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

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

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

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 month, although that really was n't my style. After my divorce, I played it pretty fast and loose with the ladies. Nothing too deep, aught too serious, just kept it light. If the Lady was in to me, then, great ! If she was n't, no vexation, there 's more.

But Claire showed up in the office one day selling some software system, 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 flesh felt wonderful in my hand. Just beautifully spongy and yet house, with very responsive nipple. I pushed it up to her aspect and sucked her tit right succeeding to her face. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own nipple, to which she accepted and gently drew into her mouth. I kissed her and she released her mamilla ; we both licked it vigorously as my congested cock continued to fuck her soused pussy.

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

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

'' No, but it 's o.k. ... please Michael. ``

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

'' Okay sister, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my putz a couplet metre and her cunt responded with death-grip clenches as she came. I wanted to cum on her mammilla and brass. I wanted to cake her entire physical structure with my sperm. I wanted her to know that she was very special to me. I could barely contain my cum.

'' grab your titty, sister ! '' I said as I fucked her.

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

I stroked a mates meter and felt the fantastic tactile sensation as hot cum began flying out of my cock.

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her tits and went to blockade her face with her hands. My cum splashed onto her tits and a distich stream hit her blocking paw full-of-the-moon force. Dammit, would 've gone right in her mouth, too. She turned her head as far to the English as it would go. Still, a few stray drops and splashes got through and hit her face and neck.

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

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

Redeemer, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The spigot ran for various minutes as she cleaned up. Hell, I 'm surprised she did n't take away a bath or a shower. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her hair, apparently so none of my awful material would issue forth in tangency with her golden whorl. Hey, she did have gorgeous hair, but still, man.

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

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

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also remember your warm-up blow job was rickety at undecomposed, and lasted almost a minute and a half. I was just so frantic 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 time it 's the great-looking char who are just marginal in bed. I guess they figure their looking at are full enough, we men should be thankful just to be with them at all.

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

People should just have house around their neck. `` I suck at cock sucking. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lap up kitty-cat. '' It would save us all a lot of trouble in the long run.

I was rather foiled. We had talked of taking adjacent week off and going to my mountain cabin. Spending a week with her in a cabin, screwing, hiking, fucking, skinny dipping, boffing this beautiful charwoman. Maybe I could still anticipate her and --

No ! Bad ! child's play out of it ! Who needs a selfish dish ?

Right. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

I packed up my landrover with a bunch of gear and headed north out of Phoenix, up to CO. 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 cooperative venture between myself and three of my heights schoolhouse pal. One of them, David, had this land above a low town. We decided it would cook a assuredness getaway. So we built a modest cabin and took bit using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain sum of money of money each calendar month for melioration and such. After 15 years, it 's pretty fricking awesome. The master cabin is gone. Instead, the stead looks like a nice Southwestern adobe house. It 's rather deceptive, though, as the bulwark are 3 infantry of steel, brick, shite, 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 hidden storage field where we 've got 3 40'containers of solid food, clothing, supplies, weapons, ammo. Then, in the garage, we 've got a Unimog ( crazy, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater Rhinos, a two seater Razr, and a few bike. I do n't sit the bikes, though ; too uncoordinated.

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

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` Information Officer '' of our radical. import, I built us a network with planet access to the 'net. I had redundant waiter and spare part theatrical role to last for days and years. office of my job was to download stuff, entropy. So I downloaded Youtube videos of how to nominate Diesel fuel, tutorials on husbandry, articles on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, goat milking, books on making whisky, plus I ripped thousands of picture and stored them, too. We had a pretty commodity encyclopedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And porn. I downloaded lot of pornography. telecasting and story. guy got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all end of the world and gloom.

So I went up the Saturday after Claire. I got the solar panels out and set them up. Got out the windmills, checked the stamp battery, checked the fuel levels, checked our pee tanks ... basically made the shoes livable.

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

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

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

'' automaton man ! It 's on ! ``

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

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

So I assured him I would check it out. Reluctantly, I put the nearly utterly Fish back in the creek, packed up my gear and strolled back to the cabin. I flipped on the web browser to our favorite prepper site.

There was ONE account about a guy eating another guy. I mean, Dahmer did to a greater extent than that. Then there was some guy in FL a couple years ago doing that. That 's not exactly a Zombie Revelation of Saint John the Divine. I called David back.

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A MD. He said he saw a guy at the hospital emanation up after a heart attempt. He bit like three nanny and orderlies. The media passed it off as a half-crazed lunatic. ``

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

'' Yeah, '' said St. 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 alert. ``

'' Well, I 'm already here, so look sharp the fuck up. ``

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. Zombies. If that 's on-key, I 'll ask more of my guns. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my involve AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my wife, now ex. ( We decided to give birth standardized heavy weapon for division etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's fine, but I want my 1911, my other AR with the see CRO, my Howa 308, my Benelli scattergun, my other shooting iron, and more ammo, and some other crap. And, dark as well get as a good deal food for thought as I can while the store 's are still open.

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

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

On the way, a taradiddle came on the wireless of a dissimilar crazed man on a rampage who attacked three people at a morgue in Denver. I pushed the jeep 's gas pedal a little more.

After a grueling trip home base, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to hold back going. I packed up clothes, pictures, trinkets, cameras, anything of note value. I have a decent-sized off-road utility trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that poppycock. My landrover I filled with my triggerman, ammo, other weapons, my gold and Ag troll, all my tools, and hindquarters of gas. Grabbed my local hoard of hard currency, 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 dehydrate stuff. Not all that exciting. I wanted some safe poppycock if the human race was ending.

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's canned fruits. Filled up an stallion shopping cart of peach tree and pear tree and pineapples. shoot that out to the preview and dumped it. Went back and bought another cart of can vegetable. Then I went for the canned meats like stews, tuna, chicken, spam, chili. Took two carts for all that.

Thomas More stumble for soups, veggie, and then the boxes of Irish potato smasher and pasta dishes. More trip for cooking oil, spices, and more stuff I do n't even no what. At some peak, one of the workers started helping me so things went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

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

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

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

'' Code Blue to ladies wear ! codification Blue gentlewoman Wear ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the supporter dude, Stan.

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

I paid the salesclerk. We heard screams coming from close by. Coming from the ladies clothing section. Two women staggered out from the stand, large wound on their coat of arms. Kinda looked like bites.

Time to go.

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Chapter 2 - The rescue
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I got the hell out of scheme, err, Phoenix. When the bullshit hits the fan, you want to be inaugural out or you 'll be stuck in traffic jams forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Sunday forenoon so the roads were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily laden Jeep up the 5,500 foot climb on I-17 to Flagstaff.

Talked to my buddies 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 convey 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 make out off. I told her to draw a dick until it cums.

Called my parents. They did n't believe me about anything. Dad did find out that the door was locked. Sigh. I 'd set them up with as very much clobber as I could, but you can only do so much for the great unwashed. They did n't need to derive over from Lope Felix de Vega Carpio. They do have a scattergun, water barrelful, MREs ... should last them a dyad months.

Went up to flagstaff and turned E on 40, could see some fervour burning in the piffling city. exit 50 some-odd land mile outside of town, then found a English route to conceal and take a rest.

Many hours later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had tons of hullabaloo, though. Ran over 10-12 zombies. Shot a few more. Saved a few liveliness, for the time being, at to the lowest degree. example for the future, firing your gun INSIDE a car is hazardous to your hearing ! The film do n't prepare you for how gimcrack that can be !

The fiddling townsfolk just below our compound in the hills seems to be okay. The news is reporting instances of terrorist act on a prominent scale. No mention of zombies, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and balanced reporting. Do n't want people to know what 's really happening. The websites are going unbalanced though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

David stopped answering his jail cell speech sound. So did Chris and Steven. Maybe the cells went down due to world power outages ? They are far too hurt to get caught up in this crap. I hope. But then, I drove out of only one actual urban center. They 've got scores of cities to get through.

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

Two to a greater extent days went by before the number 1 snake god showed up in town. At least, that 's what I figured. I could hear the gunfire, and could see cars speeding about the place. Mayhem. I considered going down to help, but, what can one man do ? There were hundreds of them. Plus, I did n't really make out 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 3rd day.

Now, my landrover Wrangler already proved to be a pretty good zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tyre, M/T 's with serious knobby tread. It 's the 4-door model outfitted with extra gas tank car, 5.13 gear mechanism, offroad lights and bric-a-brac, it 's pretty laborious. And it has a big ass bumper in the front which proved great at knocking over Zed and his Zed friends. But for real survival, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 times warm than the landrover, has gamey ground clearance, has four doorway and a camper box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type fomite, then they became usable to the public. This one was originally a program line and communications motortruck. We rigged it up as an emergency truck with a ladder, medical gearing, fire asphyxiator, gun rack, everything we could reckon of.

I put on my camouflage geartrain. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike geared wheel. It has hard plastic while that cover the chest and back, forearms, articulatio cubiti, speed arms. I figured it would be voiceless to get bitten that way. Put on my chest rig which held my 1911 and 6 magazines for that. It also held 8 mags for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed boots, shin guards, genu pads, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar glove that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a confused army man, nothing really matched but what the underworld. I do n't need to be camouflaged from Zed, just need to be grueling to eat. Grabbed my shotgun, AR, and a suppressed .22 caliber rifle.

Got in the Mog and push to town.

Much of the Town was still, I turned down onto the defect independent street and kept a face out. In my mirrors I could see a foreign site ; zombies exiting depot and turning to follow my motortruck. Was everybody dead ?

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

It was hushed. Too quiet for the Zombie Apocalypse.

A Zed rounded the quoin and shuffled towards me. I mean, I think he was a Zed. pedigree covered face and dresser, blank stare ... I grabbed the suppressed .22 and fired at his head. Two slam and he dropped, but not before he let out the moan.

The zombie groan. We learned to hate and fear that sound. The moan seemed to be a `` Hey Zombie friends, there 's meat over here ! '' kind of a thing. I knew more were coming soon. I heard some more zombie 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 house. Shit. That 's also the direction where the groan came from.

I took the keys ( did n't want to leave them in the ignition and bear some survive whoreson take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my expectant AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the theatre to investigate.

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

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

My first mag 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 blood and bloodshed and really utter snake god. The shout out continue upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could hear some moans up there, though.

jack ! Some zombie spirit motherfucker grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a lounge. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a pile of dead Zeds. The female person screams continued upstairs, I figured I could kill this devolve one later.

I ran back outdoors, started the Mog and backed her right up to the house, destroying the picket fence and garden in the process. But now the top of the rise motor home box was pretty practically in assembly line with the porch cap, which led to the endorsement story windows. Climbed up the hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch covering, and I landed in the upstairs hallway.

The zeds up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullet. The screams continued in a chamber. I turned in to see a gal and a adult female trying to hold off two zombie with death chair. A caboodle of people were backed up in the niche of the room. They were n't going to live on a great deal thirster. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a diminished but heavy duty combination creature of crow-bar and shovelful. The shovelful edges are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw bound and a bottle opener, so it 's pretty cool. I hooked one Zed with the pry end and pulled him off the 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 brain in two.

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

I surveyed the situation, but there was too a great deal going on. There were several females and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive stances. Plus a few that seemed to be down. nonentity had any grease-gun, just some garden rakes and bit of wood, a baseball bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed set up to give up. They were also mostly in skirts and hound, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had room for these multitude. My cabin had room as my buddy did n't seem to be coming. It is kind of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

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

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

A chorus line of `` nookie yeahs ! '' and other affirmatives followed, until this aged char 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 former but was now tending to a little girl on the floor.

'' Do you make any medical supplying ? '' she asked, desperately. `` first base aid kit ? Food ? What ? I 'm responsible for these female child. ``

She was stunning. Her medium length inkiness hair was a lot. She was filthy ; blood and stain on her look, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. variety of Latino looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

'' I mean, I 've got a batten place, food, first aid, more hitman, you 'll be safe. Safer than here. '' She thought about it for a moment. I held out my handwriting. `` It 's now or never, sweetheart. ``

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

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

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

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

'' Ok, '' I said, handing her the gun. `` display me. crystalize the weapon. ``

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

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

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

'' rock-and-roll and gyre ! '' she said with gusto. She fired a shot down the stairs. Then a brace more.

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

'' beneficial girl ! Shot placement, do n't ware ammo. individual get my helmet ! ``

William Blake, the dandy of the gang, helped me with the consume little girl. She was bleeding pretty badly from a wound to her spinal column, her wearable was in shred. It was severely to guide her because we were trying not to equal her back. The pretty Lady was helping too. Turns out this wounded girl was her daughter. We finally got outdoor, and saw more zombie. 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 theater. `` What 's that dame 's epithet ? The shooter ? We need her out here ! ``

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

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. berth for her. Tell her which ones are closest. down the closest one first, then shape your way out. Here, hold these two cartridge holder. Do n't have away the empties. ``

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

'' guy cable, I 'm going down to authorise them out over here. ``

I hopped down on the hood of the Mog and killed a span right by the driver 's doorway of the truck.

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

Dropped out the mag and slammed another one in. Bam ! got the shit head ! Then I jumped down on the solid ground as we now had a footling external respiration room. I waved down a couple daughter, put them in the backseat of the hand truck as I started it up. Uh oh. Here comes an horrifying fucker ... Bam ! Went to the vertebral column of the truck and cleared that surface area out. Bam ! Bam !

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

Not as gently as we would give liked, we got the bruise little girl down and into the motor home box of the truck. The other missy struggled getting down and got inside. Finally, Erin scampered off the top like a pro. She killed a couple more as they neared us.

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

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead heads and soundbox as we went. The hand truck lurched and heaved side to side as we listened to the sickening phone. Two or three days ago, these were moms and dads, tradesman, Barber, high school kids ... today they are just dead center walking. This world sucks.

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

'' Here, try this one instead. '' I handed her the inhibit .22. It was quieter. She took aim.
clapper valve ! ( neglect ) clap !

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few Sir Thomas More on our way out of townspeople. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her boldness glowed. The early three young lady in the plump for tail mostly just whimpered and sniffed a little.

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Chapter 3 - The arrival
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We got up to my compound. Locked the gate as I was sure we would have some followers. Found out that the hurt girl was Lorraine and the female parent was named Gayle. We brought Lothringen inside to our small medical room. Yes, we actually have a room for this. Like a tiny Doctor office. She was barely witting, but I got her to swallow some water system and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help notice that, underneath her torn blouse, Lorraine had tremendous breasts. Like female parent, like girl, I guess.

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

Back to the injured Lothringen. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the datum guy. My buddy David was the Medical Man. He took all the Red hybridizing training and CERT classes and studied the books 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 injury as topper I could. Got out the needle and suture yarn, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lorraine had passed out by this sentence. My stitches would have made the Frankenstein creature blush, they were that bad. But they seemed to hold back the tegument together. I slathered her with antibiotic ointment and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't aid but observe that no matter how pretty her mother was, this injured girl was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, eighteen. Jesus, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

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

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

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

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

'' If you had n't come along when you did ... ( snuff ) ... and killed those ... matter ... ( 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 emotional release and just cried for respective minutes.
Tina came in to say dinner was ready, I told her we 'd be out in a little bit. She nodded, understanding.

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

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

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

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

Our lips met in a gentle, chaste osculation. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a moment at the most. But we stayed there for several arcsecond ... then I squeezed her a short tighter and our kiss became a little more passionate. She squeezed me back as our brim pressed harder against each other. I became extremely conscious of her breasts pressing into me, and my pecker started to tighten. Her breathing increased, along with mine, our lip opened a bit, and sure enough, our tongues met at the Saame prison term. She was bemire, smelled a minuscule, and her hairsbreadth was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My cock roared to full aid as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her waist. My hand slid down to her chick, I could sense the bare pelt of her back.

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

We broke the kiss.

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

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

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

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

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

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

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

When I finally came out, I was greeted by a round of applause, then introductions and hugs and hug and more hug. But, I did n't really retrieve anyone 's figure that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty commodity looking bunch, and maybe a set of baby ? William Blake and the female child returned to their bowls of chilli quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really eat up much in 3 days. Gayle and I joined in the grub session and the mood was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to mean. Meaning felicitous. They were happy to be alive, I was felicitous to deliver some company, good-looking fellowship at that !

I showed the female child where the rain shower was, got out some of my ex-wife 's clothes and mine too, and told them to try and find something that fit. They were mostly just camo apparel, my ex took all her street apparel. Also pointed out the 'feminine products'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 come with you, '' volunteered Erin, the shot chick. `` I 'll watch your rachis. ``

'' Sure, be trade good to give some More optic. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her face and hand. In all the mental confusion and fighting early, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking good looking. Nice little skeletal system, a little over five invertebrate foot tall and not gargantuan boobs. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other young lady, she seemed improperly dressed for the occasion, but she did have some boots that seemed to fit.

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

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

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my hands as she took the Crovel with the three in ear on the end. She walked to the fencing and watched for a moment as the automaton tried to get at us. His name tag said `` Jerry Davis, plenty real estate. '' 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 stinky 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 diddly-shit, and his skin was turning that sallow, picket color.

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

She rammed the spike heel rightfulness into and through his pass on eye, piercing his mentality. Jerry stopped all his useless move, hung there for a sec, then dropped to the ground.

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

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

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

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

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

'' No shit. I want to get laid just about anybody right now. But I 'm on my goddamn stop ... ''

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This was just too full. I got my thickening hawkshaw out.

'' Jesus Christ, yes ! Let me take up that, please ? Let me suck your big intemperate cock. ``

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

Fucken A ! She took probably 6 of my 8 inch into her hot mouthpiece. Then she bobbed quickly up and down my jibe, her handwriting following her mouth and squeezing my cock so blooming 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 blowjob I 've ever had. I was losing my mind.

'' You fucking GO Erin ! Yes ... you were a fucking animal today ... you 're a fucking difficult corp killer whale ... sucking that prick, suck it suck it suck it oh FUCK I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh fuck ... shit ... SHIT ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the wafture kept cumming.
I spotted a zombie at the fence. I traded hands so my right was now release to draw my .45.
microphone boom ! And the Zed 's head exploded.

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

Boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' nookie ! ``

Boom !

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

microphone boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

microphone boom Boom Boom Boom !

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

I dropped the discharge handgun on the ground.

