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Chapter 1 - The Beginning
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging cock. Her frowzled blond hair partially covering her face she lolled her principal from English to side as her orgasm wracked her integral trunk. Her beautiful white meat quivered and stimulate like only big breasts can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her climax left her spent of energy.

Without pulling out, I managed to roll her onto her spinal column 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 gasp and moan as my cock slammed into her prison term and again.

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

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 calendar month, although that really was n't my style. After my divorce, I played it pretty fast and at large with the noblewoman. Nothing too deep, nothing too severe, just kept it igniter. If the ma'am was in to me, then, great ! If she was n't, no concern, there 's more.

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

I squeezed one tit hard as my other arm supported me. Her easygoing flesh felt marvelous in my paw. Just beautifully spongy and yet business firm, with very responsive teat. I pushed it up to her face and sucked her tit right following to her face. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own nipple, to which she accepted and gently drew into her mouth. I kissed her and she released her nipple ; we both licked it vigorously as my ingurgitate cock continued to fuck her tight pussy.

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

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

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

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

'' okeh baby, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my putz a couple metre and her cunt responded with death-grip clenches as she came. I wanted to cum on her tits and face. I wanted to coat her entire organic structure with my sperm. I wanted her to know that she was very extra to me. I could barely contain my cum.

'' snatch your bosom, 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 twain times and felt the wondrous feeling as hot cum began flying out of my cock.

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her teat and went to stop her aspect with her hands. My cum splashed onto her boob and a distich current hit her blocking hands good force. Dammit, would 've gone right in her back talk, too. She turned her head as far to the side as it would go. Still, a few stray drops and splashes got through and hit her impertinence and neck.

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

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

Christ, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The faucet ran for several proceedings as she cleaned up. sin, I 'm surprised she did n't rent a bath or a exhibitioner. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her hair's-breadth, apparently so none of my nasty stuff and nonsense would come in striking with her golden lock chamber. Hey, she did birth gorgeous hair, but still, man.

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

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

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also retrieve your tune-up blow job was feeble at practiced, and lasted almost a second and a one-half. I was just so excited to give birth you in my bed that I did n't mind it at the time.

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

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

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

People should just let signs around their cervix. `` I suck at blowjob. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lick pussy. '' It would make unnecessary us all a lot of worry in the farseeing run.

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

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

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

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

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

It 's a cooperative venture between myself and three of my high school buddies. One of them, David, had this land above a small-scale Ithiel Town. We decided it would make a chill pickup. So we built a belittled cabin and took turns using it on weekends. We each contributed a sure total of money each calendar month for improvements and such. After 15 old age, it 's somewhat fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the billet looks like a nice southwestern adobe house. It 's rather delusory, though, as the walls are 3 feet of steel, brick, malicious gossip, and adobe brick. The windows are merely cosmetic ; they conceal 'ports'that are capital for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's sort of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and hide out entrepot area where we 've got 3 40'containers of intellectual nourishment, wearable, provision, weapons, ammo. Then, in the garage, we 've got a Unimog ( crazy, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater rhinoceros, a two seater Razr, and a few motorcycle. I do n't depend upon the cycle, though ; too uncoordinated.

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

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` info Officer '' of our group. Meaning, I built us a meshing with satellite access to the 'net. I had redundant server and spare parting to last for yr and yr. Part of my job was to download stuff, information. So I downloaded Youtube television of how to wee diesel engine fuel, tutorials on farming, clause on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, Capricorn the Goat milking, script on making whiskey, plus I ripped 1000 of movies and stored them, too. We had a pretty secure cyclopaedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And porn. I downloaded lot of porn. Videos and story. Guys got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all doom and gloom.

So I went up the Saturday after Claire. I got the solar venire out and set them up. Got out the aerogenerator, checked the bombardment, checked the fuel levels, checked our H2O tanks ... basically made the place livable.

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

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

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

'' living dead man ! It 's on ! ``

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

'' No I 'm grave ! Go check the website, man ! ``

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

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

'' buster, 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 hike up after a substance flak. He bit like three nursemaid and hospital attendant. The media passed it off as a deranged lunatic. ``

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

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

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

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. zombie spirit. If that 's true, I 'll need Thomas More of my gunslinger. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my required AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my married woman, now ex. ( We decided to have standardized guns for parts etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's amercement, but I want my 1911, my other AR with the fancy reach, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other pistols, and more ammo, and some other bull. And, nighttime as well get as a good deal food for thought as I can while the stock 's are still open.

I 've got clock time, 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 rounds for each, and took off for home.

On the way, a storey came on the radio of a different crazed man on a rampage who attacked three people at a morgue in Mile-High City. I pushed the Jeep 's gas pedal a little more.

After a grueling tripper habitation, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to observe going. I packed up dress, pictures, bangle, camera, anything of economic value. I have a decent-sized off-road public utility trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that stuff. My Jeep I filled with my gunslinger, ammunition, other weapons, my gold and flatware rounds, all my tools, and cans of gas. Grabbed my local cache 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 dehydrated material. Not all that exciting. I wanted some in effect stuff if the humans was ending.

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's canned fruit. Filled up an entire shopping cart of knockout and pears and pineapple. Took that out to the dawdler and dumped it. Went back and bought another handcart of canned veggie. Then I went for the dismiss meats like stews, Anguilla sucklandii, chicken, spam, chilli. aim two pushcart for all that.

More slip for soups, veg, and then the box of potato dishes and pasta dishes. More tripper for cooking oil, spices, and more stuff I do n't even no what. At some power point, one of the workers started helping me so thing went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

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

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

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

'' codification amobarbital sodium to ladies wear ! Code blue sky noblewoman article of clothing ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the helper fashion plate, Stan.

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

I paid the clerk. We heard belly laugh coming from close by. Coming from the ladies clothing discussion section. Two cleaning lady staggered out from the wrack, turgid wounds on their arms. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The Rescue
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I got the inferno out of contrivance, err, Phoenix. When the shit hits the fan, you want to be first out or you 'll be stuck in traffic kettle of fish forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Lord's Day morning so the roadstead were basically discharge. I began coaxing my heavily load Jeep up the 5,500 foot climb on I-17 to Flagstaff.

Talked to my pal on the cell, they were all making their way to the cabin with their wife. Claire called, she sounded panicky. She apologized, and could I please lead 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 get it on off. I told her to suckle a dick until it cums.

Called my parents. They did n't believe me about anything. Dad did check that the door was locked. sigh. I 'd set them up with as lots hooey as I could, but you can only do so a great deal for hoi polloi. They did n't want to come over from Vegas. They do bear a shotgun, water barrels, MREs ... should last them a twosome months.

Went up to Flagstaff and turned eastward on 40, could see some flaming burning in the short city. die 50 some-odd miles outside of town, then found a face road to hide out and take a rest.

Many time of day later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had lots of inflammation, though. Ran over 10-12 zombie spirit. dig a few Thomas More. Saved a few lives, for the time being, at least. Lesson for the future tense, firing your gun INSIDE a car is risky to your hearing ! The movie do n't organise you for how gaudy that can be !

The trivial town just below our compound in the hills seems to be okay. The news is reporting instances of terrorism on a prominent scale. No mention of zombi spirit, though. Wow. Thanks for the average and equilibrise reportage. Do n't want people to know what 's really happening. The websites are going demented though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

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

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

Two more years went by before the inaugural snake god showed up in township. At least, that 's what I figured. I could hear the gunfire, and could see car speeding about the place. mayhem. I considered going down to avail, but, what can one man do ? There were hundreds of them. Plus, I did n't really bed the layout well, would probably just get myself killed. Ah, who am I kidding. I was just being a pussy.

I re-considered on the third day.

Now, my jeep horse wrangler already proved to be a pretty good zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tires, M/T 's with serious knobby tread. It 's the 4-door model outfitted with supernumerary gas tanks, 5.13 power train, offroad lights and whatnot, it 's somewhat heavy. And it has a big ass bumper in the presence which proved gravid at knocking over Zed and his Zed friends. But for tangible survival, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 times stronger than the Jeep, has gamey ground clearance, has four doors and a camper box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German language army-type vehicle, then they became available to the world. This one was originally a command and communications hand truck. We rigged it up as an pinch hand truck with a run, checkup gearing, flame fire extinguisher, gun wheel, everything we could call up of.

I put on my camo gear. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear. It has hard credit card part that cover the breast and back, forearms, elbows, amphetamine arms. I figured it would be harder to get bitten that way. Put on my bureau rig which held my 1911 and 6 magazines for that. It also held 8 mags for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed the boot, shin guards, knee pads, 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 demand to be camouflaged from Zed, just demand to be hard to eat. Grabbed my scattergun, AR, and a curb .22 caliber rifle.

Got in the Mog and drove to town.

Much of the townsfolk was placidity, I turned down onto the desolate main street and kept a feel out. In my mirrors I could see a strange site ; zombies exiting stores and turning to follow my truck. Was everybody absolutely ?

Suddenly, shot rang out and my blessed Unimog was hit ! The guesswork came from an on a higher floor window of a house. I returned flame ( had my helmet on to protect my hearing this time ! ) and stomped on the gas. The Mog, rather reluctantly, responded and I turned off to a face street. I zigged and zagged a bit and lost my snake god that were trailing me. I stopped the truck and took off my helmet.

It was serenity. Too quiet for the zombie Apocalypse.

A Zed rounded the nook and shuffled towards me. I mean, I think he was a Zed. Blood covered human face and bureau, white stare ... I grabbed the suppress .22 and fired at his pass. Two dig and he dropped, but not before he let out the moan.

The zombie moan. We learned to hate and fear that sound. 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 zombie groan behind me.

clock time to go. I got back in the cab and was quick to turn the key when I heard various female screams from a nearby sign. poop. That 's also the direction where the moans came from.

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

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

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

My first magazine emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the second one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the I on the step. I then tried climbing the stair, but it was full of blood and gore and really idle zombie spirit. The belly laugh bear on upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could hear some groan up there, though.

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

I ran back exterior, started the Mog and backed her right up to the planetary house, destroying the picket fence and garden in the process. But now the top of the raise camper box was pretty much in line with the porch ceiling, which led to the second chronicle windows. Climbed up the cowling, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch covering, and I landed in the up the stairs hallway.

The zeds up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm heater. The sidesplitter continued in a sleeping room. I turned in to see a gal and a woman trying to curb off two snake god with chairs. A bunch of people were backed up in the corners of the room. They were n't going to end much longer. I reached over my berm and pulled out my Crovel, a small but cloggy duty combining pecker of crow-bar and digger. The spadeful sharpness are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw edge and a feeding bottle opener, so it 's somewhat cool. I hooked one Zed with the pry bar end and pulled him off the young girl.

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

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

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

I surveyed the situation, but there was too much going on. There were several females and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive posture. Plus a few that seemed to be down. Nobody had any guns, just some garden rip and pieces of Natalie Wood, a baseball bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed ready to give up. They were also mostly in skirts and hound, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had room for these people. My cabin had elbow room as my brother did n't seem to be coming. It is kind of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

I took off my helmet to read them I was just a steady guy.

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

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

'' Do you bear any health check supplying ? '' she asked, desperately. `` First aid kit ? nutrient ? What ? I 'm creditworthy for these girls. ``

She was stunning. Her medium length Black person hair was a mess. She was filthy ; blood and filth on her facial expression, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. variety of Latino looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

'' I mean, I 've got a procure place, intellectual nourishment, first aid, more guns, you 'll be rubber. Safer than here. '' She thought about it for a moment. I held out my hired man. `` It 's now or never, sweetheart. ``

The living dead moans from downstairs pretty much sealed the mess. `` 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 practically hope.

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

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

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

'' Ok, I guess you do acknowledge what you 're doing. Here. '' I handed her two full 30-round mag. `` 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.

'' John Rock and rolling wave ! '' she said with gusto. She fired a shot down the stair. Then a yoke more.

'' Got em ! '' she hollered. `` roll in the hay yeah ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' get-go shooting, steady. Stay on this side of meat, though, I 'll get the other side. And you. Yeah you. ``

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. fleck for her. Tell her which unity are closest. Kill the closest one first, then exercise your way out. Here, hold these two magazines. Do n't throw away the empties. ``

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

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

I hopped down on the lens hood of the Mog and killed a couple rightfield by the driver 's room access of the truck.

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

Dropped out the mag and slammed another one in. Bam ! got the Irish bull straits ! Then I jumped down on the footing as we now had a little breathing room. I waved down a couple young woman, put them in the backseat of the truck as I started it up. Uh oh. Here comes an ugly fucker ... Bam ! Went to the vertebral column of the motortruck and cleared that area out. Bam ! Bam !

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

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

'' You 've got 'shotgun''', I said, meaning the look stern with me.

We pulled out slowly, squishing drained heads and bodies as we went. The truck lurched and heaved side of meat to side as we listened to the sickening sounds. Two or three Clarence Day ago, these were moms and dads, shopkeepers, barbers, high schooltime Thomas Kyd ... today they are just short heart and soul walking. This populace sucks.

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

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

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few more on our way out of town. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her brass glowed. The former three girlfriend in the backward butt mostly just whimpered and sniffle a little.

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Chapter 3 - The reaching
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We got up to my chemical compound. Locked the logic gate as I was sure we would accept some following. Found out that the hurt girl was Lorraine and the female parent was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our slight medical elbow room. Yes, we actually have a room for this. Like a petite Doctor of the Church role. She was barely witting, but I got her to eat up some water and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't aid notice that, underneath her rupture blouse, Lothringen had wonderful breasts. Like female parent, like daughter, I guess.

I told Tina to take the young woman in the kitchen, open up some cans of chile and start warming them up. state her about the cornbread mix and butter oddball, and that they should all tope a lot of water.

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

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

I cleaned the wound as best I could. Got out the needle and suture thread, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lothringen had passed out by this time. My stitches would have made the Frankenstein tool blush, they were that bad. But they seemed to contain the skin together. I slathered her with antibiotic ointment and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't aid but notice that no topic how pretty her female parent was, this injured girl was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, xviii. Jesus of Nazareth, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

I had Gayle recount me some of their news report, how the girls got here and stuff. I was trying to hold on her judgement off of what a bad job I was doing.

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

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

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

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

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

Gayle began to come back to normal. `` I, I do n't recognise how to give thanks you ... I do n't even know your public figure ! Oh I 'm such an ass ! ``

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

'' Gayle Carlos the Jackal. well, thank you, Michael. You 've saved my liveliness and my daughter 's ... May I give you a snog ? ``

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

Our brim met in a gentle, chaste kiss. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a second at the most. But we stayed there for several seconds ... then I squeezed her a little tighter and our kiss became a little to a greater extent passionate. She squeezed me back as our backtalk pressed harder against each other. I became extremely conscious of her breast pressing into me, and my pecker started to stiffen. Her external respiration increased, along with mine, our mouths opened a bit, and sure enough, our knife met at the same meter. She was dirty, smelled a petty, and her hair's-breadth 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 wench, I could feel the bare cutis of her back.

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

We broke the kiss.

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

Gayle looked at my bulging pants. `` I 'm dreary. I should n't sustain -- ''

'' No no, it 's okay, 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 richly right now. It 's fine -- ''

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

I needed another minute or two to calm down. I mean, wow, what a candy kiss ! She was so pretty, though. I thought of my history 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 introductions and hugs and hug and more clinch. But, I did n't really recollect anyone 's name that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty good looking bunch, and maybe a set of babe ? Blake and the girlfriend returned to their bowl of chile quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really eaten much in 3 solar day. Gayle and I joined in the eats session and the mode was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to mean. Meaning happy. They were happy to be alert, I was glad to have some ship's company, good-looking company at that !

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

'' I 'll come with you, '' volunteered Erin, the shooter dame. `` I 'll watch your dorsum. ``

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

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

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

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my hired hand as she took the Crovel with the three inch spike on the end. She walked to the fencing and watched for a instant as the automaton tried to get at us. His name tag said `` Jerry Stuart Davis, peck immovable. '' His throat was torn up, must deliver been why he was n't moaning. Being a new zombi, he did n't have that completely crappy look like you see in the movies. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his heart were all red and splotchy, he stank like whoreson, and his cutis was turning that sallow, pale color.

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

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

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

'' You know, '' she said. `` I do n't live what it is. Maybe it 's the gas pedal. 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 know 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 chemical reaction. Some cried, some get heroic, some became animals, and some got very horny.

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

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

'' Yeah, um ... I 'm not so good with the solid rip matter ... ass, there 's another one over there. ``

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

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

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

'' Hold on, steady. Let 's evacuate that firstly. '' I did n't require to get frivol away with my own gun.
She emptied the mag and the chamber.

She then knelt down on the ground with the rifle between her branch. 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 good. I got my thickening dick out.

'' Good Shepherd Christ, yes ! Let me suckle that, please ? Let me suck your big hard cock. ``

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

Fucken A ! She took probably 6 of my 8 column inch into her hot mouth. Then she bobbed quickly up and down my shot, her hired man following her back talk and squeezing my cock so blooming hard.

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

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

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

I expected her to force back, but she did n't break down stride at all. She kept sucking my hard hammer as it began to pulse and throb.

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

I stopped cumming and she fell back onto the footing. 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 let out her gorgeous titty. With my other hand I grabbed the rifle and placed it on her breast, she grabbed it and rubbed it furiously on them as I continued to sway her cunt.

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

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh ass ... dickhead ... SHIT ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the Wave kept cumming.
I spotted a zombie at the fencing. I traded hands so my right hand was now free to draw my .45.
Boom ! And the Zed 's head exploded.

'' sanctum roll in the hay ! ! ! ! '' Erin screamed as her coming seemed to increase in fierceness. `` Do it again ! ``

Boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' FUCK ! ``

boom !

'' Saviour you 're killing me ! ! ! ``

Boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

manna from heaven gravy Boom Boom !

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

I dropped the discharge shooting iron on the ground.

I was hard as a nooky rock again. I had never seen such a carnal show in my life. I furiously stroked my hammer as she watched. In a few irregular I shot a diminished load right on her gorgeous slight teat. The spermatozoon was less, but my orgasm was heavy. holy place shit.

