearly intolerable. skid that fit ! Pants that fit ! underclothes !

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Yeah, surely, have sex to fuck you any where you want it ! ``

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

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

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

'' Just cleaning the guns, '' I explained. `` When they fire, they leave residue and gunk. Got ta keep them clean so they will always act 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 better. '' Lorrie gave me her sweetest smile she had, which was a piece of ass gracious one that could very well send a thousand ships to war.

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

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

'' You guys have killed a lot of zombie spirit, have n't you. ``

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

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

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

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

'' It 's good ! face ! ``

And she pulled up her shirt, and took it off and handed it to me. She quickly covered her mamilla with her hands and turned around to demonstrate me her back. 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I held her gently on her lower hips. Her publicise coxa. Saviour Christ her skin is so soft and warm ...

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

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

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

'' I do n't cerebrate you 're a kid ... '' With a body like that ? She 's all cleaning woman, all the time. `` But, you need to admit it easy with that back. I do n't want any stitches to make out out. '' I could n't think of anything else to say. I mean, people are probably to do back at any here and now. Yes, I fucked some of the other girls, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' Arms up. ``

She raised her weapons system, 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 mamilla until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

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

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

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

I chuckled inwardly. Menage-a-twat ! I 'd care to menage her twat ... We heard a kerfuffle as people were coming back inside.

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

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

'' No, she does. Honest. I 'll be masturbating this night. mentation of that big tool everyone says you have. Get ready for Payton, it 's her turn 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 whip thing that could occur, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

'' Those boy are Very nice. Very nice. They tell me they want the Sister to live with them. What do you think ? ``

'' I 'm a little pertain. We have to strengthen their building area, it 's not very secure right hand now. And we need to cultivate those son 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 days I think it would be okay. We need to start taking back the town anyway. Would be near to own a forward root there. We 've got radiocommunication. We could hook them up with a set of solar venire. It could solve. ``

We had a dainty dinner party of beef stroganoff, from my supply of dehydrated food. Canned Prunus persica for dessert. Also had lots of vodka and yield juice.

Erin found the tablet, touched the screenland a few metre, and the adjacent thing you know, Rihanna is blasting from the verbalizer. It 's a party !

The boys shoved the table to one side, and we had a dancing floor. Rihanna 's meter were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a professional dancer or anything, but I do suffer rhythm. So I was able-bodied to hazard 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 sound !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't care I like the smelling of it !
spliff and stones may fall in my clappers
But mountain range and whips excite me ! ``

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

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

With all the `` Ooh baby, child '' verse line, it was getting crazy. Erin jumped up on the table and took off her T-shirt and shook her well-chosen fiddling booby for everyone to see ! The boy were dancing with their girlfriend, but it was kind of a free-for-all. We were n't really partnered up, just mashing all togther. And there was heap of bumping and grinding, and 'getting all up'on me, the boy, and the lady friend on each other in some serious dirty dancing.

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

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

Erin grabbed her shirt and put it back on, grabbed her AR and dashed upstairs to the ceiling. 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 cerebrate she was the best gun for the job. She 's probably right, but still, it felt funny.

3 Zeds were at the rampart of the family. soul had n't locked the gate.

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

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

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

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

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

When I opened the door to my piffling computing machine room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was stark nude, sitting on the air mattress with her back up against the pillows and the paries. Her right manus was lazily playing with her plane kitty-cat while her entrust hand toyed with a nipple.

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

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

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

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

'' Keep going, '' I said. Watching a charwoman masturbate is one of my bang-up pleasure in lifespan. I do n't get to see it often enough.

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

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

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

I settled into the office chair. `` Just peach a little. enjoin me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? Show me. ``

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

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to lick me concentrated ... and put your tongue on my clit ... and bite it a little ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her fingerbreadth slipped inside her pussy as she talked.

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

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

'' And I want to soak up your cock and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her finger out of her pussy and daintily put one in her mouth. Her sassing enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it houseclean of her juice. She did that to the early two.

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

'' Yes infant, tell me more. ``

I went and stood on the air mattress, straddling her, my cock just a infantry from her grimace. Pre-cum oozed from the tip. I ran my finger up the main vena, a few drop cloth 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 of her, her digit were making such a slurpy noise as they drove in and out of her puss.

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

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

'' I fucked her from buttocks. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck fuck fuck ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her cunt ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Jesus that was dead on target ? ``

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

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

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

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

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was cool to make out person almost as big as me. But her strong legs were like jelly as I pounded her kitty into submission.

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

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

She, Payton, had no estimation anybody else was in there as she was in the throes of raptus. I rolled Payton on her back again so I could see her look when I fucked her. She held on to me wet, never opening her optic. I squeezed her tits as I lay on her, the nipples hard as fucking sway. Then I reached around and grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her tightly and going deeper into her cunt. I easily slipped a finger up her ass. She responded by kissing me hard.

I risked a coup d'oeil to the side of meat ; Erin was in full onanism style as her hand Dove in and out of her pussy.

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

She opened her eyes for the 1st time in about 10 minutes as she watched me settle in between her luscious jugful. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left hand. Payton kind of laughed but did n't look to mind.

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

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

Payton pushed her breast tight around my dick, 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 stage. She lapped at her snatch as I fucked the shit out of her tits.

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

I was about at the end of my rope. I reached down and pulled on her nipples as Payton squeezed her tits. Pulled on the fuckers pretty hard. Payton yelped as my cum shot into her mouth and on her Kuki-Chin. She moaned more as Erin 's glossa made her cum. I shot some more cum onto her side, then pulled back and dropped some loads on her big soft tits.

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

Payton just lay there in intimate fulfilment, enjoying her lifelike high. She swallowed the cum in her mouth, but the rest of it was streaming down her face.

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

Erin bent down and greedily licked it from Payton 's face, lips and cervix. She then drooled it into Payton 's rima oris, 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 Savior, daddy, '' said Erin. `` I really like this ! I 've never touched a womanhood before this. ``

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

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

Payton roused out of her stupor to notice Erin.

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

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

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

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

I began to experience a bit redundant ... but then, later, they made up for it.

- - -

The adjacent morning we had powdered orchis, freeze-dried ham, and flannel-cake. All courtesy of mommy Gayle, with some help from Lorrie, of course of instruction. That shit is not bad, pretty tasty, even. Considering the destiny. The IHOP was, after all, run by Zach and Zed and Zena, at this point.

So this day, we hooked up the snow plough to the Unimog. Too many numb bodies in the street, you know. We scored tons of plywood at the hardware store to barricade the victor 's memory board. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the due east end of Main street. It already had some followers. The assuredness thing about the Mog is its tiptop. No topic what the Zeds do, they ca n't stop in. They ca n't break the crank. They ca n't climb into the cab. So we Parked it in the middle of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for serious long grasp and stopping power. Also had an AR, and the curb 22. The estimate was, they would jump shooting at Zach, which would bestow more than Zachs, and they would stay fresh shooting. Lorrie would get some real on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Lewis Henry Morgan, and James Wyatt went down to a side street at the whole former end of the minor town. We pulled up to the end menage. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boy had pitchforks. We also had pistols, all of us. The idea, though, was to go hush and check into the houses.

The first base one was a bit of bar. Tapped on the door, all repose. The family was unlocked, nobody inside. We checked for medicines and nutrient, found a pretty good stash of cans. Some full food in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No medicament. No weapon. Some old peeress clothes, that 's about it. We stacked the cans on the porch for later pickup.

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

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

Found a little food, a .38 six-shooter with 9 shells, some 42-year old playboy, and some dirty clothes. But we took everything we could encounter. Candles, aluminum foil, baggies, toilet theme, matches, dog food.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We left, Gayle snickered and patted me on the laughingstock. `` he-man, '' she whispered and laughed.

We went through 30 to a greater extent houses, but no other living ethnic music. Lots of utterly organic structure, though ; man and zombie. Did get a becoming 1911 like mine, four hunt rifles in several calibers with a few boxes of shells for each.

Suddenly, the radio crackled to life.

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

We piled into the Jeep and shot back towards main street. We got some more info from Erin ; they had moved the truck to try and get a secure location to blast from.

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

'' I know Michael, I 'm no-count. But Lorrie 's trapped. Hurry ! ``

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

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

We broke into the down floor of the real estate office. I killed two zeds with my Crovel. I could hear more of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` Look out below '' and threw a mates more zee down the stairs. gunfire followed as Erin or someone killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The zee were now converging on us. We each fired our pistol until they were empty. The floor was slippery from all the ichor and Albert Gore Jr., but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed header. I worked my way into what seemed a sleeping accommodation, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a wall, holding back two zombies with just her rifle barrel. weeping and screaming, she was going to turn a loss the engagement in the side by side few seconds as the combined weight of the two big man living dead was probably 400 pounds.

I hacked at a nearby zombie spirit, then leapt on to the bed. I hacked with all my might on the zed closest to Lorrie, burying my Crovel so voiceless I could n't get it back out from Zach 's trunk. I yanked out my Marine Corps 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 lifespan, Lorrie sobbed into my neck.

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

'' Come on ! physique a perimeter ! What have I been talking to you about for the last 4 twenty-four hours ? And somebody go get my Crovel ! ``

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

We laid Lorrie on the counter, checking for morsel, but she was realise. Her mom held her, they rocked together slowly in an old rocking electric chair by the presence door.

I sat down and held my head in my hands. Christ I almost fucked up again ! We need Thomas More training before we can do this kind of affair !

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

zombi moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

I talked with the topical anaesthetic son after dinner. I wanted to find out what commercial endeavour were in townsfolk or nearby. Gas Stations, memory, welding shops, sporting goods stores, engine repair workshop, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her room. I told her no, sit down with me and listen. I apologized to her. She cried. We made up. Then we talked strategy.

After a couple minute, we did more P90 training, except for Lorrie. fountainhead, she did a modified adaptation. She is n't all that pliable yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any felicity right then.

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Chapter 9 - The Recovery
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The following three days raced by. I took a team of Sir Thomas Wyatt, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two former nearby towns, just a little swelled than ours. They were as bad or worse than our little town. There 's a larger Ithiel Town to the north of us, but I imagine they are inundated with ezed.

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a tough face screen and you could babble with them. They were much lighter than motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still wear goggles with them. We found all kinds of inking pad and protective equipment for the legs and branch, also. The object was to score ourselves hard to bite.

vertebral column at the ranch, we all put on our gear for real live preparation. First, everyone got used to hitting me on the mind with broomsticks. Did n't even attain me through my helmet, but everyone got lots of punch in.

At the Lawnmower repair shop, we got lots of lawnmower blade. We trimmed up one end to fit the gal littler hands, then wrapped it in paracord to cook a nice grip. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like stopping point. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some yard rakes, the elusive form, not grass rakes. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the middle ones facing forward. I thought this would get in handy.

Then we had one-v-one training, with go 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 somebody, if it was your turn you got what you got.

organism generally unforesightful, except for Payton, the girlfriend were having a tough time with a one-shot putting to death ; Zed 's arms were too long. The missy learned to hack off an arm or two first, then go for the kill. Or kick them in the articulatio genus so Zed fell down. Then it was an easy kill shot.

Then they tried it with the blood. a lot adept ! Hard golf shot to the genu, down they went. Then they were easy pickins for a rake-shot to the school principal. So that became our primary tactics ; rake them out in the out-of-doors, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

reputation from the outside world were disheartening. Entire cities like New York had fallen into complete shamble. The internet was pretty limited. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Silicon valley cat always had great security.

The HAM radio account were fearful. Mostly just lonely calls from people in worry. We could n't go aid them, nobody was around us. After a while we quit turning it on.

- - -

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

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

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

And they brought out all form of good stuff. Including stewardess Donettes ! And hostess Cherry pie !

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

Erin laughed. `` think the circuit K shop ? I swiped some goodies for you then. '' She hugged me severe and I hugged her back. She cried a little, then everyone else gave me a picayune present. They were mostly from the computer hardware store in townspeople, but it was awesome. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting wind cone, a canteen, some other betting odds and last. Some Drakkar Noir from Gayle and Lorrie.

'' Where 'd you get this ? '' I chuckled. I did n't have intercourse they still made this. It was form 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 just health. Although I may not wear the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a just nose, did n't want to cave in him any extra hints.

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

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

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

- - -

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Something very warm and fleshy squished into my rear as she reached around me for the Georgia home boy and that scrubby, fluffy thing that you wash with. It could only be her breast. Jesus, they covered a lot of real number estate, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my back, slowly but firmly pushing. My cock was lengthening a petty with anticipation.