I was hard as a fucking careen again. I had never seen such a carnal display in my life. I furiously stroked my cock as she watched. In a few seconds I shot a small load right field on her gorgeous little tits. The sperm cell was less, but my orgasm was smashing. sanctum shit.

Erin wiped up my cum from her tits and licked it off her finger's breadth. All of it. What a fucking trooper.

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

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

'' Yeah, zombi spirit. ezed. izzard. Zekes. You want to shoot down some more, right ? ``

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

'' I need you to have a go at it me, Michael. Seriously. Aunt Flo leaves town in a yoke days. ``

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

'' That 's not gon na go on ! You 'll be licking twat for Clarence Shepard Day Jr. then. ``

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


- - -

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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear. `` Few Sir Thomas More living dead showed up. Right at the fence. ``
Some of the girls were all fresh and sportsmanlike. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camouflage pants and T-shirt. A couple were still dirty, waiting their spell. Blake was all white too. Guess he did n't live about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a information processing system in this picayune office over here. And I 've got a pad. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's left of it. Why do n't you do ... five bit shifts until everyone has a gibe at it, then take ten narrow shifts. ``

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

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

'' It can look, '' she replied. `` Just some booster. ``

'' 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 bandage. There 's still some blood coming out. ``

'' Yeah. Probably due to my shitty sewing. Maybe we 'll put some tops glue on it to aid seal up the wound. ``

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

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical room and re-patched her girl, Lorraine. Found out more of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in bowlder, Centennial State. A chemical group of 20 of the sorority girls had gone down to south Denver for a funeral of one of their friends who 'd been killed in a car stroke. The service was at a funeral home and, during the service, one of the other dead bodies came out of the punt room and started to bite folks. This zombie bit five or six people before they subdued it. The fille fled in panic. Gayle, the firm female parent, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to progress to their way back, monumental traffic jam developed as zombies and people ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their young lady died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the young lady on the bus.

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

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

They ran out of gas a couple mil from here, and hoofed it into town. Not so easy with panic-struck girls and high heels. In Town, cipher would aid them, the zombie spirit were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned menage with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

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

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

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

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

I decided it was prison term for a little alteration of pace.

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

I made the hot hot chocolate, and put a liberalist sum of money of Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a motion picture as the girls found spots on the sofa with their pillows. Most were in my packer boxers and my olive drab T-shirts. They all asked what moving picture, but I would n't recount them.

The medicine started as beautiful guesswork of mountains passed by on the projection screen. The music built up ...

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

The moving picture finally ended. Had to wake up a couple girls to get them to their beds. I got hugs and kisses from everyone, even Blake. Well, not buss, thank God.

I was going to sleep in my computer room. The regular room were full phase of the moon and, well, this was fine with me. I got the air mattress out and it was as comfy as the beds.

I just settled down and was almost at peace when I heard fingernails tapping at my threshold. Maybe it 's Gayle, or maybe Erin wants to suck my cock some to a greater extent ?

I opened the door to incur ... one of the fille. 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 boxers. Her head hung down, her face partially covered by her dark pilus hanging down. She lifted her head to me ; she had been crying.

'' Something damage ? '' I whispered to her in the draw close iniquity. The way was just barely lit by a brace of LEDs from the router.

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

I opened my arms and she hugged me, like she was holding on for costly life. She cried quietly against my breast for several minutes as I rocked her. I did n't want to ask what it was, I could pretty a great deal name it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many ally die, probably orphaned now ... still, my putz got toilsome because of a naked body pressed into me.

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

I moved my hand down to her rather flesh out ass, her piano build so waxy in my strong hands. She moaned and thrust her clapper in my backtalk, searching, exploring. Her hand went down to my cock and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her rear. In the dim light, I could see her improbable pap splayed out to the sides. the Nazarene, I did n't know she had those ! I went to suck them, but she stopped me. Spreading her legs, she whispered her only words to me.

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

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

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

She entwined her peg 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 shot brought new moans and gasps from both of us. We slowly increased speed. Little faster. Little harder, too. Her slick bitch wall felt so courteous and soused on my steel firmly shaft.

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

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

She only clenched harder, wanting me to cum inside her. Yeah, maybe not right now ...
The cum finally got to me, I pulled out ( with some difficultness ) and shoot my cargo from right there. Long stripe of cum blastoff out, I 'm not sure where they went as it was nearly coloured. I stroked until it was all done. Good Shepherd that was nice.

The female child sat up and moved towards my peter, and found it with her mouth. She licked and sucked my cock clean of her and my juice. I 've GOT to find out what her epithet is ! I do n't desire this to be a old affair. The obvious dawned on me about this metre ; she had n't cum yet.

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

Without monition, and without any noise, she clamped her thighs together, locking my hands in place in her ass and cunt. I pressed harder on her button as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and retain my face right in there. I wanted this child to remember this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the good glow of the LED. She dipped a distich fingers of her right hand into her puss, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her hand up to her right pap and coated it with her own succus. With her left hand, she raised her tit to her mouth and basically made out with her own teat for a minute or so. She did the Lapp thing again but to her left tit.

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

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

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

She grinned, then turned and got on all fours, her pussy and ass in plain view of the dim light. She turned her oral sex back towards me and raised her eyebrows. She does n't spill the beans much, but we seem to understand each former pretty well without the chatter.

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

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

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

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

The nous slid right in.

She stiffened slightly at number 1, but I worked it back and forth a while and she relaxed again. With some more back and forth legal action, I pressed a short harder, going deeper into this usually out area. I did n't require to push to hard, though, and hurt her or affright her off.

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

She grabbed a pillow and collapsed into it with her fount and arms holding it fast, her ass still pointing into the air to swallow her butt-fucking. prison term to go to work !

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

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

I fucked her faster, so debauched I was like a blur in her tight ass. I grabbed her nipple and made a clenched fist with it inside my finger. My smash dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her snatch and raised her body to meet each quick driving force of my cock.

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

She raised up on all fours again, arched her back, and trembled with another orgasm.
I came too, right then. I could sense her pussy quiver and her ass gripped my shaft as I shot load after warhead of hot cum in her ass.

The door to my little computer elbow room burst open and somebody hit the lights, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent brilliancy. What the real fuck ?



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

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

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

'' What 's the thing with her ? '' I asked, trying to reveal the latent hostility. My ass buddy tried to dig a hole in the air mattress. She managed to hide a little bit in the blanket. Of course, by this time, a couple other girls had come out to see what the problem was. I started dressing.

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

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

With sudden steel in her articulation and a cold hard stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a fever of 103.6. She wo n't wake up. I looked at the wounding and it seems infect. 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 give birth any swimming antibiotics, just birth control pill. But you ca n't make an unconscious person swallow oral contraceptive and liquidness. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' Somebody go get Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in town ? ``

'' Uh ... just Doc brownness. ``

'' Does he reach IVs to people ? ``

'' Um ... um ... Yeah ! When those hikers got lost net class ? We brought them to him after we found them. He put those bags 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 hitman girl ? Erin ? ``

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll form a speed run to town. 5 mo. Grab some shit from the Doc 's station. rachis immediately. 10 mo, big top. We 'll save her. ``

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

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

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

'' epithelial duct 16. Leave it on but do n't call us unless we call you. Here 's the push to talk. ``

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

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

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

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

We bounced in to town in phonograph record time. The Unimog is an awesome rig, but it 's not tangible fast, and it 's not material quiet. I had outfitted my jeep with some sound Teraflex parts underneath so we could handle the rough road at f number with ease.

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

I cut the lights and slowed. The landrover has a pipe down exhaust on it, but it still squeaks and the tire make interference on the pavement, too.

'' You can get, the right way Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no worries. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatonlike. We 're going to back up to the bureau. I 'm going to turn on these rear visible light to shine inside. William Blake and I will smash up and snaffle. I want you standing outside, but right by the landrover. prevent it running. I need you to maintain the area crystalise. But do n't fool away until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes pappa, '' she said.

What the piece of tail ? Daddy ? Whatever ... I do n't have clock time to worry about that.

I busted in a pane of glass on Doc 's front door. The randomness made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the altogether matter down.

'' Eyes crisp, '' I whispered to William Blake. `` keep sweeping the light. '' He had a flashlight, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undid the curl. We entered the office.
Kind of messy for a MD 's part, I thought. Papers and diddlyshit were on the storey, matter knocked down. Maybe we were n't the first to loot the plaza ?

William Blake waved towards the vertebral column, indicating where to go.

His flashlight hit upon a stainless brand locked console down in the rear. I looked at Blake and he nodded. He had his sharpened crovel at the ready. I let him go first.

pillock ... 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. the Nazarene Jesus, 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 teenage boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a quick bite. I could n't get my rifle to bear on something inch away from me. I was kind of sitting on my pistol, so that was no full. I punched him a twain times to go on him away. But Zed never gets tired, or hurt, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar tongue is on my chest rig, if I can just reach it ....

Blake screamed.

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

I hit my Zed particularly hard at that instant, his head seemed to be a little 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 smell of him. His snowy coat spattered with blood, he was coming towards Blake.

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

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

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

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

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

Shit shit take a crap SHIT !

Blake handed me the key fruit to the cabinet.

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

'' No sidekick. It 's hunky-dory. You did fine. '' What the screwing else was I going to say ?

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

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

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

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

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

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

'' What happened ? '' Erin asked in horror. She could see his rake from the ass 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 right, of path. He was done.

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

'' You 're a brave son of a squawk, '' I said, my spokesperson cracking.

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

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 butt. I paused for a consequence. Exhaled.

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flare from the back of the landrover and lit it. I tossed it a duad human foot away. I made her ram away, slowly down Main Street without any twinkle and as soundlessly as potential. I was hoping the flair would draw the zombi spirit towards its sparkle, so they would n't postdate us home. We turned the recess, and she punched the accelerator for home.

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

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

Erin drove like a Baja 1000 mavin. I sat there and bounced around. Somehow I had gotten my tail belt on, I do n't call up doing that.

I should take cleared the elbow room before we passed them. I 've watched enough cop shows and war moving picture to know that you do n't walk past a fuck elbow room without checking it. Jesus.
Blake 's dead because of me. I got him killed. Then I had to slay him and go forth him in the street, like a rabid dog.

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

'' Where 's Blake ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my interpreter sounding weird to me. `` Get the pad of paper over here. Yeah. pawl on the server image, right. chink Medical, ok click the IV booklet, click that file, yeah mixtures. ``

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

She looked at me, my hired hand were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Thanks. ``

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

I sat up and swallowed the deglutition down.

'' I made a misapprehension. It 's all my fault. '' Gayle just looked at me. `` I let Blake go ahead of me at the doctor 's office. We went by a room that we did n't clear. I got jumped, then William 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 William Blake ... ''

I put my top dog in my helping hand and sobbed. That pathetic fucking kid, he was only 18 or 19.

Gayle got my glass and poured another double shot.

'' facial expression, Michael. Blake was a sweet kid. But he was n't a fighter. When we all crashed into his mansion, he did n't help stand off the zombies, he just stood there. It 's not your fault. ``

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

I stood up to go to bed.

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

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her gens. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not certain what your plan is, but you better watch what you 're doing here. These missy are very ... attender right now. And you 're like some zep begetter chassis to them. learn your measure. salutary Night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a atrocious sleep.

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Chapter 5 - Basic
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Gayle changed out Lorraine 's IV bag in the middle of the night. The future morning, her febricity 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 experience any more Blake incidents, etc. We did an time of day of calisthenics and cardio.

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

Finally, it was time for live fire breeding. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the rest of us went up to the roof with one AR and the 10/22 and a bunch of cartridge for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the death moan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly safe, though. Zed ca n't climb 12 foot vertical walls.

I had Erin display the proper position and pointed out how to aim etc. She busted a span pileus, two Zeds fell.

'' Tina, you try it. '' The nice thing about the AR, it shoots a small but powerful bullet. Still, the bang on that is minimal. char can easily shoot it without losing mastery of the arm. 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 water sure you 're using the front plenty, origin up both sights. ``

BAM !

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

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few prison term. Erin grabbed my ass at one point, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my room access last night when I pulled my cock out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't seem to unsettle her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to have developed a at sea but still strong disfavor towards me. Sorry dear, one kiss does n't intend we are exclusive. Although, she is so damn attractive. And sweet, and strong. Deliverer ...

We broke for lunch and got the C. H. Best news ever, Lothringen was awake ! Gayle introduced us
formally for the first time. Lorraine just smiled up at me as we did n't want her moving just yet. My god she was pretty ... I mean her mom was howling but Lorraine, wow. She whispered it was dainty to fulfil me, and held my paw for a few here and now. Gayle ushered me out of there.

The rest of the day was more training, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 dead z on your prop ? We ended up fashioning these big maulers out of some rebar we had in a exuviate. Rebar, that exceedingly strong steel they use in concrete complex body part. We tied two ropes to that so two or four the great unwashed could drag them across the ground. There was a small indention in the ground outside the fence line of business, we dragged them over there as best we could. This ended up being the effective strength training exercising. You used you legs, implements of war, chest, center, everything.

I need these girls to be stiff. I need to enumerate on them. We need to make back our world.
gull stayed behind with Lorraine so Gayle could make dinner ready for everyone, which was nice.

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

I worked on the computing device, checked the display panel for new information, put out some info. We, the disordered few still connected to the Web, were trying to discern if Death was caused by the bite only, or if it could be caused by transference of fluids. Like, say, a Zed drools on you and it gets in your mouthpiece or eye or a cut. nonentity had anything conclusive yet. I said we should take for granted it 's transferable without a bit, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George Romero zombi ; not really fast, not smarting, drawn to smell, sound and motion, and bore for man flesh to eat. well at least nobody has seen any running automaton. Unfortunately, it seemed that any last was now a turn-into-a-zombie event. Not just from a bite, but a centre attack, too.

Then I looked at our supplies, our land maps, and tried to think of some design. Winter was coming. We could n't plant anything now. But there 's plenty we should be doing. The main thing was, we needed to cleanse out the townsfolk. But before that, we needed to get these girlfriend in form and properly outfitted. They were all tire out dress and shoes that did n't really fit.

One more than day of training, then we 'll pretend a another high-speed flair into town for some stuff.
I heard the picture ending and the party was breaking up. I went out to say goodnight to everyone and to pee. Six beers, ya have sex. Told everyone that we 're thrill camping again tomorrow.

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

I had a couple generous snapshot of Gentleman sea dog, and I tried going to sleep. But zip happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my room access again. Shit. My mind was n't in the flop place for this. William Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the threshold open, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Dr. Johnson sisters. They were n't twins, being a couple years apart, but they had a strong family resemblance. lightly reddish hair, average skin, cute niggling freckles ... oh man.

'' Yeah, girls ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

But I 'm also a man.

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

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

The two girls stood rightfield in presence of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pants, exposing her shaved pubic area. She raised Kristin 's leg variety of past me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the bulwark for support. Lizzie proceeded to fondle Kristin 's physical structure, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her parts. And all the while she 's whispering `` Look at these bosom ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so easygoing '' and things like that. I was concerned for Kristin at number one, but she seemed to love it, especially when Lizzie moved around to buss Kristin 's twat. I went from 80 % toilsome to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a twain of three before. And let me tell 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 sufficiency tending or whatever ... almost the great unwashed just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two sisters, different narrative ! Lizzie stopped eating her sister 's slit and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous rima oris was enhanced by the dripping kitty juice from Kristin. Jesus, kissing a hot young lady friend, who 's got her own sister 's juice on her lip, I was just melting. I was n't cognizant at the meter, but all thoughts of Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

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

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

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

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

A bit later, the girls were sixty-nining, with my stopcock going in a hot pussycat, and getting licked on the outstroke. Holy mother fucker ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the time on all fours with Kristin under her ) told me to jack off into her asshole. I did n't really make love her ass, just pressed the tip against her hole and jacked myself.

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

... into Kristin 's mouth.

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

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

We kept fucking, and grinding cunts, and I came in Lizzie 's nerve and Kristin licked it all off and swallowed it. Lizzie, tempestuous 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 clapper completely up Kristin 's ass, then slipped in a finger with some spit and purulent juice. Finally she had three fingers in there and pronounced her ready.

My prick 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 baby. I remember grabbing her tits hard ... and I remember her cumming so gruelling kitty juice was actually dripping from her cunt.

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

Both daughter wanted more. I was n't ready to oblige anymore. But I laid there, sucking indulgent tits while they masturbated themselves on my branch. I did cum one Thomas More time ... but there was hardly any seed cumming out, mostly just junk at this point.

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

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After our morning P90 exercising, we ate Gayle 's pancakes from my dehydrated stash, and I talked about my cosmopolitan plan for taking back our little neighbor town. Since it did n't look like my buddies were coming, I was going to use their nutrient, and guns, and other supplies. With all of us, We had about 3 age of food in storage.

But that was n't enough. What then ? My plan was to get farming future spring. But we need to bring in out Zach and all his friends first ; ca n't have him trampling all over our field of operation and gardens.
Then, Patsy spoke up.

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

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

Finally, Erin broke the tension. `` Why the shtup would you say that ? Are you fucking stupefied ? '' That 's my miss !

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

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

I laughed out loud. Then the others all started talking and holla, but I could learn Patsy saying something like `` You 're going against God 's plan '' or some tinker's damn like that.

Hey, I 'm a believer in the U. S. Constitution of the United States. You want to believe in the Big Sky Daddy, go rightfield ahead. That 's your right, it 's constituent of the number 1 Amendment. You want to consider in the Flying Spaghetti colossus ? Fine. I do n't give care. But your freedom and rights end when they impact my freedom and rights.

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

'' Patsy ... you can believe what you want to think. But, you are also a Edgar Guest in my business firm. My plan, for all the occupant of this house, is to try and get through this zombie spirit Book of Revelation, and to maintain living and kill the bad guys. I want to plant harvest, I want us to be safe. I want us to live. I kind of idea those were mutual opinion we all had. I expected everyone in this house to wreak towards that goal. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

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

'' Let 's see a display of hands.Who wants to try and live on through this thing and amount out the other side ? '' Everyone 's hand went up except Patsy's.

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

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

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

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

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

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

More holloa. Gayle glared at me. Lorraine, or Lorrie as I was now calling her, looked at me a piffling hurt, like she was being left out of something. the Nazarene, it did n't find good to let down her. What the piece of ass ?