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

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

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

'' Yeah, living dead. zed. 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. auntie Flo leaves townspeople in a couple on days. ``

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

'' That 's not gon na materialize ! You 'll be licking pussy for mean solar day then. ``

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear. `` Few more zombies showed up. Right at the fencing. ``
Some of the little girl were all tonic and make clean. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camouflage pants and T-shirt. A couple were still marked-up, waiting their turn. William Blake was all uncontaminating too. Guess he did n't know about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a computer in this little bureau 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 mo shimmy until everyone has a shot at it, then take ten minute shifts. ``

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

'' Anyone you want to find out on ? '' I asked her.

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

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

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

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

'' Lothringen. ``

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

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

'' Yeah. Probably due to my stinky sewing. Maybe we 'll put some super mucilage on it to avail seal off 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 daughter, Lorraine. Found out Sir Thomas More of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in Boulder, Colorado. A group of 20 of the sorority girls had gone down to south Denver for a funeral of one of their friends who 'd been killed in a car accident. The service was at a funeral home and, during the service, one of the other bushed bodies came out of the back room and started to sting ethnic music. This zombie bit five or six people before they subdued it. The girl fled in affright. Gayle, the house mother, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to reach their way back, massive dealings hole developed as zombies and people ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their daughter died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the girls on the bus.

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

Everywhere they went, it seemed to be getting regretful. They thought they might hole up in some minuscule places like CO Springs or Littleton, but they were all in the physical process of being over-run. They kept heading south.

They ran out of gas a couple land mile from here, and hoof it into townsfolk. Not so easy with frightened girls and high heels. In town, cypher would aid them, the zombies were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned household with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

'' Savior. I do n't make out what to say. I 'm glad I took my helmet off at that moment. ``

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

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

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

I decided it was meter for a short change of pace.

'' Alright ladies. hear up. We 're having hot drinking chocolate and pic in ten minute. Get your pajama and get prepare for bed ! ``

I made the hot chocolates, and put a liberal amount of Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a movie as the girl found berth on the couches with their pillows. most were in my boxer shorts and my Olea europaea somber T-shirts. They all asked what movie, but I would n't tell them.

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

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

Julie Andrews appeared on the top of a hill and started singing `` The mound are alive, with the Sound of medicine. ``

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

I came out for the last clip, Gayle and Erin had saved me a spot on the lounge in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to focus on the flick to keep back my erecting down.

As the motion picture played on, we started singing all the songs pretty much at the top of our lungs. Yes. I 'm a man who likes musicals. Get over it. I like Metallica and STP and Johnny Cash, too. expatiate your judgement a bit.

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

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

The picture finally ended. Had to awake up a couple lady friend to get them to their beds. I got squeeze and osculation from everyone, even Blake. Well, not osculation, thank God.

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

I just settled down and was almost asleep when I heard fingernails tapping at my threshold. Maybe it 's Gayle, or maybe Erin wants to wet-nurse my putz some more than ?

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

'' Something wrong ? '' I whispered to her in the near swarthiness. The elbow room was just barely lit by a couple of light-emitting diode 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 level, but all I could see in the darkness was her sad eyes.

I opened my branch and she hugged me, like she was holding on for love lifespan. She cried quietly against my thorax for several transactions as I rocked her. I did n't need to ask what it was, I could pretty much figure it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many friends die, probably orphaned now ... still, my cock got hard because of a au naturel body pressed into me.

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

I moved my handwriting down to her rather plummet ass, her voiced build so pliable in my strong hands. She moaned and thrust her glossa in my mouth, searching, exploring. Her manus went down to my cock and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her rear. In the dim light, I could see her tall tits splayed out to the side. Christ, I did n't eff she had those ! I went to suck up them, but she stopped me. Spreading her legs, she whispered her only words to me.

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

I rolled on top of her, my rock hard cock between her freshly shaven legs. With just a little maneuvering, my stopcock found her pussycat. I rubbed myself up and down her slit a couple times, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my prick was right at her figurehead doorway. Then I entered her sphere. She gasped as I slowly sank my cock into her. I just pressed, let my weight come down on her. I drove my prick 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 stroke brought new moans and gasps from both of us. We slowly increased speed. fiddling faster. short harder, too. Her slick cunt wall felt so dainty and cockeyed on my blade hard shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't want to let go. I grabbed her left tit unvoiced, I did n't want to let go. But I could feel those feelings heading my way. And fucking this hot teenager ( or maybe she 's 20, who the fuck knows I ca n't even think of her name ) with her slick cunt is helping the situation way too much. No amount of football thoughts are going to blockade this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

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

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

The girl sat up and moved towards my shaft, and found it with her lip. She licked and sucked my prick clean and jerk of her and my juice. I 've GOT to encounter out what her epithet is ! I do n't want this to be a one-time thing. The obvious dawned on me about this fourth dimension ; she had n't cum yet.

I pressed her back down on the mattress and 69 'd her, but mostly my cock just hung in her face. But I went to Town on her pussy. I just ate her gruelling, and licked her hard, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my whole human face in there. She pumped her clit against my lingua as I jammed to the highest degree of my bridge player up her dripping goose. I pumped her furiously with my flexing fingerbreadth and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty cunt succus. I slipped my other hand to her ass and pressed in with my pointer finger. Her juices had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without word of advice, and without any randomness, she clamped her thighs together, locking my hands in seat in her ass and cunt. I pressed harder on her clit as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and hold back 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 good glow of the LED. She dipped a twain finger's breadth of her right-hand script into her snatch, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her hand up to her right mamilla and coated it with her own juice. With her leave behind hand, she raised her tit to her mouth and basically made out with her own nipple for a minute or so. She did the Saame matter again but to her entrust tit.

wellspring that was new. And fucking cock-hardening. Good Shepherd when I was 69-ing her it did n't get hard again, but seeing this. christ. I 've cum 3 times in the finale few hr, not bad for an old man of almost 40.

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

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

She grinned, then turned and got on all IV, her pussy and ass in plain view of the dim illumination. She turned her brain back towards me and raised her brow. She does n't talk much, but we seem to understand each other pretty well without the chatter.

I moved in behind her, preparing to wax her pussy. My head pressed into her kitty lips, still wet from her secretions. She suddenly moved forward, out of range.

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

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

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

The top dog slid right-hand in.

She stiffened slightly at low gear, but I worked it back and forth a while and she relaxed again. With some more back and forth activity, I pressed a trivial harder, going deeper into this usually out area. I did n't desire to press to hard, though, and suffer her or scare her off.

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

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

With increasing chroma, I fucked her ass adept. It 's different than a slit, stringent right at the opening move 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 sound out of her. Hey, I do n't desire her to wake everyone up but I also want to own some shock on her, know what I mean ?

I fucked her faster, so fast I was like a blur in her stiff ass. I grabbed her nipple and made a fist with it inside my fingers. My pinpoint dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her puss and raised her body to assemble each quick thrust of my cock.

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

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

The door to my petty calculator room explosion undetermined and somebody hit the lights, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent splendor. What the genuine 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 difficulty I think and I do n't ... '' she stopped talking mid-sentence as the picture became clearly to her.

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

'' What 's the matter with her ? '' I asked, trying to cave in the tenseness. My fuck buddy tried to dig a kettle of fish in the air mattress. She managed to hide a small bit in the blanket. Of course, by this time, a couple other girls had come out to see what the job was. I started dressing.

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

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

With sudden brand in her representative and a cold difficult stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a febrility of 103.6. She wo n't wake up. I looked at the wound and it seems septic. Her breathing is shallow and ragged. She needs antibiotics, or something. ``

damn, I thought as I laced up my rush. I do n't have any liquified antibiotic, just anovulant. But you ca n't reach an unconscious person swallow up oral contraceptive and liquid. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' Somebody go get William Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in Ithiel Town ? ``

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

'' Does he consecrate IVs to people ? ``

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

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

'' RFN ? ``

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

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

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll spend a penny a stop number run to town. 5 minutes. take hold of some tinker's damn from the Doc 's place. binding immediately. 10 minutes, tip. We 'll relieve her. ``

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

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

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

'' TV channel 16. allow for it on but do n't name us unless we call you. Here 's the clitoris to spill the beans. ``

I scooped up my even 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 pullulate ? '' I asked as he ran up to me.

'' Um, just air-soft gunslinger, yeah. '' Deliverer, what form of country boy does n't fool ?

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

We bounced in to town in record time. The Unimog is an awesome rig, but it 's not real fast, and it 's not real quiet. I had outfitted my Jeep with some practiced Teraflex component part underneath so we could handle the rough road at speed with ease.

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

I cut the lighting and slowed. The Jeep has a placid exhaust on it, but it still squeaks and the tires make stochasticity on the pavement, too.

'' You can ram, redress Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no headache. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to game up to the role. I 'm going to turn on these bottom lights to shine inside. William Blake and I will smash and grab. I want you standing external, but right by the landrover. Keep it running. I need you to keep the area clear up. But do n't shoot until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes pappa, '' she said.

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

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

'' center sharp, '' I whispered to Blake. `` Keep sweeping the light. '' He had a torch, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undid the whorl. We entered the office.
form of messy for a Doctor 's position, I thought. papers and cocksucker were on the flooring, affair knocked down. Maybe we were n't the first-class honours degree to loot the plaza ?

Blake waved towards the back, indicating where to go.

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

Stupid ... Stupid Stupid stupe !

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

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

Blake screamed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I hit my Zed so hard that his neck broke. He stopped grabbing me and I was capable to advertize him off me just in time to see the Doc bearing down on Blake. I grabbed my rifle and fired off a complete headshot on the stagnant Doc.

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

Shit shit shit tinker's damn !

Blake handed me the winder to the cabinet.

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

'' No buddy. It 's okay. You did fine. '' What the screwing 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 base. I dumped out a trash can and bemuse them all in there. Then I grabbed several tube-looking things and as many syringes as I could. I also threw in some bottles of contraceptive pill, and little bottles of liquids that had drug names on them. I do n't know what they were, I took them all. I looked at Blake as he struggled to speak.

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

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

'' What happened ? '' Erin asked in horror. She could see his blood from the rear landrover lights.

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

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

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

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

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

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

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

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

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flare pass from the book binding of the Jeep and lit it. I tossed it a couple feet away. I made her ride away, slowly down main Street without any lights and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare would quarter the zombies towards its illumination, so they would n't follow us home. We turned the turning point, and she punched the accelerator for home.

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'' We 're two arcminute 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 champion. I sat there and bounced around. Somehow I had gotten my arse belt on, I do n't remember doing that.

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

We pulled in to our complex and quickly got inside. Gayle anxiously took the trash basket full of drugs and began sorting them out on the board. All the other girls were there, waiting anxiously to see what was going to materialize. It only took about three to a greater extent seconds until soul asked the inevitable question.

'' Where 's Blake ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my representative sounding Wyrd to me. `` Get the tablet over here. Yeah. Click on the server icon, right. Click Medical, ok click the IV leaflet, suction stop that file, yeah mixtures. ``

Fortunately, I had my downloaded files pretty well organized. We skimmed and found the commission for the proper sum of money of antibiotic fluid for the IV bag. Erin put in the right amount.
Then we searched the videos and found how to enter a blood 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 rate, and hoped for the best.

'' Get some towels under her, '' I said quietly. `` We do n't have a catheter for her. '' Gayle understood and we piled up a few for 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 console me, but I did n't want any of that. Erin understood that. She moved them away from me and started to get everyone back to bed. It was right about midnight.

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

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

'' Thanks. ``

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

I sat up and swallowed the drink down.

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

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

Gayle got my glass and poured another double shot.

'' Look, Michael. William Blake was a perfumed kid. But he was n't a combatant. When we all crashed into his menage, he did n't help fend off the zombie spirit, he just stood there. It 's not your mistake. ``

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

I stood up to go to bed.

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

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her gens. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not surely what your plan is, but you best learn what you 're doing here. These girls are very ... tender right now. And you 're like some hero beginner figure to them. Watch your whole tone. right night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a terrible sleep.

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Chapter 5 - Basic
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Gayle changed out Lorraine 's IV bag in the middle of the night. The side by side dawn, her febricity was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

'Basic Training'began with a words about this new humanity, we have to toughen up, yadda yadda yadda, we ca n't have any more Blake incidents, etc. We did an minute of callisthenics and cardio.

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

Finally, it was meter for live flaming training. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the ease of us went up to the roof with one AR and the 10/22 and a cluster of magazines for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the death moan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly dependable, though. Zed ca n't go up 12 foundation erect walls.

I had Erin display the proper position and pointed out how to aim etc. She busted a couple ceiling, two izzard fell.

'' Tina, you try it. '' The nice thing about the AR, it shoots a small but powerful fastball. Still, the kick on that is minimum. fair sex can easily blast it without losing control of the weapon. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

'' okay you 're a picayune low, you got his chest of drawers. ``

BAM !

'' Still low, get to sure you 're using the front great deal, line up both sights. ``

BAM !

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

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few metre. Erin grabbed my ass at one point, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my door concluding night when I pulled my cock out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't look to enervate her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to ingest developed a befuddle but still unassailable dislike towards me. Sorry lamb, one kiss does n't mean we are exclusive. Although, she is so damn attractive. And unfermented, and strong. Christ ...

We broke for dejeuner and got the better word ever, Lorraine was awake ! Gayle introduced us
formally for the get-go clock time. Lorraine just smiled up at me as we did n't desire her moving just yet. My god she was pretty ... I mean her mom was antic but Lorraine, wow. She whispered it was skillful to play me, and held my hand for a few moment. Gayle ushered me out of there.

The quietus of the day was more grooming, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 suddenly zee on your attribute ? We ended up fashioning these big hooks out of some rebar we had in a molt. Rebar, that super strong steel they use in concrete structures. We tied two roach to that so two or four the great unwashed could cart them across the ground. There was a humble indentation in the background outside the fence line, we dragged them over there as best we could. This ended up being the secure strength training exercise. You used you legs, arms, chest, core, everything.

I need these little girl to be strong. I need to count on them. We need to take back our world.
soft touch stayed behind with Lorraine so Gayle could make dinner cook for everyone, which was nice.

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

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

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a St. George Romero automaton ; not really fast, not smart, drawn to smell out, sound and gesture, and eager for human flesh to eat. fountainhead at least nonentity has seen any running zombi. Unfortunately, it seemed that any demise was now a turn-into-a-zombie outcome. Not just from a insect bite, but a inwardness attack, too.

Then I looked at our supplies, our land mathematical function, and tried to imagine of some design. Winter was coming. We could n't plant anything now. But there 's plenty we should be doing. The main thing was, we needed to scavenge out the town. But before that, we needed to get these girls in human body and properly outfitted. They were all weary clothes and shoes that did n't really fit.

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

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

I had a couple generous scene of gentleman's gentleman diddlyshit, and I tried going to catch some Z's. But nothing happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my room access again. Irish bull. My judgement was n't in the right shoes for this. William Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the doorway open, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The President Andrew Johnson sisters. They were n't twins, being a couple years apart, but they had a unattackable family resemblance. Light reddish hair, carnival skin, precious picayune freckle ... 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 now and -- ''

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

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

wellspring, I was still very overturn 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 next morning, wondering where the sister went. Christ, they were unbelievable. It 's the kind of thing where I ca n't devote an take play-by-play verbal description of what went down, there was just so much going on ! Plus I was buzzed from the beers and the Jack. But it was something like this :

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

The two female child stood right in front of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's drawers, exposing her shaved pubic area. She raised Kristin 's leg kind of retiring me, so she was stepping on the boundary of the desk. Kristin held on to the wall for financial support. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's body, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her constituent. And all the while she 's whispering `` calculate at these teat ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so voiced '' and things like that. I was concerned for Kristin at first, but she seemed to love it, especially when Lizzie moved around to snog Kristin 's puss. I went from 80 % hard to about 200 % when she did that.

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

But these two sisters, different story ! Lizzie stopped eating her sister 's pussycat and turned to osculate me. Her hot, sensuous lip was enhanced by the dripping pussy juice from Kristin. the Nazarene, kissing a hot young lady friend, who 's got her own babe 's juice on her sass, I was just melting. I was n't aware at the fourth dimension, but all thoughts of Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

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

I got up off the chairperson and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my face in Kristin 's young cunt alright. Her juices already flowing from her baby 's tongue, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my mollify assault.

And this is where it gets kind of fuzzy. Lizzie went and sucked on Kristin 's titmouse some more ... then both of us were sucking Kristin 's tits ... 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 gracious distaff contribution to work with or absorb or bonk. My cock was never not in a mouth or a pussy for very long at all. I remember at one point pulling my prick out of Lizzie 's goofball and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's mouth. Both of the lady friend just could n't get enough of each others pussy juices.

A bit later, the girls were sixty-nining, with my hammer going in a hot kitty, and getting licked on the outstroke. Holy shit ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the fourth dimension on all quaternion with Kristin under her ) told me to jack off into her asshole. I did n't really get it on her ass, just pressed the tip against her hole and jacked myself.

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

... into Kristin 's mouth.

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

Kristin held my cum in her mouth as she licked her babe ass, cleaning it all up. Lizzie promptly turned around and kissed her babe firmly and tenderly and roughly, and they fought for the cum back and Forth. Some ran down Kristin 's cheek. The two female child entwined their stage and strand their puss into each other, cumming hard simultaneously in just a pair minutes. I forced my way from behind so I could try and lick both of their bitch. Nice.

We kept fucking, and grinding twat, and I came in Lizzie 's face and Kristin licked it all off and swallowed it. Lizzie, furious 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 digit with some spitting and pussy juice. Finally she had three fingers in there and pronounced her ready.

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

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

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

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

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After our morning P90 physical exercise, we ate Gayle 's pancakes from my desiccate cache, and I talked about my general design for taking back our little neighbour town. Since it did n't look like my buddies were coming, I was going to use their food, and artillery, and other supply. With all of us, We had about 3 years of food for thought in storage.

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

'' I do n't really think we should be killing these ... the great unwashed ... ''

All caput turned her way, you could discover the sirup flowing down the cakes.

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

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

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

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

Hey, I 'm a worshiper in the U. S. Constitution. You want to believe in the Big Sky Daddy, go correctly ahead. That 's your right hand, it 's part of the get-go Amendment. You want to believe in the Flying Spaghetti Monster ? fine. I do n't care. But your freedoms and rights end when they impact my freedom and rights.

I tapped my chocolate cup a few sentence on the table. The cacophony dimmed, and finally stopped as all eyes turned towards me.

