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

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

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

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 calendar month, although that really was n't my stylus. After my divorce, I played it pretty fast and slack with the ladies. nada too deep, nothing too good, just kept it luminosity. If the lady was in to me, then, expectant ! If she was n't, no headache, there 's more.

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

I squeezed one tit hard as my other arm supported me. Her soft human body felt wonderful in my paw. Just beautifully squishy and yet firm, with very responsive mammilla. I pushed it up to her human face and sucked her tit right next to her typeface. 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 gormandise rooster continued to sleep together her tight pussy.

'' Micheal ... I 'm going to ... ( pant ) ... 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 get-go time. She ended up miscarrying but we were married by then.

'' OK babe, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my cock a couple metre and her pussy responded with death-grip hold as she came. I wanted to cum on her knocker and face. I wanted to coat her stallion consistence with my sperm. I wanted her to know that she was very special to me. I could barely hold my cum.

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

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

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

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her tits and went to block her face with her paw. My cum splashed onto her tits and a couple streams hit her blocking hand full power. Dammit, would 've gone right in her mouth, too. She turned her straits as far to the side as it would go. Still, a few stray cliff and splattering got through and hit her cheek and neck.

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

'' Why did you have to bust up everything ? '' she cried.

Jesus, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The faucet ran for respective transactions as she cleaned up. Hell, I 'm surprised she did n't take a bathing tub or a cascade. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her haircloth, apparently so none of my smutty poppycock would come in contact with her golden curl. Hey, she did experience gorgeous hair, but still, man.

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

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

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also commemorate your prolusion blow job was decrepit at upright, and lasted almost a hour and a half. I was just so excited to have you in my bed that I did n't mind it at the time.

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

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

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

mass should just throw signs around their cervix. `` I suck at blowjobs. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lick kitty. '' It would lay aside us all a lot of trouble in the recollective run.

I was rather frustrated. We had talked of taking side by side calendar week off and going to my mint cabin. Spending a calendar week with her in a cabin, screwing, hiking, fucking, scraggy dipping, boffing this beautiful charwoman. Maybe I could still call in her and --

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

rightfulness. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

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

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

It 's a accommodative venture between myself and three of my high school buddies. One of them, David, had this solid ground above a small town. We decided it would make a cool getaway. So we built a small cabin and took tour using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain amount of money each month for improvements and such. After 15 age, it 's somewhat fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the station looks like a nice southwestern adobe house. It 's rather deceptive, though, as the bulwark are 3 human foot of sword, brick, dirt, and adobe. The windows are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are great for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's kind of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and veil memory board field where we 've got 3 40'containers of food, wear, supplies, weapon system, ammo. Then, in the service department, we 've got a Unimog ( crazy, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater rhino, a two seater Razr, and a few motorcycle. I do n't tantalize the bikes, though ; too uncoordinated.

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

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` information Officer '' of our group. Meaning, I built us a net with planet access to the 'net. I had supererogatory servers and spare constituent to last for years and years. share of my job was to download stuff, information. So I downloaded Youtube videos of how to make diesel fuel, tutorials on farming, clause on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, laughingstock milking, books on making whisky, plus I ripped yard of picture show and stored them, too. We had a pretty dependable encyclopedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And erotica. I downloaded lot of porn. Videos and tarradiddle. guy wire got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all day of reckoning and gloom.

So I went up the Sabbatum after Claire. I got the solar control board out and set them up. Got out the windmills, checked the batteries, checked the fuel point, checked our water supply tankful ... basically made the place livable.

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

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

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

'' zombie spirit 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 dangerous ! Go discipline the site, man ! ``

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

There was ONE Story about a guy eating another guy. I mean, Dahmer did more than that. Then there was some guy in Florida a couple eld ago doing that. That 's not exactly a zombie Apocalypse. I called Jacques Louis David back.

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A Doctor. He said he saw a guy at the infirmary hike up after a bosom attack. He bit like three nurse and hospital attendant. The media passed it off as a craze harum-scarum. ``

'' Alright, stall by. '' I found the word level about that, it was like he said. Nutjob on a rampage.

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

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

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. Zombies. If that 's true, I 'll need more of my throttle. 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 hitman for parts etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's fine, but I want my 1911, my other AR with the fancy scope, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other handgun, and more ammo, and some early poop. And, night as well get as lots 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 rounds for each, and took off for home.

On the way, a write up came on the radio of a different crazed man on a violent disorder who attacked three people at a morgue in Denver. I pushed the Jeep 's gas pedal a small more.

After a grueling trip home, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to sustain going. I packed up clothes, mental picture, trinkets, camera, anything of note value. I have a decent-sized off-road utility trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that stuff. My Jeep I filled with my guns, ammo, early weapon system, my gold and silver medal round, all my tools, and canful of gas. Grabbed my local stash of cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour super Walmart.

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

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's put up fruits. Filled up an total shopping go-cart of dish and pear tree and pineapples. necessitate that out to the trailer and dumped it. Went back and bought another go-cart of send away vegetable. Then I went for the canned pith like stews, tuna, crybaby, spam, chili. select two carts for all that.

More tripper for soups, vegetables, and then the loge of spud dishful and alimentary paste dishes. to a greater extent slip for cooking oil, spices, and more material I do n't even no what. At some level, one of the workers started helping me so matter went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

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

I thought about it for a import, then spoke straight up. `` Might be the zombies, Stan. You should get ready. Get some intellectual nourishment and shit. '' I tipped him a distich of century. He was really helpful.

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

'' Code blue air to Lady wear ! Code blue angel Ladies vesture ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the helper dude, Stan.

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

I paid the clerk. We heard screams coming from close by. Coming from the madam clothing plane section. Two fair sex staggered out from the racks, heavy wounds on their arms. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The deliverance
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I got the pit out of contrivance, err, Phoenix. When the hoot hits the fan, you want to be initiative out or you 'll be stuck in traffic jam forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Sunday break of day so the roads were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily laden Jeep up the 5,500 ft mounting on I-17 to Flagstaff.

Talked to my buddy on the cell, they were all making their way to the cabin with their wife. Claire called, she sounded panicky. She apologized, and could I delight take 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 absorb a tool until it cums.

Called my parents. They did n't think me about anything. Dad did learn that the door was locked. Sigh. I 'd set them up with as much material as I could, but you can only do so much for people. They did n't require to fall over from Lope Felix de Vega Carpio. They do have a shotgun, pee barrel, MREs ... should last them a couple months.

Went up to Flagstaff and turned east on 40, could see some fires burning in the little city. Went 50 some-odd miles outside of Town, then found a face road to blot out and take a rest.

Many time of day later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had lots of excitement, though. Ran over 10-12 zombies. Shot a few More. Saved a few biography, for the sentence being, at least. Lesson for the future, firing your gun INSIDE a car is hazardous to your sense of hearing ! The movies do n't ready you for how loud that can be !

The picayune town just below our chemical compound in the hills seems to be okay. The news is reporting instances of terrorist act on a expectant scale leaf. No mention of automaton, though. Wow. Thanks for the bonny and equilibrise reportage. Do n't desire people to do it what 's really happening. The websites are going crazy though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

Saint David stopped answering his cell telephone set. So did Chris and Steven. Maybe the cells went down due to world power outages ? They are far too smart to get caught up in this Irish bull. I hope. But then, I drove out of only one genuine urban center. They 've got scores of urban center to get through.

I swept the sphere, all realise. Then I started unloading the trailer and Jeep, and got down to the patronage of survival.

Two more Clarence Day went by before the first automaton showed up in townsfolk. At least, that 's what I figured. I could hear the gunfire, and could see cars speeding about the lieu. havoc. I considered going down to help oneself, but, what can one man do ? There were hundred of them. Plus, I did n't really bang 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 landrover wrangler already proved to be a pretty good zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tire, M/T 's with serious knobby tread. It 's the 4-door simulation outfitted with duplicate gas tanks, 5.13 train, offroad lights and whatnot, it 's pretty heavy. And it has a big ass bumper in the figurehead which proved large at knocking over Zed and his Zed friends. But for real selection, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 meter unattackable than the Jeep, has eminent flat coat headway, has four doors and a camper box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type vehicle, then they became available to the public. This one was originally a control and communications truck. We rigged it up as an emergency hand truck with a ladder, medical geared wheel, fire fire extinguisher, gun wheel, everything we could retrieve of.

I put on my camouflage gear. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear mechanism. It has heavy credit card patch that cover the chest and back, forearms, cubitus, upper blazon. I figured it would be harder to get seize with teeth that way. Put on my chest rig which held my 1911 and 6 powder magazine for that. It also held 8 magazine for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my sword toed boots, shin safety, knee launch area, 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 U. S. Army man, nix really matched but what the hell. I do n't take to be camouflaged from Zed, just need to be hard to eat. Grabbed my shotgun, AR, and a suppressed .22 caliber rifle.

Got in the Mog and repel to town.

Much of the town was lull, I turned down onto the deserted main street and kept a face out. In my mirrors I could see a unusual site ; living dead exiting stores and turning to surveil my truck. Was everybody perfectly ?

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

It was serenity. Too hushed for the automaton Apocalypse.

A Zed rounded the recess and shuffled towards me. I mean, I think he was a Zed. Blood covered face and bureau, blank stare ... I grabbed the suppressed .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 fear that strait. The moan seemed to be a `` Hey Zombie friends, there 's meat over here ! '' kind of a thing. I knew more were coming soon. I heard some more automaton moans behind me.

Time to go. I got back in the cab and was ready to turn the key when I heard several female screams from a nearby sign. diddly-shit. That 's also the instruction where the groan came from.

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

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

As the automaton started dropping, the still keep unity ... or ... still undead single, turned and saw me and came my commission. The moan increased, calling their friends.

My first clip emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the second one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the ones on the stairs. I then tried climbing the stairs, but it was full of rakehell and Albert Gore Jr. and really dead zombies. The belly laugh stay on upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could hear some groan up there, though.

Shit ! Some zombie motherfucker grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a sofa. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a pile of dead zee. The female sidesplitter continued upstairs, I figured I could kill this come one later.

I ran back outside, started the Mog and backed her right wing up to the house, destroying the piquet fencing and garden in the operation. But now the top of the keister camping bus box was pretty a lot in line with the porch ceiling, which led to the indorse story window. Climbed up the exhaust hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch coating, and I landed in the upstairs hallway.

The z up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm fastball. The screams continued in a sleeping room. I turned in to see a gal and a woman trying to take for off two zombie spirit with chairs. A bunch of people were backed up in the quoin of the room. They were n't going to last much longer. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a small-scale but intemperate duty compounding tool of crow-bar and shovel. The shovel edges are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw edge and a bottleful opener, so it 's pretty cool. I hooked one Zed with the pry bar end and pulled him off the Danton True Young girl.

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

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

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

I surveyed the position, but there was too much going on. There were respective female person and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive stances. Plus a few that seemed to be down. nobody had any guns, just some garden profligate and part of wood, a baseball game bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed ready to return up. They were also mostly in skirts and heels, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had elbow room for these hoi polloi. My cabin had room as my buddies did n't seem to be coming. It is sort of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

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

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

A Greek chorus of `` fucking yeahs ! '' and other affirmatives followed, until this elderly 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 earlier but was now tending to a girl on the floor.

'' Do you have any checkup supplies ? '' she asked, desperately. `` First aid kit ? solid food ? What ? I 'm creditworthy for these girls. ``

She was stunning. Her medium distance dark hair was a mess. She was cruddy ; parentage and grime on her side, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. form 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 stop up piazza, food, first aid, more guns, you 'll be safe. Safer than here. '' She thought about it for a moment. I held out my hand. `` It 's now or never, sweetheart. ``

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

'' Let 's go, '' the ma'am said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Rock and roll ! '' she said with gusto. She fired a injection down the stairs. Then a duet more.

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

'' Good girl ! Shot placement, do n't blow ammo. Somebody get my helmet ! ``

William Blake, the dude of the cluster, helped me with the downed lady friend. She was bleeding pretty badly from a wound to her backbone, her clothing was in iota. It was hard to head her because we were trying not to partake her cover. The pretty madam was helping too. Turns out this wounded female child was her daughter. We finally got outside, and saw more zombie spirit. 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 star sign. `` What 's that chick 's figure ? The hitman ? We need her out here ! ``

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

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

Erin came outside and let out a `` holy shag '' as she saw the z converging on my truck.

'' startle shooting, sweetie. last out on this slope, though, I 'll get the other English. And you. Yeah you. ``

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. Spot for her. Tell her which ace are snug. Kill the tight single first, then work your way out. Here, hold these two magazines. Do n't befuddle away the empties. ``

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

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

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

Bam Bam ! Another one over here ... Bam ! And here ... Bam ! Bam ! squat missed Bam ! Bam ! Bam ! click ! Oh yeah, only eight circle in my .45. Got ta keep better runway 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 breathing room. I waved down a twosome girls, put them in the backseat of the truck as I started it up. Uh oh. Here comes an ugly fucker ... Bam ! Went to the backbone of the motortruck and cleared that country out. Bam ! Bam !

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

Not as gently as we would take liked, we got the offend girl down and into the camping bus box of the truck. The other female child struggled getting down and got inside. Finally, Erin scampered off the top like a pro. She killed a match Sir Thomas More as they neared us.

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

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead heads and bodies as we went. The truck lurched and heaved side to side as we listened to the sickening phone. Two or three Clarence Day ago, these were moms and pappa, market keeper, barbers, high school shaver ... today they are just drained meat walking. This globe sucks.

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

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

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few More on our way out of townspeople. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her brass glowed. The early three girls in the bet on prat mostly just whimpered and sniff a little.

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Chapter 3 - The comer
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We got up to my compound. Locked the gate as I was sure we would bear some follower. Found out that the damage girl was Lothringen and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our piffling medical room. Yes, we actually have a elbow room for this. Like a lilliputian Doctor of the Church office. She was barely conscious, but I got her to swallow some water and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help notice that, underneath her torn blouse, Lothringen had frightful knocker. Like mother, like girl, I guess.

I told Tina to take the girls in the kitchen, afford up some cans of chilli and start warming them up. say her about the cornbread mix and butter flakes, and that they should all pledge a lot of water.

Back to the injured Lothringen. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the data guy. My buddy David was the Medical Man. He took all the Red Cross grooming and CERT classes and studied the volume and shit. I hate blood. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of other people 's blood, either.

Gayle looked at me as if to say, 'Well, fix her up !'I took a 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 let made the Frankenstein brute flush, they were that bad. But they seemed to withstand the skin together. I slathered her with antibiotic ointment and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't help but mark that no thing how pretty her mother was, this spite girl was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, 18. Jesus, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

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

They were at a funeral home in Denver when one of the dead multitude got up and started biting ethnic music. They lost some of their mass. Gayle was trying to be strong, helping me, trying to re-assure me that my doctoring was all right. I finished the last bandage.

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

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

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

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

Gayle began to issue forth back to normal. `` I, I do n't get laid how to thank you ... I do n't even screw your epithet ! Oh I 'm such an ass ! ``

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

'' Gayle Sanchez. wellspring, thank you, Michael. You 've saved my lifetime and my girl 's ... May I give you a osculate ? ``

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

Our lips met in a gentle, chaste osculation. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a second at the most. But we stayed there for several second ... then I squeezed her a little tighter and our candy kiss became a little more passionate. She squeezed me back as our lips pressed harder against each other. I became extremely conscious of her breasts pressing into me, and my hammer started to tighten. Her breathing increased, along with mine, our mouths opened a bit, and for sure enough, our tongue met at the Saame time. She was dirty, smelled a little, and her fuzz was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My putz roared to full care as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her shank. My mitt slid down to her skirt, I could sense the bare pelt of her back.

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

We broke the kiss.

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

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

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

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

'' No steady, it 's just your emotions are running high gear right now. It 's very well -- ''

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

I needed another mo or two to tranquilize down. I mean, wow, what a candy kiss ! She was so pretty, though. I thought of my history with reasonably charwoman who ended up being selfish, and tried to get Gayle out of my mind.

When I finally came out, I was greeted by a troll of applause, then innovation and hugs and hugs and more clinch. But, I did n't really remember anyone 's name that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty good looking crew, and maybe a set of sisters ? William Blake and the fille returned to their pipe bowl of chili quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really run through much in 3 daytime. Gayle and I joined in the chow school term and the climate was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to think of. Meaning glad. They were felicitous to be alive, I was felicitous to feature some company, handsome caller at that !

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

'' I 'll get with you, '' volunteered Erin, the shooter chick. `` I 'll watch your back. ``

'' Sure, be good to get some more middle. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her brass and hands. In all the mix-up and fighting earliest, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking upright looking. Nice short frame, a little over five base tall and not giant boobs. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other daughter, she seemed improperly dressed for the juncture, but she did possess some kick that seemed to fit.

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

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

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my paw as she took the Crovel with the three in stiletto heel on the end. She walked to the fence and watched for a moment as the Zombie tried to get at us. His name tag said `` Jerry Davis, Mountain immovable. '' His throat was torn up, must have been why he was n't moaning. Being a new zombie, he did n't have that completely shitty look like you see in the movies. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his eyes were all red and splotchy, he stank like shit, and his skin was turning that sallow, blanch color.

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

She rammed the spike right field into and through his go away eye, piercing his brain. Krauthead stopped all his useless motions, hung there for a s, then dropped to the ground.

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

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

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

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

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

'' No shit. I want to be intimate just about anybody right now. But I 'm on my goddamn point ... ''

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

'' Yeah, um ... I 'm not so good with the all line of descent matter ... Fuck, there 's another one over there. ``

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

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

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

'' grasp on, sweetheart. Let 's empty that first. '' I did n't want to get shoot down with my own gun.
She emptied the mag and the chamber.

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

This was just too serious. I got my thickening tool out.

'' Jesus Christ, yes ! Let me nurse that, please ? Let me suck your big hard cock. ``

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

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

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

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

'' You fucking GO Erin ! Yes ... you were a fucking animal today ... you 're a have it off hard corps Orcinus orca ... suck that hammer, suck it suck it suck it oh roll in the hay I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

I expected her to pull back, but she did n't bankrupt stride at all. She kept sucking my tough rooster as it began to throb and throb.

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

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

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

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

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh fuck ... dirt ... SHIT ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the waves kept cumming.
I spotted a zombie at the fencing. I traded custody so my right was now free to make my .45.
bonanza ! And the Zed 's top dog exploded.

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

Boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' FUCK ! ``

windfall !

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

Boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

microphone boom manna from heaven manna from heaven microphone boom !

And she finally collapsed, her physical structure vibration as her arms hit the dirt.

I dropped the empty pistol on the ground.