She washed my weapons system as they hung by my side.

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

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

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

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

I was foiled as her paw traveled back around to my lower back. But then, I was delight as she rubbed my ass cheeks.

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

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

'' Wow Daddy, '' she said. `` You 're all knockout even back here ! ``

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

'' You like this, daddy ? ``

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

'' No lover. Just one. Up to the first metacarpophalangeal joint. So about one inch or less ... '' Well it felt like Rebel The Wad himself was back there. Jesus. I 'll be a little more measured with fille in the future when fucking their asses.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

'' sanctum fuck. I mean. Yes ! Of path ! Just admiring the persuasion ! ``

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

I forgot all about style and gentility and the soap, I just grabbed her and held her from the vertebral column, running my script all up and down her hanging tits, stomach, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

My left hand massaged a tit as my rightfield hand 's fingers slipped up inside her. Deliverer she was so wet interior. Her stiff nipple tried to stand up to my tweaking, but I pinched and rolled it all around, causing Gayle to groan softly.

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

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

'' Well, you 've got all these teenagers to sleep together, and they 're so much ... fuddled than me ... ''

I spread her ass cheeks and buried my facial expression between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussy, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my lingua up her ass and up her snatch, she seemed to like that. I form of settled in with my thumb in her butt and concentrated my lip and tongue on her twat. Her tangy spirit covered my facial expression as I tried to burrow into her slit. Again, I was beaming I had stocked up so many razors, not a hair in sight.

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

I squeezed the diddly-shit out of both her ass cheeks as I continued eating her out. Tight fiddling skinny lady friend are heavy. No doubt. But a womanhood with curves, that 's the one for me !

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

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

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

'' FUCK ! I 'm cumming cumming oh ass I 'm cumming oh love oh nooky ! ``

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

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

I fondled her lusciously enceinte pap, and then clamped my sassing down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit strong, drawing as very much as I could into my mouth.

'' I love that Michael ! sucking them backbreaking ! Pinch them ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I could n't hold it. I came.

As always, that first guesswork felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my venous blood vessel. Each subsequent spurt felt incredible, too. Gayle felt my red-hot shots enter her snatch as I pumped more and more sperm into her.

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

My dick began to shrivel a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to lick my shaft before the shower washed us clean. I could see she got a unspoiled serving down her throat.

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

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

We soaped up and actually washed ourselves and finished the shower. We dried ourselves and Gayle sat at the little professorship to fix her look. She looked so cute, pegleg crossed, breast hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a Whitney Young boy watching mommy get ready. My cock felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, love ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

'' Oooo ... does that feel punter female child ? Mmmmm ... yes it does ... pitiful things ... mmmmm ... that mean old man was slapping you wretched girls ... oh but this feels sooo gooood. ``

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

I squirted a pretty great load right onto her nipple, then a span smaller ace, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her boob as she leaned over and licked my cock 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 tense'and sang along with all the a capella birdcall, the girls were all sort of airheaded and a bit strange. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat next to me during the flick, with her daughter Lorrie on my other side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would bechance. But I did n't stimulate to wait long.

Gayle opened my door and strode in. Do n't get me untimely, I was sword lily to see her. But I was also not fix 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 petty. And pulled her terrycloth robe a little tighter. Did n't matter. You could still see her womanly appeal lurking underneath.

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

We talked about a lot of thing, but mostly about our spot and what my programme were for the future. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of oeuvre. What we really needed was a way to make a zombi spirit free area so that we could then get down farming operations. Plus we now had fortune of new mouths from town that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the people we met were prissy, but generally a bit old. Still, some of them had farming backcloth. But other than the Master 's sons, we had n't found anyone near the girls ages.

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

'' wellspring I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got form of defensive. `` I think we 've got a very shooter at making something -- ''

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

'' Oh ... yeah, I get that. But I guess she 's only got slim pickins right now. Mr. Olson today was bingle. But he was what, 55 ? ``

'' Yeah. Just what I want for Lorrie ! But no. I had somebody else in my psyche. ``

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

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

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

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

'' Gayle ... I do n't bonk 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 find about this ? ``

'' She 's head over heals in passion with you. Most of the girls are attracted to you, but she 's actually in passion. ``

She 's in beloved with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two main issues here. Number One is, you, Gayle. And Number Two, I 'm not certain I 'm ready to settle down just yet. I mean, I will at some point, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to keep our group going. I do n't eff if I have time for a true family relationship. It 's umm ... it 's reasonably easy right now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the door. ``

Gayle rolled her eyes.

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

Gayle kind of made a discomfited face.

'' No, I mean nothing bad about Lorrie. But I do n't know her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't look so surprised. We get along pretty fricking slap-up. And, I think the bang-up sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't mean you had to marry Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. keep back it in mind. ``

'' So if she comes a-knocking at my door some night ... you 're ... what ? ``

'' I 'm mulct with that ! Just .... be light on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a virgin. ``

I thought about our gun-cleaning session a week ago. Lorrie seemed pretty quick to undress.

'' You sure about that ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, she would 've told me. ``

'' So, if you want me for her, what was up with the shower today ? That does n't seem to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the quietus of her wine-coloured. `` I 'm not perfective. I had this vision of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't sound good at all, does it ? I mean, I at to the lowest degree wanted you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds kind of stupid now that I say it out loud. ``

I drank the quietus of my Pinot grape and poured us both some more.

Have I mentioned how gorgeous Gayle is ? My dad was a motor horn dog in his day, even as an older man. He like the full-figured gals like Marilyn, Mamie, Rita, etc., but his darling was the Italian infant, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a fair resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly things like bolt down a bunch of zombies with your bare fists and come back for your reward. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go flavor her up. Sophia, I mean. ensure out some of the younger delineation of her, when her hair is somewhat straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's pap are braggart. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the room a bit, then I knelt down in front of Gayle 's chair.

'' Gayle. '' I placed my hand on her cheek. `` Even if I fell in love with your daughter, and wanted to spend the rest of my life with her ... how could I possibly only make dear to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her fully mouth. Her paw came up to me, she ran her finger through my hair.

Our lips pressed a little firmer together and our angelic osculation turned a picayune hotter as I moved into her a little more. I broke the kiss, only to get a slightly different Angle and take up kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her lower lip, and sucked it into my sassing, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her back against the wall. With both my hands gently holding her face, I kissed her with passion and warmheartedness like I 'd never felt up before.
Gayle had slipped her custody underneath my jersey and dragged her fingernails across my cover. Then she continued to kiss me as she pulled me close to her.

'' Deliverer, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an apothecaries' ounce of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being nice. ``

She slipped my t-shirt over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` Stand over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a baby ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk light, in just my faded denim with a bulging crotch.

'' bout around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a little for her.

'' Sweet Jesus of Nazareth, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, nobody 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your perspective, Gayle. ``

'' picking up those exercising weight, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a couple 30 pounding dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few Robert Curl for her, some standing presses, I turned my vertebral column to her and did some lateral flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her right hired man gently rubbing her left breast, and her left index finger in between her front teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's variety of cool to live I turn on a chick. 38 years 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 nominal head of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my weapons system, like I was going to carry her over a threshold. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one virgin in my unhurt spirit. It did n't go so well. great deal of painful sensation. shout. Shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so placid with adult female ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm frightening. So, you really want me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the right word ? Deflower your girl ? ``

'' I ca n't think of anyone I 'd rather have do it, '' she said, twirling her fingerbreadth through my hair.
I kissed her her on the back talk for a few moments.

'' You want me to, fuck your daughter ? '' Long ... kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to have to suck her breast for a real foresighted metre. '' Kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to lick her slit. '' Kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suck in my stopcock. '' Kiss with some tongue ...

'' She will be good, I promise. ``

'' How do you know ? ``

'' I 've made her practice. On bananas and cucumbers. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No shit ? ``

'' No shit. I told her it was an important skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing status, but we kept close and kissed more. I undid the belt on her robe, sliding my helping hand between her smooth pelt and the gown. I cupped her ass impertinence and pulled her to me, she could feel my erection now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to cover up or anything.

'' Not always so nice. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my denim as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down adjacent to each other, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just have it off titmouse. All tits. There 's just something about them that drives me ball. Yeah, big surprise. But more than almost guys, I love them. I love to drub, and nibble, and twirl my tongue around them. And they all feel so unlike. Some are business firm, some are really squishy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would understudy sucking nicely to sucking as a good deal 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 fourth dimension on the tit, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could nurse them for time of day ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' the Nazarene no. It 's like the best massage in the world. Only better. I 'm a thousand percent relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How good is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

well, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her tits and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's external respiration increased, so did my energy. When she panted a little, I grabbed her puss. With my ribbon on her clit, I slipped a digit in between her lips and frigged her nicely. Then a little harder and faster as I bit down on a big teat of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' Suck the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left tit up to her facial expression and drew in her own pap to her sassing. God I love that.
I rubbed her kitty-cat faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a couple more minutes when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few sentence. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic waves washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' waiting, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me rest ... too ... sensitive ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a good time for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her stage and guided my turncock to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... Jesus of Nazareth she was so wet I just slid properly in.

'' Michael ... just a instant ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh roll in the hay .... ''

As my free weight set down on her, our renal pelvis rubbed, re-igniting her button. Gayle thrashed around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't form any real words, just moans and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say diddley but it was too much exertion. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck other guys. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend English. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of bozo. '' I sped up my pounding to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy fuck ! Oh shit Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of clock time, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking toilsome. `` She should n't ... oh jesus Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it sprain you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her chest, sticking my pussy-sopping stopcock 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 tit, your ass, oh that 's decent babe yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy cunt ... and not just once but a lot of times. ``

Well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this stage, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on Mommy Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a torrent down her throat. Load after load of hot squirt stroke into her sassing. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

trousering, she rose up to catch her breath.

Then she called me an asshole and Slapped my brass !

She sat there, all defiant, her eyes gleaming. I was fucking turned on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her face down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her branch and shoved my cock back into her cunt. Gayle arched her back as I entered her, and she moaned out loud. I was rather affect with myself, even though I just came, I was ready for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at night ... with her in the room ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your cunt ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a right mom. ``

'' You 're a great mom ... a nooky great mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No answer. I forced my deal under her abdomen so I could grab her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's haywire ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her torso is so loyal ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to suck shaft ... ''

'' No Michael ... stop it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm sure enough. ``

'' Stop it ... please oh shit oh take a crap oh shit I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her cunt ... man ca n't you almost taste it ? '' I pulled my script from Gayle 's pussy and rubbed it on her rim, cheeks, pushed my finger's breadth inside her mouth so she could taste it all.

'' You want to try out her ... '' I began cumming inside her snatch. Her cunt bulwark gripped my peter and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh know yes ... get it on yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the second time, filling up her pussy with flaming hot sperm.
After a couple second, Gayle wriggled a bit and asked `` Would you mind ... ? '' So I rolled off her. To my surprise, she went down and cleaned up my cock with her knife and back talk, sucking up the combine cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, assist yourself to my sperm anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making love to me. This will be the last clip. I want ... I want Lorrie to have a chance. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the death metre, we fucked again in the morning.


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Chapter 10 - The engagement
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The following day was moving day for the Dr. Johnson sisters. We got the Masters place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and live. I 'll admit to some jealousy there, those chicks were pretty baseless little honies !

So we spent most of the day trying to choke up off the townspeople. We 'd been to every firm, killed every zombie inside the dwelling house, sheds, b, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always more living dead. 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 fiendish picayune killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a miserly smirch where we are protected, but we can vote down them with marijuana cigarette or shaft or something. ``

'' mastermind ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to rise up something and then fall down. So the pin kills to the highest degree of them. Or at least fall apart their wooden leg or backs. That would save, ammo, right ? ``

The girlfriend kind of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ravel and jump ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me think. '' I had it. So dewy-eyed, it just might work.

'' smart as a whip ! Lorrie, it 's brilliant. We get some cargo ships containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a orthogonal metro. We tilt them up at, like a ten or twenty stage 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 infantry high school and they walk out the end of the last container right into flimsy air. They smash on the earth -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a gruelling landing home ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the area with fencing or more merchant marine containers ... ''

'' And when the area 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 peachy ass thought. Except, we did n't bear any shipping containers. Or a way to move them. Or a Grus to stack them.

Eh, minor details.

- - -

We cleaned up more of the town. Not too many living folk music, but it 's good to rid of the lurkers. Zed likes to creep around and sour up in the most bizarre places, so it 's good to suffer him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as zealous a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her guns, Lorrie really wanted it done up close and personal. She wanted to look into their dead eyes as they died again.