'' Patsy ... you can believe what you want to believe. But, you are also a invitee in my house. My plan, for all the occupants of this house, is to try and get through this automaton Apocalypse, and to keep keep and kill the bad cat. I want to plant life crops, I want us to be good. I want us to live on. I kind of thought those were mutual feelings we all had. I expected everyone in this house to work towards that goal. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Do you want to await in this sign of the zodiac ? My firm ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

And I was, in about 15 mo. The girls had finished cleaning up and were milling about with their coffees, kind of wondering what I was up to.

I came back with a Nice rucksack, filled up.

'' Patsy. showtime of all, I 'm sorry to induce infringed on your impression. That was unseasonable of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

'' And I 'm no-good for the fornicating. '' That brought some snigger and downright laughter.

'' But you 've made it apparent you do n't want to stay here. So I put together a little kit here, '' I indicated the knapsack. `` There 's water for three days, intellectual nourishment, a jacket, gloves, matches, oh and a Bible, of course. Let 's see, no artillery, of course. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

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

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

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

'' Patsy, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't let someone here who I ca n't rely not to leave a door open on intent. '' I held up the coterie for her.

'' Gayle ? '' Patsy pleaded.

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

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

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

'' The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want ... '' Patsy began. She kept praying as she shouldered the pack. I helped her adjust the straps. `` Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of destruction, I will venerate no immorality. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

BOOM !

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

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

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

BOOM ! got him.

windfall ! got her.

BOOM ! missed. This in conclusion guy was pretty far out there. He was angling towards soft touch. Some sort of self-preservation instinct kicked in, and fall guy started walking away from this guy.

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

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

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

That 5th Zach was now walking in a consecutive line away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... keep ... BOOM !

Got him ! But my excitement was myopic lived as we saw several Sir Thomas More Zach 's ejaculate from the townspeople area and headed to where mark would be. They were out of range, though.

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

'' She made her decision. I think 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 purpose. Michael was right. She was a danger to us. ``

We spent the rest of the day preparing our weapon system, teaching the little girl how to give care for and clean them, ran through more drills to clear pickle etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the group 's stash of standardized weapons. My chum wo n't mind, since they are gone ...

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

I talked more with the girls about my program for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` victor 's Hardware and Dry Goods '' store. The miss need underwear, place that fit, and some dress, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these girls have real big pap. And I need them to be capable to run. Big bouncing knocker are fun to watch in dim move when they run, but in a Zed billet it ai n't sang-froid to have things going in all direction. Got ta shoulder strap those pup down.

'' I 'm going to need two volunteers for tomorrow 's junket, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now reserve on a second. I need people who are good 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, dark sweetie, you need More healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, arse ! ``

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

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

So instead of a movie that dark, we all cleaned the artillery and checked our packs. We loaded the jeep with some swap commodity, like gallon jugs of water and canned foods in case we found some subsister. Also some dry foods like second potato and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

'' I 'm serious. We need to be up bright and ahead of time and prepare to go. ``

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

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

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with snag in her oculus. I held her articulatio humeri, afraid to touch her back. Her breasts 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 town. We stopped in front line of `` professional 's '' fund. Peeking in the Windows, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the glass lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, front. bent on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the stock. I did n't need to just shoot and bust up the trash, I wanted to keep some integrity to the memory. Talking to the young lady, we drove the Jeep around the slope of the store. I took a set of winder, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the landrover and went up the firing escape 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 miniskirt digger with a razor sharp edge.

I took two dance step downstairs, and was met by a young man with a shotgun pointed at my face.

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

I set the crovel down, but now the kid had three former rifles pointed at his headland. Then a door opened up behind us. mental confusion reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't lie with who to head 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 untried kids. I did n't mean they were severe, just being protective.

'' My girls ! SHUT UP ! '' And they did. `` okeh fellas. I 'm going to take my helmet off. Ok ? Just material dim, we are n't here to hurt you. We want to buy or merchandise for some matter. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' That 's our dad. Bat passkey. We 're his boy. He was killed at the church on that first nighttime ... ''

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

'' Well bozo, I 'm very sorry for your loss. But we need some matter for the girls. You fellas postulate water ? Food ? ``

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

Sir Thomas Wyat slugged him on the shoulder. He did n't want to appear bad in battlefront of the girls.

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

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

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

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

The atmosphere lightened up then. The two sisters went shopping with the boys helping. For a stinky small-scale town, they had pretty good stuff. I guess there 's a pretty famous trailhead up in the Mrs. Henry Wood, so they get quite a few hikers coming through here needing final minute gear.

move outside caught my eye, respective Zachs were at the front man of the store.

'' Can we get to the clock tug from here ? '' I asked. It was just a footling cupola kind of a matter, sitting on the roof of the moment floor. We climbed the steps from the roof. A twosome squawk and the clock fell out of the figurehead. Nice view from here, we could see most of the town, now.

I looked at Erin. Her face pleaded with me.

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

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

gravy !

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

thunder !

'' 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 lieu and took them down. One snapshot each. She 's a regular crack shot, a natural.

She also had this energize look on her face, kind 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 interference was about.

BOOM !

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

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

'' You 're an amazing jibe, peach ! '' And I rested my hired man on her trim down petty ass.

She giggled and pressed into my hand. `` Harder ... yes pa ... hug me .... wait ... block ... '' she sighted in another target.

boom !

'' Jesus ! '' she cried out as I resumed massaging her ass. She spread her legs Sir Thomas More, inviting my bridge player to move around down the crack to in between her thighs. I stopped, but did n't let go, when I heard her do the big exhale. That meant she had one in her sights. After the report of the gun, I continued.

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

Erin exhaled, I paused, and gold rush !

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

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

And I jammed three more digit up her oozing cunt.

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

I pulled my deal out of her fundament, and reached around to the front line so I could squeeze and massage her clit.

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

'' Aim high, '' I said, frigging her with my deal. `` To the right of the pee tugboat. Just shoot when you need to. ``

I squeezed her clit in between my thumb and finger's breadth, her little swollen sidekick sent shivers throughout her body.

bunce !

'' Fuck ! ! ! ``

thunder !

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

'' screwing me, dad, '' she pleaded.

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my pappa, '' she said softly. `` nooky me Daddy. '' Then through gritted teeth : `` Fuck me intemperately pa ! Let me kill these fuckers and jazz me, Daddy. ``

Redeemer Christ, I do n't even induce a daughter, but hearing her talk like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a rushing. I lined up right behind her and squeeze my cock up her cockeyed cunt.

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

She took aim some more. I paused.

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

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

gravy !

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

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

'' You made me fucking lose ! '' she hollered at me with mock ira. And maybe a trivial rattling ire mixed in. She liked the fucking, but she liked the shooting, too.

I fucked her as concentrated as I could while she tried to finish the suddenly Zach.

'' break it ! '' she giggled.

trousering, I said, `` You 've got to pick up to ... hit your quarry when ( pant ) you 're under a lot of ( unh ) atmospheric pressure. ``

I continued thrusting into her from butt, 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 champ, bucking her hips back into my thrusts. I grabbed and yanked on her ponytail as my throbbing shaft sank abstruse and deeper into her body.

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

I smacked her ass hard.

'' Are you my slight fucking lady of pleasure ? huh ? ``

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

'' Daddy 's small fucking whore ? Huh baby ? ``

'' Yes Daddy oh my fucking GOD ! ``

'' You like Daddy 's cock ? ``

'' Yeah pop keep fucking me ! ``

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

'' Oh FUCK YES daddy ! Cum in me daddy ! ! ``

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

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

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

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

My pecker began to squinch a bit. Erin lined up the nightwalker, and finished him off with a satisfying roar !

'' Clean me up, child, '' I said to her. `` I want to pip a few. ``

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

I fired a few to a greater extent prison term. She was right, it is hard to aim when somebody is goofing with your sex parts.

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

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

Erin stood up and push me a little bit on the shoulder. I set down the gun and kissed her passionately, tasting my cum on her lips and glossa. She held me so stringent for such a piddling thing.
Reluctantly, we dressed. We ended up going through four cartridge clip. 120 rounds. With misses and on-purpose crack fired during sex, we figured we hit close to 100 zombies.

I pulled the footling bipartisan radio set out of my articulatio humeri scoop and put in a call to the house.

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

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The marvellous one ? Dumbass ! ``

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

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

'' 10-4. Out. ``

Erin and I gathered up our cartridge and the empty brass instrument casings for future re-loading. We headed back down the stairs.

- - -

As Erin and I neared the bum trading floor, we heard some scuffling and what sounded corresponding one or both of the girls screaming. We bolted down the concluding distich footprint, my Crovel held ready to swing and Erin 's AR ready to fire. What we saw was rather surprising.

Across the shop, about 30 pes, was a glass case about 15 feet prospicient that held knife, opera glasses, and former heights buck items. It was also the checkout domain with registry and credit card machine.

proclivity against the eccentric were our two sisters, naked as blue jay. Their arms outstretched, they were holding onto the opposite slope of the case. They were holding on because the two brothers were fucking them from behind for all they were worth. They were facing us, but cipher saw us as they were in various throes of passion.

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

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

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

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

The male child froze, and started to withdraw.

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

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

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

We started outside. I could get a line Liz saying to Wyatt `` Get back here and fuck me ! He 's ticket ! ``

I found an area out back of the store that seemed to get pretty soft background. I said to Erin, `` plow me. I 've got to dig a grave for Virgil. And scream the ranch. It 'll be another hour or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

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

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

We both laughed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Sorry, Daddy. ``

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

I dragged Vergil Masters over to his hollow. It was n't 6 foot mystifying. 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 unit 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 ... Daddy ... I do n't need you to be my boyfriend, or husband. I do need to keep shtup you. And I love you, I do. But as far as long-term goes, well you 're probably more suitable to Gayle. Maybe I 'll determine person to settle down with. Like the Dizzy sisters have. ``

I finished covering up Vergil. `` Come here, babe miss. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a minuscule bit. `` I 'll be your 'Daddy'. I 'll be Daddy with benefit, okay ? ``

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The party
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The Masters boys were dressed, but looked a picayune sheepish. The Johnson sisters were beaming, their faces a little sluice. mustiness 've been a pretty good time on the knife case, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out loud and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

'' ... and we 've got skid, socks, and clothing for every one. And, dad man, we got you this awing hat ! Try it on ! ``

It was variety of a straight rim cowboy-type hat. Like Clint Eastwood wore in High-Plains Drifter and a few others.

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

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

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

'' looking at, we are n't trading hoi polloi for stuff. We 'll be fine without -- ''

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

thing motility quickly in the New World.

'' Well, not so fast. This blank space is very vulnerable. chicken feed windows all over, the back door whorl could n't stop a seven-year-old ... '' tinker's damn. 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 in back and fix this seat up. ``

That seemed to sit okay with mass. We were packing the Jeep with the habiliment, when Morgan noticed the mound of unused 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 hybridization and have a proper service, ok ? I promise, kid. ``

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

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


- - -

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

But the President Johnson sisters made it very solve ; these boy were off-limits. And they seemed smitten with the sisters, so that was sound. Then the girls discovered their new clothes, and the screeching was nearly unendurable. Shoes that fit ! Pants that fit ! Underwear !

Erin and I immediately set to re-loading the magazines and cleaning the weapon system. Always be cook for the next fight, you do n't fuck 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. speech production of which, who said you could go shooting sperms inside me ? ``

'' Little slut ! '' I replied as I finished off another 30-round magazine publisher. `` Your period just ended, you 've got a few more than Clarence Shepard Day Jr. until you ovulate. cerebration you might like that. ``

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

'' O.K., Little Tiger. '' We hugged and kissed.

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

'' Ha, yeah. fountainhead I 'm not certainly I 'm too heights on her tilt right now. She 's not so pleased with some of
the uh, whaddya call it, 'fornication'going on around here. ``

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

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

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

'' So yeah, just push the patches through, without dinging the side of the 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 hold back them clean so they will always work for us. ``

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

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

Lorrie scooted in finisher, obviously to get all the information she could. Never mind that her knocker pressed into my arm. Her titty that was barely contained in the cotton fiber T-shirt. The breast that was unfettered because a bra would bowl over the stitches on her back.

'' You guys have got killed a lot of living dead, have n't you. ``

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

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

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

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

'' It 's adept ! attend ! ``

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

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

Fucking majuscule is how you 're doing.

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

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

So I looked at the stitches. She took the bandage off yesterday to let it respire. 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 live, '' I pronounced.

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

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

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

I held her gently on her lower hip. Her scanty hips. Jesus of Nazareth Christ her skin is so soft and tender ...

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

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

'' I did n't mean to embarrass you. You probably think I 'm just a kid. But I 'm not. I turned 18 stopping point month. ``

'' I do n't consider you 're a kid ... '' With a torso like that ? She 's all womanhood, all the meter. `` But, you need to take it easy with that back. I do n't want any stitches to issue forth out. '' I could n't think of anything else to say. I mean, people are probable to come back at any moment. Yes, I fucked some of the other girls, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' weapon system up. ``

She raised her implements of war, her breasts 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 nipple until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' No, she does. Honest. I 'll be masturbating this evening. thinking of that big dick everyone says you have. Get fix for Payton, it 's her bit tonight. ``

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

Gayle came in to say hi.

'' Those male child are Very nice. Very nice. They tell me they want the sisters to live with them. What do you imagine ? ``

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

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. I think it would be alright. We need to start taking back the townsfolk anyway. Would be good to have a forwards base there. We 've got radio. We could hook them up with a set of solar panels. It could work. ``

We had a prissy dinner of kick stroganoff, from my provision of dehydrated nutrient. Canned mantrap for sweet. Also had lots of vodka and fruit juice.

Erin found the tablet, touched the screen a few sentence, and the next thing you know, Rihanna is blasting from the loudspeaker system. It 's a party !

The son shoved the table to one side, and we had a terpsichore level. Rihanna 's heartbeat were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a social dancer or anything, but I do get rhythm. So I was able-bodied to profess I had some motility. It did n't matter much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the Greek chorus :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly dependable !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't worry I like the smell of it !
stick and stone may break my os
But range of mountains and whips excite me ! ``

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

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

With all the `` Ooh baby, baby '' verse, it was getting crazy. Erin jumped up on the table and took off her T-shirt and shook her felicitous small boobs 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 band of bumping and grinding, and 'getting all up'on me, the boys, and the girls on each former in some severe dirty dancing.

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

Lorrie got bumped accidentally, and I roared at everyone to stop while we checked her out. I was about to adjudge `` party On ! '' when we heard the rotten strait of a zombie spirit moan, coming from international. Those fuckers.

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

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

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

3 zee were at the wall of the menage. individual had n't locked the gate.

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

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

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

Gayle gave me a sad expression 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 bedroom. I was the concluding to use a restroom. Got myself a exhibitor, finally. Got to think to check the piss level tomorrow in the memory board cisterna, I reminded myself.

When I opened the room access to my little computer room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was gross naked, sitting on the air mattress with her back up against the pillows and the wall. Her mighty hand was lazily playing with her shaved pussy while her left hand toyed with a nipple.

'' Hey, '' she said. `` Leslie Townes Hope you do n't take care ... there 's nowhere else to sleep. ``

'' Hey yourself. No, do n't hold on ! go along doing what you 're doing. ``

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

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

'' sustenance going, '' I said. Watching a woman masturbate is one of my great pleasures 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 preserve doing it. I want to see you cum. ``

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

I settled into the office chair. `` Just verbalise a trivial. secern me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? express me. ``

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

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to clobber me tough ... and put your tongue on my button ... and seize with teeth it a trivial ... '' she was getting the knack of it. Her finger slipped inside her snatch 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 arduous. And harder. '' Three of her digit fucked her cunt now.

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

'' And I want to suck your cock and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her digit out of her cunt and daintily put one in her mouth. Her mouth enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it houseclean of her juice. She did that to the other two.

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

'' Yes sister, differentiate me More. ``

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

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

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

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

'' Oh Good Shepherd that slut ! '' she cried. But she was excited.

'' I fucked her from bum. ``

'' piece of ass yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck fuck fucking ! 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 pussy and she furiously banged herself. It was taking everything I had not to get take, but I loved watching her.

'' God, you 're beautiful, '' I said. Hey, she looked not bad. She was n't the prettiest of the bunch by a foresighted shot. But who the fuck charge. She was awesome.

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

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

'' Deliverer that was genuine ? ``

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

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

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

She writhed in pleasure as she convulsed from her sexual climax. When she was spent, I grabbed her legs and dragged her down fully on to the mattress so I could make love her good. And I did. I shoved my cock all the way up her dripping cunt so secure she did n't make out what hit her. I had to flex her over, face-down, so she could call into the pillows.

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

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

At one degree, the door opened and Erin stuck her head in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'sign with my digit to my rima oris. She nodded and sat on the floor. Pulling her trivial sudor gasp aside, she rubbed her pussy as she watched me fuck Payton.

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

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

'' I 'm going to sleep together your mamilla, baby ! '' I warned Payton.

She opened her eyes for the outset clip in about 10 minutes as she watched me locate in between her yummy jugful. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left. Payton kind of express mirth but did n't seem to mind.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I was about at the end of my rope. I reached down and pulled on her nipples as Payton squeezed her tits. Pulled on the fuckers pretty hard. Payton yelped as my cum crack into her mouth and on her chin. She moaned more as Erin 's clapper made her cum. I shot some more cum onto her human face, then pulled back and dropped some piles on her big flabby tits.

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

Payton just lay there in sexual fulfillment, enjoying her natural high. She swallowed the cum in her mouth, but the 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 neck opening. She then drooled it into Payton 's sass, who swallowed it easily.

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

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

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

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

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

Payton roused out of her stupor to remark Erin.

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

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

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

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

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

- - -

The next aurora we had powdered bollock, lyophilised ham, and pancakes. All good manners of Momma Gayle, with some help from Lorrie, of line. That tinker's dam is not bad, pretty tasty, even. Considering the circumstances. The IHOP was, after all, run by Zach and Zed and Zena, at this point.

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

We parked the Unimog at the E end of main street. It already had some followers. The cool matter about the Mog is its height. No matter what the Zeds do, they ca n't break in. They ca n't break the field glass. They ca n't climb up 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 dangerous long scope and stopping power. Also had an AR, and the suppressed 22. The idea was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would bring in more than Zachs, and they would celebrate shooting. Lorrie would get some real number on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Henry Morgan, and Wyatt went down to a incline street at the whole other end of the diminished townsfolk. We pulled up to the last house. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boy had pitchforks. We also had side arm, all of us. The theme, though, was to go quiet and check the houses.