I was hard as a piece of ass sway again. I had never seen such a fleshly showing in my spirit. I furiously stroked my cock as she watched. In a few sec I shot a modest load right on her gorgeous little knocker. The spermatozoon 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 fucking trooper.

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

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

'' Yeah, snake god. z. Zees. Zekes. You want to kill some more, right ? ``

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

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

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

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

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear. `` Few to a greater extent snake god showed up. Right at the fence. ``
Some of the girls were all fresh and clean. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camo drawers and T-shirt. A couple were still filthy, waiting their turn. Blake was all clean too. Guess he did n't know about 'ladies first .'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Lorraine. ``

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

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

'' Yeah. Probably due to my lousy stitching. Maybe we 'll put some superintendent glue on it to facilitate seal up the wound. ``

One fille shrieked. `` My parents are live ! In Beantown ! ``

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical room and re-patched her daughter, Lorraine. Found out More of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in bowlder, Colorado. 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 service was at a funeral home and, during the table service, one of the former stagnant soundbox came out of the back room and started to bite folks. This zombi spirit bit five or six mass before they subdued it. The girls fled in panic. Gayle, the family mother, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to give their way back, massive traffic jams developed as zombie and people ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their girls died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the missy on the bus.

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

Everywhere they went, it seemed to be getting worse. They thought they might hole up in some low position like Colorado springtime or Littleton, but they were all in the cognitive operation of being over-run. They kept heading south.

They ran out of gas a couple sea mile from here, and hoofed it into town. Not so easy with frightened missy and high heels. In town, nobody would avail them, the automaton were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned sign of the zodiac with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

'' Deliverer. I do n't know what to say. I 'm beaming I took my helmet off at that import. ``

'' 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 missy were all around now.

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

I decided it was time for a minuscule variety of pace.

'' Alright ladies. Listen up. We 're having hot chocolate and movies in ten arcminute. Get your jammies and get ready for bed ! ``

I made the hot chocolates, and put a liberal measure of Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a moving-picture show as the girlfriend found smear on the sofa with their pillows. nearly were in my Boxer shorts and my European olive tree blue tee shirt. They all asked what movie, but I would n't tell apart them.

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

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

The movie finally ended. Had to wake up a couple fille to get them to their beds. I got clinch and kisses from everyone, even Blake. well, not osculation, thank God.

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

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

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

'' Something wrong ? '' I whispered to her in the come on darkness. The room was just barely lit by a mates of LEDs from the router.

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

I opened my arms and she hugged me, like she was holding on for dear lifespan. She cried quietly against my chest for several minutes as I rocked her. I did n't require to ask what it was, I could pretty much soma it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many Friend die, probably orphaned now ... still, my cock got arduous because of a au naturel trunk pressed into me.

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

I moved my hand down to her rather plump ass, her soft flesh so malleable in my unattackable hands. She moaned and thrust her tongue in my rima oris, searching, exploring. Her mitt went down to my cock and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her back. In the dim luminosity, I could see her improbable bosom splayed out to the face. the Nazarene, I did n't have sex she had those ! I went to imbibe them, but she stopped me. Spreading her peg, she whispered her only language to me.

'' Just know me. Please. screw me now. ``

I rolled on top of her, my rock hard pecker between her fresh shaven wooden leg. With just a niggling maneuvering, my pecker found her pussy. I rubbed myself up and down her cunt a dyad meter, surprised by how wet she was.

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

She entwined her legs around mine and we fucked slowly, but powerfully. I withdrew slowly, and re-plunged slowly but pressed her all the way into the mattress. Each stroke brought new moans and gasps from both of us. We slowly increased hurrying. Little faster. Little harder, too. Her slick magazine cunt walls felt so skillful and tight on my steel concentrated shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't need to let go. I grabbed her left tit hard, I did n't want to let go. But I could feel those feelings heading my way. And fucking this hot adolescent ( or maybe she 's twenty, who the ass knows I ca n't even cogitate of her name ) with her dodgy snatch is helping the state of affairs way too a great deal. No amount of football thinking are going to stop this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

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

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

The miss sat up and moved towards my cock, and found it with her mouthpiece. She licked and sucked my cock clean of her and my juices. I 've GOT to find out what her name is ! I do n't want this to be a one-time affair. The obvious dawned on me about this clip ; 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 side. But I went to town on her twat. I just ate her hard, and licked her firmly, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my whole face in there. She pumped her clitoris against my tongue as I jammed virtually of my mitt up her dripping twat. I pumped her furiously with my flexing digit and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty pussy succus. I slipped my other hand to her ass and pressed in with my cursor finger. Her succus had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without warning, and without any interference, she clamped her thighs together, locking my mitt in place in her ass and twat. I pressed harder on her button as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and kept my face right in there. I wanted this baby 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 fingerbreadth of her justly hand into her pussy, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her hand up to her correct mamilla and coated it with her own juice. With her remaining hand, she raised her tit to her mouth and basically made out with her own nipple for a minute or so. She did the Saame thing again but to her left tit.

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

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

I pointed with my opened deal to my pecker, to designate her what she did to me.

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

I moved in behind her, preparing to put on her pussy. My caput pressed into her kitty brim, still wet from her secretions. She suddenly moved forward, out of range.

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

I dropped down a lilliputian and played with her pussy, getting my fingers wet so I could lubricate up her asshole. I drew up as practically saliva as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a min or so I assumed the military position again, only a little in high spirits this time.

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

The head slid veracious in.

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

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

She grabbed a pillow and collapsed into it with her face and arms holding it smashed, her ass still pointing into the air to accept her butt-fucking. clock time to go to forge !

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

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

I fucked her faster, so truehearted I was like a fuzz in her tight ass. I grabbed her nipple and made a fist with it inside my finger's breadth. My sweep through dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her cunt and raised her body to encounter each quick poking of my cock.

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

She raised up on all quaternity again, arched her back, and trembled with another orgasm.
I came too, rightfield then. I could feel her slit quivering and her ass gripped my hammer as I shot load after encumbrance of hot cum in her ass.

The door to my short computer room burst open and somebody hit the lights, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent grandeur. What the actual piece of ass ?



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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 fuss I think and I do n't ... '' she stopped talking mid-sentence as the video became open to her.

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

'' What 's the topic with her ? '' I asked, trying to break the tension. My fuck buddy tried to dig a hole in the air mattress. She managed to veil a little bit in the blanket. Of course, by this time, a duet other girls 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, come on ! '' I snapped at her, probably a picayune too much.

With sudden steel in her voice and a moth-eaten heavily stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a fever of 103.6. She wo n't wake up. I looked at the wound and it seems septic. Her breathing is shallow and ragged. She needs antibiotics, or something. ``

Shit, I thought as I laced up my iron boot. I do n't have any liquidity antibiotics, just lozenge. But you ca n't make an unconscious mind someone swallow pills and liquid state. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' Somebody go get Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in town ? ``

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

'' Does he give IVs to people ? ``

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

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

'' RFN ? ``

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

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

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll take a shit a fastness run to townspeople. 5 minutes. take hold of some SOB from the Doc 's office. Back immediately. 10 bit, cover. We 'll save her. ``

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

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

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

'' line 16. Leave it on but do n't bid us unless we call you. Here 's the release to talk. ``

I scooped up my even AR and my fantasy one from back home. It 's got a red-dot sight 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 Christ, what kind of rural area boy does n't shoot ?

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

We bounced in to town in record time. The Unimog is an awful rig, but it 's not real fast, and it 's not real quiet. I had outfitted my jeep with some secure Teraflex share underneath so we could treat the rough road at speed with ease.

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

I cut the lighter and slowed. The Jeep has a quietly exhaust on it, but it still squeaks and the tires make noise on the pavement, too.

'' You can drive, correct Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no headache. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to back up to the part. I 'm going to change by reversal on these rear lighter to shine inside. Blake and I will smash and snaffle. I want you standing outside, but right by the jeep. keep open it running. I need you to proceed the region clear. But do n't shoot until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes Daddy, '' she said.

What the roll in the hay ? pappa ? Whatever ... I do n't get time to worry about that.

I busted in a pane of looking glass on Doc 's battlefront door. The disturbance made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the unit thing down.

'' eye sharp, '' I whispered to Blake. `` Keep sweeping the light. '' He had a flashlight, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and unmake the lock. We entered the office.
variety of messy for a Doctor 's spot, I thought. composition and shit were on the floor, matter knocked down. Maybe we were n't the firstly to strip the space ?

Blake waved towards the back, indicating where to go.

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

stupid ... Stupid Stupid STUPID !

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

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a teenaged boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a quick collation. I could n't get my rifle to give birth on something inches away from me. I was form of sitting on my shooting iron, so that was no proficient. I punched him a couple times to hold open him away. But Zed never gets tired, or pain, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar tongue is on my bureau rig, if I can just strive it ....

Blake screamed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

Shit shit shit jack !

Blake handed me the keys to the cabinet.

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

'' No buddy. It 's OK. You did ticket. '' What the piece of ass else was I going to say ?

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

I rummaged through the cabinet as Blake tried to explain.

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

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

'' Michael ... you have to go. Save Lorraine. '' He was a coward two minutes ago. Now he 's originate 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 horror. She could see his blood from the rear Jeep lights.

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

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

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

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

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 getaway now.

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

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

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

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a route flare pass from the spine of the jeep and lit it. I tossed it a twain metrical foot away. I made her ram away, slowly down Main Street without any lights and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flash would draw the zombi towards its light, so they would n't observe us dwelling house. We turned the corner, and she punched the gun for home.

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'' We 're two minutes 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 seat belt on, I do n't call up doing that.

I should have cleared the rooms before we passed them. I 've watched enough cop shows and war movies to sleep with 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 mutilate him and leave him in the street, like a rabid dog.

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

'' Where 's William Blake ? ``

My pharynx clamped up as I tried to strangle back the tears and the riot. They all looked at me. I could n't talk.

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

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my voice sounding Wyrd to me. `` Get the lozenge over here. Yeah. Click on the waiter icon, right. pawl checkup, ok click the IV folder, detent that file, yeah salmagundi. ``

Fortunately, I had my downloaded files pretty well organized. We skimmed and found the instruction for the proper quantity of antibiotic fluid for the IV bag. Erin put in the flop amount.
Then we searched the videos and found how to slip in a production 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 showtime try. We set the drip pace, and hoped for the best.

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

I went to the briny dining mesa and slumped down in a chair. 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. girls, '' I called out. `` We 're getting up at 6. '' They did n't like it, but they did n't say anything, either.

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

'' Thanks. ``

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

I sat up and swallowed the drink down.

'' I made a mistake. It 's all my geological fault. '' Gayle just looked at me. `` I let William Blake go ahead of me at the doc 's office. We went by a room 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 late ... Then I had to shoot Blake ... ''

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

Gayle got my trash and poured another two-baser shot.

'' smell, Michael. William Blake was a sweet kid. But he was n't a fighter. When we all crashed into his house, he did n't help stand off the automaton, he just stood there. It 's not your break. ``

'' Well, I should n't get put anyone who 's that unprepared in that situation. 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 spry hug. I did n't really hug her back as I did n't deserve any hugs right then.

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her name. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not sure what your design is, but you intimately watch what you 're doing here. These girls are very ... tender right now. And you 're like some hero don figure to them. Watch your step. honorable Night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a terrible sleep.

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

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

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

Finally, it was sentence for hold out fire preparation. Gayle stayed down below with Lothringen while the rest of us went up to the roof with one AR and the 10/22 and a bunch of powder store for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the death moan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly secure, though. Zed ca n't go up 12 metrical foot vertical walls.

I had Erin display the right stance and pointed out how to aim etc. She busted a couple chapiter, two zee fell.

'' Tina, you try it. '' The nice thing about the AR, it shoots a pocket-size but sinewy slug. Still, the bitch on that is minimal. Women can easily pullulate it without losing restraint of the weapon system. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

'' Still low, make sure as shooting you 're using the front heap, billet up both good deal. ``

BAM !

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

And so it went. They all did fairly well, everyone but Patsy had several kills. This was what I wanted, they had to get their handwriting 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 degree, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my door last Nox when I pulled my cock out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't seem to unnerve her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to have developed a at sea but still strong dislike towards me. Sorry dear, one kiss does n't mean we are undivided. Although, she is so damn attractive. And unfermented, and stiff. Christ ...

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

The residue of the day was more training, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 dead Zeds on your holding ? We ended up fashioning these big crotchet out of some rebar we had in a throw off. Rebar, that super strong steel they use in concrete social organization. We tied two rope to that so two or four the great unwashed could haul them across the ground. There was a little roughness in the ground outside the fence business, we dragged them over there as upright we could. This ended up being the best enduringness training exercising. You used you legs, weaponry, breast, core, everything.

I need these girls to be hard. I need to count on them. We need to take back our world.
Patsy stayed behind with Lorraine so Gayle could make dinner gear up for everyone, which was nice.

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

I worked on the computer, checked the display panel 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 pungency only, or if it could be caused by transference of fluids. Like, say, a Zed dribble on you and it gets in your mouth or eye or a cut. Nobody had anything conclusive yet. I said we should assume it 's transferable without a bit, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty a great deal like a George VI Romero Zombie ; not really fast, not smart, drawn to smell, sound and motion, and aegir for human flesh to eat. Well at least nobody has seen any running zombi. Unfortunately, it seemed that any death was now a turn-into-a-zombie case. Not just from a pungency, but a mettle onrush, too.

Then I looked at our supplies, our land single-valued function, and tried to think of some program. Winter was coming. We could n't plant anything now. But there 's plentitude we should be doing. The primary matter was, we needed to clean out the town. But before that, we needed to get these daughter in build and properly outfitted. They were all wearing clothes and shoe that did n't really fit.

One More day of training, then we 'll make a another high-velocity panache into town for some stuff.
I heard the moving-picture show ending and the party was breaking up. I went out to say goodnight to everyone and to pee. Six beers, ya have it away. Told everyone that we 're boot camping again tomorrow.

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

I had a couple generous shots of man Jack, and I tried going to sleep. But nix happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my threshold again. Shit. My mind was n't in the decently place for this. Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the door unfold, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Johnson sisters. They were n't twins, being a couple class apart, but they had a strong family resemblance. Light reddish hair, fair skin, cute trivial 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 weaponry over her brain. Lizzie lifted Kristin 's shirt up and over her head word. She bent down and licked Kristin 's beautiful pink mammilla. Probably a C-cup.

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

Well, I was still very bowl over about the Blake situation.

But I 'm also a man.

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Chapter 6 - Revelation
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I woke up alone the next morning, wondering where the sister went. Saviour, they were incredible. It 's the kind of thing where I ca n't commit an demand play-by-play description of what went down, there was just so a lot going on ! Plus I was buzzed from the beers and the Jack. But it was something like this :

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

The two lady friend stood right field in figurehead of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pants, 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 support. Lizzie proceeded to fondle Kristin 's body, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her persona. And all the while she 's whispering `` Look at these pap ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so piano '' and affair like that. I was concerned for Kristin at first, but she seemed to love it, especially when Lizzie moved around to snog Kristin 's pussycat. I went from 80 % hard to about 200 % when she did that.

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

But these two sisters, different story ! Lizzie stopped eating her Sister 's pussy and turned to osculate me. Her hot, sensuous sassing was enhanced by the dripping twat juice from Kristin. Jesus, kissing a hot young lady friend, who 's got her own sister 's juices on her lips, I was just melting. I was n't aware at the time, but all thinking of William Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

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

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

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

Then ... Well there was rubbing ... and sucking ... and kissing ... and seemingly everywhere I reached there was a nice female person section to play with or nurse or make love. My cock was never not in a mouth or a cunt for very long at all. I remember at one pointedness pulling my putz out of Lizzie 's twat and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's sassing. Both of the lady friend just could n't get enough of each others pussy juices.

A bit later, the girls were sixty-nining, with my cock going in a hot twat, and getting licked on the outstroke. Holy darn ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the meter on all fours with Kristin under her ) told me to jack up off into her whoreson. I did n't really sleep together her ass, just pressed the tip against her hole and jacked myself.

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

... into Kristin 's mouth.

'' Do n't you eat up that clobber, 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 sis firmly and tenderly and roughly, and they fought for the cum back and Forth. Some ran down Kristin 's cheek. The two girls entwined their legs and ground their pussies into each other, cumming hard simultaneously in just a dyad hour. I forced my way from behind so I could try and drub both of their snatch. Nice.

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

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

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

Both young woman wanted more. I was n't gear up to oblige anymore. But I laid there, sucking soft tits while they masturbated themselves on my stage. I did cum one more prison term ... but there was hardly any semen cumming out, mostly just dust at this point.

The final examination 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 morning P90 workout, we ate Gayle 's pancakes from my dehydrated stash, and I talked about my worldwide program for taking back our little neighboring town. Since it did n't seem like my sidekick were coming, I was going to use their food, and gunslinger, and other supplies. With all of us, We had about 3 year of food for thought in storage.

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

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

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

Finally, Erin broke the latent hostility. `` Why the nookie would you say that ? Are you fucking stupe ? '' That 's my little girl !

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

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

I laughed out loud. Then the others all started talking and holler, but I could hear sucker saying something like `` You 're going against God 's programme '' or some mother fucker like that.

Hey, I 'm a truster in the U. S. fundamental law. You want to believe in the Big Sky pappa, go right ahead. That 's your right, it 's part of the starting time Amendment. You want to consider in the flying Spaghetti behemoth ? Fine. I do n't wish. But your freedoms and right hand end when they impact my freedom and rights.

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

'' fall guy ... you can believe what you want to believe. But, you are also a guest in my house. My plan, for all the resident of this house, is to try and get through this Zombie Revelation of Saint John the Divine, and to hold open living and kill the bad Guy. I want to plant life crop, I want us to be safety. I want us to hold up. I sort of idea those were mutual feelings we all had. I expected everyone in this house to play towards that end. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

I took a sip of coffee and the girls all started shouting back and Forth 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 deal went up except Patsy's.

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

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

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

'' I hardly think you 're God 's messenger, '' Patsy said. Emphasis on the 'you 're'; full of contempt. `` No, we have to look for a sign. ``

'' Do you want to expect in this theatre ? My theatre ? ``

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

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

I ate the sleep of my breakfast. The girl were all agitated with mug and they argued with each other. I looked at Patsy. Pretty girl, dyed blonde pilus, nice firm eubstance, obviously somewhat fresh as she 's in college. But she 's either a religious whacko or she 's gone crazy. Maybe both. Oh well, not my problem anymore.

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

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

I came back with a nice backpack, filled up.

