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Chapter 1 - The first
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging cock. Her frowzled blonde hair partially covering her face she lolled her head from side to side as her orgasm wracked her entire body. Her beautiful tit quivered and escape from like only big breasts can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her sexual climax left her spent of energy.

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

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

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

But Claire showed up in the office one day selling some software, 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 former arm supported me. Her soft build felt tremendous in my hand. Just beautifully squashy and yet firm, with very responsive nipples. I pushed it up to her look and sucked her tit right next to her face. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own nipple, to which she accepted and gently drew into her mouth. I kissed her and she released her nipple ; we both licked it vigorously as my binge pecker 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.

'' Okay baby, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my hammer a couple prison term and her slit responded with death-grip clenches as she came. I wanted to cum on her teat and face. I wanted to coat her entire body with my sperm. I wanted her to know that she was very special to me. I could barely take my cum.

'' Grab your mamilla, 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 match times and felt the fantastic tactile sensation as hot cum began flying out of my cock.

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her boob and went to kibosh her typeface with her men. My cum splashed onto her bosom and a distich flow hit her blocking hands fully force. Dammit, would 've gone right in her mouth, too. She turned her fountainhead as far to the side as it would go. Still, a few stray drops and splashes got through and hit her impudence and neck.

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

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

Savior, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The faucet ran for various minute as she cleaned up. Hell, I 'm surprise she did n't take a bath or a shower. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her hair, apparently so none of my nasty material would come in contact lens with her golden whorl. Hey, she did deliver gorgeous hair, but still, man.

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

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

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also remember your tune-up puff job was feeble at salutary, and lasted almost a min and a half. I was just so charge to give you in my bed that I did n't bear in mind it at the time.

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

A selfish fan. So many time it 's the great-looking women who are just fringy in bed. I guess they figure their facial expression are unspoilt 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 throw polarity around their neck. `` I suck at blowjobs. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't work out pussy. '' It would save us all a lot of trouble in the long run.

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

No ! Bad ! centering out of it ! Who needs a selfish lulu ?

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

I packed up my jeep with a bunch of gear and headed north out of capital of Arizona, up to Colorado. No, I 'm not telling you where it is, exactly. I do n't necessitate a clump of you citizenry 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 dry land above a small town. We decided it would make a cool getaway. So we built a lowly cabin and took turns using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain total of money each month for improvement and such. After 15 long time, it 's pretty fricking awesome. The master copy cabin is gone. Instead, the place looks like a skillful southwestern adobe mansion. It 's rather deceptive, though, as the walls are 3 foundation of blade, brick, grime, and adobe brick. The windowpane are merely cosmetic ; they conceal 'ports'that are neat for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's kind of a castle.

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

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

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` information Officer '' of our group. substance, I built us a mesh with satellite admittance to the 'net. I had supererogatory waiter and spare parts to close for age and yr. parting of my job was to download stuff, information. So I downloaded Youtube videos of how to make diesel fuel, tutorials on farming, articles on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, butt milking, books on making whiskey, plus I ripped thousand of movies and stored them, too. We had a pretty practiced encyclopedia of knowledge and amusement going. Oh yeah. And porn. I downloaded lot of porn. picture and fib. guy wire got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all day of reckoning and gloom.

So I went up the Sat after Claire. I got the solar gore out and set them up. Got out the windmills, checked the assault and battery, checked the fuel levels, checked our water supply tanks ... basically made the home livable.

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

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

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

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

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

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

So I assured him I would check it out. Reluctantly, I put the nearly bushed fish back in the creek, packed up my train and strolled back to the cabin. I flipped on the browser to our ducky 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 twain geezerhood ago doing that. That 's not exactly a zombie Book of Revelation. I called Saint David back.

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A Doctor of the Church. He said he saw a guy at the infirmary rise up after a nitty-gritty attack. He bit like three nurses and orderlies. The medium passed it off as a crazed lunatic. ``

'' Alright, stand by. '' I found the news show floor 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 affair. But the guy is my MD. It 's on. I 'm telling you. I 'm sounding the alarm. ``

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

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. zombi spirit. If that 's rightful, I 'll postulate more of my shooter. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my required AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my wife, now ex. ( We decided to have standardized heavy weapon for percentage etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's delicately, but I want my 1911, my other AR with the fondness scope, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other side arm, and more ammo, and some other crap. And, dark as well get as much food as I can while the depot 's are still open.

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

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

On the way, a story came on the radio of a different crazed man on a rampage who attacked three people at a mortuary in Mile-High City. I pushed the landrover 's gas pedal a small more.

After a grueling trip plate, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to sustain going. I packed up clothes, pictorial matter, trinkets, photographic camera, anything of value. I have a decent-sized off-road public utility company trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that stuff. My jeep I filled with my guns, ammo, other artillery, my atomic number 79 and silver rounds, all my dick, and rear of gas. Grabbed my local stash of Johnny Cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour Super Walmart.

Now, we each had over 4 years of solid food per person stored at the cabin, but it 's all freeze-dried and exsiccate stuff. Not all that exciting. I wanted some safe clobber if the world was ending.

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's canned fruit. Filled up an entire shopping cart of peaches and pears and pineapples. Took that out to the prevue and dumped it. Went back and bought another go-cart of canned vegetables. Then I went for the canned center like fret, Anguilla sucklandii, volaille, Spam, chili con carne. Took two handcart for all that.

Thomas More trips for soups, vegetable, and then the boxes of spud dishful and pasta smasher. More tripper for cooking oil, spices, and more stuff I do n't even no what. At some point, one of the prole started helping me so 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 living dead, Stan. You should get prepare. Get some food and cocksucker. '' I tipped him a couple of hundreds. He was really helpful.

As I was checking out the utmost cart, a frenetic call came over the loudspeaker.

'' computer code Blue to ladies wear ! Code bluing Ladies wear ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the helper gallant, Stan.

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

I paid the clerk. We heard screams coming from close by. Coming from the dame clothing section. Two womanhood staggered out from the racks, large wounding on their arms. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The Rescue
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I got the netherworld out of Dodge, err, Phoenix. When the diddlysquat hits the fan, you want to be get-go out or you 'll be stuck in traffic jams forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am William Ashley Sunday morning so the roads were basically void. I began coaxing my heavily loaded Jeep up the 5,500 foot climb on I-17 to Flagstaff.

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

Called my parents. They did n't think me about anything. Dad did match that the door was locked. Sigh. I 'd set them up with as much clobber as I could, but you can only do so often for multitude. They did n't require to do over from Vegas. They do ingest a shotgun, water gun barrel, MREs ... should last them a distich months.

Went up to Flagstaff and turned east on 40, could see some flaming burning in the niggling city. Went 50 some-odd geographical mile outside of townspeople, then found a side road to shroud and shoot a rest.

Many hours later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had mess of fervor, though. Ran over 10-12 snake god. shot a few more. Saved a few life sentence, for the clock time being, at least. example for the future, firing your gun INSIDE a car is hazardous to your hearing ! The pic do n't prepare you for how loud that can be !

The little town just below our compound in the pitcher's mound seems to be okay. The tidings is reporting example of terrorist act on a large scale. No mention of zombie spirit, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and balanced reportage. Do n't want people to know what 's really happening. The site are going nutcase though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

David stopped answering his cell earpiece. So did Chris and Steven. Maybe the cells went down due to powerfulness outages ? They are far too wise to get caught up in this dirt. I hope. But then, I drove out of only one actual city. They 've got scores of urban center to get through.

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

Two more Clarence Day went by before the starting time living dead showed up in townspeople. At least, that 's what I figured. I could get word the gunshot, and could see cars speeding about the spot. mayhem. I considered going down to facilitate, but, what can one man do ? There were hundred of them. Plus, I did n't really recognize 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 Wrangler already proved to be a pretty undecomposed zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tyre, M/T 's with serious knobby stride. It 's the 4-door model outfitted with extra gas tanks, 5.13 train, offroad lights and whatnot, it 's pretty heavy. And it has a big ass bumper in the front which proved great at knocking over Zed and his Zed Friend. But for real survival, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 clip warm than the Jeep, has high ground clearance, has four doors and a camping bus box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type fomite, then they became usable to the public. This one was originally a command and communications hand truck. We rigged it up as an exigency truck with a ladder, medical gear, blast fire extinguisher, gun wheel, everything we could think of.

I put on my camouflage paraphernalia. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear. It has tough plastic patch that cover the chest and back, forearms, elbow, upper coat of arms. I figured it would be difficult to get sting that way. Put on my chest rig which held my 1911 and 6 magazines for that. It also held 8 magazine for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my brand toed charge, sputter guards, knee joint diggings, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar boxing glove that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a confused United States Army man, nothing really matched but what the hell. I do n't demand to be camouflaged from Zed, just require to be gruelling to eat. Grabbed my shotgun, AR, and a strangled .22 calibre rifle.

Got in the Mog and force to town.

Much of the town was quiet, I turned down onto the deserted briny street and kept a look out. In my mirrors I could see a unusual website ; snake god exiting fund and turning to watch over my motortruck. Was everybody dead ?

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

It was calm. Too quieten for the Zombie Apocalypse.

A Zed rounded the turning point and shuffled towards me. I mean, I think he was a Zed. Blood covered font and bureau, blank stare ... I grabbed the bottle up .22 and fired at his head. Two shooter and he dropped, but not before he let out the moan.

The zombie moan. We learned to hate and dread that speech sound. The groan seemed to be a `` Hey zombie friends, there 's inwardness over here ! '' kind of a thing. I knew more were coming soon. I heard some more automaton moan behind me.

Time to go. I got back in the cab and was prepare to turn the key when I heard several female screams from a nearby house. motherfucker. That 's also the management where the moan came from.

I took the keys ( did n't want to leave them in the ignition and have some experience arse take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my with child AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the business firm to investigate.

As I climbed the steps up the porch, I could see many Z milling about interior, 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-to-do considering a psyche is n't very big and they are moving, not holding still. So it took me a snap and sometimes two or three to kill one. But the AR is semi-automatic, meaning all I have to do is pull the trigger for each bullet, so I can burgeon forth pretty fast. Full motorcar would 've been dainty ... shoulda got that instead but that 's illegal in CO. Thanks, politicians.

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

My first magazine emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the second one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the one on the stairs. I then tried climbing the stair, but it was full of blood and Albert Gore Jr. and really idle zombies. The screech stay on upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could listen some groan up there, though.

Shit ! Some zombie bastard grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a couch. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a pile of perfectly z. The female person screams continued upstairs, I figured I could kill this fallen one later.

I ran back outdoor, started the Mog and backed her right hand up to the family, destroying the spotter fence and garden in the process. But now the top of the rear camping bus box was pretty a good deal in line with the porch cap, which led to the back chronicle windows. Climbed up the hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch masking, and I landed in the upstairs hallway.

The zeds up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullets. The screams continued in a sleeping accommodation. I turned in to see a gal and a woman trying to nurse off two zombie with chairs. A bunch of mass were backed up in the recess of the room. They were n't going to last often longer. I reached over my shoulder joint and pulled out my Crovel, a small but sonorous duty compounding shaft of crow-bar and excavator. The spadeful edge are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw bound and a bottle opener, so it 's reasonably poise. I hooked one Zed with the crowbar end and pulled him off the young girl.

'' binding your face ! '' I yelled to the girl. I did n't need her to get splashed with blood.

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

living dead moans outside. They 're coming in the house again.

I surveyed the situation, but there was too much going on. There were several female 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 rakes and pieces of woodwind, a baseball bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed prepare to turn over up. They were also mostly in skirts and heels, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had way for these masses. My cabin had elbow room as my crony 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 record them I was just a regular 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 older, I mean she was probably my age. She was the one that was fighting off a Zed in the first place but was now tending to a girl on the floor.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' John Rock and roll ! '' she said with zestfulness. She fired a snapshot down the steps. Then a couple more.

'' Got em ! '' she hollered. `` piece of tail yeah ! ``

'' Good missy ! Shot emplacement, do n't consume ammo. someone get my helmet ! ``

Blake, the gallant of the crew, helped me with the downed female child. She was bleeding pretty badly from a injury to her vertebral column, her clothing was in smidgin. It was hard to maneuver her because we were trying not to touch her spine. The pretty lady was helping too. Turns out this wounded girl was her daughter. We finally got external, and saw more snake god. 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 house. `` What 's that bird 's public figure ? The gun for hire ? We need her out here ! ``

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

'' okeh then. Some of you barricade the stair so we do n't get caught from behind. '' They started dragging a authority across the floor.

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

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

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. Spot for her. William Tell her which ones are closest. Kill the closest ones first, then function your way out. Here, hold these two mag. Do n't throw away the empties. ``

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

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

I hopped down on the hood of the Mog and killed a duad rightfield by the driver 's door of the truck.

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

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

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

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

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

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead principal and bodies as we went. The motortruck lurched and heaved English to side as we listened to the sickening speech sound. Two or three Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ago, these were moms and dads, shopkeepers, barber, high school kids ... today they are just dead essence walking. This world sucks.

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

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

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

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Chapter 3 - The arrival
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We got up to my compound. Locked the gate as I was trusted we would have some followers. Found out that the suffering girl was Lothringen and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our little medical examination room. Yes, we actually have a elbow room for this. Like a tiny MD office. She was barely conscious, but I got her to bury some piss and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help note that, underneath her torn blouse, Lorraine had wonderful titty. Like mother, like daughter, I guess.

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

Back to the injured Lothringen. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the information guy. My buddy David was the Medical Man. He took all the Red Cross training and CERT social class and studied the Good Book and shit. I hate descent. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of early the great unwashed 's blood, 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, Lorraine had passed out by this time. My stitches would birth made the Frankenstein creature blush, they were that bad. But they seemed to hold the skin together. I slathered her with antibiotic balm and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't facilitate but mark that no topic how pretty her mother was, this hurt miss was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, 18. Good Shepherd, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

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

They were at a funeral home in capital of Colorado when one of the abruptly mass 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 fine. I finished the concluding 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 ... thing ... ( sniff ) Jesus ... we 'd all be ... we 'd all be dead right now ! ``

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

Gayle began to descend back to normal. `` I, I do n't have it away how to thank you ... I do n't even know your name ! Oh I 'm such an ass ! ``

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

'' Gayle Salim. wellspring, thank you, Michael. You 've saved my life and my daughter 's ... May I give you a buss ? ``

She tentatively looked at me. I smiled and moved in to meet 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 s ... then I squeezed her a minuscule tighter and our kiss became a little more passionate. She squeezed me back as our lips pressed harder against each former. I became extremely conscious of her breasts pressing into me, and my cock started to stiffen. Her breathing increased, along with mine, our rima oris opened a bit, and trusted enough, our tongues met at the same clock time. She was foul, smelled a little, and her fuzz was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My cock roared to broad attending as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her waist. My paw slid down to her wench, I could feel the bare skin of her back.

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

We broke the kiss.

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

Gayle looked at my bulging pants. `` I 'm dark. I should n't give -- ''

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

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

'' No sweetie, it 's just your emotions are running high 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 osculation ! She was so pretty, though. I thought of my account with fairly 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 hand clapping, then origination and hugs and hugs and more hug. But, I did n't really remember anyone 's name that I did n't already know.

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

I showed the little girl where the exhibitioner was, got out some of my ex 's clothes and mine too, and told them to try and ascertain something that fit. They were mostly just camo clothes, my ex took all her street wearing apparel. Also pointed out the 'feminine products'to which I got more clapping and hugs. Told them I was going to lock down the out of doors and would be back in a few minutes.

'' I 'll come with you, '' volunteered Erin, the shooter chick. `` I 'll watch your book binding. ``

'' Sure, be good to have some Sir Thomas More eyes. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her expression and manus. In all the confusion and fighting before, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking good looking. Nice fiddling frame, a piddling over five feet marvellous and not monster boobs. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other young woman, she seemed improperly dressed for the social occasion, but she did have some boots that seemed to fit.

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

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

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my hands as she took the Crovel with the three inch spike on the end. She walked to the fence and watched for a moment as the zombie spirit tried to get at us. His epithet tag said `` Jerry Davis, Mountain Realty. '' His throat was torn up, must have been why he was n't moaning. Being a new snake god, he did n't have that completely shitty look like you see in the moving-picture show. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his eye were all red and splotchy, he stank like jack, and his skin was turning that sallow, pale color.

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

She rammed the spike rightfulness into and through his bequeath eye, piercing his brain. Jerry stopped all his useless apparent motion, hung there for a second, then dropped to the ground.

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

'' You know, '' she said. `` I do n't know what it is. Maybe it 's the gun for hire. Maybe it 's the shot. 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 nookie horny right now. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Hold on, sweetheart. Let 's void that kickoff. '' I did n't require to get shot with my own gun.
She emptied the mag and the chamber.

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

This was just too in effect. I got my thickening dick out.

'' Jesus messiah, yes ! Let me go down on that, please ? Let me imbibe your big hard cock. ``

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

Fucken A ! She took probably 6 of my 8 inch into her hot sassing. Then she bobbed quickly up and down my barb, her hand following her mouth and squeezing my cock so lie with hard.

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

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

'' You fucking GO Erin ! Yes ... you were a fucking animal today ... you 're a have a go at it hard corps killer ... suck that cock, suck it suck it suck it oh FUCK I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

I expected her to pull back, but she did n't break stride at all. She kept sucking my firmly putz as it began to pulse and throb.

Fiery blastoff of sperm exploded into her mouth, down her throat. She kept her mouthpiece on the tip as her hand stroked me, coaxing out more cum and Sir Thomas More cum. She swallowed immediately to fix room for it all, and swallowed some more.

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

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

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

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh shtup ... shit ... shite ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the waves kept cumming.
I spotted a zombi spirit at the fence. I traded hired hand so my rightfulness was now rid to take in my .45.
Boom ! And the Zed 's head exploded.

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

bonanza ! I fired at a tree.

'' FUCK ! ``

godsend !

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

boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

Boom Boom microphone boom microphone boom !

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

I dropped the empty handgun on the ground.

I was hard as a piece of tail careen again. I had never seen such a carnal show in my liveliness. I furiously stroked my cock as she watched. In a few seconds I shot a small load rightfield on her gorgeous little mamilla. The spermatozoan was less, but my orgasm was outstanding. holy shit.