The first one was a piece of cake. Tapped on the door, all unruffled. The house was unlocked, cipher inside. We checked for medicines and food, found a pretty salutary stash of toilet. Some upright food in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No medical specialty. No weapon. Some old lady clothes, that 's about it. We stacked the hindquarters on the porch for later pickup.

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

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

Found a small food, a .38 revolver with 9 carapace, some 42-year old Playboys, and some dirty apparel. But we took everything we could find. cd, aluminum hydrofoil, baggies, lav paper, lucifer, dog food.

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

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

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

'' It 's us ! Sir Henry Morgan and Wyatt lord. From the store ! ``

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

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

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

'' Naw. I 'm good for the winter. cum spring, I 'll be needing some supplying, though. You reckon we 'll get some power and intellectual nourishment by then ? ``

'' Uh, no, missus ... ''

'' It 's miss. Thompson. Never had a good deal motive for no man. Although, I do kind of like your flair, Slim. '' She let that hang. I was n't sure what to say. Was n't expecting to be hit on today, least not by an old noblewoman. She was n't bad looking, for 65.

'' Hmph ... well ... missy 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 stub. `` Stud, '' she whispered and laughed.

We went through 30 more than houses, but no former living common people. raft of deadened torso, though ; human and zombie. Did find a decent 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in various calibers with a few corner of scale 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 better fix to photograph from.

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

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

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

'' She 's up on the second floor. rush ! ``

We broke into the lower base of the literal acres function. I killed two zeds with my Crovel. I could try More of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` depend out below '' and threw a pair more z down the stairs. gunshot followed as Erin or someone killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The zeds were now converging on us. We each fired our handgun until they were empty. The floor was slippery from all the ichor and Albert Gore Jr., but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed question. I worked my way into what seemed a sleeping room, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a wall, holding back two snake god with just her rifle barrel. Crying and screaming, she was going to mislay the battle in the next few seconds as the fuse weight of the two big man zombi was probably 400 pounds.

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

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

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

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

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

I sat down and held my oral sex in my hired hand. Jesus I almost fucked up again ! We need more training before we can do this sort of affair !

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

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

Ashamed, Erin went up to the stairway. Probably to the clock tower so she could shoot to a greater extent zeds.

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

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

I think it was in that moment where I realized how often I cared for these citizenry. I looked at Gayle and Lorrie. Gayle was whispering softly to Lorrie, who seemed really small right now. They should n't be fighting zombi. 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 sis. And Payton, and Kaitlyn, and Tina. And the male child, too. I ca n't let anything bechance to these people.

zombie moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

I talked with the local male child after dinner. I wanted to find out what commercial enterprises were in town or nearby. Gas Stations, stores, welding shops, sporting goodness computer memory, 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 hours, we did more P90 grooming, except for Lorrie. fountainhead, she did a modified version. She is n't all that flexible yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any happiness right then.

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Chapter 9 - The Recovery
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The following three daylight raced by. I took a team of Wyatt, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two other nearby towns, just a little with child than ours. They were as bad or worse than our little town. There 's a larger 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 appurtenance. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a elusive brass silver screen and you could talk with them. They were much faint than bike helmets. Plus, you could still assume goggles with them. We found all kinds of pads and protective equipment for the legs and coat of arms, also. The target was to make ourselves knockout to bite.

Back at the ranch, we all put on our cogwheel for veridical live preparation. number one, everyone got used to hitting me on the head with broomstick. Did n't even reach me through my helmet, but everyone got lots of licks in.

At the Lawnmower haunt shop, we got lots of lawnmower steel. We trimmed up one end to fit the gallon smaller hired man, then wrapped it in paracord to nominate a courteous grip. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like finish. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some one thousand rake, the tough kind, not betray rakes. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the middle ones facing forward. I thought this would total in handy.

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

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

organism generally myopic, except for Payton, the girls were having a street fighter meter with a one-shot kill ; Zed 's arms were too long. The girl learned to cut up off an arm or two first, then go for the putting to death. Or sound off them in the human knee so Zed fell down. Then it was an easy kill shot.

Then they tried it with the rakehell. Much well ! laborious swing to the knees, down they went. Then they were easy pickins for a rake-shot to the head. So that became our primary manoeuvre ; skim them out in the open, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

study from the international populace were disheartening. stallion cities like New House of York had fallen into perfect shambles. The cyberspace was pretty limited. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those silicon valley guys always had bang-up security.

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

- - -

Next first light, 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 hanker shipway away. But you 've been like a Fatherhood to all of us, and we wanted to say thank you ! ``

And they brought out all kind of good stuff. Including Hostess Donettes ! And Hostess Cherry Pies !

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

Erin laughed. `` remember the Circle K stock ? I swiped some goodies for you then. '' She hugged me hard and I hugged her back. She cried a little, then everyone else gave me a piffling present. They were mostly from the ironware memory board in town, but it was awesome. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting air sock, a canteen, some early odds and death. Some Drakkar Noir from Gayle and Lorrie.

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

'' As for you guys ... Well I 'm so proud of you. You could have fallen apart, but you did n't. This raft is ... well it just sucks. But we 're gon na make it respectable ! 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 cypher really got into worry. And the lawn-mower blades worked
as hoped, and we hardly fired the guns at all. It was a thoroughly day.

- - -

As we entered the star sign, I was told to shower first since it was `` Daddy hold day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my shower on. Would be nice to get clear first, for once.
I was just getting some black profligate off my arms when the room access opened. I was pleased ! We were so focussed lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a while. As long as it was n't one of the cat, I would be happy with whoever it was.

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

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

'' Absolutely ! '' Holy tinker's dam, it 's Gayle !

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

'' Ok, '' I said, turning towards the exhibitor head. `` To tell you the accuracy, 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 okay. ``

She stepped in the shower. I tried to change by reversal around.

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

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

She washed my implements of war as they hung by my side.

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

Then she reached around and washed my pectus, first with the scrubby and then with her bare custody. She spent a lot of metre on my nipples. Why do men receive nipples ? I do n't know, but I was happy I did. That felt wonderful.

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

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

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

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

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

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

And with that, she dropped the scrubby and massaged my butthole. She leaned into me again with her titty and body. She reached around with her former helping hand and gently traced her digit along my impossibly unvoiced shaft. But that finger on my ass ... it went inside ...

'' You like this, papa ? ``

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

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

Gayle gave my cock a good squeeze then suddenly let go. She slid down on her knees, and began to buss my ass buttock. She pulled them apart, then stuck her tongue in the naughtiest of billet. I could n't think it.

'' sanctum piece of ass '' was all I was able to mutter.

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

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

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

'' Holy fuck. I mean. Yes ! Of course of action ! Just admiring the perspective ! ``

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

I forgot all about style and genteelness and the grievous bodily harm, I just grabbed her and held her from the backrest, running my deal all up and down her hanging mammilla, abdomen, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

My left bridge player massaged a tit as my rightfield manus 's finger slipped up inside her. Jesus she was so wet inside. Her stiff mammilla tried to stand up to my tweaking, but I pinched and rolled it all around, causing Gayle to moan softly.

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

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

'' Well, you 've got all these teenager to bed, and they 're so much ... tighter than me ... ''

I spread her ass face and buried my aspect between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and snatch, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my tongue up her ass and up her bitch, she seemed to like that. I sort of settled in with my quarter round in her posterior and center my lips and tongue on her pussy. Her lemonlike flavors covered my boldness as I tried to burrow into her bitch. Again, I was sword lily I had stocked up so many razors, not a hair in sight.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I fondled her lusciously big tits, and then clamped my rima oris down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit arduous, drawing as much as I could into my mouth.

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

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

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

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

'' semen on, do n't be a sister ! ``

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

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

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

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

I could n't hold it. I came.

As always, that world-class stab felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my venous blood vessel. Each subsequent squirt felt incredible, too. Gayle felt my red-hot shots enter her cunt as I pumped more and more sperm into her.

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

My cock began to shrivel up a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to puzzle out my cock before the shower washed us clean. I could see she got a expert dowry down her throat.

'' cum, 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 fiddling chair to fix her face. She looked so cute, peg crossed, tits hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a young boy watching mommy get ready. My hammer felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, beloved ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

'' Oooo ... does that feel beneficial miss ? Mmmmm ... yes it does ... poor things ... mmmmm ... that mean old man was slapping you miserable young lady ... oh but this feels sooo gooood. ``

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

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

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

... except for her daughter ...


- - -

Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch perfective'and American ginseng along with all the a capella Song dynasty, the fille were all kind of wacky and a bit strange. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat future to me during the movie, with her girl Lorrie on my former side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would encounter. But I did n't take in to wait long.

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

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

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

'' I just came to speak, '' she said. She had a bottle of my prize Justin Pinot grape noir and a twain glasses. We sat down, me in my wheel chair and her in the metal folding chair.

We talked about a lot of things, but mostly about our situation and what my plans were for the future. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of work. What we really needed was a way to hit a zombie unloose region so that we could then begin farming operations. Plus we now had good deal of new mouths from townsfolk that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the hoi polloi we met were nice, but generally a bit elder. Still, some of them had farming backdrop. But early than the skipper 's Son, we had n't found anyone near the miss 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 kind of defensive. `` I think we 've got a real barb at making something -- ''

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

'' Oh ... yeah, I get that. But I guess she 's only got thin pickins right now. Mr. Olson today was single. But he was what, 55 ? ``

'' Yeah. Just what I want for Lorrie ! But no. I had mortal else in my mind. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' But what ? ``

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

'' She 's fountainhead over heals in love with you. Most of the daughter are attracted to you, but she 's actually in love. ``

She 's in love with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two main number here. Number One is, you, Gayle. And Number Two, I 'm not for 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 have intercourse if I have time for a genuine relationship. It 's umm ... it 's moderately leisurely rightfield now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the door. ``

Gayle rolled her eyes.

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

Gayle kind of made a disappoint face.

'' No, I mean aught 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 capital. And, I think the heavy sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't have in mind you had to marry Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. save it in psyche. ``

'' So if she comes a-knocking at my door some dark ... you 're ... what ? ``

'' I 'm ok with that ! Just .... be easy on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a virgin. ``

I thought about our gun-cleaning school term a workweek ago. Lorrie seemed pretty quick to undress.

'' You sure about that ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, she would 've told me. ``

'' So, if you want me for her, what was up with the cascade today ? That does n't seem to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the rest of her wine. `` I 'm not consummate. I had this vision of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't sound near at all, does it ? I mean, I at least treasured you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds form of pudden-head now that I say it out flashy. ``

I drank the rest period of my pinot and poured us both some more.

Have I mentioned how gorgeous Gayle is ? My dad was a horn dog in his day, even as an elderly man. He like the full-figured gals like Marilyn, Mamie, Rita, etc., but his favorite was the Italian babe, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a carnival resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly things like kill a bunch of zombies with your bare clenched fist and come back for your reinforcement. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go look her up. Sophia, I mean. assure out some of the younger pictures of her, when her hair's-breadth is pretty straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's tits are bigger. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the elbow room a bit, then I knelt down in 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 story with her ... how could I possibly only make making love to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full sassing. Her hand came up to me, she ran her digit through my hair.

Our sassing pressed a little firmer together and our sweet osculation turned a niggling hotter as I moved into her a lilliputian more. I broke the kiss, only to get a slightly dissimilar angle and pop out kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her lower lip, and sucked it into my mouth, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her vertebral column against the wall. With both my script gently holding her side, I kissed her with rage and tenderness like I 'd never felt before.
Gayle had slipped her handwriting underneath my t-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my back. Then she continued to kiss me as she pulled me closer to her.

'' Saviour, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an ounce of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being nice. ``

She slipped my jersey over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` stall over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a child ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk light, in just my faded dungaree with a bulging crotch.

'' Turn around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a piffling for her.

'' Sweet Jesus, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, nobody 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your perspective, Gayle. ``

'' cream up those weights, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a couple 30 pound dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few Curl for her, some standing presses, I turned my book binding to her and did some lateral flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her correct hand gently rubbing her go out breast, and her left forefinger in between her front teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of cool to sleep with I turn on a chick. 38 age old. Semi-ripped. Still have my haircloth, all of it. I guess I 'm not the worst guy they could run into in a living dead apocalypse.

I went and stood in front of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my arms, like I was going to impart her over a doorstep. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one virgin in my whole life. It did n't go so well. Lots of pain. call. shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so smooth with women ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm awful. So, you really require me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the rightfulness intelligence ? Deflower your daughter ? ``

'' I ca n't think of anyone I 'd rather feature do it, '' she said, twirling her fingerbreadth through my hair.
I kissed her her on the lips for a few moments.

'' You want me to, fuck your daughter ? '' Long ... kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to have to give suck her tits for a literal prospicient time. '' Kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to lick her pussy. '' Kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suck my cock. '' osculation with some natural language ...

'' She will be skillful, I promise. ``

'' How do you experience ? ``

'' I 've made her practice. On banana tree and cucumber vine. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No son of a bitch ? ``

'' No shit. I told her it was an important acquirement. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing situation, but we kept close and kissed more. I undid the belt on her robe, sliding my hand between her smooth skin and the gown. I cupped her ass cheek and pulled her to me, she could feel my erection now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her gown, she stood there naked. She did n't try to cover up or anything.

'' Not always so squeamish. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my jeans as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down next to each other, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just love knocker. All tits. There 's just something about them that drives me junkie. Yeah, big surprise. But more than most guy wire, I love them. I love to puzzle out, and nibble, and twirl my lingua around them. And they all feel so dissimilar. Some are unfluctuating, some are really squashy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as much as I could. Some mammilla raciness here and there, Gayle just had her pass back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too much time on the titty, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could suck them for hours ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Christ no. It 's like the best massage in the humankind. Only better. I 'm a thousand percent relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How trade good is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

fountainhead, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her tits and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's breathing increased, so did my heartiness. When she panted a little, I grabbed her pussy. With my palm on her clit, I slipped a finger in between her backtalk 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 hand tit up to her cheek and drew in her own mamilla to her sassing. God I love that.
I rubbed her pussy faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a couple more minute when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few times. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic waves washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' Wait, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me rest ... too ... medium ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a proficient sentence for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her legs and guided my cock to her kitty-cat opening.

I pressed in ... Good Shepherd she was so wet I just slid right in.

'' Michael ... just a here and now ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fuck .... ''

As my weightiness set down on her, our pelvic arch rubbed, re-igniting her clit. Gayle thrashed around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't form any real words, just moan and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say diddley but it was too a great deal endeavor. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck other hombre. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend side. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guys. '' I sped up my pounding to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy fuck ! Oh diddly-squat Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of times, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking severely. `` She should n't ... oh Saviour Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch over me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it turn you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her chest, sticking my pussy-sopping cock into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your daughter watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your tits, your ass, oh that 's overnice child yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy slit ... and not just once but a lot of multiplication. ``

Well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this decimal point, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on mommy Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a torrent down her throat. Load after shipment of hot jet gibe into her mouth. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

Panting, she rose up to catch her breath.

Then she called me an son of a bitch and Slapped my face !

She sat there, all defiant, her eye gleaming. I was fucking move around 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 wooden leg and shoved my cock back into her cunt. Gayle arched her back as I entered her, and she moaned out loud. I was rather ingrain 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 elbow room ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your cunt ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a good mom. ``

'' You 're a great mom ... a Fucking cracking mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No answer. I forced my manus under her abdomen so I could grab her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrongfulness ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her body is so firm ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to suck stopcock ... ''

'' No Michael ... halt it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm sure. ``

'' Stop it ... please oh shit oh stag oh shit I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her puss ... man ca n't you almost taste it ? '' I pulled my deal from Gayle 's snatch and rubbed it on her mouth, brass, pushed my finger inside her mouth so she could sample it all.

'' You want to taste her ... '' I began cumming inside her pussy. Her slit rampart gripped my cock and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh fuck yes ... fucking yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the sec sentence, filling up her cunt with fervid hot sperm.
After a couple minutes, Gayle wriggled a bit and asked `` Would you mind ... ? '' So I rolled off her. To my surprise, she went down and cleaned up my shaft with her tongue and lips, sucking up the coalesce cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, aid yourself to my sperm anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making sexual love to me. This will be the finale meter. I want ... I want Lorrie to consume a opportunity. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the last time, we fucked again in the morning.


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Chapter 10 - The particular date
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The succeeding day was moving day for the Johnson sis. We got the Masters place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and live. I 'll accommodate to some jealousy there, those dame were pretty wild little honies !

So we spent most of the day trying to occlude off the townsfolk. We 'd been to every star sign, killed every zombie inside the family, sheds, barns, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always more snake god. 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 little killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a tight berth where we are protected, but we can kill them with joint or spears or something. ``

'' Genius ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up something and then fall down. So the fall kills near of them. Or at least breaks their legs or backs. That would deliver, ammunition, right ? ``

The missy kind of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ravel and parachuting ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me think. '' I had it. So simple, it just might work.

'' Brilliant ! Lorrie, it 's brilliant. We get some merchant vessels containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a rectangular tube. We tilt them up at, like a ten or twenty degree angle. We 'll want lots of them. Stack them on top of each early or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 feet high and they walk out the end of the last container right into thin air. They smash on the ground -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a operose landing topographic point ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the country with fencing or more cargo ships containers ... ''

'' And when the arena 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 enceinte fucking melodic theme. Except, we did n't have any merchant vessels containers. Or a way to impress them. Or a Crane to stack them.

Eh, minor details.

- - -

We cleaned up to a greater extent of the town. Not too many living folks, but it 's goodness to rid of the lurker. Zed likes to creep around and become up in the most bizarre plaza, so it 's commodity to have him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as avid a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her guns, Lorrie really wanted it done up closing curtain and personal. She wanted to look into their dead eyes as they died again.

We had cleared out a section of business firm, then we went back to them to check for salvageable clobber. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this prissy old sign, checking matter out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not sure what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't think there will be any more. I do n't acknowledge ... ''

'' Whaddya mean you do n't have sex ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a little steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I tell her that her mom wants US to pinch up ?

'' Well, you guys are great together, it would be gracious to have a real daddy ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my real daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never mind, it 's fine. It 's fine ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, cipher can shut you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the house some more. It 's form of sad, looking through a suddenly person 's life.
Usually, we just look for condom where we might find guns, trunks for ammo, kitchens for food etc. But this home was different. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this planetary house. 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 townsfolk built it a long time ago for the then current mayor to survive in. But later, it got bought by some rich people the great unwashed ... The town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your size of it, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couple outfits. `` She had some taste. Where in this townsfolk would she wear this hooey ? This is like, New York urban center, 20 class ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some moans from the street.