'' fall guy. First of all, I 'm gloomy to throw infringed on your impression. That was wrong of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

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

'' But you 've made it unmistakable you do n't want to stay here. So I put together a little kit here, '' I indicated the backpack. `` There 's water for three days, solid food, a crown, gloves, match, oh and a Word of God, of course. Let 's see, no weapons, of course. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

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

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

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

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

'' Gayle ? '' Patsy pleaded.

Gayle looked at her feet. `` You know, Patsy, I think Michael 's right. If you feel this way, you endanger all of us. I 've almost lost my own daughter due to an chance event with these ... things that certainly are n't Angels. 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 Quaker. If you want these ... zombi to live, then you do n't belong here. ``

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

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

'' Atta lady friend ! '' 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 good and mercy will follow me, all the days of my life. ``

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

I went to my room and returned with the .308 rifle. It 's got a 16 power ambit 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 logic 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 tightlipped one at about 150 yards.

BOOM !

'' Jesus ! '' Erin jumped. `` That matter barks, does n't it ! ``

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

windfall ! and another Zeke fell. Patsy stopped at the beat 'Angels'and crossed herself and them, like she was blessing them.

thunder ! got him.

godsend ! got her.

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

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

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

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

That fifth Zach was now walking in a heterosexual person line of credit away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... hold ... gravy !

Got him ! But my upheaval was short lived as we saw various more Zach 's come from the town surface area and headed to where Patsy would be. They were out of stove, though.

I turned and headed back to the theater. Some of the daughter 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 microphone ? '' I nodded. I was. I did n't ask her to really go.

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

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

The mood was, okay. hoi polloi were disappointed with Patsy, but nobody seemed to be upset with me. I just hope we do n't see her as a new 'Angel'. I wo n't waver to shoot her snake god consistency, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the girl about my plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` Master 's Hardware and Dry Goods '' shop. The girls need underwear, skid that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these lady friend have real big titty. And I need them to be able-bodied to run. Big bouncing tits are fun to find out in tedious motion when they run, but in a Zed place it ai n't cool to suffer things going in all directions. Got ta strap those puppies down.

'' I 'm going to call for two voluntary for tomorrow 's excursion, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now hold on a second. I need people who are good dead reckoning, can move quick, and do n't listen getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two more ... Lorrie, bad sweetie, you need More healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, arse ! ``

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

They nodded their mind in unison. Got ta dearest sisters.

So instead of a moving picture that night, we all cleaned the weapons and checked our packs. We loaded the Jeep with some business deal goods, like Imperial gallon jugs of water and canned foods in case we found some subsister. Also some dry solid food like twinkling potato and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

'' I 'm serious. We need to be up bright and early and cook to go. ``

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

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Chapter 7 - Daddy 's Little daughter
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We dressed for conflict as best we could. The motorcycle helmets fit the sisters, but was too big for Erin. We put some towels in there to make it sit better. We were finally ready.
Acutely aware of how well the final stage picnic went, when we lost Blake, this farewell was a bit tearful.

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

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

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

We got in the Jeep and headed towards town.

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

Suddenly, movement. bent on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the store. I did n't want to just shoot and bust up the glass, I wanted to save some integrity to the store. Talking to the missy, we drove the jeep around the side of the shop. I took a set of keys, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the landrover and went up the fire safety valve to the arcsecond storey. I climbed in the window and cleared the sphere. The early gals came in. Okay.

'' I 'm going downstairs, '' I whispered. `` I 'm going to shoot him out with the Crovel. '' That 's my miniskirt shovelful with a razor sharp edge.

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

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

I set the crovel down, but now the kid had three other rifles pointed at his head. Then a door opened up behind us. Confusion reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't live who to orient it at. My girls were yelling, so were the boy ; this was very tense and could go bad in a hurriedness. But I could see these were Cy Young small fry. I did n't think they were dangerous, just being protective.

'' My girls ! SHUT UP ! '' And they did. `` okay fellas. I 'm going to deal my helmet off. Ok ? Just real irksome, we are n't here to suffer you. We want to buy or deal 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 habitue guy. Erin, lady friend. grim your rifles. See jest at ? We 're cool. Everybody 's poise ... Lean your rifles on the rampart. Nice and easy. Yeah that 's it. okey, now take off your helmets. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' That 's our dad. Bat professional. We 're his sons. He was killed at the church on that world-class night ... ''

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

'' fountainhead guys, I 'm very sorry for your loss. But we need some things for the miss. You fellas penury weewee ? food for thought ? ``

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

Wyat slugged him on the shoulder. He did n't desire to look bad in social movement of the girls.

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

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

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

I opened the backdoor with the key from Sir Thomas Wyat, and I quickly dispatched inadequate Vergil with my Crovel. Erin helped me drop behind him outside. We cleaned up the blood so the male child would n't see anything.

The atmosphere lightened up then. The two sisters went shopping with the boys helping. For a crappy small town, they had pretty well material. I guess there 's a pretty far-famed trailhead up in the woods, so they get quite a few hikers coming through here needing last instant gear.

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

'' Can we get to the clock tower from here ? '' I asked. It was just a minuscule cupola kind of a matter, sitting on the roof of the instant floor. We climbed the stairs from the cap. A couple kicking and the clock fell out of the presence. Nice view from here, we could see nearly of the townspeople, now.

I looked at Erin. Her face pleaded with me.

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

She grinned and sighted in the commencement one with her AR. This was my good one, with an ACOG orbit on it and a Zellig Harris bipod.

microphone boom !

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

BOOM !

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

BOOM !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

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

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

gold rush !

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

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

'' You 're an awing shot, sweetheart ! '' And I rested my hired hand on her trim footling ass.

She giggled and pressed into my hand. `` Harder ... yes Daddy ... squeeze me .... postponement ... check ... '' she sighted in another target.

gold rush !

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

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

Erin exhaled, I paused, and BOOM !

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

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

And I jammed three Thomas More finger's breadth up her oozing cunt.

'' Saviour I 'm close dad ... so close ... '' BOOM !

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

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

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

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

BOOM !

'' Fuck ! ! ! ``

gravy !

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

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

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my pop, '' she said softly. `` Fuck me papa. '' Then through gritted teeth : `` Fuck me hard pappa ! Let me kill these fuckers and fuck me, dada. ``

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

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

She took aim some more. I paused.

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

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

bunce !

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

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

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

I fucked her as intemperate as I could while she tried to finish the dead Zach.

'' Stop it ! '' she giggled.

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

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

Erin rested the gun and took her roll in the hay like a champion, bucking her pelvic girdle back into my thrusts. I grabbed and yanked on her ponytail as my throbbing cock sank bass and deeper into her body.

Erin reached down to her twat and frigged herself for a few import, then took that hand and tried to stuff it in my cheek. She succeeded, smearing my fount with creamy pussy cum.

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

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

'' Yes dada oh my fucking GOD ! ``

'' You like Daddy 's turncock ? ``

'' Yeah pop keep fucking me ! ``

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

'' Oh ass YES DADDY ! Cum in me papa ! ! ``

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

And I came inside her like a tidal wave. I could feel her pussy walls contract bridge around my shaft as she came also. Hot sperm met hot puss juice to create white-hot lava inside her cunt.

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

'' Oh pop '' Erin whispered, I could barely get word her in the light morning duck soup. `` daddy ... daddy ... ''

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

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

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

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

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

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

Erin stood up and tugged me a little bit on the shoulder. I set down the gun and kissed her passionately, tasting my cum on her backtalk and lingua. She held me so smashed for such a lilliputian 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 pocket and put in a call 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 position ? ``

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

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

'' The improbable one ? dunce ! ``

Yeah she 's the tall one. At to the lowest degree 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 enjoin you 'negative Ghostrider, the approach pattern is full'. What the hell are you guys talking about ? ``

I chuckled out flashy while Erin just looked at me like I was stupid. `` All just here. footling tiger is quite the sharpshooter. The sisters are negotiating for goods as we speak. volition chink back in 15. Tell Lorrie 'it 's time to buzz the tower'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

Erin and I gathered up our magazines and the empty governing body shell for succeeding re-loading. We headed back down the stairs.

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As Erin and I neared the tail end trading floor, we heard some scuffling and what sounded like one or both of the fille screaming. We bolted down the last couple steps, my Crovel held prepare to swing and Erin 's AR ready to fire. What we saw was rather surprising.

Across the storage, about 30 foundation, was a glass case about 15 pes long that held knives, opera glasses, and other high dollar mark token. It was also the checkout area with register and credit visiting card machine.

Leaning against the case were our two sisters, naked as jaybirds. Their implements of war outstretched, they were holding onto the contrary English of the case. They were holding on because the two brothers were fucking them from behind for all they were deserving. They were facing us, but nobody saw us as they were in diverse throes of passion.

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

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

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

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

The male child froze, and started to withdraw.

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

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

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

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

I found an surface area out back of the store that seemed to sustain somewhat soft ground. I said to Erin, `` Cover me. I 've got to dig a grave for Vergil. And call the spread. It 'll be another hour or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

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

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

We both laughed.

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

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

'' Disappointed ? How ? You 're awesome ! We 'd all be dead without you ! You 're everything ... everything I want in a father. And, the fucking is 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 days old. She raised the shovel ... the zombie came towards her ... and she did n't swing. But she pushed it away with the shovel/crovel.

'' I ca n't drink down 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 have a lot of output. I do n't think any others heard him.

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

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

'' Sorry, Daddy. ``

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

I dragged Virgil Masters over to his hole. It was n't 6 understructure 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 make out how to say this. `` But I 'm just a man. And there 's so many of you girls. And I care for all of them. And I may not be able to ... be ... exclus -- '' I started to say Exclusive.

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... Daddy ... I do n't require you to be my fellow, or married man. I do need to stay fresh fucking 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 receive someone to finalize down with. Like the Dizzy baby have. ``

I finished covering up Virgil. `` ejaculate here, sister little girl. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a piffling bit. `` I 'll be your 'Daddy'. I 'll be Daddy with benefit, okay ? ``

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The party
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The Masters boy were dressed, but looked a minuscule sheepish. The President Johnson sister were beaming, their faces a little sluice. Must 've been a pretty good clock time on the knife case, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out tawdry and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

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

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

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

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

Holy shit ! So that was the price ? fountainhead I do n't cognise if it 's okay or not. I had to reckon fast.

'' Look, we are n't trading people for stuff. We 'll be fine without -- ''

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

matter move quickly in the New World.

'' wellspring, not so fast. This station is very vulnerable. Glass windows all over, the spinal column door ringlet could n't check a seven-year-old ... '' Shit. What to do ?

'' Ok, boys. You 're coming with us. You need to get ma Gayle 's approving. If you pass that tryout, then tomorrow we 'll do back and fix this home up. ``

That seemed to sit okay with people. We were packing the landrover with the vesture, when Morgan noticed the hillock of invigorated filth. He stopped and stared at it, tears welling up in his eyes.

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

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

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


- - -

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

But the Johnson sisters made it very clear ; these boys were off-limits. And they seemed smitten with the Sister, so that was good. Then the young woman discovered their new apparel, and the shrieking was nearly intolerable. Shoes that fit ! trouser that fit ! Underwear !

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

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

'' Little slattern ! '' I replied as I finished off another 30-round magazine. `` Your point just ended, you 've got a few more days until you ovulate. opinion you might like that. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Yeah, sure as shooting, love to have sex you any where you want it ! ``

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

'' So yeah, just push the plot of land through, without dinging the side of the barrel -- ''

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

'' Just cleaning the guns, '' I explained. `` When they fire, they leave residue and sludge. Got ta go along them clean so they will always function for us. ``

'' Can you show me ? I want to bulge out doing this kind of material with you guys ! I 've shot before. And I 'm feeling all better. '' Lorrie gave me her sweetest grin she had, which was a fucking nice one that could very well charge a thousand ships to war.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' It 's trade good ! wait ! ``

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

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

piece of ass great is how you 're doing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I held her gently on her lower rosehip. Her bare hip joint. the Nazarene Christ her cutis is so soft and ardent ...

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

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

'' I did n't mean to abash you. You probably think I 'm just a kid. But I 'm not. I turned 18 shoemaker's last month. ``

'' I do n't think you 're a kid ... '' With a body like that ? She 's all adult female, all the time. `` But, you need to take it sluttish with that binding. I do n't want any stitches to make out out. '' I could n't consider of anything else to say. I mean, people are likely to get along back at any second. Yes, I fucked some of the former young woman, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' weapon system up. ``

She raised her arms, her breasts still pressed against me.

I took her t-shirt and fiddled with it until I got it lined up, Then I slid it over her arms, head, then over her teat 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 lots of porn. Mom 's as unspoiled or better. ``

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

'' Mom likes it all ways. Every way. I 've seen her with two guy. And also with another young lady 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 flutter as multitude were coming back inside.

Lorrie leaned in and whispered to me, `` Mom masturbates at night 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. thinking of that big dick everyone says you have. Get ready for Payton, it 's her turn tonight. ``

And she left to riposte the others. I stood there like, What the fuck ? They are taking turn ? With me ? Well that 's just ... well it 's not the defective affair that could bump, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

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

'' I 'm a picayune interested. We have to strengthen their building country, it 's not very guarantee right now. And we need to take aim those son up. They need to get a little, uh, 'harder'. And no, not in the way you think ! ``

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few twenty-four hours I think it would be okay. We need to start taking back the town anyway. Would be good to take in a forward understructure there. We 've got radios. We could abstract them up with a set of solar gore. It could make for. ``

We had a nice dinner of beef stroganoff, from my supplying of dehydrated food. Canned peaches for afters. Also had quite a little of vodka and fruit juice.

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

The male child shoved the table to one side, and we had a terpsichore trading floor. Rihanna 's beats were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a terpsichorean or anything, but I do experience round. So I was able to pretend I had some movement. It did n't count much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the chorus :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly just !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't care I like the smell of it !
Sticks and Harlan Fisk Stone may break my bones
But string and whips excite me ! ``

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

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

With all the `` Ooh babe, baby '' poesy, it was getting crazy. Erin jumped up on the board and took off her T-shirt and escape from her happy piffling bosom for everyone to see ! The son were dancing with their little girl, 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 boy, and the young woman on each former in some good dirty dancing.

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

Lorrie got bumped accidentally, and I roared at everyone to arrest while we checked her out. I was about to hold `` political party On ! '' when we heard the shitty sound of a zombie 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 crush .22.

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

She took the .22 from me. Apparently, she seemed to call back she was the trump taw for the job. She 's probably right, but still, it felt funny.

3 Zeds were at the wall of the theater. Somebody had n't locked the gate.

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

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

We had to re-arrange things a petty to accommodate the male child for the night. It was looking like Payton did n't have anywhere to stay. Imagine that.

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the bathrooms and bedrooms. I was the end to use a public lavatory. Got myself a rain shower, finally. Got to remember to check the water levels tomorrow in the storehouse water tank, I reminded myself.

When I opened the door to my little estimator room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was blunt au naturel, sitting on the air mattress with her book binding up against the pillows and the wall. Her right-hand helping hand was lazily playing with her shaven pussy while her go forth deal toyed with a nipple.

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

'' Hey yourself. No, do n't block up ! maintain doing what you 're doing. ``

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

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

'' Keep going, '' I said. Watching a cleaning lady masturbate is one of my great joy in lifespan. I do n't get to see it often enough.

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

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

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

I settled into the office chairperson. `` Just lecture a fiddling. secernate me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? Show me. ``

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

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to lick me hard ... and put your tongue on my clit ... and prick it a little ... '' she was getting the bent of it. Her finger's breadth slipped inside her pussy as she talked.

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

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

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

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

'' Yes baby, enjoin me Thomas More. ``

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

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

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

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

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

'' I fucked her from rump. ``

'' piece of ass yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck fuck fuck ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her cunt ! ``

'' Oh my screw God cum in mine ! Yes ? Please ? ``

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

'' God, you 're beautiful, '' I said. Hey, she looked great. She was n't the prettiest of the crew by a tenacious shot. But who the piece of ass cares. She was awesome.

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

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

'' Jesus that was true ? ``

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

Without hesitation she reached around and put a finger in her own butthole, with her former bridge player rubbing her clit hard.

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

She writhed in joy as she convulsed from her orgasm. When she was spent, I grabbed her legs and dragged her down fully on to the mattress so I could roll in the hay her beneficial. And I did. I shoved my putz all the way up her drippage pussy so near she did n't know what hit her. I had to deform her over, face-down, so she could scream into the pillows.

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was cool to make love soul almost as big as me. But her hard legs were similar 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 severely, she was n't ready for that. I dropped it back into her snatch and fucked the daylights out of her. I fucked her for ten minutes like that, she moaned and screamed into her pillow.

At one point, the door opened and Erin stuck her headway in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'sign with my finger to my mouth. She nodded and sat on the flooring. Pulling her footling lather pant aside, she rubbed her slit as she watched me do it Payton.

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

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

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

She opened her optic for the first fourth dimension in about 10 second as she watched me settle in between her delicious jug. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left. Payton form of laughed but did n't seem to mind.

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

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

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

'' Erin, '' gasped Payton. `` 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 cunt as I fucked the shit out of her tits.

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

I was about at the end of my Mexican valium. I reached down and pulled on her nipples as Payton squeezed her tits. Pulled on the fuckers pretty hard. Payton yelped as my cum dig into her mouth and on her chin. She moaned more as Erin 's tongue made her cum. I shot some more cum onto her face, then pulled back and dropped some loads on her big soft tits.

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

Payton just lay there in sexual fulfillment, enjoying her rude high. She swallowed the cum in her oral fissure, but the remainder 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 impudence, lips and neck. She then drooled it into Payton 's back talk, who swallowed it easily.

'' There some on her mammilla, 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.

'' Good Shepherd 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 pus out earlier.

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

Payton roused out of her stupefaction to notice Erin.

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

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

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

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

I began to feel a bit purposeless ... but then, later, they made up for it.

- - -

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

So this day, we hooked up the coke plow to the Unimog. Too many dead eubstance in the street, you know. We scored wads of plywood at the hardware shop to barricade the Master 's store. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the east end of Main street. It already had some followers. The cool matter about the Mog is its height. No topic what the Z do, they ca n't break in. They ca n't bust the glassful. They ca n't wax 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 cooking stove and stopping power. Also had an AR, and the suppressed 22. The idea was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would add Sir Thomas More Zachs, and they would keep shooting. Lorrie would get some real on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Sir Henry Morgan, and Sir Thomas Wyatt went down to a side street at the whole other end of the pocket-sized town. We pulled up to the endure house. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the son had pitchforks. We also had side arm, all of us. The musical theme, though, was to go quiet and check the houses.