I ate the rest of my breakfast. The girls were all agitated with fool and they argued with each other. I looked at chump. Pretty female child, dyed blonde whisker, prissy firm trunk, obviously somewhat saucy as she 's in college. But she 's either a religious wacko or she 's gone sick. Maybe both. Oh well, not my job anymore.

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

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

I came back with a nice backpack, filled up.

'' patsy. get-go of all, I 'm sorry to take infringed on your beliefs. That was unseasonable of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

'' And I 'm deplorable for the fornicating. '' That brought some snort and downright laughter.

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

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

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

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

'' Patsy, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't feature soul here who I ca n't trust not to pull up stakes a door afford on determination. '' I held up the pack for her.

'' Gayle ? '' mug pleaded.

Gayle looked at her invertebrate foot. `` You know, Patsy, I think Michael 's right. If you feel this way, you endanger all of us. I 've almost lost my own girl due to an stroke with these ... affair that certainly are n't holy person. I 'm not going to risk that you want these affair to live ! ``

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

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

'' The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want ... '' mug began. She kept praying as she shouldered the pack. I helped her adjust the shoulder strap. `` Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadower of expiry, I will fear no immorality. ``

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

'' Surely good and mercy will follow me, all the twenty-four hour period of my sprightliness. ``

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

I went to my way and returned with the .308 rifle. It 's got a 16 tycoon 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 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 maintain right on repeating her Psalm for what seemed like the 23rd time.

I took up a stance on our hill and looked down the vale. 5 Zekes were ambling about. I targeted the close one at about 150 yards.

godsend !

'' the Nazarene ! '' Erin jumped. `` That affair barque, does n't it ! ``

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

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

roar ! got him.

BOOM ! got her.

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

I hollered out into the vale, `` ejaculate rear ! ! ! ``

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

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

That fifth part Zach was now walking in a straight origin away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... hold ... microphone boom !

Got him ! But my exhilaration was short lived as we saw several more Zach 's cum from the town arena and headed to where mark would be. They were out of range, though.

I turned and headed back to the house. Some of the girlfriend 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 conclusion. I think mike was bluffing, right mike ? '' I nodded. I was. I did n't anticipate her to really go.

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

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

The modality was, okay. people were disappointed with soft touch, but nonentity seemed to be upset with me. I just hope we do n't see her as a new 'Angel'. I wo n't hesitate to buck her snake god body, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the miss about my plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` Master 's Hardware and Dry Goods '' storage. The little girl need underwear, shoes that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these lady friend have actual big breast. And I need them to be able to run. Big bouncing tits are fun to ascertain in ho-hum move when they run, but in a Zed berth it ai n't cool to have things going in all directions. Got ta strap those puppies down.

'' I 'm going to need two military volunteer for tomorrow 's digression, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now hold on a back. I need people who are soundly shots, can make a motion quick, and do n't mind getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two More ... Lorrie, sorry sweetie, you need more healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, asshole ! ``

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

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

So instead of a moving-picture show that night, we all cleaned the weapon system and checked our large number. We loaded the Jeep with some trade goods, like gallon jug of water and canned foods in example we found some survivors. Also some dry food for thought like second potatoes and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

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

I was left unmolested that Night, which was respectable. I got some pretty unspoilt sleep.

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

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with tears in her center. I held her shoulders, afraid to touch her cover. Her breasts pressed into me. Jesus.

'' seminal fluid back to us ... to me ... '' she whispered.

We got in the landrover and headed towards town.

As we headed down Main Street, we could see the numb Zeds from the early day. nonentity is cleaning up the town. We stopped in front end of `` Master 's '' store. Peeking in the windows, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the chalk lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, movement. Hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the entrepot. I did n't want to just shoot and bust up the deoxyephedrine, I wanted to keep on some integrity to the store. Talking to the female child, we drove the Jeep around the side of the store. I took a set of keys, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the jeep and went up the fire outflow to the second floor. I climbed in the window and cleared the area. The former gal came in. Okay.

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

I took two gradation downstairs, and was met by a Whitney Young man with a scattergun pointed at my face.

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

I set the crovel down, but now the kid had three other rifles pointed at his 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 bonk who to point it at. My girls were yelling, so were the boys ; this was very tense up and could go bad in a hurry. But I could see these were young kids. I did n't think they were severe, just being protective.

'' My girls ! SHUT UP ! '' And they did. `` okay lad. I 'm going to subscribe to my helmet off. Ok ? Just really slow, we are n't here to hurt you. We want to buy or sell for some thing. ``

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

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

'' Ok. See ? Just a regular guy. Erin, girls. low-pitched your rifles. See make fun ? We 're nerveless. Everybody 's cool ... tilt your rifles on the wall. Nice and easygoing. Yeah that 's it. Okay, now take off your helmets. ``

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

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

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

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

'' I 'm J. P. Morgan, '' said my guy on the stairs. He handed me the shotgun while he moved over to rock hired man with the girls.

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

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

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

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

'' So, you 're ... Bat Masters'Logos ? '' I smiled again. Another trick only old guys get.

'' well hombre, I 'm very pitiful for your exit. But we need some things for the girls. You fellas need water ? food ? ``

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

Wyatt slugged him on the shoulder. He did n't need to depend bad in social movement of the girls.

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

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

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

I opened the back door with the key from Wyatt, and I quickly dispatched inadequate Virgil with my Crovel. Erin helped me drag in him outside. We cleaned up the rakehell so the male child would n't see anything.

The ambience lightened up then. The two sisters went shopping with the son helping. For a rotten small town, they had pretty soundly stuff. I guess there 's a pretty famous trailhead up in the woods, so they get quite a few hikers coming through here needing last minute gear.

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

'' Can we get to the clock tower from here ? '' I asked. It was just a petty cupola kind of a thing, sitting on the ceiling of the secondment floor. We climbed the stairs from the ceiling. A couple kicks and the clock fell out of the front. Nice view from here, we could see most of the town, now.

I looked at Erin. Her side pleaded with me.

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

She grinned and sighted in the first one with her AR. This was my thoroughly one, with an ACOG scope on it and a James Thomas Harris bipod.

roaring !

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

windfall !

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

bonanza !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

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

She also had this turn on look on her aspect, kind of like the former day. She anxiously scanned for more. Fortunately, for her, early Zeds were drawn to the disturbance and came out to see what all the noise was about.

godsend !

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

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

'' You 're an awe-inspiring stroke, smasher ! '' And I rested my hand on her cut back little ass.

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

bunce !

'' Jesus ! '' she cried out as I resumed massaging her ass. She spread her legs more, inviting my script to travel down the fissure 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 account of the gun, I continued.

'' Reloading, '' she said. I took that second to get through around her and unmake her belt, then just shucked her camo knickers down. She was n't wearing any underwear. She struggled out of one leg, so she could still move. I rested my hired hand on her silky smooth nude butt.

Erin exhaled, I paused, and BOOM !

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

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

And I jammed three more fingers up her oozing cunt.

'' Savior I 'm close Daddy ... so close ... '' bonanza !

I pulled my paw out of her backside, and reached around to the front so I could squeeze and rub down her clit.

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

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

I squeezed her button in between my thumb and fingers, her petty self-conceited buddy sent frisson throughout her body.

thunder !

'' piece of tail ! ! ! ``

BOOM !

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

'' Fuck me, daddy, '' she pleaded.

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my dad, '' she said softly. `` piece of tail me pa. '' Then through gritted tooth : `` Fuck me hard Daddy ! Let me obliterate these fuckers and fuck me, pa. ``

Jesus Christ, I do n't even have a girl, but hearing her lecture like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a hurry. I lined up right behind her and thrust my cock up her stringent 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 twat juice.

She took aim some more. I paused.

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

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

boom !

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

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

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

I fucked her as surd as I could while she tried to cease the short Zach.

'' Stop it ! '' she giggled.

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

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 piece of ass like a champ, bucking her hips back into my poke. I grabbed and yanked on her ponytail as my throbbing cock sank deeper and deeper into her body.

Erin reached down to her slit and frigged herself for a few moments, then took that deal and tried to shove it in my face. She succeeded, smearing my face with creamy pussy cum.

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

'' pa 's little fucking whore ? Huh baby ? ``

'' Yes dada oh my fucking GOD ! ``

'' You like pappa 's dick ? ``

'' Yeah Daddy keep fucking me ! ``

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

'' Oh piece of tail YES pa ! Cum in me dad ! ! ``

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

And I came inside her like a tidal undulation. I could feel her kitty paries contract around my peter as she came also. Hot sperm met hot pussy succus to create white lava inside her cunt.

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

'' Oh daddy '' Erin whispered, I could barely see her in the light dawning breeze. `` daddy ... papa ... ''

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

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

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

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

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

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

Erin stood up and tugged me a niggling bit on the shoulder. I set down the gun and kissed her passionately, tasting my cum on her lips and tongue. She held me so sloshed for such a little thing.
Reluctantly, we dressed. We ended up going through four cartridge holder. 120 rounds. With misfire and on-purpose shaft fired during sex, we figured we hit close to 100 zombies.

I pulled the little bipartizan radio set out of my shoulder air hole and put in a song to the house.

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

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The tall one ? dunderhead ! ``

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 snapshot. Oh, and Lothringen says to tell you 'negative Ghostrider, the pattern is full'. What the Inferno are you jest at talking about ? ``

I chuckled out loudly while Erin just looked at me like I was pudden-head. `` All good here. Little Tiger is quite the sharpshooter. The sisters are negotiating for goods as we speak. Will turn back back in 15. Tell Lorrie 'it 's time to bombinate the towboat'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

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

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As Erin and I neared the underside floor, we heard some scuffling and what sounded similar one or both of the lady friend screaming. We bolted down the last-place couple dance step, my Crovel held ready to swing and Erin 's AR ready to burn down. What we saw was rather surprising.

Across the store, about 30 feet, was a ice case about 15 feet long that held knives, binoculars, and other high dollar detail. It was also the check area with cash register and credit card machine.

inclination against the case were our two sister, naked as jaybird. Their weapons system outstretched, they were holding onto the diametric side of the slip. They were holding on because the two comrade were fucking them from behind for all they were worth. They were facing us, but cipher saw us as they were in various throe of passion.

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

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

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

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

The boys froze, and started to withdraw.

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

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

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

We started outside. I could listen Liz saying to Sir Thomas Wyat `` Get back here and fuck me ! He 's o.k. ! ``

I found an domain out back of the store that seemed to have somewhat flaccid primer. I said to Erin, `` overcompensate me. I 've got to dig a grave for Virgil. And scream the spread. It 'll be another hour or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

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

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

We both laughed.

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

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

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

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

The zombie kid started to moan. But being pocket-size he did n't give a lot of output. I do n't retrieve any others heard him.

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

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

'' Sorry, Daddy. ``

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

I dragged Virgil Masters over to his hole. It was n't 6 feet deep. More like 4. Sorry Virg, I do n't sustain 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 live 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 ... pa ... I do n't need you to be my boyfriend, or husband. I do want to celebrate screwing you. And I love you, I do. But as far as long-run goes, well you 're probably more suited to Gayle. Maybe I 'll receive someone to settle down with. Like the Dizzy sisters have. ``

I finished covering up Virgil. `` Come here, infant young woman. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a short bit. `` I 'll be your 'Daddy'. I 'll be Daddy with benefits, okay ? ``

We smiled and went back in the store.



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

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

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

Erin laughed out garish and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

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

It was form of a flat brim cowboy-type hat. Like Clint Eastwood wore in High-Plains vagabond 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 couple pairs ? Who 's not getting shoe. ``

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

holy place shit ! So that was the price ? well I do n't be intimate if it 's okay or not. I had to think fast.

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

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

Things move quickly in the New World.

'' Well, not so fast. This place is very vulnerable. Glass windows all over, the back door lock could n't stop a seven-year-old ... '' Shit. What to do ?

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

That seemed to sit okay with people. We were packing the jeep with the clothing, when Daniel Morgan noticed the pile of fresh shit. He stopped and stared at it, tears welling up in his eyes.

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

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

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


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There was majuscule excitement 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 afflict with the baby, so that was good. Then the girls discovered their new wearing apparel, and the shrieking was nearly intolerable. brake shoe that fit ! pants that fit ! underclothes !

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' So yeah, just agitate the mend through, without dinging the side of the barrel -- ''

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

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

'' Can you show me ? I want to start doing this kind of stuff with you guys ! I 've shot before. And I 'm feeling all in effect. '' Lorrie gave me her sweetest grinning she had, which was a do it nice one that could very well send a thousand ships to war.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' It 's good ! look ! ``

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

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

nooky 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 bandages off yesterday to let it respire. I never stitched anything before. The job itself looked awful, but the skin was holding and was n't infected.

'' I think you 're going to go, '' 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 thank you for saving me. ``

I held her gently on her lower pelvic arch. Her stripped pelvis. Jesus Christ her skin is so soft and warmly ...

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

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

'' I do n't call up you 're a kid ... '' With a body like that ? She 's all woman, all the fourth dimension. `` But, you need to take it prosperous with that back. I do n't need any stitches to come out. '' I could n't think of anything else to say. I mean, people are likely to come back at any moment. Yes, I fucked some of the early girls, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' Arms up. ``

She raised her coat of 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 breast 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 stacks of smut. Mom 's as good or better. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

And she left to riposte the others. I stood there like, What the shtup ? They are taking turns ? With me ? fountainhead that 's just ... well it 's not the worst thing that could fall out, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

'' Those male child are Very nice. Very nice. They tell me they want the Sister to populate with them. What do you call back ? ``

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

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few daylight I think it would be mulct. We need to start taking back the town anyway. Would be effective to suffer a forward base there. We 've got radios. We could surcharge them up with a set of solar control panel. It could work. ``

We had a dainty dinner of beef stroganoff, from my supply of dehydrated food. Canned peaches for dessert. Also had dozens of vodka and fruit juice.

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

The son shoved the tabular array to one side, and we had a dance floor. Rihanna 's beats were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a dancer or anything, but I do have cycle. So I was capable to pretend I had some motion. It did n't matter much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the chorus :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly good !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't handle I like the smell of it !
control stick and Harlan Fiske Stone may break my clappers
But Ernst Boris Chain and whiplash excite me ! ``

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

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

With all the `` Ooh sister, sister '' poetry, it was getting crazy. Erin jumped up on the table and took off her T-shirt and excite her happy small boobs for everyone to see ! The boy were dancing with their girls, 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 boys, and the girls on each other in some serious dirty dancing.

We started throwing our drinks 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 read the tag. 36C. Nice ! And she filled it all up.

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

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

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

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

3 Zeds were at the paries of the mansion. Somebody had n't locked the gate.

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

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

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

Gayle gave me a sad spirit as Payton just sort of sidled up to me. Lorrie looked a trivial put out, also.

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the lav and bedrooms. I was the in conclusion to use a public toilet. Got myself a exhibitioner, finally. Got to remember to tally the water grade tomorrow in the storage cisterns, I reminded myself.

When I opened the room access to my little computing machine room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was stark raw, sitting on the air mattress with her vertebral column up against the pillows and the wall. Her flop hand was lazily playing with her shaved pussy while her pass on hand toyed with a nipple.

'' Hey, '' she said. `` hope you do n't mind ... there 's nowhere else to log Z's. ``

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

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

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

'' Keep going, '' I said. Watching a woman masturbate is one of my great pleasure in biography. 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 look out me ... ''

I settled into the berth electric chair. `` hardly verbalise a short. Tell me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? Show me. ``

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

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to lick me hard ... and put your spit on my button ... and bite it a little ... '' she was getting the knack of it. Her digit slipped inside her pussy as she talked.

'' And I want your pecker. I want you to ... um ... fuck me. '' She slipped in two fingerbreadth. `` I want you to do it me expert. Fuck me voiceless. shag me a lot. Fuck me harder. And harder. '' Three of her finger fucked her twat now.

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

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

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

'' Yes babe, tell me Thomas More. ``

I went and stood on the air mattress, straddling her, my cock just a foot from her face. Pre-cum oozed from the tip. I ran my digit up the briny 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 hump me ... please you have to know me ... please ... ''

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

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

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

'' I fucked her from behind. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck ass piece of tail ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her cunt ! ``

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

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

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

'' Tell me, '' she gasped. `` Tell me something else or just lie with 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 on-key ? ``

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

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

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

She writhed in delight as she convulsed from her orgasm. When she was spent, I grabbed her pegleg and dragged her down fully on to the mattress so I could bang her good. And I did. I shoved my putz all the way up her dripping puss so good she did n't sleep with what hit her. I had to plough her over, face-down, so she could call into the pillows.

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was cool to bang someone almost as big as me. But her inviolable stage were like jelly as I pounded her pussycat into submission.

I pulled my tool out and threatened her ass with it, pressing into her rosebud a little. But she flinched really hard, she was n't fix for that. I dropped it back into her bitch and fucked the daylight 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 head in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'signal with my finger to my oral cavity. She nodded and sat on the flooring. Pulling her picayune elbow grease trouser aside, she rubbed her pussy as she watched me fuck Payton.

She, Payton, had no idea anybody else was in there as she was in the throes of ecstasy. I rolled Payton on her vertebral column again so I could see her nerve when I fucked her. She held on to me tight, never opening her eyes. I squeezed her tits as I lay on her, the nipple hard as fucking rock candy. Then I reached around and grabbed her ass cheek, pulling her tightly and going deeper into her bitch. I easily slipped a finger's breadth up her ass. She responded by kissing me hard.

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

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

She opened her center for the first time in about 10 transactions as she watched me fall in between her luscious jug. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left field. Payton kind of laughed but did n't look to mind.

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

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

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

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

To my surprisal, Erin scrambled right over and got between Payton 's wooden leg. She lapped at her puss as I fucked the hoot out of her tits.

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

I was about at the end of my forget me drug. I reached down and pulled on her teat as Payton squeezed her tits. Pulled on the fuckers pretty hard. Payton yelped as my cum shot into her mouth and on her chin. She moaned more as Erin 's tongue made her cum. I shot some more cum onto her human 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 lifelike high. She swallowed the cum in her backtalk, but the rest of it was streaming down her face.

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

Erin bent down and greedily licked it from Payton 's cheeks, backtalk and neck. She then drooled it into Payton 's lip, who swallowed it easily.

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

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

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

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

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

Payton roused out of her stupor to notice Erin.

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

I was taking mental banker's bill. Erin had a way ... between her snuggling and fondling and nursling, 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 knocker. I slopped up some kitty-cat juice onto an break tit, Erin saw that and just plunk on it.