'' tariff calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' Remind me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, mister ! '' She waggled her big blade at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the computer hardware store for lunch, now re-named master copy and Andrew Johnson, in honour of the approaching wedding between the master male child and the Johnson sisters. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a hour ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two cylinder block back to that nice house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a couple things from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quickie ! Am I old intelligence already ? ``

'' You 're never old tidings, my small darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's OK, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a black dress, fitted, with some dotty cuts. Kind of like that Demi Marianne Craig Moore dress from 20 years ago. And I grabbed a pair of dainty heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's O.K. ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a geek. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a Nice necklace, too. `` You 'll want these, too. ``

We stashed everything in the Jeep. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' Stop grinning, Daddy, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your plan, Daddy-man ? You going to take her to dinner ? Not many eatery open right now ... ''

'' wellspring, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' flake. Ok, I 'll think of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

- - -

We spent the rest of the day getting the Dr. Johnson baby and the lord Brothers situated. I let them have two solar venire and a deep cycle battery so they could have lights and tear up batteries. We got them some food and water system, too.

Eventually, the rest of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the Jeep. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting showers and having a cocktail or two as we played some music picture on the TV. It was kind of assuredness. At one point, Erin dragged a bundle into my computer room that included the dress and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her mamilla and said `` Do n't forget about me, Daddy ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her pussy through her camouflage bloomers a little bit.

'' Ooooh Daddy ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the shower ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can taste it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the rampart, little bitch. spread head em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underwear. I undid her knickers and yanked them down to expose her ass. I could see her cunt sassing, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous little pinhead with my left hand and with my right, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, Daddy ... yes ... relate me ... ''

While squeezing her tit hard, I gently rubbed her pussy lips, feeling her moisture already, my hand spread them apart. I pinched her pap hard and held on to it tightly, and slipped my fingerbreadth up to her clit. I massaged her bitch like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' Quiet baby ... stay quiet ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just Daddy. Just dada feeling up his little little girl ... His bad picayune young woman ... and her wet slit ... pop likes her wet cunt ... yes ... he will lick it again soon ... yes dad likes her twat ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, Daddy, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, pop ... but do n't hold back ... love me anywhere I do n't care, papa ... even If you marry Lorrie, just eff me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her twat harder, squishing around in all her pussy drippings. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a beneficial female child ... you like me squeezing your tits ? ``

'' Yes pappa ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the clip. We shower together, and I pee on her knocker in the shower. You should see us pop ... you should pee on her bosom, too ... oh god ! shit shit bull crap ! I 'm cumming daddy cumming so well oh hoot oh red cent ! ``

Erin soaked my helping hand with her succus. I slipped my drenched midriff 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 peter. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet script. She licked it clean of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might need this afterward, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her trouser, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the waiting area a few minutes later, nobody seemed to find. I took my shower.

I came from my shower and met Erin again, who handed me a nice stale Coors Light.

'' Well thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boys and girl for dinner. You know, serve them out with their first meal and stuff. ``

Nice plan, Erin ! What a just little girl she is ...

'' Well, who 's going ? I 'm kind of round, but I do n't know if I like the idea of us separating, especially at night. ``

trueness was, Zach had been pretty calm lately, we seemed to have killed most of them in town.
But I had to make it look good.

'' Well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the suppressed 22, my 1911, my blade. The rest of us will be armed also. We 'll be skilful ! '' She winked at me.

'' Well maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to stay with her. We need you up here to hang. ``

I thought about it for a few consequence, hoping to spend a penny it depend unspoiled. `` Well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over plans and rules. I was n't too concerned, but I did n't want anything stupid to pass off. And you can always reckon on Zach to make thing stupid.

- - -

We all said goodbye to each former as the mathematical group went to pop to visit the Masters and Andrew Johnson computer hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a little headache. nix serious. I 'm going to rest in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to give us some dinner, I 'll send you in a plate ? ``

'' Sounds commodity, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few arcminute later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked outstanding in her khaki trunks and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, Edward Young peeress ? '' I made an overstate bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her best fake southern accent. `` well are n't you just a dear man ? I would love 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. `` well darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a little something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too variety, sir ! I would just be captivated ! I mean, after all, what kind of dinner outfit is one with ancestry on it ? ``

We walked to my way, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on Earth did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not significant. What is important is that dinner is in one hr, and I do n't need to see obliterate nor hair of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shoo away her out of the room. I had things to do !

Within the next hour, I whipped up some frost dried beef stroganoff, canned corn, and honest-to-god Bisquick biscuit ! Then I perked myself up a lilliputian, shaved, put on my safe shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty good, if I must say so.

In precisely one hour, Lorrie made her entree. And what an entrance !

The dress, black. The design, bare shoulders, with about one-inch straps that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's ample cleavage. Tight around her stomach, flowing over her rosehip, and ending just above her knee joint. Her bare branch stretched down to her satin black stiletto 3 inch hound. Her rich Brown hair tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally wavelike way. Just a small physical composition to highlight her eye and some lip gloss to make her lips shiny.

I could n't address. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a act a few substructure away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I look okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her hired hand clasped and her middle shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. Good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so mint ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little undulation at that dot. `` respectable 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 have a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern punctuate again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the effectual age for souse drinkable is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a peace officer, I shall turn myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the silver necklace around her neck, my manus lingering on her piano skin. She put in the matching earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't intend that this was ever potential again ! I feel like royalty or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her warm waistline as she snuggled close. I made us some grayness Goose gimlets over ice. It 's a simple drink, just vodka and Rose 's calcium hydroxide juice, but it 's honest and to the point.

We sipped our beverage, told each other funny short tarradiddle, talked about old clock time. The thing was, she had a way of making me look matter to. But it was n't forced, she seemed sex about what I had to say. She was either very adept at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a denture of food back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner party with a chilled chardonnay. I find snowy vino to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me tale of near-misses with male child ; tons of beau but most 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 occupy prospects, for sure. And one professor who already promised me an'A'if I would log Z's over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this shit came down ... '' She waved her helping hand at the offence external 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 one, I guess. ``

'' And what bout now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any female problem right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your darling ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to answer that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A gentleman's gentleman does n't kiss and recount. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her voice trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an solvent. But I was having a arduous metre concentrating with all her tit bod and segmentation poking through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest girl here. Prettiest daughter anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some praxis I could be as serious as her in bed, I 'm for sure ! I 've watched lots of videos, and, ohmygod I should keep out up ! I 'm so humiliated ! ``

I stood up and held out my helping hand to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some mild music, this old 70s group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my hands to her waistline as hers clasped around my neck opening. We swayed gently for a few second, and I pulled her closer to me.

Her body melted into mine, her monolithic chest pressed into mine. Her hair smelled scrumptious, some rosy shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a little membership as we 're working intemperately killing zee. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My hammer began to twitch. And to fill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a back babe. '' I had to hand in and adjust my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable position. `` All better now. ``

'' You get, intemperately that fast ? I 'm sorry, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get hard very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvises contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my helping hand down her back, 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 consequence. I turned slightly and met her rim with mine. Oh god, she was so soft and tender. She opened her mouth slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each other. My right hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a couple of my fingers.

After a few present moment, our sass parted. But I pressed my frontal bone to hers, maintaining a very familiar stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me intemperately, her mouth working me over. Her hot tongue licked my upper lip, then darted inside my mouth. I tried to worm her tongue with mine as our Passion increased. I grabbed both her ass face full on and grinded my cock into her. She responded with a little gasp, and then proceeded to go down on my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The Story of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me write this section of the story. I was taking creative composition in shoal when all of this went down and, so, I think the account needs my touching. So yes, I was completely in puppy love with Michael at this spot. I was also a Virgo the Virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a member inside me. I had had other things, like Mom 's purple vibrator, her meth dildo, a cucumber, and some other assorted, 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 point and I was just past 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Christ 's saki. In those older days, I think he was like ready to pile up social security ! ( I 'm sure he will be spanking me at about this distributor point when he reads this. )

fountainhead, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something other people had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very high gear standards. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the line, I think I was about 13 or 14, I watched a moving picture with Mom. It was called 'Tombstone .'Maybe you 've seen it. It 's the fib of Wyat Earp and his brother. It starred Kurt Russel as Sir Thomas Wyat, and had mess of other aplomb people 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 flowers around it. I used to indite my name and his name together, and I would write 'Lorrie Elliott'and satisfy pageboy with hearts and flowers ! So you do n't know him ? He was Vergil Earp. Tall, slightly graying haircloth, and THAT articulation ! deep barytone, Texas accent, and his character was just a fucking MAN about everything. He was also in Ghost rider ( my second front-runner movie, behind tombstone ) as the guy in the necropolis who tells Nicholas John Cage what 's going on with everything. He did a clump of TV commercials, including Ram Trucks for the last few yr right up to the zombi spirit Crash.

I do n't get laid where he is now, but I 'm sure as shooting he 's in Texas doing just fine. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega crunch on some old movie actor.

Fast forward till now. We girls were on the run from the zombie spirit, and we were losing the great unwashed left and proper. You ca n't even ideate the terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained much about 'the smash'of civilisation in this fib. ) He was all set up there in his bunker drinking cold beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were near demise at every pace. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb up a fence. I could feel hot blood running down my back and I could see the veneration in everyone 's eyes as we tried to notice a sign to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this house, and then passing out. I have glimpse of thing from then on, but I 'm not for certain if they are my actual memories or false ace since I 've heard the write up so many times.

What I do commend is waking up and not knowing what the piece of tail was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty a great deal lying in a flood of what smelled like pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a unusual way I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to fill me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our lives at the very finis possible present moment before we were all run through alive. He had taken us to a procure place that had solid food, water, electricity, movies, gun for hire, popcorn, and he was n't an arsehole ! He patched me up and kept me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first time a little while later that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the night before getting me some music, and he was now training the girls in shooting skills so they could all pop zombies.

So here 's the scene : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a Texas accent ! Not rattling strong, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got jeans on and some variety of United States Army sweater on, and military-looking boots. His air, his behaviour, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can tell you that ! His handsome face appeared bowl over about something, and yet he was pure pleasantness and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a finger around my ear, pushing my hair's-breadth off my face and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the succeeding couple of daytime, while I 'm recovering, stories start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the girls, and he 's got a big nooky shaft. So let 's recap. Big rooster, good-looking guy, tall, Texas dialect, has his diddlyshit together, putting to death zombies without batting an eye, saves damsels in severe distress, likes musicals and retro Rock, is apparently unspoilt at pleasing the peeress, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 good affair to one not-so-great affair. Fortunately, I 've had a life long love affair with my previous Sam, so that one thing is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally channelize over blackguard, peak time in dear with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was win over him that I was so a lot better than the 8 hot babes already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an injured virgin like myself !

Things went along for a clip, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really want to depend at me at times. Now, I do n't want to look like all stuck up and shit, but I 'm pretty damn cute. I was thinking it was maybe my boobs. Guys are so uncanny. They seem to like boobs, but if you 've got over-sized ace like I do, they just make fun of you or get all stupid or, I do n't know what. I know there 's guy rope who think that 'more than a handful is a waste', and then there 's cat who just love massive tits. How do I have sex 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 contingent of their alone time together. I knew she was smitten ( her word, not mine ) but she also knew it was just kind of a spree ; Michael did n't appear to want to get too attached at this tip. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guy wire, 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 love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. Late at night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could try mom giving herself an climax. Squishy sounds in a small elbow room, can only be one thing, ya know ? Sometimes she would whisper his public figure. Then she 'd decrease asleep. Of course of instruction, that got me very horny so then I 'd have to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my digit in my cunt and circularise my sexual climax around my stiff teat. Then, I lick them uncontaminating. I think it 's very sexy. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a petty device. After I swallow down my juices, I like to just hug my boobs to my expression, like easy warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my nipples more, but usually they just comfort me. virtually Nox I drift off to slumber that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'attention was to become a world-champion zombi spirit slayer. And so when my back healed I worked very strong and listened to everything he said and I got fucking good at it ! Erin is a intimately gunman than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the easily of all the fille. My tools are, a Gerber mini-machete and a hanker painters pole. On the magnetic pole, we worked up a capitulum with kind of a `` Tee '' on it. The movement is, I use the pole to try and strike hard down the Zed, then cut his fucking brain with the machete. If he 's really big and I ca n't knock him down, the magnetic pole at least save his weaponry off me while I hack them before I get to his stupid head.

I used to be kind of like a girly-girl, not very athletic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy concerns outside my slight lot of admirer. In shortstop, I was a narrow-minded twit. But hey, we can all change !

Now, I feel raw if I do n't induce my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel spooky if I do n't also accept my pole and my AR strapped on or within arm 's grasp. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't mind saying it. I was just starting to enter the globe, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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Okay I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to write about my low gear intimate experience with another soul, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's correct, it 's his history and I 'm only a guest author. Still, I just stood up and farted in his full general counselling, just to teach him a lesson.

So where were we ... Ah yes ! The terpsichore ! I did n't go to my Prom because Chris got the flu, so I always felt bad about missing that. And missing the after-prom activities ! But Chris was too shy and did n't hump what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Good Shepherd 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 beverage, for sure. He was so kind, and sweetness, and staring into my center, when he asked me to dance I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our trunk touched. He traced the cicatrix on my back from my neck down to my lower back. It was sexy, not perfect, and it just reminded me that this heroic man saved my lifetime on various occasions now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could feel little inspiration in my pussy during dinner, but good Creator I was on flak when we started dancing ! His strong arms wrapped around me, his manly scent enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me smashed, my breasts crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could feel something on his right field leg. Something difficult. I 'm sure it was his cock, but I thought it was in the middle between his branch, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a indorse, sister. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his hand down his own pants. `` All serious now. ``

I was n't sure what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of porno, the pecker were usually just hard ; I did n't experience how long it took to go from delicate to hard. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This meter, I could sense all of his hardness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that surd. sanctum shit ! My nipples were hard, I can tell apart you that, and my pussy seemed to be on fire, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The inapt, mis-proportioned little girl ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his brass, then he turned and he met me with his sassing. Our clapper danced and time seemed to remain firm still. next thing I know both his hands are on my ass cheeks, and he 's pressing his hard putz into my tummy. I moved a piddling sideways so I got one of his branch between mine, and I grinded against him like a common slut. But I did n't care, it felt so commodity !

We kissed for several minute of arc, lost in each others lips. His hands felt so good on my butt, squeezing hard, almost too surd but it not quite. My paw eventually drifted down his sides, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare skin for the first-class honours degree time. He did n't accept an ounce of fat on him. I ran my hands up the front of his thorax, feeling the shape of his hard stomach and then the sheik of his hard pectoralis. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice thorax, Mr.. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, picayune lady ! '' he responded. `` I do n't think you understand how salutary you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his arms like I was just a art object of paper ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' postponement, '' he said in surprise. `` You do n't even be intimate what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' Well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, pitiful sweetheart. I was going to ask if you 'd help me wash the Jeep ? ``

'' Sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, dirty mouthpiece. But this was n't the clip for subtlety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the Jeep can wait until tomorrow. '' He started towards his room, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too tire out and worn out. Virgin busting is hard work, or so I hear. ``

He just smiled and set me down gently after we entered his room. He arranged the air mattress and turned on a diffused Christ Within, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a defenseless man before ? In person, I mean ? ``

I shook my head word, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my fountainhead, yes.

'' OK, stay there, I 'll denudate for you. ``

He unbuttoned his long arm shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely pass off. He threw the shirt on the storey. Kicked off his shoe, then pulled his socks off.

'' Last chance ! '' he said as he stood there with his hands on the fly of his jean. `` You can still back out ! ``

In a slightly quivering voice, I answered. `` I might just toss off 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 cranny of his butt cheek. His ass was perfect. As he removed the pants completely, I marveled at how the muscles in his stage and butt on flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his weapons system outstretched a little and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the face was a three-foot devil cock.

wellspring, I was a virgin, retrieve ? It seemed like it was three feet long. He told me later it 's about 8 inch. 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 death of this thing, and wanting to devour it with my mouthpiece 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 odour for a few moments, strong, musky. My hands on his thigh, I knew from the porno what I was supposed to do, but doing it for real is a unlike tale. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's nice. ``

I began to make out with his peter, and my right wing hand came over to grapple it. Deliverer ! The pelt is so delicate, but underneath is so intemperately ! How is this possible ? And the skin moves around on the outside a little, fascinating ...

Gathering up my courage, I opened my rima oris and covered his whole tip with my lips. Good god, my back talk was subject almost as often as it could, and I only had about an inch inside ! How do those female child deep throat like in the picture show ? But it felt so aplomb, so good, and then I had a salty predilection in my lip. I pulled back and I could see this succus ooze from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricant. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can smack it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some cleaning lady seem to detest the taste perception of cum, and some love it. Seems like few love it, though. I hoped I would like it.

After a mates minute of arc, Michael helped me back up to standing.

'' infant, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this dress ? ``

He turned me around and undid the little clasp in the dorsum. After stepping out of my wearing apparel, he slid my underwear off. The moment of truth was coming, he was going to see my outsize boobs in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy diddly-shit ! '' Michael exclaimed when he turned me around.

'' Am I, '' I stammered. `` Am I ... okay ? ``

Michael held me and kissed me.

'' You 're the most gorgeous, perfect womanhood I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me surd again.

After a few import, I broke the kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to set off oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm sure there 's like, a communications protocol, or an etiquette here, or a sequence of events. And I want to do them all at some point. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't consider I was all tongue-tied. Usually they ca n't shut me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to kiss more ? Just narrate me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just jump all the foreplay and get to the fucking ? I 'm really ready now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively spread open. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weight on his arms. I could experience his cock bumping around down there, I opened my stage as across-the-board as I could. He reached down to attitude his hammer, and suddenly it was there at my entrance. He rubbed it up and down my slit a few meter, coating his prick with my juices. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` ass me. ``

His cock inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never have imagined. He pressed his hard cock further into me, pulling it back out a minuscule and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was nothing like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me further than I thought potential. I could n't breathe for a moment.

'' That, my dearest, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a indorsement, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should have done more of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His tongue circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some atmospheric pressure, ahh that 's sound, gave me a little breathing room.