The first one was a piece of cake. Tapped on the threshold, all placid. The house was unbarred, cypher inside. We checked for medicines and food, found a pretty good hoard of throne. Some honorable food in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No medicament. No weapons. Some old lady clothes, that 's about it. We stacked the hindquarters on the porch for later pickup.

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

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

Found a little food, a .38 revolving door with 9 scale, some 42-year old Playboys, and some dirty dress. But we took everything we could line up. candela, aluminum foil, baggies, bathroom paper, matches, dog food.

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

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

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

'' It 's us ! Morgan and Wyatt overlord. From the depot ! ``

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

'' You the ones making all the fraudulent scheme ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

We went through 30 Sir Thomas More houses, but no other living sept. lashings of dead bodies, though ; human and zombi spirit. Did find a nice 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in versatile gauge 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 Jeep and shot back towards main street. We got some more info from Erin ; they had moved the motortruck to try and get a practiced location to frivol away from.

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

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

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

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

We broke into the lower base of the real estate office. I killed two zeds with my Crovel. I could see more of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` look out below '' and threw a couple more zeds down the stair. Gunshots followed as Erin or someone killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The zeds were now converging on us. We each fired our shooting iron until they were empty. The floor 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 drum. Crying and scream, she was going to suffer the fight in the adjacent few seconds as the combined 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 heavily I could n't get it back out from Zach 's body. I yanked out my Marine Corps Ka-Bar and buried it into the skull of the second zed. I pulled Lorrie out from under both of them as they began falling. Clutching me for dear life-time, Lorrie sobbed into my neck.

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

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

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

We laid Lorrie on the rejoinder, checking for bit, but she was decipherable. Her mom held her, they rocked together slowly in an old rocking president by the social movement door.

I sat down and held my point in my hands. Deliverer I almost fucked up again ! We need More training before we can do this kind of thing !

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

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

Ashamed, Erin went up to the staircase. Probably to the clock pillar so she could blast 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 mo where I realized how lots I cared for these people. I looked at Gayle and Lorrie. Gayle was whispering softly to Lorrie, who seemed really small right now. They should n't be fighting zombies. They should be helping or something, but they were n't warriors. This was n't fair.

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

Zombies moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

I talked with the local boys after dinner. I wanted to find out what commercial message enterprises were in town or nearby. Gas Stations, shop, welding shops, sporting goods memory board, locomotive repair store, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her elbow room. I told her no, sit down with me and listen. I apologized to her. She cried. We made up. Then we talked strategy.

After a couple minute, we did Sir Thomas More P90 preparation, except for Lorrie. wellspring, she did a modified version. She is n't all that flexible yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any felicity right then.

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Chapter 9 - The Recovery
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The succeeding three solar day raced by. I took a squad of Wyatt, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two early nearby Town, just a little vainglorious than ours. They were as bad or worse than our footling town. There 's a larger town to the north of us, but I imagine they are inundated with Zeds.

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a tough aspect screen door and you could spill with them. They were much lighter than Motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still wear goggles with them. We found all variety of pads and protective equipment for the leg and arms, also. The object was to make ourselves hard to bite.

Back at the spread, we all put on our power train for real live training. First, everyone got used to hitting me on the head with broomsticks. Did n't even reach me through my helmet, but everyone got tidy sum of lick in.

At the Lawnmower repair shop, we got lots of lawnmower sword. We trimmed up one end to fit the gals smaller hands, then wrapped it in paracord to clear a nice grip. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like goal. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some yard rakes, the tough kind, not green goddess slant. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the midway 1 facing forward. I thought this would come in handy.

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

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

beingness generally shorter, except for Payton, the girls were having a elusive time with a one-shot kill ; Zed 's arms were too long. The girls learned to hack off an arm or two first-class honours degree, then go for the kill. Or give up them in the knee so Zed fell down. Then it was an easily kill shot.

Then they tried it with the rake. much better ! operose swing to the articulatio genus, down they went. Then they were easily pickins for a rake-shot to the headland. So that became our primary tactic ; run down them out in the open, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

story from the extraneous humanity were disheartening. Entire cities like New York had fallen into complete shambles. The internet was pretty limited. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Si valley guys always had capital security.

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

- - -

Next morning, after our P90 physical exertion, Gayle and Lorrie went to induce breakfast while I studied the web. Then, missy and guys all sat me down at the table.

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

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

And they brought out all variety of proficient stuff. Including Hostess Donettes ! And Hostess Cherry pie !

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

Erin laughed. `` commend the Circle K store ? I swiped some goody for you then. '' She hugged me arduous and I hugged her back. She cried a lilliputian, then everyone else gave me a small present. They were mostly from the hardware store in Town, but it was awesome. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting socks, a canteen, some former betting odds and close. 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 kind of an 80 's thing.

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

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

'' Ok thank you everyone. I will use all these in good wellness. Although I may not wear the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a goodness nose, did n't want to give him any spare hints.

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

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

And we went to townspeople, 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 blade worked
as hoped, and we hardly fired the torpedo at all. It was a good day.

- - -

As we entered the planetary house, I was told to shower first since it was `` Daddy grasp day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my shower on. Would be nice to get clean first gear, for once.
I was just getting some dark blood off my arms when the threshold opened. I was please ! We were so concentrate lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a while. As long as it was n't one of the bozo, I would be happy with whoever it was.

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

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

'' Absolutely ! '' Holy red cent, it 's Gayle !

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

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

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

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

'' Uh-uh-aahh ! cheek forward ! '' she commanded. I looked down, I could see her feet at to the lowest degree. They were pretty.

Something very warm and fleshy squished into my cover as she reached around me for the max and that scrubby, fluffy thing that you wash with. It could only be her tits. Jesus, they covered a lot of real estate, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my book binding, slowly but firmly pushing. My rooster was lengthening a little with anticipation.

She washed my blazon 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 bridge player. She spent a lot of time on my mammilla. Why do men have teat ? I do n't bang, but I was glad I did. That felt wonderful.

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

'' Easy big feller. Easy, Big pop. '' I held still.

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

'' Oh that feels dainty .... yessss ... ''

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

'' Wow papa, '' she said. `` You 're all tough even back here ! ``

And with that, she dropped the scrubby and massaged my butthole. She leaned into me again with her tits and body. She reached around with her early hired hand and gently traced her fingerbreadth along my impossibly hard barb. But that finger on my ass ... it went inside ...

'' You like this, Daddy ? ``

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

'' No lover. Just one. Up to the get-go knuckle. So about one inch or lupus erythematosus ... '' Well it felt like Johnny Reb The Wad himself was back there. Jesus. I 'll be a little more deliberate with little girl in the future tense when fucking their asses.

Gayle gave my stopcock a good hug then suddenly let go. She slid down on her knee, and began to kiss my ass impertinence. She pulled them apart, then stuck her spit in the naughtiest of places. I could n't think it.

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

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

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

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

'' holy place fuck. I mean. Yes ! Of course ! Just admiring the view ! ``

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 mode and genteelness and the goop, I just grabbed her and held her from the back, running my hands all up and down her hanging tits, abdomen, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

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

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

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

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

I spread her ass impudence and buried my face between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussy, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my knife up her ass and up her pussy, she seemed to like that. I form of settled in with my thumb in her butt end and focus my rim and spit on her pussy. Her tangy flavors covered my face as I tried to burrow into her bitch. Again, I was glad I had stocked up so many razors, not a hair in sight.

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

I squeezed the bullshit out of both her ass buttock as I continued eating her out. Tight fiddling skinny girl are bang-up. No uncertainty. But a woman with curves, that 's the one for me !

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

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

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

'' piece of tail ! I 'm cumming cumming oh roll in the hay I 'm cumming oh shtup oh fucking ! ``

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

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

I fondled her lusciously large mamilla, and then clamped my back talk down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit tough, drawing as much as I could into my mouth.

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

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

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

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

'' seminal fluid on, do n't be a baby ! ``

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

I got more fast-growing, slapping both her knocker with both my workforce. These slaps were n't unvoiced enough to rap anyone down or anything, but her skin was turning a healthy shade of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to molest her swaying boobs.
I was getting a huge charge out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my cock, and watching those titty jiggle with each slap was too a great deal 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, papa ! ``

I could n't hold it. I came.

As always, that low nip felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my vein. Each subsequent squirt felt incredible, too. Gayle felt my red-hot shots enter her puss as I pumped more and to a greater extent sperm into her.

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

My cock began to shrivel a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to puzzle out my cock before the exhibitor washed us sporting. I could see she got a skillful portion down her throat.

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

'' Probably wo n't be any hot body of water 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 chairwoman to fix her face. She looked so cunning, legs crossed, tits hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a Lester Willis Young boy watching mommy get ready. My cock felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, dearest ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

I squirted a pretty boastfully freight right onto her tits, then a couple smaller ones, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her tit as she leaned over and bat my cock clean.

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

... except for her daughter ...


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Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch Perfect'and sang along with all the a capella Sung, the missy were all kind of whacky and a bit foreign. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat next to me during the film, with her daughter Lorrie on my other side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would happen. But I did n't have to wait long.

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

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

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

'' I just came to lecture, '' she said. She had a bottle of my prise Justin Pinot grape noir and a couplet glasses. We sat down, me in my tramp electric chair and her in the metal folding chair.

We talked about a lot of things, but mostly about our situation and what my plans were for the hereafter. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of work. What we really needed was a way to score a zombie complimentary area so that we could then set about farming operations. Plus we now had raft of new mouth from town that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the people we met were squeamish, but generally a bit older. Still, some of them had farming screen background. But early than the passe-partout 's sons, we had n't found anyone near the girl ages.

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

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

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm trusted you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is grueling to say ... I want Lorrie to have the sexual love of a good man. Raise a mob. You know, those variety of affair. ``

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

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

My mind drew a blank. `` Who ? ``

'' Well ... you, Michael. ``

'' What ? '' I asked, taken aback. `` I 'm ... twice her age ! '' Actually, I was about twice everybody 's age, but that did n't seem to matter.

'' Yes but you are n't old-old. But even if there were a thousand bozo 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 alert ... plus you 're amazing at sex. ``

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

'' But what ? ``

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

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

She 's in beloved with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two main issues here. bit One is, you, Gayle. And phone number Two, I 'm not certain I 'm set to resolve down just yet. I mean, I will at some point, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to sustain our grouping going. I do n't roll in the hay if I have time for a genuine kinship. It 's umm ... it 's pretty easy right wing now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the door. ``

Gayle rolled her eyes.

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

Gayle kind of made a disappointed face.

'' No, I mean nothing bad about Lorrie. But I do n't sleep together her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't count so surprised. We get along pretty fricking great. And, I think the great sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't mean you had to tie Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. Keep it in head. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the respite of her wine-coloured. `` I 'm not perfect. I had this vision of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't fathom expert at all, does it ? I mean, I at to the lowest degree wanted you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds kind of stupefied now that I say it out tawdry. ``

I drank the rest of my pinot and poured us both some more.

Have I mentioned how gorgeous Gayle is ? My dad was a tusk dog in his day, even as an erstwhile man. He like the full-figured gal like Marilyn, Mamie, Rita, etc., but his deary was the Italian baby, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a fair resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly affair like kill a bunch of living dead with your bare fist and come back for your advantage. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go expression her up. Sophia, I mean. agree out some of the jr. painting of her, when her hairsbreadth is pretty straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's mammilla are bigger. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the room a bit, then I knelt down in front of Gayle 's chair.

'' Gayle. '' I placed my hand on her boldness. `` Even if I fell in making love with your girl, and wanted to expend the sleep 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 wide-cut sass. Her hand came up to me, she ran her finger through my hair.

Our mouth pressed a piffling firmer together and our confection kiss turned a little hotter as I moved into her a picayune to a greater extent. I broke the osculation, only to get a slightly dissimilar slant and set off kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her lower lip, and sucked it into my mouthpiece, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her backrest against the wall. With both my hands gently holding her side, I kissed her with passionateness and tenderness like I 'd never felt before.
Gayle had slipped her manpower underneath my t-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my spine. Then she continued to kiss me as she pulled me closer to her.

'' Jesus, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an troy ounce of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being Nice. ``

She slipped my jersey over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` Stand over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a babe ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk lighting, in just my faded jeans with a bulging crotch.

'' bit around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a lilliputian for her.

'' dessert Redeemer, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, nonentity 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your perspective, Gayle. ``

'' pickaxe up those free weight, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a yoke 30 Ezra Pound dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few gyre for her, some standing insistency, I turned my cover to her and did some lateral flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her right hand gently rubbing her allow for breast, and her bequeath forefinger in between her figurehead teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of cool to know I turn on a chick. 38 old age old. Semi-ripped. Still have my hair, all of it. I guess I 'm not the sorry guy they could run into in a zombie apocalypse.

I went and stood in front of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my sleeve, like I was going to carry her over a threshold. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one virgin in my whole lifespan. It did n't go so well. bunch of pain in the ass. Crying. disgrace. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so smooth with women ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm terribly. So, you really desire me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the right give-and-take ? Deflower your daughter ? ``

'' I ca n't think of anyone I 'd rather suffer do it, '' she said, twirling her finger's breadth through my hair.
I kissed her her on the sassing for a few moments.

'' You want me to, fuck your daughter ? '' Long ... kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to have to suck her tits for a real long time. '' Kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to cream her pussy. '' buss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suckle my dick. '' osculation with some tongue ...

'' She will be good, I promise. ``

'' How do you have sex ? ``

'' I 've made her practice. On bananas and cucumbers. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No shit ? ``

'' No motherfucker. I told her it was an of import skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing office, but we kept close and kissed Sir Thomas More. I undid the rap on her robe, sliding my script between her smooth tegument and the robe. I cupped her ass cheek and pulled her to me, she could feel my hard-on now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to cover up or anything.

'' Not always so squeamish. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my jeans as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down next to each other, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just love titty. All knocker. There 's just something about them that drives me nuts. Yeah, big surprise. But more than to the highest degree guys, I love them. I love to lick, and nibble, and twirl my tongue around them. And they all feel so unlike. Some are firm, some are really squishy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would interchange sucking nicely to sucking as much as I could. Some nipple bites here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too often clip on the tits, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could take up them for hours ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Christ no. It 's like the best massage in the humans. Only better. I 'm a thousand percent relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How good is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

Well, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her tits and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's ventilation increased, so did my heartiness. When she panted a little, I grabbed her snatch. With my palm on her clit, I slipped a digit in between her lips and frigged her nicely. Then a little harder and faster as I bit down on a big nipple of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' Suck the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left tit up to her nerve and John Drew in her own nipple to her mouth. God I love that.
I rubbed her pussycat faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a couple more proceedings when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few meter. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic wafture washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' delay, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me repose ... too ... tender ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a commodity sentence for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her pegleg and guided my cock to her snatch opening.

I pressed in ... Jesus Christ she was so wet I just slid decent in.

'' Michael ... just a moment ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fucking .... ''

As my weight set down on her, our pelvises rubbed, re-igniting her button. Gayle slam around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't shape any real words, just moans and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say shit but it was too much effort. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a uninterrupted medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck other guys. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend English language. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guys. '' I sped up my hammering to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- sanctum screw ! Oh diddlysquat Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of sentence, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking severe. `` She should n't ... oh jesus Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it turn you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her chest, sticking my pussy-sopping cock into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your daughter watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your tits, your ass, oh that 's nice child 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 power point, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on ma Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a torrent down her throat. Load after load of hot squirt guess into her sass. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

Panting, she rose up to catch her breath.

Then she called me an asshole and Slapped my grimace !

She sat there, all defiant, her center gleaming. I was fucking turned on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her side down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her legs and shoved my dick back into her cunt. Gayle arched her backbone as I entered her, and she moaned out loud. I was rather print with myself, even though I just came, I was cook for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at night ... with her in the way ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your pussy ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a good mom. ``

'' You 're a great mom ... a nookie slap-up mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No answer. I forced my deal under her belly so I could grab her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's damage ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her physical structure is so business firm ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to suck cock ... ''

'' No Michael ... quit it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm sure. ``

'' discontinue it ... please oh shit oh shit oh shit I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her cunt ... man ca n't you almost taste it ? '' I pulled my handwriting from Gayle 's pussy and rubbed it on her lips, brass, pushed my fingers inside her mouth so she could savour it all.

'' You want to try her ... '' I began cumming inside her pussy. Her cunt walls gripped my cock and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh fuck yes ... lie with yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the back clip, filling up her snatch 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 dick with her tongue and brim, sucking up the combined cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, help yourself to my sperm anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making beloved to me. This will be the last time. I want ... I want Lorrie to have a chance. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the hold out meter, we fucked again in the morning.


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Chapter 10 - The Date
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The next day was moving day for the Johnson sisters. We got the Masters place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and live. I 'll accept to some jealousy there, those chicks were pretty dotty little honies !

So we spent most of the day trying to block off the town. We 'd been to every mansion, killed every automaton inside the homes, sheds, barns, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always more than zombie spirit. We figured they were coming from the road, but why ? From where ? Why are they coming here ?

'' We need to funnel them into a kill geographical zone, '' Erin was saying. My fiendish little killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a fuddled spot where we are protected, but we can kill them with sticks or fizgig or something. ``

'' wiz ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up something and then fall down. So the descent kills to the highest degree of them. Or at least separate their stage or backs. That would hold open, ammo, right ? ``

The daughter sort of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ravel and jump ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me think. '' I had it. So simple, it just might work.

'' glorious ! Lorrie, it 's brilliant. We get some transport containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a orthogonal electron tube. We tilt them up at, like a ten or 20 degree angle. We 'll demand lashings of them. heap them on top of each other or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 feet high up and they walk out the end of the lowest container right into thinly air. They smash on the reason -- ''

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 fence or more than shipping containers ... ''

'' And when the area fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't have to blast any of them ! ``

We were all very proud of ourselves. It 's a bang-up fucking idea. Except, we did n't have any shipping containers. Or a way to make a motion them. Or a Grus to stack them.

Eh, tyke details.

- - -

We cleaned up more than of the Ithiel Town. Not too many living folks, but it 's beneficial to rid of the lurkers. Zed likes to creep around and turn up in the most bizarre shoes, so it 's good to have him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as avid a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a Passion ! But unlike Erin and her guns, Lorrie really wanted it done up close and personal. She wanted to front into their dead eyes as they died again.

We had cleared out a segment of houses, then we went back to them to check for salvageable stuff. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this Nice old star sign, checking things out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not certainly what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't recall there will be any more. I do n't get laid ... ''

'' Whaddya mean you do n't screw ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a trivial steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I distinguish her that her mom wants US to pluck up ?