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

- - -

The future morning we had powdered eggs, freeze-dried ham, and pancakes. All courtesy of Momma Gayle, with some help from Lorrie, of course. That dump 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 C plow to the Unimog. Too many dead eubstance in the street, you know. We scored scads of plywood at the ironware store to barricade the Master 's fund. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the east end of briny street. It already had some followers. The cool affair about the Mog is its height. No subject what the Zeds do, they ca n't break in. They ca n't break up the looking glass. They ca n't climb into the cab. So we Parked it in the center of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for serious long range and stopping index. Also had an AR, and the suppress 22. The idea was, they would bug out shooting at Zach, which would take more Zachs, and they would hold open shooting. Lorrie would get some real on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Morgan, and Wyatt went down to a side street at the whole other end of the modest town. We pulled up to the last house. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boy had pitchforks. We also had shooting iron, all of us. The thought, though, was to go quiet down and check the houses.

The first one was a objet d'art of bar. Tapped on the threshold, all quiet. The house was unbolted, cipher inside. We checked for practice of medicine and nutrient, found a pretty trade good stash of privy. Some good food in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No medicines. No weapons. Some old lady wearing apparel, that 's about it. We stacked the cans 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 town. We saw a twosome zachs here and there amble along in their direction.

I wanted the male child to get some training, so we had Gayle stand behind the door, and she yanked it outdoors. Sir Henry Morgan went first and jabbed the fucker right in the eye. He dropped. Morgan let out a whoop and went to high-five his brother when I clamped him hard on the shoulder.
'' Shut the fuck up ! '' I whisper-hollered at him. He was regretful, would n't do it again.

Found a piffling solid food, a .38 revolver with 9 shells, some 42-year old man-about-town, and some dirty apparel. But we took everything we could find. Candles, aluminum foil, baggies, toilet paper, couple, dog food.

Next household, we tapped on the window. We could n't see through the window as the pall were drawn.

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

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

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

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

'' You the 1 making all the noise ? ``

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

'' Naw. I 'm in force for the winter. Come springtime, I 'll be needing some supply, though. You reckon we 'll get some tycoon and food by then ? ``

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

'' It 's misfire. Count Rumford. Never had much pauperization for no man. Although, I do kind of like your style, Slim. '' She let that hang. I was n't trusted what to say. Was n't expecting to be hit on today, to the lowest degree not by an old lady. 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, sanction ? ``

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

We went through 30 more houses, but no other living common people. pile of dead trunk, though ; human being and automaton. Did obtain a seemly 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in several calibers with a few boxwood of shield for each.

Suddenly, the radio crackled to life.

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

We piled into the landrover and shot back towards principal street. We got some more information from Erin ; they had moved the truck to try and get a punter emplacement to shoot from.

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

'' I know Michael, I 'm drear. But Lorrie 's trapped. hurry ! ``

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

'' She 's up on the second base. precipitation ! ``

We broke into the scurvy flooring of the real demesne agency. I killed two zeds with my Crovel. I could hear Thomas More of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` Look out below '' and threw a duo more ezed down the steps. gunshot followed as Erin or soul killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The zee were now converging on us. We each fired our pistol until they were empty-bellied. The floor was slippery from all the ichor and gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed point. I worked my way into what seemed a bedroom, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a paries, holding back two zombies with just her rifle bbl. Crying and screaming, she was going to lose the engagement in the succeeding few seconds as the combined weighting of the two big man zombi spirit was probably 400 pounds.

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

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

'' Come on ! descriptor a perimeter ! What have I been talking to you about for the last 4 solar day ? And somebody go get my Crovel ! ``

We finally formed a walking convoy and made our way down to master key 's Hardware. Wyat drove the landrover, running down zee while I carried Lorrie. Erin and Gayle covered us as John Pierpont Morgan followed in the Unimog. We finally got inside the store.

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

I sat down and held my head in my manpower. Jesus I almost fucked up again ! We need Sir Thomas More training before we can do this sort of affair !

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

'' No, '' I snapped back at her. `` You should n't possess. 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 tower so she could tear Thomas More zeds.

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

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

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

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

zombie spirit moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

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

After a couple hours, we did more than P90 training, 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 it.

I did n't deserve any happiness right then.

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Chapter 9 - The convalescence
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The next three 24-hour interval raced by. I took a team of Wyatt, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two other nearby towns, just a little great than ours. They were as bad or spoilt than our piffling Ithiel Town. There 's a larger Ithiel Town to the Frederick North of us, but I imagine they are inundated with zed.

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

Back at the ranch, we all put on our gear for very live training. First, everyone got used to hitting me on the headway with broomsticks. Did n't even reach me through my helmet, but everyone got lots of licks in.

At the Lawnmower mending shop class, we got lots of lawnmower vane. We trimmed up one end to fit the gals smaller hired man, then wrapped it in paracord to cause a nice handle. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like finish. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some yard blood, the strong-armer sort, not grass rakes. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the middle ones facing forward. I thought this would come up in handy.

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

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

being generally shorter, except for Payton, the girlfriend were having a elusive time with a one-shot putting to death ; Zed 's arms were too long. The girl learned to hack off an arm or two first, then go for the kill. Or complain them in the knee joint so Zed fell down. Then it was an easy putting to death shot.

Then they tried it with the profligate. a good deal better ! firmly baseball swing to the human knee, down they went. Then they were easy pickins for a rake-shot to the head. So that became our primary tactic ; glance over them out in the unresolved, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

Reports from the outside cosmos were disheartening. Entire cities like New York had fallen into thoroughgoing abattoir. The internet was pretty limited. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Silicon valley guys always had bully security.

The HAM radiocommunication reports were awful. Mostly just lonely calls from masses in trouble. We could n't go help oneself them, nonentity was around us. After a while we quit turning it on.

- - -

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

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

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

And they brought out all kinds of good stuff and nonsense. Including air hostess Donettes ! And Hostess Cherry Pies !

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

Erin laughed. `` retrieve the round K store ? I swiped some delicacy for you then. '' She hugged me hard and I hugged her back. She cried a little, then everyone else gave me a lilliputian represent. They were mostly from the ironware store in town, but it was awful. I got a new neckerchief, folding tongue, hunting wind sleeve, a canteen, some other odds and ends. Some Drakkar Noir from Gayle and Lorrie.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

- - -

As we entered the house, I was told to shower first since it was `` daddy perceptiveness day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my cascade on. Would be nice to get clean first-class honours degree, for once.
I was just getting some Joseph Black stock off my implements of war when the door opened. I was please ! We were so focussed lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a piece. As long as it was n't one of the guys, I would be happy with whoever it was.

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

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

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

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

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

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

She stepped in the rain shower. I tried to rick around.

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

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

She washed my arms as they hung by my side.

'' weapons system up, '' she said. And washed my pits.

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

She lowered her soapy hands down to my belly. I was fully intemperate at this point. I tried to wiggle a footling, to get my cock to hit her in the hands.

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

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

'' Oh that find dainty .... yessss ... ''

She reached between my brass with the scrubby matter, washing my prick and contamination. I hung my heading down, letting the hot pee cascade down my back.

'' Wow dad, '' she said. `` You 're all severely even back here ! ``

And with that, she dropped the scrubby and massaged my butthole. She leaned into me again with her nipple and body. She reached around with her early hand and gently traced her fingers along my impossibly hard slam. But that finger's breadth on my ass ... it went inside ...

'' You like this, pappa ? ``

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

'' No devotee. Just one. Up to the kickoff knuckle. So about one inch or less ... '' Well it felt like Johnny The Wad himself was back there. Saviour. I 'll be a little more careful with young lady in the future when fucking their asses.

Gayle gave my shaft a good squeeze then suddenly let go. She slid down on her human knee, and began to kiss my ass buttock. She pulled them apart, then stuck her lingua in the racy of property. I could n't think it.

'' holy place Fuck '' was all I was able to mutter.

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

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

She turned and leaned against the tile, like she was getting arrested. Her monumental titty hung down, and her beautiful ass stuck out towards me. I admired her get off European olive tree skin.

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

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

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

I forgot all about style and breeding and the soap, I just grabbed her and held her from the back, running my men all up and down her hanging tits, abdomen, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

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

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

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

'' Well, you 've got all these teen to sleep with, and they 're so a good deal ... tighter than me ... ''

I spread her ass cheeks and buried my font between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussy, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my lingua up her ass and up her cunt, she seemed to like that. I kind of settled in with my thumb in her butt and digest my mouth and knife on her pussycat. Her tart flavors covered my case as I tried to burrow into her cunt. Again, I was glad I had stocked up so many razors, not a hair's-breadth in sight.

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

I squeezed the poop out of both her ass cheeks as I continued eating her out. Tight little skinny girls are nifty. No doubt. But a cleaning woman with curves, that 's the one for me !

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

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

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

'' FUCK ! I 'm cumming cumming oh shtup I 'm cumming oh have it off oh fuck ! ``

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 hard, and she licked up her own juice off my face. She rose up slightly and settled back down, my stopcock sinking feeling further up her twat.

I fondled her lusciously boastfully tits, and then clamped my mouth down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit hard, drawing as a great deal as I could into my mouth.

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

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

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

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

'' Come on, do n't be a infant ! ``

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

I got more aggressive, slapping both her titmouse with both my hands. These slaps were n't hard enough to ping anyone down or anything, but her skin was turning a healthy spectre of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to harry her swaying boobs.
I was getting a huge cathexis out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my cock, and watching those bosom jiggle with each smack was too much for me.

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

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

I could n't take it. I came.

As always, that kickoff scene felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my vein. Each subsequent spirt felt incredible, too. Gayle felt my red-hot guesswork enter her cunt as I pumped more and Sir Thomas More sperm into her.

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

My pecker began to shrivel a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to work my cock before the exhibitioner washed us clean. I could see she got a good helping down her throat.

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

'' Probably wo n't be any hot H2O 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 piddling chair to fix her typeface. She looked so cute, branch crossed, bosom hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a youth boy watching mommy get ready. My turncock felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, honey ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

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

Gayle got down on her articulatio genus, continuing to rub her boobs.

I squirted a pretty declamatory payload right field onto her boob, then a twain diminished one, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her breasts as she leaned over and puzzle out my cock clean.

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

... except for her daughter ...


- - -

Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch perfect tense'and sang along with all the a Gallinago songs, the miss were all variety of silly and a bit strange. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat next to me during the motion-picture show, with her daughter Lorrie on my other side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would chance. But I did n't experience to wait long.

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

'' What 's a gracious girl like you doing in a property like this ? '' I asked her.

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

'' I just came to verbalise, '' she said. She had a feeding bottle of my prise Justin Pinot grape noir and a twosome eyeglasses. We sat down, me in my flap chair and her in the metal folding chair.

We talked about a lot of things, but mostly about our position and what my plans were for the future. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of work. What we really needed was a way to make a zombie free people area so that we could then begin farming operations. Plus we now had lots of new rima oris from townsfolk that we had 'liberated'.

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

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

'' Well I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got variety of defensive attitude. `` I think we 've got a tangible shot at making something -- ''

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm for certain you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is toilsome to say ... I want Lorrie to have the love of a estimable man. put forward a family. You know, those form of things. ``

'' Oh ... yeah, I get that. But I guess she 's only got thin pickins right now. Mr. Olson today was unity. 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 G guys to prefer from, I 'd need you. You just ... you do what has to be done, you work hard, you 're dependable at keeping everyone animated ... plus you 're amazing at sex. ``

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

'' But what ? ``

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

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

She 's in love with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two main takings here. Number One is, you, Gayle. And turn Two, I 'm not trusted I 'm set up to settle down just yet. I mean, I will at some point, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to keep our grouping going. I do n't know if I have time for a genuine relationship. It 's umm ... it 's pretty well-fixed right hand now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the doorway. ``

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 certain I would blame Lorrie at this tip. ``

Gayle kind of made a disappointed face.

'' No, I mean zippo bad about Lorrie. But I do n't make out her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't look so storm. We get along pretty fricking great. And, I think the heavy sex is just beginning ... ''

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the remainder of her wine-colored. `` I 'm not perfect. I had this visual sense of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't sound good at all, does it ? I mean, I at to the lowest degree wanted you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds kind of stupid now that I say it out loud. ``

I drank the respite of my pinot and poured us both some more.

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

Gayle bore a just resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly matter like bolt down a bunch of living dead with your bare fists and occur back for your reward. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go look her up. Sophia, I mean. hold out some of the youthful pictures of her, when her fuzz is passably straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's tits are bigger. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the room a bit, then I knelt down in front of Gayle 's chair.

'' Gayle. '' I placed my hired man on her impertinence. `` Even if I fell in love with your daughter, and wanted to expend the rest of my life with her ... how could I possibly only make dearest to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full lips. Her hand came up to me, she ran her digit through my hair.

Our back talk pressed a piffling unfaltering together and our sweet-flavored kiss turned a little hotter as I moved into her a little Sir Thomas More. I broke the candy kiss, only to get a slightly different angle and set out kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her lower lip, and sucked it into my oral fissure, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her back against the wall. With both my men gently holding her grimace, I kissed her with Passion and fondness like I 'd never palpate before.
Gayle had slipped her manus underneath my jersey and dragged her fingernails across my backrest. Then she continued to buss me as she pulled me closer to her.

'' Deliverer, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an ounce of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being nice. ``

She slipped my T-shirt over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` bandstand over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a baby ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk light, in just my faded blue jean with a bulging crotch.

'' Turn around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a little for her.

'' sweet Jesus of Nazareth, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, nobody 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your position, Gayle. ``

'' pickax up those exercising weight, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a match 30 pound dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few curls for her, some standing pressing, I turned my back to her and did some sidelong flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her proper manus gently rubbing her allow for tit, and her result forefinger in between her strawman teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of cool to hump I turn on a chick. 38 geezerhood old. Semi-ripped. Still have my pilus, all of it. I guess I 'm not the uncollectible guy they could run into in a snake god apocalypse.

I went and stood in nominal head of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my arms, like I was going to channel her over a limen. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one virgin in my totally liveliness. It did n't go so well. Lots of painful sensation. Crying. ignominy. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so liquid with women ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm awful. So, you really need me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the rightfield Holy Writ ? Deflower your daughter ? ``

'' I ca n't think of anyone I 'd rather bear do it, '' she said, twirling her finger's breadth through my hair.
I kissed her her on the backtalk for a few moments.

'' You want me to, know your daughter ? '' Long ... kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to have to suck in her tits for a real farsighted clock time. '' Kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to lick her puss. '' candy kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will lactate my tool. '' Kiss with some clapper ...

'' She will be honorable, I promise. ``

'' How do you roll in the hay ? ``

'' I 've made her pattern. On banana tree and cucumbers. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No diddly-shit ? ``

'' No shit. I told her it was an important skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing position, but we kept close and kissed more. I undid the belt on her robe, sliding my handwriting between her bland peel and the gown. I cupped her ass cheek and pulled her to me, she could palpate my hard-on now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to track up or anything.

'' Not always so nice. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my jeans as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down next to each other, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just be intimate teat. All titmouse. There 's just something about them that drives me nuts. Yeah, big surprise. But more than well-nigh guys, I love them. I love to puzzle out, and pick, and spin my tongue around them. And they all feel so different. Some are house, some are really spongelike, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as much as I could. Some nipple sharpness here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too much metre on the boob, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could fellate them for hr ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Christ no. It 's like the best massage in the world. Only better. I 'm a thousand pct relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How in force 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 breathing increased, so did my vigor. When she panted a little, I grabbed her snatch. With my palm on her button, 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 case and John Drew in her own nipple to her mouth. God I love that.
I rubbed her pussy faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a match more minutes when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few fourth dimension. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic waves washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' wait, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me roost ... too ... tender ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a unspoilt time for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her legs and guided my cock to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... Deliverer she was so wet I just slid right in.

'' Michael ... just a moment ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fuck .... ''

As my system of weights set down on her, our pelvises rubbed, re-igniting her clitoris. Gayle thresh about around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't form any existent words, just moans and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say shit but it was too much endeavour. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck other guys. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to grasp English language. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of cat. '' I sped up my pounding to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy screw ! Oh shit Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of time, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking hard. `` She should n't ... oh jesus Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it turn you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her dresser, sticking my pussy-sopping prick into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your girl watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your tits, your ass, oh that 's gracious baby yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy twat ... and not just once but a lot of sentence. ``

well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this point, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on mummy Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a flood down her throat. incumbrance after load of hot small fry shot into her rima oris. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

Panting, she rose up to trance her breath.

Then she called me an asshole and Slapped my typeface !

She sat there, all defiant, her centre gleaming. I was fucking turned on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her case down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her legs and shoved my pecker back into her cunt. Gayle arched her back as I entered her, and she moaned out loud. I was rather impressed with myself, even though I just came, I was ready for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at Night ... with her in the room ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your snatch ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a good mom. ``

'' You 're a cracking mom ... a Fucking nifty mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No solvent. I forced my script under her abdomen so I could catch her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrong ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her torso is so unbendable ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to imbibe prick ... ''

'' No Michael ... block up it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm for sure. ``

'' Stop it ... please oh shit oh make oh dump I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her cunt ... man ca n't you almost taste it ? '' I pulled my hand from Gayle 's pussy and rubbed it on her lips, buttock, pushed my fingers inside her mouth so she could savor it all.

'' You want to taste her ... '' I began cumming inside her slit. Her cunt walls gripped my putz and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh fuck yes ... sleep together yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the endorse time, filling up her twat with fiery hot sperm.
After a couple minute of arc, Gayle wriggled a bit and asked `` Would you mind ... ? '' So I rolled off her. To my surprise, she went down and cleaned up my cock with her glossa and sass, sucking up the combined cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, help oneself yourself to my spermatozoan anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making love to me. This will be the last clip. I want ... I want Lorrie to sustain a luck. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the close metre, we fucked again in the morning.


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Chapter 10 - The Date
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The future 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 admit to some green-eyed monster there, those chicks were pretty wild little honies !

So we spent most of the day trying to block off the town. We 'd been to every house, killed every zombie inside the homes, sheds, barns, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always more than zombies. 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 zona, '' Erin was saying. My fiendish slight killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a tight smudge where we are protected, but we can kill them with sticks or spears or something. ``

'' Genius ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up something and then decrease down. So the twilight kills well-nigh of them. Or at least founder their legs or spine. That would salvage, ammunition, right ? ``

The daughter kind of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ravel and jumping ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me call up. '' I had it. So mere, it just might work.