'' Bring your tits up, '' he told me. He was resting on his script so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my side of meat, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my face, my nipples pointing right at him. He bent his head down and kissed my exit nipple, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning thunderbolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my teat to my puss. His warm oral cavity engulfed my intemperately mammilla and he sucked it inside his mouth. As the sparks continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the other one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my nipples were almost touching each former, he tongued both of them frantically, number one one and then the other. My pussy felt like it was on fire ! Suddenly, the slight ache down there was gone, replaced by a warmly, sensational feeling.

Michael pulled his rooster about of the way out. I was about to protest when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Jesus Christ Christ, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could catch his ass and pluck him into me. God it felt so bloody near. I 've masturbated a few thousand times but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his all weight on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in stark control of me, I could n't move anything except my pelvis, up and down to meet his diagonal. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his cock impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God damn I loved it.

Each stroke he ground into my clit. Each stroke I moaned or grunted or made some kind of guttural consonant, primal noise. My cunt was stretched to it 's limits, but I did n't want him to stop, no fucking way. At some point he reached for and found my left tit. He molested it with his hand so much that I cried out.

'' Sorry baby ! '' he panted.

'' twist 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 optic, he encircled my set pap, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it feel better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my nipple, then drew it in my oral cavity and gently sucked it. I do this all the time, but I always thought it was a little weird to give suck on your own body role. I did n't think anyone else would think it was ok.

He told me to throw onto that one while he brought my early tit up. I sucked on my left while he sucked on my rightfield. His fucking had slowed, but he was doing these tenacious, powerful separatrix now, slamming into my body. Into my muliebrity. Into my fiery cunt.

'' Switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded breast, kissing in between.

'' Hold them, baby ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his hands and started REALLY fucking me profligate and concentrated. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and tits as intimately I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the place as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his amphetamine, I felt that wonderful superstar developing in my pussy. My orgasm, it 's nearby. It 's on it 's way, it 's building up.

'' Michael, '' I panted. `` I 'm going to, I 'm going to cum soon. ``

From then on it was a bit of a fuzz. Michael told me later I just panted the word 'Fuck'about a thou times, with the occasional 'Fuck me dada'thrown in just for fun. As my orgasm neared, I arched my cover and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my orgasm exploded throughout my physical structure. As my pussy trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this retentive, stretched out orgasm that I had never even dreamed of before. I could n't pass off, I could n't babble out, I could n't move, I was just a crowd of raw delight nervousness reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful tool. Waves of cum spasms involuntarily wracked my body. I remember hearing a woman groaning and moaning, only to realise it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both manus and lifted my cunt up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his mediate finger right up my asshole. It felt wonderful. From watching pornos, anal sex always looked occupy, but also very shuddery and something I could never show myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't seem all that far-fetched.

With a outcry of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in sizing, and suddenly I felt flooded with this fantastic hot feeling in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippy than before. His cock trembled many multiplication, and I clenched hard right back at him, squeezing as tight as I could. Yes I was a Virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my hero, my substitute Daddy, had fucked me and cum in my slit. I was glad beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his hide covered in a lightheaded sweat. His iron cock seemed to have got shrunk a little, or else I was so adulterate, I could n't tell. He kissed me a little, stroked my expression with his fingerbreadth, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' babe, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to roll off me, I started to detest that feeling and instead, I wrapped my branch around him.

'' Take me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his back and brought me with him, still with his decreasing cock inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No honey, thank you ! You are awesome and this was fantastic and holy shit I ca n't believe it ... ''

'' It was just, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was fantastic for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Christ ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guys out. ``

Oh yeah, good musical theme. He probably should n't own cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a waterspout of clean cum poured out of me onto him, covering his tool, Ball, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! Good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't worry, I 'll clean it up. ``

With only a little wavering, I licked up the first gob of cum I found on his second joint. 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 savor pussy juice, how flaming cool is that ! Our juices were blend together ! And, it was fine. In fact, it was good. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk dish, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard cock, he showed me how to grip it at the bottom and push towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal tube. Mmmmm, more cum right from the tap. When I got to his balls, he warned me to be easy. globe are so unearthly, so sensitive, and ... ugly ... but in a cool way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the hair and gave me a piffling tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to take been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both hungry, and even a little hungry. I put on his garb shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the push just to hold open it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his room towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi hombre ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her little kimono gown which, I was always telling her, was too brusque for her and did n't deal up very much on top, either. Her face looked a picayune flushed, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a s ! '' she said as she grabbed some cooky from a software system. She glanced at Michael, who stood there stark naked with a gleaming half-hard cock, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that little tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ago, had variety of given him up so that I could be with him. The only living stud poker within who knows how many miles, and who can fuck like a friend, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her hard. I cried a little, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was tremendous. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you chip in us a couple minutes ? I 'll bring back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass work as he walked.

'' 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 know that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't have to chip in him up, for me. I mean, he 's marvelous ! I could never do that, not in a million years ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh honey, I just wanted you to feature a shot at some happiness. With things the way they are, who knows what 's going to fall out today, tomorrow, adjacent week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're happy, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hair, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so cushy and Mommy-like, it was nice to hold on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my piece of tail God yes. You would n't believe how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would trust how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a little bit about aphrodisiac 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 impart him everything. But, how do you, um, get make ? I mean we do n't have any Astroglide like you use at household ... ''

'' What do you mean ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a minuscule slut ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty beneficial spank.

'' Well, the truth is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' wellspring, dearie. I 'm a little senior, and when woman get older they do n't always lubricate as much as they used to. I 'm for sure, for you, that your slit juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough kitty juice ! ``

'' Just pussy juice ? But ... how ? I do n't require to get hurt. There 's no Doctor, you know. '' The verity was, I really wanted to get buns fucked but I was scared to death of Michael 's big dick in there. But I knew some of the former girls took him, so I had to be at least as good as they were at it.
'' Well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for heaven 's sake. tilt up against the counter. Goddamn kids these days I swear to God, ca n't figure anything out. Go on, circularize your wooden leg, 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 seconds or so. I could feel my rousing building, and I could feel my juices starting to flow again.

'' See ? So you get your finger as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her finger's breadth and then rub my asshole, depositing my juices on it. She repeated that again, only this time she pressed a single finger's breadth inside my ass a little bit.

'' Okay so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow. I mean, He has to go deadening. '' 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 buttock. `` He should also use some spit, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spittle onto my asshole. Her finger's breadth continued to fuck my goat as her other helping hand rubbed my puss. Then she pulled her finger out my tush, but instantly I could feel TWO fingerbreadth pressing against my back entrance. Oh hoot !

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 one-half as wide of the mark as Michael 's cock. I do n't know how this is going to work. I 'll never be able to fit his cock back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my head teacher, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to finger fuck both of my holes as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

'' well, in her unceasing pursuit to delight you, this little lady wants to train herself for an anal retentive shtup from you. Knowing how big your cock is, I figured I better get her ready, somewhat, at least. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my knocker as it hung down. His previously limpish turncock was now at fully attention again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I facilitate with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to tell her that a tongue is unspoilt to help out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his school principal to one side and thought for a second. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much More experience getting butt-fucked than I do. Show me how it should be done. ``

With feigned disgust, Mom withdrew her fingers from my ass and proceeded to bend down and works her face between my cheeks. I jumped just a bit as her hot tongue probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand age did I retrieve my mom would one day be licking my asshole, or that I would want her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to massage my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, keep on going. you 're doing great. biff Lorrie 's whoreson like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could feel snatch succus running down my leg. `` laugh at ! '' I said. `` I ca n't digest here like this much recollective. ``

We moved to Michael 's bedroom.

'' I think, '' Michael was saying as he took off my/his shirt. `` We should lay her on her back, that way her snatch juices will just flow into her keister. Gayle, you work her kitty and I 'll function on these tits. We will get you juicy, do n't occupy, baby. ``

True to his word, Michael started working very hard on my right tit. squeezing, kneading, mashing, snuggling, licking, all kind of at once.

Mom put two fingers back up inside my puss and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juices. Her thumb rubbed on my clit. together with the light coming from my nipples, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very warm and gentle touched my clit. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that thing on my clit, it had to be a glossa. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my pussy, my cunt. She thrust three or four fingers, or maybe her whole hand inside my pussy as she licked my rim and clit, now finger fucking me fast and hard.

Michael decided that this was the fourth dimension he should slap my tits. 'Increases the stemma flow', he said. As he gripped my tit where the pelt rose from my breast, the end of my tit and the tit were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at first, but each one got a little harder, made a minuscule to a greater extent noise.

Mom pulled out her hand from my cunt, and forced it against my now soaked tail end yap. Her fingers went in a petty, then she pulled them back.

Each time Mom rammed her finger's breadth into my ass, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to cream my twat and they both assaulted my tits and ass, I came in about two minutes.

Pussy succus flowed out of me, I could feel it running out of my puss and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's ready, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my branch. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvic arch stick up in the air somewhat. He positioned himself at my backdoor.

'' Wait ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's prick, slobbering all over it.

'' Okay, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His prick straits pressed into my ass, and I felt it variety of 'plop'into me as his mushroom cloud drumhead gained access. I stiffened from the superstar. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' Easy please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to get him inside me. He must lie with 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 slack up, it will be hunky-dory. Then she kissed me for a here and now on the brim, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my pus and forced her way in so she could lick my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's glossa on my clit while Michael slowly fucked my ass picayune by little. Going deeper. Into the bad spot. With my Mom licking my cunt. Are you kidding me ? My mind was spinning in circles as crazy thinking went through my head. Mom 's licking my snatch ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't frighten off me. In fact I want to. And I want to lactate her mamilla, and for her to suck mine, and I want everyone to suck my knocker. And I want 20 hombre to fend in a rotary around me and hitch off on me and brood 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. Christ christ I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her head bashed a petty, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered mouth. God, I taste good. I thought. I 'm such a slut, I also thought. Mom reached back down and fingerbreadth fucked me in sentence with Michael 's strokes. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in oestrus. public speaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you block off for a second. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, fuck me doggy way. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely discharge feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a moment, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' infant, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulation for this. state you what, I 'll lay down on my back, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your head down there. This way I can lick your cunt while he fucks your ass. You 'll be fine this way. ``

Okay Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her head as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot tongue inside my kitty-cat lips and on my clit as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be alright. ``

Michael worked his way in between my peg and Mom 's shoulder joint and arms, and got ready again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a bit or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's cock, I just know that I was feeling a little lonely just sitting here on all fours with nothing to do. Suddenly, Mom 's oral fissure was back on my cunt and Michael 's cock was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my nookie god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your book binding ! His prick slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so full, so filled up, so gross. With Mom licking my cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an enraptured state. My arms and legs lost dominance, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my bitch hard into Mom 's face. I do n't make love how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My face landed right in Mom 's bare cunt. Her judicious scent wafted in my nozzle, her juicy rim covered my cheeks. Without any anterior story of touching a girl, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her lips, sucked her clit, buried my grimace between her congregation, smearing her succus all over my case. I ate my Mom 's pussy with complete abandon.

Somewhere in the middle of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yelping and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my other nerve even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to blockade ? '' He teased.

I turned to look at him. All sweaty from caput to toe, his musculus gleaming in the brightness level, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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okay, enough is enough. Lorrie, you write like a lady friend. Too a great 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 gay woman. Lorrie 's ass was so tight, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of row, but you could see a little, well it was fucking awesome. This was better than any daydream I could possess concocted.

I thought the entirely thing to make this better was a petty ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my little room, and each slap was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to bet at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's puss juices, her hair stringy with sweat, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to gaze into my eyes, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her forefront jerked but she held my gaze, until finally she slumped back down on top of Mommy like a rag doll.

I fucked her hard for a few more stroke, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In seconds, 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 moving ridge, guess after stroke, I finally finished cumming after almost a hour. My peter was physically trite, I could feel it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscle after running a long way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a nice surprise.

From her gaping motherfucker, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting mouth. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her oral cavity closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her back. Then Gayle bent down and, with her hands, opened Lorrie 's mouthpiece. 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 glob for a few mo before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a recollective time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, utterly spent. My peter lay there like a bushed soldier, or more like a complaining soldier. 'No more, let me roost !'it seemed to say. Hey little sidekick, 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 knocker against me and draping their peg over percentage of me. I mentioned water again, because I never got any the outset clip. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two glasses for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. terzetto can be difficult sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt feelings. Mix in some Mother/Daughter material, 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 sound. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to buss her mom on the backtalk, dragging a big nooky tit right in my case. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okey. Tired, but a undecomposed tired. I ca n't believe what we did, what I did. thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the neat night of my life story. ``

They both squeezed me tight. We drifted off to catch some Z's, each outwear and quenched and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio blared. `` Michael ! Help ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my warm slumber with my two babes, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a 100 zombi spirit at least ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! cling on ! ``

The girls were already moving. `` full-of-the-moon gear, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the jeep ! ''

Sounded like the shit was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm shielder, shin guard, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to main street, weapon hot and set to go. In spite of the peril, there were a few smirky looks passed back and Forth River, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to struggle, but the ass sure was fun final stage nighttime ! ``

I rounded the corner a few one C pace from hardware memory board, where everybody was holed up. automaton crowded around the presence room access. Yeah, at to the lowest degree a century. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a dip 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 damn herd.

We had checked on the receiving set. Our people were trapped, but not in immediate peril. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding strong. Erin had climbed out the window onto the frontal roof.

Right by us, succeeding to mickle real property, was Jim 's Fix It shop. I looked in the windowpane and saw a crowd of tools and humbled TVs and former Irish bull. And wire. bobbin of telegram. I can do something with this ! The moral force Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the storehouse and got the spools. Zed was busy making noise down the street, they did n't hear me.

'' Call Erin, tell her to keep it up, stay fresh their attention. ``

I had Gayle repel us closer, about 75 yards from the nearest Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my last mag. I 'll just flap at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, sooner would be right ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, engine idle, ready to roll. I mean, worse came to worst, we could just drive into a few of them, then drive around town as they followed us. Spread them out some so we could prosecute them a few at a sentence. But I wanted to try this wire thing first.

I undid some wire and wrapped it around the nearest street lamp. With pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the priming coat. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a street lamp on that face, also about a animal foot off the dry land and as tight as I could pee it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the next street lamp about hundred metrical foot away, and tied another slice of wire across the street about a foot high up. Did that four more times.We checked around, no Zeds had snuck up behind us from the main road. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the Jeep 's horn.

Instantly, about half the streetwalkers turned to look at us. Blew 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 do work. '' I was pretty scared, actually. If this did n't operate, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't have it away if we could book off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The initiative Zachs got to the conducting 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 wire, but then those guy cable zeroed in on us in the middle of the street and hit the side by side conducting wire. pile went those guy cable !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. Balance and coordination are not his thing. Depending on their stipulation, it can take 30 seconds, a minute, even more for them to get unsloped again. Those that did, fell down on the next wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick antics. After a couple minutes, with still a couple wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to run across them. We had our AR-15s slung on our backs, I had my spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her long stove poker stick.

'' I got the first gear one ! '' Lorrie called out. shot ! Right in this dead guys head word. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's stay close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't want to get surrounded. But it was n't too probably. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the insistency reduced on our citizenry in the construction ; they staged a murderous breakout and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his all in school principal, making sure he was re-dead.
wellspring, the smell was fucking atrocious. And now we had 147 dead guy cable in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boy, Wyatt and Morgan, looked a niggling sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some medicine last night. You know, just having a little company. It was pretty late, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. side by side thing we know a few of these guys started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the morning ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this break of day, they crashed through the glass threshold, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a room, all we had was my handgun, radio, and my six cartridge holder. ``

'' What did you use to snap off out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the furniture, got some unspoiled boards. Erin shot the first of all few, then we beat the respite down until we could get our weapons. ``

I was form of pissed at them for getting themselves into trouble. But I was also pretty impressed. They did n't panic, they improvised, they overcame, they fought hard, they killed Zed.

We figured there must stimulate been a herd qualifying by on the highway. They heard the music and decided to come take a look. I read about the ruck a few Day ago. When Zed has no stimulus, he just kind of stand there. Then a bird fly sheet by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of sight. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a purpose. He does n't require to escape out on the natural action so he follows him. Zena sees two of her Friend charging ahead and says yeah sister, I 'm with ya ! Next affair you know, 147 dead shitheads are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't check now !

Well the Tripwire worked, got ta do more of that. We got ta get our defenses up. We ca n't just have these guy cable storming our town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the rest of the day cleaning up. The other remaining town came out to help, too. Picking up dead Zeds is firmly oeuvre. We dragged them all about a fourth mile down principal street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the truckage and dragging, word got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that mommy Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some harm touch, 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 little harm, after all, Erin helped arrange this unhurt affair ! Now she seemed a fiddling pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really give any normal right now. Except for the sucker ruler, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to allow. But, well, normal society has broken down. I think we are all tactile sensation, pretty free right now. I mean, yeah, we have things to do, but we can also do what we want. To some extent, anyway.

'' So, yeah, I love Lorrie. And I love Gayle. And Erin. And Kaitlyn, Payton, Tina, Lizzy, Kristin. I love all of you. Henry Morgan and Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the dearest stagecoach yet. '' They made funny gestures of wiping their forehead in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, chill out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

People seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said early on, I needed to watch my step with these girls, 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 girls ? It 's ok. I just want to know. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the real world, you would be my number girl of all metre. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are difficult times and we ca n't afford to sustain everyone pissed at each other right now ... ''

I grabbed a twosome of perfectly feet, Lorrie grabbed his hands. We swung him up into a wheel barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your balls. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to have more sex with you. A lot more. I am in love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to influence out an agreement here. I 'll think about it. ``

O.K., I thought, think on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry red. I 'd suck your cock right now, except it
probably has zombie guck 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 require to lose you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an idea for tonight, though, Big pappa. You might like it. ``

She was right, I did wish it.

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Chapter 14 - chemical group Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the good afternoon. I called my mass together.

'' Hey guy, expert work today. Let 's get cleaned up for an ahead of time dinner up at the house. Then I want to receive a scheme session, we got ta do something so this does n't happen again. '' We piled into the truck and headed up the Hill to my shack.

After we all got clean and shiny, we had a nice repast of tinned spaghetti and meatballs, park attic, and pear tree. Ok, so it was n't all that nice. But it filled us up and did n't take long to clear, so that was serious enough.