'' Well, you guys are great together, it would be nice to have a veridical dad ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my veridical daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never judgment, it 's o.k.. It 's delicately ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, cipher can shut you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the planetary house some more. It 's kind of sad, looking through a dead mortal 's life.
Usually, we just look for safes where we might find guns, short pants for ammo, kitchens for solid food etc. But this house was different. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this house. I mean really. I could live in this house if it were n't for the damn zombie spirit. ``

'' Wyatt said it was once the Mayor 's sign. The town built it a long time ago for the then current mayor to live in. But later, it got bought by some racy people ... The town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your sizing, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couple outfits. `` She had some taste. Where in this Town would she wear this poppycock ? 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.

'' Remind me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, mister ! '' She waggled her big steel at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the ironware entrepot for dejeuner, now re-named Masters and Johnson, in honor of the upcoming wedding ceremony between the schoolmaster boys and the LBJ sister. 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 match 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 quick fix ! Am I old tidings already ? ``

'' You 're never old news, my petty Darling River. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's exquisitely, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a contraband apparel, fitted, with some crazy cuts. Kind of like that Demi Moore dress from 20 years ago. And I grabbed a pair of squeamish heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's okey ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a geek. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a overnice necklace, too. `` You 'll want these, too. ``

We stashed everything in the landrover. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' Stop grin, daddy, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your plan, Daddy-man ? You going to take her to dinner ? Not many restaurant unfold right now ... ''

'' well, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' eccentric person. Ok, I 'll consider of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

- - -

We spent the rest of the day getting the Samuel Johnson sister and the professional brother situated. I let them have two solar board and a deep bicycle assault and battery so they could own lights and charge up assault and battery. We got them some intellectual nourishment and water, too.

Eventually, the remainder of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the landrover. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting showers and having a cocktail or two as we played some music telecasting on the TV. It was form of aplomb. At one pointedness, Erin dragged a megabucks into my computer room that included the dress and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her tits and said `` Do n't block about me, dad ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her pussy through her camo pant a small bit.

'' Ooooh pop ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the shower bath ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can savor it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the rampart, little squawk. banquet em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As common, she was n't wearing any bra or underwear. I undid her pants and yanked them down to expose her ass. I could see her cunt backtalk, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous piffling booby with my go away hand and with my right, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, Daddy ... yes ... impact me ... ''

While squeezing her tit laborious, I gently rubbed her cunt lips, feeling her moisture already, my hand spread them apart. I pinched her mamilla unvoiced and held on to it tightly, and slipped my finger up to her clit. I massaged her twat like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' Quiet child ... stoppage tranquilize ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just Daddy. Just Daddy feeling up his lilliputian girl ... His bad little daughter ... and her wet puss ... daddy likes her wet bitch ... yes ... he will lick it again soon ... yes dada likes her pussy ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, papa, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, pappa ... but do n't intercept ... fuck me anywhere I do n't care, dada ... even If you marry Lorrie, just fuck me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her puss harder, squishing around in all her pussy drippings. I grabbed her early tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a good girl ... you like me squeezing your mamilla ? ``

'' Yes Daddy ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the time. We shower together, and I pee on her tits in the shower. You should see us papa ... you should pee on her tits, too ... oh god ! shit shit diddly doodly-squat ! I 'm cumming papa cumming so near oh shit oh shit ! ``

Erin soaked my hand with her juice. I slipped my swamp middle fingerbreadth right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in social movement of me, to suck my fully raging stopcock. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet hand. She licked it clean and jerk of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might necessitate this later, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her trouser, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the lounge a few minutes later, nobody seemed to comment. I took my shower.

I came from my shower and met Erin again, who handed me a nice cold Coors Light.

'' fountainhead thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boys and little girl for dinner. You know, serve them out with their first meal and clobber. ``

Nice architectural plan, Erin ! What a in force young lady she is ...

'' Well, who 's going ? I 'm sort of beatnik, but I do n't know if I like the idea of us separating, especially at night. ``

accuracy was, Zach had been pretty calm lately, we seemed to consume killed most of them in town.
But I had to make it look good.

'' fountainhead, 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 good ! '' 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 quell with her. We need you up here to hang. ``

I thought about it for a few import, hoping to prepare it bet expert. `` Well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over programme and rules. I was n't too concerned, but I did n't want anything dazed to happen. And you can always count on Zach to ca-ca things stupid.

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We all said good day to each former as the group went to kill to call in the Masters and President Johnson Hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a piddling headache. Nothing grievous. I 'm going to rest in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to make us some dinner, I 'll send you in a home plate ? ``

'' Sounds good, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few minutes later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked great in her khaki short and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, unseasoned madam ? '' I made an overdone bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her in force sham southern accent. `` well are n't you just a love man ? I would have a go at it 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 sort, sir ! I would just be delighted ! I mean, after all, what kind of dinner outfit is one with profligate on it ? ``

We walked to my room, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on worldly concern did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not important. What is important is that dinner is in one hour, and I do n't want to see hide nor hair's-breadth of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footgear and shooed her out of the room. I had things to do !

Within the next time of day, I whipped up some freeze dried bitch stroganoff, canned corn, and honest-to-god Bisquick cookie ! Then I perked myself up a little, shaved, put on my upright shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty unspoilt, if I must say so.

In precisely one minute, Lorrie made her entrance. And what an entrance !

The attire, black. The figure, bare shoulder joint, with about one-inch strap that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's sizable segmentation. Tight around her belly, flowing over her coxa, and ending just above her knees. Her bare legs stretched down to her satin sinister stiletto 3 inch cad. Her full-bodied browned haircloth tumbled over her berm in its naturally wavy way. Just a little makeup to spotlight her oculus and some lip gloss to make her lips shiny.

I could n't utter. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a turn of events a few feet away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I look okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her helping hand clasped and her eyes shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. Good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so collide with ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little wafture at that full stop. `` serious night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' Well, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me flustered ! `` How about I escort you to the couch where we can have a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern emphasize again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the legal age for alcoholic beverages is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a pacification officer, I shall wrench myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the fluent necklace around her neck opening, my workforce lingering on her balmy skin. She put in the matching earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't reckon that this was ever potential again ! I feel like royal line or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her warm waist as she snuggled close. I made us some Grey bozo gimlets over ice. It 's a simple boozing, just vodka and Rose 's unslaked lime juice, but it 's honest and to the point.

We sipped our drink, told each former shady piffling tarradiddle, talked about old times. The thing was, she had a way of making me seem interesting. But it was n't forced, she seemed excite about what I had to say. She was either very unspoiled at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a home plate of food back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a cool down chardonnay. I find white wine to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me stories of near-misses with boys ; net ton of young man but most were scared of her or too stupe to sleep together what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your classes ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some worry prospects, for sure. And one professor who already promised me an'A'if I would sleep over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this shit came down ... '' She waved her script at the offensive outside world.

'' What about you, why is there no missus around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had worry remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the flop one, I guess. ``

'' And what bout now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any female problems right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your favorite ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to answer that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A gentleman does n't buss and tell. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her phonation trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an answer. But I was having a unvoiced prison term concentrating with all her tit flesh and cleavage poking through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest girl here. Prettiest daughter anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some practice I could be as unspoilt as her in bed, I 'm surely ! I 've watched mountain of video recording, and, ohmygod I should shut up ! I 'm so mortified ! ``

I stood up and held out my hand to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some indulgent euphony, this old 70s group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my hands to her waist as hers clasped around my neck opening. We swayed gently for a few moments, and I pulled her closer to me.

Her trunk melted into mine, her massive chest pressed into mine. Her hair smelled pleasant-tasting, some rosy shampoo. While everyone takes rain shower, usually we smell a footling rank as we 're working hard killing Zeds. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My cock began to twitch. And to fulfil up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a secondly sister. '' I had to gain in and correct my turncock as it was growing in an uncomfortable position. `` All better now. ``

'' You get, hard that fast ? I 'm sorry, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get hard very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our hip contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my script down her back, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my life story, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my cheek and lingered for a consequence. I turned slightly and met her lips with mine. Oh god, she was so soft and warm. She opened her sass slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each other. My compensate paw came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a couple of my fingers.

After a few moments, our lips parted. But I pressed my os frontale 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 hard, her oral fissure working me over. Her hot tongue licked my upper lip, then darted inside my sass. I tried to wrestle her tongue with mine as our passion increased. I grabbed both her ass cheeks wide on and grinded my cock into her. She responded with a little gasp, and then proceeded to suck my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The taradiddle of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me write this part of the tarradiddle. I was taking creative writing in schoolhouse when all of this went down and, so, I think the story needs my sense of touch. So yes, I was completely in puppy beloved with Michael at this decimal point. I was also a virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a penis inside me. I had had early thing, like Mom 's purple vibrator, her deoxyephedrine dildo, a cucumber, and some other assorted, um, 'items'inside me. But not a real penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in love with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this point and I was just retiring 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Christ 's interest. In those older days, I think he was like set up to collect mixer Security ! ( I 'm for certain he will be spanking me at about this point 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 high monetary standard. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the argumentation, 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 taradiddle of Wyatt Earp and his sidekick. It starred Kurt Russel as Wyatt, and had lots of other coolheaded people in it. But the rationality I 'm telling you this, is because this is the firstly time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to write his name and draw flowers around it. I used to write my gens and his epithet together, and I would spell 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill pageboy with hearts and flowers ! So you do n't know him ? He was Virgil Earp. Tall, slightly graying pilus, and THAT VOICE ! deep baritone, Texas accent, and his character was just a be intimate MAN about everything. He was also in specter passenger ( my second pet movie, behind Tombstone ) as the guy in the graveyard who tells Nicholas Cage what 's going on with everything. He did a gang of TV commercial message, including Ram Trucks for the last few years right up to the Zombie Crash.

I do n't jazz where he is now, but I 'm surely he 's in Texas doing just fine. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega press on some old movie actor.

Fast forward till now. We female child were on the run from the automaton, and we were losing masses left and right. You ca n't even envisage the terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained often about 'the crash'of civilization in this level. ) He was all set up there in his bunker imbibing coldness beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were near demise at every stair. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb a fence. I could feel hot blood running down my back and I could see the fear in everyone 's optic as we tried to see a family to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this theater, and then passing out. I have glimpse of thing from then on, but I 'm not sure if they are my actual memory or false ones since I 've heard the history so many times.

What I do recollect is waking up and not knowing what the fuck was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty often prevarication in a flowage 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 replete me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our lifespan at the very last potential here and now before we were all eaten alive. He had taken us to a secure place that had food, water, electricity, movies, artillery, Zea mays everta, and he was n't an bastard ! He patched me up and kept me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first gear time a little while ulterior that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the night before getting me some practice of medicine, and he was now training the girls in shooting skills so they could all wipe out zombies.

So here 's the scene : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a Lone-Star State accent ! Not real strong, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got jean on and some variety of army jumper on, and military-looking boots. His air, his demeanour, he was just ... well he was n't a slit, I can severalise you that ! His well-favoured nerve appeared bowl over about something, and yet he was pure sugariness and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a fingerbreadth around my ear, pushing my hair off my face and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the following span of days, while I 'm recovering, stories start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the daughter, and he 's got a big fucking rooster. So let 's recap. Big cock, fine-looking guy, tall, Lone-Star State accent mark, has his dickhead together, putting to death zombies without batting an eye, saves damsel in severe distress, the likes of musicals and retro tilt, is apparently skilful at pleasing the ladies, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 good things to one not-so-great affair. Fortunately, I 've had a life long love affair with my older Sam, so that one thing is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally head over heel, undercoat time in beloved with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was win over him that I was so much better than the 8 hot baby already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an bruise Virgo the Virgin like myself !

Things went along for a time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really require to look at me at times. Now, I do n't desire to seem like all stuck up and denounce, but I 'm reasonably damn cute. I was thinking it was maybe my boobs. Guys are so weird. They seem to like boobs, but if you 've got over-sized ones like I do, they just make fun of you or get all dullard or, I do n't be intimate what. I know there 's cat who think that 'more than a handful is a waste', and then there 's guys who just sleep together massive nipple. How do I know this while remaining a virgin ? mere ! I watch a lot of porn and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few details of their alone time together. I knew she was in love ( her Word, not mine ) but she also knew it was just kind of a offer ; Michael did n't seem to desire to get too attached at this decimal point. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guys, I would n't just settle down with one and secern the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. Late at night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could hear mom giving herself an orgasm. Squishy sounds in a small room, can only be one affair, ya roll in the hay ? Sometimes she would whisper his epithet. Then she 'd fall asleep. Of course, that got me very horny so then I 'd have to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingers in my cunt and disperse my climax around my stiff mammilla. Then, I lick them clean. I think it 's very sexy. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a minuscule twist. After I swallow down my juice, I like to just hug my boobs to my face, like soft warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my nipple more, but usually they just comfort me. almost night I drift off to catch some Z's that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'attention was to become a world-champion zombie killer. And so when my back healed I worked very operose and listened to everything he said and I got fucking good at it ! Erin is a respectable shooter than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the best of all the girls. My tools are, a Gerber mini-machete and a foresighted cougar pole. On the pole, we worked up a spike with kind of a `` Tee '' on it. The motion is, I use the pole to try and knock down the Zed, then cut his fucking psyche with the machete. If he 's really big and I ca n't pink him down, the rod at least keeps his arms off me while I hack them before I get to his stupid head.

I used to be sort of like a girly-girl, not very athletic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy concern outside my footling set of friends. In short, I was a narrow twit. But hey, we can all change !

Now, I feel bare if I do n't own my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel neural if I do n't also take in my perch 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 record the world, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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okey I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to compose about my showtime sexual experience with another someone, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's right, it 's his story and I 'm only a guest writer. Still, I just stood up and farted in his general direction, just to teach him a lesson.

So where were we ... Ah yes ! The terpsichore ! I did n't go to my Prom because Chris got the flu, so I always felt bad about missing that. And missing the after-prom activities ! But Chris was too shy and did n't know what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Jesus Savior you citizenry need to lull down.

So, Michael made us a light but wonderful dinner. Obviously, he did n't want us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the drunkenness, for sure. He was so kind, and sweet, and staring into my centre, when he asked me to dance I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our body touched. He traced the scrape on my back from my cervix down to my lower back. It was sexy, not stark, and it just reminded me that this heroic verse man saved my life on several social occasion now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could feel piddling inspiration in my pussy during dinner, but good Maker I was on fire when we started dancing ! His strong arms wrapped around me, his manly scent enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me tight, my tit 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 grueling. I 'm sure it was his shaft, but I thought it was in the middle between his legs, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a endorsement, baby. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his handwriting down his own drawers. `` All better now. ``

I was n't for sure what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of smut, the cocks were usually just hard ; I did n't know how long it took to go from soft to intemperate. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This fourth dimension, I could palpate all of his callosity pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that hard. sanctum damn ! My mamilla were severe, I can tell you that, and my pussy seemed to be on fire, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The awkward, mis-proportioned lady friend ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his cheek, then he turned and he met me with his back talk. Our tongues danced and time seemed to put up still. following thing I know both his hands are on my ass cheeks, and he 's pressing his hard rooster into my stomach. I moved a picayune sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a common slovenly woman. But I did n't give care, it felt so GOOD !

We kissed for several hour, lost in each others lips. His custody felt so good on my backside, squeezing hard, almost too intemperately but it not quite. My paw eventually drifted down his incline, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare skin for the for the first time metre. He did n't give an ounce of fat on him. I ran my deal up the front of his chest, feeling the configuration of his arduous venter and then the clotheshorse of his hard pectoralis. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice chest, Mr. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, little lady ! '' he responded. `` I do n't cerebrate you understand how unspoiled you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his arms like I was just a piece of paper ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' Wait, '' he said in surprisal. `` 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 peach. 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, muddy mouth. But this was n't the time for subtlety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the jeep can wait until tomorrow. '' He started towards his way, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too tired 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 soft light, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a nude man before ? In person, I mean ? ``

I shook my head, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my head, yes.

'' Okay, stay there, I 'll discase for you. ``

He unbuttoned his farseeing arm shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare breast. I could scarcely emit. He threw the shirt on the floor. Kicked off his place, then pulled his socks off.

'' Last chance ! '' he said as he stood there with his hands on the fly of his blue jean. `` You can still back out ! ``

In a slightly flitter voice, 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 back towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his pants, slowly, slowly exposing the crack of his laughingstock impudence. His ass was perfect. As he removed the trouser completely, I marveled at how the muscle in his wooden leg and butt flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his weapon outstretched a minuscule and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the face was a three-foot monster cock.

fountainhead, I was a Virgo the Virgin, think of ? It seemed like it was three foundation long. He told me later it 's about 8 column inch. All I know is that it was far expectant than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to decease of this affair, and wanting to devour it with my sassing and pussy.

lust won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my knee when I got there. I just breathed in his scent for a few present moment, solid, musky. My workforce on his thighs, I knew from the porno what I was supposed to do, but doing it for real is a different story. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's nice. ``

I began to make out with his cock, and my right deal came over to spellbind it. Savior ! The peel is so subdued, but underneath is so hard ! How is this potential ? And the skin moves around on the outside a little, fascinating ...

Gathering up my courage, I opened my mouth and covered his altogether tip with my lips. goodness god, my oral fissure was open almost as much as it could, and I only had about an inch inside ! How do those girls deep throat like in the movies ? But it felt so cool, so in effect, and then I had a salty mouthful in my sass. I pulled back and I could see this juice gook from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricant. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can savour 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 like it.

After a match minute, Michael helped me game up to standing.

'' sister, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this dress ? ``

He turned me around and undid the minuscule clasp in the rachis. After stepping out of my attire, he slid my underclothes off. The moment of trueness was coming, he was going to see my outsize boobs in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy shit ! '' Michael exclaimed when he turned me around.

'' Am I, '' I stammered. `` Am I ... okay ? ``

Michael held me and kissed me.

'' You 're the most gorgeous, sodding woman I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me hard again.

After a few moments, I broke the kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to lead off oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm for sure there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a episode of effect. And I want to do them all at some point. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't believe I was all tongue-tie. Usually they ca n't shut out me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to snog more ? Just tell me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just vamoose all the arousal and get to the fucking ? I 'm really gear up now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively distribute open. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weight on his arms. I could feel his cock bumping around down there, I opened my ramification as extensive as I could. He reached down to spot his rooster, and suddenly it was there at my entree. He rubbed it up and down my slit a few times, coating his cock with my juices. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` screw me. ``

His rooster inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never have imagined. He pressed his hard cock further into me, pulling it back out a small and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was null like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me foster than I thought potential. I could n't breathe for a moment.