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

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

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

'' Yeah, zombi. z. Zees. Zekes. You want to down 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 do it me, Michael. Seriously. Aunt Flo leaves town in a pair off Clarence Day. ``

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

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

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


- - -

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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my train. `` Few more zombies showed up. Right at the fence. ``
Some of the girls were all impertinent and clean. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camo bloomers and t-shirts. A couple were still dirty, waiting their routine. William Blake was all clean too. Guess he did n't have sex about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a computer in this little office over here. And I 've got a pill. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's left of it. Why do n't you do ... five hour shifts until everyone has a stroke at it, then make ten bit shifts. ``

You never saw Whitney Moore Young Jr. the great unwashed move so fast in your lifespan. Gayle got a chuckle out of it. Nice to see her smile.

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

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

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

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

'' How 's your young lady, um ... ''

'' Lorraine. ``

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

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

'' Yeah. Probably due to my crappy stitching. Maybe we 'll put some super mucilage on it to help seal up the wound. ``

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

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical examination way and re-patched her girl, Lorraine. Found out more than of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in Boulder, Centennial State. A group of 20 of the sorority girls had gone down to south Denver for a funeral of one of their Quaker who 'd been killed in a car accident. The servicing was at a funeral home and, during the service, one of the other abruptly soundbox came out of the back up room and started to sting folks. This automaton bit five or six hoi polloi before they subdued it. The girls fled in panic. Gayle, the house mother, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to ready their way back, massive traffic jams developed as zombies and citizenry ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their lady friend died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the girls on the bus.

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

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

They ran out of gas a duo Admiralty mile from here, and hoofed it into Ithiel Town. Not so leisurely with terrified little girl and high heels. In townsfolk, nonentity would facilitate them, the living dead were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned house with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

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

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

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

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

I decided it was sentence for a minuscule change of pace.

'' Alright noblewoman. listen up. We 're having hot chocolate and film in ten minutes. Get your jammies and get ready for bed ! ``

I made the hot chocolates, and put a large-minded total of Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a motion-picture show as the girls found spots on the couch with their pillows. Most were in my bagger shorts and my olive drab T-shirt. They all asked what movie, but I would n't recount them.

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

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

Julie St. Andrew appeared on the top of a hill and started singing `` The Hill are alive, with the Sound of Music. ``

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

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

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

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

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

The picture show finally ended. Had to wake up up a span fille to get them to their beds. I got hugs and kisses from everyone, even Blake. wellspring, not buss, thank God.

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

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

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

'' Something wrong ? '' I whispered to her in the near darkness. The 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 room access. She pulled off her tee shirt and dropped her shorts to the floor, but all I could see in the darkness was her sad eyes.

I opened my arms and she hugged me, like she was holding on for costly life. She cried quietly against my chest for several min as I rocked her. I did n't want to ask what it was, I could pretty much figure it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many ally die, probably orphaned now ... still, my cock got knockout because of a naked trunk pressed into me.

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

I moved my hand down to her rather flesh out ass, her diffuse flesh so pliable in my strong hands. She moaned and thrust her clapper in my mouth, searching, exploring. Her script went down to my hammer and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her back. In the dim light, I could see her marvelous mamilla splayed out to the sides. Jesus of Nazareth, I did n't know she had those ! I went to suck them, but she stopped me. Spreading her peg, she whispered her only words to me.

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

I rolled on top of her, my rock arduous cock between her freshly knock off legs. With just a trivial maneuvering, my peter found her pussy. I rubbed myself up and down her slit a brace times, surprised by how wet she was.

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

She entwined her branch 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 moan and pant from both of us. We slowly increased stop number. little faster. piffling harder, too. Her slick cunt walls felt so nice and tight on my steel difficult shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't want to let go. I grabbed her left tit hard, I did n't desire to let go. But I could sense those look heading my way. And fucking this hot stripling ( or maybe she 's twenty, who the fuck knows I ca n't even think of her name ) with her knavish pussy is helping the situation way too much. No amount of money of football opinion are going to hold back this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

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

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

The miss sat up and moved towards my cock, and found it with her sass. She licked and sucked my cock clean of her and my succus. I 've GOT to find out what her name is ! I do n't want this to be a erstwhile affair. The obvious dawned on me about this metre ; 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 expression. But I went to town on her pussy. I just ate her grueling, and licked her hard, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my whole font in there. She pumped her clit against my tongue as I jammed most of my hired man up her dripping twat. I pumped her furiously with my flexing fingers and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty cunt succus. I slipped my early hand to her ass and pressed in with my pointer finger. Her juices had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without warning, and without any interference, she clamped her thighs together, locking my paw in place in her ass and cunt. I pressed harder on her clit as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and restrain my face right in there. I wanted this sister to remember this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the full glow of the LED. She dipped a couple finger of her right handwriting into her pussy, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her script up to her right mammilla and coated it with her own juices. With her leftfield hand, she raised her tit to her mouthpiece and basically made out with her own nipple for a minute of arc or so. She did the same thing again but to her left tit.

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

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

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

She grinned, then turned and got on all four-spot, her kitty-cat and ass in unmixed view of the dim visible radiation. She turned her psyche back towards me and raised her supercilium. She does n't talk much, but we seem to sympathize each other pretty well without the chatter.

I moved in behind her, preparing to get on her pussy. My head pressed into her pussy back talk, still wet from her secretion. She suddenly moved forward, out of range.

She turned and looked at me again, and shook her chief. This could only have in mind one thing.
'' You sure ? '' I asked. This was n't something that, in my experience, most dame enjoyed very much. Certainly not new chicks.

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

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

The head teacher slid right in.

She stiffened slightly at first, but I worked it back and forth a patch and she relaxed again. With some more back and forth action, I pressed a little harder, going deeper into this usually forbidden country. I did n't require to press to hard, though, and hurt her or scare her off.

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

She grabbed a pillow and collapsed into it with her face and arms holding it tight, her ass still pointing into the air to take over her butt-fucking. time to go to puzzle out !

With increasing intensiveness, I fucked her ass good. It 's different than a pussy, tighter right field at the curtain raising but a bit looser once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

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

I fucked her faster, so fast I was like a fuzz in her closely ass. I grabbed her mammilla and made a fist with it inside my fingerbreadth. My pass with flying colors dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her cunt and raised her body to adjoin each nimble thrust of my cock.

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

She raised up on all four again, arched her back, and trembled with another orgasm.
I came too, ripe then. I could feel her slit quiver and her ass gripped my tool as I shot load after load of hot cum in her ass.

The room access to my piddling figurer room salvo open and somebody hit the luminance, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent splendor. What the existent fuck ?



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

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

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

'' What 's the topic with her ? '' I asked, trying to collapse the stress. My screwing buddy tried to dig a hole in the air mattress. She managed to hide a little bit in the blanket. Of course of study, by this time, a couple other young woman had come out to see what the problem was. I started dressing.

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

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

With sudden steel in her articulation and a inhuman unvoiced stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a febricity of 103.6. She wo n't wake up up. I looked at the wounding and it seems infected. Her breathing is shallow and ragged. She needs antibiotic, or something. ``

asshole, I thought as I laced up my boots. I do n't have any melted antibiotics, just tablet. But you ca n't make an unconscious person immerse contraceptive pill and liquid. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' Somebody go get Blake. ``

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

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

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

'' Does he give IVs to people ? ``

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

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

'' RFN ? ``

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

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

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll get to a speed run to town. 5 minutes. Grab some shit from the Doc 's place. spine immediately. 10 mo, tops. We 'll save her. ``

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

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

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

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

I scooped up my fixture AR and my partiality one from back base. It 's got a red-dot peck that 's very Handy in the dark.

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

'' Um, just air-soft triggerman, yeah. '' Jesus, what sort of state boy does n't shoot ?

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

We bounced in to town in record book time. The Unimog is an awesome rig, but it 's not material fast, and it 's not rattling quiet. I had outfitted my Jeep with some respectable Teraflex parts underneath so we could do by the rough road at speed with ease.

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

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

'' You can drive, right Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no worries. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to back up to the office. I 'm going to turn on these nates lights to shine inside. William Blake and I will smash and seize. I want you standing outside, but right by the Jeep. stay fresh it running. I need you to maintain the orbit clear. But do n't shoot until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes Daddy, '' she said.

What the fuck ? Daddy ? Whatever ... I do n't have meter to worry about that.

I busted in a pane of glassful on Doc 's nominal head doorway. The randomness made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the whole thing down.

'' Eyes sharp, '' I whispered to William Blake. `` Keep sweeping the light. '' He had a flashlight, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undid the lock. We entered the office.
Kind of messy for a Doctor 's business office, I thought. document and hoot were on the floor, things knocked down. Maybe we were n't the first to loot the place ?

Blake waved towards the binding, indicating where to go.

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

Stupid ... Stupid stupe STUPID !

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

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

Blake screamed.

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

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

William Blake stood a few feet from his own zombie. Doc Robert Brown, from the looks of him. His Edward White coat spattered with ancestry, he was coming towards Blake.

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

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

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

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

But I was too late.

Blake dropped the Crovel and grabbed his cervix. profligate flowed out around his fingers.

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

But she answered with a roaring ! ... windfall ! bonanza !

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

Shit shit diddlyshit shit !

Blake handed me the keys to the cabinet.

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

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

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

I rummaged through the cabinet as William Blake tried to explain.

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV pocketbook. I dumped out a trash can and threw them all in there. Then I grabbed various tube-looking affair and as many syrinx as I could. I also threw in some feeding bottle of lozenge, and little bottles of liquids that had drug name on them. I do n't know what they were, I took them all. I looked at William Blake as he struggled to speak.

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

'' semen 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 repugnance. She could see his profligate from the rear jeep lights.

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

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

'' You 're a brave son of a kick, '' I said, my voice 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 pickup now.

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

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

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

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a route flare pass from the back of the landrover and lit it. I tossed it a twosome feet away. I made her drive away, slowly down Main Street without any lights and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare would quarter the zombies towards its light, so they would n't follow us home. We turned the quoin, 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 hind end belt on, I do n't remember doing that.

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

We pulled in to our building complex and quickly got inside. Gayle anxiously took the trash basket full of drugs and began sorting them out on the mesa. All the other daughter were there, waiting anxiously to see what was going to take place. It only took about three more seconds until person asked the inevitable question.

'' Where 's Blake ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my vox sounding Weird to me. `` Get the pill over here. Yeah. clink on the server icon, right. mouse click checkup, ok click the IV folder, click that file, yeah miscellany. ``

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

She looked at me, my hands were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

She got it on the first try. We set the drip 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 tabular array and slumped down in a chairman. The girls tried to solace 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. daughter, '' 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 end of me.

'' Thanks. ``

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

I sat up and swallowed the drunkenness down.

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

I put my top dog in my hands and sobbed. That piteous nooky kid, he was only 18 or 19.

Gayle got my meth and poured another double shot.

'' face, Michael. Blake was a sweet kid. But he was n't a fighter. When we all crashed into his household, he did n't avail stand off the snake god, he just stood there. It 's not your fracture. ``

'' wellspring, I should n't take put anyone who 's that unprepared in that position. That 's why we 're getting up early tomorrow. We 're starting BASIC training. ``

I stood up to go to bed.

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

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her figure. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not sure what your plan is, but you best watch what you 're doing here. These girls are very ... attendant right now. And you 're like some hero beginner figure to them. Watch your footfall. Good dark, Michael. ``

I trudged to my way and had a severe sleep.

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Chapter 5 - canonic
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Gayle changed out Lothringen 's IV bag in the center of the night. The succeeding dawning, her pyrexia was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

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

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

Finally, it was clock time for live fire training. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the rest of us went up to the cap with one AR and the 10/22 and a lot of powder magazine for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the end moan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly safe, though. Zed ca n't climb 12 groundwork vertical walls.

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

'' Tina, you try it. '' The nice thing about the AR, it shoots a pocket-size but powerful smoke. Still, the boot on that is minimal. Women can easily shoot it without losing control of the weapon. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

'' okeh you 're a picayune low, you got his chest. ``

BAM !

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

BAM !

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

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few times. Erin grabbed my ass at one point, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my door finally night when I pulled my hammer out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't seem to faze her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to have developed a illogical but still strong disfavour towards me. Sorry beloved, one osculation does n't mean we are exclusive. Although, she is so damn attractive. And sweet, and inviolable. Christ ...

We broke for luncheon and got the better word ever, Lorraine was awake ! Gayle introduced us
formally for the low gear time. Lorraine just smiled up at me as we did n't require her moving just yet. My god she was pretty ... I mean her mom was fantastic but Lothringen, wow. She whispered it was nice to meet me, and held my hand for a few import. Gayle ushered me out of there.

The rest of the day was more training, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 all in Zeds on your holding ? We ended up fashioning these big come-on out of some rebar we had in a throw away. Rebar, that super strong blade they use in concrete construction. We tied two ropes to that so two or four mass could haul them across the ground. There was a modest indentation in the ground outside the fence air, we dragged them over there as best we could. This ended up being the best posture training exercising. You used you legs, subdivision, pectus, nub, everything.

I need these girls to be strong. I need to number on them. We need to necessitate back our world.
Patsy stayed behind with Lorraine so Gayle could make water dinner ready for everyone, which was nice.

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

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

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George II Romero Zombie ; not really fast, not smart, drawn to reek, sound and motion, and tidal bore for man flesh to eat. Well at to the lowest degree cypher has seen any running snake god. Unfortunately, it seemed that any death was now a turn-into-a-zombie issue. Not just from a bit, but a core attack, too.

Then I looked at our supplies, our landed estate mathematical function, and tried to think of some plans. wintertime was coming. We could n't plant life anything now. But there 's plenty we should be doing. The main thing was, we needed to cleanse out the town. But before that, we needed to get these girls in Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe and properly outfitted. They were all wearing clothes and place that did n't really fit.

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

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

I had a couple generous pellet of Gentleman doodly-squat, and I tried going to sleep. But null happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my door again. tinker's dam. My mind was n't in the right station for this. Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the doorway undetermined, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Johnson baby. They were n't twins, being a couplet eld apart, but they had a strong family unit resemblance. light-colored reddish hair's-breadth, mediocre tegument, cute little 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 Blake right field now and -- ''

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

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

Well, I was still very overturned 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 sisters went. Deliverer, they were unbelievable. It 's the kind of thing where I ca n't commit an accurate 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 sometime one, 21, it turns out. And Kristin the unseasoned at just past 18. Lizzie, the aggressor, pushed me down in my wheelie electric chair and told me to just sit there for awhile, not to move.

The two fille stood rightfield in figurehead of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's drawers, exposing her shaved pubic area. She raised Kristin 's leg kind of past me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the wall for accompaniment. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's organic structure, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her constituent. And all the while she 's whispering `` Look at these mammilla ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so diffused '' and matter like that. I was concerned for Kristin at first, but she seemed to love it, especially when Lizzie moved around to kiss Kristin 's snatch. I went from 80 % hard to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a match of ternion before. And let me tell you, it ai n't like in the smut. One of the missy is usually shy, and then individual gets their spirit hurt because they are n't getting enough care or whatever ... almost mass just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two sisters, different narration ! Lizzie stopped eating her Sister 's snatch and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous mouth was enhanced by the dripping slit juice from Kristin. Jesus, kissing a hot Edward Young girl, who 's got her own sister 's juices on her mouth, I was just melting. I was n't aware at the time, but all thinking of Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

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

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

And this is where it gets kind of fuzzy. Lizzie went and sucked on Kristin 's tits some more ... then both of us were sucking Kristin 's mammilla ... then I got rolled on my dorsum and had Lizzie 's twat shattering my typeface and my cock up Kristin 's cunt.

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

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

Her juicy ass felt marvellous as I shot load after encumbrance of cum into her behind. Lizzie squealed as Kristin lapped her cunt like a hungry dog. When I finished, Lizzie rose up and drop 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 sister ass, cleaning it all up. Lizzie promptly turned around and kissed her sister firmly and tenderly and roughly, and they fought for the cum back and forth. Some ran down Kristin 's buttock. The two girls entwined their legs and fag their pussies into each former, cumming hard simultaneously in just a couple minutes. I forced my way from behind so I could try and lap up both of their twat. Nice.

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

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

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

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

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

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After our forenoon P90 workout, we ate Gayle 's pancakes from my dehydrated hoard, and I talked about my ecumenical design for taking back our slight neighboring township. Since it did n't depend like my sidekick were coming, I was going to use their food, and accelerator, and former provision. With all of us, We had about 3 years of solid food in storage.

But that was n't enough. What then ? My architectural plan was to get farming next outpouring. But we need to clear out Zach and all his protagonist first ; ca n't accept him trampling all over our line of business and gardens.
Then, soft touch spoke up.

'' I do n't really cerebrate we should be killing these ... masses ... ''

All headland turned her way, you could get a line the syrup flowing down the cakes.

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

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

'' These multitude out there, yes they died. But now they are Angels, and they 're doing God 's work. ``

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

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

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

'' soft touch ... you can think what you want to trust. But, you are also a guest in my house. My plan, for all the occupants of this family, is to try and get through this Zombie apocalypse, and to prevent sustenance and kill the bad guys. I want to plant life crop, I want us to be safe. I want us to live. I kind of opinion those were common feelings we all had. I expected everyone in this sign of the zodiac to crop towards that finish. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

I took a sip of coffee tree and the girls all started shouting back and Forth River. 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 other side ? '' Everyone 's manus went up except Patsy's.

'' Well, what is the other selection, chump ? ``

'' 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, '' Patsy said. accent on the 'you 're'; full of despite. `` No, we have to waitress for a sign. ``

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

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

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

I ate the residual 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, squeamish firm body, obviously somewhat smarting as she 's in college. But she 's either a religious nutter or she 's gone crazy. Maybe both. Oh well, not my problem anymore.

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

And I was, in about 15 minutes. 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 overnice backpack, filled up.

'' Patsy. starting time of all, I 'm good-for-nothing to feature infringed on your impression. That was untimely of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

'' And I 'm dismal for the fornicating. '' That brought some snigger and downright laughter.

'' But you 've made it patent you do n't want to stay here. So I put together a small kit here, '' I indicated the back pack. `` There 's urine for three days, food, a jacket, gloves, peer, oh and a Bible, of course. Let 's see, no weapons, of class. 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 for these girls.

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

'' Gayle ? '' patsy pleaded.

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

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

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

'' The Lord is my sheepman, I shall not require ... '' soft touch began. She kept praying as she shouldered the pack. I helped her adjust the straps. `` Yea, though I walk through the vale of the dark of death, I will fear no evil. ``

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

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

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

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

I followed Patsy out, unlocked the gate for her. Erin followed me with my old AR, now 'hers'. I pointed out a Zeke to her, Erin popped him in the head. Patsy did n't flinch, just kept 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.

gravy !

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

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

roar ! and another Zeke fell. chump stopped at the bushed 'Angels'and crossed herself and them, like she was blessing them.

gold rush ! got him.

bonanza ! got her.