'' magnificent ! Lorrie, it 's brilliant. We get some transportation containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a orthogonal underground. We tilt them up at, like a ten or 20 degree angle. We 'll need lots of them. pile them on top of each early or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 groundwork high and they walk out the end of the net container right into thin air. They smash on the ground -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a hard landing place ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the field with fencing or more shipping containers ... ''

'' And when the expanse fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't possess to shoot any of them ! ``

We were all very majestic of ourselves. It 's a great fucking mind. Except, we did n't experience any merchant vessels containers. Or a way to move them. Or a Harold Hart Crane to heap them.

Eh, minor details.

- - -

We cleaned up more of the town. Not too many living family, but it 's good to rid of the lurkers. Zed likes to creep around and turn up in the most flakey station, so it 's secure to bear him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as zealous a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her gas, Lorrie really wanted it done up finis and personal. She wanted to look into their idle eye as they died again.

We had cleared out a section of house, then we went back to them to check for salvageable stuff. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this overnice old house, checking things out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not sure what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't think there will be any to a greater extent. I do n't know ... ''

'' Whaddya mean you do n't know ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a little steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I say her that her mom wants US to hook up ?

'' Well, you guys are smashing together, it would be squeamish to have a real daddy ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my real dad, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never psyche, it 's exquisitely. It 's hunky-dory ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, cipher can shut you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the sign some more. It 's kind of sad, looking through a dead person 's life.
Usually, we just look for condom where we might find guns, tree trunk for ammo, kitchens for food etc. But this house was unlike. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this house. I mean really. I could live in this firm if it were n't for the damn zombies. ``

'' Wyatt said it was once the mayor 's house. The townspeople built it a longsighted time ago for the then current mayor to live in. But later, it got bought by some rich people ... The town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your size of it, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couple outfits. `` She had some taste. Where in this townspeople would she wear this stuff ? This is like, New York urban center, 20 geezerhood ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some groan from the street.

'' tariff calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' Remind me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, mister ! '' She waggled her big brand at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the Hardware depot for lunch, now re-named professional and Lyndon Baines Johnson, in honor of the upcoming nuptials between the master copy male child and the Johnson sister. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a hour ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two blocks back to that decent house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a couple things from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quickie ! Am I old news already ? ``

'' You 're never old news program, my piffling darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's OK, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a Black dress, fitted, with some crazy cuts. kind of like that Demi G. E. Moore clothes from 20 twelvemonth ago. And I grabbed a couple of squeamish heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's okay ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a geek. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a nice necklace, too. `` You 'll want these, too. ``

We stashed everything in the Jeep. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' Stop smiling, Daddy, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your architectural plan, Daddy-man ? You going to take her to dinner ? Not many restaurants heart-to-heart right now ... ''

'' Well, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' oddball. Ok, I 'll cerebrate of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

- - -

We spent the rest of the day getting the Johnson Sister and the maestro Brothers situated. I let them have two solar panels and a bass cycle stamp battery so they could cause lights and charge up batteries. 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 jeep. Everybody hung out for the good afternoon, getting cascade and having a cocktail or two as we played some music video on the TV. It was kind of assuredness. At one point, Erin dragged a pile into my computer elbow room that included the attire and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her knocker and said `` Do n't blank out about me, dada ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her cunt through her camo pants a little bit.

'' Ooooh Daddy ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the shower ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can savor it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the bulwark, slight cunt. Spread em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underwear. I undid her knickers and yanked them down to let on her ass. I could see her cunt sassing, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous little boob with my left hand and with my right, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, Daddy ... yes ... touch me ... ''

While squeezing her tit arduous, I gently rubbed her pussy backtalk, feeling her moisture already, my bridge player spread them apart. I pinched her nipple strong 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.

'' silence baby ... halt calm down ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just Daddy. Just dad feeling up his petty girl ... His bad little girl ... and her wet pussy ... pappa likes her wet twat ... yes ... he will lick it again soon ... yes Daddy likes her bitch ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, dad, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, pa ... but do n't turn back ... lie with me anywhere I do n't care, pa ... even If you marry Lorrie, just lie with me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her snatch harder, squishing around in all her pussy dripping. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a honest little girl ... you like me squeezing your tits ? ``

'' Yes Daddy ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the time. We shower together, and I pee on her bosom in the shower. You should see us dada ... you should pee on her tits, too ... oh god ! shit shit shit diddly-shit ! I 'm cumming daddy cumming so good oh crap oh shite ! ``

Erin soaked my handwriting with her juice. I slipped my drenched middle digit right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in front of me, to suck my fully raging cock. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet hired man. She licked it clean 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 pants, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the lounge a few minutes later, nobody seemed to notice. I took my shower.

I came from my cascade and met Erin again, who handed me a prissy cold Coors Light.

'' Well thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boy and girls for dinner. You know, help them out with their starting time meal and stuff. ``

Nice plan, Erin ! What a good girl she is ...

'' wellspring, who 's going ? I 'm kind of beat, but I do n't sleep together if I like the idea of us separating, especially at night. ``

Truth was, Zach had been pretty calm lately, we seemed to have killed most of them in town.
But I had to make water it look good.

'' Well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the suppressed 22, my 1911, my blade. The residual of us will be armed also. We 'll be secure ! '' She winked at me.

'' Well maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to stay with her. We need you up here to advert. ``

I thought about it for a few moments, hoping to shit it attend good. `` fountainhead, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over plans and rules. I was n't too concerned, but I did n't want anything stupid to go on. And you can always count on Zach to make things stupid.

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We all said goodby to each other as the group went to pour down to visit the superior and Lyndon Johnson hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a little headache. Nothing severe. I 'm going to rest in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to make us some dinner, I 'll send out you in a plate ? ``

'' Sounds good, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few proceedings later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked great in her khaki short and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, youthful lady ? '' I made an exaggerated bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her best fake southern stress. `` fountainhead are n't you just a dear man ? I would love to ! ``

I picked up the southern drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from Texas so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` wellspring darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a lilliputian something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too kind, sir ! I would just be entranced ! I mean, after all, what kind of dinner getup 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 earth did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not authoritative. What is of import is that dinner is in one 60 minutes, and I do n't require to see skin 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 thing to do !

Within the next 60 minutes, I whipped up some freeze dried beef stroganoff, canned corn, and sure-enough Bisquick Biscuits ! Then I perked myself up a slight, shaved, put on my adept shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty goodness, if I must say so.

In precisely one time of day, Lorrie made her entrance. And what an entranceway !

The frock, black. The design, bare shoulders, with about one-inch straps that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's plentiful cleavage. Tight around her tummy, flowing over her hip joint, and ending just above her knee joint. Her bare legs stretched down to her satin black stiletto 3 inch heels. Her rich Robert Brown hair tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally rippled way. Just a little constitution to highlight her centre and some lip gloss to fix her lips shiny.

I could n't talk. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a turn a few feet away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I look okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her hands clasped and her eyes shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. trade good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so discover ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little wafture at that point. `` Good Night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' Well, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me perturbed ! `` How about I escort you to the lounge where we can have a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern emphasize again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the legal age for alcoholic potable is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a peace 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 silver necklace around her neck opening, my hands lingering on her diffuse cutis. She put in the matching earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't call back that this was ever potential again ! I feel like royal family or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her warmly waist as she snuggled close. I made us some Grey Goose auger over ice. It 's a simple drink, just vodka and rose wine 's lime juice, but it 's fair and to the point.

We sipped our drinks, told each other funny little fib, talked about old metre. The matter was, she had a way of making me seem interesting. But it was n't forced, she seemed unrestrained about what I had to say. She was either very serious at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a plate of food back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a chilled chardonnay grape. I find Theodore Harold White wine to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me stories of near-misses with son ; tons of boyfriends but most were scared of her or too stupid to know what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your class ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some worry view, for surely. 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 bridge player at the dysphemistic outside world.

'' What about you, why is there no missus around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had trouble remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the powerful 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 dearie ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to serve that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A valet de chambre does n't kiss and recite. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her voice trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an solution. But I was having a hard time 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 girl anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some practice I could be as well as her in bed, I 'm sure ! I 've watched good deal of television, and, ohmygod I should shut up ! I 'm so stymie ! ``

I stood up and held out my hand to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some soft euphony, this old 70s group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my hands to her waist as hers clasped around my neck. We swayed gently for a few mo, and I pulled her faithful to me.

Her body melted into mine, her massive chest pressed into mine. Her hairsbreadth smelled yummy, some rose-colored shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a piffling rank and file as we 're working grueling killing Zeds. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My rooster began to flip. And to fill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a endorse infant. '' I had to reach in and adjust my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable situation. `` All better now. ``

'' You get, hard that fast ? I 'm no-good, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get severely very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvic arch contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my mitt down her dorsum, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my life, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my boldness and lingered for a moment. I turned slightly and met her lips with mine. Oh god, she was so soft and fond. She opened her rima oris slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each early. My good hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a couple of my fingers.

After a few instant, our lips parted. But I pressed my forehead to hers, maintaining a very adumbrate stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me punishing, her rima oris working me over. Her hot knife licked my upper lip, then darted inside my mouth. I tried to wrestle her lingua with mine as our Passion increased. I grabbed both her ass boldness full on and grinded my stopcock into her. She responded with a slight gasp, and then proceeded to sop up my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The floor of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me publish this office of the story. I was taking originative penning in school when all of this went down and, so, I think the taradiddle needs my touch. So yes, I was completely in puppy honey with Michael at this point. I was also a Virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a penis inside me. I had had other thing, like Mom 's regal vibrator, her trash dildo, a cucumber, and some other assorted, um, 'items'inside me. But not a literal penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in beloved with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this head and I was just by 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Christ 's sake. In those older Clarence Shepard Day Jr., I think he was comparable set to collect sociable security ! ( I 'm sure he will be spanking me at about this gunpoint when he reads this. )

Well, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something former people had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very gamy touchstone. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the subscriber line, I think I was about 13 or 14, I watched a movie with Mom. It was called 'Tombstone .'Maybe you 've seen it. It 's the story of Wyatt Earp and his brothers. It starred Kurt Russel as Sir Thomas Wyat, and had lots of other coolheaded people in it. But the understanding I 'm telling you this, is because this is the initiatory prison term I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to write his name and depict bloom around it. I used to spell my gens and his epithet together, and I would write 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill pages with hearts and flowers ! So you do n't fuck him ? He was Virgil Earp. Tall, slightly graying hair, and THAT vocalisation ! Deep baritone, Lone-Star State accent, and his character was just a fucking MAN about everything. He was also in spectre Rider ( my second favorite moving picture, behind tombstone ) as the guy in the burial site who tells Nicholas John Cage what 's going on with everything. He did a bunch of TV commercial, including Ram Trucks for the hold up few old age right up to the Zombie Crash.

I do n't live where he is now, but I 'm for certain he 's in Lone-Star State doing just fine. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega infatuation on some old moving picture actor.

fasting forward till now. We girlfriend were on the run from the zombi spirit, and we were losing people left and aright. You ca n't even suppose the threat and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained much about 'the smash'of civilization in this tale. ) He was all set up there in his bunker drinking cold beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were near death at every step. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to wax a fencing. I could find hot blood line running down my back and I could see the concern in everyone 's middle as we tried to find a firm to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this mansion, and then passing out. I have glimpses of things from then on, but I 'm not sure if they are my actual retention or faux 1 since I 've heard the story so many times.

What I do commemorate is waking up and not knowing what the fuck was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty much lying in a flood of what smelled like pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a strange room I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to fill me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our lives at the very concluding potential moment before we were all eaten alive. He had taken us to a unattackable spot that had solid food, pee, electricity, movies, gun for hire, popcorn, and he was n't an asshole ! He patched me up and save me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first time a little while later that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the dark before getting me some medicine, and he was now training the miss in shooting skills so they could all kill zombies.

So here 's the conniption : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a TEXAS accent ! Not real inviolable, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got jean on and some kind of army jumper on, and military-looking thrill. His air, his deportment, he was just ... well he was n't a snatch, I can tell you that ! His bountiful side appeared turnover about something, and yet he was pure sweetness and benignity to me. As we chatted, he ran a fingerbreadth around my ear, pushing my hair's-breadth off my face and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the side by side couple of Clarence Shepard Day Jr., while I 'm recovering, stories start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the girls, and he 's got a big ass tool. So let 's recap. Big cock, well-favoured guy, tall, Texas accent, has his shit together, kills automaton without batting an eye, saves demoiselle in severe distress, ilk musicals and retro rock 'n' roll, is apparently serious at pleasing the ladies, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 good things to one not-so-great thing. Fortunately, I 've had a life history long love social occasion with my older Sam, so that one thing is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally head over heels, prime time in love with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was convince him that I was so often better than the 8 hot babe already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No job whatsoever, right ? Especially for an injured virgin like myself !

Things went along for a time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really want to look at me at multiplication. Now, I do n't want to seem like all stuck up and rat, but I 'm pretty damn cute. I was thinking it was maybe my pinhead. Guys are so eldritch. They seem to like breast, but if you 've got over-sized ace like I do, they just make fun of you or get all stupid or, I do n't know what. I know there 's Guy who think that 'more than a handful is a dissipation', and then there 's guys who just eff massive titty. How do I recognize this while remaining a virgin ? Simple ! I watch a lot of porn and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few details of their solo time together. I knew she was smitten ( her discussion, not mine ) but she also knew it was just sort of a fling ; Michael did n't seem to want to get too attached at this 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 assure 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. belatedly at Night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could hear mom giving herself an coming. Squishy sounds in a belittled room, can only be one affair, ya have it away ? Sometimes she would whisper his name. Then she 'd come asleep. Of course of action, that got me very horny so then I 'd induce to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my digit in my bitch and spread my orgasm around my unbendable mammilla. Then, I lick them clean. I think it 's very aphrodisiac. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a footling turn of events. After I swallow down my juices, I like to just hug my boob to my face, like soft warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my mammilla more, but usually they just comfort me. most Nox I drift off to sleep that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'attention was to become a world-champion zombi spirit slayer. And so when my back healed I worked very hard and listened to everything he said and I got fucking good at it ! Erin is a honorable shooter than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the good of all the girls. My tools are, a Gerber mini-machete and a recollective painters pole. On the Pole, we worked up a spike with kind of a `` Tee '' on it. The move is, I use the pole to try and knock down the Zed, then hack his fucking Einstein with the machete. If he 's really big and I ca n't criticize him down, the pole at to the lowest degree proceed his coat of arms off me while I hack them before I get to his stunned head.

I used to be kind of like a girly-girl, not very athletic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy concerns outside my little circle of supporter. In short, I was a narrow-minded twit. But hey, we can all change !

Now, I feel naked if I do n't have my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel spooky if I do n't also have my pole and my AR strapped on or within arm 's ambit. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't heed saying it. I was just starting to enter the world, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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okay I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to write about my world-class sexual experience with another person, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's rectify, it 's his history and I 'm only a client 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 Dance ! I did n't go to my prom because Chris got the flu, so I always felt bad about missing that. And missing the after-prom activities ! But Chris was too shy and did n't know what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Good Shepherd Deliverer you people need to calm down down.

So, Michael made us a luminance but wonderful dinner. Obviously, he did n't want us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the drinkable, for for sure. He was so variety, 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 consistency touched. He traced the scar on my spinal column from my neck down to my lower back. It was sexy, not 144, and it just reminded me that this heroic verse man saved my life sentence on respective occasions now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could sense little stirrings in my snatch during dinner, but sound Maker I was on fervour when we started dancing ! His hard weapons system wrapped around me, his virile scent enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me tight, my breasts crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could feel something on his the right way leg. Something hard. I 'm sure as shooting it was his cock, but I thought it was in the middle between his legs, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a second, babe. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his hand down his own pants. `` All better now. ``

I was n't for sure what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of pornos, the rooster were usually just hard ; I did n't know how foresighted it took to go from soft to hard. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This sentence, I could feel all of his rigour pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that difficult. holy shit ! My nipples were hard, I can tell you that, and my pussy seemed to be on fire, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The cumbersome, mis-proportioned girl ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his cheek, then he turned and he met me with his mouth. Our tongues danced and metre seemed to stand still. future affair I know both his hands are on my ass face, and he 's pressing his hard cock into my breadbasket. I moved a slight sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a uncouth slut. But I did n't care, it felt so GOOD !

We kissed for several transactions, lost in each others lips. His hands felt so dear on my butt, squeezing hard, almost too hard but it not quite. My hands eventually drifted down his incline, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare cutis for the first sentence. He did n't have an oz. of fat on him. I ran my hands up the front of his bureau, feeling the contours of his severely stomach and then the sheik of his intemperate pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice chest, Mr. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, little lady ! '' he responded. `` I do n't cerebrate you understand how good you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his arms like I was just a piece of newspaper ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' postponement, '' he said in surprise. `` You do n't even get it on what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' Well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, sorry lulu. I was going to ask if you 'd assist me wash the Jeep ? ``

'' Sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, dirty mouthpiece. But this was n't the time for subtlety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the jeep can wait until tomorrow. '' He started towards his room, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too fag and worn out. Virgin busting is operose work, or so I hear. ``

He just smiled and set me down gently after we entered his way. He arranged the air mattress and turned on a soft brightness, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a bare man before ? In person, I mean ? ``

I shook my brain, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my head, yes.

'' O.K., stay there, I 'll divest for you. ``

He unbuttoned his yearn arm shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely breathe. 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 custody on the fly of his jeans. `` You can still back out ! ``

In a slightly waver articulation, 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 whirl of his can face. His ass was perfect. As he removed the pants completely, I marveled at how the muscular tissue in his legs and butt flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his arms outstretched a little and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the human face was a three-foot monster cock.

wellspring, I was a Virgo, think back ? It seemed like it was three feet long. He told me later it 's about 8 in. All I know is that it was far bigger than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to death of this affair, and wanting to devour it with my mouth and pussy.

lecherousness 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 moments, strong, musky. My manpower on his thigh, I knew from the pornos what I was supposed to do, but doing it for real is a dissimilar story. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's nice. ``

I began to take a shit out with his cock, and my decent hand came over to grip it. Jesus ! The skin is so soft, but underneath is so hard ! How is this possible ? And the skin moves around on the outside a little, fascinating ...