We had cleared out a section of houses, then we went back to them to check for salvageable stuff. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this courteous old house, checking things out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not sure what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't imagine there will be any Thomas More. I do n't know ... ''

'' Whaddya mean value you do n't know ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a little steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I assure her that her mom wants US to hook up ?

'' Well, you guys are great together, it would be skillful to hold a genuine pappa ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my very daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never mind, it 's fine. It 's fine ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nonentity can close you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the mansion some more. It 's kind of sad, looking through a short mortal 's life.
Usually, we just look for safe where we might receive guns, trunk for ammunition, kitchens for food etc. But this star sign was different. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this sign. I mean really. I could live in this house if it were n't for the damn zombies. ``

'' Wyatt said it was once the Mayor 's house. The town built it a long time ago for the then current city manager to know in. But later, it got bought by some rich hoi polloi ... 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 span outfits. `` She had some appreciation. Where in this town would she bear this stuff ? This is like, New York City, 20 years ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some groan from the street.

'' Duty calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' Remind me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, Mr. ! '' She waggled her big leaf blade at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the computer hardware store for lunch, now re-named passkey and Johnson, in laurels of the upcoming hymeneals between the sea captain boy and the Dr. Johnson sisters. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a minute ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two pulley-block back to that nice house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a duet affair from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quickie ! Am I old word already ? ``

'' You 're never old news show, my slight darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's OK, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a blackness dress, fitted, with some unhinged slash. sort of like that Demi Douglas Moore dress from 20 geezerhood ago. And I grabbed a duad of squeamish heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's OK ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a oddball. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a nice necklace, too. `` You 'll want these, too. ``

We stashed everything in the Jeep. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' Stop smiling, dad, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your plan, Daddy-man ? You going to take her to dinner ? Not many restaurants open right now ... ''

'' Well, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' eccentric. Ok, I 'll recollect of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

- - -

We spent the relief of the day getting the Dr. Johnson baby and the Masters brother situated. I let them give two solar panels and a deep hertz battery so they could have light and charge up stamp battery. We got them some food and water system, too.

Eventually, the repose of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the Jeep. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting shower bath and having a cocktail or two as we played some music videos on the TV. It was sort of cool. At one point, Erin dragged a bundle into my computer way that included the frock and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her tits and said `` Do n't forget about me, Daddy ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her pussy through her camo pants a footling bit.

'' Ooooh Daddy ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the shower bath ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can savor it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the wall, little bitch. Spread em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underwear. I undid her pants and yanked them down to expose her ass. I could see her puss lips, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous little dummy with my provide hand and with my right, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, Daddy ... yes ... touch me ... ''

While squeezing her tit hard, I gently rubbed her pussy sass, feeling her moisture already, my hand spread them apart. I pinched her teat hard and held on to it tightly, and slipped my fingerbreadth up to her clit. I massaged her cunt like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' unruffled infant ... stay quiet ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just pop. Just Daddy feeling up his little girl ... His bad slight girl ... and her wet slit ... dada likes her wet cunt ... yes ... he will lick it again soon ... yes Daddy likes her cunt ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, Daddy, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, Daddy ... but do n't turn back ... fuck me anywhere I do n't care, papa ... even If you marry Lorrie, just roll in the hay me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her cunt harder, squishing around in all her kitty drippings. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a good girl ... you like me squeezing your tits ? ``

'' Yes Daddy ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the time. We shower together, and I pee on her pap in the shower. You should see us Daddy ... you should pee on her bosom, too ... oh god ! red cent shit tell on shite ! I 'm cumming pa cumming so dependable oh mother fucker oh turd ! ``

Erin soaked my bridge player with her succus. I slipped my soak middle finger right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in front of me, to suck my fully raging cock. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet hand. She licked it clean of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might need this later, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her knickers, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the lounge a few minutes later, nobody seemed to acknowledge. I took my shower.

I came from my shower and met Erin again, who handed me a nice cold Coors Light.

'' Well thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boys and young lady for dinner. You know, help them out with their first repast and stuff. ``

Nice plan, Erin ! What a good girl she is ...

'' fountainhead, who 's going ? I 'm sort of measure, but I do n't be intimate if I like the idea of us separating, especially at night. ``

true statement was, Zach had been pretty calm lately, we seemed to stimulate killed to the highest degree 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 conquer 22, my 1911, my leaf blade. The rest of us will be armed also. We 'll be adept ! '' She winked at me.

'' Well maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to detain with her. We need you up here to string up. ``

I thought about it for a few instant, hoping to produce it look salutary. `` wellspring, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over plans and rules. I was n't too concern, but I did n't need anything stupid to chance. And you can always count on Zach to bring in affair stupid.

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We all said goodby to each early as the chemical group went to down to chit-chat the professional and LBJ Hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a little headache. goose egg sober. I 'm going to roost in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to cause us some dinner, I 'll direct you in a shell ? ``

'' Sounds upright, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few minutes later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked great in her khaki shortstop 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. `` fountainhead are n't you just a lamb man ? I would bang to ! ``

I picked up the southern drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from Lone-Star State so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` wellspring darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a short something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too kind, sir ! I would just be enchant ! I mean, after all, what kind of dinner party outfit is one with ancestry on it ? ``

We walked to my room, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on dry land did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not important. What is important is that dinner is in one hour, and I do n't want to see fell nor whisker of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shoo away her out of the way. I had things to do !

Within the side by side minute, I whipped up some freeze dried kick stroganoff, canned corn whisky, and honest-to-goodness Bisquick biscuit ! Then I perked myself up a little, shaved, put on my near shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty good, if I must say so.

In precisely one minute, Lorrie made her entrance. And what an entree !

The dress, black. The design, bare berm, with about one-inch shoulder strap that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's ample cleavage. Tight around her stomach, flowing over her hips, and ending just above her articulatio genus. Her bare peg stretched down to her satin black stiletto 3 inch heels. Her rich browned haircloth tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally wavy way. Just a picayune makeup to highlight her eyes and some lip gloss to work her lips shiny.

I could n't speak. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a act a few foot away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I calculate okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hall, her hands clasped and her eyes shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. commodity God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so come upon ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a piffling wafture at that point. `` Good night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' wellspring, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me flustered ! `` How about I escort you to the lounge where we can get a cocktail. ``

She went into her southerly stress again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the legal age for souse drinkable is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a peace policeman, I shall rick 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 hired hand lingering on her soft skin. She put in the cope with earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't think that this was ever potential again ! I feel like royal house or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her warm shank as she snuggled close. I made us some Grey Goose gimlets over ice. It 's a simple drink, just vodka and Rose 's lime succus, but it 's honorable and to the point.

We sipped our swallow, told each other funny story little stories, talked about old clip. The matter was, she had a way of making me look interesting. But it was n't forced, she seemed sex about what I had to say. She was either very secure at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a photographic plate of food back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner party with a cool down chardonnay. I find White wine-coloured to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me report of near-misses with boys ; tons of young man but almost were scared of her or too stupid to know what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your classes ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some concern 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 shit came down ... '' She waved her paw at the vile outside world.

'' What about you, why is there no missis around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had trouble remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the right hand one, I guess. ``

'' And what bout now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't appear to be having any distaff problems right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your favourite ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to answer that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A gentleman does n't kiss and tell apart. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her articulation trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an answer. But I was having a strong prison term concentrating with all her tit physique and segmentation jab through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest girl here. Prettiest girl anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some practice I could be as good as her in bed, I 'm sure as shooting ! I 've watched lots of videos, and, ohmygod I should shut up ! I 'm so embarrassed ! ``

I stood up and held out my bridge player to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some soft euphony, this old 70s group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my mitt to her shank as hers clasped around my neck. We swayed gently for a few second, and I pulled her closer to me.

Her body melted into mine, her massive pectus pressed into mine. Her hair smelled delicious, some blushful shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a trivial social station as we 're working hard killing Zeds. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My stopcock began to twitch. And to fill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a second babe. '' I had to reach in and adjust my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable office. `` All just now. ``

'' You get, hard 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 pelvis contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hand down her rear, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my life, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my cheek and lingered for a moment. I turned slightly and met her lips with mine. Oh god, she was so diffuse and warm. She opened her mouth slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each early. My right hired man came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a brace of my fingers.

After a few moments, our lip parted. But I pressed my forehead to hers, maintaining a very adumbrate stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me laborious, her mouth working me over. Her hot clapper licked my upper lip, then darted inside my oral fissure. I tried to writhe her knife with mine as our passion increased. I grabbed both her ass impudence full on and grinded my cock into her. She responded with a little gasp, and then proceeded to fellate my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The account of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me save this persona of the chronicle. I was taking creative penning in school when all of this went down and, so, I think the narration needs my skin senses. So yes, I was completely in pup love with Michael at this point. I was also a virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a penis inside me. I had had other things, like Mom 's purpurate vibrator, her deoxyephedrine dildo, a Cucumis sativus, and some other associate, um, 'items'inside me. But not a real penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in love with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this full point and I was just past 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Christ 's interest. In those honest-to-goodness Clarence Day, I think he was alike prepare to collect Social Security ! ( I 'm sure he will be spanking me at about this pointedness when he reads this. )

well, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something other hoi polloi had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very eminent standards. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the business 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 story of Wyatt Earp and his brother. It starred Kurt Russel as Sir Thomas Wyat, and had lots of former cool masses in it. But the reason I 'm telling you this, is because this is the first time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to write his name and draw in flowers around it. I used to save my name and his name together, and I would compose 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill pages with inwardness and flowers ! So you do n't sleep with him ? He was Virgil Earp. Tall, slightly graying hair, and THAT voice ! trench baritone, Texas accent, and his type was just a blooming MAN about everything. He was also in Ghost rider ( my second favorite movie, behind Tombstone ) as the guy in the graveyard who tells Nicholas Cage what 's going on with everything. He did a bunch of TV commercial, including Ram hand truck for the last few years right up to the zombie Crash.

I do n't know where he is now, but I 'm sure he 's in Texas doing just all right. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega crush on some old movie actor.

Fast forward till now. We girl were on the run from the zombies, and we were losing mass left and correct. You ca n't even guess the brat and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained much about 'the crash'of civilization in this storey. ) He was all set up there in his dugout boozing cold beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were approximate death at every step. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb a fence. I could feel hot blood running down my back and I could see the care in everyone 's center as we tried to find a menage to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this house, and then passing out. I have glimpses of things from then on, but I 'm not sure if they are my literal memories or fake single since I 've heard the news report so many times.

What I do call back is waking up and not knowing what the screwing was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty much fabrication in a inundation of what smelled wish pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a foreign room I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to fill up me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our animation at the very finally possible moment before we were all eaten alive. He had taken us to a secure plaza that had food, water, electrical energy, movies, 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 time a little while subsequently that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the Nox before getting me some medicament, and he was now training the girls in shooting skills so they could all kill zombies.

So here 's the scene : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a TEXAS accent mark ! Not real strong, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got blue jean on and some kind of army sweater on, and military-looking boots. His air, his demeanor, he was just ... well he was n't a pussycat, I can state you that ! His bighearted face appeared bowl over about something, and yet he was pure sweetness and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a finger around my ear, pushing my hair off my facial expression and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the following couple of days, while I 'm recovering, stories start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the young woman, and he 's got a big screwing turncock. So let 's retread. Big stopcock, well-favored guy, tall, Texas accent mark, has his poop together, kills zombie without batting an eye, saves damsels in severe distress, the likes of musicals and retro rock, is apparently good at pleasing the ladies, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 honorable things to one not-so-great thing. Fortunately, I 've had a life long love involvement with my older Sam, so that one thing is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally read/write head over heels, efflorescence prison term in love life with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was convince him that I was so a great deal sound than the 8 hot baby already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No job whatsoever, right ? Especially for an injured virgin like myself !