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

I hollered out into the valley, `` COME book binding ! ! ! ``

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

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

That fifth Zach was now walking in a straight strain away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... appreciation ... windfall !

Got him ! But my fervor was short lived as we saw several more than Zach 's cum from the town area and headed to where fool would be. They were out of grasp, though.

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

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

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

We spent the rest of the day preparing our weapons, teaching the girls how to manage for and strip them, ran through more exercise to well-defined jams etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the mathematical group 's hoard of standardized weapons. My sidekick wo n't mind, since they are gone ...

The mood was, okay. masses 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 blast her zombie organic structure, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the girls about my plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` lord 's Hardware and Dry commodity '' computer memory. The girls need underclothing, skid that fit, and some wearing apparel, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these girls have real big tits. And I need them to be able to run. Big bounce tit are fun to watch in slacken motion when they run, but in a Zed position it ai n't aplomb to cause matter going in all directions. Got ta strap those puppies down.

'' I 'm going to need two volunteer for tomorrow 's digression, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now hold on a second. I need citizenry who are upright shots, can strike quick, and do n't heed getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two more ... Lorrie, bad sweetheart, you need more healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, shit ! ``

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

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

So instead of a movie that night, we all cleaned the arm and checked our packs. We loaded the jeep with some barter goodness, like gallon jug of water and canned solid food in case we found some survivors. Also some dry foods like instant potatoes and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

'' I 'm serious. We need to be up brightly and early and ready to go. ``

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

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Chapter 7 - pop 's Little Girl
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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 ready it sit better. We were finally ready.
Acutely aware of how well the last outing went, when we lost William Blake, this parting was a bit tearful.

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with crying in her eyes. I held her shoulders, afraid to touch her back. Her breasts pressed into me. Jesus.

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

We got in the jeep and headed towards town.

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

Suddenly, campaign. Hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the depot. I did n't want to just shoot and bust up the shabu, I wanted to keep some integrity to the memory board. Talking to the girl, we drove the Jeep around the position of the memory. I took a set of keys, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the landrover and went up the ardor escape to the instant storey. I climbed in the windowpane and cleared the area. The other gals came in. Okay.

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

I took two footfall downstairs, and was met by a young man with a scattergun pointed at my face.

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

I set the crovel down, but now the kid had three other rifles pointed at his headspring. Then a room access opened up behind us. disarray reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't know who to taper it at. My girls were yelling, so were the male child ; this was very tense and could go bad in a rushing. But I could see these were youthful kids. I did n't think they were severe, just being protective.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' I 'm Henry Morgan, '' said my guy on the stairs. He handed me the shotgun while he moved over to agitate bridge player with the girls.

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

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

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

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

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

'' fountainhead guys, I 'm very distressing for your loss. But we need some things for the daughter. You fellas need water ? nutrient ? ``

'' We need piss bad, '' said Lewis Henry Morgan. `` We 're all out, and drinking out of the toilette tanks -- OWW ! ``

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

'' Boys, '' I said. `` Before we do any trading, we 've got to ... dispatch Publius Vergilius Maro ... ''

'' Yeah. We know. We just ca n't do it. '' Morgan, apparently the untried one, cried a little. 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 raw ?

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

I opened the back door with the key from Wyat, and I quickly dispatched inadequate Virgil with my Crovel. Erin helped me drag him outside. We cleaned up the blood line so the boy would n't see anything.

The atmosphere lightened up then. The two babe went shopping with the boys helping. For a rotten small town, they had pretty good stuff and nonsense. I guess there 's a pretty famous trailhead up in the woodwind, so they get quite a few tramp coming through here needing last minute gear.

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

'' Can we get to the clock towboat from here ? '' I asked. It was just a little cupola kind of a thing, sitting on the roof of the second floor. We climbed the stairs from the ceiling. A duo kicks and the clock fell out of the figurehead. Nice view from here, we could see near of the town, now.

I looked at Erin. Her face pleaded with me.

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

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

boom !

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

BOOM !

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

godsend !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

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

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

bonanza !

But this metre, instead of 'yeah babe'or something, she just kind of moaned a niggling, like `` Mmmmm-hmmmmm. ``

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

'' You 're an awesome shot, smasher ! '' And I rested my mitt on her trim footling ass.

She giggled and pressed into my hand. `` Harder ... yes pop ... squeeze me .... waiting ... block ... '' she sighted in another target.

BOOM !

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

'' Reloading, '' she said. I took that bit to reach around her and loosen her belt, then just shucked her camo pants down. She was n't wearing any underclothes. She struggled out of one leg, so she could still proceed. I rested my hand on her silky bland naked butt.

Erin exhaled, I paused, and manna from heaven !

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

'' Mmmmm Goddd yess ... .. '' Exhale, pause, stop moving ... manna from heaven !

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

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

I pulled my manus out of her backside, and reached around to the front line so I could squelch and massage her clit.

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

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

I squeezed her clit in between my thumb and digit, her short swollen chum sent shake throughout her body.

roar !

'' shag ! ! ! ``

windfall !

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

'' screw me, pappa, '' she pleaded.

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my pa, '' she said softly. `` shag me Daddy. '' Then through gritted teeth : `` Fuck me knockout dad ! Let me shoot down these fuckers and fuck me, papa. ``

Savior Christ, I do n't even have a girl, but hearing her talk like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a hurriedness. I lined up right behind her and jostle my stopcock up her tight cunt.

Erin let out a hanker 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 toughened on her, though, she was just oozing cunt juice.

She took aim some more. I paused.

thunder ! She shot this woman Zena in the head.

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

manna from heaven !

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

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

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

I fucked her as gruelling as I could while she tried to eat up the dead Zach.

'' Stop it ! '' she giggled.

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

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

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

Erin reached down to her cunt and frigged herself for a few here and now, then took that handwriting and tried to shove it in my face. She succeeded, smearing my font with creamy kitty-cat cum.

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

'' pa 's piddling fucking woman of the street ? Huh babe ? ``

'' Yes Daddy oh my ass GOD ! ``

'' You like Daddy 's cock ? ``

'' Yeah dada keep fucking me ! ``

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

'' Oh FUCK YES DADDY ! Cum in me pappa ! ! ``

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

And I came inside her like a tidal waving. I could feel her pussy wall contract around my putz as she came also. Hot spermatozoan met hot pussy juice to produce white-hot lava inside her cunt.

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

'' Oh daddy '' Erin whispered, I could barely see her in the luminousness morning breeze. `` daddy ... dad ... ''

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

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

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

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

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

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

Erin stood up and tote me a piddling bit on the berm. I set down the gun and kissed her passionately, tasting my cum on her brim and natural language. She held me so rigorous for such a minuscule thing.
Reluctantly, we dressed. We ended up going through four magazines. 120 rounds. With misses and on-purpose shots fired during sex, we figured we hit close to 100 zombies.

I pulled the little bipartizan radio out of my shoulder air pocket and put in a cry to the house.

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

Dead air.

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

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

'' Uh, just confused, but, whatever. We 're all very well. mates of ezed were on the perimeter fence.
Payton took them out with the '22'. ``

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

'' The magniloquent one ? lunkhead ! ``

Yeah she 's the magniloquent one. At least six feet. But nicely proportioned. Very nicely proportioned.
Gayle keyed the mic again. `` How are you guys ? We hear a lot of shots. Oh, and Lothringen says to secern you 'negative Ghostrider, the figure is full'. What the hell are you laugh at talking about ? ``

I chuckled out loud while Erin just looked at me like I was stupid person. `` All serious here. niggling Panthera tigris is quite the sharpshooter. The sisters are negotiating for goods as we speak. Will check back in 15. William Tell Lorrie 'it 's sentence to buzz the towboat'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

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

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

Across the store, about 30 feet, was a glass case about 15 feet prospicient that held tongue, field glasses, and early high-pitched dollar sign detail. It was also the checkout counter expanse with register and citation wag machine.

list against the case were our two sisters, naked as jaybirds. Their branch outstretched, they were holding onto the opponent side of the pillow slip. They were holding on because the two blood brother were fucking them from behind for all they were deserving. They were facing us, but cypher saw us as they were in several throe of passion.

I was concerned that this may not be volunteer on our young lady part.

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

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

'' NO it 's fine ! '' `` Stop dada ! '' `` We asked them to ! '' and stuff like that.

The boys froze, and started to withdraw.

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

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

'' okeh ... I 'm going to the jeep. Hurry it up, boys. Come on Erin. ``

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

I found an area out back of the computer memory that seemed to have fairly soft basis. I said to Erin, `` get over me. I 've got to dig a grave for Virgil. And call the ranch. It 'll be another minute or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

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

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

We both laughed.

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

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

'' Disappointed ? How ? You 're awe-inspiring ! We 'd all be dead without you ! You 're everything ... everything I want in a father. And, the piece of ass is nice. Very nice. Oh shit give me the Crovel ! Now ! ``

Tired, I tossed it to her. Erin went over to a Zombie kid. Maybe 10-12 years old. She raised the power 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 pop it ! '' she cried out. `` It 's just a kid ! '' She easily kept it at bay.

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

I had to kill him. He 's not a human anymore. He died once, he needs to be utter again. I got up out of the cakehole 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 trap. Furious at the fucked up world, I dug very hard.

'' Sorry, dada. ``

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

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

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

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... Daddy ... I do n't desire you to be my young man, or husband. I do want to keep piece of ass you. And I love you, I do. But as far as long-term goes, well you 're probably more suited to Gayle. Maybe I 'll line up someone to settle down with. Like the Dizzy sisters have. ``

I finished covering up Virgil. `` Come here, baby little girl. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a footling bit. `` I 'll be your 'Daddy'. I 'll be daddy with welfare, okay ? ``

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The party
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The victor son were dressed, but looked a little sheepish. The Lyndon Johnson sisters were beaming, their faces a little rose-cheeked. must 've been a pretty good time on the knife case, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out loud and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

'' ... and we 've got shoes, air-sleeve, and clothing for every one. And, Daddy man, we got you this awesome hat ! Try it on ! ``

It was kind of a flat 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 price ? Ok shoes we 've got ... yep ... hey ... Are we short a twain pairs ? Who 's not getting shoes. ``

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

holy place shit ! So that was the price ? Well I do n't know if it 's okay or not. I had to remember fast.

'' feeling, we are n't trading the great unwashed for stuff. We 'll be fine without -- ''

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

Things move quickly in the New World.

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

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

That seemed to sit okay with masses. We were packing the Jeep with the habiliment, when Henry Morgan noticed the agglomerate of fresh turd. He stopped and stared at it, tears welling up in his eyes.

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

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

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


- - -

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

But the Johnson sisters made it very elucidate ; these boys were off-limits. And they seemed potty with the sis, so that was good. Then the daughter discovered their new apparel, and the shriek was nearly intolerable. Shoes that fit ! pants that fit ! underclothing !

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

'' Only during the bad hebdomad, '' she said. `` Rest of the prison term, I like to go commando. Speaking of which, who said you could go shooting sperms inside me ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' Ha, yeah. Well I 'm not certain I 'm too mellow on her listing right now. She 's not so proud of with some of
the uh, whaddya call it, 'fornication'going on around here. ``

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

'' Yeah, sure, have it away to fuck you any where you want it ! ``

We heard someone coming down the manse 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 remainder and gunk. Got ta hold on them clean so they will always influence for us. ``

'' Can you exhibit me ? I want to begin doing this kind of stuff with you guys ! I 've shot before. And I 'm feeling all considerably. '' Lorrie gave me her sweetest smiling she had, which was a ass nice one that could very well send a thousand ships to war.

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

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

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

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

'' Well 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 roughneck real fast. How 's your back been doing ? ``

If you recall, she was nearly unconscious when I first found her. She had a sliced up back that started around her pull up stakes cervix 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 good ! face ! ``

And she pulled up her shirt, and took it off and handed it to me. She quickly covered her tit with her deal and turned around to prove me her spinal column. But mostly all I could see was the face of her mamilla, even from behind her. They were that big. I threw her shirt over my shoulder.

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

Fucking great is how you 're doing.

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

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

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

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

She turned around and hugged me, gently. But her boob 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 scummy hip. Her denude hips. Savior Christ her skin is so flaccid and tender ...

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

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

'' I do n't cogitate you 're a kid ... '' With a dead body like that ? She 's all woman, all the time. `` But, you need to take it slowly with that back. I do n't need any stitches to follow out. '' I could n't think of anything else to say. I mean, people are likely to come back at any moment. Yes, I fucked some of the other miss, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' branch up. ``

She raised her arms, her boob 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 limb, psyche, then over her tits until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

'' You know, '' she started. `` Mom likes you. and she 's really good in bed. She 's an expert. And I 've seen oodles of porn. Mom 's as good or skilful. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' No, she does. Honest. I 'll be masturbating tonight. thought of that big shaft everyone says you have. Get ready for Payton, it 's her bit tonight. ``

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

Gayle came in to say hi.

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

'' I 'm a little concerned. We have to strengthen their edifice area, it 's not very secure right 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 days I think it would be okay. We need to part taking back the Town anyway. Would be well to birth a forward basis there. We 've got receiving set. We could addict them up with a set of solar jury. It could work. ``

We had a gracious dinner of gripe stroganoff, from my supply of dehydrated food. Canned peaches for dessert. Also had lots of vodka and fruit juice.

Erin found the tablet, touched the blind a few times, and the next thing you know, Rihanna is blasting from the verbaliser. It 's a company !

The boys shoved the table to one side, and we had a dance flooring. Rihanna 's metre were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a dancer or anything, but I do have rhythm. So I was able to make I had some movement. It did n't matter much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the chorus :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly sound !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't care I like the smell of it !
Sticks and gemstone may break my bones
But mountain range and whip excite me ! ``

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

Then Erin put on an oldie, `` Push it '' by Strategic Arms Limitation Talks'N Pepa.

With all the `` Ooh sister, baby '' poesy, it was getting disturbed. Erin jumped up on the table and took off her jersey and sway her happy niggling titty for everyone to see ! The son were dancing with their miss, but it was kind of a free-for-all. We were n't really partnered up, just mashing all togther. And there was lots of bumping and grinding, and 'getting all up'on me, the male child, and the girls on each former in some unplayful dirty dancing.

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

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

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

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

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

3 ezed were at the wall of the house. Somebody had n't locked the gate.

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

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

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

Gayle gave me a sad facial expression as Payton just form of sidled up to me. Lorrie looked a picayune put out, also.

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the bath and bedrooms. I was the last to use a restroom. Got myself a cascade, finally. Got to think back to hold the water floor tomorrow in the warehousing cisterns, I reminded myself.

When I opened the doorway to my little computer room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was desolate naked, sitting on the air mattress with her backrest up against the pillows and the wall. Her justly hand was lazily playing with her shaved pussy while her left over bridge player toyed with a nipple.

'' Hey, '' she said. `` promise you do n't mind ... there 's nowhere else to sleep. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I settled into the berth chairwoman. `` simply peach a little. Tell me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? express me. ``

She spread her pussy back talk for me. `` Here. ``

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to puzzle out me hard ... and put your glossa on my button ... and bite it a little ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her finger slipped inside her pussy as she talked.

'' And I want your putz. I want you to ... um ... fuck me. '' She slipped in two digit. `` I want you to be intimate me serious. Fuck me hard. ass me a lot. Fuck me heavy. 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 fingers out of her cunt and daintily put one in her oral fissure. Her lips enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it plum of her juices. She did that to the other two.

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

'' Yes baby, separate me more. ``

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

'' I want you to fuck me ... please you have to have sex 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 Christ that fornicatress ! '' she cried. But she was excited.

'' I fucked her from behind. ``

'' fuck yes ! ``

'' I fucked her while she shot the snake god. ``

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

'' I came in her puss ! ``

'' Oh my blinking 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 sort of Rockette or something. This allowed her fuller access to her cunt and she furiously banged herself. It was taking everything I had not to get involved, but I loved watching her.

'' God, you 're beautiful, '' I said. Hey, she looked bang-up. She was n't the prettiest of the lot by a long shot. But who the piece of ass cares. She was awesome.

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

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

'' Jesus that was genuine ? ``

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

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

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

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

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was cool to sleep with mortal almost as big as me. But her firm legs were care jelly as I pounded her pussy into submission.

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

At one point, the door opened and Erin stuck her headspring in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'sign with my digit to my sassing. She nodded and sat on the trading floor. Pulling her little travail pants aside, she rubbed her kitty-cat as she watched me make out Payton.

She, Payton, had no idea anybody else was in there as she was in the throes of go. 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 eyes. I squeezed her tits as I lay on her, the teat hard as fucking rocks. Then I reached around and grabbed her ass nerve, pulling her tightly and going deeper into her puss. I easily slipped a fingerbreadth up her ass. She responded by kissing me hard.

I risked a glimpse to the side of meat ; Erin was in full masturbation manner as her mitt peacenik in and out of her pussy.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I was about at the end of my rope. I reached down and pulled on her teat as Payton squeezed her tits. Pulled on the fuckers pretty hard. Payton yelped as my cum shaft into her mouthpiece and on her chin. She moaned more as Erin 's lingua made her cum. I shot some more cum onto her face, then pulled back and dropped some loading on her big delicate 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 boldness, lips and neck. She then drooled it into Payton 's oral fissure, 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 woman 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 nipple for a second. `` Oh my God ! ! papa ! '' She greedily re-attacked Payton 's tits.

Payton roused out of her daze to observe Erin.

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

I was taking mental bank note. Erin had a way ... between her kissing and caressing and suckling, she was driving Payton crazy.

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

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

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

- - -

The next morning we had powdered orchis, freeze-dried ham, and flapcake. All good manners of Momma Gayle, with some helper from Lorrie, of course of study. That shit is not bad, pretty tasty, even. Considering the circumstances. The IHOP was, after all, run by Zach and Zed and Zena, at this point.

So this day, we hooked up the snow plow to the Unimog. Too many dead consistence in the street, you know. We scored oodles of plywood at the ironware store to stop the Master 's entrepot. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the east end of briny street. It already had some followers. The cool thing about the Mog is its tallness. No matter what the Z do, they ca n't give out in. They ca n't bring out the trash. They ca n't climb into the cab. So we Parked it in the middle of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for serious long chain of mountains and stopping power. Also had an AR, and the inhibit 22. The thought was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would bring more Zachs, and they would sustain shot. Lorrie would get some real on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Sir Henry Morgan, and Sir Thomas Wyatt went down to a slope street at the unit other end of the small-scale town. We pulled up to the last house. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boy had pitchforks. We also had pistols, all of us. The idea, though, was to go quiet and check into the houses.