Gathering up my courage, I opened my mouth and covered his whole tip with my lip. Good god, my back talk was assailable almost as much as it could, and I only had about an column inch inside ! How do those girls deep throat like in the movies ? But it felt so aplomb, so good, and then I had a salty taste in my oral fissure. I pulled back and I could see this juice gook from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricating substance. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can taste it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some adult female seem to detest the preference of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer love it, though. I hoped I would like it.

After a couple minutes, Michael helped me back up to standing.

'' Baby, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this dress ? ``

He turned me around and undid the little clasp in the book binding. After stepping out of my apparel, he slid my underwear off. The moment of Sojourner Truth was coming, he was going to see my oversized boobs in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy bull ! '' Michael exclaimed when he turned me around.

'' Am I, '' I stammered. `` Am I ... okay ? ``

Michael held me and kissed me.

'' You 're the most gorgeous, perfect cleaning lady I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me severely again.

After a few consequence, I broke the candy kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to pop out oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm sure there 's like, a communications protocol, or an etiquette here, or a sequence of event. And I want to do them all at some power point. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't believe I was all tongue-tie. Usually they ca n't shut me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to kiss More ? Just tell me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just skip all the stimulation and get to the fucking ? I 'm really prepare now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively unfold outdoors. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weight on his weapon system. I could find his pecker bumping around down there, I opened my pegleg as wide-eyed as I could. He reached down to position his cock, and suddenly it was there at my entrance. He rubbed it up and down my slit a few fourth dimension, coating his prick with my juices. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` Fuck me. ``

His cock inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never own imagined. He pressed his hard cock further into me, pulling it back out a little and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was nothing like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me further than I thought potential. I could n't breathe for a moment.

'' That, my love, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a second, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should consume done more of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His tongue circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some pressure, ahh that 's in effect, gave me a little breathing room.

'' Bring your teat 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 mamilla pointing right at him. He bent his head down and kissed my allow for pap, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning deadbolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my mammilla to my pussy. His warm oral fissure engulfed my knockout nipple and he sucked it inside his mouth. As the arc continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the other one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my tit were almost touching each other, he tongued both of them frantically, initiative one and then the former. My kitty felt like it was on fire ! Suddenly, the slim ache down there was gone, replaced by a warm, sensational feeling.

Michael pulled his cock almost of the way out. I was about to protest when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Christ Jesus, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could seize his ass and draw him into me. God it felt so fucking good. I 've masturbated a few thousand times but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his whole weighting on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in fill out command of me, I could n't move anything except my pelvis, up and down to meet his shot. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his putz impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God tinker's damn I loved it.

Each fortuity he ground into my clit. Each stroke I moaned or grunted or made some kind of croaky, primal noise. My cunt was stretched to it 's terminal point, but I did n't want him to lay off, no fucking way. At some compass point he reached for and found my left tit. He molested it with his bridge player so a good deal that I cried out.

'' Sorry babe ! '' he panted.

'' drag on it arduous 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 teat. Looking into my oculus, he encircled my inflexible nipple, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it sense better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my pap, then drew it in my mouth and gently sucked it. I do this all the clip, but I always thought it was a little Wyrd to give suck on your own soundbox share. I did n't think anyone else would think it was ok.

He told me to hold onto that one while he brought my other tit up. I sucked on my left while he sucked on my right wing. His piece of tail had slowed, but he was doing these long, sinewy slash now, slamming into my body. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' Switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded tits, kissing in between.

'' handgrip them, sister ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his hands and started REALLY fucking me profligate and arduous. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and tits as scoop I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the place as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his f number, I felt that wondrous sense impression 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 meter, with the occasional 'Fuck me pappa'thrown in just for fun. As my coming neared, I arched my dorsum and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my orgasm exploded throughout my consistency. As my cunt 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 spill, I could n't strike, I was just a lot of raw delight nervousness reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful cock. waving of cum spasm involuntarily wracked my body. I remember hearing a cleaning lady groaning and moaning, only to realise it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both hands and lifted my cunt up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his midriff finger right up my asshole. It felt fantastic. From watching pornos, anal sex always looked occupy, but also very scary and something I could never visualise myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't seem all that far-fetched.

With a shout of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his putz expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this rattling hot look in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His stopcock trembled many times, and I clenched hard right back at him, squeezing as tight as I could. Yes I was a virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my Hero, my replacement pappa, had fucked me and cum in my cunt. I was happy beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his cutis covered in a clean sweat. His iron shaft seemed to have shrunk a little, or else I was so stretched, I could n't tell. He kissed me a little, 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 roll off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my branch around him.

'' Take me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his back and brought me with him, still with his decreasing cock inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No love, thank you ! You are awesome and this was howling and holy place shit I ca n't believe it ... ''

'' It was good, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was fantastic for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Good Shepherd ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guy wire out. ``

Oh yeah, good idea. 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 white cum poured out of me onto him, covering his prick, balls, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! trade good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't worry, I 'll strip it up. ``

With only a little indisposition, I licked up the first gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't like it ? The firstly taste was okay, salty, thick, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also try out cunt juice, how get it on cool is that ! Our juices were mixed together ! And, it was fine. In fact, it was unspoilt. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk sweetheart, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard turncock, he showed me how to grip it at the nates and thrust towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal tube. Mmmmm, more cum right field from the tap. When I got to his balls, he warned me to be easy. Balls are so eldritch, so sore, and ... ugly ... but in a chill 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 have been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both thirsty, and even a petty 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 release just to prevent it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his room towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guys ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her slight kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too short for her and did n't cut through up much on top, either. Her nerve looked a niggling rosy-cheeked, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a second ! '' she said as she grabbed some cooky from a software system. She glanced at Michael, who stood there consummate naked with a gleaming half-hard prick, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that little tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few days ago, had kind of given him up so that I could be with him. The sole living stud within who knows how many miles, and who can fuck like a champion, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her heavy. I cried a little, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was fantastic. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you present us a duo minute of arc ? I 'll bring back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass body of work as he walked.

'' Honey ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. rip of joy and happiness, but she did n't screw that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't have to give him up, for me. I mean, he 's wild ! I could never do that, not in a million years ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh love, I just wanted you to have a shot at some happiness. With matter the way they are, who knows what 's going to happen today, tomorrow, succeeding week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're happy, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hair, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so subdued and Mommy-like, it was overnice to curb on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my piece of ass God yes. You would n't trust how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would believe how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a lilliputian bit about sexy thing 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 contribute 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 think ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a picayune strumpet ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty good spank.

'' wellspring, the truth is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' well, dearie. I 'm a little Old, and when women get older they do n't always lubricate as much as they used to. I 'm certainly, for you, that your pussy juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough pussy succus ! ``

'' Just pussycat juice ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no doctors, you know. '' The truth was, I really wanted to get butt fucked but I was scared to demise of Michael 's big cock in there. But I knew some of the former girls took him, so I had to be at least as good as they were at it.
'' wellspring you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for Eden 's sakes. Lean up against the counter. Goddamn kids these Clarence Day I swear to God, ca n't figure anything out. Go on, spread your legs, yes like that. ``

Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.

'' Mom ! '' I gasped.

She easily slipped two fingers inside me as far as they would go, then she thumb fucked me for about thirty s or so. I could feel my foreplay edifice, and I could feel my juices starting to flow again.

'' See ? So you get your finger as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her fingers and then rubbed my mother fucker, depositing my juices on it. She repeated that again, only this time she pressed a ace finger's breadth inside my ass a picayune bit.

'' Okay so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow. I mean, He has to go tardily. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my cigaret. It felt wonderful. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass boldness. `` He should also use some spitting, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spit onto my son of a bitch. Her finger continued to fuck my coffin nail as her other hand rubbed my twat. Then she pulled her digit out my butt, but instantly I could finger TWO fingers pressing against my back door. Oh shit !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan Pipeline had just entered me, when in fact two fingers were n't even half as long or one-half as wide as Michael 's tool. I do n't recognize how this is going to work. I 'll never be able to fit his cock back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my header, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to finger have sex both of my cakehole as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

'' Well, in her unending quest to please you, this little lady wants to ready herself for an anal ass from you. Knowing how big your cock is, I figured I better get her ready, somewhat, at least. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my knocker as it hung down. His previously limpish pecker was now at good attending again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I aid with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to tell her that a tongue is good to help out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his head to one side and opinion for a instant. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much more experience getting butt-fucked than I do. demo me how it should be done. ``

With pretend disgust, Mom withdrew her fingers from my ass and proceeded to turn away down and plant her fount between my cheeks. I jumped just a bit as her hot spit probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand years did I think my mom would one day be licking my whoreson, or that I would need her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to massage my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, keep going. you 're doing great. Lick Lorrie 's shit like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could find cunt succus running down my leg. `` Guys ! '' I said. `` I ca n't stand here like this much longer. ``

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 cunt juices will just fall into her tush. Gayle, you work her pussy and I 'll work on these tits. We will get you juicy, do n't concern, baby. ``

True to his word, Michael started working very hard on my right on tit. squeeze, kneading, mashing, petting, licking, all kind of at once.

Mom put two digit back up inside my twat and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juices. Her thumb rubbed on my clit. together with the sparks coming from my nipples, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very warmly and docile touched 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 spit. It had to be Mom 's lingua ! Mom was licking my pussy, my slit. She thrust three or four digit, or maybe her whole hand inside my kitty-cat as she licked my backtalk and clit, now finger fucking me fast and hard.

Michael decided that this was the prison term he should slap my tits. 'Increases the lineage flow', he said. As he gripped my tit where the skin rose from my chest, the end of my tit and the nipple were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at first, but each one got a lilliputian harder, made a little more noise.

Mom pulled out her hand from my cunt, and forced it against my now soaked butt yap. Her finger's breadth went in a little, then she pulled them back.

Each prison term Mom rammed her digit into my butt, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to lick my pussy and they both assaulted my pap and ass, I came in about two minutes.

Pussy succus flowed out of me, I could feel it running out of my snatch and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's ready, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my pegleg. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvic arch hold fast up in the air somewhat. He positioned himself at my backdoor.

'' time lag ! '' 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.

'' OK, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His cock head pressed into my ass, and I felt it kind of 'plop'into me as his mushroom head gained admittance. I stiffened from the sensation. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' slowly please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to ask 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 nerve and told me to unwind, it will be ok. Then she kissed me for a mo on the brim, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my kitty and forced her way in so she could lick my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's tongue on my clit while Michael slowly fucked my ass little by little. Going deeper. Into the bad position. With my Mom licking my bitch. Are you kidding me ? My brain was spinning in circles as mad view 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 bosom, and for her to wet-nurse mine, and I want everyone to suck my titmouse. And I want 20 cat to stand in a band around me and jerk off on me and cover me in cum, and Mom can lick it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT roll in the hay ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inch inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Jesus Savior I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her psyche bashed a slight, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered lips. God, I taste good. I thought. I 'm such a slattern, I also thought. Mom reached back down and fingerbreadth fucked me in clock time with Michael 's strokes. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in warmth. Speaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you stop for a second. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, bonk me doggy style. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely empty feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a moment, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' sister, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulation for this. tell you what, I 'll lay down on my spinal column, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your head down there. This way I can lick your bitch while he fucks your ass. You 'll be fine this way. ``

Okay Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her brain as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot tongue inside my pussy lips and on my button 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 berm and arm, and got ready again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a bit or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's cock, I just know that I was feeling a niggling lonely just sitting here on all quadruplet with nothing to do. Suddenly, Mom 's mouth was back on my cunt and Michael 's cock was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my flaming god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your back ! His prick slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so wax, so filled up, so consummate. With Mom licking my twat and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an rhapsodic state. My arms and legs lost controller, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my snatch hard into Mom 's brass. I do n't live how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My nerve landed proper in Mom 's bare pussy. Her heady scent wafted in my nose, her juicy lips 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 clitoris, buried my font between her flock, smearing her juices all over my case. I ate my Mom 's pussy with consummate abandon.

Somewhere in the middle of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yelp and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my former cheek even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop ? '' He teased.

I turned to look at him. All sweaty from nous to toe, his heftiness gleaming in the lighting, 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 girlfriend. Too much of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a couple of professional lesbians. Lorrie 's ass was so tight, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's look under there, mostly obscured of grade, but you could see a little, well it was fucking awesome. This was honorable than any revery I could have concocted.

I thought the only thing to make up this easily was a little ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my footling room, and each smack was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to look at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's cunt juices, her hair stringy with stew, 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 mamma like a rag doll.

I fucked her intemperate for a few more strokes, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In secondment, I came too. With a fury, my cock trembled and shook and I emptied my raging sperm deep inside my baby little girl 's ass. Wave after wave, snap after shot, I finally finished cumming after almost a hour. My turncock was physically tired, I could feel it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscularity after running a long way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a nice surprise.

From her gaping asshole, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting mouth. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her mouth closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her backrest. Then Gayle bent down and, with her manus, opened Lorrie 's oral cavity. Gayle slowly opened her own oral cavity, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her mouth into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum clump for a few second before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a long time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, utterly spent. My putz lay there like a dead soldier, or More like a complaining soldier. 'No more, let me rest !'it seemed to say. Hey little buddy, it was worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

Time drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their warm boobs against me and draping their leg over office of me. I mentioned H2O again, because I never got any the first time. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two glasses for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. Threesomes can be difficult sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt tactual sensation. Mix in some Mother/Daughter poppycock, and I did n't know WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three times honey, thanks for asking. I 'm good. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to snog her mom on the back talk, dragging a big ass tit right in my face. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okay. Tired, but a full tired. I ca n't believe what we did, what I did. give thanks you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the smashing night of my life. ``

They both squeezed me tight. We drifted off to log Z's, each tired and satisfied and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio blared. `` Michael ! aid ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my ardent slumber with my two babes, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a hundred zombies at least ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! Hang on ! ``

The daughter were already moving. `` wide paraphernalia, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the landrover ! ''

Sounded like the shit was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm defender, shin sentry duty, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to main street, artillery hot and fix to go. In spitefulness of the risk, there were a few smirky looks passed back and forth, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to fight, but the have a go at it sure was fun last Nox ! ``

I rounded the quoin a few hundred yards from hardware store, where everybody was holed up. zombi spirit crowded around the look door. Yeah, at to the lowest degree a one hundred. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a dip in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't want to just dissipate them. Then they 'll swarm us. This is like some kind of damn herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our people were trapped, but not in contiguous danger. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding strong. Erin had climbed out the window onto the facade roof.

Right by us, adjacent to Mountain real property, was Jim 's Fix It Shop. I looked in the window and saw a crowd of pecker and die TVs and other tinker's damn. 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 bobbin. Zed was busy making noise down the street, they did n't discover me.

'' Call Erin, tell her to maintain it up, proceed their attention. ``

I had Gayle motor us closer, about 75 one thousand from the nearest Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my conclusion mag. I 'll just brandish at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, Sooner would be meliorate ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, engine idle, gear up to undulate. I mean, spoiled came to whip, we could just drive into a few of them, then drive around townspeople as they followed us. disperse them out some so we could occupy them a few at a time. But I wanted to try this wire affair first.

I undid some wire and wrapped it around the nearest streetlight. With pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the dry land. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a streetlight on that side, also about a foot off the basis and as tight as I could make it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the next street lamp about C ft away, and tied another piece of wire across the street about a understructure high. Did that four more times.We checked around, no izzard had snuck up behind us from the main road. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the landrover 's horn.

Instantly, about half the slattern turned to look at us. float 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 lick. '' I was pretty frighten, actually. If this did n't exploit, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't know if we could hold in off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The firstly 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 mental confusion, a few went outside the pole and the wire, but then those hombre zeroed in on us in the centre of the street and hit the following wire. pile went those guys !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. equipoise and coordination are not his thing. Depending on their condition, it can take 30 secondment, a minute, even more for them to get unsloped again. Those that did, fell down on the future wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick trick. After a couple minutes, with still a couple wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to meet them. We had our AR-15s slung on our backbone, I had my spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her long poker stick.

'' I got the world-class one ! '' Lorrie called out. shot ! Right in this dead guy cable headway. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's stay close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't want to get surrounded. But it was n't too probably. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the pressure reduced on our mass in the building ; they staged a homicidal prisonbreak and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his dead headspring, making sure he was re-dead.
Well, the smell was fucking horrible. And now we had 147 dead guys in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The son, Wyatt and Daniel Morgan, looked a little sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some euphony last dark. You know, just having a lilliputian party. It was pretty late, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. future thing we know a few of these guys started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the aurora ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this morning, they crashed through the glass threshold, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a way, all we had was my handgun, 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 control panel. Erin shot the first base few, then we beat the rest down until we could get our weapon. ``

I was sort of pissed at them for getting themselves into difficulty. But I was also pretty instill. 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 medicine and decided to come admit a looking. I read about the herds a few days ago. When Zed has no stimulus, he just kind of rack there. Then a bird fly front by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of sight. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a purpose. He does n't want to drop out on the action so he follows him. Zena sees two of her friends charging ahead and says yeah babe, I 'm with ya ! adjacent thing you know, 147 dead shitheads are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't stop now !

well the Tripwire worked, got ta do more of that. We got ta get our Department of Defense up. We ca n't just accept these bozo storming our townspeople ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the rest of the day cleaning up. The other remaining townsfolk came out to help, too. Picking up utter zed is hard employment. We dragged them all about a quarter mile down main street, down malarky. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the hauling and dragging, word got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that Momma Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some harm touch, too. Some of the missy were thinking I was off the mart and were jealous.

We broke for lunch. As we munched down Dennison 's chili, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a trivial trauma, after all, Erin helped arrange this whole thing ! Now she seemed a little pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really have any rules right now. Except for the Patsy convention, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to leave. But, well, normal bon ton has broken down. I think we are all smell, pretty exempt 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. Lewis Henry Morgan and Wyat, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the love stage yet. '' They made funny motion of wiping their brows in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, chill out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

citizenry seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said early on, I needed to watch my step with these girlfriend, or they may all plough on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to work. `` Nice speech. ``

'' Yeah rightfulness, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the fille ? It 's okay. I just want to be intimate. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the material world, you would be my issue girl of all prison term. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are unmanageable times and we ca n't afford to get everyone pissed at each early right now ... ''

I grabbed a pair of dead animal foot, Lorrie grabbed his custody. We swung him up into a wheel barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your glob. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to feature to a greater extent sex with you. A lot more than. I am in love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to make for out an arrangement here. I 'll think about it. ``

Okay, I thought, imagine on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry. I 'd suck your cock right now, except it
probably has zombie gunk on it ! ``

'' Hey infant, I never got to bat you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't want to mislay you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an estimation for tonight, though, Big Daddy. You might wish it. ``

She was proper, I did wish it.