'' That, my dear, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a second, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should have done more of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His glossa circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some pressure, ahh that 's better, gave me a little respiration room.

'' Bring your tit up, '' he told me. He was resting on his hands so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my sides, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my face, my nipples pointing right at him. He bent his heading down and kissed my depart tit, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning bolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my nipple to my slit. His warm mouth engulfed my hard nipple and he sucked it inside his back talk. As the electric discharge continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the other one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my nipples were almost touching each former, he tongued both of them frantically, first gear one and then the early. My pussy felt like it was on fire ! Suddenly, the slender aching down there was gone, replaced by a lovesome, arresting feeling.

Michael pulled his cock most of the way out. I was about to protest when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Jesus Christ, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could snap up his ass and force him into me. God it felt so screw good. I 've masturbated a few thousand clock time but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his whole system of weights on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in discharge control of me, I could n't move anything except my pelvic girdle, up and down to fulfill his CVA. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his cock impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God darn I loved it.

Each stroke he ground into my clit. Each stroke I moaned or grunted or made some kind of guttural, primal stochasticity. My cunt was stretched to it 's limit, but I did n't require him to stop, no fucking way. At some decimal point he reached for and found my left over tit. He molested it with his hand so very much that I cried out.

'' Sorry sister ! '' he panted.

'' Pull 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 stiff tit, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it palpate better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my nipple, then drew it in my sass and gently sucked it. I do this all the meter, but I always thought it was a little Weird to draw on your own dead body parts. I did n't think anyone else would mean it was ok.

He told me to carry onto that one while he brought my other tit up. I sucked on my left field while he sucked on my right. His roll in the hay had slowed, but he was doing these longsighted, powerful CVA now, slamming into my body. Into my womanhood. 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 hands and started REALLY fucking me flying and hard. I pinched and squeezed my teat and breast as best I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the spot as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his speed, I felt that wonderful sense datum developing in my pussy. My orgasm, it 's nearby. It 's on it 's way, it 's building up.

'' Michael, '' I panted. `` I 'm going to, I 'm going to cum soon. ``

From then on it was a bit of a blur. Michael told me later I just panted the word 'Fuck'about a thousand times, with the casual 'Fuck me daddy'thrown in just for fun. As my climax neared, I arched my rachis and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my orgasm exploded throughout my body. As my slit 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 breathe, I could n't talk, I could n't motivate, I was just a bunch of raw pleasance heart reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful cock. moving ridge of cum cramp involuntarily wracked my dead body. I remember hearing a woman groaning and moaning, only to understand it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both hands and lifted my snatch up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his middle finger right up my asshole. It felt grotesque. From watching porn, anal sex always looked interesting, but also very scary and something I could never see myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't look all that far-fetched.

With a shout of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his peter expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this fantastic hot tone in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippy than before. His stopcock trembled many times, and I clenched hard right-hand back at him, squeezing as pissed as I could. Yes I was a Virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my hero, my replacement daddy, had fucked me and cum in my slit. I was well-chosen beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his skin covered in a light sweat. His iron peter seemed to have shrunk a fiddling, or else I was so debase, I could n't narrate. He kissed me a piffling, stroked my face with his fingers, 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 wrap off me, I started to detest that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.

'' hire 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 awful and this was fantastic and holy tinker's dam I ca n't believe it ... ''

'' It was good, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was marvellous for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Jesus ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guys out. ``

Oh yeah, good estimation. He probably should n't have cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a torrent of lily-white cum poured out of me onto him, covering his peter, chunk, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! Good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't interest, I 'll make clean it up. ``

With only a little hesitation, I licked up the first gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't care it ? The first preference was okay, salty, thick, kinda Weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also taste slit succus, how eff cool is that ! Our juice were assorted together ! And, it was fine. In fact, it was skilful. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk dish antenna, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard rooster, he showed me how to spellbind it at the fundament and push towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal tube. Mmmmm, more cum rightfield 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 little tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to throw 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 little hungry. I put on his dress shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the buttons just to keep it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his room towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guys ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her little kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too short for her and did n't pass over up much on top, either. Her cheek looked a fiddling flushed, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a instant ! '' she said as she grabbed some cookie from a package. She glanced at Michael, who stood there sodding naked with a gleaming half-hard cock, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that trivial tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few days ago, had variety of given him up so that I could be with him. The only living stud within who knows how many miles, and who can fuck like a booster, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her punishing. 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 fantastic. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you give us a couple arcminute ? I 'll institute back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass work as he walked.

'' dearest ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. Tears of joy and happiness, but she did n't make out that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't have to pass on 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 dear, I just wanted you to have a shot at some happiness. With things the way they are, who knows what 's going to happen today, tomorrow, following week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're happy, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hair, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so easy and Mommy-like, it was courteous to hold on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my bally God yes. You would n't believe how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would believe how aphrodisiac he is ! ``

We chatted a little bit about sexy things and Michael, and then I asked her something that was bothering me.

'' So Mom. Uh. Anal sex. I um, I want to do it. Tonight. I want to turn over him everything. But, how do you, um, get ready ? I mean we do n't have any Astroglide like you use at home ... ''

'' What do you have in mind ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a lilliputian slattern ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty unspoiled spank.

'' wellspring, the truth is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' fountainhead, dearie. I 'm a little older, and when women get older they do n't always lubricate as much as they used to. I 'm for certain, for you, that your pussy juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough pussy juice ! ``

'' Just twat juice ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no doctors, you know. '' The trueness was, I really wanted to get coffin nail fucked but I was scared to death of Michael 's big stopcock in there. But I knew some of the other fille took him, so I had to be at least as ripe as they were at it.
'' Well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for Heaven 's saki. Lean up against the counter. Goddamn kids these days I swear to God, ca n't figure anything out. Go on, spread your pegleg, yes like that. ``

Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.

'' Mom ! '' I gasped.

She easily slipped two fingers inside me as far as they would go, then she finger fucked me for about thirty second or so. I could feel my arousal construction, and I could feel my juice starting to flow again.

'' See ? So you get your finger as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her digit and then rubbed my prick, depositing my juices on it. She repeated that again, only this time she pressed a unmarried finger's breadth inside my ass a little bit.

'' okey so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow. I mean, He has to go slow. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my butt. It felt wonderful. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass buttock. `` He should also use some saliva, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spit onto my asshole. Her finger continued to fuck my butt as her other hand rubbed my pussy. Then she pulled her finger out my butt, but instantly I could feel TWO fingers pressing against my backdoor. Oh diddly-squat !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan line had just entered me, when in fact two fingerbreadth were n't even half as long or one-half as full as Michael 's cock. I do n't know how this is going to work. I 'll never be able to fit his peter back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my forefront, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to finger love both of my holes as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

'' fountainhead, in her eternal quest to please you, this little lady wants to prepare herself for an anal fucking from you. Knowing how big your pecker is, I figured I better get her gear up, somewhat, at to the lowest degree. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my breast as it hung down. His previously limpish cock was now at total aid again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I facilitate with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to state her that a tongue is expert to help out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his foreland to one side and thought for a moment. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much Sir Thomas More experience getting butt-fucked than I do. evince me how it should be done. ``

With feigned disgust, Mom withdrew her finger from my ass and proceeded to bend down and plant life her side between my face. I jumped just a bit as her hot tongue probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand years did I think my mom would one day be licking my asshole, or that I would want her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to massage my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, continue going. you 're doing great. salt lick Lorrie 's asshole like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could feel pussy juice running down my leg. `` Guys ! '' I said. `` I ca n't stand here like this much foresightful. ``

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 juices will just run into her tush. Gayle, you work her pussy and I 'll work on these pap. We will get you juicy, do n't vex, babe. ``

True to his word, Michael started working very hard on my right tit. Squeezing, kneading, mashing, kissing, licking, all kind of at once.

Mom put two digit back up inside my snatch and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my succus. Her thumb rubbed on my clit. together with the twinkle coming from my nipples, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very warm and aristocratical concern my clit. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that thing on my button, it had to be a knife. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my cunt, my cunt. She thrust three or four fingers, or maybe her whole paw inside my kitty as she licked my lips and clit, now finger fucking me immobile and hard.

Michael decided that this was the time he should slap my titmouse. 'Increases the blood current', he said. As he gripped my tit where the skin rose from my bureau, the end of my tit and the nipple were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at world-class, but each one got a little harder, made a short to a greater extent noise.

Mom pulled out her hand from my cunt, and forced it against my now soaked butt end mess. Her digit went in a little, then she pulled them back.

Each time Mom rammed her fingerbreadth into my butt, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to cream my pussy and they both assaulted my mammilla and ass, I came in about two minutes.

Pussy juice flowed out of me, I could feel it running out of my slit and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's make, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my branch. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvis baffle 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.

'' okay, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His cock question pressed into my ass, and I felt it kind of 'plop'into me as his mushroom-shaped cloud point gained access. I stiffened from the sensation. Again, I felt like he was going to pluck me apart with his cock.

'' well-heeled please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to study him inside me. He must fuck my ass. All the other girls are doing it. And if they are n't, well too bad. I need to be the one giving him what he needs.

Mom bent down to my face and told me to relax, it will be amercement. Then she kissed me for a minute on the lips, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my sanies and forced her way in so she could lick my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's lingua on my clitoris while Michael slowly fucked my ass minuscule by little. Going deeper. Into the bad shoes. With my Mom licking my pussy. Are you kidding me ? My idea was spinning in circle as crazy thoughts went through my head. Mom 's licking my cunt ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't scare me. In fact I want to. And I want to suck her titty, and for her to suck mine, and I want everyone to suck my breast. And I want 20 guy cable to put up in a lap around me and jerk off on me and cover me in cum, and Mom can bat it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT FUCK ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inch inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Good Shepherd Jesus I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her head bashed a little, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered brim. God, I taste good. I thought. I 'm such a strumpet, I also thought. Mom reached back down and finger fucked me in time with Michael 's accident. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in rut. speechmaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you cease for a second gear. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, bonk me doggie style. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely hollow feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a here and now, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' child, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulus for this. Tell you what, I 'll lay down on my book binding, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your head down there. This way I can figure out your puss while he fucks your ass. You 'll be fine this way. ``

OK Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her headway as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot tongue inside my pussy brim and on my clit as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be ticket. ``

Michael worked his way in between my legs and Mom 's shoulder joint and arms, and got ready again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a arcminute or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's hammer, I just know that I was feeling a little lonely just sitting here on all tetrad with aught to do. Suddenly, Mom 's lip was back on my slit and Michael 's pecker was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my fucking god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your back ! His shaft slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so full, so filled up, so concluded. With Mom licking my cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an rhapsodic state. My weapon and legs lost control, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my twat hard into Mom 's face. I do n't know how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My facial expression landed decent in Mom 's bare kitty. Her foolhardy fragrance wafted in my nose, her juicy back talk covered my cheeks. Without any prior history of touching a girl, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her lips, sucked her clit, buried my brass between her folds, smearing her juices all over my face. I ate my Mom 's pussy with ended abandon.

Somewhere in the heart of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yelp and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my other cheek even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to give up ? '' He teased.

I turned to look at him. All sweaty from head to toe, his muscles gleaming in the light, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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Okay, enough is enough. Lorrie, you write like a girl. Too a good deal of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a twosome of professional gay woman. Lorrie 's ass was so sloshed, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of course, but you could see a little, well it was fucking awesome. This was improve than any reverie I could give birth concocted.

I thought the only matter to make this beneficial was a little ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each smacking echoed in my little way, and each slap was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to seem at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's cunt juices, her hair's-breadth stringy with sweat, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to gaze into my eyes, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her head jerked but she held my regard, until finally she slumped back down on top of mom like a rag doll.

I fucked her backbreaking for a few to a greater extent cam stroke, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In seconds, I came too. With a fury, my cock trembled and shook and I emptied my raging spermatozoan recondite inside my baby girl 's ass. Wave after wave, dig after shot, I finally finished cumming after almost a second. My cock was physically exhaust, I could palpate it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscleman after running a foresighted way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a overnice surprise.

From her gaping asshole, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting mouth. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her mouth closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her rear. Then Gayle bent down and, with her paw, opened Lorrie 's mouth. Gayle slowly opened her own sassing, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her mouth into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum glob for a few second before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a long time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, dead spent. My shaft lay there like a dead soldier, or more like a complaining soldier. 'No more, let me reside !'it seemed to say. Hey little buddy, it was deserving it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

meter drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their warm boobs against me and draping their legs over voice of me. I mentioned water again, because I never got any the kickoff time. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two spectacles for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. Threesomes can be difficult sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt feelings. Mix in some Mother/Daughter stuff, and I did n't live 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 dependable. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to kiss her mom on the lips, dragging a big fucking tit right field in my expression. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okay. Tired, but a trade good tired. I ca n't conceive what we did, what I did. Thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the bang-up night of my life. ``

They both squeezed me tight. We drifted off to kip, each tired and live up to and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radiocommunication blared. `` Michael ! assistance ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my warm slumber with my two babe, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a c zombie at least ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! advert on ! ``

The girlfriend were already moving. `` good gear, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the jeep ! ''

Sounded like the Irish bull was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm protectors, shinbone guards, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to main street, weapon system hot and ready to go. In maliciousness of the danger, there were a few smirky looks passed back and Forth River, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to battle, but the fucking sure was fun finally dark ! ``

I rounded the corner a few one hundred yards from hardware storehouse, where everybody was holed up. zombie crowded around the presence doorway. Yeah, at least a one hundred. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a drop-off in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't want to just take them. Then they 'll pour us. This is like some form of tinker's dam herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our multitude were trapped, but not in quick danger. Zed had forced them into a sleeping room, which was holding inviolable. Erin had climbed out the window onto the facade roof.

right hand by us, adjacent to passel Realty, was Jim 's Fix It Shop. I looked in the window and saw a bunch of tools and recrudesce TVs and early shit. And wire. Spools of wire. I can do something with this ! The Dynamic Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the store and got the reel. Zed was meddling making noise down the street, they did n't learn me.

'' song Erin, secern her to keep it up, keep their attention. ``

I had Gayle drive us closer, about 75 K from the nearest Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my last mag. I 'll just wave at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, Sooner would be better ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, engine idle, ready to roll. I mean, high-risk came to pip, we could just motor into a few of them, then drive around townspeople as they followed us. Spread them out some so we could engage them a few at a prison term. But I wanted to try this wire thing first.

I undid some wire and wrapped it around the nearest street lamp. With pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the ground. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a streetlight on that slope, also about a foot off the ground and as tight as I could score it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the adjacent street lamp about one C metrical foot away, and tied another musical composition of wire across the street about a foot high. Did that four Sir Thomas More times.We checked around, no Zeds had snuck up behind us from the main road. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the jeep 's horn.

Instantly, about half the streetwalkers turned to face at us. fluff the horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' Ladies, be ready if this does n't do work. '' I was pretty scare away, actually. If this did n't mould, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't acknowledge if we could hold off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The first Zachs got to the wire, Foomp ! Down they went ! The Tripwire was working ! They just kept falling over each former ! Dumbasses ! As they spread out in the confusion, a few went outside the pole and the conducting wire, but then those guy wire zeroed in on us in the middle of the street and hit the side by side wire. John L. H. Down went those guys !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. balance wheel and coordination are not his thing. Depending on their term, it can get hold of 30 mo, a arcminute, even more for them to get unsloped again. Those that did, fell down on the next wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick antics. After a couple minutes, with still a yoke wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to play them. We had our AR-15s slung on our dorsum, I had my impale Crovel and Lorrie had her long poker stick.

'' I got the initiative one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this drained guys head. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's halt close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't require 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 air pressure reduced on our citizenry in the building ; they staged a homicidal breakout and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his utterly head, making sure he was re-dead.
Well, the spirit was fucking atrocious. And now we had 147 dead bozo in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boys, James Wyatt and Henry Morgan, looked a little sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained J. P. Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music survive night. 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 guys started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the morning ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this daybreak, they crashed through the methamphetamine door, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a room, all we had was my shooting iron, radio, and my six magazines. ``

'' What did you use to break out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the piece of furniture, got some good boards. Erin shot the first few, then we beat the rest down until we could get our weapons. ``

I was variety of pissed at them for getting themselves into trouble. But I was also pretty ingrain. 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 arrive take a look. I read about the ruck a few Clarence Day ago. When Zed has no stimulus, he just kind of viewpoint there. Then a shuttlecock fly by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of wad. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a determination. He does n't want to neglect out on the action so he follows him. Zena sees two of her friends charging ahead and says yeah baby, I 'm with ya ! following thing you know, 147 bushed dumbass are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't stop now !

Well the Tripwire worked, got ta do to a greater extent of that. We got ta get our defending team up. We ca n't just birth these cat storming our town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the residual of the day cleaning up. The early remaining townsfolk came out to help, too. Picking up dead Zeds is strong work. We dragged them all about a quarter mile down main street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the trucking and dragging, word got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that Momma Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some hurt feelings, too. Some of the girlfriend were thinking I was off the market and were jealous.

We broke for lunch. As we munched down Dennison 's chili, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a picayune hurt, after all, Erin helped arrange this wholly thing ! Now she seemed a trivial pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really have any rule right now. Except for the mark rule, which is if you are a scourge to me and us then you get to leave. But, well, normal lodge has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty complimentary right now. I mean, yeah, we have things to do, but we can also do what we want. To some extent, anyway.

'' So, yeah, I love Lorrie. And I love Gayle. And Erin. And Kaitlyn, Payton, Tina, Lizzy, Kristin. I love all of you. Morgan and Wyat, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the love stage yet. '' They made mirthful gestures of wiping their brows in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, chill out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

people seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said early on, I needed to learn my step with these girls, or they may all grow on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to lick. `` Nice words. ``

'' Yeah rightfulness, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the girlfriend ? It 's okay. I just want to acknowledge. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the actual existence, you would be my telephone number fille of all sentence. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are difficult fourth dimension and we ca n't give to throw everyone pissed at each other right now ... ''

I grabbed a pair of dead feet, Lorrie grabbed his hands. We swung him up into a roulette wheel barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your balls. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to stimulate to a greater extent sex with you. A lot More. I am in beloved with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to work out an system here. I 'll think about it. ``

okey, I thought, guess on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cerise. I 'd take up your turncock right now, except it
probably has zombie muck 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 drop off you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an idea for tonight, though, Big pappa. You might like it. ``

She was proper, I did care it.

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Chapter 14 - Group Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my the great unwashed together.

'' Hey guys, good piece of work today. Let 's get cleaned up for an former dinner party up at the household. Then I want to have a strategy seance, we got ta do something so this does n't fall out again. '' We piled into the trucks and headed up the hill to my shack.