Things went along for a time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really need to look at me at time. Now, I do n't desire to appear like all stuck up and shit, but I 'm pretty damn cute. I was thinking it was maybe my pinhead. bozo are so weird. They seem to like boobs, but if you 've got over-sized ones like I do, they just make fun of you or get all stupid or, I do n't be intimate what. I know there 's guys who think that 'more than a handful is a waste', and then there 's guys who just have it off massive titmouse. How do I make love this while remaining a virgin ? Simple ! I watch a lot of porn and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few details of their solely time together. I knew she was struck ( her word, not mine ) but she also knew it was just kind of a fling ; Michael did n't seem to need to get too attached at this point. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot cat, I would n't just get back down with one and tell the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in erotic love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. belatedly at night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could listen mom giving herself an orgasm. Squishy sounds in a pocket-size room, can only be one thing, ya know ? Sometimes she would whisper his name. Then she 'd fall asleep. Of course, that got me very horny so then I 'd consume to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingers in my cunt and spread my climax around my sloshed tit. Then, I lick them make clean. I think it 's very sexy. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a little twist. After I swallow down my juices, I like to just hug my boobs to my face, like soft warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my mammilla more, but usually they just console me. to the highest degree nights I drift off to kip that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'aid was to become a world-champion zombie spirit slayer. And so when my back healed I worked very severe and listened to everything he said and I got fucking good at it ! Erin is a ameliorate shooter than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the best of all the lady friend. My shaft are, a Gerber mini-machete and a farsighted mountain lion pole. On the pole, we worked up a spike with kind of a `` Tee '' on it. The movement is, I use the pole to try and pink down the Zed, then cut his fucking mind with the panga. If he 's really big and I ca n't knock him down, the pole at least hold on his weaponry off me while I hack them before I get to his dullard head.

I used to be kind of like a girly-girl, not very athletic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy concerns outside my little traffic circle of protagonist. In short, I was a narrow-minded twit. But hey, we can all change !

Now, I feel naked if I do n't own my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel nervous if I do n't also receive my Pole and my AR strapped on or within arm 's reach. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't mind saying it. I was just starting to recruit the world, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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okeh I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to write about my first intimate experience with another mortal, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's right, it 's his history and I 'm only a guest writer. Still, I just stood up and farted in his worldwide direction, just to learn him a lesson.

So where were we ... Ah yes ! The saltation ! I did n't go to my promenade because Chris got the flu, so I always felt bad about missing that. And missing the after-prom activeness ! But Chris was too shy and did n't screw what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Jesus Christ you people need to calm down.

So, Michael made us a light but wonderful dinner. Obviously, he did n't want us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the drinks, for surely. He was so kind, and sweet, and staring into my oculus, when he asked me to dance I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our consistency touched. He traced the scrape on my back from my neck down to my modest back. It was sexy, not receipts, and it just reminded me that this heroic man saved my life history on several social function now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could finger little stirrings in my pussy during dinner, but well Godhead I was on fire when we started dancing ! His strong arms wrapped around me, his manly fragrance enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me tight, my boob crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could experience something on his ripe leg. Something hard. I 'm sure it was his turncock, but I thought it was in the middle between his wooden leg, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a irregular, sister. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his hand down his own pant. `` All better now. ``

I was n't for certain what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of pornography, the cocks were usually just surd ; I did n't know how long it took to go from soft to hard. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This fourth dimension, I could feel all of his hardness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that hard. sanctum shit ! My nipple were operose, I can tell you that, and my pussy seemed to be on fervency, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The unenviable, mis-proportioned little girl ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his cheek, then he turned and he met me with his mouth. Our tongues danced and time seemed to stand still. Next matter I know both his script are on my ass impudence, and he 's pressing his hard hammer into my tummy. I moved a little sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a common slut. But I did n't like, it felt so GOOD !

We kissed for several proceedings, lost in each others lips. His workforce felt so unspoiled on my butt, squeezing hard, almost too hard but it not quite. My hands eventually drifted down his face, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare cutis for the first fourth dimension. He did n't bear an ounce of fat on him. I ran my hands up the front line of his chest, feeling the shape of his voiceless stomach and then the crestless wave of his hard pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice breast, Mr. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, little lady ! '' he responded. `` I do n't imagine you understand how good you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his weapon 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, bad looker. I was going to ask if you 'd help me launder the Jeep ? ``

'' Sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, pestiferous mouth. But this was n't the time for nicety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the landrover can waitress 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 grueling workplace, or so I hear. ``

He just smiled and set me down gently after we entered his way. He arranged the air mattress and turned on a soft light, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a naked man before ? In soul, I mean ? ``

I shook my head, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my head, yes.

'' okey, halt there, I 'll strip for you. ``

He unbuttoned his long arm shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare dresser. I could scarcely rest. He threw the shirt on the story. Kicked off his shoes, then pulled his air sock off.

'' lastly chance ! '' he said as he stood there with his hands on the fly of his jeans. `` You can still back out ! ``

In a slightly quiver voice, I answered. `` I might just down you where you stand if you stop now. ``

He laughed, but I think he saw I was n't kidding.

Turning his back towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his pants, slowly, slowly exposing the quip of his butt face. His ass was perfective. As he removed the trouser completely, I marveled at how the heftiness in his legs and butt flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his weaponry outstretched a small and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the case was a three-foot colossus cock.

Well, I was a virgin, think back ? It seemed like it was three base long. He told me later it 's about 8 inches. All I know is that it was far bigger than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to destruction of this thing, and wanting to devour it with my back talk and pussy.

Lust won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my knees when I got there. I just breathed in his olfactory property for a few import, strong, musky. My bridge player on his thighs, I knew from the pornos what I was supposed to do, but doing it for real is a unlike tarradiddle. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's Nice. ``

I began to make out with his cock, and my right manus came over to spellbind it. Jesus Christ ! The skin is so mild, but underneath is so hard ! How is this possible ? And the skin moves around on the outside a picayune, fascinating ...

Gathering up my courage, I opened my mouth and covered his altogether tip with my lips. trade good god, my oral cavity was open almost as much as it could, and I only had about an inch inside ! How do those girls deep throat like in the movies ? But it felt so nerveless, so good, and then I had a salty taste in my backtalk. 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 taste it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some woman seem to hate the taste perception of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer lovemaking it, though. I hoped I would like it.

After a couple transactions, Michael helped me second up to standing.

'' Baby, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this frock ? ``

He turned me around and undid the little hold in the back. After stepping out of my dress, he slid my underclothing off. The mo of truth was coming, he was going to see my oversized boobs in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy tinker's dam ! '' 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, perfective womanhood I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me tough again.

After a few moments, I broke the candy kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to take off oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm surely there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a sequence of result. And I want to do them all at some dot. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't trust I was all tongue-tie. Usually they ca n't keep out me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to kiss Thomas More ? Just tell 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 disseminate open. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weight on his arms. I could feel his tool bumping around down there, I opened my ramification as blanket as I could. He reached down to post his cock, and suddenly it was there at my entree. He rubbed it up and down my slit a few times, coating his cock with my juice. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` nooky me. ``

His cock inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never accept imagined. He pressed his hard prick further into me, pulling it back out a small and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was zilch like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me promote than I thought possible. I could n't breathe for a moment.

'' That, my dear, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a instant, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should give birth done more of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His tongue circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some pressure sensation, ahh that 's best, gave me a trivial ventilation room.

'' Bring your bosom up, '' he told me. He was resting on his men so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my sides, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my face, my tit pointing right at him. He bent his head down and kissed my left mammilla, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning dash went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my nipple to my cunt. His warm oral fissure engulfed my hard mamilla and he sucked it inside his mouth. As the 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 early, he tongued both of them frantically, 1st one and then the other. My pussycat felt like it was on ardour ! Suddenly, the slight ache down there was gone, replaced by a strong, sensory feeling.

Michael pulled his prick most of the way out. I was about to dissent when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Redeemer Christ, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could grab his ass and pull him into me. God it felt so make out good. I 've masturbated a few thousand metre but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his whole weightiness on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in complete control of me, I could n't move anything except my pelvis, up and down to encounter his strokes. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his rooster impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God damn I loved it.

Each stroke he ground into my clit. Each stroke I moaned or grunted or made some kind of guttural consonant, primal noise. My cunt was stretched to it 's boundary, but I did n't want him to lay off, no fuck way. At some point he reached for and found my left tit. He molested it with his paw so much that I cried out.

'' Sorry baby ! '' he panted.

'' clout on it harder goddamit ! '' I cried.

He pressed harder into my tit and pulled and yanked on it, then he brought it up to our faces so we could both see my nipple. Looking into my eyes, he encircled my rigid tit, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it feel better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my tit, then drew it in my rima oris and gently sucked it. I do this all the metre, but I always thought it was a picayune weird to suck in on your own physical structure parts. I did n't suppose anyone else would remember it was ok.

He told me to harbour onto that one while he brought my former tit up. I sucked on my left wing while he sucked on my right hand. His ass had slowed, but he was doing these longsighted, powerful strokes now, slamming into my body. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' Switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded titty, kissing in between.

'' grip them, baby ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his helping hand and started REALLY fucking me profligate and hard. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and tits as best I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the place as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his speed, I felt that wonderful sensation developing in my slit. 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 one thousand times, with the occasional 'Fuck me daddy'thrown in just for fun. As my climax neared, I arched my rachis and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my coming exploded throughout my body. As my snatch trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this recollective, stretched out orgasm that I had never even dreamed of before. I could n't pass off, I could n't sing, I could n't move, I was just a bunch of raw pleasure nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful pecker. Waves of cum spasms involuntarily wracked my body. I remember hearing a woman groaning and moaning, only to realize it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both hands and lifted my cunt up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his middle finger right up my asshole. It felt fantastic. From watching pornos, anal sex always looked occupy, but also very scary and something I could never show myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't seem all that far-fetched.

With a shout of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this fantastical hot belief in my kitty-cat. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His stopcock trembled many times, and I clenched hard powerful back at him, squeezing as sloshed as I could. Yes I was a virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my bomber, my substitute pappa, had fucked me and cum in my slit. I was felicitous beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his skin covered in a sluttish sweat. His iron stopcock seemed to have shrunk a picayune, or else I was so stretched, I could n't severalize. He kissed me a little, stroked my face with his digit, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' Baby, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to roll off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my stage around him.

'' bring me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his spinal column and brought me with him, still with his decreasing cock inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No honey, thank you ! You are awesome and this was fantastic and sanctum shit I ca n't believe it ... ''

'' It was serious, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was fantastic for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Jesus ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guys out. ``

Oh yeah, good idea. He probably should n't feature cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a torrent of lily-white cum poured out of me onto him, covering his cock, formal, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! trade good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't worry, I 'll clean it up. ``

With only a picayune hesitation, I licked up the foremost gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't wish it ? The first taste was okay, salty, thick, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also try out pussy juice, how sleep with aplomb is that ! Our juices were assorted together ! And, it was hunky-dory. In fact, it was thoroughly. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk stunner, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard pecker, he showed me how to fascinate it at the bottom and get-up-and-go towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the interior underground. Mmmmm, more cum right from the tap. When I got to his orb, he warned me to be well-to-do. chunk are so unearthly, so sore, and ... ugly ... but in a cool way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the hair and gave me a slight tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to have been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few second, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both thirsty, and even a lilliputian hungry. I put on his dress shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the clit just to keep it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his elbow room towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guy rope ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her piddling kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too inadequate for her and did n't cover up much on top, either. Her font looked a niggling rose-cheeked, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a secondly ! '' she said as she grabbed some cooky from a package. She glanced at Michael, who stood there stark naked with a gleaming half-hard cock, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that little tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few days ago, had kind of given him up so that I could be with him. The lone life macho-man within who knows how many knot, and who can bed like a admirer, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her hard. I cried a trivial, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was fantastic. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you give us a dyad minutes ? I 'll bring back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass work as he walked.

'' Honey ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. Tears of joy and happiness, but she did n't bonk that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't birth to devote him up, for me. I mean, he 's wonderful ! I could never do that, not in a million years ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh dearest, I just wanted you to have a shot at some happiness. With things the way they are, who knows what 's going to happen today, tomorrow, succeeding week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're happy, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my pilus, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so mild and Mommy-like, it was courteous to hold on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my screw God yes. You would n't believe how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would believe how aphrodisiacal he is ! ``

We chatted a little bit about sexy things and Michael, and then I asked her something that was bothering me.

'' So Mom. Uh. Anal sex. I um, I want to do it. Tonight. I want to chip in him everything. But, how do you, um, get ready ? I mean we do n't cause any Astroglide like you use at home ... ''

'' What do you stand for ? 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 in effect spank.

'' Well, the truth is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' fountainhead, deary. I 'm a small elderly, and when women get older they do n't always lubricate as often as they used to. I 'm sure, for you, that your pussy juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough cunt juice ! ``

'' Just pussy juice ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no doctors, you know. '' The truth was, I really wanted to get bunt fucked but I was scared to last of Michael 's big cock in there. But I knew some of the other girls took him, so I had to be at to the lowest degree as good as they were at it.
'' Well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for Eden 's rice beer. Lean up against the comeback. Goddamn kids these Clarence Day I swear to God, ca n't figure anything out. Go on, spread your legs, yes like that. ``

Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.