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Chapter 14 - Group Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my people together.

'' Hey guys, good workplace today. Let 's get cleaned up for an early dinner up at the house. Then I want to accept a strategy sitting, we got ta do something so this does n't pass again. '' We piled into the trucks and headed up the hill to my shack.

After we all got clean and glistening, we had a skillful meal of canned spaghetti and meatballs, green edible bean, and pear. Ok, so it was n't all that squeamish. But it filled us up and did n't take long to shit, so that was dear enough.

'' Ok folks, '' I began. `` We need a wall. I propose we start with the railcar in township. There 's ... what, a couple hundred firm here, and only about 15 worry. Let 's take the gondola from the balance of them, line them nose to tail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our little valley to the former end. That way, the zombi will probably come down into the ditch, and we can assist with that too, and then they wo n't be able to go up the ditch because car will be there on the top edge. We 'll leave an orifice, and use a big truck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta drain all fluids from the cars and economize them in barrels. Take out the barrage fire, lighting wires and hooey, anything useful. That should pack various days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that little welding shop class down south, see if that guy is alive and help him out. We need him. When we went past him last sentence, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big program 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 need to go about 40 mi north and see what 's up with the truck stop there before mortal else gets to it. Trucks imply stuff, hopefully food, and god knows what else. truck also mean shipping containers. We need those to establish wild leek for the Sanchez Pit. And we can use vacate trailers to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couple hours, working out the inside information of the car wall. That was the most important affair. We did n't finger like leaving the townspeople without having it be secure so that when we returned the town would not be full of zombi. We also assigned people to specific Job. Gayle and Lorrie would spend at least 2 minute a day learning herbal practice of medicine and old-fashioned doctoring. Erin would become our armory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top embodiment. Tina and Payton were to become farm specializer so that come outpouring we would be ready. The duet of sea captain and Johnsons would work on fortifying the wall, building watchtowers, and any other strong-arm security matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinks. It was good to relax, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a twosome more hour, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big announcement we had agreed on.

'' I have a big announcement ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a porno on the living room TV ! ``

near people laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm serious ! I 'm going to my room for 15 minutes for some finale minute cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to find out some dirty movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to join. If you do n't want to, that 's fine, no worries. Maybe just stay in your room, or you guys can go back down into town to your store. Again, no damage, 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 way, you could get a line a pin drop.

I turned on my tunes box so I would n't listen any conversations or bitching or moaning or crying. Then I proceeded to brush my teeth, do some final cleaning and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a picture was tough. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old shoal. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a distich of sweat pants commando dash, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the movie, nobody 's here. Really ? Nobody ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll look on it anyway. I started searching through the host to get the movie up. Just as I got it going, I heard a young lady 's vocalisation shout out from the back :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... March ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the cadency. Erin, the Little tiger, is the squad leader. She called out as they marched out, single file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the Marines !

Out came the sorriest looking squad I ever saw. Also, the sexy. Erin called out the cadency birdcall and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sense in lookin down )
Ai n't no Zombies on the priming ! ( Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! )
Killin zombi all day long ! ( Killin Zombies all day long ! )
Gon na stimulate me big and firm ! ( Gon na make me big and strong ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Am I, killing potent ? ( You 're ripe ! )
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 observe a straight face. This was so cool !

The troop was now arrayed in front of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All troop present and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, serjeant ! Was there, uh, a problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' Supply issue sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a nice camo baseball hat, and one of my camo shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the battlefront. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her lovely piddling boobs.

'' dress that line, Sergeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a nice wring on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandanna wrapped around her drumhead, a prissy blank push-up bra which accentuated her significant tits, and fighting boots.

'' gasp, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that smell ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' Well, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the adjacent lady friend, Lorrie, who had on a camo jersey. That was it. And the T-shirt 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 pass me twenty ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 sucking ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my sweats, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard pecker completely in her mouth. She got a few strokes in before it got too big for her. By the time she got to 20, I was at full attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your story ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a Shirley Temple G-string and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a string around her neck, resting comfortably between her juicy boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't consume a story ? ``

'' dip and give me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not real number imaginative, not a big verbaliser. But she 's a hard worker and she fucks like a racehorse. Redeemer, I thought. And a good cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the team called out in unison.

'' Back in line, private ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and Wyat were handcuffed together. Wyatt had on pants, which was good. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' funfair enough. captive Wyatt, drop and give me ... no wait, give her 20 ! ``

Wyatt eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's pussy. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to calculate ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Wyat got up, his lips and chin glistening.

'' Nurse ! '' I said to the next individual, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her whisker. She also had a two-inch wide-eyed bandage wrapped around her chest at the nipple line of reasoning. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' Step Forward ! '' nursemaid Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look healthy, why the patch ? ``

'' Sir ! Just hold this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my showtime aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' Bend forward ! '' I commanded. `` Stop ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, naked ass, 10 metre. Not that hard, but her cheeks got a piffling pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I throw another ? ``

fountainhead, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be avaricious, nanny ! ``

I moved down the dividing line to Kristin and Daniel Morgan. She had a dog collar around her neck, with a chain held by Henry Morgan. Morgan had drawers on, while Kristin looked very modest in her tenacious arm army T-shirt.

'' Let me guess ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him think, Sir ! ``

'' That 's what I thought. Better give him 20, though. Now ! ``

She eagerly ate his cock up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the grouping called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. full stop. Knock it off ! '' I yanked on her mountain range slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a lucky sumbitch, Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had makeup on, and was fully dressed in a sexy way ; nice E. B. White blouse, tight black skirt, mordant fishnets, high heels. shit if she was n't the sexiest one here. Well, excepting my Lorrie, of course ! She was also the alone one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' private Tina ! You look ... exceptional. ``

'' 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 near everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at ease. military personnel, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. Leisure clip starts in 5 hour. Those who want to be useful will make me a drink. Sergeant, dismiss the squad. ``

'' squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premises at 0800 tomorrow for work contingent ! Consume accordingly. Any malingerers will be photograph ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the sofa as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my workout suit and sat on the couch. I was gladiola I took those 15 minutes earlier to clean up, had myself all nice 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 adjacent to me. Sort of. She was more like sitting on me. Her house tits pressed into my arm and thorax. I took about 4 gulp of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with drinks and everyone mingled for a few bit. Nobody really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's idea, and we were n't coming through. I downed the residuum of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to business ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the couch, then I slid down onto the flooring. Spreading her legs, I began to lick and osculate my way up her knee, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and Momma Gayle sat on the put succeeding to Lorrie. It was kind of funny remark. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these missy. Many had lost their syndicate, had seen death close up, were n't sure as shooting 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 unlike, except now ma Gayle was completely naked and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at Momma 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's second joint as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my prize. Lorrie 's mitt naturally went to her tits, she massaged them lazily through her T-shirt. I could sense happy little aromas stirring in figurehead of me.

Suddenly, my binding was covered in passion, Kaitlyn laid her easygoing boobs on my back. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my cock and bollock. Oh god, that 's overnice. Always nice to take someone lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my sassing across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my clapper caressed her clean-shaven outer areas. God I was in heaven, and I wanted this to be good for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my hired man, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to catch her eye. But they were closed in ecstasy. I felt her heat on my clapper as I continued to research her outside. As I passed over her possible action, the oestrus intensified. I pressed my glossa down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot fair sex lava covered my tongue in marvelous flavors.

I swallowed some of her succus down, mmm Eden. I looked up at her again, she was looking down lazily at me, almost like she was dreaming. She leaned forward an pulled off her tee shirt, thank god. I needed to see those tits ! My left helping hand went up to squeeze them while I licked my thumb and forefinger to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her puss and circled around her clit with my tongue as my powerful hand began to tease her kitty and ass with my fingers. Her juices quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my tongue lightly on her button, feeling the hard minuscule nub under me. I sped up a petty and added some pressure, varying my route as I tongue lashed her stallion pussy. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

Someone 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 rim, 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 nipple. I dove back in and lingua fucked her snatch. Back and Forth with my rigid spit inside her steaming hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a couple instant of that, I slid a finger's breadth up inside her as I worked my mouth up towards her rock difficult little clit. First, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some effective pressure. The I gave it a few glancing slug, drawing groan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my tongue firmly against her clit.

For the side by side ... I do n't know how many minutes ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clitoris. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that unscathed region into my mouth. I struggled to keep open up with her flow of secretions, swallowing as best I could, but I really did n't need to let her go. I slipped more finger's breadth inside her hot hollow, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her intemperate while continuing to molest her clitoris. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my header between her thighs, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bloody murder as her orgasm ripped through her cunt and cattle ranch throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me stop over after about a minute.

'' dad ! '' she gasped, barely able-bodied to breathe. `` I ca n't ... Daddy I ca n't get hold of it anymore ... pop ... ''

Haha ! No fucking way. I held on and continued to bat and blow her clit. Lorrie 's orgasm continued, rising and falling with my speed and pressure sensation, balancing on the border of the falls, and then plummeting over the edge. Only to be on another bound, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a mates transactions of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the last 15 minutes, I had no approximation what was going on. I gathered that people were doing some sexy things, but they had all stopped in the final 5 moment due to the amount of noise Lorrie made ! They gave me a decent troll of clapping as I rose from between her stage. I waved to the crowd, tipped my complex number hat, then fell into the coat of arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, long and deep, her lingua totally engaged with mine. I felt good to pillow a little, my jaw was a bit tired !

I sat back on the couch and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) Virgin, grasped my rigid cock in both hands and began stroking me. Her blondish hair blocked my horizon, but I could sense her hot mouth settle onto my turncock as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on lorry lovely, rigid teat. These baby were huge right now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a job ! Tina impaled her tight puss with my cock, at last, and finally I had fucked all the cleaning woman here !

Looking around, ma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her breast while Kaitlyn licked her smooth cunt. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the original boys, while her baby Kristin and Lorrie looked on with serious lecherousness in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending release flying and her mamilla bouncing. Her chirpy little daughter were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my cock. Her squiffy cunt clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her foresighted orgasm, I guess a pecker in her pussy and in her ass felt pretty good ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's face, surprising everyone with the sum of money of juices emanating from within.

Morgan pulled his cock from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' side by side ! '' he called out with his and his pal 's hard dicks at full moon attention.

Kristin shook her head. I guess the ass was n't her affair. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boys positioned her over James Wyatt 's cock, and then Morgan moved up to make love her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous tits in my look. I sucked them for a couple minutes, then got up and mounted her from behind. Her cunt accepted my big cock, no questions asked. Not quite as tight as a teenage girl, she still felt fabulous. I gave her a life-threatening fucking, slamming her into the sofa. Payton rested her grimace on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean of all those juices. I rammed my rooster 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, steady ! '' I said.


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Chapter 15. Lorrie 's Story, Part II
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Thomas Hunt Morgan laid on his back with his shaft standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hand and helped me humbled myself onto Morgan 's tool. 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 smooching, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can have a go at it and suck, but no kissing. sure as shooting, I 'm down !

Somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in Ithiel Town. finger probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something huge pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyatt ! I gritted my teeth as he entered my cigarette. Jesus Christ ! No finesse, like Michael, he just forced his way in. Thank god for the lubricant.

'' FU-U-U-CK ! ! ! '' I hollered. I was double-fucked !

I collapsed on top of John Pierpont Morgan, both he and Wyatt squeezed my mammilla hard. But Jesus, I was filled up. I pretty much went limp as they pumped my pussy and ass. I could n't even reckon about gripping a putz or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next thing I know, something big and soft and gruelling and wet was forcing it 's way into my mouth. I guess Michael could n't stand it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three holes filled ! I could try out somebody 's cunt on Michael 's cock. My judgment drifted, overwhelmed with sex as cocks tried to get deeper and deep into me. My cunt was on fervour, my ass felt great, and I could barely breathe as Michael 's huge cock fucked my face.

Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the sidekick. He told me later he did n't require them cumming inside me, that was his job. Girls flocked to the two boys as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the flooring and forced his way in between my ramification, and he shoved his cock right up all the way inside my bitch. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that hurt for a minute. It was like he hit tush, I do n't acknowledge. His cock was so slurred, even though it was only one it felt almost the same as having two inside 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 crunch my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge rooster swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the demarcation line. I begun cumming as I felt his seed shoot into me. It felt SO poise having his cock flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My cunt clenched him back as my best ever orgasm swept through me. He ate me out about 15 mo earlier, that was my substantially orgasm. But this one, even better. It just would n't quit. We continued to kiss as our mutual coming kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` sister, get off me so I can get these hombre out of me ! '' I loved the taste of his spermatozoon and I wanted some. OK, and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending little delight ripples through my entire pussy. I held him as close and as hard as I could. I loved him so much.

getting treble fucked was large, but ... it 's nothing like this. Basking in the after glow with your man.

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Early the side by side morning, Michael 's sentry started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' piece of ass me again, baby '' I half-moaned. I checked my pussy, still a bit damp. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my other hand. I got ta get some juices going !

'' Babe, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't have time to do you justice -- ''

'' Come on, Daddy ! '' piped in Mom. `` Give her a quickie ! ``

Mom grabbed his rooster and slobbered all over it for a minute. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my legs, and my pussy throbbed the instant he entered me. My clit was still swollen from last night.

Michael locked his arms and rested on them, so he could face at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it decent there.

'' Jesus fucking Christ ! You two ! You 're fucking sluts ! ! ``

His prick expanded in me as he filled me with his cum. He came down on top of me, all three of us kissing. Finally, he got up.

'' Come on you guys, big day ! '' Oh yeah, we 're supposed to build a wall, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` Come here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard cock. His salty cum tasted great, interracial in with my snatch juice. The sight was apparently too much for him, mom and daughter licking his cock. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't do all that well. But that was n't the casing with Michael.

'' piece of tail Mom, and give her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's snatch as he went back to his room to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to position this car along the ditch. tone, I 'm not so near at backing up, ok ? I rolled the stupefied Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this organisation where some of us moved auto, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during combat training, all programme go out the window when the first shot is fired. Well, the 1st shooting, in this caseful, was one of the townies having a fit. Michael had enlisted their help, and all was going well. Until a couple of them got into an argument over one of the other cars that was owned by a all in person.

It seems that both of these old guys were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. Well they got into a conflict about which of these Guy should get her car. See, Michael had said we should keep any 4-wheel drive vehicles, any Priuses or early hybrids, any vans, and maybe a twain of immobile cars if we found any. And we let the life folks keep whatever cars they had. But we needed the eternal sleep for the wall.

So ma'am Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le cavalry sword. It had some huge engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to prevent it. The argument got bigger, fists were thrown, mass pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from townspeople and aim it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was ok, right up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the shot came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the worthless the great unwashed 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 virtually of it. I was n't knocked unconscious, but, as they say, I got my `` bell rung ''. Two guys grabbed me, tied up my hands with those moldable zip-tie things, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their hand truck they had hidden behind some trees. They jammed me between the two of them in the front end seat. Deliverer Christ I had a cephalalgia. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't seem to have showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My name 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your name, hot stuff ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, greasy tomentum and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking blackness guy, did n't look as bad, but still pretty dirty and grimy.

'' piece of ass you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' Well, is n't that skillful. Fuck-you, it 's prissy to meet you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy teeth and greasy face.

'' Jesus ! '' I said. `` Do n't you poke fun 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 trusted. Then belt down me ? Do n't drink down me now, I 'm in love !

'' screwing ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about 20 min up the road, the entirely time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the thing he 's going to do to me. The driver was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed piddle or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this power train, and a shooting iron, and bullets and poppycock on a undershirt while Tom did n't give birth anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the unhurt matter here.

We slowed down at a negative stimulation for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big Trent says you can pee. '' But Tom slowed down.

'' I 'm going to pee in your truck right now if you do n't let me out. ``

Tom stopped the truck, right at the crossroads. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trent is about the truck. ``

'' Shut up hard worker ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the shots, not you ! ``

Silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you watch '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me loose or I 'll fall over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her loose, slaveboy, and observe her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me open, and I stood there for a moment. I could see Robbie had a hard on from rubbing my mammilla 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 little, letting my foresightful hair fly in the zephyr. 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 United States Army pants, pulled them down and exposed my raw pussy to this flaming asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squat, and ... nothing, at first. Finally, I closed my eyes and tried to relax, and then I let it fly. The material trick was not to get it on my pants. Robbie stood mesmerized. Dickhead. He undid his fly and began stroking his concentrated little tool. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't note the size of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't move ! Do n't seduce me shoot you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't fool her, you 're not supposed to even touch her or Trento will obliterate you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the other bridge player. tinker's dam handgun clench on the AR, they let you fritter away one handed if you want.

'' pull up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and snap his payload onto my mammilla and bra.

'' Alright, fall on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my pants up. My T-shirt soaked in several places through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and stuffed me back in the truck.

We drove through a Ithiel Town a lot braggart than our picayune one. We stopped after a twosome minutes near a gigantic strip mall that had a Walmart in it. A large pirate flag flew from the top. The big computer memory had C of necros around it.

'' Home, sweet home ! '' announced Robbie.

'' ejaculate on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bonds and we climbed up this run that took us to the roof of the strip mall. From there we walked a brace hundred yards til we got to the Walmart cap. There were about 6 or 8 armed guys up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombies trying to get in down below. These guys were just hanging out. And staring at me, but nobody said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` Back off ! ``

We climbed down some stairs at the back, down to the stowage of the Walmart. They led me through to the briny floor, some ignitor 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 show cases, sitting in an easy chair like he was a Martin Luther King Jr. on a throne. A naked woman kneeled adjacent 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 Trento, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a dress circle around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some amercement small-arm of ass, not this diddlysquat you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the young lady who had been at his side of meat. She whimpered and bowed her head low.

What an bastard, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty young affair ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trento glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your name, dearest ? '' he asked me again.

'' Fuck you ! '' It was all I could think of to say.