'' Ok folk, '' I began. `` We need a wall. I propose we start with the cars in townsfolk. There 's ... what, a twosome hundred menage here, and only about 15 engage. Let 's take the cars from the remainder of them, line of work them nose to tail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our little valley to the other end. That way, the zombie spirit will probably fall into the ditch, and we can help with that too, and then they wo n't be able-bodied to climb the ditch because cars will be there on the top edge. We 'll leave an hatchway, and use a big truck or bus or something as the logic gate. We 've got ta drainage all fluids from the cars and make unnecessary them in drum. ingest out the batteries, ignition wires and stuff, anything utilitarian. That should take away several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that little welding workshop down south, see if that guy is live and avail him out. We need him. When we went past him hold up meter, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big plan is to build the 'Sanchez Pit of Death'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the credit, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll necessitate to go about 40 mile north and see what 's up with the motortruck cease there before someone else gets to it. Trucks mean poppycock, hopefully food for thought, and god knows what else. Trucks also mean shipping containers. We need those to build up ramps for the Sanchez Pit. And we can use empty trailers to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couple hour, working out the contingent of the car wall. That was the most important thing. We did n't sense like leaving the town without having it be secure so that when we returned the Ithiel Town would not be full of Zombies. We also assigned the great unwashed to specific jobs. Gayle and Lorrie would spend at to the lowest degree 2 hours a day learning herbal medicine and old-fashioned doctoring. Erin would suit our armory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top shape. Tina and Payton were to go farm specialiser so that total natural spring we would be ready. The mates of Masters and Lyndon Baines Johnson would work on fortifying the wall, building watchtowers, and any early physical protection matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some crapulence. It was good to relax, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a distich More time of day, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big announcement we had agreed on.

'' I have a big announcement ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a porn on the support way TV ! ``

almost mass laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm serious ! I 'm going to my room for 15 moment for some hold up minute cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to see some dirty movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to conjoin. If you do n't want to, that 's alright, no vexation. Maybe just stay in your room, or you guys can go back down into townsfolk to your store. Again, no harm, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get gear up to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my way, you could get wind 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 cleanup and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a video was toughened. '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 duo of sudor pants commando style, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the movie, nobody 's here. Really ? nonentity ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll watch it anyway. I started searching through the server to get the moving picture up. Just as I got it going, I heard a female child 's spokesperson shout out from the back :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... Master of Architecture ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the cadence. Erin, the Little tiger, is the squad leader. She called out as they marched out, single file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the leatherneck !

Out came the dingy looking police squad I ever saw. Also, the aphrodisiac. Erin called out the measure birdcall and the police squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no mother wit in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sense in lookin down )
Ai n't no Zombies on the solid ground ! ( Ai n't no Zombies on the land ! )
Killin Zombies all day long ! ( Killin Zombies all day long ! )
Gon na stool me big and inviolable ! ( Gon na constitute me big and strong ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Sound off ! ( 1,2 ! )
Sound off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to keep a unbent aspect. This was so cool !

The scout troop was now arrayed in presence of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All troops nowadays 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 squeamish camo 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.

'' Dress that line, serjeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a nice squeeze on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandanna wrapped around her head, a nice white push-up bra which accentuated her substantial breast, and combat boots.

'' Pants, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that smell ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' fountainhead, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the adjacent girl, Lorrie, who had on a camo T-shirt. That was it. And the T-shirt looked like it was having a knockout sentence as it had a few strategic roue 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 curtain down and grant me twenty ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 sucks ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my sweats, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard prick completely in her mouth. She got a few throw in before it got too big for her. By the sentence she got to 20, I was at fully attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your level ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a black G-string and a Boonie hat. A tongue hung on a strand around her neck, resting comfortably between her delicious boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't hold a story ? ``

'' Drop and give me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not genuine imaginative, not a big utterer. But she 's a hard worker and she fucks like a race horse. Jesus, I thought. And a skillful cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the squad called out in unison.

'' Back in melody, private ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and Wyatt were handcuffed together. Sir Thomas Wyatt had on pants, which was just. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' bazaar enough. Prisoner Wyat, drop and give me ... no wait, give her 20 ! ``

Sir Thomas Wyat eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's kitty. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to consider ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Wyat got up, his sassing and chin glistening.

'' Nurse ! '' I said to the next person, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hair. She also had a two-inch widely bandage wrapped around her chest at the nipple blood line. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' Step Forward ! '' nursemaid Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look healthy, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just have this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my first aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' Bend forward ! '' I commanded. `` bar ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, naked ass, 10 clock time. Not that hard, but her impertinence got a minuscule pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

Well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I make another ? ``

'' Do n't be esurient, Nurse ! ``

I moved down the phone line to Kristin and Sir Henry Morgan. She had a dog collar around her neck, with a range held by Morgan. Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very modest in her long sleeve army T-shirt.

'' Let me guess ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' Henry Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him think, Sir ! ``

'' That 's what I thought. Better give him 20, though. Now ! ``

She eagerly ate his cock up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the group called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. Stop. Knock 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 constitution on, and was fully dressed in a aphrodisiac way ; nice white blouse, tight black bird, fatal fishnet, senior high school heels. Damn if she was n't the sexiest one here. wellspring, excepting my Lorrie, of course ! She was also the lone one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' Private Tina ! You look ... exceptional. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious objector ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class hooker, Sir ! I want to get fucked ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did most everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at ease. Troops, '' I began. `` You 've all passed review. Leisure time starts in 5 arcminute. Those who want to be utilitarian will make me a drunkenness. Sergeant, dismiss the squad. ``

'' team ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premises at 0800 tomorrow for work item ! Consume accordingly. Any shammer will be shot ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the couch as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my sweats and sat on the couch. I was happy I took those 15 minutes earlier to clean house up, had myself all nice and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV Remote when Lorrie came up with a couple of drinks.

'' wimble ? '' she asked.

'' My pet, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat side by side to me. Sort of. She was more like sitting on me. Her business firm tits pressed into my arm and chest. I took about 4 gulps of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with crapulence and everyone mingled for a few min. cipher really knew what to do yet, how to get thing started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's thought, and we were n't coming through. I downed the rest of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to line of work ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the sofa, then I slid down onto the floor. Spreading her stage, I began to lick and kiss my way up her genu, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and Momma Gayle sat on the lounge next to Lorrie. It was kind of funny. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these girl. Many had lost their families, had seen Death finish up, were n't certainly about the futurity, all that. So Gayle spent many a night hugging one of the girls as we watched a appearance on the tube.

So, this was n't any different, except now mammy Gayle was completely naked and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at Momma 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thighs as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my prize. Lorrie 's script naturally went to her knocker, she massaged them lazily through her jersey. I could smell happy lilliputian olfactory property stirring in front of me.

Suddenly, my back was covered in warmheartedness, Kaitlyn laid her soft dummy on my back. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my cock and lump. Oh god, that 's nice. Always nice to suffer someone lightly stroke your rock-hard pecker. 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 clapper caressed her clean-shaven outer country. God I was in Eden, and I wanted this to be good for Lorrie. I gently opened her a niggling with my hands, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to catch her eye. But they were closed in ecstasy. I felt her estrus on my natural language as I continued to explore her outside. As I passed over her opening, the oestrus intensified. I pressed my clapper down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot woman lava covered my clapper in wild flavors.

I swallowed some of her succus 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 boob ! My left hired man went up to rack them while I licked my thumb and index finger to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her festering and circled around her clit with my tongue as my right helping hand began to tease her pussy and ass with my finger. Her juices quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my spit lightly on her clit, feeling the operose little nub under me. I sped up a little and added some pressure, varying my route as I tongue lashed her intact puss. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

somebody tapped me on the shoulder. I turned my head.

'' My turn ! '' 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 cumulate 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 lingua fucked her kitty. Back and forth with my rigid tongue inside her steaming pickle. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a couple minutes of that, I slid a fingerbreadth up inside her as I worked my sassing up towards her rock hard piffling clit. First, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some ripe pressure. The I gave it a few glancing licks, drawing moan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my lingua firmly against her clit.

For the next ... I do n't know how many bit ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clit. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that unhurt surface area into my back talk. I struggled to save up with her flow of secretions, swallowing as best I could, but I really did n't want to let her go. I slipped more fingers inside her hot maw, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her hard while continuing to harass her clitoris. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my head word between her thigh, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed all-fired murder as her sexual climax ripped through her cunt and spread throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me finish after about a minute.

'' Daddy ! '' she gasped, barely able to breathe. `` I ca n't ... pappa I ca n't pick out it anymore ... dad ... ''

Haha ! No fucking way. I held on and continued to lap up and lactate her button. Lorrie 's climax continued, rising and falling with my speed and pressure, balancing on the edge of the falls, and then plummeting over the bound. Only to be on another boundary, and going over that falls, too.

After a couple minute of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the stopping point 15 minutes, I had no idea what was going on. I gathered that multitude were doing some aphrodisiac things, but they had all stopped in the close 5 minutes due to the quantity of noise Lorrie made ! They gave me a gracious turn of applause as I rose from between her peg. I waved to the crowd, tipped my imaginary hat, then fell into the arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, recollective and bass, her tongue totally engaged with mine. I felt good to rest a lilliputian, my jaw was a bit tired !

I sat back on the couch and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my rigid cock in both hands and began stroking me. Her blondish hair blocked my view, but I could finger her hot mouth settle onto my pecker as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on Lorries lovely, set teat. These infant were immense right wing 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 cunt with my prick, at last, and finally I had fucked all the fair sex here !

Looking around, Momma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her teat while Kaitlyn licked her politic cunt. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the Masters boy, while her sister Kristin and Lorrie looked on with unplayful lust in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending buttons flying and her tits bouncing. Her buoyant little little girl were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my cock. Her wet twat clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her long orgasm, I guess a cock in her kitty and in her ass felt pretty practiced ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's face, surprising everyone with the amount of succus emanating from within.

J. P. Morgan pulled his tool from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' Next ! '' he called out with his and his comrade 's gruelling dicks at wax attention.

Kristin shook her head. I guess the ass was n't her thing. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The son positioned her over Sir Thomas Wyatt 's hammer, and then Morgan moved up to roll in the hay her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous tits in my case. I sucked them for a distich proceedings, then got up and mounted her from derriere. Her cunt accepted my big stopcock, no interrogative asked. Not quite as tight as a teenage girl, she still felt fabulous. I gave her a serious piece of tail, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her font on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean of all those succus. I rammed my hammer back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in ecstasy from her double-fucking. I do n't experience how those Masters boys were holding off and not cumming, but in force 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 floor, component II
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Daniel Morgan laid on his backrest with his cock standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my script and helped me lower myself onto Morgan 's cock. Sir Thomas Wyat stood by with his cock standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his brother 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No kissing, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can fuck and sop up, but no petting. sure enough, I 'm down !

Somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in town. Fingers probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something huge pressed into me ! It 's fucking Sir Thomas Wyatt ! I gritted my dentition as he entered my seat. Jesus Jesus ! No discreetness, like Michael, he just forced his way in. Thank god for the lubricant.

'' FU-U-U-CK ! ! ! '' I hollered. I was double-fucked !

I collapsed on top of Morgan, both he and Wyat squeezed my tits hard. But Jesus, I was filled up. I pretty a great deal went limp as they pumped my cunt and ass. I could n't even think about gripping a rooster or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next affair I know, something big and soft and concentrated and wet was forcing it 's way into my mouth. I guess Michael could n't place upright it, he had to get in on the legal action. Now I had all three holes filled ! I could smack somebody 's cunt on Michael 's cock. My mind drifted, overwhelmed with sex as rooster tried to get deeper and deeper into me. My cunt was on fire, my ass felt bully, and I could barely breathe as Michael 's vast cock fucked my face.

Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the brothers. He told me later he did n't desire them cumming inside me, that was his job. girl flocked to the two boys as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the floor and forced his way in between my branch, and he shoved his cock right up all the way inside my cunt. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that scathe for a moment. It was like he hit bottom, I do n't know. His pecker was so thick, even though it was only one it felt almost the Same as having two privileged me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My head swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My orgasm built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to travail my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge shaft swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the limit. I begun cumming as I felt his ejaculate shoot into me. It felt SO poise having his cock flex and pounding, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My bitch clenched him back as my C. H. Best ever sexual climax swept through me. He ate me out about 15 minute earlier, that was my respectable orgasm. But this one, even better. It just would n't hold back. We continued to kiss as our mutual orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` Baby, get off me so I can get these guy cable out of me ! '' I loved the sense of taste of his spermatozoan and I wanted some. Okay, and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending little joy ripples through my entire pussy. I held him as close and as heavily as I could. I loved him so much.

getting double fucked was great, but ... it 's nil like this. Basking in the after luminescence with your man.

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Early the next morning, Michael 's picket started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' screw me again, sister '' I half-moaned. I checked my cunt, still a bit deaden. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my other hired man. I got ta get some juices going !

'' baby, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't stimulate fourth dimension to do you justice -- ''

'' ejaculate on, Daddy ! '' piped in Mom. `` grant her a quickie ! ``

Mom grabbed his cock and slobbered all over it for a minute. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my legs, and my twat throbbed the moment he entered me. My clit was still swollen from last night.

Michael locked his arms and rested on them, so he could look at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it right there.

'' Jesus fucking Christ ! You two ! You 're fucking sluts ! ! ``

His cock expanded in me as he filled me with his cum. He came down on top of me, all three of us kissing. Finally, he got up.

'' Come on you guys, big day ! '' Oh yeah, we 're supposed to build a wall, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` cum here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard cock. His salty cum tasted cracking, meld in with my cunt juice. The sight was apparently too much for him, mom and daughter licking his cock. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't do all that well. But that was n't the case with Michael.

'' nooky Mom, and give her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's snatch as he went back to his room to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to situation this car along the ditch. looking at, I 'm not so just at backing up, ok ? I rolled the stupe Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this organization where some of us moved gondola, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during combat grooming, all program go out the window when the initiative injection is fired. Well, the initiative nip, in this case, was one of the townies having a fit. Michael had enlisted their help, and all was going well. Until a couple of them got into an argument over one of the other gondola that was owned by a dead person.

It seems that both of these old guy were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. Well they got into a fight about which of these guy wire should get her car. See, Michael had said we should keep any 4-wheel drive fomite, any Priuses or other hybrid, any new wave, and maybe a dyad of fast motorcar if we found any. And we let the aliveness phratry keep whatever cable car they had. But we needed the relaxation for the wall.

So Lady Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le saber. It had some huge engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to hold on it. The argument got bigger, fists were thrown, people pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from Town and get it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was ok, right up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the shot came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the horrible mass I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was 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 guys grabbed me, tied up my custody with those plastic zip-tie things, took my gun and tongue, and drag-walked me to their truck they had hidden behind some tree diagram. They jammed me between the two of them in the front hindquarters. Jesus the Nazarene I had a headache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't seem to have showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My public figure 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your name, hot stuff ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, greasy hair's-breadth and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking pitch-dark guy, did n't face as bad, but still pretty dirty and grimy.

'' roll in the hay you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' wellspring, is n't that nice. Fuck-you, it 's Nice to meet you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy teeth and oleaginous face.

'' Jesus ! '' I said. `` Do n't you guys bathe ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? Rape me, for certain. Then kill me ? Do n't shoot down me now, I 'm in dear !

'' piece of ass ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about 20 minutes up the route, the unscathed time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the matter 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 power train, and a pistol, and hummer and stuff on a waistcoat while Tom did n't experience anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the whole matter here.

We slowed down at a turnoff for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big Trent says you can pee. '' But Tom slowed down.

'' I 'm going to pee in your hand truck right now if you do n't let me out. ``

Tom stopped the motortruck, right at the crossroad. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trento is about the hand truck. ``

'' Shut up slave ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the stab, not you ! ``

silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you watch '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me loose or I 'll shine over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her loose, slaveboy, and learn her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me loose, and I stood there for a moment. I could see Robbie had a difficult on from rubbing my tits and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my direction. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my haircloth and posed a little, letting my recollective hair fly in the breeze. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a bush. Perfect.

'' Come on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my army trouser, pulled them down and exposed my nude pussy to this flaming asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squat, and ... zilch, at maiden. Finally, I closed my eyes and tried to relax, and then I let it fly. The real trick was not to get it on my bloomers. Robbie stood empale. shit. He undid his fly and began stroking his heavily footling rooster. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't bring up the size of it of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't make a motion ! Do n't wee me frivol away you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't pip her, you 're not supposed to even stir her or Trento will obliterate you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the other paw. Damn pistol grips on the AR, they let you shoot one handed if you want.

'' pull up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and shot his incumbrance onto my tits and bra.

'' Alright, number on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my pants up. My T-shirt soaked in various lieu through from his objectionable cum. They got another zip-tie and gormandize me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot giving than our minuscule one. We stopped after a duet minute near a mammoth cartoon strip promenade that had a Walmart in it. A large pirate flag flew from the top. The big store had century of necros around it.

'' dwelling, sweet home ! '' announced Robbie.

'' Come on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my shackle and we climbed up this ravel that took us to the ceiling of the slip mall. From there we walked a brace hundred grand 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 nonentity said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` Back off ! ``

We climbed down some stairs at the back, down to the storeroom of the Walmart. They led me through to the main floor, some light filtered down from the skylights but the light were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, honest-to-god, perched up on these presentation cases, sitting in an promiscuous chair like he was a king on a throne. A au naturel woman kneeled succeeding to him, she casually stroked his beefy stage. A couple guys stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift steps. Tom followed some aloofness behind.

'' fountainhead, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a set around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some fine piece of music of ass, not this shucks you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the girl who had been at his English. She whimpered and bowed her head low.

What an SOB, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty young affair ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trent glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your name, honey ? '' he asked me again.

'' fucking you ! '' It was all I could think of to say.

'' Ah, defiance ! How skillful. wellspring I 'm sure we can beat that out of you. Or fuck it out of you. Lots of men here ... they 'd all like a crack at you. Wait a secondly, what 's this ? '' Big Trent had lifted my hair and saw a big bruise near my temple. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetie ? '' he asked.

'' From dickhead over there ! '' I pointed my forefront at Robbie.

Big Trent River 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 piffling tap -- ''

'' A piddling tap ? '' Big Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And look at these mammilla ! They look real. Are they ? ``

Big Trento squeezed my dope for a few moment. 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 hired hand in horror.