'' Mom ! '' I gasped.

She easily slipped two finger's breadth inside me as far as they would go, then she finger fucked me for about thirty second or so. I could experience my rousing building, and I could feel 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 rubbed my whoreson, depositing my succus on it. She repeated that again, only this meter she pressed a unmarried finger inside my ass a piddling bit.

'' Okay so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow. I mean, He has to go slow. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my butt. It felt wonderful. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass cheeks. `` He should also use some spit, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spit onto my asshole. Her finger continued to fuck my butt as her other hired man rubbed my pussycat. Then she pulled her finger's breadth out my stern, but instantly I could palpate TWO fingers pressing against my backdoor. Oh bullshit !

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 fingerbreadth were n't even half as long or half as across-the-board as Michael 's putz. I do n't cognize how this is going to function. I 'll never be able to fit his dick back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my chief, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to feel fuck both of my hole as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

'' Well, in her ageless seeking to please you, this little lady wants to make herself for an anal fucking from you. Knowing how big your peter is, I figured I better get her ready, somewhat, at to the lowest degree. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my chest as it hung down. His previously limpish peter was now at entire attending again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I help with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to tell her that a glossa is good to serve out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his straits to one side and thought for a moment. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much more experience getting butt-fucked than I do. Show me how it should be done. ``

With feigned disgust, Mom withdrew her fingers from my ass and proceeded to stoop down and plant her brass between my cheek. I jumped just a bit as her hot natural language probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand years did I cogitate my mom would one day be licking my asshole, or that I would require her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to rub down my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, keep going. you 're doing bang-up. Lick Lorrie 's asshole like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could palpate pussy succus running down my leg. `` Guys ! '' I said. `` I ca n't stand here like this much prospicient. ``

We moved to Michael 's bedroom.

'' I think, '' Michael was saying as he took off my/his shirt. `` We should lay her on her back, that way her pussy succus will just flow into her nates. Gayle, you work her twat and I 'll work on these tits. We will get you juicy, do n't care, baby. ``

True to his Scripture, Michael started working very hard on my right tit. Squeezing, kneading, mashing, kissing, licking, all kind of at once.

Mom put two fingerbreadth back up inside my puss and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juices. Her pollex rubbed on my clit. together with the sparks coming from my nipples, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very quick and blue-blooded bear upon my clitoris. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that thing on my clit, it had to be a knife. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my pussy, my pussy. She thrust three or four digit, or maybe her whole manus inside my pussy as she licked my lips and button, now finger fucking me dissipated and hard.

Michael decided that this was the metre he should slap my mammilla. 'Increases the blood flow', he said. As he gripped my tit where the skin rose from my bureau, the end of my tit and the mamilla were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at first, but each one got a picayune harder, made a little more noise.

Mom pulled out her hand from my cunt, and forced it against my now soaked coffin nail hole. Her fingers went in a trivial, then she pulled them back.

Each time Mom rammed her digit into my butt, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to lick my pussy and they both assaulted my breast and ass, I came in about two minutes.

Pussy succus flowed out of me, I could feel it running out of my prick 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.

'' postponement ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's shaft, slobbering all over it.

'' OK, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His pecker headway pressed into my ass, and I felt it kind of 'plop'into me as his mushroom question gained access. I stiffened from the wiz. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' slowly please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to take him inside me. He must fuck my ass. All the other girls are doing it. And if they are n't, well too bad. I need to be the one giving him what he needs.

Mom bent down to my face and told me to relax, it will be delicately. Then she kissed me for a bit on the lips, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my cunt and forced her way in so she could lap up my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's natural language on my button while Michael slowly fucked my ass little by petty. Going deeper. Into the bad place. With my Mom licking my pussy. Are you kidding me ? My mind was spinning in circles as crazy idea went through my psyche. 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 sop up her teat, and for her to suck mine, and I want everyone to suck my tits. And I want 20 guys to stand in a rope around me and jerk off on me and track me in cum, and Mom can bat it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT FUCK ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inches inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Jesus Christ I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her header bashed a little, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered mouth. God, I taste proficient. I thought. I 'm such a slovenly woman, I also thought. Mom reached back down and digit fucked me in clock time with Michael 's strokes. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in passion. speaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you stop for a instant. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, fuck me doggy trend. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely empty feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a import, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' sister, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulation for this. state you what, I 'll lay down on my backbone, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your head down there. This way I can lick your cunt while he fucks your ass. You 'll be mulct this way. ``

Okay Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her head as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot tongue inside my pussy lips and on my clit as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be OK. ``

Michael worked his way in between my leg and Mom 's articulatio humeri and blazon, and got make again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a instant or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's dick, I just know that I was feeling a little lonely just sitting here on all 4 with nothing to do. Suddenly, Mom 's mouth was back on my cunt 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 cock slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so full, so filled up, so complete. With Mom licking my cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an rhapsodic nation. My arms and legs lost ascendancy, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my cunt hard into Mom 's case. I do n't have it away how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My expression landed right in Mom 's bare pussy. Her judicious odour wafted in my olfactory organ, her juicy lips covered my face. Without any anterior history of touching a young woman, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her lips, sucked her clit, buried my face between her sheep pen, smearing her juice all over my face. I ate my Mom 's kitty with complete abandon.

Somewhere in the middle of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yelp and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my other cheek even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop ? '' He teased.

I turned to face at him. All sweaty from head to toe, his heftiness gleaming in the light, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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O.K., sufficiency is decent. Lorrie, you write like a young lady. Too a good deal of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a couple of professional Lesbian. Lorrie 's ass was so mean, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of course, but you could see a little, well it was fucking awesome. This was better than any daydream I could have concocted.

I thought the only thing to arrive at this honorable was a niggling ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my small elbow room, and each slap was followed by a whine from Lorrie. She turned around to look at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's pussy juices, her tomentum stringy with sweat, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to stare into my oculus, 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 regard, until finally she slumped back down on top of Mommy like a rag doll.

I fucked her firmly for a few Sir Thomas More strokes, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In indorsement, I came too. With a fury, my cock trembled and shook and I emptied my raging sperm deep inside my baby girl 's ass. Wave after wave, shot after shot, I finally finished cumming after almost a minute. My cock was physically tired, I could feel it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg sinew after running a long way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a decent surprise.

From her goggle arsehole, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting back talk. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her mouth closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her back. Then Gayle bent down and, with her hands, opened Lorrie 's oral fissure. Gayle slowly opened her own mouth, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her mouth into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum clod for a few moments before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a hanker time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, utterly spent. My peter lay there like a dead soldier, or more like a complaining soldier. 'No more than, let me roost !'it seemed to say. Hey trivial chum, it was worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

Time drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their tender pinhead against me and draping their legs over parts of me. I mentioned pee again, because I never got any the maiden clip. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two glasses for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. Threesomes can be difficult sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt opinion. Mix in some Mother/Daughter stuff, and I did n't know WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three meter honey, thanks for asking. I 'm safe. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to kiss her mom on the backtalk, dragging a big fucking tit right wing in my grimace. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okay. Tired, but a good tired. I ca n't consider what we did, what I did. give thanks you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the greatest night of my liveliness. ``

They both squeezed me tight. We drifted off to sleep, each tired and satisfied and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio blared. `` Michael ! Help ! We 've got ship's company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my lovesome slumber with my two sister, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a hundred zombies at least ! They are inside the storage ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! Hang on ! ``

The girls were already moving. `` full-of-the-moon gear, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the landrover ! ''

Sounded like the shit was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm protectors, shin guard duty, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to main street, weapon system hot and ready to go. In spite of the danger, there were a few smirky expression passed back and Forth River, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to battle, but the bloody sure was fun in conclusion night ! ``

I rounded the corner a few one C railway yard from hardware store, where everybody was holed up. Zombies crowded around the front doorway. Yeah, at to the lowest degree a hundred. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't want to just shoot them. Then they 'll swarm us. This is like some kind of shit herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our people were trapped, but not in prompt danger. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding hard. Erin had climbed out the windowpane onto the frontal roof.

right by us, succeeding to mess Realty, was Jim 's Fix It Shop. I looked in the window and saw a bunch of puppet and broken TVs and other shit. And wire. Spools of wire. I can do something with this ! The moral force Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the store and got the spools. Zed was busybodied making noise down the street, they did n't discover me.

'' Call Erin, severalize her to keep it up, keep their attention. ``

I had Gayle driving us closer, about 75 yards from the nearest Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my final mag. I 'll just wave at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, Oklahoman would be better ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, engine idle, ready to roll. I mean, worse came to worst, we could just labour into a few of them, then take around Town as they followed us. Spread them out some so we could hire 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 nearest 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 substructure off the dry land and as besotted as I could make it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the future streetlight about 100 feet away, and tied another firearm of conducting wire across the street about a foot gamey. Did that four Thomas More times.We checked around, no Z had snuck up behind us from the independent route. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the landrover 's horn.

Instantly, about half the streetwalkers turned to look at us. bobble the horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' Ladies, be ready if this does n't influence. '' I was pretty scared, actually. If this did n't work, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't get laid 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 mental confusion, a few went outside the pole and the conducting wire, but then those bozo zeroed in on us in the midsection of the street and hit the succeeding wire. John L. H. Down went those guys !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. Balance and coordination are not his affair. Depending on their condition, it can ingest 30 seconds, a minute, even more for them to get upright again. Those that did, fell down on the next wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick antics. After a twain minutes, with still a pair wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to forgather them. We had our AR-15s slung on our backs, I had my spike out Crovel and Lorrie had her long poker stick.

'' I got the first one ! '' Lorrie called out. pang ! Right in this numb guys forefront. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's stay close to each former, '' I warned. We did n't want to get surrounded. But it was n't too likely. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the insistency reduced on our people in the building ; they staged a murderous prisonbreak and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his dead brain, making sure he was re-dead.
wellspring, the smell was fucking atrocious. And now we had 147 dead cat in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The male child, Wyatt and Sir Henry Morgan, looked a fiddling sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Thomas Hunt Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music finis dark. You know, just having a piddling party. It was pretty late, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. Next matter we know a few of these guys started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the morning time ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this morning, they crashed through the looking glass doorway, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a room, all we had was my shooting iron, radio, and my six magazine publisher. ``

'' What did you use to break out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the furniture, got some dependable boards. Erin shot the first few, then we beat the quietus down until we could get our artillery. ``

I was sort of pissed at them for getting themselves into trouble. But I was also pretty impress. They did n't panic, they improvised, they overcame, they fought hard, they killed Zed.

We figured there must have been a herd passing by on the highway. They heard the music and decided to come take a look. I read about the herd a few days ago. When Zed has no stimulus, he just kind of stands there. Then a shuttle flies by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of sight. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a design. He does n't want to overleap out on the action so he follows him. Zena sees two of her Quaker charging ahead and says yeah baby, I 'm with ya ! adjacent thing you know, 147 dead shitheads are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't break off now !

well the Tripwire worked, got ta do more of that. We got ta get our defenses up. We ca n't just accept 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 dead zed is grueling study. We dragged them all about a quarter mile down primary 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 smell, too. Some of the miss were thinking I was off the market and were jealous.

We broke for lunch. As we munched down Dennison 's chili, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a trivial hurt, after all, Erin helped arrange this unscathed matter ! Now she seemed a little pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really possess any rules right now. Except for the Patsy rule, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to leave. But, well, normal society has broken down. I think we are all notion, pretty free right now. I mean, yeah, we have matter 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 lovemaking stage yet. '' They made comic motion of wiping their brow in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, chill out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

People seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said early on on, I needed to ascertain my step with these young lady, or they may all turn on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to work. `` Nice speech. ``

'' Yeah right, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the miss ? It 's all right. I just want to jazz. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the tangible world, you would be my numeral missy of all clock time. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are difficult metre and we ca n't give to have everyone pissed at each other right field now ... ''

I grabbed a distich of perfectly feet, Lorrie grabbed his hands. We swung him up into a bicycle barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your clod. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to cause more sex with you. A lot Sir Thomas More. I am in honey with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to make for out an arrangement here. I 'll call back about it. ``

Okay, I thought, think on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry tree. I 'd go down on your cock right now, except it
probably has zombie gunk on it ! ``

'' Hey baby, I never got to lick you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't want to recede you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an idea for tonight, though, Big dada. You might like it. ``

She was right-hand, I did care 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 the great unwashed together.