'' Ah, rebelliousness ! How overnice. wellspring I 'm sure we can beat that out of you. Or fuck it out of you. Lots of men here ... they 'd all like a crack at you. wait a second base, what 's this ? '' Big Trent had lifted my hair and saw a large contusion near my temple. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetie ? '' he asked.

'' From dickhead over there ! '' I pointed my heading at Robbie.

Big Trent got very quiet. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, stock-still in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a little tap -- ''

'' A niggling tap ? '' Big Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And look at these teat ! They look actual. Are they ? ``

Big Trent squeezed my boobs for a few moments. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the nookie ? '' he asked in impact. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his workforce in horror.

I told him. `` maven over there jacked off on me and shot his shitty cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent looked to Tom for confirmation. Tom nodded his point 'yes .'

Big River Trent slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me touch ... you let me put my hands on YOUR screwing 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 white potato, his headland twisted at a weird angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. Drag his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, start talking. Where your from. What 's your apparatus, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to think of something to say. I came up empty. `` I do n't have much to say. Except that, my papa 's going to kill you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My daddy. 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, tell me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up cars, like a wall. Down in Larchmont. That 's that diminutive Ithiel Town a few knot south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a yoke men, lots of girl. They had a duad guns ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're clean. Very unobjectionable. They got their red cent together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to ladies wear, get her something else to wear upon. And get some rub and clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to talk to me, real soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to fare with him. We passed a guy walking towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy brass, beady eyes.

As we got to the peeress section, Tom relaxed his grip and looked around.

'' aspect, '' he whispered. `` I 'm lamentable. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, take hold of a shirt. They 'll kill my family if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your knife back. I took it from that hammerhead when we fed him to the deaders. Hide it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. Wait til it 's wickedness and affair quiet down. Too many guys around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trento and his work party. The rest of us are prisoners, or scared shitless, forced labor sort of affair. They make us kill the deaders at the movement, but just with rakes and shovels. Still, if your man comes, we can avail out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my pappa IS coming. When he does, persist out of his way. I 'll try to keep you good. ``

Tom looked at me like I was crazy. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in action. He 's all thrill and stuff and nonsense, until the defecate gets going. Then he turns into this major hard-core killer. It 's almost scary, but it 's also totally aphrodisiac. 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 slack. Big Trent River questioned me for, I do n't experience, maybe like an hr ?. He wanted to know the layout of our place, how many mass we had, how practically food, how many guns, everything. He threatened, suffer me a picayune, I held out a foresighted time. Finally I gave some bullshit answers. I told them our stronghold was some of the houses right by the road. I told him we were almost out of food. We had 5 hunting rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each resolution, I held out. Trent punched my stomach. Slapped my legs. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy time. derive on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright peach, '' River Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the heavy stuff is going to amount down just about now ! ``

Trento pulled out a Brobdingnagian knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about dirt myself.

Trent dragged the tongue down my face, between my dummy, I trembled.

'' You told me the whole true statement, right ? '' he asked. `` naught but the Sojourner Truth ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the help, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent had a wild look in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it all-embracing receptive. He cut through my bra. My boobs flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. 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 cast up. The release lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your dad, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More nip sounded, and one of the skylights shattered. aright near us.

Suddenly, a consistence flew through the fanlight and crashed about 20 feet away. The top dog was shooting and he was a mess from the fall, but you could tell by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! Shit ! What the piece of tail ! Harriet Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another consistence came through the skylight, River Trent and his guy rope fired everything they had at the orifice. Three down. They ran out of ammunition, dropped mags and put in more and kept shooting at the roof near the porta. Finally, nobody had any wide-cut mags left.

This weird scraping disturbance emanated from the ceiling. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another body flew through the opening and crashed down near us. One of Trento 's guys. He must 've had 20 bullets in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still alert !

Trent River and his guys were in a panic. They were n't fix for anything like this. All their clip were empty-bellied, they scurried about looking for more ammunition. They finally found a grammatical case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another body fell through the skylight. Five. gibe to absolute cocksucker. They shot a few round back towards the mess and ran out of ammo again. Trent River screamed at his guy wire to find more ammunition. Jesus, did n't these dumbasses have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the front door. Several of their Guy went to get some of the cans.

River Trent pulled out a gigantic handgun, I found out later it was called a 'Desert eagle'. A guy named Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random shots into the roof until Trent told him to bump it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my boobs hanging out. Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my head. I, um, peed right hand then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trento yelled. `` See who these absolutely guys are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead guy cable. Trento and President Lyndon Johnson scanned the roof skylight trying to entrance sight of something. I watched Tom roll the utterly bozo around, and saw him pocket a side arm. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` shooting in the straits, amongst former places ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't make out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in affright. `` How many guys were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulders. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all perfectly. Fuck ! '' Trent pointed the Desert Eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bitch ... song him off ! ``

I made a aspect at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the forehead. It did n't knock me out, but it hurt like shit and made my head twist. I could hear Trent River but it was like I was submersed. I could try him yelling about covering the second stairs or something. Next thing I know, Wilson has a big gaping hollow in his head, and Tom is standing there with a criminal look on his font and a smoking gun in his hand. I guess he scavenged it from one of the abruptly cat. Tom shot two more bad guys before Big Trent fired on him. Tom was able to sidestep down an aisle.

Trent could n't furrow him because he heard his name being called. By my pappa !

'' Trent River ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be Quaker. ``

'' Yeah the right way ! '' responded Trent as he ducked behind a mickle of Coors beer cases. `` And how the fuck do you make love my name ? ``

'' One of your little crawler squealed up on the roof, but do n't concern ! He wo n't ever squeal again. ``

More barb and shouts came from various role of the storage. The 'slaves'were rising up against their masters ! So cool ! Trent River did n't know what to do, or where to look, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll shoot your bitch ! '' River Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to point the bird of Jove at me.

Trent River 's read/write head exploded. I thought, I did n't know a heading could just burst forth ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each former, hired gun pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to scream. `` You 're on the ... Lapplander incline ''

I blacked out.

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epilogue
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I shot this knucklehead Trento right in his fucking head. I scanned for fair game and saw this shameful guy also shooting at River Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was kind 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, and we lowered our weapon system as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' Cover us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any Sir Thomas More of these guy ? ``

'' I do n't eff, I think my friends took out the rest up near the front, but I ca n't be certainly yet. ``

Lorrie looked okay, she had a lump on her forehead.

'' Stay here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My gens is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You better, Tom. I 've killed a lot of people today, I do n't bear in mind adding to the list. ``

There was some disruption up front, so I skirted around through the toys and cosmetics to see what was happening. The cause of the ruckus became clear ; 20 or so citizenry were beating 3 or 4 people to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the captured girl ! '' They had rakes and excavator and started advancing on me. There was blood in their eyes !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the box, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's alright ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's nerveless. He just killed about 15 of our asshole warlords. Let 's not belt down him just yet. ``

As the place defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some seize rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to nobody in particular.

A bruised up gentleman, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the char and kids locked up in the nail salon next door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking patch of shit sentry duty, does n't give birth a good deal breathing sentence left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The townspeople was swarmed early on by zombie. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living people were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Saturday. For a favourable few, the whole family was shopping at the like time and survived intact. For others, their loved ones were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` rattlesnake '' showed up and easily took over the store and the radical. The freight train acted like saviors on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the first of all dark, however, the freight train showed their true colors ; they enslaved everyone and began their reign of holy terror and violation. This went on for three workweek, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the ceiling. She covered the group with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to frown the bbl, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're all right ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't take heed anything for awhile, I was thinking the spoilt ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the masses and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens succeeding ? ``

Just then Tom and his gang returned, Tom holding tightly to a woman and a little girlfriend around his neck. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new girl ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the radical. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't mind ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your freight train on the roof, which allowed me to climb up and into your Walmart here where, with the help of Tom, we do n't let a rattler job anymore. ``

I expected the survivors to be a trivial Sir Thomas More well-chosen about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our intentions. Rightfully so, I guess. The last 'saviors'did n't shape out so well.

'' wellspring, guy cable, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These shithead shot one of my people back home. Do you mind if we get some medical supplying ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the pharmaceutics discussion section. These guy still had fully stocked shelves of most everything. Jesus, I thought. Wish I was a little more mercenary in my way of thinking. I would guide everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and little girl still around his neck. `` feel, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinary. Or, I was. I could take a look at your mortal if you wanted ... Maybe we can crop out some sort of patronage, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be majuscule, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be able-bodied to work out some trade between our groups, maybe even merge them together ... for our reciprocal benefit. ``

And that 's what we did.

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'' Please dear ! '' I begged. `` For the love of God put her land already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you mean ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling baby Jessie from her mother 's arm and bosom. Carefully, I set her down in her crib. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a little, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly large breasts lay against her tum, her left one still leaking milk. I pulled her out of the rocker and led her towards our room and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my finger's breadth to my lips, telling her to keep quiet and not wake the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the door. `` I 'm threadbare from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't worry, this wo n't take retentive ! '' I ca n't sit in a room with her for very long while she feeds the baby, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My smoothing iron putz bashed into her legs as I grabbed her tits and squeezed them together.

Milk River gushed from both her nipples like a water jet, except this fountain had many different current ! Warm Milk sprayed on my face and dripped off my chin. I opened my mouth and savored the sweet nip. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the turd 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 room access, `` Did the babe poop ? Oh ... '' I did n't even wait up. It was my prey time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the succeeding thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a piffling. She was trying to get between her girl 's legs. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a fiddling, so as not to lose my grip on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her face into Lorrie 's kitty-cat, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I sorting of lose track of meter when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking tits, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't have it away how long it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the sensations from my milk-sucking and her mom 's tongue-lashing took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiet orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` shag Mee-Maw. ``

'' shit 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you picayune bitch ! '' As penalisation for this breach of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's pussy, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's tits. Truth was, I think I had enough. must '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 knickers, 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 retrieve ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old char, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening pussy lips. I was too wound up for discreetness and felt a slight selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and cram my cock in backbreaking ! Oh yessss ... the only affair that feels better than drinking warm tit-milk is sliding my tool into a hot and steamy pussy ! I looked up at my two hot ma. fountainhead, technically one mama and a grandma. But the grannie just turned 40, so it ai n't no affair ! Maybe in a few weeks I can fuck my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too tender from the delivery.

I 'm dark to say, but I could only last a minute or so at heart Gayle 's sopping wet cunt. My coming was approaching, and there was n't often I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... pant ... ) need to abide hydrate ! '' I only had about ten mo to go.

'' Give it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right next to Lorrie 's expression. Grabbing my cock, I stroked it a copulate times and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot streams of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming back talk. 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 incline, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's breast. She ground her clit into Lorrie 's erect and milky nipples. Gayle came hard in just under a minute of arc, 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 covered titmouse in my grimace. I revelled in the mixed concoction and my cock recovered from it 's premature state of matter of about 95 % intemperately to completely rock solid again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio call interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, come in Mustang. '' That was our house call sign.

I struggled over to the handheld. `` Yeah Little Tiger, what 's up. '' Erin wanted something.

'' Just letting you know that chopper flew by again. Looks like he wants to put down. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't shoot unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't shoot ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that fair sex down for ten sleep together mo ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' rushing up asshole. Little Panthera tigris out. ``

Is that any way to verbalize to her commanding officer ? I did n't think so. She will need some sort of penalisation tonight. Probably have to tie her down and make her watch me fuck her girl Payton. Yeah, that would make for !

I did desire to hurry, though. We had seen a chopper go by a few times in the last calendar week. They were checking us out. It was the Air force play or the United States Army, we could n't tell which but knew it was military.

The young lady helped me garb in my best living dead killing kit. We did n't have uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more practical matter. They finished strapping on my power train and I hauled ass down to the hind end of Master 's and Johnson Hardware memory in the landrover. They were going to survey me in a couplet minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 groundwork away, the threshold gunner covering us. Some soldiery inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the hood of the landrover and stepped away from it. I made big pointing motions with my manus, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few hundred base. A little bag dropped out of the pearly and landed in a heap of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio receiver wrapped in dirty socks and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' Howdy, '' I called, might as well sound friendly. `` Whatcha guy wire deprivation. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United States Army. Do we cause permission to land ? I 'd like to speak with whomever is in heraldic bearing. ``

'' If your intentions are peaceable, Colonel, then come on down. ``

They sat the wench down in a whirlwind of detritus and shut it down. After a few tense consequence where we each wondered if we would shoot at each other, I turned slowly to depict I was unarmed. Erin and the schoolmaster buddy still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my masses had their artillery trained on the Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and approached me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, city manager, commandant, headwaiter, and Father of this town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no interestingness in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your guys could assume a less strong-growing posture ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their guns elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' potable, sir ? '' I queried. `` A little of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a good thought ! '' I ushered him into the Hardware store where J. P. Morgan quickly set us up with a bottleful of diddlyshit and two glasses. I poured us each a mates finger's breadth worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen most of our arena from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intentions are with us. '' These cat had the upper hand, for sure. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and sleeve. But I did n't want to just give away the key to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of garrison Rachel Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their fair percentage of snake god trouble, but were fortunate to not devolve into add lawlessness. They still had over half of their troops, about 8,500 phratry including families on base.

'' Most other installations 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 metropolis so far, just seems like too big of a job to harness. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you call your contraption out front ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Sanchez Death Pit, you mean. Invented by an eighteen twelvemonth old girl, who happens to be my wife and mother of my child. Anyway, it 's reasonably simple, but very effectual. You wan na take a look ?. ``

We walked international and found the whirlybird guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. Guys were smiling and laughing, having a safe time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your son forgot to pull security ! ``

He shook his point. `` We 've got about an 8:1 proportion of men to cleaning woman, so your gal here are a sight for very, very sore center ! ``

'' Not going to be a trouble, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not tolerate any kind of unwillful behavior. That being said, we do have some VERY well-fixed women who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain moral standard. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walk. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my second base in tutelage. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walkway to get to the end pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his multitude moved here from another town after a shared incident brought us together. We took over a truck catch Second Earl of Guilford of here, arranged the shipping containers to act as walls and funnel shape, and to act as ramps for our zombie spirit friends. We 've got a short bay lynx skidsteer simple machine over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Taurus Pit of destruction ! By the way, we claim all copyrights and trademarks to that name. ``

The Army Guy were stunned by the end Pit. We were currently in the heart of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a span one thousand zombilators, at least. We mostly stood sentry duty, somewhat out of sight so the zeds would n't get distracted, and fired a scud every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot crepuscle and tried to skin over the container wall.

'' It 's so simple ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, refined ! You do n't even ask bait, right ? You 've got smoke rising from the burning beat, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few times, and we did n't stimulate enough people or ammo to fight them one by one. We needed a passive solution, and Lorrie Sanchez came up with it ! I 've seen decent zombie cinema, although I never expected to be in one. But the masses were always making dumb mistakes. They never had a billet they could lock in down and try and start over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any problem with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a little confused. The fire might die down or a bird might distract them. But then we just ring this toll we got from a Christian church. '' I pointed to the bell hanging out in the middle of the pit, supported by a 2x4 anatomical structure. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacon, cop Light, to get their attention again. When it gets slacken, we have to stuff up the ramps so we can make clean out the trampled torso. That 's probably the enceinte danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's mind was spinning. `` You could, wow, ramp up more than ramps, dig a deep pit so they always break, rig up lightness so they fire in successiveness to make fancy of movement up the incline ... holy horseshit, this could really work. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' Well, sir, it does employment. But yeah, you could magnify 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 duet minutes he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you guy make me a list of what you need ? You 've got a good setup here and I want to see you deliver the goods. You 're going to necessitate more than farmland than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with pure glee. `` well. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be nice. Ma devil and Barretts, and wad of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 circle of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallons of gasoline, and storage tank to retain it. A few thousand MRE 's would assist. What else. apparel. grievous bodily harm. Toilet paper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah FENCES ! We need fencing textile so we can expound our farms. Goats, chickens, moo-cow, and some more than kinfolk, too. ``

Cpl. flint wrote down everything.

'' Mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's fine with you, I 'd like to set up an auxiliary Wiley Post here. Man it with 50 masses. Some Humvees. 2 Strykers. Medical lagger and stave. And I 'd wish to offer up you a commission as a Major in the Army Reserves. The post will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm esteemed sir, '' I said, my voice faltering. `` Not sure I want to be in the Army, though. I just want to last out here and conjure up my family. No discourtesy, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reserves. You 'll quell here and overtop the entire county, maybe even several counties. But you will last here. With our financial support. Meanwhile, we will conduct your Sanchez idea and liberate all of Centennial State, and the res publica, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their whirlybird. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as applied scientist and fashion designer of the new billet. Erin fairly leapt at the chance to escort Cpl. Flint around. poor people guy, I thought. He does n't put up a chance !

I went back to the house and told the dame and the baby about the conversation. Jessie spit up a niggling, but I did n't rent that as a blackball. Gayle, however was a piddling different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these Army guy cable valse in here and take over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about dumbass that live off the governing tit ? ``

Well, shit, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a undecomposed deal.

'' baby, '' I said, trying to sound hopeful. `` We have to relate with others. We have to get rid of these zombies. We need medicine, more food, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my fry, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able to get, and become something former than just semi-starving zombie fighter ! We do n't hold to go back to the old way of life of pure greed and avarice, but maybe we can wee-wee a better earthly concern this time. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this shit up. I do n't want to be beholden to the ground forces, either. But I feel the best way to improve the world is to get involved, be the one on the inside and guide insurance policy and alteration. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the rest of the world dies completely ... ''

What the nooky did I just say ? I do n't desire fantastic, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie febrility, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't want you leaving us. Show the Army how to make these Death Pits. But let *them* do it. You stay here, mister. That 's an order. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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IV days later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'Army uniform. Already had a decoration on it, too. Red, White person, and blue stripes with a'Z'in the heart of it. I got several bent of camo also, as did everyone in town. But the colonel said I should weary this for my formal induction and speech to the town.

I stepped out into the family unit room of my adobe castle to see what the ladies thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

Wolf whistles. Catcalls. Fist pump. And that was from babe Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her elbow room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' Turn 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.

'' natural covering me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to address the troops in ... 15 minutes ! ``

'' This wo n't strike that farsighted, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my uniform knickers and took out my hardening rooster. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her consistent blouse and took her tits out. Staring me down, she lifted her tit to her mouth and began to draw 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 fagot Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

scuttlebutt welcomed !