After we all got clean and shiny, we had a nice meal of canned spaghetti and meatballs, green beans, and pears. Ok, so it was n't all that nice. But it filled us up and did n't deal foresightful to make, so that was commodity enough.

'' Ok ethnic music, '' I began. `` We need a rampart. I propose we start with the motorcar in townspeople. There 's ... what, a yoke hundred houses here, and only about 15 occupied. Let 's carry the cars from the rest of them, crinkle them nose to tail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our little vale to the other end. That way, the zombies will probably descend into the ditch, and we can help with that too, and then they wo n't be able to climb the ditch because cable car will be there on the top edge. We 'll pass on an opening, and use a big motortruck or bus or something as the logic gate. We 've got ta drain all fluids from the railway car and pull through them in barrels. bring out the bombardment, kindling wires and stuff and nonsense, anything useful. That should take several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that little welding shop down south, see if that guy is alert and help him out. We need him. When we went past him lastly clip, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big programme is to build the 'Sanchez Pit of Death'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the credit, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll call for to go about 40 mile north and see what 's up with the truck stop there before someone else gets to it. Trucks have in mind stuff and nonsense, hopefully food, and god knows what else. Trucks also mean shipping containers. We need those to build incline for the Michael Assat Pit. And we can use vacuous trailers to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another duo hours, working out the details of the car rampart. That was the most authoritative thing. We did n't feel like leaving the townsfolk without having it be secure so that when we returned the town would not be full of Zombies. We also assigned multitude to specific job. Gayle and Lorrie would spend at least 2 hours a day learning herb tea practice of medicine and old-fashioned doctoring. Erin would turn our armory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top shape. Tina and Payton were to become farm specialists so that seed spring we would be ready. The couples of Masters and Johnsons would work on fortifying the rampart, building watchtowers, and any former physical certificate matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinks. It was in effect to make relaxed, knowing we had a architectural plan for our security.

After a yoke to a greater extent hours, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big declaration we had agreed on.

'' I have a big announcement ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a Porno on the living room TV ! ``

Most people laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm good ! I 'm going to my room for 15 proceedings for some last minute cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch some dingy movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to join. If you do n't require to, that 's fine, no worries. Maybe just ride out 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 ready to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my room, you could see a pin drop.

I turned on my melodic line box so I would n't take heed any conversations or bitching or moaning or crying. Then I proceeded to brush my dentition, do some terminal cleaning and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a television was tough. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old schoolhouse. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a yoke of sweat bloomers commando flair, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the picture show, nobody 's here. Really ? Nobody ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll catch it anyway. I started searching through the server to get the flick up. Just as I got it going, I heard a girl 's voice shout out from the back :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attending. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... March ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the metre. Erin, the Little tiger, is the team loss leader. She called out as they marched out, undivided file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the leatherneck !

Out came the sorriest looking squad I ever saw. Also, the sexy. Erin called out the measure call and the police squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sense in lookin down )
Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! ( Ai n't no zombie spirit on the ground ! )
Killin living dead all day long ! ( Killin Zombies all day long ! )
Gon na take in me big and potent ! ( Gon na spend a penny me big and substantial ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Am I, killing warm ? ( You 're mightily ! )
Sound off ! ( 1,2 ! )
Sound off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to continue a directly expression. This was so cool !

The troop was now arrayed in straw man of me. For review, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All flock present and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, Sergeant ! Was there, uh, a problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' Supply issue sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a nice camo baseball hat, and one of my camouflage shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the front man. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her lovely small boobs.

'' Dress that line of merchandise, police sergeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a nice squeeze on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandana wrapped around her straits, a skillful white push-up bra which accentuated her substantial tits, and fight boots.

'' Pants, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that olfactory sensation ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' Well, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the next girl, Lorrie, who had on a camo T-shirt. That was it. And the jersey looked like it was having a hard time as it had a few strategical rips in it. Lorrie looked at me and smiled.

'' Soldier ! '' I mock-yelled. `` Are you eye-balling me ? ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' You ca n't do that ! ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' Drop down and feed me twenty ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 suck ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my lather, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard cock completely in her mouth. She got a few cerebrovascular accident in before it got too big for her. By the sentence she got to 20, I was at replete attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your report ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a black thong and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a string around her cervix, resting comfortably between her red-hot boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't have a news report ? ``

'' Drop and reach me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not real imaginative, not a big talker. But she 's a hard worker and she fucks like a racehorse. Jesus, I thought. And a good cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the squad called out in unison.

'' rachis in line, private ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and Wyatt were handcuffed together. James Wyatt had on pants, which was good. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' Fair enough. Prisoner Wyatt, drop and give me ... no wait, impart her 20 ! ``

Wyatt eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's pussy. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to consider ... alright you 're done. attending ! '' Wyatt got up, his back talk and mentum glistening.

'' Nurse ! '' I said to the adjacent person, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her haircloth. She also had a two-inch wide bandage wrapped around her chest at the mammilla line. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' stair Forward ! '' Nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look level-headed, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just sustain this for pinch, sir ! It 's my first aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' bend forward ! '' I commanded. `` Stop ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, au naturel ass, 10 times. Not that strong, but her face got a trivial pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I take another ? ``

Well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I induce another ? ``

'' Do n't be greedy, Nurse ! ``

I moved down the line to Kristin and Henry Morgan. She had a dog collar around her cervix, with a range of mountains held by Morgan. Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very small-scale in her long sleeve regular army T-shirt.

'' Let me guess ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' J. P. Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him think, Sir ! ``

'' That 's what I thought. Better give him 20, though. Now ! ``

She eagerly ate his dick up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the group called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. Stop. Knock it off ! '' I yanked on her chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a lucky sumbitch, Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had makeup on, and was fully dressed in a aphrodisiacal way ; nice whitened blouse, blind drunk melanize skirt, total darkness fishnets, gamey heels. Damn if she was n't the sexiest one here. wellspring, excepting my Lorrie, of course ! She was also the lone one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' Private Tina ! You look ... prodigious. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious contestant ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class hooker, Sir ! I want to get fucked ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did nigh everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at rest. troops, '' I began. `` You 've all passed review. leisure time sentence starts in 5 minutes. Those who want to be useful will make me a drink. sergeant-at-law, dismiss the squad. ``

'' squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premiss at 0800 tomorrow for employment detail ! Consume accordingly. Any malingerers will be frivol away ! 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 proceedings earlier to strip up, had myself all squeamish and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV Remote when Lorrie came up with a couple of drinks.

'' Gimlet ? '' she asked.

'' My favorite, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat next to me. Sort of. She was more like sitting on me. Her business firm tits pressed into my arm and pectus. I took about 4 gulps of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with beverage and everyone mingled for a few mo. cypher really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's estimate, and we were n't coming through. I downed the rest of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to business ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the lounge, then I slid down onto the floor. Spreading her ramification, I began to lick and snog my way up her knees, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and Momma Gayle sat on the put succeeding to Lorrie. It was kind of funny. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these girls. Many had lost their families, had seen demise conclusion up, were n't sure about the future, all that. So Gayle spent many a night hugging one of the girls as we watched a show on the tube.

So, this was n't any dissimilar, except now Momma Gayle was completely naked and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at Momma 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thighs as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my prize. Lorrie 's helping hand naturally went to her tits, she massaged them lazily through her T-shirt. I could smell happy niggling aromas inspiration in figurehead of me.

Suddenly, my back was covered in warmth, Kaitlyn laid her soft dope on my back. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my dick and musket ball. Oh god, that 's prissy. Always nice to feature someone lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my lips across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her clean-shaven outer domain. God I was in promised land, and I wanted this to be trade good for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my men, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to watch her eye. But they were closed in ecstasy. I felt her heating system on my glossa as I continued to explore her outside. As I passed over her porta, the passion intensified. I pressed my tongue down into there ... it was like licking a vent ! Her boiling hot fair sex lava covered my glossa in grand flavors.

I swallowed some of her succus down, mmm Heaven. I looked up at her again, she was looking down lazily at me, almost like she was dreaming. She leaned forward an pulled off her t-shirt, thank god. I needed to see those tits ! My leave behind manus went up to force them while I licked my thumb and forefinger to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her purulence and circled around her clitoris with my natural language as my redress hand began to bait her pussy and ass with my digit. Her juices quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my spit lightly on her clit, feeling the hard fiddling nub under me. I sped up a little and added some pressure, varying my road as I tongue lashed her full cunt. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

mortal tapped me on the shoulder. I turned my head.

'' My turn ! '' Erin exclaimed.

'' Um ... '' I struggled. `` Not just yet. I need to do this, ok Little Tiger ? '' I kissed her on her lips, and she licked and sucked me clean of Lorrie 's accumulated juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's titty. I dove back in and natural language fucked her pussy. Back and Forth River with my rigid tongue inside her steamer golf hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a brace transactions of that, I slid a finger's breadth up inside her as I worked my mouth up towards her rock surd little clit. low, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some good pressure. The I gave it a few glancing punch, drawing moan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my glossa firmly against her clit.

For the next ... I do n't know how many minutes ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her 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 stream of secernment, swallowing as respectable I could, but I really did n't want to let her go. I slipped more finger inside her hot golf hole, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her hard while continuing to molest her button. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my head between her thighs, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed blooming murder as her orgasm ripped through her cunt and bed cover throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me stop after about a minute.

'' dad ! '' she gasped, barely capable to breathe. `` I ca n't ... Daddy I ca n't take it anymore ... Daddy ... ''

Haha ! No ass way. I held on and continued to lap up and blow her clitoris. Lorrie 's orgasm continued, rising and falling with my fastness and pressure, balancing on the sharpness of the falls, and then plummeting over the edge. Only to be on another border, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a twain minutes of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the utmost 15 minutes, I had no estimate what was going on. I gathered that the great unwashed were doing some aphrodisiacal matter, but they had all stopped in the lastly 5 minute due to the total of disturbance Lorrie made ! They gave me a dainty round of hand clapping as I rose from between her stage. I waved to the crowd, tipped my complex number hat, then fell into the arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, retentive and rich, her natural language totally engaged with mine. I felt good to rest a little, my jaw was a bit hackneyed !

I sat back on the cast and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) Virgo the Virgin, grasped my strict cock in both work force and began stroking me. Her blondish hair blocked my prospect, but I could find her hot lip finalize onto my peter as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on Lorries lovely, rigid nipples. These baby were huge right hand now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a problem ! Tina impaled her loaded puss with my turncock, at finally, and finally I had fucked all the womanhood here !

Looking around, mum Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her bosom while Kaitlyn licked her smooth cunt. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the Masters boy, while her baby Kristin and Lorrie looked on with serious lecherousness in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending push button flying and her tits bouncing. Her perky niggling miss were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my peter. Her blotto snatch clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her longsighted orgasm, I guess a cock in her pussy and in her ass felt pretty good ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's face, surprising everyone with the amount of money of juices emanating from within.

Morgan pulled his cock from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' adjacent ! '' he called out with his and his brother 's knockout dick at wide attention.

Kristin shook her psyche. I guess the ass was n't her matter. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boy positioned her over Wyatt 's cock, and then John Pierpont Morgan moved up to fuck her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous mammilla in my face. I sucked them for a dyad minutes, then got up and mounted her from behind. Her cunt accepted my big tool, no query asked. Not quite as loaded as a teenage miss, she still felt mythic. I gave her a serious fucking, slamming her into the lounge. Payton rested her face on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean of all those juices. I rammed my turncock back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in ecstasy from her double-fucking. I do n't know how those Masters boys were holding off and not cumming, but good for them !

'' Anyone else ? '' asked Morgan.

Lorrie looked at me shyly, pleadingly.

'' Go get 'em, sweetie ! '' I said.


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Chapter 15. Lorrie 's Story, region 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 hand and helped me lower myself onto John Pierpont Morgan 's cock. Sir Thomas Wyatt stood by with his cock standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his brother 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No kissing, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can bed and give suck, but no snuggling. Sure, I 'm down !

Somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in town. finger's breadth probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something Brobdingnagian pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyatt ! I gritted my teeth as he entered my butt. Jesus of Nazareth 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 Morgan, both he and Sir Thomas Wyatt squeezed my tits hard. But Savior, I was filled up. I pretty very much went limp as they pumped my pussy and ass. I could n't even believe about gripping a prick or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next affair I know, something big and voiced and knockout and wet was forcing it 's way into my oral cavity. I guess Michael could n't stand it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three golf hole filled ! I could taste mortal 's cunt on Michael 's cock. My creative thinker drifted, overwhelmed with sex as cocks tried to get deeper and profoundly into me. My cunt was on firing, my ass felt great, and I could barely breathe as Michael 's huge shaft fucked my face.

John Pierpont Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the Brother. He told me later he did n't require them cumming inside me, that was his job. daughter flocked to the two son as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the level and forced his way in between my branch, and he shoved his rooster right up all the way inside my cunt. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that hurt for a moment. It was like he hit prat, I do n't be intimate. His stopcock was so thickly, even though it was only one it felt almost the same as having two at bottom me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My head swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My orgasm built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to grind my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge peter swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the terminus ad quem. I begun cumming as I felt his germ shoot into me. It felt SO poise having his putz flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My pussy clenched him back as my Charles Herbert Best ever orgasm swept through me. He ate me out about 15 second earlier, that was my adept climax. But this one, even better. It just would n't check. We continued to kiss as our mutual orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` infant, get off me so I can get these guys out of me ! '' I loved the taste of his sperm 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 small pleasure ripples through my entire pussy. I held him as close and as concentrated as I could. I loved him so much.

Getting double up fucked was great, but ... it 's nothing like this. Basking in the after glow with your man.

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Early the following morning, Michael 's lookout started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' shtup me again, baby '' I half-moaned. I checked my pussy, still a bit dull. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my other hand. I got ta get some juice going !

'' baby, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't have time to do you justice -- ''

'' Come on, Daddy ! '' piped in Mom. `` Give her a quickie ! ``

Mom grabbed his stopcock and slobbered all over it for a minute. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my ramification, and my pussy throbbed the instant he entered me. My clitoris was still swollen from last night.

Michael locked his arms and rested on them, so he could calculate at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it right there.

'' the Nazarene fucking Christ ! You two ! You 're fucking strumpet ! ! ``

His shaft expanded in me as he filled me with his cum. He came down on top of me, all three of us kissing. Finally, he got up.

'' Come on you guys, big day ! '' Oh yeah, we 're supposed to progress a bulwark, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` seminal fluid here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard cock. His salty cum tasted great, merge in with my cunt succus. The sight was apparently too a good deal for him, mom and girl licking his cock. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't perform all that well. But that was n't the case with Michael.

'' nookie Mom, and give her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's pussy as he went back to his way to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to placement this car along the ditch. flavour, I 'm not so well at backing up, ok ? I rolled the pudding head Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this system of rules where some of us moved gondola, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during fight training, all programme go out the windowpane when the first barb is fired. Well, the first dead reckoning, in this pillowcase, 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 debate over one of the other machine that was owned by a perfectly person.

It seems that both of these old guys were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. Well they got into a fight about which of these Guy should get her car. See, Michael had said we should celebrate any 4-wheel thrust vehicles, any Priuses or other crossbreed, any vans, and maybe a couple of flying cable car if we found any. And we let the living folks keep whatever cars they had. But we needed the sleep for the wall.

So gentlewoman Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le sabre. It had some huge engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to hold open it. The controversy 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 Ithiel Town and ram it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was very well, right up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the shot came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the despicable multitude I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was More of a glancing blow and my Lacrosse helmet blocked most of it. I was n't knocked unconscious mind, but, as they say, I got my `` bell rung ''. Two guy rope grabbed me, tied up my hands with those plastic zip-tie things, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their truck they had hidden behind some tree. They jammed me between the two of them in the front seat. Jesus Christ I had a head ache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't seem to give birth 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, oily hair and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking fateful guy, did n't search as bad, but still pretty soil and grimy.

'' piece of tail you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' fountainhead, is n't that gracious. Fuck-you, it 's nice to fulfil you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy teeth and greasy face.

'' Redeemer ! '' I said. `` Do n't you guys bath ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? Rape me, for sure. Then kill me ? Do n't kill me now, I 'm in lovemaking !

'' FUCK ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about 20 minutes up the route, the altogether prison term he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the thing 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 heater and stuff on a vest while Tom did n't have anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the all thing here.

We slowed down at a turnoff for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big Trento says you can pee. '' But Tom slowed down.

'' I 'm going to pee in your motortruck right now if you do n't let me out. ``

Tom stopped the motortruck, right at the crossroads. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trent is about the truck. ``

'' Shut up slave ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the dead reckoning, not you ! ``

muteness for a moment.

'' I 'll let you follow '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me unloose or I 'll fall over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her wanton, slaveboy, and watch her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me unloosen, and I stood there for a moment. I could see Robbie had a hard on from rubbing my bosom and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my direction. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my hair and posed a slight, letting my recollective hair fly in the breeze. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a bush. Perfect.

'' come on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my army pants, pulled them down and discover my naked pussy to this bally dickhead. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squat, and ... nothing, at first. Finally, I closed my optic and tried to relax, and then I let it fly. The real trick was not to get it on my pants. Robbie stood fascinated. motherfucker. He undid his fly and began stroking his hard little cock. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't remark the size of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't move ! Do n't make me shoot you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't shoot her, you 're not supposed to even touch her or Trent River will kill you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the early hand. Damn handgun bag on the AR, they let you shoot down one handed if you want.

'' Pull up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and shot his load onto my tits and bra.

'' Alright, come on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my drawers up. My t-shirt soaked in various places through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and stuffed me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot swelled than our little one. We stopped after a couple minutes near a gigantic striptease plaza that had a Walmart in it. A large pirate flag flew from the top. The big store had C of necros around it.

'' Home, afters menage ! '' announced Robbie.

'' come on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my hamper and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the roof of the slip plaza. From there we walked a brace hundred yards til we got to the Walmart ceiling. There were about 6 or 8 armed Guy up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombi spirit trying to get in down below. These guy wire 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 rachis, down to the storage room of the Walmart. They led me through to the main floor, some light filtered down from the skylights but the lights were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, honest-to-god, perched up on these exhibit cases, sitting in an slow chair like he was a B. B. King on a throne. A defenseless woman kneeled future to him, she casually stroked his beefy pegleg. A twosome guys stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift steps. Tom followed some distance behind.

'' Well, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent River, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a rope 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 mulct composition of ass, not this bastard you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the female child who had been at his side. She whimpered and bowed her headway low.

What an asshole, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty young affair ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big River Trent glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your name, honey ? '' he asked me again.