'' Hey guy, good work today. Let 's get cleaned up for an former dinner up at the house. Then I want to experience a strategy seance, we got ta do something so this does n't happen again. '' We piled into the motortruck and headed up the hill to my shack.

After we all got cleanse and shiny, we had a overnice meal of canned spaghetti and meatballs, Green River beans, and pears. Ok, so it was n't all that nice. But it filled us up and did n't take recollective to make, so that was good enough.

'' Ok folk, '' I began. `` We need a wall. I propose we start with the cable car in town. There 's ... what, a couple hundred theatre here, and only about 15 worry. Let 's hold the cars from the rest of them, crinkle them nose to chase alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our small valley to the other end. That way, the automaton will probably go down into the ditch, and we can facilitate with that too, and then they wo n't be capable to go up the ditch because motorcar will be there on the top edge. We 'll leave an initiative, and use a big truck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta drain all fluids from the cars and write them in barrels. fill out the shelling, ignition wire and stuff, anything useful. That should take several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that little welding workshop down Confederacy, see if that guy is alive and help him out. We need him. When we went past him last time, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big architectural plan is to build the 'Sanchez Pit of expiry'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the citation, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll ask to go about 40 mi north and see what 's up with the truck stop there before someone else gets to it. motortruck stand for hooey, hopefully solid food, and god knows what else. motortruck also mean shipping containers. We need those to build wild leek for the Sanchez Pit. And we can use empty house trailer to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couplet hours, working out the detail of the car paries. That was the most important thing. We did n't feel like leaving the town without having it be secure so that when we returned the townsfolk would not be wide-cut of automaton. We also assigned mass to specific jobs. Gayle and Lorrie would expend at least 2 hours a day learning herbal medicine and old-fashioned doctoring. Erin would become our armory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could asseverate ours in tip-top build. Tina and Payton were to suit farm medical specialist so that come springiness we would be ready. The duo of Masters and Johnsons would work on fortifying the rampart, building watchtowers, and any early physical security department matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinkable. It was good to make relaxed, knowing we had a design for our security.

After a distich more hr, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big proclamation we had agreed on.

'' I have a big announcement ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a Porno on the living room TV ! ``

Most mass laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm severe ! I 'm going to my elbow room for 15 minutes for some hold up minute cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch some dirty movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to link. If you do n't require to, that 's ok, no worry. Maybe just stay in your way, or you guys can go back down into townspeople 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 pick up a pin drop.

I turned on my tunes box so I would n't hear any conversations or bitching or moaning or crying. Then I proceeded to brush my 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 telecasting was tough. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old school. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a couple of sweat gasp commando style, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the moving-picture show, nobody 's here. Really ? cipher ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll watch out it anyway. I started searching through the server to get the movie up. Just as I got it going, I heard a lady friend 's vocalization shout out from the back :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... March ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the meter. Erin, the Little Panthera tigris, is the police 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 bad looking squad I ever saw. Also, the sexy. Erin called out the cadence call and the team ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sensory faculty in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sentience in lookin down )
Ai n't no snake god on the ground ! ( Ai n't no zombi spirit on the basis ! )
Killin living dead all day long ! ( Killin zombie spirit all day long ! )
Gon na micturate me big and inviolable ! ( Gon na give me big and strong ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're Right ! )
audio off ! ( 1,2 ! )
phone off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to keep a true expression. This was so cool !

The troop was now arrayed in front of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All troops present and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, 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 camouflage baseball hat, and one of my camo shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the front. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her lovely little boobs.

'' attire that production 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 overnice white push-up bra which accentuated her hearty tits, and fight boots.

'' pant, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that smell ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' well, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the future girl, Lorrie, who had on a camo T-shirt. That was it. And the T-shirt looked like it was having a toilsome time as it had a few strategic rips in it. Lorrie looked at me and smiled.

'' Soldier ! '' I mock-yelled. `` Are you eye-balling me ? ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' You ca n't do that ! ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' Drop down and fall in me twenty ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 suck ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my sweats, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard turncock completely in her mouthpiece. She got a few shot in before it got too big for her. By the fourth dimension she got to 20, I was at wide attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your level ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a fateful G-string and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a chain around her neck, resting comfortably between her luscious boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't feature a story ? ``

'' Drop and ease up me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not real imaginative, not a big utterer. But she 's a severe prole and she fucks like a racehorse. Jesus, I thought. And a beneficial cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the squad called out in unison.

'' Back in line, private ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and Wyatt were handcuffed together. Wyatt had on pants, which was expert. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' funfair enough. prisoner Wyatt, drop and give me ... no wait, dedicate her 20 ! ``

Sir Thomas Wyat eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's puss. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to count ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Sir Thomas Wyatt got up, his mouth and Kuki glistening.

'' Nurse ! '' I said to the next person, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her fuzz. She also had a two-inch extensive bandage wrapped around her chest at the mamilla ancestry. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' footmark Forward ! '' nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look healthy, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just have this for emergency brake, sir ! It 's my first aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' crook forward ! '' I commanded. `` plosive speech sound ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, naked ass, 10 times. Not that hard, but her boldness got a petty pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

Well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be greedy, nanny ! ``

I moved down the transmission line to Kristin and Morgan. She had a dog dog collar around her neck, with a Ernst Boris Chain held by Morgan. Morgan had short on, while Kristin looked very modest in her long sleeve regular army T-shirt.

'' Let me guess ... Another captive ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him cerebrate, Sir ! ``

'' That 's what I thought. Better give him 20, though. Now ! ``

She eagerly ate his prick up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the radical called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. diaphragm. knocking it off ! '' I yanked on her chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a lucky sumbitch, Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had makeup on, and was fully dressed in a sexy way ; gracious white blouse, soaked contraband wench, Negro fishing net, high blackguard. tinker's damn if she was n't the aphrodisiac one here. Well, excepting my Lorrie, of class ! She was also the lonesome one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' common soldier Tina ! You look ... prodigious. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious contestant ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class hooker, Sir ! I want to get eff ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did virtually everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at repose. troops, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. leisure time metre starts in 5 minutes. Those who want to be useful will make me a drink. sergeant-at-law, dismiss the squad. ``

'' police squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premises at 0800 tomorrow for work contingent ! Consume accordingly. Any malingerers will be shooting ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the couch as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my sweats and sat on the couch. I was gladiola I took those 15 mo earlier to clean up, had myself all nice and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV Remote when Lorrie came up with a match of drinks.

'' Gimlet ? '' she asked.

'' My front-runner, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat future to me. Sort of. She was more like sitting on me. Her firm tits pressed into my arm and chest. I took about 4 gulping of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with beverage and everyone mingled for a few instant. nonentity really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's approximation, and we were n't coming through. I downed the eternal sleep of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to business ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the couch, then I slid down onto the story. Spreading her peg, I began to work out and osculate my way up her knees, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and Momma Gayle sat on the couch side by side to Lorrie. It was kind of funny. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these young lady. Many had lost their family, had seen death last up, were n't sure about the future, all that. So Gayle spent many a night hugging one of the girls as we watched a display on the tube.

So, this was n't any different, except now mamma Gayle was completely au naturel and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at mammy 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's second joint as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my prize. Lorrie 's helping hand naturally went to her tit, she massaged them lazily through her T-shirt. I could smell happy footling perfume stirring in front man of me.

Suddenly, my back was covered in passion, Kaitlyn laid her soft dumbbell on my book binding. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my cock and egg. Oh god, that 's nice. Always nice to have someone lightly stroke your rock-hard hammer. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my lips across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my knife caressed her clean-shaven outer expanse. God I was in heaven, and I wanted this to be good for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my mitt, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to watch her eye. But they were closed in XTC. I felt her heat on my tongue as I continued to explore her outside. As I passed over her opening, the warmth intensified. I pressed my tongue down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot womanhood lava covered my tongue in wondrous flavors.

I swallowed some of her juices down, mmm paradise. I looked up at her again, she was looking down lazily at me, almost like she was dreaming. She leaned forward an pulled off her t-shirt, thank god. I needed to see those nipple ! My left hand went up to squeeze them while I licked my ovolo and index finger to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her puss and circled around her clit with my spit as my rectify hand began to bug her pussy and ass with my fingers. Her juices quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my clapper lightly on her clit, feeling the surd picayune nub under me. I sped up a little and added some pressure, varying my route as I tongue lashed her entire slit. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

soul tapped me on the shoulder joint. I turned my head.

'' My bit ! '' Erin exclaimed.

'' Um ... '' I struggled. `` Not just yet. I need to do this, ok Little Tiger ? '' I kissed her on her lips, and she licked and sucked me clean of Lorrie 's accumulate juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's tits. I dove back in and tongue fucked her pussy. binding and forth with my set tongue inside her steaming golf hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a span minutes of that, I slid a finger's breadth up inside her as I worked my mouth up towards her rock punishing niggling button. number 1, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some expert pressure. The I gave it a few glancing biff, drawing moan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my tongue firmly against her clit.

For the next ... I do n't know how many moment ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clit. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that whole area into my mouthpiece. I struggled to keep up with her current of secretions, swallowing as unspoiled I could, but I really did n't desire to let her go. I slipped Sir Thomas More finger inside her hot kettle of fish, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her laborious while continuing to molest her clit. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my head between her thigh, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bloody murder as her orgasm ripped through her cunt and spread throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me stop after about a minute.

'' dada ! '' she gasped, barely able to pass off. `` I ca n't ... Daddy I ca n't select it anymore ... Daddy ... ''

Haha ! No bally way. I held on and continued to thrash and suck her clit. Lorrie 's orgasm continued, rising and falling with my speed and pressure, balancing on the edge of the waterfall, and then plummeting over the border. Only to be on another boundary, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a span minutes of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the last 15 minutes, I had no estimation what was going on. I gathered that the great unwashed were doing some sexy things, but they had all stopped in the final 5 minutes due to the amount of racket Lorrie made ! They gave me a nice one shot of applause as I rose from between her legs. I waved to the bunch, tipped my fanciful hat, then fell into the arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, long and cryptical, her knife totally engaged with mine. I felt salutary to perch a little, my jaw was a bit commonplace !

I sat back on the put and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my rigid shaft in both hands and began stroking me. Her blondish hair blocked my view, but I could feel her hot mouth descend onto my hammer as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on lorry lovely, rigid nipple. These babe were immense right now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a job ! Tina impaled her tight slit with my cock, at hold up, and finally I had fucked all the fair sex here !

Looking around, Momma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her tits while Kaitlyn licked her smooth puss. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the Masters boys, while her Sister Kristin and Lorrie looked on with serious lust in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending release flying and her tits bouncing. Her perky fiddling girls were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my cock. Her compressed slit clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her long climax, I guess a tool in her pussy and in her ass felt pretty soundly ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's face, surprising everyone with the sum of money of juices emanating from within.

Lewis Henry Morgan pulled his peter from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' future ! '' he called out with his and his chum 's hard dicks at full attention.

Kristin shook her pass. I guess the ass was n't her matter. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boys positioned her over Sir Thomas Wyatt 's prick, and then Morgan moved up to fuck her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous boob in my face. I sucked them for a span minutes, then got up and mounted her from tail. Her cunt accepted my big cock, no questions asked. Not quite as tight as a teenage girl, she still felt mythical. I gave her a life-threatening fucking, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her nerve on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean of all those juices. I rammed my shaft back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in XTC from her double-fucking. I do n't know how those Masters boys were holding off and not cumming, but in effect for them !

'' Anyone else ? '' asked Morgan.

Lorrie looked at me shyly, pleadingly.

'' Go get 'em, sweetie ! '' I said.


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Chapter 15. Lorrie 's Story, share II
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Daniel Morgan laid on his binding with his cock standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hand and helped me glower myself onto Morgan 's tool. Wyatt stood by with his cock standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his comrade 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No petting, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can do it and suck, but no kissing. indisputable, I 'm down !

Somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in town. Fingers probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something immense pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyatt ! I gritted my teeth as he entered my butt. Saviour 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 J. P. Morgan, both he and Wyatt squeezed my tits hard. But Jesus, I was filled up. I pretty much went limp as they pumped my pussycat and ass. I could n't even reckon about gripping a putz 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 easy and toilsome and wet was forcing it 's way into my back talk. I guess Michael could n't stand it, he had to get in on the legal action. Now I had all three holes filled ! I could taste individual 's bitch on Michael 's cock. My head drifted, overwhelmed with sex as shaft tried to get mystifying and deeper into me. My puss was on fire, my ass felt great, and I could barely take a breath as Michael 's huge cock fucked my face.

Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the sidekick. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. Girls flocked to the two boys as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the floor and forced his way in between my peg, and he shoved his pecker right up all the way inside my pussy. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that hurt for a moment. It was like he hit rear end, I do n't eff. His peter was so thick, even though it was only one it felt almost the same as having two inside me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My top dog swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My orgasm built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to grind my clitoris into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge cock swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the bound. I begun cumming as I felt his ejaculate shoot into me. It felt SO assuredness having his cock flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My cunt clenched him back as my best ever climax swept through me. He ate me out about 15 proceedings earlier, that was my unspoilt climax. But this one, even better. It just would n't break. We continued to kiss as our reciprocal orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` Baby, get off me so I can get these guys out of me ! '' I loved the taste of his sperm and I wanted some. okeh, and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending little pleasure ripples through my entire pussy. I held him as close and as hard as I could. I loved him so much.

Getting twofold fucked was cracking, but ... it 's nothing like this. Basking in the after glow with your man.

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Early the next morning, Michael 's watch started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' Fuck me again, baby '' I half-moaned. I checked my cunt, still a bit soften. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my early paw. I got ta get some succus going !

'' Babe, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't have got metre to do you justice -- ''

'' seed on, dada ! '' piped in Mom. `` hold her a quickie ! ``

Mom grabbed his cock and slobbered all over it for a second. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my ramification, and my kitty-cat throbbed the jiffy he entered me. My clit was still swollen from final night.

Michael locked his arms and rested on them, so he could look at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it right there.

'' Redeemer fucking Savior ! You two ! You 're fucking sluts ! ! ``

His hammer 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 ramp up a rampart, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` seminal fluid here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard cock. His salty cum tasted great, mixed in with my puss juice. The sight was apparently too much for him, mom and daughter licking his stopcock. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't perform all that well. But that was n't the shell with Michael.

'' piece of ass Mom, and pass 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 billet this car along the ditch. Look, I 'm not so expert 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 railroad car, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during fighting training, all architectural plan go out the window when the foremost shot is fired. well, the first shot, in this case, was one of the townies having a fit. Michael had enlisted their help, and all was going well. Until a couple of them got into an argumentation over one of the former cars that was owned by a dead person.

It seems that both of these old guy rope were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. Well they got into a competitiveness about which of these guys should get her car. See, Michael had said we should go along any 4-wheel drive vehicles, any Priuses or other hybrids, any vans, and maybe a couple of fast cars if we found any. And we let the living family keep whatever cars they had. But we needed the quietus for the wall.

So lady Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le sabre. It had some immense railway locomotive in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to hold on it. The arguing got bigger, fist were thrown, multitude pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from town and drove it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was delicately, right up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the dig came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the atrocious people I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was Sir Thomas More of a glancing blow and my Lacrosse helmet blocked most of it. I was n't knocked unconscious, but, as they say, I got my `` bell rung ''. Two hombre grabbed me, tied up my hands with those fictile zip-tie thing, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their hand truck they had hidden behind some Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. They jammed me between the two of them in the front seat. Jesus Good Shepherd I had a head ache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't seem to sustain showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My name 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your public figure, hot stuff ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, oleaginous tomentum and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking black guy, did n't look as bad, but still pretty ill-gotten and grimy.

'' Fuck you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' wellspring, is n't that overnice. Fuck-you, it 's squeamish to meet you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the main road. He grinned at me with these slimy teeth and sebaceous face.

'' Jesus ! '' I said. `` Do n't you guys bathe ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? colza me, for certainly. Then pour down me ? Do n't kill me now, I 'm in dearest !

'' shag ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about XX instant up the road, the whole time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the things he 's going to do to me. The number one wood was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed pissed or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this gear, and a pistol, and smoke and stuff on a vest while Tom did n't have anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the completely thing here.

We slowed down at a turnoff for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big 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 crossroads. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trent is about the truck. ``

'' Shut up slave ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the shots, not you ! ``

Silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you watch '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me let loose or I 'll devolve over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the motortruck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her loose, slaveboy, and watch over her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me escaped, and I stood there for a instant. I could see Robbie had a hard on from rubbing my teat and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my focal point. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my hair and posed a small, letting my long hair fly in the breeze. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a George Walker Bush. Perfect.

'' come on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my army gasp, pulled them down and discover my raw cunt to this flaming asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squat, and ... nothing, at first. Finally, I closed my eyes and tried to slack, and then I let it fly. The real trick was not to get it on my gasp. Robbie stood fascinate. cocksucker. He undid his fly and began stroking his hard picayune cock. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't mention the size of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't act ! Do n't spend a penny me shoot you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't photograph her, you 're not supposed to even relate her or Trent will kill you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the other handwriting. Damn shooting iron grips on the AR, they let you shoot one handed if you want.

'' puff up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and hit his shipment onto my tit and bra.

'' Alright, come on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my drawers up. My t-shirt soaked in several blank space through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and gorge me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot bigger than our little one. We stopped after a span minutes near a gigantic striptease mall that had a Walmart in it. A large pirate iris flew from the top. The big store had hundreds of necros around it.

'' Home, sweet family ! '' announced Robbie.

'' Come on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bonds and we climbed up this ravel that took us to the ceiling of the strip mall. From there we walked a couplet hundred yards til we got to the Walmart roof. There were about 6 or 8 armed guys up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombies trying to get in down below. These guys 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 steps at the rear, down to the storeroom of the Walmart. They led me through to the main floor, some visible radiation filtered down from the skylights but the visible radiation 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-goodness, perched up on these video display cases, sitting in an well-off chair like he was a queen on a throne. A bare woman kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy ramification. A couple bozo stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift steps. Tom followed some space behind.

'' fountainhead, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a lot around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some FINE piece of ass, not this Irish bull you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the daughter who had been at his side. She whimpered and bowed her capitulum low.

What an asshole, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty untried thing ? ``

'' 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 name, dear ? '' he asked me again.

'' Fuck you ! '' It was all I could think of to say.

'' Ah, defiance ! How gracious. wellspring I 'm sure enough we can beat that out of you. Or fuck it out of you. mess of men here ... they 'd all like a scissure at you. waitress a second, what 's this ? '' Big Trent River had lifted my haircloth and saw a great bruise near my synagogue. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetie ? '' he asked.

'' From dickhead over there ! '' I pointed my read/write head at Robbie.

Big Trent got very quiet. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, frozen in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a petty tap -- ''

'' A little tap ? '' Big Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And attend at these tits ! They look veridical. Are they ? ``

Big Trento squeezed my breast for a few instant. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the fuck ? '' he asked in shock. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his hands in horror.

I told him. `` Genius over there jacked off on me and tear 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 allude ... you let me put my hands on YOUR FUCKING JIZZ ? ``

'' No BT it 's not like that ! You see she was -- ''

I did n't see it because I turned away, but Robbie dropped like a sack of potatoes, his head twisted at a weird slant. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. puff his ass to the logic gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, protrude talking. Where your from. What 's your apparatus, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to think of something to say. I came up vacate. `` I do n't have much to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to obliterate you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My dada. He will kill you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trent thought about that for a few moments. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, narrate me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up cars, like a wall. Down in Larchmont. That 's that tiny town a few statute mile south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a mates men, draw of girls. They had a span guns ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're make clean. Very clean. They got their shit together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to ladies wear, get her something else to wear. And get some wipe and clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to talk to me, really soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to get with him. We passed a guy walking towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy face, beady eyes.

As we got to the dame discussion section, Tom relaxed his grip and looked around.

'' spirit, '' he whispered. `` I 'm sorry. They 've got my married woman, my kid. Here, grab a shirt. They 'll kill my kinsfolk if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your knife back. I took it from that bonehead when we fed him to the deaders. hide out it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. Wait til it 's dark and things quiet down. Too many guys around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trent and his crew. The rest of us are prisoner, or scared shitless, forced labor kind of matter. They make us bolt down the deaders at the front, but just with rakehell and spadeful. Still, if your man comes, we can serve out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my dada IS coming. When he does, stay out of his way. I 'll try to observe you condom. ``

Tom looked at me like I was half-baked. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in military action. He 's all thrill and stuff, until the squat gets going. Then he turns into this major hard-core grampus. It 's almost scarey, but it 's also totally aphrodisiac. And he 's going to relieve 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 fuck the layout of our place, how many people we had, how much food, how many guns, everything. He threatened, suffer me a little, I held out a long time. Finally I gave some Irish bull answers. I told them our stronghold was some of the business firm right by the road. I told him we were almost out of food. We had 5 search rifles. We bathed in the current. There was only 6 of us.

But each answer, I held out. Trento punched my stomach. Slapped my legs. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy time. Come on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright Sweetheart, '' Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the heavy material is going to come down just about now ! ``

Trent River pulled out a immense knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about red cent myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my face, between my boobs, I trembled.

'' You told me the all true statement, right ? '' he asked. `` zilch but the truth ? ``

'' So help oneself me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the help, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

River Trent had a state of nature facial expression in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it panoptic open. He cut through my bra. My dumbbell flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the bozo on the cap are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and determine it out. '' The dismissal increased above us. Trent River felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to throw up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your daddy, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

Sir Thomas More crack sounded, and one of the skylights shattered. Right near us.

Suddenly, a body flew through the skylight and crashed about 20 pes away. The head was stroke and he was a mess from the fall, but you could severalise by his wear. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! Shit ! What the fuck ! Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another body came through the skylight, River Trent and his guys fired everything they had at the chess opening. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped mags and put in more and kept shooting at the ceiling near the scuttle. Finally, nobody had any full mags left.

This weird scraping stochasticity emanated from the ceiling. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another body flew through the opening and crashed down near us. One of Trent River 's cat. He must 've had 20 fastball in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still live !

Trent and his guys were in a panic. They were n't prepare for anything like this. All their magazines were hollow, they scurried about looking for more ammo. They finally found a case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another consistency fell through the fanlight. Five. Shot to absolute shit. They shot a few rounds back towards the hole and ran out of ammo again. Trent screamed at his hombre to find more ammo. Jesus, did n't these dumbasses have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the front door. Several of their guys went to get some of the cans.

Trent pulled out a gigantic pistol, I found out later it was called a 'Desert bird of Jove'. A guy named Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random shots into the cap until Trent told him to pick apart it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my boob hanging out. Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my head. I, um, pee right then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trento yelled. `` See who these idle hombre are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead guy cable. Trento and Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to catch sight of something. I watched Tom roll the numb guy wire around, and saw him pocket a pistol. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` Shot in the head, amongst other places ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't piss out the former guy, he 's too messed up. ``

River Trent whirled in terror. `` How many cat were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulder. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all beat. Fuck ! '' Trent pointed the Desert Eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bitch ... Call him off ! ``

I made a face at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the forehead. It did n't pink me out, but it hurt like shite and made my head spin. I could find out Trent but it was like I was subaquatic. I could learn him yelling about covering the backbone steps or something. next affair I know, Sir Angus Wilson has a big gaping gob in his headland, and Tom is standing there with a criminal smell on his side and a smoking gun in his hand. I guess he scavenged it from one of the dead guys. Tom shot two more than bad Guy before Big Trent River fired on him. Tom was able-bodied to duck down an aisle.

Trento could n't chase him because he heard his name being called. By my dada !

'' Trent ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be friends. ``

'' Yeah right ! '' responded River Trent as he ducked behind a mint of Coors beer vitrine. `` And how the screw do you know my gens ? ``

'' One of your little toadies squealed up on the roof, but do n't vex ! He wo n't ever oink again. ``

Thomas More shots and shout came from several component part of the depot. The 'slaves'were rising up against their masters ! So cool ! Trent did n't bonk what to do, or where to wait, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll shoot your cunt ! '' River Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to point the bird of Jove at me.

Trent 's head exploded. I thought, I did n't know a head could just burst forth ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each other, gun for hire pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to scream. `` You 're on the ... Saame side ''

I blacked out.

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I shot this blockhead Trent right in his fucking pass. I scanned for prey and saw this black guy also shooting at River Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was kind of hoping that he would n't scud me since we both burgeon forth Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the same side, and we lowered our weapon system as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' Cover us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any more of these guys ? ``

'' I do n't know, I think my champion took out the balance up near the front, but I ca n't be sure yet. ``

Lorrie looked okay, she had a puffiness on her forehead.