The first one was a piece of cake. Tapped on the threshold, all quiet. The house was unlocked, nobody inside. We checked for medicinal drug and food, found a pretty good cache of butt. Some good food in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No practice of medicine. No weapons. Some old dame clothes, that 's about it. We stacked the cans on the porch for later pickup.

sec theatre, 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 dyad zachs here and there amble along in their direction.

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

Found a little food, a .38 revolving door with 9 shells, some 42-year old Playboys, and some dirty clothes. But we took everything we could find. Candles, aluminum foil, baggies, toilet paper, matches, dog food.

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

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

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

'' It 's us ! Morgan and Sir Thomas Wyatt Masters. From the storage ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We went through 30 more star sign, but no other livelihood folks. Lots of absolutely consistency, though ; human and automaton. Did feel a decent 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in various quality with a few boxes of shield for each.

Suddenly, the radio crackled to life.

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

We piled into the landrover and shot back towards main street. We got some more info from Erin ; they had moved the motortruck to try and get a beneficial emplacement to shoot from.

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

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

We pulled up side by side to the Unimog, running over a twosome Zachs. It was now more in the center of township. It was supposed to be away from the buildings.

'' She 's up on the irregular floor. rushing ! ``

We broke into the down in the mouth floor of the real estate office staff. I killed two zeds with my Crovel. I could hear more than of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` Look out below '' and threw a yoke more zeds 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 base was slippery from all the ichor and gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed heads. I worked my way into what seemed a bedroom, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a wall, holding back two zombies with just her rifle barrel. watchword and screaming, she was going to lose the engagement in the following few endorsement as the merge free weight of the two big man zombies was probably 400 pounds.

I hacked at a nearby zombie, then leapt on to the bed. I hacked with all my might on the zed closest to Lorrie, burying my Crovel so toilsome I could n't get it back out from Zach 's body. I yanked out my United States Marine Corps Ka-Bar and buried it into the skull of the second zed. I pulled Lorrie out from under both of them as they began falling. Clutching me for dear lifetime, 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 utmost 4 Day ? And somebody go get my Crovel ! ``

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

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

I sat down and held my brain in my manpower. Jesus I almost fucked up again ! We need more than education before we can do this kind of thing !

Erin came over to me. `` Michael ... pappa ... I 'm regretful. I should n't cause -- ''

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

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

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

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

I think it was in that bit where I realized how much I cared for these people. I looked at Gayle and Lorrie. Gayle was whispering softly to Lorrie, who seemed really little 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 happen to these people.

automaton moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

I talked with the local boys after dinner. I wanted to line up out what commercial enterprise were in town or nearby. Gas Stations, stores, welding shops, sporting commodity stores, locomotive engine repair store, 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 time of day, we did Sir Thomas More P90 training, except for Lorrie. fountainhead, she did a modified adaptation. She is n't all that flexible yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any happiness right then.

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

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a problematic face screen and you could talk with them. They were much loose than motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still wear goggles with them. We found all variety of stamp pad and protective equipment for the stage and arms, also. The object was to progress to ourselves voiceless to bite.

binding at the ranch, we all put on our gear for actual live grooming. First, everyone got used to hitting me on the oral sex with broom handle. Did n't even arrive at me through my helmet, but everyone got fortune of licks in.

At the Lawnmower repair shop, we got lots of lawnmower brand. We trimmed up one end to fit the gal smaller hands, then wrapped it in paracord to make a squeamish hold. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like finish. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some yard rakes, the yobbo kind, not grass rakes. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the middle ones facing forward. I thought this would occur in handy.

Then we had one-v-one training, with hold out 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 pair off them up with a like-sized person, if it was your twist you got what you got.

Being generally shorter, except for Payton, the female child were having a tough prison term with a one-shot kill ; Zed 's arms were too long. The lady friend learned to whoop off an arm or two first, then go for the kill. Or kick them in the articulatio genus so Zed fell down. Then it was an easy kill shot.

Then they tried it with the blood. very much better ! severe vacillation to the knees, down they went. Then they were easy pickins for a rake-shot to the drumhead. So that became our primary tactic ; rake 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 like them much. Good.

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

- - -

Reports from the out-of-door man were disheartening. Entire cities like New House of York had fallen into arrant shambles. The internet was pretty confine. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Silicon valley guys always had great security.

The HAM radio account were awful. Mostly just lonely calls from people in worry. We could n't go serve them, nonentity was around us. After a patch we quit turning it on.

- - -

Next first light, after our P90 exercise, Gayle and Lorrie went to form breakfast while I studied the web. Then, girls and cat all sat me down at the table.

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

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

And they brought out all kinds of good clobber. Including hostess Donettes ! And Hostess Cherry PIE !

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

Erin laughed. `` recall the round K shop ? I swiped some goody for you then. '' She hugged me hard and I hugged her back. She cried a small, then everyone else gave me a little present. They were mostly from the hardware store in township, but it was awesome. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting wind sock, a mobile canteen, some early odds and conclusion. Some Drakkar Noir from Gayle and Lorrie.

'' Where 'd you get this ? '' I chuckled. I did n't bang they still made this. It was variety 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 ripe wellness. Although I may not assume the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a respectable nose, did n't want to fall in him any extra hints.

'' As for you guys ... Well I 'm so proud of you. You could have fallen apart, but you did n't. This muddle is ... well it just sucks. But we 're gon na pee it wagerer ! right ? ``

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

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

- - -

As we entered the house, 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 clean number 1, for once.
I was just getting some black pedigree off my arms when the threshold opened. I was please ! We were so concenter lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a while. As long as it was n't one of the Guy, I would be felicitous with whoever it was.

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

'' scouring your spinal column, mister ? '' she asked sweetly.

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

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

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

'' They all seem to be really busy outside, sharpening, reloading, digging golf hole for the Zekes. Do n't interest, it 's still daylight, they 'll be alright. ``

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

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

Something very ardent and heavy squished into my spinal column as she reached around me for the goop and that scrubby, flossy affair that you wash with. It could only be her tits. Jesus Christ, they covered a lot of rattling estate, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my back, slowly but firmly pushing. My stopcock was lengthening a piddling with anticipation.

She washed my sleeve as they hung by my side.

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

Then she reached around and washed my chest, first with the scrubby and then with her bare handwriting. She spent a lot of clip on my teat. Why do men have nipples ? I do n't know, but I was gladiola I did. That felt wonderful.

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

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

I was disappointed as her workforce 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 stunted affair, washing my asshole and taint. I hung my drumhead down, letting the hot water cascade down my back.

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

And with that, she dropped the scrubby and massaged my butthole. She leaned into me again with her tits and organic structure. She reached around with her former hand and gently traced her fingers along my impossibly surd beam of light. But that finger on my ass ... it went inside ...

'' You like this, pappa ? ``

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

'' No lover. Just one. Up to the first off knuckle. So about one in or less ... '' Well it felt like Reb The Wad himself was back there. Jesus Christ. I 'll be a piddling more thrifty with girls in the future when fucking their asses.

Gayle gave my cock a honest hug then suddenly let go. She slid down on her knee joint, and began to kiss my ass brass. She pulled them apart, then stuck her tongue in the blue of station. I could n't believe it.

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

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

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

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

'' holy place fuck. I mean. Yes ! Of form ! Just admiring the sentiment ! ``

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

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

My left hand massaged a tit as my right helping hand 's fingers slipped up inside her. Jesus she was so wet inside. Her clay nipple 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 eubstance sanction ? ``

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

'' Well, you 've got all these teenagers to do it, and they 're so much ... compressed than me ... ''

I spread her ass impertinence and buried my face between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussy, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my tongue up her ass and up her cunt, she seemed to like that. I kind of settled in with my ovolo in her tail and centre my lips and clapper on her pussy. Her tangy flavour covered my face as I tried to tunnel into her cunt. Again, I was glad I had stocked up so many razors, not a hair in sight.

'' Good Shepherd ... Michael ! '' Gayle moaned.

I squeezed the shit out of both her ass brass as I continued eating her out. Tight little skinny young lady are swell. No incertitude. But a woman with curve, that 's the one for me !

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

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

I moaned into her cunt, sending palpitation up her twat. I felt her compression begin.

'' roll in the hay ! I 'm cumming cumming oh fuck I 'm cumming oh fuck oh screw ! ``

I swallowed down her creamy juice that flowed down her pussy 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 dick. With the waters till beating down on us, she kissed me hard, and she licked up her own juices off my human face. She rose up slightly and settled back down, my cock sinking further up her twat.

I fondled her lusciously expectant tits, and then clamped my mouth down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit toilsome, drawing as much as I could into my mouth.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I could n't hold it. I came.

As always, that first dead reckoning felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my vein. Each subsequent spirt felt unbelievable, too. Gayle felt my red-hot shots enter her pussy as I pumped Thomas More and Thomas More sperm into her.

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

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

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

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

We soaped up and actually washed ourselves and finished the shower. We dried ourselves and Gayle sat at the little chair to fix her face. She looked so cute, stage crossed, breast hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a untested boy watching mommy get ready. My cock felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, honey ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

'' Oooo ... does that feel adept daughter ? Mmmmm ... yes it does ... wretched affair ... mmmmm ... that mean old man was slapping you poor fille ... oh but this feels sooo gooood. ``

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

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

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

... except for her daughter ...


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Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch perfective tense'and sang along with all the a Gallinago songs, the girls were all variety of silly and a bit foreign. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat following to me during the film, with her daughter Lorrie on my former side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would happen. But I did n't deliver 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 prepare to be 'claimed'by her. Not just yet anyway.

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

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

'' I just came to tattle, '' she said. She had a feeding bottle of my prized Justin pinot noir and a couple eyeglasses. We sat down, me in my drift chairperson and her in the alloy folding chair.

We talked about a lot of things, but mostly about our site and what my program were for the future. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of work. What we really needed was a way to name a zombie unfreeze area so that we could then begin farming operations. Plus we now had lots of new mouths from townspeople that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the hoi polloi we met were nice, but generally a bit older. Still, some of them had farming scope. But other than the Master 's sons, we had n't found anyone near the girls ages.

'' That 's really bothering me, Michael. I want ... I want a future for my girl. ``

'' wellspring I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got kind of defensive. `` I think we 've got a real shot at making something -- ''

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

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

'' Yeah. Just what I want for Lorrie ! But no. I had person else in my mind. ``

My idea 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 guys to choose from, I 'd desire you. You just ... you do what has to be done, you work hard, you 're good at keeping everyone alive ... plus you 're amazing at sex. ``

'' Gayle ... I do n't know what to say exactly. Lorrie 's wonderful, I love her like I love all of you, but ... '' I tailed off.

'' But what ? ``

'' But ... how does she finger about this ? ``

'' She 's head over heals in love with you. Most of the girls are attracted to you, but she 's actually in love. ``

She 's in erotic love with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two primary issues here. Number One is, you, Gayle. And phone number Two, I 'm not sure I 'm ready to settle down down just yet. I mean, I will at some head, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to keep our radical going. I do n't know if I have time for a unfeigned relationship. It 's umm ... it 's pretty well-heeled right now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the door. ``

Gayle rolled her eyes.

'' Hey, sorry, that 's just how it is. I 'm not ready to be monogamous with anyone right now. And If I was, well, I 'm not sure I would pick Lorrie at this point. ``

Gayle kind of made a disappointed face.

'' No, I mean null bad about Lorrie. But I do n't bonk 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 great sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't mean you had to marry Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. proceed it in thinker. ``

'' So if she comes a-knocking at my threshold some night ... you 're ... what ? ``

'' I 'm fine with that ! Just .... be sluttish on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a virgin. ``

I thought about our gun-cleaning session a week ago. Lorrie seemed pretty quick to undress.

'' You sure about that ? '' I asked.

'' Yes, she would 've told me. ``

'' So, if you want me for her, what was up with the shower today ? That does n't seem to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the residue of her wine. `` I 'm not perfect. I had this visual sensation of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't vocalise beneficial at all, does it ? I mean, I at least want you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds variety of dolt now that I say it out meretricious. ``

I drank the rest period of my Pinot grape and poured us both some more.

Have I mentioned how gorgeous Gayle is ? My dad was a horn dog in his day, even as an older man. He like the full-figured gallon like Marilyn, Mamie, Rita, etc., but his favorite was the Italian babe, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a fair resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly thing like kill a bunch of living dead with your bare clenched fist and add up back for your reward. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go tone her up. Sophia, I mean. Check out some of the untried pictures of her, when her hair is pretty straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's mamilla are with child. 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 deal on her impertinence. `` Even if I fell in passion with your daughter, and wanted to pass the rest of my life with her ... how could I possibly only make love to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full lips. Her hand came up to me, she ran her finger's breadth through my hair.

Our lips pressed a little firmer together and our sweet kiss turned a fiddling hotter as I moved into her a little Sir Thomas More. I broke the kiss, only to get a slightly dissimilar Angle and get down 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 backrest against the wall. With both my hands gently holding her human face, I kissed her with passion and tenderness like I 'd never felt before.
Gayle had slipped her hands underneath my t-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my back. Then she continued to kiss me as she pulled me closer to her.

'' Savior, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an apothecaries' ounce of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being overnice. ``

She slipped my tee shirt over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` Stand over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a baby ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk light, in just my faded jeans with a bulging crotch.

'' turn around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a little for her.

'' dessert Jesus, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, cipher 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your view, Gayle. ``

'' Pick up those weight unit, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a mates 30 hammering dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few coil for her, some standing press, I turned my backrest to her and did some lateral flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her good hired man gently rubbing her allow for breast, and her left forefinger in between her front tooth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of cool to know I turn on a chick. 38 yr old. Semi-ripped. Still have my hair, all of it. I guess I 'm not the unsound guy they could run into in a zombie apocalypse.

I went and stood in forepart of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my arms, like I was going to carry her over a threshold. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one Virgo the Virgin in my whole lifespan. It did n't go so well. caboodle of botheration. Crying. 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 need me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the right Christian Bible ? Deflower your daughter ? ``

'' I ca n't suppose of anyone I 'd rather have do it, '' she said, twirling her fingers through my hair.
I kissed her her on the lips for a few moments.

'' You want me to, do it your daughter ? '' Long ... candy kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to take to suck her bosom for a real long time. '' candy kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to solve her pussy. '' kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will go down on my cock. '' Kiss with some lingua ...

'' She will be good, I promise. ``

'' How do you know ? ``

'' I 've made her praxis. On bananas and Cucumis sativus. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No bastard ? ``

'' No shit. I told her it was an important skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing position, but we kept close and kissed more. I undid the belt on her robe, sliding my mitt between her fluent peel and the robe. I cupped her ass face and pulled her to me, she could find my erection now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to cover up or anything.

'' Not always so prissy. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my denim as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down adjacent to each former, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just have a go at it tits. All tits. There 's just something about them that drives me nuts. Yeah, big surprise. But Thomas More than most guys, I love them. I love to thrash, and nibble, and twirl my glossa around them. And they all feel so different. Some are tauten, some are really squishy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as much as I could. Some nipple bites here and there, Gayle just had her chief back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too much time on the titmouse, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could go down on them for hour ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Christ no. It 's like the best massage in the world. Only better. I 'm a thousand percent relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How good is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

fountainhead, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her knocker and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's breathing increased, so did my vigor. When she panted a trivial, I grabbed her pussy. With my decoration on her clit, I slipped a finger in between her lips and frigged her nicely. Then a little harder and faster as I bit down on a big mamilla of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' Suck the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left hand tit up to her face and Drew in her own tit to her lip. God I love that.
I rubbed her pussy faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a couple more moment when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few sentence. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic waves washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' time lag, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me rest ... too ... tender ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a good time for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her leg and guided my stopcock to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... Redeemer she was so wet I just slid right in.

'' Michael ... just a import ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fuck .... ''

As my free weight set down on her, our pelvis rubbed, re-igniting her clitoris. Gayle thrash about around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't mould any real discussion, just moans and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say shit but it was too very much effort. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck other guy rope. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to encompass English. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of bozo. '' I sped up my pounding to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy place shtup ! Oh tinker's dam 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 punishing. `` She should n't ... oh Jesus of Nazareth Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it turn over you on ? ``

Without waiting for an resolution, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her chest, sticking my pussy-sopping prick into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your girl watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your mamilla, your ass, oh that 's nice baby yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy snatch ... and not just once but a lot of times. ``

Well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this peak, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on mamma Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a pelter down her throat. Load after payload of hot jet shot into her rima oris. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

heaving, she rose up to catch up with her breath.

Then she called me an asshole and Slapped my human face !

She sat there, all defiant, her eyes gleaming. I was fucking turned on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her face down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her pegleg and shoved my cock back into her cunt. Gayle arched her back as I entered her, and she moaned out loud. I was rather impress 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 bitch ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a good mom. ``

'' You 're a smashing mom ... a Fucking great mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No solvent. I forced my hand under her stomach so I could grab her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrong ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her body is so fast ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to suck turncock ... ''

'' No Michael ... stop it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm certainly. ``

'' turn back it ... please oh tinker's dam oh shit oh cocksucker I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her slit ... man ca n't you almost savour it ? '' I pulled my deal from Gayle 's pussy and rubbed it on her lips, nerve, pushed my finger inside her rima oris so she could sample it all.

'' You want to try her ... '' I began cumming inside her kitty-cat. Her puss walls gripped my cock and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh fuck yes ... fuck yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the second time, filling up her pussy with fiery 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 putz with her tongue and lips, sucking up the combined cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, help oneself yourself to my spermatozoon anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making love to me. This will be the last prison term. I want ... I want Lorrie to bear a chance. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the last-place time, we fucked again in the morning.


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Chapter 10 - The particular date
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The next day was moving day for the Johnson sis. We got the master copy place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and exist. I 'll admit to some jealousy there, those doll were pretty wild fiddling honies !

So we spent most of the day trying to block off the town. We 'd been to every house, killed every zombie inside the homes, sheds, barn, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always more zombies. We figured they were coming from the route, but why ? From where ? Why are they coming here ?

'' We need to funnel them into a putting to death zone, '' Erin was saying. My fiendish slight killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a tight place where we are protected, but we can kill them with sticks or spears or something. ``

'' ace ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up something and then fall down. So the pin kills most of them. Or at least breaks their legs or rachis. That would bring through, ammo, right ? ``

The daughter kind of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ladder and jump ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me think. '' I had it. So unproblematic, it just might work.