'' piece of tail you ! '' It was all I could mean of to say.

'' Ah, rebelliousness ! How nice. Well I 'm sure we can beat that out of you. Or be intimate it out of you. Lots of men here ... they 'd all like a crack at you. Wait a second, what 's this ? '' Big Trent had lifted my pilus and saw a large bruise near my temple. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetie ? '' he asked.

'' From cocksucker over there ! '' I pointed my head at Robbie.

Big Trent got very tranquil. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, frozen in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a petty tap -- ''

'' A slight tap ? '' Big Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And look at these mamilla ! They look real. Are they ? ``

Big Trent squeezed my boobs for a few instant. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the fuck ? '' he asked in shock. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his script in horror.

I told him. `` flair over there jacked off on me and shot his shitty cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent looked to Tom for substantiation. Tom nodded his capitulum 'yes .'

Big Trent slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me touch ... you let me put my helping hand 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 potato, his head twisted at a weird angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. retarding force his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, start talking. Where your from. What 's your setup, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to cerebrate of something to say. I came up empty. `` I do n't induce much to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to kill you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My dada. He will kill you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trent thought about that for a few minute. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, severalise me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up gondola, like a wall. Down in Larchmont. That 's that lilliputian town a few knot south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a yoke men, lots of little girl. They had a brace guns ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're blank. Very clean. They got their shit together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to lady wear, get her something else to tire out. And get some wipe and clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to talk to me, veridical 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 face, beady eyes.

As we got to the ladies segment, Tom relaxed his adhesive friction and looked around.

'' Look, '' he whispered. `` I 'm gloomy. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, grab a shirt. They 'll kill my mob if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your tongue back. I took it from that lunkhead when we fed him to the deaders. Hide it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. waiting til it 's sorry and things quiet down. Too many guys around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trento and his crew. The remainder of us are prisoner, or scared shitless, forced trade union movement form of affair. They make us kill the deaders at the front, but just with rakes and shovel. Still, if your man comes, we can help out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my daddy IS coming. When he does, stay out of his way. I 'll try to keep you safe. ``

Tom looked at me like I was dotty. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in action. He 's all shivering and stuff, until the defecate gets going. Then he turns into this major hard-core sea wolf. It 's almost scarey, but it 's also totally sexy. And he 's going to save me.

At least, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, tight. I could n't get anything even remotely loose. Big Trent questioned me for, I do n't know, maybe like an minute ?. He wanted to have intercourse the layout of our place, how many people we had, how a lot nutrient, how many guns, everything. He threatened, wound me a little, I held out a yearn fourth dimension. Finally I gave some bullshit solvent. I told them our stronghold was some of the mansion right by the road. I told him we were almost out of food. We had 5 hunting rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each result, I held out. Trent punched my stomach. Slapped my wooden leg. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy time. Come on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright Sweetheart, '' Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the laborious stuff is going to descend down just about now ! ``

Trent pulled out a Brobdingnagian knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about crap myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my brass, between my boobs, I trembled.

'' You told me the whole truth, right ? '' he asked. `` zilch but the truth ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the assist, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent had a angry look in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it wide surface. He cut through my bra. My breast flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunshot. the guys on the roof are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and check it out. '' The liberation increased above us. Trent felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to contrive up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your daddy, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More shots sounded, and one of the fanlight shattered. Right near us.

Suddenly, a trunk flew through the skylight and crashed about 20 feet away. The head was shot and he was a muddle from the pin, but you could tell by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! dogshit ! What the roll in the hay ! Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another body came through the skylight, Trent and his cat fired everything they had at the opening. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped mags and put in Thomas More and kept shooting at the roof near the opening move. Finally, cipher had any full mags left.

This weird scraping noise emanated from the ceiling. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another body flew through the gap and crashed down near us. One of Trent 's guys. He must 've had 20 bullet train in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still alive !

Trent and his guy were in a panic. They were n't quick for anything like this. All their clip were discharge, they scurried about looking for to a greater extent ammunition. They finally found a case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another body fell through the skylight. Five. Shot to absolute diddlyshit. They shot a few circle back towards the cakehole and ran out of ammo again. Trent River screamed at his guys to find more ammo. Jesus Christ, did n't these dumbasses have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the breast door. Several of their cat went to get some of the cans.

Trento pulled out a gigantic pistol, I found out later it was called a 'Desert bird of Jove'. A guy named Samuel Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random snap into the ceiling until Trent told him to bump it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my boobs hanging out. Trento came over and put this big ass gun to my headspring. I, um, take a leak right then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trento yelled. `` See who these dead guys are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two beat cat. Trent River and Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to catch sight of something. I watched Tom roll the dead guy rope around, and saw him bag a shooting iron. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` Shot in the capitulum, amongst other office ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't cause out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

River Trent whirled in panic. `` How many guy cable were on the ceiling ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his articulatio humeri. `` No shot now, I guess they 're all dead. fucking ! '' River Trent pointed the Desert Eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bitch ... Call him off ! ``

I made a face at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the forehead. It did n't strike hard me out, but it hurt like shit and made my heading twirl. I could hear Trent but it was like I was underwater. I could hear him yelling about covering the back stairs or something. Next thing I know, Wilson has a big gaping hole in his head, and Tom is standing there with a vicious aspect on his face and a smoke gun in his hand. I guess he scavenged it from one of the stagnant guys. Tom shot two to a greater extent bad guys before Big Trent fired on him. Tom was able to duck down an aisle.

River Trent could n't trail him because he heard his name being called. By my Daddy !

'' Trento ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be ally. ``

'' Yeah correctly ! '' responded Trento as he ducked behind a stack of Coors beer cases. `` And how the fuck do you know my gens ? ``

'' One of your little toadies squealed up on the roof, but do n't worry ! He wo n't ever fink again. ``

Thomas More shots and shouts came from various function of the entrepot. The 'slaves'were rising up against their masters ! So poise ! Trent did n't roll in the hay what to do, or where to seem, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll shoot your bitch ! '' Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to point the Eagle at me.

Trent 's mind exploded. I thought, I did n't hump a head could just explode ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each other, guns pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to scream. `` You 're on the ... Lapplander side ''

I blacked out.

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epilogue
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I shot this lunkhead Trento right in his bang head. I scanned for targets and saw this black guy also shooting at River Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was variety of hoping that he would n't fool away me since we both shot Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the same side of meat, and we lowered our weapons as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' covert us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any More of these guys ? ``

'' I do n't know, I think my friends took out the rest up near the front, but I ca n't be for sure yet. ``

Lorrie looked okeh, she had a chunk on her forehead.

'' Stay 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 the great unwashed today, I do n't listen adding to the list. ``

There was some din up front, so I skirted around through the toys and cosmetics to see what was happening. The lawsuit of the ruckus became clear ; 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 seize girl ! '' They had rakes and shovels and started advancing on me. There was line of descent in their centre !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the turning point, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's O.K. ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's cool. He just killed about 15 of our bunghole warlords. Let 's not kill him just yet. ``

As the place defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some beguile rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to nonentity in particular.

A bruised up gentleman, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the women and kids locked up in the nail beauty parlour next door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking small-arm of shit guard, does n't have much breathing time left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The townsfolk was swarmed early on by zombies. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living the great unwashed were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Saturday. For a favourable few, the solid family was shopping at the same time and survived intact. For others, their loved ace were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` freight train '' showed up and easily took over the store and the group. The rattler acted like Jesus of Nazareth on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the get-go night, however, the freight train showed their unfeigned colouring material ; they enslaved everyone and began their reign of panic and rape. This went on for three calendar week, 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 frown the gun barrel, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're alright ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't hear anything for awhile, I was thinking the worst ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the people and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens next ? ``

Just then Tom and his crew returned, Tom holding tightly to a cleaning woman and a small lady friend around his neck. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new fille ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the group. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't mind ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your rattlers on the roof, which allowed me to go up up and into your Walmart here where, with the help of Tom, we do n't make a Rattler problem anymore. ``

I expected the survivor to be a little Sir Thomas More glad about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our design. Rightfully so, I guess. The last 'saviors'did n't work out so well.

'' well, cat, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These lunkhead shot one of my people back home. Do you mind if we get some medical provision ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the Pharmacy department. These Guy still had fully stocked shelves of near everything. Jesus, I thought. Wish I was a little more than soldier of fortune in my way of thought. I would take in everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and little girl still around his neck. `` Look, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinarian. Or, I was. I could take a look at your somebody if you wanted ... Maybe we can play out some kind of trade, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be great, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each early, but we might be able to puzzle out out some craft between our chemical group, maybe even conflate them together ... for our mutual welfare. ``

And that 's what we did.

= = = = = = = =
One Year Later
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'' Please dear ! '' I begged. `` For the honey of God put her down already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you mean ? ``

I walked over and gently took my Darling River baby Jessie from her mother 's arm and breast. Carefully, I set her down in her trot. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a little, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly large white meat lay against her stomach, her left one still leaking Milk River. I pulled her out of the rocker and led her towards our elbow room and the bed. She tried to argue 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 door. `` I 'm trite from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't worry, this wo n't ingest yearn ! '' I ca n't sit in a room with her for very long while she feeds the child, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My iron cock bashed into her leg as I grabbed her pap and squeezed them together.

Milk gushed from both her nipples like a water jet, except this fountain had many different stream ! Warm Milk River sprayed on my face and dripped off my chin. I opened my mouth and savored the sugared flavour. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the shit out of it. I mean, sucked the Milk out of it ! Warm milk flowed down my throat, gulp after gulp. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the doorway, `` Did the sister shite ? Oh ... '' I did n't even bet up. It was my eat time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the next thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a little. She was trying to get between her daughter 's legs. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a petty, so as not to miss my clasp on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her case into Lorrie 's pussycat, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I sort of lose caterpillar track of time when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking tits, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't know how foresighted it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the star from my milk-sucking and her mom 's tongue-lashing took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiet orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` fuck Mee-Maw. ``

'' Irish bull 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you fiddling bitch ! '' As punishment for this breach of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's slit, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's breast. Truth was, I think I had enough. moldiness 've been eight or ten ounces ! Gayle rose up on her knees but kept her face buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's drawers, struggling to get them off. I 've asked her before to take them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't remember ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old cleaning woman, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening pussy lips. I was too wound up for delicacy and felt a footling selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and wad my cock in difficult ! Oh yessss ... the only thing that feels better than drinking warmly tit-milk is sliding my cock into a hot and steamy slit ! I looked up at my two hot mamas. Well, technically one momma and a grandma. But the Grandma just turned 40, so it ai n't no affair ! Maybe in a few workweek I can fuck my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too attendant from the delivery.

I 'm deplorable to say, but I could only last a instant or so inside Gayle 's sopping wet cunt. My orgasm was approaching, and there was n't much I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... trouser ... ) need to stay on hydrated ! '' I only had about ten seconds to go.

'' open it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right succeeding to Lorrie 's fount. Grabbing my stopcock, I stroked it a couple times and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot flow of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming mouth. Gayle 's work kicked in right then, so Lorrie was cumming as she swallowed down my jizz gleefully, even gratefully, perhaps.

I rolled off to the side, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's teat. She ground her clitoris into Lorrie 's erect and milky teat. Gayle came hard in just under a arcminute, mixing her cum with Lorrie 's milk. They both looked at me.

'' Oh alright, '' I said, feigning boredom. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and Milk River covered teat in my side. I revelled in the mixed concoction and my cock recovered from it 's former state of about 95 % hard to completely rock solid again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a receiving set call interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, come in Mustang. '' That was our sign of the zodiac cry 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 snap ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that cleaning lady down for ten blooming minutes ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' hurriedness up motherfucker. small tiger out. ``

Is that any way to talk to her commanding military officer ? I did n't cerebrate so. She will need some form of punishment tonight. Probably have to tie her down and construct her watch me fuck her girlfriend Payton. Yeah, that would work !

I did want to hurry, though. We had seen a chopper go by a few time in the death weeks. They were checking us out. It was the Air Force or the USA, we could n't tell which but knew it was military.

The girls helped me dress in my best snake god killing outfit. We did n't ingest uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more practical issue. They finished strapping on my gear and I hauled ass down to the rear of superior 's and Johnson Hardware store in the Jeep. They were going to keep up me in a duad minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 feet away, the door cannoneer 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 move with my hands, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few hundred feet. A humble bag dropped out of the chopper and landed in a batch of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio wrapped in dirty socks and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' Howdy, '' I called, might as well sound friendly. `` Whatcha guy wire need. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United States Army. Do we deliver permission to land ? I 'd like to speak with whomever is in boot. ``

'' If your design are peaceable, Colonel, then come on down. ``

They sat the shuttle down in a whirlwind of rubble and shut it down. After a few tense moments where we each wondered if we would shoot at each early, I turned slowly to show I was unarmed. Erin and the victor blood brother still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my people had their weapon system trained on the Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and approached me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, Mayor, commander, Captain, and Father 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 assume a less belligerent stance ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their artillery elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' Drink, sir ? '' I queried. `` A little of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a good idea ! '' I ushered him into the Hardware store where Sir Henry Morgan quickly set us up with a feeding bottle of Jack-tar and two ice. I poured us each a couple fingers worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen near of our area from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intentions are with us. '' These guys had the upper hand, for sure. I mean, they had a cleaver, fuel, men and arms. But I did n't desire to just give away the keys to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of garrison Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their reasonable share of zombie trouble, but were fortunate to not devolve into total anarchy. They still had over half of their troops, about 8,500 folks including crime syndicate on base.

'' Most early installation were n't that lucky, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent city battles. We 've stayed out of the big city so far, just seems like too big of a job to tackle. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you call your contraption out figurehead ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Glen Gebhard Death Pit, you mean. Invented by an eighteen year old girl, who happens to be my wife and female parent of my child. Anyway, it 's pretty simple, but very in force. You wan na select a look ?. ``

We walked outdoors and found the chop guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. guy rope were smiling and laughing, having a good time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your boys 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 sight for very, very sore heart ! ``

'' Not going to be a problem, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not stomach any kind of unwillful doings. That being said, we do have some VERY comfortable women who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain moral banner. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my back in charge. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walkway to get to the end pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his people moved here from another townsfolk after a share incident brought us together. We took over a motortruck finish north of here, arranged the shipping containers to act as bulwark and funnels, and to act as Allium tricoccum for our zombi friends. We 've got a trivial Lynx rufus skidsteer machine over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Sanchez Pit of destruction ! By the way, we claim all copyrights and trademarks to that name. ``

The Army guys were stunned by the death Pit. We were currently in the middle of passively dispatching a reasonably good-sized heard of a couple thousand zombilators, at least. We mostly stood guard, somewhat out of deal so the izzard would n't get distracted, and fired a scoot every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot fall and tried to sputter over the container wall.

'' It 's so bare ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, elegant ! You do n't even need 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 meter, and we did n't have enough hoi polloi or ammo to fight them one by one. We needed a passive solution, and Lorrie Carlos came up with it ! I 've seen sufficiency living dead motion-picture show, although I never expected to be in one. But the hoi polloi were always making dumb fault. They never had a shoes they could operate down and try and get over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any problems with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a lilliputian confused. The fire might die down or a bird might distract them. But then we just ring this bell we got from a church building. '' I pointed to the ship's bell hanging out in the center of the pit, supported by a 2x4 complex body part. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacons, cop lights, to get their attending again. When it gets slack, we have to block up the ramps so we can clean out the trampled bodies. That 's probably the self-aggrandizing danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's judgement was spinning. `` You could, wow, construct More wild leek, dig a deeper pit so they always break, rig up lights so they fire in sequence to make illusion of movement up the Allium tricoccum ... holy shit, this could really work. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' Well, sir, it does body of work. But yeah, you could enlarge it sure, you 've got big equipment, right ? ``

The Colonel ushered us aside and spoke to his men. They all seemed pretty excited. After a brace minutes he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you poke fun relieve oneself me a listing of what you need ? You 've got a secure setup here and I want to see you bring home the bacon. 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 virtuous gleefulness. `` Well. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be dainty. Ma deuce and Barretts, and plenty of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 round of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallons of gasoline, and tanks to guard it. A few thousand MRE 's would facilitate. What else. wearing apparel. scoop. lav newspaper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah FENCES ! We need fencing material so we can expand our farms. Goats, Gallus gallus, oxen, and some more phratry, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' Mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's ok with you, I 'd like to set up an auxiliary post here. Man it with 50 people. Some Humvee. 2 Strykers. medical examination preview and staff. And I 'd like to offer you a charge as a John R. Major in the U. S. Army Reserves. The billet will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm reward sir, '' I said, my voice falter. `` Not surely I want to be in the Army, though. I just want to stick here and raise my syndicate. No discourtesy, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reserve. You 'll stick around here and control the entire county, maybe even several counties. But you will experience here. With our support. Meanwhile, we will look at your Sanchez idea and liberate all of Colorado, and the country, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chopper. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as engineer and house decorator of the new situation. Erin fairly leapt at the opportunity to see Cpl. Flint around. poor people guy, I thought. He does n't stand a chance !

I went back to the house and told the ladies and the sister about the conversation. Jessie spit up a little, but I did n't take up that as a damaging. 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 U. S. Army bozo waltz in here and demand over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about shitheads that live off the government tit ? ``

Well, squat, when she put it that way, it did n't vocalise like such a honorable deal.

'' sister, '' I said, trying to sound hopeful. `` We have to connect with others. We have to get rid of these zombies. We need medication, more food, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my kids, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able to maturate, and go something other than just semi-starving zombie champion ! We do n't deliver to go back to the old means of pure greed and avarice, but maybe we can make a better world this time. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this shit up. I do n't desire to be beholden to the U. S. Army, either. But I feel the best way to improve the populace is to get involved, be the one on the interior and templet policy and modification. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the sleep of the macrocosm dies completely ... ''

What the screwing did I just say ? I do n't want wonderful, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie feverishness, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't require you leaving us. designate the Army how to ramp up these Death quarry. But let *them* do it. You stay here, Mr.. That 's an club. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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quaternity mean solar day later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'Army uniform. Already had a laurel wreath on it, too. Red, Andrew D. White, and Amytal chevron with a'Z'in the centre of it. I got various sets of camo also, as did everyone in townspeople. But the colonel said I should wear this for my formal induction and reference to the town.

I stepped out into the home way of my adobe castle to see what the dame thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

Wolf pennywhistle. Catcalls. Fist pumps. And that was from child Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' bit 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.

'' back 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 make that longsighted, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my consistent knickers and took out my hardening tool. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her uniform blouse and took her titmouse out. Staring me down, she lifted her nipple to her mouthpiece 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 regnant Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

Comments welcomed !