'' stoppage here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My public figure is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You better, Tom. I 've killed a lot of masses today, I do n't mind adding to the listing. ``

There was some commotion up front, so I skirted around through the toy and cosmetics to see what was happening. The causal agency of the ruckus became realize ; 20 or so people were beating 3 or 4 mass to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the captured fille ! '' They had pitch and digger and started advancing on me. There was blood in their heart !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the street corner, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's alright ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's chill. He just killed about 15 of our asshole warlords. Let 's not vote down him just yet. ``

As the situation defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some captured 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 cleaning woman and kids locked up in the nail salon next door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking objet d'art of diddly guard, does n't have much breathing time left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The town was swarmed early on by snake god. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living citizenry were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Saturday. For a favourable few, the unscathed family was shopping at the Lapp time and survived intact. For others, their loved unity were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` Rattlers '' showed up and easily took over the storage and the group. The Rattlers acted like saviors on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the initiative Nox, however, the freight train showed their true colors ; they enslaved everyone and began their reign of brat and rape. 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 turn down the barrel, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're alright ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't learn anything for awhile, I was thinking the forged ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the masses and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens succeeding ? ``

Just then Tom and his crew returned, Tom holding tightly to a fair sex and a small girl around his neck opening. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new girl ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the group. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't bear in mind ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your rattlers on the ceiling, which allowed me to climb up and into your Walmart here where, with the aid of Tom, we do n't have a Rattler problem anymore. ``

I expected the survivors to be a little Sir Thomas More happy about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our intentions. Rightfully so, I guess. The last 'saviors'did n't exercise out so well.

'' Well, guy wire, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These dunce shot one of my mass back family. Do you beware if we get some medical supply ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the Pharmacy part. These guys still had fully stocked shelves of near everything. Jesus, I thought. Wish I was a little more than mercenary in my way of mentation. I would claim everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and little young woman still around his neck opening. `` aspect, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinarian. Or, I was. I could remove a tone at your person if you wanted ... Maybe we can work out some kind of business deal, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be great, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each early, but we might be able to figure out out some trade between our chemical group, maybe even merge them together ... for our mutual benefit. ``

And that 's what we did.

= = = = = = = =
One year Later
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'' Please honey ! '' I begged. `` For the honey of God put her pop already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you mean ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling sister Jessie from her mother 's arm and breast. 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 knocker lay against her stomach, her left one still leaking milk. I pulled her out of the cradle and led her towards our elbow room and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my finger to my rim, telling her to keep tranquilize and not rouse the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the door. `` I 'm old-hat from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't interest, this wo n't choose tenacious ! '' I ca n't sit in a way with her for very long while she feeds the sister, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My iron shaft bashed into her wooden leg as I grabbed her tits and squeezed them together.

Milk gushed from both her nipples like a water fountain, except this fountain had many different streams ! Warm milk sprayed on my aspect and dripped off my chin. I opened my mouth and savored the Sweet flavor. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the shit out of it. I mean, sucked the Milk River out of it ! Warm Milk River flowed down my pharynx, gulping after gulp. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the room access, `` Did the sister low-down ? Oh ... '' I did n't even count up. It was my fertilise time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the next thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a little. She was trying to get between her daughter 's wooden leg. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a little, so as not to lose my adhesive friction on Lorrie 's nipple. Gayle snuggled her side into Lorrie 's pussy, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I sort of lose track of sentence when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking nipple, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't live how long it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the adept from my milk-sucking and her mom 's tongue-lashing took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but still orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` Fuck Mee-Maw. ``

'' bullshit 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you little bitch ! '' As penalisation for this breach of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's twat, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's tits. Truth was, I think I had enough. mustiness 've been eight or ten ounces ! Gayle rose up on her knees but kept her expression buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's trouser, struggling to get them off. I 've asked her before to admit them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't commemorate ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old adult female, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening cunt lips. I was too lift up for diplomacy and felt a little selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and crash my prick in unvoiced ! Oh yessss ... the only matter that feels advantageously than drinking warm tit-milk is sliding my hammer into a hot and steamy kitty-cat ! I looked up at my two hot mamas. Well, technically one mama and a grandma. But the granny just turned 40, so it ai n't no matter ! Maybe in a few calendar week 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 hour or so inside Gayle 's sopping wet cunt. My orgasm was approaching, and there was n't much I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... pant ... ) need to stay on hydrated ! '' I only had about ten seconds to go.

'' apply it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right next to Lorrie 's face. Grabbing my cock, I stroked it a mate times and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot flow of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming sass. Gayle 's piece of work kicked in right then, so Lorrie was cumming as she swallowed down my jizz gleefully, even gratefully, perhaps.

I rolled off to the face, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's tits. 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. They both looked at me.

'' Oh alright, '' I said, feigning tedium. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and milk covered tits in my boldness. I revelled in the mixed mixture and my rooster recovered from it 's previous state of about 95 % voiceless to completely rock firm again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio outcry interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, come in Mustang. '' That was our house call sign.

I struggled over to the handheld. `` Yeah Little Tiger, what 's up. '' Erin wanted something.

'' Just letting you know that chopper flew by again. Looks like he wants to land. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't fool away unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't shoot ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that char down for ten flaming minutes ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' Hurry up whoreson. Little tiger out. ``

Is that any way to talk to her commanding military officer ? I did n't retrieve so. She will need some kind of punishment tonight. Probably have to tie her Down and make water her lookout man me fuck her girlfriend Payton. Yeah, that would cultivate !

I did want to rush, though. We had seen a chopper go by a few times in the close hebdomad. They were checking us out. It was the Air Force or the Army, we could n't recount which but knew it was military.

The girls helped me garb in my sound zombie killing outfit. We did n't have uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more practical issue. They finished strapping on my gear and I hauled ass down to the rear of victor 's and Johnson Hardware computer storage in the Jeep. They were going to follow me in a twosome minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 feet away, the threshold machine gunner covering us. Some troops inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the hood of the landrover and stepped away from it. I made big pointing motions with my hands, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few hundred feet. A low bag dropped out of the whirlybird and landed in a great deal of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio receiver wrapped in dirty socks and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' hullo, '' I called, might as well sound friendly. `` Whatcha guys want. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United States Army. Do we have permission to land ? I 'd care to address with whomever is in charge. ``

'' If your intent are peaceful, Colonel, then come on down. ``

They sat the bird down in a whirlwind of dust and shut it down. After a few tense moments where we each wondered if we would sprout at each other, I turned slowly to show I was unarmed. Erin and the master copy brothers still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my people had their arm trained on the regular army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and draw close me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, Mayor, commander, maitre d', and Father of this Town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no interestingness in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your Guy could assume a less belligerent position ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their guns elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' Drink, sir ? '' I queried. `` A little of Tennessee River 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a good approximation ! '' I ushered him into the Hardware storage where Morgan quickly set us up with a bottle of labourer and two glasses. I poured us each a couple fingers worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen almost of our country from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intentions are with us. '' These guys had the speed hand, for trusted. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and coat of arms. But I did n't desire to just cave in away the keys to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of Fort Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their fair plowshare of zombie trouble, but were fortunate to not devolve into totality anarchy. They still had over half of their troop, about 8,500 folks including families on base.

'' nearly other instalment were n't that lucky, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent urban center battle. We 've stayed out of the big city so far, just seems like too big of a job to harness. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you squall your contraption out front ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Glen Gebhard last Pit, you mean. Invented by an eighteen yr old young lady, who happens to be my wife and mother of my tyke. Anyway, it 's pretty simpleton, but very effective. You wan na film a look ?. ``

We walked extraneous and found the chopper guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. cat were smiling and laughing, having a unspoilt time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your male child forgot to pull security ! ``

He shook his read/write head. `` We 've got about an 8:1 ratio of men to char, so your gals here are a mountain for very, very sore center ! ``

'' Not going to be a problem, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not permit any variety of unwillful doings. That being said, we do throw some VERY well-to-do cleaning woman 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 burster. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walkway to get to the death pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his people moved here from another Town after a divided up incident brought us together. We took over a truck stopover north of here, arranged the merchant vessels containers to act as wall and funnel, and to act as ramps for our zombie friends. We 've got a minuscule bobcat skidsteer machine over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Sanchez Pit of death ! By the way, we claim all copyrights and trademark to that public figure. ``

The Army hombre were stunned by the Death Pit. We were currently in the centre of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a dyad chiliad zombilators, at to the lowest degree. We mostly stood sentry go, somewhat out of sight so the z would n't get distracted, and fired a scene every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot fall and tried to clamber over the container wall.

'' It 's so simple ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, elegant ! You do n't even necessitate sweetener, right ? You 've got smoke rising from the burning dead, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few time, and we did n't hold enough citizenry or ammo to defend them one by one. We needed a passive solvent, and Lorrie Sanchez came up with it ! I 've seen enough zombie films, although I never expected to be in one. But the citizenry were always making dumb misunderstanding. They never had a place they could mesh down and try and set off over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any job with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a little mixed-up. The ardour might die down or a Bronx cheer might distract them. But then we just ring this bell we got from a church. '' I pointed to the campana hanging out in the middle of the pit, supported by a 2x4 social organisation. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacons, cop lights, to get their tending again. When it gets tedious, we have to impede up the Allium tricoccum so we can clean out the trample organic structure. That 's probably the full-grown risk, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's mind was spinning. `` You could, wow, build more Allium tricoccum, dig a deeper pit so they always break, rig up lights so they fire in sequence to create magic trick of movement up the wild leek ... holy shit, this could really function. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' well, sir, it does piece of work. But yeah, you could enlarge it sure, you 've got big equipment, right ? ``

The Colonel ushered us aside and spoke to his men. They all seemed pretty excited. After a couple minute of arc he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you roast make me a list of what you need ? You 've got a good frame-up here and I want to see you bring home the bacon. You 're going to need more tilled land than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with consummate glee. `` fountainhead. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be nice. Ma Deuces and Barretts, and batch of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallons of gasoline, and tanks to hold it. A few thousand MRE 's would help. What else. Clothes. Soap. lavatory paper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah FENCES ! We need fencing material so we can expound our farms. Goats, chickens, cows, and some more families, too. ``

Cpl. Flint River wrote down everything.

'' city manager Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's hunky-dory with you, I 'd like to set up an aide Wiley Post here. Man it with 50 masses. Some Humvee. 2 Strykers. Medical poke and faculty. And I 'd like to offer you a commission as a Major in the Army reserve. The post will be under your bid. ``

'' I 'm honored sir, '' I said, my phonation faltering. `` Not certain I want to be in the regular army, though. I just want to detain here and erect my family. No disrespect, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reserves. You 'll stay on here and control the full county, maybe even several counties. But you will live here. With our support. Meanwhile, we will take your Carlos idea and liberate all of Centennial State, and the country, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chopper. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as railroad engineer and designer of the new military post. Erin fairly leapt at the chance to see Cpl. Flint around. poor people guy, I thought. He does n't endure a luck !

I went back to the sign and told the noblewoman and the infant about the conversation. Jessie spit up a footling, but I did n't take that as a negative. Gayle, however was a little different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these army Guy waltz in here and make over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about shitheads that live off the government tit ? ``

Well, bullshit, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a safe deal.

'' infant, '' I said, trying to sound hopeful. `` We have to unite with others. We have to get rid of these zombies. We need medical specialty, more intellectual nourishment, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my Kyd, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able to originate, and become something other than just semi-starving zombie battler ! We do n't stimulate to go back to the old ways of pure avarice and rapacity, but maybe we can make a better world this clip. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this shit up. I do n't want to be beholden to the U. S. Army, either. But I feel the best way to improve the world is to get involved, be the one on the inside and guide policy and alteration. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the rest of the world dies completely ... ''

What the fuck 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. designate the regular army how to make these Death Pits. But let *them* do it. You stay here, Mister. That 's an order. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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Four solar day later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'US Army uniform. Already had a ribbon on it, too. Red, white, and blue stripes with a'Z'in the middle of it. I got several sets of camo also, as did everyone in town. But the colonel said I should wear this for my formal induction and address to the town.

I stepped out into the family room of my adobe castle to see what the noblewoman thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

Wolf whistles. Catcalls. Fist pumps. And that was from baby Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' crook 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.

'' concealment me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to address the troops in ... fifteen minutes ! ``

'' This wo n't conduct that tenacious, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my consistent pants and took out my hardening hammer. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her uniform blouse and took her bosom out. Staring me down, she lifted her nipple to her mouth and began to soak up her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't take long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my friend Queen Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

Comments welcomed !