'' magnificent ! Lorrie, it 's bright. We get some shipping containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a rectangular tube. We tilt them up at, like a ten or twenty degree slant. We 'll need lots of them. stack them on top of each other or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 metrical foot high and they walk out the end of the end container right into lean air. They smash on the ground -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a hard landing place ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the area with fencing or More cargo ships containers ... ''

'' And when the sphere 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 great fuck idea. Except, we did n't consume any shipping containers. Or a way to move them. Or a Harold Hart Crane to stack them.

Eh, minor details.

- - -

We cleaned up more of the Town. Not too many living sept, but it 's in effect to rid of the lurkers. Zed likes to creep around and wrench up in the most bizarre station, so it 's goodness to have him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as zealous a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her guns, Lorrie really wanted it done up close and personal. She wanted to look into their utter middle as they died again.

We had cleared out a department of houses, then we went back to them to arrest for salvageable stuff. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this Nice old house, checking things out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not sure what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't think there will be any Sir Thomas More. I do n't get it on ... ''

'' Whaddya mean you do n't know ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a little steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I say her that her mom wants US to hook up ?

'' Well, you guys are not bad together, it would be nice to feature a real pop ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my genuine daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never mind, it 's very well. It 's ticket ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nobody can shut you down faster than a teen !

We looked through the house some more. It 's kind of sad, looking through a dead person 's life.
Usually, we just look for safe where we might find guns, trunks for ammo, kitchens for solid food etc. But this house was dissimilar. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this household. I mean really. I could dwell in this house if it were n't for the damn snake god. ``

'' Wyatt said it was once the city manager 's house. The townsfolk built it a long time ago for the then current city manager to live in. But later, it got bought by some rich people ... The Ithiel Town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your size, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couple outfits. `` She had some discernment. Where in this town would she get into this stuff ? This is like, New York City, 20 years ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some moan from the street.

'' Duty calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' prompt me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, mister ! '' She waggled her big blade at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the Hardware store for lunch, now re-named lord and President Johnson, in honor of the coming nuptials between the captain boys and the Johnson sisters. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a minute ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two blocks back to that nice house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a couple matter from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quickie ! Am I old news already ? ``

'' You 're never old news, my niggling darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's fine, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a black frock, fitted, with some sick cuts. variety of like that Demi Moore garb from 20 year ago. And I grabbed a pair of dainty heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's okay ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a geek. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a decent necklace, too. `` You 'll need these, too. ``

We stashed everything in the Jeep. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' Stop smiling, Daddy, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your architectural plan, Daddy-man ? You going to take her to dinner ? Not many eating house open right now ... ''

'' wellspring, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' eccentric. Ok, I 'll think of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

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We spent the rest of the day getting the Lyndon Baines Johnson sister and the Masters Brothers situated. I let them have two solar gore and a deep oscillation battery so they could have lights and charge up battery. We got them some food and piss, too.

Eventually, the rest of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the landrover. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting exhibitor and having a cocktail or two as we played some music videos on the TV. It was kind of aplomb. At one peak, Erin dragged a sheaf into my computer room that included the dress and horseshoe. She winked at me, then flashed her titty and said `` Do n't forget about me, papa ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her pussy through her camo drawers a small bit.

'' Ooooh pa ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the cascade ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can taste it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the bulwark, short beef. counterpane em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underclothing. I undid her pants and yanked them down to expose her ass. I could see her cunt lips, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous little boob with my go forth hand and with my right, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, Daddy ... yes ... touch me ... ''

While squeezing her tit arduous, I gently rubbed her kitty-cat lips, feeling her moisture already, my hand spread them apart. I pinched her pap toilsome and held on to it tightly, and slipped my digit up to her clit. I massaged her cunt like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' Quiet baby ... stay unruffled ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just dada. Just dada feeling up his niggling girl ... His bad little female child ... and her wet cunt ... dad likes her wet cunt ... yes ... he will bat it again soon ... yes Daddy likes her cunt ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, Daddy, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, Daddy ... but do n't stop ... roll in the hay me anywhere I do n't care, Daddy ... even If you marry Lorrie, just bonk me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her puss harder, squishing around in all her twat drippings. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a estimable fille ... you like me squeezing your nipple ? ``

'' Yes Daddy ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the sentence. We shower together, and I pee on her titmouse in the shower. You should see us pop ... you should pee on her teat, too ... oh god ! diddley shit shit shit ! I 'm cumming dad cumming so good oh shit oh shit ! ``

Erin soaked my hand with her juices. I slipped my sop middle finger right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in movement of me, to soak up my fully raging peter. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet hand. She licked it clean of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might need this later, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her pants, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the waiting area a few second later, nobody seemed to notice. I took my shower.

I came from my exhibitor and met Erin again, who handed me a decent cold Coors Light.

'' fountainhead thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boys and girls for dinner. You know, assist them out with their first meal and material. ``

Nice programme, Erin ! What a good girl she is ...

'' wellspring, who 's going ? I 'm kind of pulse, but I do n't recognize if I like the idea of us separating, especially at night. ``

Sojourner Truth was, Zach had been pretty calm lately, we seemed to deliver killed about of them in town.
But I had to make it wait 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 salutary ! '' She winked at me.

'' Well maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to stick with her. We need you up here to hang. ``

I thought about it for a few moments, hoping to pee it wait good. `` Well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over plans and rules. I was n't too bear on, but I did n't desire anything stupid to occur. And you can always count on Zach to make things stupid.

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We all said so long to each early as the mathematical group went to consume to visit the professional and Dr. Johnson Hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a little head ache. cypher sober. I 'm going to rest in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to make water us some dinner, I 'll send you in a plate ? ``

'' Sounds dear, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few arcminute later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked great in her khaki shorts and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, Whitney Moore Young Jr. lady ? '' I made an exaggerate bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her best fake southerly accent mark. `` 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 Texas so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` fountainhead darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a little something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too kind, sir ! I would just be enthral ! I mean, after all, what kind of dinner party kit is one with blood on it ? ``

We walked to my way, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on earth did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not important. What is of import is that dinner is in one hour, and I do n't want to see hide nor hair of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shoo away her out of the way. I had thing to do !

Within the next hour, I whipped up some freeze dried beef stroganoff, canned edible corn, and honest-to-god Bisquick Biscuits ! Then I perked myself up a little, shaved, put on my near shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty good, if I must say so.

In precisely one minute, Lorrie made her entryway. And what an entrance !

The dress, blacken. The design, bare shoulder, with about one-inch straps that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's ample cleavage. Tight around her stomach, flowing over her pelvis, and ending just above her human knee. Her bare wooden leg stretched down to her satin black stiletto 3 inch hound. Her robust brownish hair tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally wavy way. Just a little composition to highlight her centre and some lip semblance to realise her lips shiny.

I could n't talk. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a bend a few metrical foot away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I look okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her manpower clasped and her middle shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. commodity God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so coin ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a short wave at that point. `` in effect night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' fountainhead, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me flustered ! `` How about I escort you to the waiting room where we can induce a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern punctuate again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the sound age for alcoholic beverage is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a peace ship's 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 grey necklace around her neck, my hands lingering on her sonant cutis. She put in the matching earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't think that this was ever possible again ! I feel like royalty or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her lovesome waistline as she snuggled close. I made us some greyness Goose auger over ice. It 's a uncomplicated beverage, just vodka and rosiness 's lime succus, but it 's honest and to the point.

We sipped our drinks, told each other funny lilliputian storey, talked about old sentence. The thing was, she had a way of making me seem interesting. But it was n't forced, she seemed excited about what I had to say. She was either very good at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a plate of food back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a chilled chardonnay. I find White River wine to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me stories of near-misses with boys ; tons of fellow but most were scared of her or too dullard to know what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your course of instruction ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some interesting prospect, for sure. And one professor who already promised me an'A'if I would catch some Z's over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this horseshit came down ... '' She waved her paw at the offensive outside world.

'' What about you, why is there no Missus around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had hassle remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the right-hand one, I guess. ``

'' And what bout now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any female job right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your best-loved ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to respond that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A gentleman does n't kiss and say. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her vox trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an answer. But I was having a hard meter concentrating with all her tit flesh and cleavage thrust through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest girl here. Prettiest girl anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some drill I could be as estimable as her in bed, I 'm sure ! I 've watched plenty of video, and, ohmygod I should shut up ! I 'm so embarrassed ! ``

I stood up and held out my hand to her. Grabbing the remote control, I clicked on some soft euphony, this old 70s mathematical group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my hands to her shank as hers clasped around my cervix. We swayed gently for a few instant, and I pulled her closer to me.

Her body melted into mine, her massive breast pressed into mine. Her hair's-breadth smelled delicious, some flushed shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a picayune rank as we 're working hard killing zed. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled same heaven.

My shaft began to pinch. And to fill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a irregular baby. '' I had to get to in and adjust my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable position. `` All unspoilt now. ``

'' You get, hard that fast ? I 'm sorry, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get firmly very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our renal pelvis contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hand down her back, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my life, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my cheek and lingered for a moment. I turned slightly and met her lips with mine. Oh god, she was so sonant and warm. She opened her oral cavity slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each early. My justly hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a duet of my fingers.

After a few mo, our lips parted. But I pressed my forehead to hers, maintaining a very intimate stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me firmly, her mouth working me over. Her hot tongue licked my upper lip, then darted inside my oral fissure. I tried to wrestle her tongue with mine as our passion increased. I grabbed both her ass nerve broad on and grinded my cock into her. She responded with a trivial pant, and then proceeded to wet-nurse 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 piece of the story. I was taking creative composition in schooltime when all of this went down and, so, I think the story needs my touch. So yes, I was completely in puppy love with Michael at this point. I was also a virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a penis inside me. I had had other things, like Mom 's purple vibrator, her shabu dildo, a Cucumis sativus, and some other motley, um, 'items'inside me. But not a real penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in love with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this full point and I was just past tense 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Christ 's sake. In those older daytime, I think he was alike make to collect Social security system ! ( I 'm indisputable he will be spanking me at about this detail when he reads this. )

Well, 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 luxuriously standards. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the line, I think I was about 13 or 14, I watched a movie with Mom. It was called 'Tombstone .'Maybe you 've seen it. It 's the story of James Wyatt Earp and his brothers. It starred Kurt Russel as Wyatt, and had raft of other cool citizenry in it. But the reason I 'm telling you this, is because this is the first clock time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to indite his name and draw in flowers around it. I used to write my name and his public figure together, and I would write 'Lorrie Elliott'and satiate pages with warmheartedness and flowers ! So you do n't know him ? He was Virgil Earp. Tall, slightly graying hair, and THAT VOICE ! trench baritone, Texas accent, and his character was just a fucking MAN about everything. He was also in Ghost Rider ( my second favorite pic, behind Tombstone ) as the guy in the burying ground who tells Nicholas Cage what 's going on with everything. He did a bunch of TV commercial, including Ram motortruck for the last few old age right up to the Zombie Crash.

I do n't know where he is now, but I 'm sure he 's in Texas doing just fine. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega crush on some old movie actor.

Fast forward boulder clay now. We girls were on the run from the zombies, and we were losing people left and correct. You ca n't even imagine the terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained much about 'the crash'of civilization in this story. ) He was all set up there in his dugout drinking frigidness beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were near death at every gradation. 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 fear in everyone 's eyes as we tried to find a house to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this planetary house, and then passing out. I have coup d'oeil of things from then on, but I 'm not for sure if they are my actual remembering or false 1 since I 've heard the story so many times.

What I do remember is waking up and not knowing what the fuck was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty a good deal lying in a flood of what smelled like pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a strange room I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to occupy me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our life at the very last possible moment before we were all eaten alive. He had taken us to a stop up shoes that had food, piddle, electricity, moving picture, guns, Zea mays everta, and he was n't an SOB ! He patched me up and preserve me from dying of infection.

I met him for the commencement time a little while posterior that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the night before getting me some medical specialty, and he was now training the girls in shooting attainment so they could all vote out zombies.

So here 's the vista : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a TEXAS stress ! Not genuine unattackable, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got jeans on and some kind of USA jumper on, and military-looking kicking. His air, his behaviour, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can differentiate you that ! His handsome face appeared distressed about something, and yet he was perfect bouquet and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a finger around my ear, pushing my hair off my face and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the next couple of days, while I 'm recovering, stories start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the girlfriend, and he 's got a big fucking putz. So let 's recap. Big tool, better-looking guy, tall, Lone-Star State accent, has his tinker's damn together, kills zombies without batting an eye, saves demoiselle in dangerous distraint, wish musical comedy and retro rock, is apparently good at pleasing the madam, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 unspoiled things to one not-so-great affair. Fortunately, I 've had a life story long love affair with my senior Sam, so that one thing is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally head over bounder, prime time in love with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was convince him that I was so much better than the 8 hot baby already here, not to note 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 require to look at me at times. Now, I do n't want to seem like all stuck up and take a shit, but I 'm jolly tinker's damn cute. I was thinking it was maybe my boobs. bozo are so uncanny. They seem to like boobs, but if you 've got over-sized one like I do, they just make fun of you or get all stunned or, I do n't know what. I know there 's guys who think that 'more than a handful is a wasteland', and then there 's guy cable who just have it away massive mammilla. How do I experience this while remaining a Virgin ? simple-minded ! 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 detail of their solely time together. I knew she was infatuated ( her word, not mine ) but she also knew it was just kind of a pass ; Michael did n't seem to require to get too attached at this point. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guy, I would n't just conciliate 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 life with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. recently at night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could hear mom giving herself an orgasm. Squishy sounds in a small room, can only be one affair, ya know ? Sometimes she would whisper his name. Then she 'd descend asleep. Of path, that got me very horny so then I 'd have to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingers in my cunt and spread my climax around my stiff nipples. Then, I lick them strip. I think it 's very sexy. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a little twisting. After I swallow down my juices, I like to just hug my knocker to my face, like soft warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my nipples more, but usually they just comfort me. Most dark I drift off to sleep that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'aid was to turn a world-champion zombie slayer. And so when my back healed I worked very hard and listened to everything he said and I got fucking good at it ! Erin is a better shooter than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the best of all the fille. My tools are, a Gerber mini-machete and a foresighted mountain lion pole. On the pole, we worked up a stiletto heel with kind of a `` Tee '' on it. The movement is, I use the pole to try and knock down the Zed, then hack his fucking brainiac with the panga. If he 's really big and I ca n't knock him down, the rod at least proceed his arm off me while I hack them before I get to his unintelligent head.

I used to be kind of like a girly-girl, not very acrobatic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy headache outside my little Mexican valium of ally. In suddenly, I was a narrow-minded taunting. But hey, we can all modify !

Now, I feel au naturel if I do n't have my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel spooky if I do n't also have my rod and my AR strapped on or within arm 's reach. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't mind saying it. I was just starting to figure the world, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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OK I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to write about my first sexual experience with another mortal, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's right, it 's his report and I 'm only a guest author. Still, I just stood up and farted in his general charge, just to teach him a lesson.

So where were we ... Ah yes ! The dance ! I did n't go to my prom because Chris got the flu, so I always felt bad about missing that. And missing the after-prom activeness ! But Chris was too shy and did n't recognise what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Jesus Christ you the great unwashed need to quiet down.

So, Michael made us a light but wonderful dinner. Obviously, he did n't require us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the crapulence, for sure. He was so kind, and sweet, and staring into my oculus, when he asked me to dance I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our bodies touched. He traced the scar on my spinal column from my neck down to my lower back. It was sexy, not gross, and it just reminded me that this heroic meter man saved my aliveness on several occasions now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could experience little inspiration in my kitty during dinner, but honest lord I was on ardour when we started dancing ! His substantial sleeve wrapped around me, his manly scent enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me tight, 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 leg. Something hard. I 'm sure it was his cock, but I thought it was in the middle between his legs, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a second, babe. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his hand down his own pants. `` All dependable now. ``

I was n't sure what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of porno, the shaft were usually just hard ; I did n't know how long it took to go from soft to hard. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This sentence, I could feel all of his severeness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that hard. holy place shit ! My nipples were arduous, I can tell you that, and my pussy seemed to be on fire, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The uneasy, mis-proportioned lady friend ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his cheek, then he turned and he met me with his mouth. Our tongue danced and time seemed to stand still. Next matter I know both his bridge player are on my ass cheeks, and he 's pressing his hard rooster into my tummy. I moved a little sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a unwashed jade. But I did n't wish, it felt so GOOD !

We kissed for several minute of arc, lost in each others lips. His deal felt so good on my butt, squeezing hard, almost too severely but it not quite. My hired hand eventually drifted down his sides, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare skin for the low fourth dimension. He did n't have an ounce of fat on him. I ran my hands up the battlefront of his chest, feeling the contours of his severe tum and then the swell of his gruelling pectoral muscle. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice breast, Mr. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, small lady ! '' he responded. `` I do n't retrieve you translate how good you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his weapon system like I was just a piece of paper ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' hold, '' he said in surprise. `` You do n't even know what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' Well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, sorry stunner. 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 mouth. But this was n't the clip for subtlety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the landrover can wait until tomorrow. '' He started towards his way, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too timeworn 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 igniter, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a naked man before ? In person, I mean ? ``

I shook my head, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my header, yes.

'' Okay, stay there, I 'll disrobe for you. ``

He unbuttoned his prospicient sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare breast. I could scarcely respire. He threw the shirt on the floor. Kicked off his place, then pulled his wind sock off.

'' Last chance ! '' he said as he stood there with his hands on the fly of his jeans. `` You can still back out ! ``

In a slightly quivering representative, I answered. `` I might just kill you where you stand if you stop now. ``

He laughed, but I think he saw I was n't kidding.

Turning his backrest towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his pants, slowly, slowly exposing the tornado of his butt cheeks. His ass was complete. As he removed the pants completely, I marveled at how the muscles in his legs and butt flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his arms outstretched a little and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the face was a three-foot monster cock.

well, I was a Virgo, commend ? It seemed like it was three feet long. He told me later it 's about 8 inches. All I know is that it was far bountiful than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to death of this affair, and wanting to devour it with my mouth 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 scent for a few second, inviolable, musky. My hands on his thigh, I knew from the porno what I was supposed to do, but doing it for material is a different story. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's prissy. ``

I began to make out with his stopcock, and my right hand came over to fascinate it. Jesus ! The skin is so soft, but underneath is so hard ! How is this possible ? And the skin moves around on the outside a short, fascinating ...

Gathering up my braveness, I opened my mouth and covered his whole tip with my lips. goodness god, my mouth was overt almost as lots as it could, and I only had about an in inside ! How do those girls deep throat like in the motion picture ? But it felt so cool, so good, and then I had a salty discernment in my mouth. I pulled back and I could see this juice ooze from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lube. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can taste it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some women seem to hate the taste of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer love it, though. I hoped I would wish it.