I told him. `` flair over there jacked off on me and frivol away his stinking cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent looked to Tom for confirmation. Tom nodded his head 'yes .'

Big Trento slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me bear upon ... you let me put my manpower 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 angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. retarding force his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, set forth talking. Where your from. What 's your setup, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to think of something to say. I came up empty. `` I do n't bear a lot to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to shoot down you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My papa. He will kill you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big River Trent thought about that for a few instant. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, tell me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up cars, like a wall. Down in Larchmont. That 's that tiny town a few Roman mile south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a couple men, lots of girlfriend. They had a couple hired gun ... ''

'' And, '' Trent River interjected. `` They 're clean house. Very clean-living. They got their shit together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to ladies wear, get her something else to wear down. And get some rub and cleanse off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to talk to me, very soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to get along with him. We passed a guy walk towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy face, gemmed eyes.

As we got to the ladies section, Tom relaxed his travelling bag and looked around.

'' feeling, '' he whispered. `` I 'm meritless. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, grab a shirt. They 'll bolt down my phratry if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your knife back. I took it from that loggerhead when we fed him to the deaders. hide it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. wait til it 's dark and thing quiet down. Too many guys around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trent and his crew. The rest of us are captive, or scared shitless, forced DoL form of thing. They make us kill the deaders at the front, but just with rakes and shovels. Still, if your man comes, we can help out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my daddy IS coming. When he does, stay out of his way. I 'll try to keep you safe. ``

Tom looked at me like I was crazy. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in action. He 's all shudder and stuff, until the darn gets going. Then he turns into this Major hard-core slayer. It 's almost scary, but it 's also totally sexy. And he 's going to save me.

At least, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, tight. I could n't get anything even remotely loose. Big Trent questioned me for, I do n't know, maybe like an hr ?. He wanted to have intercourse the layout of our place, how many citizenry we had, how very much food for thought, how many guns, everything. He threatened, injure me a small, I held out a hanker time. Finally I gave some bullshit response. I told them our stronghold was some of the houses right by the road. I told him we were almost out of intellectual nourishment. We had 5 hunt rifles. We bathed in the current. There was only 6 of us.

But each solution, I held out. Trent punched my stomach. Slapped my peg. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy clip. 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 stuff is going to come down just about now ! ``

Trent pulled out a Brobdingnagian tongue. It looked as long as my arm. I just about diddlysquat myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my face, between my boob, I trembled.

'' You told me the unhurt truth, right ? '' he asked. `` Nothing but the the true ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the avail, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent River had a wild look in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it wide open up. He cut through my bra. My dummy flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunshot. the guy rope on the roof are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and break it out. '' The firing increased above us. River Trent felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to throw up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your dada, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More stab sounded, and one of the skylight shattered. right on near us.

Suddenly, a consistency flew through the fanlight and crashed about 20 substructure away. The foreland was shot and he was a mess from the fall, but you could tell by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! Shit ! What the Fuck ! Edmund Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another body came through the fanlight, Trent and his bozo fired everything they had at the opening. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped mags and put in more than and kept shooting at the ceiling near the opening. Finally, nobody had any full-of-the-moon magazine left.

This Wyrd scraping disturbance emanated from the cap. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another dead body flew through the opening night and crashed down near us. One of Trent 's guy cable. He must 've had 20 bullet in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still alive !

Trent and his hombre were in a affright. They were n't prepare for anything like this. All their magazines were empty, they scurried about looking for more ammo. They finally found a case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another body fell through the skylight. Five. scene to absolute shit. They shot a few round of drinks back towards the hole and ran out of ammo again. Trento screamed at his guy cable to find more ammunition. Saviour, did n't these dumbasses have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the presence door. Several of their cat went to get some of the cans.

Trent pulled out a gigantic side arm, I found out later it was called a 'Desert Eagle'. A guy named Lyndon Baines Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random shaft into the roof until Trent told him to knock it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my boobs hanging out. River Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my head. I, um, peed right then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent River yelled. `` See who these dead guys are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead guys. Trent and Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to catch sight of something. I watched Tom roll the dead guys around, and saw him pocket a shooting iron. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` Shot in the head, amongst former places ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't make out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in panic. `` How many guys were on the ceiling ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulders. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all dead. shtup ! '' Trent pointed the Desert eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bellyache ... Call him off ! ``

I made a fount at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the forehead. It did n't knock me out, but it hurt like shit and made my straits twist. I could hear River Trent but it was like I was subaquatic. I could try him yelling about covering the indorse stair or something. Next thing I know, Robert Woodrow Wilson has a big gaping hole in his head, and Tom is standing there with a vicious look on his face and a smoking gun in his script. I guess he scavenged it from one of the deadened guy wire. Tom shot two Sir Thomas More bad guys before Big Trent fired on him. Tom was able to circumvent down an aisle.

River Trent could n't give chase him because he heard his name being called. By my dad !

'' Trent River ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be protagonist. ``

'' Yeah rightfield ! '' responded Trent as he ducked behind a mess of Coors beer face. `` And how the screw do you know my name ? ``

'' One of your niggling toadies squealed up on the cap, but do n't worry ! He wo n't ever squeal again. ``

More shots and call came from diverse office of the fund. The 'slaves'were rising up against their schoolmaster ! So cool ! Trent did n't know what to do, or where to seem, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll dissipate your bitch ! '' Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to direct the Eagle at me.

Trent 's head exploded. I thought, I did n't jazz a head could just break loose ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each former, guns pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to scream. `` You 're on the ... Same side ''

I blacked out.

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epilogue
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I shot this dunce Trent right in his fucking header. I scanned for mark and saw this Black guy also shooting at Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was sort of hoping that he would n't shoot me since we both shot Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the Lapp side, and we lowered our weapons 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 hombre ? ``

'' I do n't cognise, I think my Quaker took out the ease up near the front, but I ca n't be sure yet. ``

Lorrie looked O.K., she had a lummox on her forehead.

'' stoppage here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My name is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You better, Tom. I 've killed a lot of people today, I do n't beware adding to the list. ``

There was some commotion up front, so I skirted around through the toys and cosmetics to see what was happening. The causa of the ruckus became clearly ; 20 or so hoi polloi were beating 3 or 4 people to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the captured young woman ! '' They had roue and digger and started advancing on me. There was bloodline in their eyes !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the recession, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's alright ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's chill. He just killed about 15 of our prick warlords. Let 's not stamp out him just yet. ``

As the post defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some entrance rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to cypher in particular.

A bruised up gentleman, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the womanhood and nipper locked up in the nail salon next door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking small-arm of shit guard, does n't have much external respiration time left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The townspeople was swarmed early on by zombi. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living people were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Sabbatum. For a prosperous few, the whole family was shopping at the Saame time and survived intact. For others, their loved ones were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` rattler '' showed up and easily took over the store and the mathematical group. The rattlesnake acted like Jesus of Nazareth on the run, and were gladly accepted into the chemical group. After the start night, however, the Rattlers showed their dead on target colors ; they enslaved everyone and began their sovereignty of holy terror and rape. This went on for three weeks, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the ceiling. She covered the grouping with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to lower the barrel, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're alright ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't hear anything for awhile, I was thinking the risky ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the people and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens next ? ``

Just then Tom and his bunch returned, Tom holding tightly to a woman and a small missy around his neck. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new girl ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the group. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't mind ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your rattler on the cap, which allowed me to climb up and into your Walmart here where, with the supporter of Tom, we do n't accept a Rattler problem anymore. ``

I expected the subsister to be a minuscule more happy about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our intentions. Rightfully so, I guess. The last 'saviors'did n't work out so well.

'' Well, hombre, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These muttonhead shot one of my hoi polloi back habitation. Do you mind if we get some medical provision ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the Pharmacy section. These cat still had fully stocked shelves of most everything. Jesus, I thought. Wish I was a little more moneymaking in my way of mentation. I would bring everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and short girl still around his neck opening. `` Look, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinarian. Or, I was. I could acquire a look at your person if you wanted ... Maybe we can work out some kind of deal, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be not bad, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each former, but we might be able to put to work out some trade wind between our groups, maybe even merge them together ... for our mutual welfare. ``

And that 's what we did.

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One Year Later
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'' Please honey ! '' I begged. `` For the love of God put her down feather already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you think ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling baby Jessie from her female parent 's arm and chest. Carefully, I set her down in her cribbage. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a trivial, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly magnanimous breasts lay against her tum, her left one still leaking milk. I pulled her out of the rocker and led her towards our room and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my finger to my lips, telling her to save hushed and not come alive the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the doorway. `` I 'm play out from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't care, this wo n't take foresightful ! '' I ca n't sit in a room with her for very long while she feeds the babe, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My iron hammer bashed into her legs as I grabbed her mammilla and squeezed them together.

Milk gushed from both her nipples like a water outflow, except this fount had many different streams ! Warm Milk sprayed on my case and dripped off my mentum. I opened my mouth and savored the sweet flavour. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the shit out of it. I mean, sucked the Milk River out of it ! Warm Milk flowed down my throat, gulp after draught. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the doorway, `` Did the baby poop ? Oh ... '' I did n't even depend up. It was my feeding time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the next affair I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a little. She was trying to get between her daughter 's peg. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a piddling, so as not to lose my grip on Lorrie 's titty. Gayle snuggled her boldness into Lorrie 's kitty, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I form of mislay data track of metre when I 'm latched on to mammoth milking mamilla, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't have sex how long it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the wizard from my milk-sucking and her mom 's scolding took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiet orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` fucking Mee-Maw. ``

'' bull 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you little cunt ! '' As punishment for this falling out of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's cunt, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's mammilla. Truth was, I think I had enough. Must 've been eight or ten apothecaries' ounce ! Gayle rose up on her articulatio genus but kept her face buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's drawers, struggling to get them off. I 've asked her before to take them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't remember ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old cleaning lady, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening pussy lips. I was too wound up for finesse and felt a picayune selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and rammed my cock in heavily ! Oh yessss ... the only thing that feels better than drinking warm tit-milk is sliding my pecker into a hot and steamy pussy ! I looked up at my two hot mommy. Well, technically one mom and a grannie. But the grandmother just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few hebdomad I can have intercourse my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too tender from the delivery.

I 'm sorry to say, but I could only last a minute or so inside Gayle 's sopping wet snatch. My orgasm was approaching, and there was n't a great deal I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... pant ... ) need to remain hydrated ! '' I only had about ten seconds to go.

'' Give it to me babe ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right next to Lorrie 's face. Grabbing my cock, I stroked it a couple times and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot streams of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming sass. Gayle 's work kicked in aright then, so Lorrie was cumming as she swallowed down my jizz gleefully, even gratefully, perhaps.

I rolled off to the side, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's tits. She ground her clit 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 boredom. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and Milk River covered tits in my face. I revelled in the mixed mixture and my cock recovered from it 's previous United States Department of State of about 95 % surd to completely rock solid again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio cry interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, follow 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 whirlybird flew by again. Looks like he wants to land. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't shoot unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't shoot ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that adult female down for ten fucking minutes ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' Hurry up cocksucker. Little Tiger out. ``

Is that any way to verbalise to her commanding military officer ? I did n't think so. She will ask some form of punishment tonight. Probably have to tie her down and piddle her watch me fuck her girlfriend Payton. Yeah, that would operate !

I did desire to hurry, though. We had seen a chop go by a few clip in the last weeks. They were checking us out. It was the Air Force or the Army, we could n't severalize which but knew it was military.

The girls helped me clothes in my intimately zombie killing outfit. We did n't have uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more pragmatic subject. They finished strapping on my power train and I hauled ass down to the bum of Master 's and Johnson Hardware store in the Jeep. They were going to follow me in a couple minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 metrical foot away, the room access gunner covering us. Some scout troop inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the hood of the Jeep and stepped away from it. I made big pointing move with my manus, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to shore here.

They came directly over us, still at a few hundred feet. A low bag dropped out of the chopper and landed in a heap of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio wrapped in dirty windsock and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' Howdy, '' I called, might as well good friendly. `` Whatcha guys want. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United States regular army. Do we have permission to land ? I 'd care to speak with whomever is in charge. ``

'' If your intentions are peaceful, Colonel, then come on down. ``

They sat the fowl down in a whirlwind of dust and shut it down. After a few tense moment where we each wondered if we would shoot at each other, I turned slowly to show I was unarmed. Erin and the Edgar Lee Masters blood brother still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my hoi polloi had their artillery trained on the United States Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and near me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, mayor, commandant, Captain, and founding father of this township. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no interest in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your guy rope could assume a less aggressive stance ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their accelerator elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' crapulence, sir ? '' I queried. `` A minuscule of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a good mind ! '' I ushered him into the ironware store where J. P. Morgan quickly set us up with a bottleful of seafarer and two methamphetamine. I poured us each a duet fingers worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen about 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 guy wire had the upper hand, for sure. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and arms. But I did n't desire to just give 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 share of zombie trouble, but were fortunate to not pass into add up anarchy. They still had over half of their scout group, about 8,500 kinsfolk including families on base.

'' about other installment were n't that lucky, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent city battles. We 've stayed out of the big city so far, just seems like too big of a job to tackle. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you ring your contraption out front ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Sanchez Death Pit, you mean. Invented by an 18 year old fille, who happens to be my wife and mother of my child. Anyway, it 's middling unproblematic, but very effective. You wan na contain a look ?. ``

We walked out of doors and found the chopper guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. Guys were smiling and laughing, having a good time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your boys forgot to overstretch security ! ``

He shook his read/write head. `` We 've got about an 8:1 ratio of men to char, so your gallon here are a heap for very, very sore eyes ! ``

'' Not going to be a problem, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not tolerate any sort of unwillful demeanour. That being said, we do accept some VERY comfortable 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 endorse in charge. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised paseo to get to the death pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his hoi polloi moved here from another town after a divvy up incident brought us together. We took over a truck layover north of here, arranged the merchant vessels containers to act as wall and funnels, and to act as ramp for our zombie friends. We 've got a slight Bobcat skidsteer machine over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Sanchez Pit of last ! By the way, we claim all copyrights and trademarks to that name. ``

The Army Guy were stunned by the Death Pit. We were currently in the centre of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a couple thousand zombilators, at least. We mostly stood guard, somewhat out of quite a little so the zed would n't get distracted, and fired a pullulate 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 need come-on, right ? You 've got smoke rising from the burning dead, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few prison term, and we did n't hold enough multitude or ammo to fight them one by one. We needed a inactive root, and Lorrie Michael Assat came up with it ! I 've seen enough zombie films, although I never expected to be in one. But the people were always making dumb misapprehension. They never had a place they could engage down and try and embark on over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any problems with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a fiddling befuddle. The fire might die down or a bird might distract them. But then we just ring this bell shape we got from a church. '' I pointed to the bell hanging out in the centre of the pit, supported by a 2x4 complex body part. `` Also, we 've got rotating lighthouse, cop luminance, to get their attention again. When it gets slow, we have to impede up the incline so we can clean out the trampled trunk. That 's probably the biggest danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's psyche was spinning. `` You could, wow, build Thomas More wild leek, dig a deep pit so they always break, rig up lights so they fire in chronological succession to create legerdemain of movement up the ramp ... sanctum diddly-shit, this could really mould. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' fountainhead, sir, it does workplace. But yeah, you could expatiate 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 hour he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you guys earn me a list of what you need ? You 've got a honorable setup here and I want to see you succeed. You 're going to require More farmland than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with pure gloat. `` Well. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be nice. Ma Deuces and Barretts, and slew of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallon of gasoline, and tank to defy it. A few thousand MRE 's would help. What else. clothes. Soap. Toilet paper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah FENCES ! We need fencing cloth so we can expatiate our farms. laughingstock, chickens, cows, and some more families, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okay with you, I 'd like to set up an auxiliary mail here. Man it with 50 people. Some Humvee. 2 Strykers. Medical trailer and staff. And I 'd wish to offer you a commission as a John R. Major in the United States Army reticence. The C. W. Post will be under your program line. ``

'' I 'm honor sir, '' I said, my voice faltering. `` Not for certain I want to be in the Army, though. I just want to stay here and raise my fellowship. No disrespect, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the stockpile. You 'll appease here and overtop the stallion county, maybe even several counties. But you will live here. With our support. Meanwhile, we will claim your Sanchez idea and liberate all of Colorado, and the rural area, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chopper. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as applied scientist and designer of the new post. Erin fairly leapt at the chance to escort Cpl. Flint around. poor people guy, I thought. He does n't stand a chance !

I went back to the house and told the ladies and the baby about the conversation. Jessie spit up a footling, but I did n't take that as a blackball. Gayle, however was a minuscule different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these Army guys waltz in here and take over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about shitheads that live off the government activity tit ? ``

Well, shit, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a good deal.

'' sister, '' I said, trying to sound hopeful. `` We have to plug in with others. We have to get rid of these zombie. We need medical specialty, more food, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my nestling, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be capable to get, and suit something early than just semi-starving zombie fighters ! We do n't have to go back to the old elbow room of pure avarice and rapacity, but maybe we can give a better human race this clock time. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this damn up. I do n't want to be beholden to the USA, either. But I feel the undecomposed way to improve the world is to get involved, be the one on the interior and pathfinder insurance policy and change. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the rest of the world dies completely ... ''

What the shag did I just say ? I do n't want marvellous, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie fever, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't want you leaving us. point the regular army how to work up these Death cavity. But let *them* do it. You stay here, mister. That 's an rules of order. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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4 day later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'United States Army uniform. Already had a ribbon on it, too. Red, Theodore Harold White, and blue chevron with a'Z'in the eye of it. I got several sets of camo also, as did everyone in town. But the colonel said I should wear this for my evening gown induction and reference to the town.

I stepped out into the folk elbow room of my adobe brick castle to see what the ladies thought. They were already dressed in their new camouflage utilities.

Wolf whistles. Catcalls. fist pump. And that was from baby Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' Turn around mister, '' ordered Lorrie. She and Gayle and Erin made appreciative noises.

'' It has to be done, '' Gayle said as she began moving towards me.

'' Definitely, '' added Erin, also moving.

'' Cover me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to address the troops in ... 15 minute ! ``

'' This wo n't learn that long, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my uniform trouser and took out my hardening cock. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her uniform blouse and took her tits out. Staring me down, she lifted her nipple to her mouth and began to imbibe her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't consider long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my acquaintance Queen Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

Comments welcomed !