After a twosome hour, Michael helped me punt up to standing.

'' Baby, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this dress ? ``

He turned me around and undid the niggling clutches in the back. After stepping out of my dress, he slid my underclothes off. The instant of accuracy was coming, he was going to see my oversized boobs in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy dirt ! '' 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 woman I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me heavy again.

After a few consequence, I broke the buss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to start oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm sure there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a sequence of events. And I want to do them all at some stop. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't believe I was all incoherent. Usually they ca n't keep out me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to buss more than ? Just enjoin me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just skip all the foreplay and get to the fucking ? I 'm really make now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively disperse spread out. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weight unit on his munition. I could sense his hammer bumping around down there, I opened my legs as across-the-board as I could. He reached down to position his putz, and suddenly it was there at my entrance. He rubbed it up and down my slit a few multiplication, coating his rooster with my juices. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` Fuck me. ``

His cock inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never have imagined. He pressed his hard cock further into me, pulling it back out a lilliputian and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was nothing like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me further than I thought possible. I could n't breathe for a moment.

'' That, my love, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a mo, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should have done more of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His natural language circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some pressure, ahh that 's better, gave me a minuscule ventilation room.

'' Bring your pap up, '' he told me. He was resting on his hands so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my sides, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my face, my tit pointing right at him. He bent his heading down and kissed my leftfield mammilla, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning bolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my teat to my snatch. His tender oral cavity engulfed my hard teat and he sucked it inside his sass. 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 other, he tongued both of them frantically, first one and then the other. My kitty felt like it was on ardour ! Suddenly, the slight ache down there was gone, replaced by a quick, sensational feeling.

Michael pulled his cock almost of the way out. I was about to protest when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Deliverer Christ, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my titmouse so I could grab his ass and pluck him into me. God it felt so fucking good. I 've masturbated a few thousand clock time but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his unanimous weight on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in complete control of me, I could n't prompt anything except my hip, up and down to meet his strokes. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his dick 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 pharyngeal, primal randomness. My cunt was stretched to it 's limits, but I did n't desire him to stop, no flaming way. At some point he reached for and found my allow tit. He molested it with his hand so a great deal that I cried out.

'' Sorry baby ! '' he panted.

'' wrench on it harder goddamit ! '' I cried.

He pressed harder into my tit and pulled and yanked on it, then he brought it up to our faces so we could both see my nipple. Looking into my eyes, he encircled my set mamilla, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it finger better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my nipple, then drew it in my rima oris and gently sucked it. I do this all the time, but I always thought it was a little Wyrd to take up on your own body parting. I did n't think anyone else would think it was ok.

He told me to hold onto that one while he brought my early tit up. I sucked on my left while he sucked on my rightfield. His ass had slowed, but he was doing these long, muscular fortuity now, slamming into my body. Into my muliebrity. Into my fiery cunt.

'' switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded tits, kissing in between.

'' Hold them, child ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his paw and started REALLY fucking me tight and knockout. I pinched and squeezed my teat and tits as best I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the plaza as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his speed, I felt that marvelous sentience developing in my pussy. My orgasm, it 's nearby. It 's on it 's way, it 's building up.

'' Michael, '' I panted. `` I 'm going to, I 'm going to cum soon. ``

From then on it was a bit of a blur. Michael told me later I just panted the parole 'Fuck'about a thousand sentence, with the casual '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 consistency. As my puss trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this long, stretched out orgasm that I had never even dreamed of before. I could n't take a breather, I could n't utter, I could n't move, I was just a bunch of raw pleasure spunk reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful cock. Waves of cum muscle spasm involuntarily wracked my body. I remember hearing a woman groaning and moaning, only to realize it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both hands and lifted my puss up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his middle finger right up my SOB. It felt fantastic. From watching erotica, anal sex always looked interest, but also very scary and something I could never picture myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't look all that far-fetched.

With a vociferation of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this fantastic hot feeling in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His stopcock trembled many metre, and I clenched hard justly 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 fighter, my backup man papa, had fucked me and cum in my cunt. I was glad beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his skin covered in a Light fret. His iron pecker seemed to have shrunk a little, or else I was so stretched, I could n't separate. He kissed me a niggling, stroked my face with his digit, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' Baby, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to roll off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs 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 place shit I ca n't trust it ... ''

'' It was practiced, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was wild for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Jesus ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm Guy out. ``

Oh yeah, respectable idea. He probably should n't birth cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a torrent of blanched cum poured out of me onto him, covering his rooster, balls, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! Good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't worry, I 'll houseclean it up. ``

With only a piddling hesitation, I licked up the initiatory gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't like it ? The first taste was okay, salty, thick, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also taste pussy juice, how fucking cool is that ! Our juices were combine together ! And, it was fine. In fact, it was good. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his Milk River sweetheart, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard putz, he showed me how to grip it at the derriere and pushing towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal underground. Mmmmm, more cum rightfulness from the tap. When I got to his balls, he warned me to be easy. Balls are so Weird, so sensitive, and ... ugly ... but in a cool way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the hair and gave me a trivial tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to have been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both thirsty, and even a minuscule 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 buttons just to prevent it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his 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 abruptly for her and did n't traverse up a great deal on top, either. Her face looked a small rosy-cheeked, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a instant ! '' she said as she grabbed some cookies from a package. She glanced at Michael, who stood there unadulterated naked with a gleaming half-hard cock, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that little tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few days ago, had kind of given him up so that I could be with him. The entirely living stud within who knows how many miles, and who can fuck like a champion, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her intemperate. I cried a slight, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was wondrous. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you give us a couple minutes ? I 'll bring back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass body of work as he walked.

'' dear ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. Tears of joy and felicity, but she did n't cognize that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't bear to give him up, for me. I mean, he 's grand ! I could never do that, not in a million years ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh dearest, I just wanted you to ingest a shot at some happiness. With matter the way they are, who knows what 's going to take place today, tomorrow, succeeding calendar week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're glad, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hair's-breadth, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so flaccid and Mommy-like, it was nice to hold on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my flaming God yes. You would n't believe how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would believe how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a little bit about sexy affair and Michael, and then I asked her something that was bothering me.

'' So Mom. Uh. Anal sex. I um, I want to do it. Tonight. I want to give him everything. But, how do you, um, get ready ? I mean we do n't induce any Astroglide like you use at home ... ''

'' What do you mean ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a petty slut ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty salutary spank.

'' Well, the Sojourner Truth is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' Well, dearie. I 'm a piffling older, and when women get older they do n't always lube as much as they used to. I 'm for certain, for you, that your twat juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got decent slit juice ! ``

'' Just pussy juice ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no doctors, you know. '' The the true was, I really wanted to get butt fucked but I was scared to decease of Michael 's big cock in there. But I knew some of the other girlfriend took him, so I had to be at least as unspoiled as they were at it.
'' fountainhead you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for Shangri-la 's sakes. tend up against the sideboard. Goddamn kids these days I swear to God, ca n't visualize anything out. Go on, spread your stage, yes like that. ``

Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.

'' Mom ! '' I gasped.

She easily slipped two fingers inside me as far as they would go, then she feel fucked me for about 30 minute or so. I could feel my rousing building, and I could finger my juice starting to course again.

'' See ? So you get your fingers as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her fingers and then scratch my shit, depositing my juices on it. She repeated that again, only this fourth dimension she pressed a single finger inside my ass a footling bit.

'' O.K. so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow up. I mean, He has to go slow. '' Mom slipped her digit completely inside me, in my butt. It felt marvelous. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass impertinence. `` He should also use some spit, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spit onto my asshole. Her finger continued to hump my butt end as her other hired hand rubbed my slit. Then she pulled her finger out my butt, but instantly I could sense TWO digit pressing against my backdoor. Oh shit !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan word of mouth had just entered me, when in fact two finger's breadth were n't even half as long or half as wide as Michael 's putz. I do n't know how this is going to act upon. I 'll never be able to fit his cock back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my head, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to thumb fuck both of my holes as if aught was out of the ordinary.

'' fountainhead, in her unceasing quest to please you, this trivial lady wants to prepare herself for an anal fucking from you. Knowing how big your rooster is, I figured I better get her quick, somewhat, at least. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my tit as it hung down. His previously limpish cock was now at full attention again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I serve with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to tell her that a tongue is good to help out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his head to one side and sentiment for a moment. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much more experience getting butt-fucked than I do. Show me how it should be done. ``

With sham disgust, Mom withdrew her fingers from my ass and proceeded to bend down and flora her boldness between my brass. I jumped just a bit as her hot lingua probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand geezerhood did I remember 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, sustain going. you 're doing great. Lick Lorrie 's cocksucker like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could feel twat juice running down my leg. `` guy wire ! '' I said. `` I ca n't remain firm here like this much yearner. ``

We moved to Michael 's bedroom.

'' I think, '' Michael was saying as he took off my/his shirt. `` We should lay her on her back, that way her kitty-cat succus will just fall into her butt. Gayle, you work her pussy and I 'll mold on these teat. We will get you juicy, do n't vex, child. ``

True to his Good Book, Michael started working very hard on my right tit. squeezing, kneading, mashing, kissing, licking, all kind of at once.

Mom put two fingers back up inside my pussy and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my succus. Her hitch rubbed on my clit. together with the spark coming from my mamilla, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very tender and aristocratic come to 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 tongue. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my twat, my cunt. She thrust three or four fingerbreadth, or maybe her whole manus inside my slit as she licked my lips and clit, now finger fucking me fast and hard.

Michael decided that this was the time he should slap my pap. 'Increases the blood rate of flow', he said. As he gripped my tit where the skin rose from my bureau, the end of my tit and the mammilla were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at first, but each one got a minuscule harder, made a little more noise.

Mom pulled out her hired hand from my cunt, and forced it against my now soaked tush maw. Her digit went in a little, then she pulled them back.

Each time Mom rammed her fingers into my rump, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to lap up my snatch and they both assaulted my tits and ass, I came in about two minutes.

puss juice flowed out of me, I could feel it running out of my snatch and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's ready, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my legs. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvic girdle 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 cock, slobbering all over it.

'' O.K., proceed. '' Mom announced.

His cock head pressed into my ass, and I felt it sort of 'plop'into me as his mushroom head gained entree. I stiffened from the sensation. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' promiscuous please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to take him inside me. He must fuck my ass. All the other girls are doing it. And if they are n't, well too bad. I need to be the one giving him what he needs.

Mom bent down to my case and told me to loosen up, it will be all right. Then she kissed me for a moment on the lips, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my puss and forced her way in so she could lick my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's tongue on my button while Michael slowly fucked my ass little by little. Going deeper. Into the bad place. With my Mom licking my cunt. Are you kidding me ? My mind was spinning in R-2 as sick thoughts went through my promontory. Mom 's licking my twat ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't scare me. In fact I want to. And I want to suck in her tits, and for her to wet-nurse mine, and I want everyone to suck up my tits. And I want 20 guys to stand in a Mexican valium around me and hitch off on me and cover me in cum, and Mom can lick it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT FUCK ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inches inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Jesus Redeemer I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her head bashed a little, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered lips. God, I taste good. I thought. I 'm such a slut, I also thought. Mom reached back down and finger fucked me in meter with Michael 's strokes. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in rut. speaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you cease for a second. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, fuck me doggie flair. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely empty feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a second, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' Baby, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulant for this. Tell you what, I 'll lay down on my binding, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your drumhead 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 clapper inside my pussy lips and on my clit as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be fine. ``

Michael worked his way in between my legs and Mom 's berm and arms, and got ready again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a minute or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's pecker, I just know that I was feeling a petty lonely just sitting here on all quadruplet with aught to do. Suddenly, Mom 's mouth was back on my cunt and Michael 's stopcock was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my shag god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your back ! His cock slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so full, so filled up, so complete. With Mom licking my cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an rapt state. My arms and legs lost restraint, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my cunt hard into Mom 's face. I do n't have intercourse how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My typeface landed right hand in Mom 's bare pussy. Her heady scent wafted in my nose, her juicy back talk covered my cheek. Without any prior chronicle 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 side between her fold, smearing her succus all over my face. I ate my Mom 's pussy with sodding abandon.

Somewhere in the heart of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yelping and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my early cheek even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to arrest ? '' He teased.

I turned to front at him. All sweaty from headway to toe, his muscles gleaming in the luminance, 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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OK, enough is enough. Lorrie, you write like a young lady. Too often of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a twain of professional lesbian. Lorrie 's ass was so tight, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's typeface under there, mostly obscured of course, but you could see a little, well it was fucking awesome. This was better than any daydream I could birth concocted.

I thought the sole matter to create this better was a little ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my little room, and each smack was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to see at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's slit juices, her hair stringy with lather, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to stare into my centre, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her head jerked but she held my gaze, until finally she slumped back down on top of mammy like a rag doll.

I fucked her hard for a few Thomas More strokes, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In irregular, I came too. With a fury, my cock trembled and shook and I emptied my raging sperm deep inside my child girl 's ass. Wave after waving, shot after snapshot, I finally finished cumming after almost a minute. My peter was physically pall, I could feel it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg musculus after running a long way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a prissy surprise.

From her gaping asshole, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting oral fissure. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her mouth closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her back. Then Gayle bent down and, with her hands, opened Lorrie 's backtalk. Gayle slowly opened her own back talk, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her mouth into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum lump for a few minute before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a recollective time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, absolutely spent. My cock lay there like a dead soldier, or more like a complaining soldier. 'No more, let me pillow !'it seemed to say. Hey little buddy, it was Charles Frederick Worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

meter drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their tender dummy against me and draping their legs over parting of me. I mentioned water again, because I never got any the first time. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two crank for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. triplet can be hard sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt feelings. Mix in some Mother/Daughter stuff and nonsense, and I did n't roll in the hay WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three times honey, thanks for asking. I 'm good. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to snog her mom on the lips, dragging a big shag tit right wing in my boldness. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okay. Tired, but a good tired. I ca n't believe what we did, what I did. thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the enceinte night of my life. ``

They both squeezed me tight. We drifted off to slumber, each tired and meet and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio receiver blared. `` Michael ! Help ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my warm sleep with my two infant, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a century zombies at least ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! string up on ! ``

The female child were already moving. `` full gearing, 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, struggle guards, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to main street, weapons hot and cook to go. In spite of the peril, there were a few smirky expression passed back and Forth, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to battle, but the sleep together sure was fun final dark ! ``

I rounded the corner a few hundred yards from hardware storage, where everybody was holed up. Zombies crowded around the front threshold. Yeah, at least a 100. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't want to just shoot them. Then they 'll swarm us. This is like some kind of damn herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our people were trapped, but not in immediate risk. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding strong. Erin had climbed out the window onto the facade roof.

Right by us, adjacent to Mountain immovable, was Jim 's Fix It shop class. I looked in the window and saw a clump of tools and unkept TVs and former shit. And conducting wire. reel of wire. I can do something with this ! The Dynamic Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the store and got the spools. Zed was officious making noise down the street, they did n't try me.

'' Call Erin, tell her to keep it up, continue their attention. ``

I had Gayle get us closer, about 75 yards from the good Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my lastly mag. I 'll just wave at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, sooner would be better ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, engine idle, ready to revolve. I mean, forged came to rack up, we could just drive into a few of them, then labor around Town as they followed us. fan out them out some so we could engage them a few at a clip. But I wanted to try this cable thing first.

I undid some wire and wrapped it around the close street lamp. With plyers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a invertebrate foot off the earth. I crossed the street and tied the conducting wire to a streetlight on that side, also about a foot off the solid ground and as tight as I could crap it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the next streetlight about hundred feet away, and tied another piece of wire across the street about a foot high school. Did that four more times.We checked around, no izzard had snuck up behind us from the briny road. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the jeep 's horn.

Instantly, about half the street girl turned to count at us. spoil 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 go. '' I was pretty scared, actually. If this did n't crop, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't know if we could defy off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The initiatory Zachs got to the wire, Foomp ! Down they went ! The Tripwire was working ! They just kept falling over each other ! Dumbasses ! As they spread out in the confusion, a few went outside the pole and the wire, but then those cat zeroed in on us in the midriff of the street and hit the next wire. Down went those guys !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. Balance and coordination are not his matter. Depending on their condition, it can assume 30 sec, a moment, even more for them to get upright again. Those that did, fell down on the future wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick antic. After a couple minutes, with still a mates wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to meet them. We had our AR-15s slung on our backs, I had my spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her long poker stick.

'' I got the first one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this absolutely guy wire pass. 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 likely. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the pressure reduced on our people in the building ; they staged a murderous breakout and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his suddenly point, making trusted he was re-dead.
wellspring, the smell was fucking dreadful. And now we had 147 perfectly guys in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boys, Wyatt and J. P. Morgan, looked a piffling sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music last nighttime. You know, just having a little party. It was pretty late, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. side by side thing we know a few of these cat started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the dawn ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this break of day, they crashed through the glass door, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a room, all we had was my shooting iron, wireless, and my six magazines. ``

'' What did you use to die out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the furniture, got some thoroughly display panel. Erin shot the showtime few, then we beat the rest down until we could get our weapons. ``

I was kind of pissed at them for getting themselves into trouble. But I was also pretty impressed. They did n't panic, they improvised, they overcame, they fought hard, they killed Zed.

We figured there must have been a herd passing by on the highway. They heard the music and decided to hail take a look. I read about the herds a few Day ago. When Zed has no stimulus, he just form of stands there. Then a bird flies by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of heap. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a purpose. He does n't want to neglect out on the action so he follows him. Zena sees two of her booster charging ahead and says yeah babe, I 'm with ya ! Next affair you know, 147 drained shithead are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't hold back now !

Well the Tripwire worked, got ta do more of that. We got ta get our defenses up. We ca n't just let these guys storming our townsfolk ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the balance of the day cleaning up. The former remaining townsfolk came out to help, too. Picking up dead izzard is hard work. We dragged them all about a stern mile down chief street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the hauling and dragging, tidings got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that mama Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some hurt feelings, too. Some of the girls were thinking I was off the market and were jealous.

We broke for lunch. As we munched down Dennison 's chilli, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a small hurt, after all, Erin helped set this all thing ! Now she seemed a little pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really give birth any rules right now. Except for the sucker principle, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to leave. But, well, normal order has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty disengage right now. I mean, yeah, we have things to do, but we can also do what we want. To some extent, anyway.

'' So, yeah, I love Lorrie. And I love Gayle. And Erin. And Kaitlyn, Payton, Tina, Lizzy, Kristin. I love all of you. Morgan and James Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the love life stage yet. '' They made funny gestures of wiping their brows in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, cool out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

mass seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said former on, I needed to watch my step with these girl, or they may all turn on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to work. `` Nice words. ``

'' Yeah right field, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the girls ? It 's okay. I just want to know. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the real world, you would be my act girl of all meter. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are difficult clip and we ca n't afford to bear everyone pissed at each other right now ... ''

I grabbed a pair of utter understructure, Lorrie grabbed his custody. 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 Sir Thomas More. I am in lovemaking with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to work out an arrangement here. I 'll think about it. ``

okay, I thought, think on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry tree. I 'd go down on your cock right now, except it
probably has zombie gunk on it ! ``

'' Hey baby, I never got to lick you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't want to lose you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an idea for tonight, though, Big Daddy. You might like it. ``

She was right, I did wish it.

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Chapter 14 - group Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my the great unwashed together.

'' Hey guy, upright employment today. Let 's get cleaned up for an former dinner up at the theatre. Then I want to have a strategy academic term, we got ta do something so this does n't happen again. '' We piled into the motortruck and headed up the hill to my shack.

After we all got plum and bright, we had a nice meal of dismiss spaghetti and meatballs, super C attic, and pears. Ok, so it was n't all that gracious. But it filled us up and did n't take long to construct, so that was proficient enough.

'' Ok folks, '' I began. `` We need a bulwark. I propose we start with the gondola in Town. There 's ... what, a pair hundred firm here, and only about 15 invade. Let 's necessitate the railcar from the rest of them, descent them nose to trail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our short vale to the other end. That way, the zombies will probably fall into the ditch, and we can help with that too, and then they wo n't be able to rise the ditch because railcar will be there on the top edge. We 'll leave an initiative, and use a big hand truck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta drainage all fluids from the auto and hold open them in drum. Take out the batteries, lighting wire and stuff and nonsense, anything useful. That should learn several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that trivial welding store down Confederate States, see if that guy is alive and aid him out. We need him. When we went past him last clock time, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big plan is to establish the 'Sanchez Pit of Death'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the recognition, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll postulate to go about 40 statute mile north and see what 's up with the truck quit there before individual else gets to it. Trucks base stuff, hopefully solid food, and god knows what else. motortruck also mean shipping containers. We need those to ramp up ramp for the Sanchez Pit. And we can use vacuous house trailer to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couplet hours, working out the item of the car bulwark. That was the most important affair. We did n't feel like leaving the town without having it be secure so that when we returned the town would not be full phase of the moon of zombie spirit. We also assigned people to specific line. Gayle and Lorrie would spend at to the lowest degree 2 hours a day learning herbal medicament and old-fashioned doctoring. Erin would suit our arsenal technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top shape. Tina and Payton were to get farm specialists so that get along springiness we would be ready. The couples of Masters and Johnsons would influence on fortifying the wall, building watchtowers, and any other strong-arm security matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some beverage. It was good to loosen, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a span more hours, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big announcement we had agreed on.

'' I have a big annunciation ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a Porno on the aliveness room TV ! ``

Most people laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm grave ! I 'm going to my room for 15 minutes for some last hour cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch some cheating movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to join. If you do n't need to, that 's fine, no worries. Maybe just continue in your room, or you guys can go back down into town to your store. Again, no harm, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get set up to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my way, you could hear a pin drop.

I turned on my air box so I would n't try any conversations or bitching or moaning or crying. Then I proceeded to brush my teeth, do some concluding cleaning and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a video was tough. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old school day. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a pair of sweat knickers commando panache, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the film, cypher 's here. Really ? Nobody ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll watch it anyway. I started searching through the server to get the movie up. Just as I got it going, I heard a daughter 's voice shout out from the back :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... MArch ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the cadence. Erin, the Little tiger, is the squad loss 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 devil dog !

Out came the good-for-nothing looking team I ever saw. Also, the sexiest. Erin called out the beat call and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sense in lookin down )
Ai n't no Zombies on the reason ! ( Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! )
Killin automaton all day long ! ( Killin Zombies all day long ! )
Gon na take a shit me big and inviolable ! ( Gon na make me big and strong ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're proper ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Sound off ! ( 1,2 ! )
auditory sensation off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to continue a uncoiled face. This was so cool !

The troop was now arrayed in front of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All soldiery present and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, Sergeant ! Was there, uh, a problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' supplying result sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a nice camouflage baseball hat, and one of my camo shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the front. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her lovely little boobs.

'' wearing apparel that line, police sergeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a decent squeeze on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandanna wrapped around her head word, a nice white push-up bra which accentuated her substantial tits, and combat boots.

'' trouser, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that smell ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' wellspring, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the next daughter, Lorrie, who had on a camouflage T-shirt. That was it. And the T-shirt looked like it was having a hard prison term as it had a few strategic rips in it. Lorrie looked at me and smiled.

'' Soldier ! '' I mock-yelled. `` Are you eye-balling me ? ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' You ca n't do that ! ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' Drop down and throw me twenty ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 suction ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my workout suit, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard rooster completely in her rima oris. She got a few stroking in before it got too big for her. By the time she got to 20, I was at full attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your story ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a pitch-black thong and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a string around her neck, resting comfortably between her delicious boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't have a story ? ``

'' Drop and give me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not genuine imaginative, not a big talker. But she 's a unvoiced worker and she fucks like a race horse. Jesus, I thought. And a good cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the squad called out in unison.

'' Back in line, private ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and Wyatt were handcuffed together. James Wyatt had on pants, which was expert. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' carnival enough. Prisoner Wyatt, drop and give me ... no time lag, hand her 20 ! ``

Wyatt eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's pussy. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to count ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Wyat got up, his lips and chin glistening.

'' nanny ! '' I said to the next someone, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hair. She also had a two-inch broad patch wrapped around her chest of drawers at the nipple billet. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' Step Forward ! '' Nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look healthy, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just have this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my showtime aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' Bend forward ! '' I commanded. `` Stop ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, naked ass, 10 times. Not that laborious, but her cheeks got a piddling pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be greedy, Nurse ! ``

I moved down the line to Kristin and J. P. Morgan. She had a dog collar around her neck, with a chain held by Morgan. Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very minor in her tenacious sleeve Army T-shirt.

'' Let me judge ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' John Pierpont 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. plosive speech sound. bash it off ! '' I yanked on her Sir Ernst Boris Chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a lucky sumbitch, Thomas Hunt Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had makeup on, and was fully dressed in a sexy way ; gracious white blouse, soused melanise skirt, black fishnets, gamey heels. Damn if she was n't the sexy one here. Well, excepting my Lorrie, of track ! She was also the just 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 slattern, Sir ! I want to get fucked ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did nearly everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at informality. flock, '' I began. `` You 've all passed review. leisure time starts in 5 minutes. Those who want to be useful will make me a drink. Sergeant, dismiss the team. ``

'' Squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the assumption at 0800 tomorrow for work detail ! Consume accordingly. Any skulker will be barb ! 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 glad I took those 15 min earlier to strip up, had myself all nice and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV remote control when Lorrie came up with a twain of drinks.

'' Gimlet ? '' she asked.

'' My darling, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat next to me. Sort of. She was more like sitting on me. Her business firm tits pressed into my arm and dresser. I took about 4 gulps of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with drunkenness and everyone mingled for a few minutes. Nobody really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's musical theme, and we were n't coming through. I downed the remainder of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to business ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the couch, then I slid down onto the storey. Spreading her legs, I began to work and kiss my way up her knees, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and mommy Gayle sat on the put future to Lorrie. It was kind of funny. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these girls. Many had lost their families, had seen death close up, were n't sure about the future, all that. So Gayle spent many a night hugging one of the girlfriend as we watched a appearance on the tube.

So, this was n't any different, except now mamma Gayle was completely naked and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at ma 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thighs as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my prize. Lorrie 's hands naturally went to her pap, she massaged them lazily through her tee shirt. I could smell happy little aroma stirring in nominal head of me.

Suddenly, my back was covered in fondness, Kaitlyn laid her soft boobs on my back. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my cock and balls. Oh god, that 's overnice. Always nice to have someone lightly stroke your rock-hard rooster. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my brim across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my glossa caressed her clean-shaven outer areas. God I was in heaven, and I wanted this to be good for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my hands, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to entrance her eye. But they were closed in ecstasy. I felt her heat on my tongue as I continued to explore her exterior. As I passed over her orifice, the heat intensified. I pressed my lingua down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot charwoman lava covered my lingua in fantastic flavors.

I swallowed some of her succus down, mmm nirvana. 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 titty ! My go away hand went up to squash them while I licked my thumb and index finger to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her puss and circled around her clit with my tongue as my right hand began to twit her pussy and ass with my finger's breadth. Her juice quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my tongue lightly on her clit, feeling the hard petty nub under me. I sped up a little and added some pressure, varying my route as I tongue lashed her entire puss. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

individual 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 sassing, and she licked and sucked me clean of Lorrie 's accumulated juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's mammilla. I dove back in and glossa fucked her puss. spine and Forth with my rigid spit inside her steam hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a span minutes of that, I slid a finger's breadth up inside her as I worked my back talk up towards her stone hard little clitoris. First, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some good pressure. The I gave it a few glancing licks, drawing moans from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my tongue firmly against her clit.

For the next ... I do n't love how many minute ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clit. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that whole area into my mouth. I struggled to keep open 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 gob, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her hard while continuing to molest her clit. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my brain between her thighs, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bloody execution as her sexual climax ripped through her pussy and spread throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me stop after about a minute.

'' Daddy ! '' she gasped, barely able to breathe. `` I ca n't ... Daddy I ca n't withdraw it anymore ... Daddy ... ''

Haha ! No fucking way. I held on and continued to cream and draw her clit. Lorrie 's sexual climax continued, rising and falling with my upper and insistence, balancing on the sharpness of the falls, and then plummeting over the edge. Only to be on another boundary, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a couple minutes of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attending to any else for the last 15 minutes, I had no idea what was going on. I gathered that people were doing some aphrodisiac things, but they had all stopped in the last 5 minutes due to the amount of money of noise Lorrie made ! They gave me a nice round of applause as I rose from between her legs. I waved to the crowd, tipped my complex quantity hat, then fell into the arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, longsighted and deep, her knife totally engaged with mine. I felt good to remain a little, my jaw was a bit tired !

I sat back on the couch and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my fixed turncock in both script and began stroking me. Her blondish hair blocked my view, but I could find her hot sassing square up onto my rooster as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on lorry lovely, rigid nipples. These babies were huge right field now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a problem ! Tina impaled her pie-eyed cunt with my rooster, at last-place, and finally I had fucked all the women here !

Looking around, ma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her tits while Kaitlyn licked her polish cunt. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the Masters son, while her sister Kristin and Lorrie looked on with grievous lust in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending buttons flying and her pap bouncing. Her perky piddling girls were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my hammer. Her tight cunt clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her longsighted orgasm, I guess a cock in her slit and in her ass felt pretty in force ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's face, surprising everyone with the amount of juice emanating from within.

J. P. Morgan pulled his prick from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' Next ! '' he called out with his and his brother 's hard peter at fully attention.

Kristin shook her headspring. I guess the ass was n't her thing. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The male child positioned her over Wyatt 's cock, and then Lewis Henry Morgan moved up to fuck her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous tits in my face. I sucked them for a couple minute, then got up and mounted her from nates. Her slit accepted my big cock, no questions asked. Not quite as tight as a teenage girl, she still felt mythologic. I gave her a life-threatening nooky, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her face on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean and jerk of all those juice. I rammed my cock back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in XTC from her double-fucking. I do n't know how those Masters boys were holding off and not cumming, but respectable for them !

'' Anyone else ? '' asked Morgan.

Lorrie looked at me shyly, pleadingly.

'' Go get 'em, sweetie ! '' I said.


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Chapter 15. Lorrie 's Story, percentage II
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Morgan laid on his back with his cock standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my bridge player and helped me low-spirited myself onto Lewis Henry Morgan 's pecker. Wyatt stood by with his rooster standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his pal 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No snuggling, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can fuck and lactate, but no smooching. for sure, I 'm down !

someone played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in townsfolk. fingerbreadth probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something immense pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyatt ! I gritted my teeth as he entered my keister. Christ Christ ! No finesse, like Michael, he just forced his way in. Thank god for the lubricant.

'' FU-U-U-CK ! ! ! '' I hollered. I was double-fucked !

I collapsed on top of Daniel Morgan, both he and Wyatt squeezed my tits hard. But Jesus, I was filled up. I pretty very much went limp as they pumped my cunt and ass. I could n't even think about gripping a pecker or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next matter I know, something big and gentle and unvoiced and wet was forcing it 's way into my mouth. I guess Michael could n't stand it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three kettle of fish filled ! I could taste person 's cunt on Michael 's cock. My nous drifted, overwhelmed with sex as cocks tried to get cryptical and deeper into me. My slit was on fire, my ass felt great, and I could barely pass off as Michael 's huge cock fucked my face.

J. P. Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the buddy. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. Girls flocked to the two son as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the floor and forced his way in between my legs, and he shoved his hammer right up all the way inside my snatch. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that harm for a moment. It was like he hit tooshie, I do n't know. His cock was so thick, even though it was only one it felt almost the Saami as having two inside me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My head swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My sexual climax built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to grind my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge pecker swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the terminus ad quem. I begun cumming as I felt his seeded player shoot into me. It felt SO poise having his dick flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My cunt clenched him back as my intimately ever coming swept through me. He ate me out about 15 minutes earlier, that was my good coming. But this one, even better. It just would n't barricade. We continued to osculate as our mutual orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` baby, get off me so I can get these guys out of me ! '' I loved the gustatory perception of his sperm and I wanted some. okeh, and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending fiddling delight ripples through my entire pussy. I held him as close and as hard as I could. I loved him so much.

Getting double fucked was great, but ... it 's nix like this. Basking in the after lambency with your man.

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Early the side by side morning, Michael 's watch started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' fuck me again, baby '' I half-moaned. I checked my pussy, still a bit damp. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my other hand. I got ta get some juices going !

'' Babe, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't have prison term to do you justice -- ''

'' Come on, pappa ! '' piped in Mom. `` Give her a quicky ! ``

Mom grabbed his cock and slobbered all over it for a minute. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my stage, and my pussy throbbed the instant he entered me. My clit was still swollen from go night.

Michael locked his weaponry 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. `` Come here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard cock. His salty cum tasted heavy, flux in with my slit juice. The lot was apparently too often for him, mom and daughter licking his stopcock. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't do all that well. But that was n't the vitrine with Michael.

'' screwing Mom, and return her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's kitty-cat as he went back to his way to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to position this car along the ditch. looking, I 'm not so dear at backing up, ok ? I rolled the stupid person Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this system where some of us moved cars, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during combat training, all design go out the windowpane when the first shooter is fired. Well, the low gear shot, in this example, 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 cars that was owned by a idle person.

It seems that both of these old guy were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. fountainhead they got into a fight about which of these hombre should get her car. See, Michael had said we should retain any 4-wheel drive vehicle, any Priuses or other cross, any vans, and maybe a couplet of fast railroad car if we found any. And we let the living folks keep whatever cars they had. But we needed the residue for the wall.

So Lady Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le Sabre. It had some vast engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to keep it. The arguing 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 drive it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was o.k., 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 ugliest people I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was Thomas More of a glancing reversal and my Lacrosse helmet blocked most of it. I was n't knocked unconscious, but, as they say, I got my `` bell rung ''. Two cat grabbed me, tied up my deal with those pliant zip-tie things, took my gun and tongue, and drag-walked me to their hand truck they had hidden behind some trees. They jammed me between the two of them in the front nates. Redeemer Christ I had a cephalalgia. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't look to have showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My name 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your name, hot stuff ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, greasy fuzz and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking black guy, did n't look as bad, but still pretty dirty and grimy.

'' fucking you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' Well, is n't that nice. Fuck-you, it 's nice to get together you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy dentition and greasy face.

'' Deliverer ! '' I said. `` Do n't you jest at 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 ? rapine me, for sure. Then kill me ? Do n't kill me now, I 'm in love life !

'' FUCK ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about XX minutes up the road, the altogether clip he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the things he 's going to do to me. The number one wood was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed pissed or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this gear, and a pistol, and bullets and stuff on a vest while Tom did n't induce anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the hale 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 River 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 hand truck, right at the crossroads. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trent is about the motortruck. ``

'' Shut up slave ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the dig, not you ! ``

muteness for a moment.

'' I 'll let you watch '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me loose or I 'll hang over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her loose, slaveboy, and watch her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me idle, and I stood there for a moment. I could see Robbie had a knockout on from rubbing my tits and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my instruction. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my hair and posed a little, letting my hanker haircloth fly in the snap. 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 drawers, pulled them down and exposed my naked pussy to this fucking whoreson. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squat, and ... naught, at first. Finally, I closed my oculus and tried to slacken, and then I let it fly. The real trick was not to get it on my pants. Robbie stood spellbound. whoreson. He undid his fly and began stroking his hard little cock. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't mention the size of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't locomote ! Do n't make me snap you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't burgeon forth her, you 're not supposed to even touch her or Trent River will kill you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the early hand. Damn side arm travelling bag on the AR, they let you fritter away one handed if you want.

'' Pull up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and bourgeon his load onto my breast and bra.

'' Alright, come on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my trouser up. My jersey soaked in respective places through from his objectionable cum. They got another zip-tie and gormandize me back in the truck.

We drove through a Town a lot boastful than our slight one. We stopped after a couple bit near a gigantic cartoon strip mall that had a Walmart in it. A large literary pirate flag flew from the top. The big store had century of necros around it.

'' Home, sweet home ! '' announced Robbie.

'' Come on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bonds and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the roof of the funnies mall. From there we walked a couple hundred thou 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 automaton trying to get in down below. These guys were just hanging out. And staring at me, but nobody said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` Back off ! ``

We climbed down some stairs at the back, down to the storeroom of the Walmart. They led me through to the main floor, some luminance filtered down from the skylights but the lights were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, honest-to-god, perched up on these presentation cases, sitting in an slow chair like he was a king on a toilet. A defenseless cleaning woman kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy ramification. A mates bozo stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift whole step. Tom followed some distance behind.

'' Well, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a circle around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some amercement slice of ass, not this poop you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the young woman who had been at his side. She whimpered and bowed her heading low.

What an asshole, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty Cy Young thing ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trent glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your figure, honey ? '' he asked me again.

'' shtup you ! '' It was all I could think of to say.

'' Ah, rebelliousness ! How nice. Well I 'm sure we can beat that out of you. Or make love it out of you. Lots of men here ... they 'd all like a fling at you. await a second, what 's this ? '' Big Trent had lifted my hair and saw a heavy 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 head at Robbie.

Big Trent got very quiet. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, frozen in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a piffling tap -- ''

'' A little tap ? '' Big Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And look at these nipple ! They look real. Are they ? ``

Big Trent squeezed my breast for a few minute. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the fuck ? '' he asked in daze. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his manpower in horror.

I told him. `` Genius over there jacked off on me and shot his stinky cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big River Trent looked to Tom for check. Tom nodded his head 'yes .'

Big River Trent slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me touch ... you let me put my hands on YOUR FUCKING JIZZ ? ``

'' No BT it 's not like that ! You see she was -- ''

I did n't see it because I turned away, but Robbie dropped like a sack of tater, his head twisted at a weird angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. drag his ass to the logic gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, start talking. Where your from. What 's your setup, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to call back of something to say. I came up vacuous. `` I do n't have much to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to pour down you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My pa. He will stamp out you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trent thought about that for a few second. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, recount me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up cars, like a wall. Down in Larchmont. That 's that tiny town a few Admiralty mile south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a twosome men, lots of miss. They had a yoke accelerator pedal ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're clean. Very clean. They got their shit together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to peeress wear, get her something else to wear thin. And get some wipe and clean house off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to utter to me, very soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to come with him. We passed a guy walking towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy brass, gemmed eyes.

As we got to the peeress section, Tom relaxed his clench and looked around.

'' Look, '' he whispered. `` I 'm sorry. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, grab a shirt. They 'll kill my family unit if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your knife back. I took it from that dunderhead when we fed him to the deaders. hide out it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. hold til it 's dark and matter 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 labor variety of thing. They make us shoot down the deaders at the front, but just with rakes and shovels. Still, if your man comes, we can serve out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my pop IS coming. When he does, stay out of his way. I 'll try to sustain you safe. ``

Tom looked at me like I was wild. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in action mechanism. He 's all chill and stuff, until the shit gets going. Then he turns into this major hard-core killer. It 's almost scary, but it 's also totally sexy. And he 's going to preserve 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 make love, maybe like an hour ?. He wanted to have it off the layout of our spot, how many mass we had, how much food, how many guns, everything. He threatened, hurt me a little, I held out a long clock time. Finally I gave some bull answers. I told them our stronghold was some of the houses right by the road. I told him we were almost out of food. We had 5 hunt rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each solution, I held out. Trent punched my belly. Slapped my legs. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy fourth dimension. 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 clayey poppycock is going to come down just about now ! ``

Trento pulled out a vast tongue. It looked as long as my arm. I just about shit myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my face, between my boobs, I trembled.

'' You told me the whole accuracy, right ? '' he asked. `` naught but the truth ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the help, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent River had a wild look in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it wide open. He cut through my bra. My breast flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the guys on the ceiling are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and check it out. '' The release increased above us. Trento felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to throw up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your pappa, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

Thomas More shots sounded, and one of the skylights shattered. good near us.

Suddenly, a trunk flew through the fanlight and crashed about 20 feet away. The head was shot and he was a mess from the fall, but you could tell by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! hoot ! What the Fuck ! Woodrow Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another trunk came through the skylight, Trent and his bozo fired everything they had at the opening. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped mags and put in more and kept shooting at the ceiling near the possibility. Finally, nobody had any full mags left.

This weird scraping noise emanated from the ceiling. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another consistence flew through the opening and crashed down near us. One of River Trent 's cat. He must 've had 20 bullet train in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still alive !

River Trent and his cat were in a terror. They were n't prepare for anything like this. All their magazines were empty, they scurried about looking for more than ammo. They finally found a character and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another body fell through the skylight. Five. Shot to absolute doodly-squat. They shot a few rhythm back towards the pickle and ran out of ammo again. Trent screamed at his guy to get more ammo. Jesus, did n't these dumbasses have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the front door. Several of their guys went to get some of the cans.

Trent pulled out a gigantic pistol, I found out later it was called a 'Desert eagle'. A guy named Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random shots into the roof until River Trent told him to knock it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my boobs hanging out. Trent River came over and put this big ass gun to my head. I, um, piddle right then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent yelled. `` See who these absolutely Guy are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead guy rope. Trento and President Andrew Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to catch plenty of something. I watched Tom roll the stagnant guy around, and saw him pocket a pistol. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` snap in the head, amongst former places ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't form out the former guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in affright. `` How many cat were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulder. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all abruptly. Fuck ! '' Trento pointed the Desert bird of Jove at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... grouse ... call him off ! ``

I made a face at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the forehead. It did n't knock me out, but it hurt like diddly and made my head spin. I could hear Trent but it was like I was subaqueous. I could hear him yelling about covering the hind stairs or something. future thing I know, Robert Woodrow Wilson has a big gaping maw in his head, and Tom is standing there with a vicious feel on his case and a smoking gun in his paw. I guess he scavenged it from one of the utter guys. Tom shot two more bad bozo before Big Trento fired on him. Tom was able to sidestep down an aisle.

Trent could n't trail him because he heard his name being called. By my pop !

'' River Trent ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be protagonist. ``

'' Yeah proper ! '' responded Trent as he ducked behind a plenty of Coors beer cases. `` And how the piece of tail do you know my name ? ``

'' One of your little toadies squealed up on the roof, but do n't worry ! He wo n't ever squeal again. ``

Thomas More shots and shouts came from various parts of the store. The 'slaves'were rising up against their masters ! So cool ! River Trent did n't know what to do, or where to appear, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll shoot your beef ! '' River Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to point the bird of Jove at me.

River Trent 's head exploded. I thought, I did n't know a top dog could just irrupt ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each early, 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 blockhead Trent right in his fucking head word. I scanned for targets and saw this shameful guy also shooting at River Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was variety of hoping that he would n't shoot me since we both shot Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the Saami 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 guys ? ``

'' I do n't know, I think my friends took out the balance up near the strawman, but I ca n't be certain yet. ``

Lorrie looked okay, she had a clod 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 mind adding to the tilt. ``

There was some kerfuffle up front, so I skirted around through the toy and cosmetics to see what was happening. The drive of the ruckus became brighten ; 20 or so people were beating 3 or 4 people to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the bewitch girlfriend ! '' They had rakes and power shovel and started advancing on me. There was stock in their eyes !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the street corner, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's O.K. ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's cool. He just killed about 15 of our asshole warlords. Let 's not kill him just yet. ``

As the place defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some captured rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to nobody in particular.

A bruised up gentleman, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the woman and Kid locked up in the nail salon next door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking piece of shit sentry go, does n't possess much respiration meter left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The town was swarmed early on by zombies. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living people were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Saturday. For a favorable few, the whole mob was shopping at the Lapp metre and survived inviolate. For others, their loved unity were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` Rattlers '' showed up and easily took over the memory board and the group. The rattler acted like saviour on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the first night, however, the Rattlers showed their true vividness ; they enslaved everyone and began their sovereignty of holy terror and rape. This went on for three hebdomad, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the roof. She covered the group with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to glower the barrel, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're all right ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't hear anything for awhile, I was thinking the worst ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the people and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens next ? ``

Just then Tom and his bunch returned, Tom holding tightly to a woman and a humble girl around his neck. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new girl ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the radical. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't listen ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your rattlers on the roof, which allowed me to rise up and into your Walmart here where, with the help of Tom, we do n't have a Rattler problem anymore. ``

I expected the survivors to be a little more happy about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our intent. Rightfully so, I guess. The finish 'saviors'did n't work out so well.

'' well, guys, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These shitheads shot one of my the great unwashed back home. Do you mind if we get some medical supply ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the Pharmacy surgical incision. These bozo still had fully stocked shelves of most everything. Jesus Christ, I thought. Wish I was a little More mercenary in my way of thinking. I would take everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his married woman and lilliputian girl still around his cervix. `` smell, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinarian. Or, I was. I could accept a looking at your person if you wanted ... Maybe we can work out some kind of barter, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be large, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be able to play out some business deal between our group, maybe even immix them together ... for our common benefit. ``

And that 's what we did.

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One twelvemonth Later
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'' Please honey ! '' I begged. `` For the love of God put her down already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you think of ? ``

I walked over and gently took my Darling sister Jessie from her mother 's arm and bosom. Carefully, I set her down in her crib. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a piddling, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly large breasts lay against her venter, her left one still leaking Milk. I pulled her out of the cradle and led her towards our elbow room and the bed. She tried to fence but I held my finger to my lips, telling her to keep quiet and not wake the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the doorway. `` I 'm tired from the eating. ``

'' Do n't worry, this wo n't take foresighted ! '' I ca n't sit in a elbow room with her for very long while she feeds the baby, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My iron cock bashed into her ramification as I grabbed her tits and squeezed them together.

milk gushed from both her nipples like a piddle fountain, except this outpouring had many different flow ! Warm milk sprayed on my brass and dripped off my Chin. I opened my mouth and savored the sweet flavor. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the shucks out of it. I mean, sucked the milk out of it ! Warm milk flowed down my throat, draft after gulp. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the doorway, `` Did the baby poop ? Oh ... '' I did n't even look up. It was my alimentation time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the adjacent affair I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a short. She was trying to get between her girl 's legs. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a fiddling, so as not to lose my travelling bag on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her facial expression into Lorrie 's puss, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I variety of turn a loss course of time when I 'm latched on to mammoth milking tits, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't bonk how long it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the sensations from my milk-sucking and her mom 's scolding took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiet orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` piece of ass Mee-Maw. ``

'' Bullshit 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you little bitch ! '' As punishment for this rupture of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her girl 's puss, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's tits. Truth was, I think I had enough. moldiness 've been eight or ten ounces ! Gayle rose up on her knees but kept her brass buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's pants, struggling to get them off. I 've asked her before to necessitate them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't remember ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old woman, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening pussy lips. I was too wound up for finesse and felt a little selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and rammed my peter in grueling ! Oh yessss ... the only thing that feels good than drinking affectionate tit-milk is sliding my stopcock into a hot and steamy twat ! I looked up at my two hot mamas. fountainhead, technically one mommy and a grandma. But the nanna just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few weeks I can be intimate my married woman, Lorrie. She 's still too supply ship from the delivery.

I 'm sorry to say, but I could only end a minute or so inside Gayle 's sopping wet cunt. My sexual climax was approaching, and there was n't much I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... trouser ... ) need to outride hydrated ! '' I only had about ten seconds to go.

'' Give it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right next to Lorrie 's face. Grabbing my rooster, I stroked it a twin times and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot watercourse of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming mouth. Gayle 's work kicked in correctly then, so Lorrie was cumming as she swallowed down my jizz gleefully, even gratefully, perhaps.

I rolled off to the side of meat, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's nipple. She ground her clit into Lorrie 's erect and milky nipples. Gayle came hard in just under a instant, mixing her cum with Lorrie 's milk. They both looked at me.

'' Oh alright, '' I said, feigning tedium. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and Milk River covered tits in my face. I revelled in the mixed intermixture and my cock recovered from it 's previous state of about 95 % gruelling to completely sway solid state again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio shout interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, make out in Mustang. '' That was our house yell sign.

I struggled over to the handheld. `` Yeah Little Tiger, what 's up. '' Erin wanted something.

'' Just letting you know that chopper flew by again. Looks like he wants to land. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't 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 womanhood down for ten have it off minutes ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' haste up mother fucker. Little Panthera tigris out. ``

Is that any way to mouth to her commanding officer ? I did n't call back so. She will need some form of penalisation tonight. Probably have to tie her pile and make her watch me fuck her lady friend Payton. Yeah, that would knead !

I did want to hurry, though. We had seen a chopper go by a few prison term in the last weeks. They were checking us out. It was the Air effect or the US Army, we could n't tell which but knew it was military.

The girls helped me clothes in my proficient zombie killing kit. We did n't hold uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more pragmatic thing. They finished strapping on my gear and I hauled ass down to the rear of Master 's and Lyndon Baines Johnson Hardware entrepot in the Jeep. They were going to be me in a couple minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 feet away, the doorway gunner covering us. Some troops inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the hood of the Jeep and stepped away from it. I made big pointing apparent motion with my hands, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few C foot. A small bag dropped out of the chopper and landed in a plenty of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio wrapped in dirty socks and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' hullo, '' I called, might as well sound friendly. `` Whatcha guys deprivation. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United States army. Do we give permission to land ? I 'd care to address with whomever is in heraldic bearing. ``

'' If your aim are peaceful, Colonel, then come on down. ``

They sat the bird down in a whirlwind of debris and shut it down. After a few tense moments where we each wondered if we would shoot at each other, I turned slowly to show I was unarmed. Erin and the overlord chum still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my mass had their weapons trained on the US Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and approached me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, Mayor, Commandant, police captain, and begetter of this town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no interest in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your guy rope could arrogate a less aggressive position ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their guns elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' crapulence, sir ? '' I queried. `` A little of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a good idea ! '' I ushered him into the ironware memory board where Morgan quickly set us up with a feeding bottle of Jack and two spyglass. I poured us each a couple finger worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen most of our area from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intention are with us. '' These hombre had the upper hand, for sure enough. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and arms. But I did n't require to just chip in away the keys to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of Fort Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their fair share of zombie hassle, but were fortunate to not devolve into total anarchy. They still had over one-half of their scout troop, about 8,500 folks including family on base.

'' about early installing were n't that prosperous, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent urban center struggle. We 've stayed out of the big metropolis so far, just seems like too big of a job to tackle. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you call your contraption out front man ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Sanchez Death Pit, you mean. Invented by an eighteen twelvemonth old young lady, who happens to be my wife and mother of my child. Anyway, it 's pretty simple, but very effective. You wan na take a look ?. ``

We walked exterior and found the chopper guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. Guys were smiling and laughing, having a well time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your male child forgot to pull security ! ``

He shook his head. `` We 've got about an 8:1 ratio of men to women, so your gal here are a plenty for very, very sore centre ! ``

'' Not going to be a problem, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not tolerate any form of unwillful deportment. That being said, we do have some VERY comfortable fair sex who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain lesson standard. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the paseo. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my second in explosive charge. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walkway to get to the last pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his people moved here from another Town after a shared incident brought us together. We took over a hand truck catch N of here, arranged the merchant vessels containers to act as walls and funnels, and to act as Allium tricoccum for our zombie spirit friends. We 've got a little Bobcat skidsteer car over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Glen Gebhard Pit of Death ! By the way, we claim all copyrights and trademark to that name. ``

The Army guys were stunned by the Death Pit. We were currently in the middle of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a couple K zombilators, at least. We mostly stood guard, somewhat out of visual modality so the zeds would n't get distracted, and fired a shot every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot fall and tried to scramble over the container wall.

'' It 's so simple ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, elegant ! You do n't even take bait, 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 multiplication, and we did n't have plenty hoi polloi or ammo to fight them one by one. We needed a passive voice solvent, and Lorrie Michael Assat came up with it ! I 've seen enough automaton films, although I never expected to be in one. But the people were always making dumb fault. They never had a office they could mesh down and try and take off over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any trouble with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a short baffled. The fire might die down or a bird might distract them. But then we just ring this Vanessa Stephen we got from a church building. '' I pointed to the bell hanging out in the middle of the pit, supported by a 2x4 social organization. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacons, cop visible light, to get their tending again. When it gets slow, we have to block up the ramps so we can clean out the tread bodies. That 's probably the biggest danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's mind was spinning. `` You could, wow, ramp up more ramps, dig a abstruse pit so they always break, rig up lights so they fire in chronological succession to produce illusion of movement up the wild leek ... holy squat, this could really work. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' fountainhead, sir, it does work. But yeah, you could expound it sure, you 've got big equipment, right ? ``

The Colonel ushered us aside and spoke to his men. They all seemed pretty excited. After a couple minutes he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you blackguard shit me a list of what you need ? You 've got a skilful setup here and I want to see you come through. You 're going to need More farmland than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with pure glee. `` fountainhead. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be overnice. Ma two and Barretts, and plenty of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gal of petrol, and tanks to hold it. A few thousand MRE 's would help. What else. Clothes. Soap. Toilet paper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yea fence ! We need fencing material so we can expand our farms. Capricorn the Goat, chickens, cows, and some more families, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' Mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's hunky-dory with you, I 'd like to set up an auxiliary station here. Man it with 50 the great unwashed. Some Humvees. 2 Strykers. Medical trailer and stave. And I 'd like to offer you a military commission as a Major in the Army Reserves. The post will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm honored sir, '' I said, my part hesitation. `` Not sure as shooting I want to be in the regular army, though. I just want to stay on here and leaven my family line. No contempt, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the military reserve. You 'll ride out here and dominate the entire county, maybe even various counties. But you will experience here. With our sustenance. Meanwhile, we will take your Ilich Ramirez Sanchez thought and liberate all of Centennial State, and the country, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their meat cleaver. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as engineer and designer of the new post. Erin fairly leapt at the prospect to see Cpl. Flint around. Poor guy, I thought. He does n't endure a chance !

I went back to the firm and told the ladies and the babe about the conversation. Jessie spit up a little, but I did n't require that as a negative. Gayle, however was a little different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these Army guy wire waltz in here and take over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about shitheads that live off the government tit ? ``

fountainhead, shite, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a good deal.

'' infant, '' I said, trying to vocalise bright. `` We have to connect with others. We have to get rid of these zombies. We need practice of medicine, more food, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my nestling, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able to raise, and become something former than just semi-starving zombie combatant ! We do n't own to go back to the old ways of pure greed and rapacity, but maybe we can constitute a dependable earth this meter. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this shit up. I do n't want to be beholden to the Army, either. But I feel the best way to amend the world is to get involved, be the one on the inside and pathfinder policy and change. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the repose of the world dies completely ... ''

What the fuck did I just say ? I do n't want marvelous, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie fever, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't require you leaving us. show up the Army how to build these Death colliery. But let *them* do it. You stay here, Mister. That 's an order of magnitude. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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Four twenty-four hour period later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'United States Army uniform. Already had a medal on it, too. Red, Edward Douglas White Jr., and blue stripes with a'Z'in the middle of it. I got several circle of camo also, as did everyone in town. But the colonel said I should wear this for my stately initiation and address to the town.

I stepped out into the family elbow room of my adobe castle to see what the ladies thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

Wolf whistling. Catcalls. fist heart. And that was from baby Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' go around Mr, '' 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 ... fifteen minutes ! ``

'' This wo n't take up that long, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my uniform pants and took out my hardening cock. They each began licking their position of it. Lorrie undid her consistent blouse and took her tits out. Staring me down, she lifted her nipple to her back talk and began to suck her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't take long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my friend Queen Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

Comments welcomed !